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"It's from another world!"
I looked up from my tea. Across from me sat Whis. He was apparently just hanging out while Beerus was off destroying some world that had offended him a millennia ago. He had brought some tea leaves with him, and I offered to brew him a cup, which got a cheery smile in return.
Now the blue skinned man and I sat in front of the little house in front of the Time Vault, drinking tea peacefully as he described how he had finally mastered the making of ice cream. Listening to that, it was hard to imagine the being capable of putting the smack down on every known creature in existence was sitting in front of me espousing the virtues of chocolate syrup rather than powder on ice cream.
The Supreme Kai of Time had appeared out of nowhere, gleefully staring at us. Trunks was just behind her, giving Whis a polite smile that was returned.
After a moment of thought, I answered by simply asking what she meant. Well, to be specific, I gave some variation of the word, 'huh?'
The Guardian of Time pouted like a small child. "The scrolls remember!? I found where the energy was coming from!"
As she placed a scroll on the small table, Trunks shook his head. "You won't believe this."
That one got a bit of surprise from me, and I put my full attention on the Kai. I asked what she'd found.
"The images we were getting!" She seemed to get more excited with every word. "It's from a world that has nothing to do with ours! Another Earth, but unlike ours in every way."
"Another universe?" Whis asked, intrigued. The Kai noticed him finally, blanching as she spun her head around. Whis smiled gently. "Lord Beerus is out destroying planets. I asked to simply sit and drink with his student in the meanwhile."
The Kai sighed in relief, then nodded, though she still gave me a little annoyed look. "Yes! A universe with its own Earth like ours, and humans too! But no Saiyans, Namekians, Majins, or any other races. The Earth is shaped completely different from ours, and they have their own history!"
I couldn't help but ask why she was so excited.
"Don't you get it!?" She waved her arms up and down, annoyed at how boneheaded I was being. "It's a whole other world, with new people, countries, and-"
"Foods?" Whis asked. His eyes sparkled, a wide smile sprouting on his face.
"Y-Yes, I suppose." She responded. She continued, turning serious. "Unfortunately, we can't tell when things will happen. All we have is a city, and a place inside it."
Trunks spoke next, taking a cookie off the table as he did. "As far as we can tell, whatever is happening with the scrolls definitely starts at a high school in the city. From there, the events branch out too much to track." He took a bite, his face comically full of cookie as spoke his next sentence. "This mission is unlike any other. We need to infiltrate that school, and track whoever is responsible from there. As far as I can tell, this world doesn't have any threats to us. They just seem like normal people. But if something there is threatening us, we need to find it."
I couldn't help but feel nervous. I asked Trunks what he wanted me to do. I mean, I was a warrior. I broke things with my bare fist. I wasn't an infiltration expert.
Trunks nodded. "We know. And that's why we want to ask some of the others for help."
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As Oishi, Trunks, and the Supreme Kai of Time discussed their plans, Whis continued to imagine just what kinds of foods the new world might offer.
Maybe Beerus and he should pay a visit? After all, as long as no one annoyed his master, this new world would be fine.
Whis blissfully sighed as he pictured the bevy of delicacies to come.
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"You want me to come along on a mission?" Gohan pointed at himself, looking confused.
"And me?" Bulma Briefs, from the universe where Androids 17 and 18 had taken over the world, and also my best friend's mom looked as confused as Gohan did.
I nodded in response to their questions. Trunks still looked really uncomfortable, but he sat next to me regardless. Videl was next to Gohan, her baby in her arms. Little Pan was looking around at us in interest, apparently fascinated with the color of Trunks and Bulma's hair, as well as the general appearance of TokiToki City.
"Why Gohan?" Videl scowled, looking at me. "He's a father now! It's dangerous for him to go on something like that!" Gohan chuckled nervously, but didn't disagree.
"And I'm not a fighter." Bulma reminded us. "I don't know what good I'd be for something like this."
I sighed. In truth, my usual plan when doing something like this was to take either fellow Time Patrollers or simulacrums. Simulacrums were fake versions of famous fighters that I could take with me on missions. The problem is, the other Time Patrollers were needed to defend Toki Toki City. And simulacrums were, well… dumb. They could only say canned lines to certain situations, and only use certain special attacks.
