Just finishing off her training session, Videl was psyched. Just one month left until the World Martial Arts Tournament, and she had improved massively during the school holidays. Surely she was ready now, and right on time, as her school would be starting next Monday. As Videl was cleaning herself, her phone rang. Looking on the display, she saw it was the police. Darn it, those thugs always show up right when I am exhausted from training.

'Hey Videl.'

'Hey Mac, what's up?'

'There was a bank robbery this afternoon, we figured we could handle it on our own, but before we could even engage this one guy showed up and beat them all up on his own.'

'Really?'

'Yeah, one of the thugs even fired at the guy, but he just caught the bullets with a single hand, he made it look like it was easy!'

'No way, you must've seen it wrong. Catching bullets is something they do in superhero manga, not in real life. Heck, even my dad can't catch bullets!'

'I'm telling you, he caught at least half a dozen bullets.' Mac insisted. 'I'm sure of it, and once the thug's gun was empty he just casually dropped the bullets from his hand, how did those bullets end up in his hand if he didn't catch them?!'

'Cool story Mac, but if you're trying to fool me at least make the story a bit more believable.'

'I'm not joking, I'm serious.' Mac was starting to sound a bit annoyed. 'I was actually calling you to ask you if you knew who the guy was, after he knocked the thugs unconscious he vanished before we could even ask him who he actually was.'

A guy who's strong and fast enough to catch bullets, yet not smart enough to understand the dangers of going vigilante without even notifying the police or cooperating? Videl remained sceptical.

'Why do you think I might know the guy?' she asked, trying to hide her scepticism, as she was also getting curious to this story.

'Well, he had one of those Orange Star High School badges on his clothes, so we figured he also goes to your school.' Mac replied, seemingly happy she finally showed interest instead of disbelief.

'How did he look like?'

'He was about average height, we estimate around 175cm, about 16, 17 years old, maybe 18. He wore fairly formal clothes for a guy his age, with the Orange Star Badge on his chest. He had eyes that were a bit in between blue and green, and golden hair…'

'You mean blonde hair?' Videl interrupted.

'I can see why you'd think that, but it was a bit different. I'm not sure how to phrase it, but it was as if his hair actually emitted light, and it was standing straight up.'

A thug hairstyle and formal clothes, almost seems like a contradiction in looks.

'That sounds weird. I haven't ever seen a guy like that, and I'm pretty sure I'd remember a guy like that.' Videl replied.

'Figures. Well, it was worth a shot. Next week your school starts again right? Can you keep an eye out there, we really need to find this guy and have a talk with him.'

'Sure thing, I'll let you know if I figure anything out.'

Videl still wasn't sure if Mac had been serious or just pulling of a prank after the call ended. Videl received calls from the police occasionally, asking her to help out taking down some thugs because she was so strong. Videl was a 17 year old girl, and at only 157cm tall she was short, even for a girl. But over the years she had learned how to use this to her advantage in fights, most opponents weren't used to fighting such short opponents so she could easily dodge most attacks. Her short size was in sharp contrast to her father's size, who was very tall with a height of 188cm. Videl's father, Mr. Satan, was the current World Martial Arts Champion. He was the strongest man on the planet, and he saved the world about seven years ago by defeating a monster named Cell in an event called the Cell Games that the monster had hosted. Videl wasn't exactly sure what Cell was planning to do if he hadn't been defeated, some said he wanted to blow up the Earth, but Videl didn't really believe that, who could blow up the entire Earth? Regardless, after that Mr. Satan was celebrated worldwide as a hero, the strongest man on the planet. He only reinforced that title a couple of years ago by winning the World Martial Arts Tournament for a second time in a row.

That evening the bank robbery was on the news on TV. Videl was watching together with her father. The news organisation showed security cam footage. Videl saw the thugs threaten the bank clerks with guns, but she couldn't hear what was said. There was no sound recorded by the security cameras. Then she saw him, the guy Mac had told her about – the guy with the golden hair. It really did seem to emit light, although that could also be the security camera hitching up, they weren't always the best quality camera. His clothes seemed somewhat formal, and she also noticed the badge from her high school on his chest. The news organisation then paused the video and drew a big circle around the guy with the golden hair.

Mr. Satan took notice of the encircled character on the screen, seemingly deep in thought.

'What's up dad, do you recognise him?' Videl asked.

'I'm not sure actually,' her father answered. 'I've got the feeling I've seen him somewhere before, but I don't know where.'

