Summary: Cell returns and seeks revenge, however, he needs to learn more about Gohan before he is guaranteed victory. What better way to do this than to become an OSH student and learn the secret behind the young Saiyan? What will this mean for Gohan, Videl, and their friends?
Malevolence
Chapter 1: Return to Earth edited 02/28/2018
Deep in the dark depths of the underworld, an epic battle was ensuing. The clashes of energy reverberated throughout the darkness of hell.
"Is there not anyone who can put forth a challenge worthy of my perfect being?" Cell said with mockery.
Frieza slowly managed to get back on his feet while his tail was pounding the ground in frustration. He hadn't felt this much pain in a long time yet Frieza began to laugh.
"All this power, and you still couldn't kill them," Frieza taunted with a smirk.
Cell grunted. "At least I still managed to kill Goku, a feeling you will never know," he teased.
"You think self-destruction an honorable feat?" Frieza challenged.
Cell shook his head. "Doesn't matter in the end."
"Yes it does," Frieza said with distaste. "Who is going to be the one to destroy them now? They don't deserve life."
Cell Smirked. "Now, now Frieza, you know Goku will eventually come back down here just like he once did and I want to be ready for that."
"Ah yes, Goku. The despicable monkey," Frieza sneered with a scowl. "You may want Goku, but I want the whole bunch. I want to see Vegeta die a slow painful death. I want to slaughter his entire family, the Namek, and all the Earthlings. I want Goku to witness the death of his family and friends knowing there is no way to stop me!"
"Well, we can't make that happen, but we can be prepared for Goku," Cell reasoned.
"If he ever comes down," Frieza added and groaned.
"Enough of this. Power up to your max. I need at least somebody who can keep up with me," Cell held out his arms taunting his companion.
"Gladly," Frieza said with confidence.
Frieza began to power up to his max. He screamed while releasing the most powerful energy he could find within him. Cell, standing a little ways back, watched him, confident that no matter how much power Frieza produced, he would be no match for his perfect being. For Cell, it was still refreshing to see his power.
"Maybe I will get a work out after all," Cell mentioned as he felt Frieza's power continue to increase.
Cell also began to power up as his stolen powers allowed him to transform into a super Saiyan. He could feel the power from the z-senshi and all the others he has incorporating into his perfect being. He began to release his ki deep from within. The two warriors powering up at the same time and begun to shake the depths of hell. By now, it was a competition. Who could gather the most energy to win this duel?
As the two continued to release tremendous amounts of energy, a brilliant light suddenly began to emit between the two warriors. Curious, the two immediately stopped powering up.
"What is it?" Cell yelled as the light became brighter.
"I can't see!" Frieza shrieked.
Within a few seconds, the extreme light subsided, and between Frieza and Cell, a bizarre spherical hole appeared. It was blurred out, yet there was an intense light emitting from it.
"Where did that come from?" Frieza asked.
"I don't know. Have you ever seen a thing like this?" Cell inquired.
The two stared for a minute at the bizarre spherical hole that appeared as neither Cell nor Frieza said a thing. They were both shocked at this weird spheroid of light in the dark depths of hell. Frieza eventually took a step back, and his body shook.
"I- I have heard stories," Frieza mustered out.
"You know what this is?" Cell asked surprised by Frieza's reaction.
"I think I actually might," said Frieza.
"Well get on with it, what is it?" Cell demanded.
"I have heard stories from several different species that such a wormhole could be created by attuning the exact frequency required," Frieza explained. "Our powering up must have created this. If I am correct, this space-time hole connects two dimensions, or at least that's what the scientists said."
"No such thing exists," Cell said with certainty.
"Well, I think this is it," Frieza said curiously looking at the ball of light. "This is like a tunnel from one dimension to the next."
The spheroid began to contract.
"What happens if you go in it?" Cell inquired taking a step toward it.
"Who would have ever thought those idiotic scientists back on our ship were actually right for once?" Frieza wondered ignoring Cell's question.