They were basically androids that could be sent along to help me in Parallel Quest, but were only good as meat shields. Which was disappointing when you stood shoulder to shoulder with the most powerful being in the universe, only to realize they were nothing more than distractions.
I explained this carefully, ending with the simple fact that what I needed wasn't dumb muscle, but intelligence.
Those weren't my words. The Kai had been the one to come up with the plan. I would have went with the simulacrums, and everything would have ended in disaster. Good thing someone smarter was there to help me plan this stuff.
"Well, what is the mission anyways?" Videl asked, calming down when she realized we weren't trying to strong arm anyone.
"It's pretty simple." Trunks explained. "You, Oishi, and mom go to this world, and lay low. You get jobs, a house, and infiltrate the school. From there, you try and find out anything unusual."
"Jobs?" Videl asked, suddenly seeming very interested.
"Well, for Gohan at least. We're going to hack the school and make up some papers so he can get a job as a teacher." Trunks looked at me. I couldn't help the annoyed look on my face. "Oishi is going as a student."
"Oh?" Bulma grinned. "Does that mean you'll have to call Gohan sensei?"
I politely reminded her that I already called Gohan sensei during our time training together, while trying to get the irritation out of my voice. She only chuckled. I sighed. After years of saving the world, I'd been dropped down to a kid in school. I was just young enough to look like just a slightly more mature student, making me the perfect one to infiltrate the students.
Never mind that it put me once more in the realm of homework. Hmmf. I, like many of my friends, get no respect.
"Anyways," Trunks continued. "This school is actually one of the best in the world. Kouh Academy teaches students at the college, and is very well funded. Teachers make a lot of money there."
Videl's eyes glittered at that. I knew she'd gotten a house from her father, but from the looks of it she didn't like the idea of getting charity like that.
"What's this world like anyways?" Gohan asked.
I sighed once more. Trunks gave me a frustrated look before turning to Gohan.
"It's actually a lot like ours. Just not as dangerous. No dinosaurs for example. And the only weapons they have are guns and bombs. Even the strongest of them couldn't put a scratch on most of us." Trunks rubbed his chin. "It's a human dominated world, with no other sentient species, as far as we can tell. They have books, movies, video games. Heroes, villians, wars."
Trunks jumped, waving his arms frantically. "N-Nothing on the scale we've encountered of course!"
"How do you know so much already?" Videl asked. Little Pan spun her arms, baby limbs reaching for the small robot walking past their table as she made baby noises. "Have you been there already Trunks?"
"No." Trunks shook his head. "But the Supreme Kai of Time has the ability to sense information of different time periods. Nothing really specific, which is why she has me research, but she can tell general information."
"That's convenient." Bulma said. She leaned forward, resting her head in a hand. "And how are you expecting to get a house and hack the computers in this new world?" She smirked at the chagrined looks on our faces. "Well well, guess you wanted your mom to handle it, huh?" She said with a significant look at Trunks.
"You don't have to word it that way." Trunks said with another sigh as I nodded emphatically next to him.
"And what about my dad and Vegeta?" Gohan asked next. "You don't want to bring them along?"
At that I shook my head. I admitted that one reason was that they would be best served defending this realm from whatever was coming next. However, the other reason was that I was hoping the next time I saw them, I'd be able to take them on in their Super Saiyan God Super Saiyan Forms.
At that, I got a sigh from Videl and Bulma, and a small smile of understanding from Trunks and Gohan.
Leave it to my fellow warriors to understand. Saving the world was all well and good. But the best part of fighting was finding new limits to surpass. From the moment Raditz had nearly killed me, I'd soaked myself in blood and sweat, broken bones and fought monsters to reach a level of strength beyond any human in history. And now, I had something new to reach. There was no way I could respect myself if I didn't do my best to match Goku and Vegeta at their strongest.
Hopefully, I said as I crossed my arms thoughtfully, I'd be able to get some training in while dealing with this homework stuff.
I tried not to let the pitying looks I got from Bulma and Videl bother me.
"Well I'm going too." We all looked at Videl. She smiled, lifting Pan up, who giggled and clapped at the attention she was getting. "And so is Pan!"
