Here's the Remake!

Bold Italics - Flashbacks

Bold - Visions

Italics - telepathic communication

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My name is Videl Satan and I am the eldest daughter of Hercules and Megan Satan. When I was 12, my mother left with my little sister, Amora. It was right after the Cell games and father had said that he 'defeated' Cell. Obviously, father hadn't believed that he was the cause so father immediately blamed me, not that I blamed him. It was all my fault. Ever since they left father has been nothing but verbally abusive. Whether it was telling me how I was a disappointment or telling me directly that it should have been me.

I remember when my mother finally returned home. It was the worst birthday I had ever experienced.

Flashback

Well, it looks like another solo birthday I thought to myself. Ever since mommy left with Amor, daddy has been so mean. It was raining today and it seemed to completely represent my emotion. It's my fault mommy left. I looked out the window and saw a car pull up. Out stepped a Woman and a small child in her hand. I looked it disbelief. Mommy was back! I ran downstairs and went to dad's office.

"Daddy! Mommy's back! She's outside right now!" I said excitedly. He scowled at me and I faltered. I bowed my head in shame realizing that I had disturbed him.

"Videl I told you never to- wait did you say that your mother returned?" He stared at me. I nodded slowly and kept my eyes at the ground. Suddenly I felt myself being lifted into the air and being carried dragged to the front door. Father placed me behind him and yanked the door opened. In the doorway was mother with her hand raised to the door. I couldn't help but gasp at the little girl next to her. Amora looked like the female version of… I shook my head I couldn't think about him anymore. I looked back at mother. She was smiling at me. I couldn't help the tears that escaped.

"Oka-san" I whispered. She approached me slowly. I raised my arms to hug her when she slapped me. I heard Amora and father gasp in shock. My tears began to flow freely in pain.

"Who gave the right to call me Oka-san? As if I would ever acknowledge you as my daughter! You are nothing but a murderer! A Murderer!" She sneered at me. I began sobbing a little.

"But Okay-" She hit me with her purse. I felt my entire body being thrown to the ground.

"You will never call me Oka-san in private! Only Ma'am and Mistress. Only in public parties may you call me Oka-san. To me, you are not my daughter, but according to the public you are and I have an image to uphold." I nodded silently and glanced at Amora. Mother had walked away with father leaving us the only two at the doorway. She walked over to me and placed a hand on my cheek. I felt warmth seeping from her hand.

"Are you okay Onee-can?" She asked. Her voice was soft and melodic. I smiled at her.

"I'll be fine… you know that I'm your sister?" I asked. She nodded slightly.

"Mhmm. Oka-san would tell me stories about you and Onii-chan and the fun you would have." I froze when I heard her say Onii-chan. I haven't talked about him ever. No one did, not even the media.

"Really?" I asked my voice low.

"Hai. But when I ask more about you, Oka-san would get angry. She would hit me and say never to ask questions about you. So I stopped. But Oka-san would still punish me sometimes." I stared at her in despair. Mother was a monster. I sat up and pulled Amora close to me.

"I promise that mother will never EVER punish you again. As long as I am around. We are a proud race of Saiyans that shall not be like sheep." I whispered in her ear. I took her to the guest room and placed her on the bed. I stared at her and I promised myself I would take care of her.

End of Flashback

Mother had decided leave again after being home for a couple of months, leaving Amora with us. It seemed she passed her abusiveness to father. None of us were spared from his wrath. Luckily I was able to heal the both of us. The month after mother and Amora returned I had learned that I had prophetess powers. It had made mother hate me even more. Apparently Grandmother, back on planet Vegeta, had been the royal prophetess and the powers would be passed on to the next generation. Mother was skipped due to her impure heart. As mother left for the second time, she

swore she would return by my 18th birthday. Just the thought of her return brought me nightmares. I began planning for Amora and me to be able to escape when the time was just right. That time was definitely now.

I was currently sitting alone in class. Rather than having my normal attire, I switched for something else. (Link: polyvore. (c o m )/ cgi/ set?id=185594656). I know it seemed a little dark, but I found that it represented how my life seemed perfectly. 2 Months ago, my ex-best friends Erasa and Sharpner ditched me to hang with our not-so-new-anymore kids Gohan Son, Mirai Briefs, and Lime Son. (A/N: As you know Lime is Gohan's adopted sister) I didn't really know them really well to like them, they, on the other hand, despised me with a great passion and I really couldn't blame them. I had stalked them pretty much the entire first week they came to school. So they had no reason to actually like me especially when I was always so persistent in knowing all their secrets. I gave up when I realized what they were. That didn't mean that they decided to give me a chance. Instead, they ended up taking my only real friends and glaring at me whenever they got the chance.