"Where does it go?" Cell asked.
"Who knows…"
"Well, let's go already!" Cell demanded as he neared the slowly contracting wormhole.
"Wait! Don't get too close," Frieza said with uncertainty.
Cell laughed. "We finally get the opportunity to leave this wretched place, and you don't want to go?"
"We don't know what is on the other side. It could be anything," Frieza explained as the spheroid contracted even smaller.
"Well, I'm going," Cell said as he took one step closer.
"It could be one of many different dimensions. It might be worse than hell!" Frieza warned.
"No matter, I'm going, before it shuts," Cell said as he neared the spheroid.
Cell saw the wormhole contracting. He took a closer look, but all he saw was a blur coming from it.
"If you end up in space, you won't be able to breathe," Frieza continued to warn.
Cell turned around, "You idiot. I have your cells in my body. Did you forget?"
"Fool!" Frieza yelled.
"See ya," Cell said with a smirked and dove into the contracting wormhole. As soon as he jumped into it, the wormhole contracted to nothing. Frieza landed on his knees shocked that he may never know the fate of his companion.
A complete blur. That was what described the wormhole tunnel. Cell couldn't even comprehend it as time didn't seem to exist in the space-time continuum. It didn't make any sense, but within a few seconds, Cell felt that he had fallen onto some sort of ground yet the blur remained. A few seconds later, his vision slowly began to sharpen, and he realized he was on a rocky dirt surface. It was as if he was in a daze.
"Where am I?" Cell audibly asked not comprehending what had just happened.
As his vision slowly came into focus, he realized he was on some sort of planet, but he didn't know where. He looked up and saw the painful light coming from the glaring sun. His senses were overloaded from the space-time tunnel he just traversed. He slowly got back up on his feet and dusted himself off.
As the blur came into focus, he looked around and saw a quaint place. He saw a blue sky and clouds. After a sigh of relief from finally leaving hell, suddenly Cell became very alert. He quickly suppressed his power level unsure of his surroundings. He suddenly realized that he had been here before as if it was like a déjà vu.
In the distance were large rocky hills. It appeared that the ground had been disrupted in the immediate area some time ago. Cell stood there in shock at what he was witnessing. He wanted to pinch himself to see if he was dreaming.
"There is no way," Cell said to himself leaving his mouth gaping.
All the memories flooded back prior his death. He was at the location of the Cell Games where he perished against a half-breed Saiyan. Something was different, though. Grass had been growing in the immediate area, and there were even a few younger trees that weren't there before. Cell realized that the games took place in this dimension, but he wasn't sure how long ago it was.
"How much time has passed?" Cell asked himself.
He didn't even know if this was the same timeline. This could have easily been a different timeline than he was from. Thankfully, he had some experience with different timelines and dimensions thanks to his time spent in hell and his travels in Trunks' time machine. He knew things could be very different here than the dimension he fell to the half-Saiyan.
He tried to sense out any strong fighters on the planet; however, he couldn't sense anyone. He was aware that any of his enemies could easily be suppressing their power levels if they existed in this timeline. He did, however, feel mass amounts of weak power levels on this planet. He deduced that it was likely humans. He knew that the year he created the Cell Games was 767 so he roughly guessed 6 or 7 earth years had passed in the time he spent in hell. He wondered if the time-space continuum was at the same scale in both the afterworld dimension and this one.
He looked above himself. No halo. Cell had a questionable look on his face. Did this mean he was alive? Did the wormhole possibly reverse death? He had far too many questions to even think about confronting his enemies. First, he needed to find out some facts.
He decided against flying due to his enemies being able to sense his ki. He ran at a fast speed, releasing plenty of ki in the process, but not too much so he could avoid detection. He traversed the plains where the Cell Games took place, but he knew a city was not too far away.
Eventually, he made it to a road. First, an important task was to figure out which year it was. He looked down both directions the road traveled in and pondered how he would do this. If this timeline knew he once existed, he would cause too much commotion, and if the z-senshi found out, they would quickly find him. His thinking, however, came to an abrupt stop.