"Videl?" Gohan asked, surprised and shocked.
"Oh come on, you expect me to live a whole world away from you?"
I reminded her that it was technically a whole universe away.
"Oh, like that makes it any better!" Videl smiled. "Besides, I'd like a job too. This way we can work together."
"But who will defend the Earth in our time?" Gohan asked. For a moment I couldn't help but imagine the couples Saiyaman outfits superimposed over their bodies. Luckily for them…
"We uh…" Trunks coughed. "We have an idea for that." He smiled. "We have someone who's agreed to take over on your behalf in return for some payment. I'm sure we can find someone to help Videl as well. Would you like us to try to find a babysitter to come along as well?"
"Nah." Bulma reached out and took Pan in her arms. The baby laughed giddily, reaching out to grab at Bulma's blue hair, staring at it in fascination. "I can take care of her while you go to work. It's been awhile since Trunks was a baby, I'd love to take care of Pan."
We all shared a look. Finally I nodded my head.
Just like that, the team was made. All that was needed was for us to enter the new world.
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I stared at the scroll in my hand, then at the young man standing before me. He wore baggy white pants and a black vest, his hair black and purple. No one looking at the small child in front of me would have realized just how strong he was. As a former student of his, I knew full well just how much power was held in the small warrior.
"You guys ready!?" Gotenks asked in that strange dual voice all the fusion forms used.
"One sec!" Bulma called. The sound of a capsule collapsing echoed in the Time Vault before the older woman came over, a small pack on her back. "Man, this reminds me of the old days. All I need is a tiny Goku following me around and protecting me again." She noticed me looking at her and smiled, reaching forward to ruffle my spiky hair. "Eh, a bit tall. But I guess you'll do. Protect me okay?"
I blushed just a bit as she stared into my eyes, turning my head away. No matter the universe, Bulma was an attractive woman. I looked away before Trunks could see me blushing, but not before Bulma could, which got a chuckle out of her.
"How about you guys?" Gohan asked his brother/friend. "You remember how to do this?"
Gotenks scoffed, swiping his nose confidently and giving Gohan a thumbs up. "Piece of cake! Not a problem for the great Gotenks!"
"Well he doesn't lack for confidence." Videl said wryly. Like the rest of us, she had a backpack, with the addition of carrying Pan close to her.
"In this case it's justified." The Supreme Kai of Time walked in, followed by Trunks. "With the power of the scroll to guide him, the Dimension Cannon will be able to cut a hole between our universe and the next."
"Just like when we had to follow Buu!" Gotenks said, turning his head towards the voice. He stopped at the sight of the Supreme Kai of Time. He stared, jaw-dropping in shock.
She noticed him staring and blinked. "What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"
The young warrior stuttered, hurriedly turning away. "N-Nothing! Lets do this!"
We all yelped when Gotenks burst into Super Saiyan 3 with no warning, sending us back a step. Pan clapped her small hands with joy as the massive ki filled the room.
Gotenks turned towards us, then stiffened. He turned back to the Kai, trying his best to act his usual boisterous self. "Watch this okay!? It's not every day you can watch the great me do something like this!"
The Supreme Kai, Gohan, and me all cocked our heads, trying to figure out what was going on with Gotenks. Videl and Bulma were giggling in the background, while Trunks stared at the warrior that was half him and turned pale for some reason.
"Come on Oishi!" Gotenks crowed. "Throw the scroll!"
I shrugged, then chucked it. The scroll burst open, releasing a burst of magic as it revealed the small city of Kouh. Gotenks released a shout, a beam of energy projecting from his mouth that slams into the magic. With a roar of power, a portal opens, revealing the skies above the city.
"Lets go!" Gohan calls out, he and Videl floating in with the bags on.
"Bye sweetie!" Bulma calls, kissing Trunks on his cheek. "Make mommy proud okay!" She turns to Gotenks as well and gives him a kiss on the cheek as well, leaving the pint-sized battler sputtering. "And I know I'm not technically your mom, but you two be good also!" She winks as Gotenks rubs at his cheek furiously.
I give Trunks, Gotenks and the Kai a wave, then pick up Bulma and dive into the portal.