'If you have any information regarding the identity of this man, named for now the Goldfighter, Satan City Police Department urgently requests you to contact them at this number.' The number appeared on the screen. 'Although the Goldfighter did stop the bank robbers, these kinds of actions are better served in coordination with the police to prevent accidents. If the Goldfighter happens to see this, please contact the police. The Satan City Police Department ensures that he will not be prosecuted for this, as he did help out taking out the bank robbers and it is believed that the Goldfighter had no ill intentions.'

The video continued. One of the thugs fired his gun at the Goldfighter, it seemed to be some kind of automatic weapon, but the Goldfighter appeared to catch the bullets with his right hand, without even flinching slightly! He made it seem as easy as if he was locking his front door. He dropped the bullets on the ground. He really caught them! Before Videl could think about how he could've pulled that off, the Goldfighter suddenly moved forward at high speed and knocked the guy with the gun out in a single blow. She barely even saw him move, it almost looked like the footage was played on Fast-Forward, except the thugs didn't move or fall at high speeds. He then proceeded to knock out all the other thugs with a single blow as well, his knockout spree lasted only a couple of seconds. This has got to be some kind of magic trick, nobody can move that fast, but it looks so real. After that, the Goldfighter moved out of the frame at high speed. The police officers entered and cuffed the unconscious robbers. The video ended. They returned to the studio. The news reporters were talking about what they'd seen, but they didn't seem to have seen anything Videl hadn't already seen herself.

'Hmm, he looks about as old as you are right?' Mr. Satan suddenly brought up while the news guys were talking in the studio.

'I guess so, why? Do you have an idea who he is?'

'Well, I'm not sure…'Mr. Satan answered, trying to find the right words. 'But he reminds me of the kid who was also there at the Cell Games. He was quite strong back then, especially for his age. And he also had that glowing golden hair.'

'Didn't he fight with Cell before you fought him a second time? How did he survive that?'

Mr. Satan laughed. 'You're forgetting that I was there Videl. When that kid was losing to Cell, I stepped in. I mean, he was just a little child, about your age. I couldn't let that monster get away with hurting the kid, even if his friends seemed to be okay with it. I wasn't just going to stay out of it because Cell said his games would be one-on-one. I stepped in and destroyed Cell before that monster had a chance to hurt the kid even more.' Mr. Satan concluded proudly.

That makes sense, but that also means…

'So, you know who he is right?' Videl continued.

'Well, no, I never actually spoke with him.' Mr. Satan replied hesitantly.

Videl looked at her father sceptically. It wasn't like her father at all not to have a chat with someone he just saved and gloat a little. He seemed to notice her look and quickly continued.

'The kid was pretty beat up after his fight with Cell, and his friends seemed more eager to get the kid quickly to a hospital than to thank the Champ, so they left immediately without even thanking me.' Mr. Satan said as if that was a grave insult. 'I never saw any of them again after that, they never even sent me a card or anything to thank me for saving the kid's life. Like I said, those guys were crazy, they were the ones who even brought a child to the Cell Games in the first place and let him fight. As far as I know nobody ever figured out who those guys were.' Mr. Satan concluded.

That was definitely interesting. Videl noticed several similarities between the Cell Games boy and the Goldfighter. In both cases the guy with gold hair disappeared without talking to anyone, in both cases he was very strong, in both cases the identity was still unknown, and apparently their hair was similar too. And golden hair that actually glowed, that couldn't be common. She had never seen anything like that at least. The two cases were too similar to really be a coincidence. But it didn't really bring her any closer to figuring out who he was, she was as clueless to the identity of the kid from the Cell Games as she was to the identity of the Goldfighter. And he could catch bullets… Videl had heard tales of martial artists from long ago who were able to catch bullets and move faster than the eye could see, but she had always believed them to be just that, tales. She knew full well how much stories could inflate, some of the things that were said about her father's capabilities were also completely ludicrous, even though her father didn't exactly go out of his way to debunk such stories.

'How do you suppose he managed to catch those bullets?' Videl asked her father.

'I'm pretty sure that was just a cheap magic trick, he probably had those bullets hidden in his sleeve the whole time.' Mr. Satan replied condescendingly.

'Could you have caught those bullets? Some say that you're capable of such feats.' Videl flattered trying to get a better answer.

Mr. Satan laughed. 'Well sweetie, I'm going to be honest with you, I don't know if I could. But what I do know is that I'm not stupid enough to try just to show off my strength. Besides, I don't want to be encouraging my fans to try such dangerous stunts at home.'

A magic trick? That could be possible, although the Goldfighter would then have to have known in advance that the thug would be firing at him. And wouldn't the fired bullets then still be out there somewhere if they missed? If the Goldfighter collaborated with the robbers to pull off a magic trick that would be completely insane. Why would you go through such lengths to show off a magic trick, only to have your buddies end up in jail and not even letting anyone know who you actually are?