A car in the distance drove toward him. As the vehicle approached him, it slowed, and he got weird stares from the people inside the car. He saw the window roll down.
"How dare you dress up in that costume? Do they think it's okay for people to even make a Cell costume? Where are people's manners?" the driver yelled out of the window.
Cell stared into the window and now knew he once existed in this timeline. There was a family of four. He suspected the father was the one yelling at him, and the mother was in the front passenger seat, while there were a teenager and a younger child in the back.
"Are you even listening to me?" the father demanded.
Smirking, Cell realized he could use this to his advantage. Thankfully, Dr. Gero gave him some skills he was unable to test in his past life.
"You should really not bring light to that horrible event. Thank God for the champ," the father continued but was interrupted by Cell.
"Actually, I was wondering, would you please tell me what year it is?" Cell inquired with a smirk.
The father had a quizzical look on his face. "What year-" the father attempted to say but was cut off by Cell's fist penetrating the window and his hand wrapping around the father's throat.
The wife and kids screamed. Cell tightened his grip while the wife immediately took out his phone scrambling to dial for help.
"Ah, ah, ah… we can't have that," Cell said as his smirked continued. He saw the look of fear on the family's faces. Ahh, how I miss this, he thought.
Cell immediately punched the woman, knocking her out cold. The two children unlocked their doors and attempted to flee on foot. Cell quickly let go of the father's neck and went after the children. First, he gathered a little bit of ki in his hands and released it in the form of a blast toward the younger child. The child immediately fell to the ground. Cell made a mental note of the teenager's ki as he momentarily escaped. He could only use a tiny fraction of his energy so the warriors on this planet didn't detect him.
He realized the husband was still alive but noted the wife took a hit to the head and was immediately dead. The younger child was dead due to the blast. He turned his head back to the car, knowing he could easily find the teenager later.
"Y- you mon- monster," the man stuttered gasping for air.
"You are still alive? We can't have that now, can we," Cell said with a smirk.
"Y- You're him," the man said. He was horrified.
"Yes, I am back, and today is your unlucky day," Cell mused.
"P- Please don't kill me," the man stuttered as blood flowed down his face and neck.
"I'm so, so sorry, but we can't have you running around telling people I'm alive and well, now can we?" Cell said wagging his finger.
The man was too weak to say anything else after suffering the injuries to the neck. Cell opened the door and punched his head quite hard. It was hard enough for him to suffer a brain injury, which resulted in his death.
"Ah, now where were we?" Cell said as he looked behind him. The teenager was weak, but he could sense him out some distance away.
Cell ran off the road up a small hill where the teenager had attempted to escape. Within a few minutes, he slowly approached the hiding teenager like stalking his prey. The teenager, a boy, was no older than 17 and was of average height, with darker hair, and lighter skin. This will do just fine, Cell thought.
The teenaged boy heard a twig snap, and he immediately looked behind frightened. Cell smirked as the boy had no idea where he was. Cell was enjoying this all too much.
"Boo."
The teenager yelled and tried to run, but Cell immediately kicked him to the ground. The boy tried to scramble and crawl away; however, Cell stomped on his foot rendering his escape useless. The teenager yelled out in pain.
"Please don't kill me!" the boy pleaded.
"Tell me what year it is boy," Cell demanded.
"I- It's year 773! Please, please let me go," the boy pleaded.
"Thank you for that," Cell said with a smirk. So, it's been six years.
"Please, please don't kill me, I beg of you," the boy pleaded.
Cell's smirked deeped. This was just too perfect. Now, he only had to find out if his enemies were in this timeline. Surely, they must exist, Cell deduced.
"Because you have been so cooperative, I won't kill you," Cell explained. The boy was still scared for his life as Cell's words meant nothing to him.