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Issei was floating on air for the whole day. He ignored the jealous ranting of the other members of the perverted trio, Matsuda and Motohama, who bemoaned the fact he'd gotten a date with a ridiculously cute girl even as they begged him to tell them his secret. He ignored the teachers throwing pieces of chalk at his head when he refused to pay attention in class. He even ignored the sight of three people flying down to land on the school grounds, walking right past them.
He was in the time of his youth after all! He had a beautiful girl waiting for him!
The young pervert with a heart of gold sighed happily as he pictured Yuuma.
Life was looking up!
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Rias Gremory sighed just a bit. Watching Issei's happiness was painful. Anyone could see how head over heels the poor boy was over Yuuma. And all for nothing. She would be glad to be rid of the girl when the time came.
For now, she turned away from the love-struck lad and entered her first class for the day. She gave a smile to her friend and comrade Akeno, as she sat down for class, getting a similar bright smile in return. The redhead and brunette always sat next to each other. This was helped by the fact certain students loved seeing the two beauties side by side, complimenting and contrasting with each other.
The leader of the pair known as the Great Onee-samas looked up as the teacher entered, only to blink when she saw it was an entirely different man from yesterday, and he was standing next to a male student.
The new teacher wore thick glasses, and a simple suit. Neither of these things hid that he was very fit. Maybe he'd practiced sports in university? He was very young for a teacher. He smiled as the students filed in, and the head student gave the call for everyone to sit.
The teacher spoke as Rias took her seat. "Hello everyone! My name is Son Gohan. I'm substituting for the month." A student raised her hand, and Gohan nodded to her.
"What happened to him?" The young girl asked curiously.
Gohan's smile widened. "He won a cruise across the world." Gohan chuckled as several turned to each to each other and talked excitedly about that. "And he didn't even enter apparently! Lucky him right?"
Gohan nodded to the student next to him. "And this is apparently a day for new faces. You're a transfer?"
Rias turned her eyes to the student. Like the new teacher, he clearly a very fit young man, wearing the school uniform. An average face, average height, and a small scar on his left cheek, with hair pointed in downward spikes. He bowed politely. When he rose back, Rias found herself meeting eyes with him, then with Gohan.
Then she shrugged. Seemed to be a rather normal pair.
Gohan took attendance with a small smile, as the young student took his seat. When he was done, he turned to the board. "Let's begin with the lesson. I know your teacher had you in the middle of some new equations that can be a bit tough if you aren't used to them, so I'd like to over some tricks I use to…"
As Rias found herself truly interested in mathematics like never before, she realized she still didn't know the new students name.
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Gohan couldn't help the smile on his face as he began to teach the class, answering questions and asking a few of his own as he went. He made sure to ignore Oishi, as the Future Warrior was about as good at math as… well, his dad and brother actually.
Still, he didn't let his enjoyment of teaching his first class keep from doing his work.
It had taken all of five minutes for the Bulma from the future to enter their fake paperwork, using an advanced AI to create a paper trail for all of them going back decades. They hadn't taken any time to rest. First, they made sure two of the teachers from Kouh Academy were sent out on a very expensive cruise. It was a real one as well, though neither had actually entered the contest.
From there, Bulma put Gohan and Videl on the short list of candidates for substitutes. With the suddenness of the originals teacher's departures, and Gohan and Videl's availability, they were a shoe-in for the positions.
And so, Gohan was now teaching second year maths, and Videl would be coaching the Kenpo team. At least for the next month, they had their covers.
In truth, the whole thing had him feeling nervous. It didn't feel right, using Bulma's hacking skills to give himself a job like this.
It helped to remind himself that he had a job to do. With that in mind, Gohan panned his eyes across the classroom. As he did, the glasses on his face worked. A scouter was built into the thick frame, which marked off the power levels of the students using the more advanced system Bulma had created. That said, one couldn't fit the full capabilities of a scouter in a simple pair of glasses without making them truly conspicuous.
So the trade-off was that while the glasses were transmitting their data back home, Gohan couldn't see it displayed. But even if they had to wait, this allowed him to covertly find out who the power players in the school were, so they could investigate further.