Anyway back to the mission at hand. I was sitting in the back of class alone, writing out scenarios in which Amora and I could escape into the safe house that I bought. We didn't have a lot of time; my 18th birthday was in 2 months. It had to be now. I continued to write out the possibilities, scratching out errors that would lead us to get caught. Suddenly, I felt a shadow over me. I looked up and flinched. It was Gohan…Gohan probably hates me the most, which kinda sucks since he's my life mate. I can't help but feel my heart break every time I see him glaring at me. The thought that he hates me hurts me every day. I didn't realize that I zoned out staring at Gohan until he cleared his throat. I snapped out of it and noticed him glaring, as usual.

"C-can I h-help you?" I berated myself for stuttering a bit. If possible, his glare intensified as he sat down next to me.

"The professor assigned us as partners," He said in disgust, as if working with me was the worst thing that could ever happen.

"I can ask her if we could work independently if you want," I whispered looking down. He growled a bit in frustration.

"Don't you think I didn't already requested that? Apparently, though, we have to 'get along and work together.'" He raised quotation marks around the phrase. "So here's the deal. We're going to do this project and you're going to keep your little nosy personality in a locked chest." I flushed in anger. "And we are going to finish this damn project and go back to ignoring each other. Understand?!" He hissed at me. I kept quiet looking down at the ground trying to control my anger. He grabbed my chin and yanked it upwards so that I was looking into his onyx eyes. I suddenly had a vision.

Gohan had me pinned to a wall and he was nipping at my neck. He smirked at me and whispered into my ear dirty nothings. My cheeks heated up as I blushed. He dropped me to the floor and climbed on top of me. He shifted a bit and raised his head so that it was in the crook of my neck. I felt his breath on my shoulder when-

I gasped and jerked away from Gohan. He raised an eyebrow at me and I squeaked and slid my chair farther away from him. He rolled his eyes and rose to go back to his original seat. I called out his name. He looked surprised when he turned back towards me. I quickly realized what I did and looked back down.

"Ano….You never told me what the project was." I said quietly. He looked at me in disbelief.

"Weren't you listening at all?" He asked. I shook my head. He sighed and stared straight into my eyes. His eyes were so captivating that I couldn't look away.

"We have to present a type of art. We were assigned dancing" He turned back around and continued walking away. Dancing… I thought with excitement. I was finally going to perform for others again. I haven't really performed in a while. Father's abuse made me take time off from competitions to learn martial arts so I could protect up Amora and I. Amora began requesting that I teach her how to dance so I did. She got really good at it quickly. I then, secretly open a dance studio last year and taught classes. I would help them prepare for dance competitions, last year we had two students get second place in hip hop and Ballet.

I named the Studio Amore, after Amora. It was located in West City. Originally the studio would open at 3, but one day when I went to go open it, the three of them, Gohan, Mirai, and Lime, thought I was stalking them and Lime attacked me verbally. Gohan told her to back off and then proceeded to threaten me if I ever followed them again. I was so scared that I ran ahead to the studio and hit there, forgetting to open it. Now, the studio opened at 1, so after lunch, I would skip my last class and go open up, easily avoiding them. Lucky for me, my professor in that class had a daughter who was a member of my studio. She would arrange it so that when she dropped off her kid, she would bring me the notes and homework.

BRRRRIIIINNNGGG

I was so caught up in my thoughts that I fell off my chair when the bell rang. I quickly recovered and bolted out of the room to the roof. I quickly threw my jet capsule and climbed into my jet copter. I kept trying to start it, hoping to be gone before they arrive. Just when I got it started the door opened. I quickly attempted to fly out when Lime's snarky voice reached my ears. I turned towards her.

"Well, Well, Well. It seems as though Ms. Videl Satan is skipping. What do you think you're too good for school?" She sneered. I felt a hand grab my hand and turn off the engine. I turned my head and saw Gohan.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?! I'm not going to fail this project just because you feel that school isn't important right now. We're supposed to be working on it today" He growled at me. I shivered, my mind going back to my vision. I snapped myself out of it and yanked my arm back.

"You don't control me Gohan" I muttered. I reached into my bag and pulled out the studio's business card. I handed it to him.

"What the hell is this?" He questioned. I started my engine.

"It's the address of a dance studio. After school go to this address and ask the lady in the front desk for studio 2. I'll wait for you there." I flew away to the direction of West City.