"I won't kill you, I'm just going to use your body as a placeholder for mine. Are you ready?" Cell asked as he ejected out his tail from his perfect form. The tail had a spear like structure at the end. This was used to either suck the energy out of enemies or ingeniously, he could put his body inside of the host. This is a similar technique used by the Namekian race.
"Please no!" the boy screamed.
Cell's tail penetrated the boy's stomach and Cell began the transformation from body to body. Within a few seconds, the skin of his old body was all that remained. The new teenaged version of Cell was alive, and he looked at his new body feeling victorious. It was the perfect disguise. Not only did his physical appearance change, but his ki signature had also changed. It was still similar to his original ki signature; however, it did take on the host of the body too. It was a fusion between the two. Hopefully, there is enough of a difference for anybody to notice, Cell thought.
Cell was zealous. Now he was to hatch the perfect plan to get revenge. Now that I have a disguise, I am coming for you Son Gohan!
Cell left the area where he just made the transformation and made his way back to the highway. Cell smirked at his achievement. Now, I will finally fulfill my destiny.
Several days later, it was a bright and early morning. The birds were chirping, the dew was dripping off the trees and plants, and the sky was clearing from the rains the night before.
"Wakey wakey!" a seven-year-old boy said with excitement jumping on Gohan's stomach.
"Settle down there squirt! I'm tired!" Gohan explained and felt groggy.
"Mom told me that you need to get ready for school," Goten chirped. Gohan picked up his younger brother and set him back down on the floor.
"Yeah, I know," Gohan said a little grumpily as he rubbed his stomach. "This is just the third day Goten. You can't do this to me every day. Big brother can't take it much more."
"Well, mom says breakfast is ready," Goten explained hopping toward the kitchen.
"Breakfast?" Gohan cheered up immediately. "Well, why didn't you say so squirt?"
Gohan immediately got up, took a quick shower, brushed his teeth, and attempted to comb his wild hair.
"Is breakfast ready?" Gohan said eagerly to eat as he came into the kitchen area sitting down at the table.
"Gohan, are you ready for your third day?" Chi Chi asked. Her eldest son immediately began eating breakfast. Gohan's mother was happy because her son was finally getting the education he needed to be successful in life. Maybe at the same time, find a girl to spend his life with.
"Yeah," Gohan said with his mouth full.
"I hope you are restraining from eating like that in school," his mother scolded him. Gohan looked up at his mom and smiled.
"Of course!"
After eating a quick but substantial breakfast, Gohan gathered his schoolbooks and loaded them into his bag.
"Can I come to school with you big brother?" Goten asked with a puppy dog face.
"Hey there, I'll be back soon, and we can do some more training, sound good?" Gohan assured.
"Yeah, but I wanna see what your school is like," Goten requested.
"Not today, but maybe sometime," Gohan said rustling his brother's hair.
"Okay!" Goten chirped.
Gohan opened the front door. "Bye mom! Bye Goten!"
"Bye Gohan!"
"Bye brother!"
Gohan shut the door behind him, lifted himself off the ground into the air, and began flying toward Satan City. The cool crisp breeze was refreshing and helped him wake up. He looked at his newly acquired watch from Bulma, which housed the unique mechanism that transformed him into his alter ego, Saiyaman. He clicked the tiny button on the side and immediately, he was immersed in his Saiyaman outfit. He read the time, 7:15 AM. Looks like I might be early for once.
As Gohan approached Satan City, he kept an eye out for potential criminals. He had made his first appearance yesterday as Saiyaman stopping an armed robbery after school. Gohan was eager to show himself to the public to distract from the Golden Fighter; a name the public had given him after he helped stop some bad guys on the first day of school.
With no crime this morning, he landed in a park, away from any activity. He took a look around to make sure nobody was in the immediate area. He also double-checked using his ki sensing capabilities. Nothing.
He pressed the small button on the side of his watch, and immediately transformed back into his normal clothes and then took a deep breath. It was nerve-racking that somebody could potentially see him transform, busting his cover. He decided to take it one day at a time. Perhaps he would have to change further out of the city to make sure.