Even so, Gohan wasn't without his own sensing abilities. Magic, that sense of ancient power, filled the air of the school like a strong scent. It was especially strong around certain groups of students. However Gohan and Oishi, despite their battle against magical being before, were not capable of truly tracking magic like they could ki.
So, they had to depend on the scouters.
In the meantime, Gohan continued to teach a class of young students, a sight that would have left Chichi bursting with pride.
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At the same time, Videl was slowly resisting the urge to strangle someone. As the substitute for the female coach, she was teaching the 2nd and 3rd year girls in her class volleyball. Unfortunately, several boys at the other side of the gym seemed to take it as a chance to ogle the girls in their gym clothes.
More specifically, two of them.
"Damn perverts." Videl growled. She managed a smile at one of the girls, a tall student by the name of Tsubaki Shinra, using her height to spike the ball into the ground like a missile. "Atta girl! Good jump!"
Tsubaki nodded grimly, her face set in a focused frown as she prepared to strike once more.
"Huh. Got to love the intensity on that girl." Videl's good mood was shattered when she heard yet another perverted giggle, and felt the urge to once more strangle someone.
Matsuda, a bald-headed kid who was plainly taking phots with his phone, trying to get the best angles as the girls jumped around with the bloomers. Next to him was Motohama, a glasses wearing pervert who kept on muttering measurements as he stared.
The woman sometimes known as the Great Saiyawoman breathed deep, trying to remind herself to keep control. They couldn't just strangle students for being pervs after all! She just had to get through this last bit of time, then she could go home to Pan, maybe get some training in-
At that moment, Motohama made a mistake. As his eyes spanned over the room, gleefully taking in the females before, he sighted Videl. His tireless sight zoomed in on her, not knowing that a woman in control of ki was more than capable of hearing things others couldn't.
Three sets of numbers as he ran his eyes up and down her body. That's all it was. And suddenly Videl was calm. She took the pen attached to her clipboard and snapped it, her thoughts moving slowly, peacefully. Motohama released a perverted giggle once more, unknowing of how short his life truly was. Matsuda slowly turned the camera phone in his hand, a gleeful look on his face as he slowly turned it towards Videl-
The sound of plastic cracking filled the gym as two girlish screams cried out. Everyone in the gym turned to see Motohama and Matsuda passed out on the floor next to two pencils, large bumps throbbing on their foreheads as they twitched. Matsuda's cell phone lay next him, a pile of silicone and metal now.
"What the hell?" The male gym teacher yelled, startled. "What happened to the Perverted Trio!?"
"Actually sir, Ise is okay!" A male student called, pointing at the still love struck kid.
The male teacher blinked at the sight of Issei standing peacefully nearby, then shrugged. "Okay then, the Perverted Duo! Someone call a nurse!"
Videl blushed, raising a hand to her cheek. 'Uh oh. Lost my temper I guess.'
The thought had no guilt behind it.
And yet, even as the other students gathered around the knocked out perverts, three of them glanced at Videl.
Yuuto Kiba frowned. 'Fast.' One move, done so quick no human eye could have noticed. And both pencils landed exactly where aimed, even taking out Matsuda's phone. No normal human could have done that.
Sona Sitri stood next to Tsukabi, still regal despite the other girl's height advantage. "You saw it as well?"
"Yes Kaichou." Tsubaki said. She watched as Videl chuckled nervously while the male gym teacher asked her if she'd seen what happened. "Should we speak with her?"
"…Not yet." The Class President of Kouh Academy turned away from Videl. "Let's find out how she got hired without my approval first."
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"I hope Pan wasn't any trouble." Gohan said as Bulma handed his daughter to him.
"She's a quarter Saiyan remember?" Bulma chuckled. "I know Saiyans, Gohan. As long as she had food and a good fight to watch, she was happy."
"Fight?" Videl asked as she and Oishi entered the house, putting down their bags.
"Oh yeah." Bulma nodded towards the TV. On it a bunch of girls in extremely brief schoolgirl outfits were engaged in combat with a big monster.
"Huh." Videl, apparently not knowing how to feel about that, starting putting away her grocery bags on the table.
"So how was your first day guys?" Bulma asked brightly.