Gohan walked through the park to the main road, and then he walked a few minutes down the road and arrived at Orange Start High, the school his mother had sent him. He was enjoying school, but fitting in with normal humans was difficult for the half-breed Saiyan.
"Gohan!"
Gohan turned around and noticed his newly acquired friends approaching him.
"Hi Sharpner. Hi Erasa."
"You are here early huh?" Sharpner mentioned.
"Yeah, unlike yesterday," Gohan and Erasa chuckled.
"Well, did you hear the news?" Sharpner asked. Gohan had a questionable look.
"We are getting a new student today!" Erasa said excitedly.
Gohan was surprised. "What? Really?"
"Yeah, guess you won't be the newest one now," Sharpner added.
"That's interesting. Wonder what he or she is like," Gohan mentioned tilting his head toward one side.
"They say he is really really hot!" Erasa squealed.
"Erasa? Please. It's going to be hard to beat these looks," Sharpner beamed with pride.
Erasa laughed, "Oh come on Sharpie."
"What? It's true!" Sharpner defended.
"Whatever," Erasa added. The three continued to walk into the school building.
"Hey."
The three turned around and saw Videl staring at them from the door.
"Oh, hi Videl," Gohan greeted.
Videl made Gohan uneasy. She seemed to be bent on learning his secrets. It was difficult to function around her because she was so suspicious of him.
"Videl! Did you hear?" Erasa asked.
"Yeah... we have a new student," Videl said nonchalantly.
"Yeah, isn't that exciting? Two new students in one week!" Erasa said referring to Gohan.
"No, not really," Videl added with a scowl.
"Why not?" Sharpner inquired.
"Because he will be all excited about being in the same class as the daughter of the man who defeated Cell," Videl sarcastically explained.
"Oh, give the new kid a chance first," Erasa advised as she put her hands on her hips. "At least treat him a little better than Gohan here."
"I treat Gohan just fine," Videl defended as Gohan nervously laughed.
It was already challenging enough that Gohan was friends with Videl, daughter of Hercule Satan. He didn't know what his family would think of that. I will always give anyone a chance, Gohan thought.
"We better get to class," Gohan mentioned.
"Why are you always so excited to sit there bored out of our minds nerd boy?" Sharpner asked.
"Sharpner! Don't call Gohan that!" Erasa scolded.
"I kid, I kid, but no offense Gohan, you are the definition of nerdy," Sharpner added.
"None taken," Gohan said with a smile. Erasa frowned.
"How are you okay with that? Don't you get mad at people labeling you a nerd?" Erasa asked.
"Not really, it simply just doesn't bother me that much," Gohan explained.
"Well, I guess you are right but we really should go to class now," Erasa explained.
The four teenagers made their way down the hallway into their homeroom. It was the same room they spent the entire school year in beside breaks and lunch. The different teachers would rotate through the room leaving the students there.
The four got in their places and sat down. There was chatter about the new kid who was supposed to show up today. Everybody was wondering what he would be like. The bell soon rang, and the teacher walked in.
"Settle down students, settle down," Mr. R explained. The students stopped chattering about the new student to await what the confirmation of the new student.
"As you may have heard, we have a new student arriving today," Mr. R explained. "Why don't you come in son?"
The door opened revealing a teenager with darker hair, lighter skin, and about average height. His build was a bit more than other boys his age. One could tell he'd been working out. He was wearing jeans and a nice white shirt.
"Why don't you introduce yourself son?" Mr. R asked.
"Hi, my name is Mitochondria, but I am just Mito for short," the teenager said. There were murmurs throughout the classroom wondering why someone would have such a bizarre name.
"Where are you from?" Mr. R asked
"I am from East City," the boy replied.
"Very good. You may take a seat," Mr. R explained.
Mito eyed the students. He peered up toward the top and saw Son Gohan. His anger began to rise inside him because he desired revenge. I, the perfect warrior, Cell, will not allow him to get away with this treachery. I will one day take my revenge. Cell smirked, taking the earth name, Mito.
Videl eyed the young man. Mitochondria? That's a weird name, she thought.
"Yoo hooo! Up here!" Erasa said in her typical bubbly fashion.
"Why'd you have to do that," Videl hissed at her best friend.
"Cuz, nobody else was saying anything," Erasa replied. Sharpner rolled his eyes.
The new student, Mito, walked up the steps to the row that Erasa, Videl, Sharpner, and Gohan sat in.
"You can sit here!" Erasa said pointing to the end seat on the row. Next over were Erasa, then Videl, Sharpner and finally Gohan.
"My name is Erasa!" Erasa said shaking hands with the new kid. "And here is Videl, Sharpner, and Gohan."
Mito eyed all of them and finally saw Gohan. He stopped for a brief second and his eye twitched.
"Thank you and nice to meet you," Mito forcibly said sitting down at the end of the row next to Erasa.
"Umm, Mitochondria, were your parent's biologists, or something?" Erasa asked.
Mito smirked, "You could say that. Just call me Mito, it's easier."
"So Mito, what made you choose Orange Star High?" Erasa asked.
"Both my parents are gone, and I wanted to go to school. This school has the best rankings in the area by far," Mito explained.
"Yeah, that's thanks to Videl's dad!" Erasa said pointing to her friend. Videl facepalmed herself knowing exactly what was coming next.
"Does your father give the school a lot of money or something?" Mito questioned Videl.
"You could say that," Videl said rolling her eyes.
"Videl here is famous. Her father is the world famous Hercule Satan!" Erasa explained.
"Hercule Satan? Who's that?" Mito asked raising an eyebrow.
"What!?" Sharpner yelped as his eyes widened.
"You four up there! Please wait until after class to get to know each other," Mr. R scolded.
The four immediately stopped talking. Videl looked at Mito completely surprised. That's twice this week! How is it that both the new students have no idea who I am, or my father?
Sharpner and Erasa slowly looked back down at their notes attempting to get over their shock. Gohan, on the other hand, was also surprised. Gohan knew of Mr. Satan and his accomplishment, but it took him a while to realize it when confronted with it on his first day. He looked back down at his notes while Mr. R lectured. He tried took his mind off that incident and began focusing on the lecture. However, several minutes into class, Gohan continued to feel eyes on him.
Gohan knew it was the new student but didn't want to look back and cause a commotion realizing it wasn't worth it. After another bit of time, Erasa got bored again.
"So Mito, now do you remember who Mr. Satan is?" Erasa asked.
"Not a clue," was all he said.
"Erasa! Would you like to tell us what is so important?" Mr. R asked.
"No sorry sir. I promise it won't happen again," Erasa said ducking her head.
Videl was still trying to understand how this was possible. She spent the rest of the class period trying to figure out how on earth it was conceivable for someone not to know who her father was. Even in the most remote parts of earth, people had to have heard of her father's accomplishment. That was the most historic day in Earth's history we were talking about. What was more bizarre was that this was the second time this week that this happened which led to the question, is there some association between Gohan and Mito?
"Make sure you do your homework students," Mr. R explained as the class period ended.
Now they had 10 minutes before the next class.
"Man, I'm hungry," Gohan explained as some of the students filtered out.
"You're always hungry silly," Erasa said grinning.
Gohan could still feel eyes on him. He knew it was Mito. But this time he looked back. Mito looked away immediately, and Gohan shrugged it off.
"So Mito, you still have no idea who my father is at all," Videl asked once more.
"No for the third time. Why would I know who your father is?" Mito said with annoyance.
Videl slipped him a confused look. "Well, you should!"
"Her father is none other than the man who defeated Cell," Sharpner casually said. Mito immediately tensed up at the mention of his name.
"W- What did you say?" Mito asked while his eyes narrowed.
"Hercule Satan was the one that defeated Cell. How are you now just hearing about this?" Erasa asked blinking her eyes.