Videl grinned. "It was great! The girls I'm teaching seemed to like me. And I had fun teaching the Kenpo class some moves." She scowled just a bit. "Though I had some trouble with two pervs." The scowl turned into a very dark smile. "Took care of them though."
"I had fun too." Gohan said as he put away groceries alongside Oishi. "I think my students learned a bit from me, and the other teachers were nice." He turned to face Bulma fully. "Did anyone bother you while we were out?" Gohan asked.
"Nope." Bulma grinned. "Making a capsule house so far out in the woods is working so far." She pouted. "But you guys need to take me shopping soon!"
The mood shifted just a bit as her playful pout turned into something a bit sadder. "It's been a while since I've been in a normal city. It'd be nice to just go out and have a good time."
That last comment caused Gohan and Oishi to share a glance. Sometimes it was tough to remember that this Bulma was different from the one in their own timeline. That she'd lived under the rule of two lunatic robots that turned the planet into a slaughterhouse.
Oishi nodded at Gohan, who turned to Bulma.
"Actually," The Savior of the world/school teacher said. "Oishi needs to go get some clothes of his own. All he has is his battle gear and the uniform he was given, and he might need something for casual use."
"Really!?" Bulma brightened just a bit, looking over at the Future Warrior. She frowned suddenly. "But wait. We still need to look over the data you got from the scouters."
Gohan waved his hand dismissively. "It's fine! Don't worry about it! Me and Videl can handle that. Besides, I need to go over the classwork I have prepared for tomorrow. Oishi wants to go, right man?"
Oishi nodded, smiling just a bit. The smile faded when Gohan's next words registered.
"Yeah, he might need some help choosing some outfits." Gohan said with an innocent laugh.
Oishi gave his fellow fighter a horrified look, head moving to shake as he realized what he was in for.
"Awesome!" The older woman grabbed Oishi's arm, pulling him towards the front door. "Don't worry kid! We're going to have the ladies crawling over you when I'm done."
The most powerful Time Patroller in existence found himself dragged away by a woman half his size, her grip somehow over-powering him. Oishi had enough time to give Videl and Gohan a scared look, and the door slammed on his face.
"I hope they have a good time." Gohan said obliviously.
"Well one of them will at least." Videl responded, teasing Pan in her arms. "Come on sweetie." She said to the small child. "We need to let Daddy handle his work."
"H-Harsh Videl." Gohan stuttered. "You're going to leave me all this?"
"That depends." Videl gave her husband a knowing look. "Are you planning to change diapers?"
"Welp, goingtogocheckthatdataloveyoubye!"
She laughed, kissing her daughter as Gohan ran like any sane man would. "Well sweetie, I guess there somethings even Saiyans won't fight."
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An hour after I'd used Instant Transmission to teleport us into the town, I was carrying a huge stack of bags and boxes as I followed Bulma. She'd wasted no time in finding a map around the shopping center, coming with a plan, and following it with ruthless efficiency.
She was a genius after all.
Of course, she'd figured out what Gohan and I had been doing from the start. That we wanted her to have a good time. She didn't need our pity, and I knew it. We both did. She was a woman who had used her skills to save her world in the end after all.
More importantly she was my friend's mom, and a woman who'd put her talents to the grinding wheel to defend the Earth over and over again.
Going on a shopping trip with her was just my way of saying how amazing I thought she was, and worth doing in the end.
Or at least, I kept telling myself that as we continued to add to the large pile in my hands.
She put me in dozens of different outfits, having me try on shirts that even my enhanced senses couldn't see any differences between, before declaring one of them perfect.
She'd also gotten a lot of pleasure out of teasing me. I don't know where she managed to find some of them, but she'd found tons of dresses that… well, I wasn't the only person who found it hard not to stare. I swear, even when fighting Nouva Shenron (Who lit me on fire!) I'd never felt my cheeks get as hot as they did while Bulma showed off how little time had affected her figure.
Sometimes I really did understand Master Roshi.
She put away her clothes from home in a bag, choosing to wear a red shirt that contrasted well with her hair, black denim jeans, and purple high heels. I was forced to put away my school uniform, and told to wear a gray shirt that felt as thin as paper, black pants that were way too tight in the crotch to be safe in a fight, and a pair of white sneakers so shiny they'd be useless for sneaking of any kind. Why even call them sneakers if they could be seen from the moon?