Mito opened his mouth in shock, realizing who Hercule Satan was. He let out a few puffs of air and began laughing.
"What's so funny!?" Videl asked quite irritated.
"That! Hercule Satan defeating Cell. Now I remember," Mito explained. He remembered that Hercule Satan was that extremely loudmouthed weak human fighter that arrived to attempt to defeat him. He remembered all his absurd moves that he thought made him strong.
"Well, you should show some more respect," Videl explained crossing her arms.
Mito immediately came back to reality. He was trying to fit in and needed to make a concerted effort to not blow his cover as he learned more about Gohan.
"Yeah sorry about that," Mito said still chuckling a little.
Gohan looked on surprised at the whole situation. This was the first person that didn't worship his friend Videl's, father. Weird, Gohan thought as he tried to figure out what Mito was thinking. Why was he laughing? Does he know that Hercule didn't defeat Cell? I doubt that.
"Is there something on my face?" Mito asked Gohan as he was staring at him.
"What? No, I am just surprised, that's all," Gohan explained.
"Surprised about what?" Mito asked sarcastically.
"Nothing, really!" Gohan insisted.
Mito grunted. "You are Son Gohan, are you not?"
"Yeah, how did you know my last name?"
"Pathetic," he said under his breath.
"What?" Gohan asked blinking his eyes.
Mito cleared his thoughts and gave a blank facial expression. I forgot Saiyans have a heightened sense of hearing. I have to watch it, he thought.
"Nothing," Mito said, getting up from his seat walking back downstairs to the classroom door.
"Uhh, did you do something to him Gohan?" Sharpner asked.
"No, I have never seen him in my life," Gohan explained frowning.
"He seemed extra pissy toward you," Sharpner added.
"Yeah, I think he even said I was pathetic under his breath," Gohan mentioned.
"What? How could you have possibly heard that!? You are sitting way down there," Sharpner said raising an eyebrow.
"Oh. Umm, I just thought I heard that," Gohan stuttered.
Weird, I didn't hear anything, Videl thought.
For the rest of the morning, there was little interaction with Mito. He mostly stayed to himself, but Erasa decided to make a considerable effort to get to know the new student.
"Gohan, you are eating lunch with us, right?" Erasa asked.
"Sure and thank you for inviting me," Gohan replied with a smile.
"Mito? Would you like to join us for lunch?" Erasa asked as the students packed up their bags to enjoy their break.
Mito didn't respond. Instead, he was wondering what he had gotten himself into. I need to keep my goal clear in mind. I am here to learn and uncover the secret behind Gohan's power. I need to understand how he was able to beat a perfect being like myself. I have to make sure I don't get caught up in this absurdity they call high school. And when the time is right, I'll make my move, Mito smirked.
"Hello? Earth to Mito?" Erasa said waving her arm in front of him.
"What do you want," Mito sneered. Erasa along with Sharpner, Videl, and Gohan were taken aback.
"We were just going to invite you to lunch, but no worries, maybe another time?" Erasa said.
Mito sighed. I need to learn to be patient with these pathetic earthlings. I need to understand these stupid social practices if I want to learn about Gohan. Curse these pathetic humans, Mito thought.
"I'm sorry. I am just having a hard time adjusting to high school life," Mito said convincingly. "Thank you for the invitation."
"Sooooo, is that a yes?" Erasa questioned.
"Yes."
"Great! Let's go!" Erasa said. Videl followed behind Mito and Gohan and Sharpner followed behind Videl.
Videl stared at the back of Mito. Something didn't sit right with her. It's like he's hiding something, just like Gohan, Videl thought. She didn't trust him and was frustrated that her friend, Erasa, was so inviting into their little circle. The five wandered outside on the field with nearby seating because it was a nice warm fall day.
"Did you bring lunch Mito?" Erasa asked.
"No," was all he replied.
"Oh… Well, you can have some of my food," Erasa suggested.
"I'm not that hungry, thanks though," Mito said trying to be more socially acceptable.
Sharpner turned to Videl. "So, what are you going to do about Saiyaman?"
Videl's facial expression became increasingly annoyed at the mention of his name. "I wish he would find his own city to protect. Out of all the cities on this planet, he chooses mine."
Gohan studied Videl's reply. It was just as he suspected. She didn't like the new superhero.
"Saiyaman?" Mito repeated.
"Yes. He came out of nowhere, and it's infuriating," Videl replied.
"What a lame name," Mito said sarcastically with a smirk.
"Oh, I don't know? It doesn't sound that bad," Gohan replied rubbing the back of his head.
"Mito is right, it's stupid," Videl replied. Maybe Mito isn't so bad after all.
"R- Right," Gohan said hesitantly.
Mito smiled. So Gohan is playing superhero. Only an idiot would come up with that dumb of a name, he thought. Although learning about Gohan was his primary goal, Mito was curious about how Hercule Satan, the one who was so easily defeated, convinced the entire planet that he killed the perfect being of Cell.
"How did your dad defeat Cell?" Mito forced out. He felt completely embarrassed that the world accepted this. This is a disgrace. How can people buy such an absurd theory? People don't even believe I had an honorable death against a powerful warrior. They believe this clown defeated me. Disgusting!
"He doesn't tell me the specifics about the battle but said it was a huge challenge," Videl explained surprised Mito took an interest.
"So you don't actually know? How can you be so sure that he was the one to defeat the all mighty Cell?" Mito asked while Videl frowned.
"Well for starters, he is the world champion, so that speaks numbers. Plus my father doesn't lie. It's not in his nature," Videl explained.
"Right," Mito said sarcastically.
Maybe I thought too soon. It sounds like he is an asshole, Videl thought.
Gohan was keenly listening to their conversation. He didn't know what to make it. What is with all the interest in Cell all of a sudden? The thought of Cell brought back painful memories for him.
"That sounded like you don't believe my father defeated Cell?" Videl inquired.
"It's because I don't," Mito smirked.
"WHAT was that?" Videl challenged.
"Whoa! Settle down guys! We can all have our opinions," Gohan interjected.
"How can you just sit there and take this Gohan? It's a disgrace!" Mito argued surprising the half-Saiyan.
Gohan stared at Mito questionably. "W- What?"
Damn. I need to watch what I say. Mito backed off on the topic. He was here for a purpose. I need to focus and learn about Gohan, but how do I do that? I cannot wait for the day I get my revenge, and it will be glorious, but I need to be prepared. Fate has given me one more hand to be dealt.
"You should really learn some respect. My father did this world a great service," Videl defended. Mito sighed in defeat.
"My apologies," Mito forced out.
Videl still frowned at him not sounding convinced. Yeah right, Videl thought but remembered Mito mentioning Gohan. What on earth was that about with Gohan though?
Gohan was still wondering what was going on. It was as if Mito knew that he had defeated Cell, but according to Gohan, that would make no sense whatsoever. Something is weird about this guy. Or maybe I am just overthinking it? There have to be some people that don't believe Mr. Satan beat Cell in this world, Gohan concluded.
Ultimately, Videl was very suspicious of the new student, Mito. She was even suspicious of Gohan, but Mito required more attention for the time being. Videl could tell Gohan was a sweet defenseless young man that will cause no harm but lies constantly, however, Mito appeared to be standoffish and arrogant. Perhaps it's just because he is in a new school, but he really should learn some respect!
A/N: Hello fellow readers! Thanks for taking the time to read my first chapter. Yes, I know, Mito? Couldn't I come up with a better name? Well… not really. Mito = mitochondria… Mito for short… Anyways, I am going to be very slow at updating, so I apologize in advance. I am working on my master's thesis right now sooooo…. Yeah. As for my other Gohan Videl romance, I will complete it, I promise. I just had to get my thoughts down on paper for this next fic. Anyways, hope you like. Please review and thank you!