I missed my Gogeta armor. Open vest, loose fitting pants, comfy and sturdy boots. So great for fighting in.
Bulma seemed satisfied with my new outfit though, so I rolled with it.
Finally, after tenth or hundredth store, we took a break. I looked at the pile of clothes and miscellaneous items that sat next to us as we rested on a bench with some ice cream.
I realized something, and asked Bulma how she'd paid for everything.
She gave a smirk that reminded me a lot of Vegeta. "Oh yeah. Didn't I tell you?" She lifted up a simple credit card. "I hacked the accounts of a bunch of politicians and crooks while you guys were in school being superspies." She let out the laugh of an aristocrat, haughty and proud. "Let's just say while you were learning pi, I was putting bad guys in a serious bind with their funds."
I smiled at that. Then I politely informed her I didn't have any cooking classes, so I hadn't made pie at all.
The blue haired genius gave me a pitying look and patted me on the head. "Oh sweetie. No room in that for anything but punching is there?"
She grinned at the affronted look I gave her. "Ah, don't worry kid. You'll be all right." Bulma rose up, swallowing the last of her ice cream. "Now, let's go finish up!"
I groaned just a bit, and turned to grab the pile. We walked for a few more minutes, making my load a bit heavier. We had been back at it for a while when I felt it.
On the edge of my sense. It was weak, barely worth noticing on my own world. No one on my world would have noticed it at all. None but three.
Goku. Vegeta. And me. The three people trained by Beerus or Whis to utilize this intense energy in our attacks, and to obtain new levels of power.
I turned to Bulma. I told her very quickly about what was happening, that I sensed 'divine' ki in the distance, and that I was going to check it out.
"What are you waiting for?" She grabbed the pile out of my hands like they were weightless. "Get going!"
One hand motion, and I was gone.
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Transporting is always disorientating when you appear somewhere new.
That's why I couldn't save the kid.
I had only a moment to try and figure out what was happening. In that moment, a beautiful girl with long black hair, wearing a pretty dress and smiling cheerily, slammed a spear of light into his stomach as her black wings flared around them.
I ran forward, horror filling me as he spat blood. When he fell towards the ground, I managed to catch him. I gently held him, trying to figure out what to do.
It's the most helpless I can remember being. This wasn't like Raditz, with his overwhelming power when I first started out. It wasn't like Buu, who had smashed my previous ideas of power apart. It wasn't even like Beerus or Whis, ignoring every blow and leaving every 'victory' bittersweet.
This wasn't an enemy I fight. It was death coming to an innocent youth, with no way of stopping it. Nothing heals a hole through the chest except the Dragon Balls.
And so I held him. I told him how sorry I was for being late, that I was there for him, anything I could to help. I held back a laugh when he managed to choke out he'd have liked it a lot better if I'd been a girl, and tried to apologize for not being cuter.
Finally, I lay him back. He was still breathing, but not for long. His heart, right lung, portions of his spine, and ribs were ground meat. I stared at him, breathing softly, and thinking.
"How sweet." I looked up at the girl, who was smirking proudly. "I have to say, it's really nice of you to try and comfort him like that." She let out a dramatic sigh, flipping her hair back. "Still, a normal human can't see something like this and expect to live."
Her face took on a monstrous sneer as another spear appeared in her hand, and I felt my eyebrows rise at the feel of divine ki once more. She threw the spear almost lazily, aiming at my center mass.
And just like that, I was even more disappointed. No wonder I hadn't been able to track her ki before she'd attacked. Even when creating a construct out of it, she had so little power I could only barely feel it.
Damnit. Seconds sooner and the kid would have been alive.
It was with that thought that rage filled me. When the spear was seconds from me, I slapped it away. It shattered apart with ease.
The girl stared at me, shocked. "W-What!?"
I sighed, rising to my full height, then cracked my neck. I told her very plainly that even with she'd done, she get a courtesy surrender. If she gave up now, all I would do was ask her questions. If she didn't however…
She scoffed. "Please!" She raised her arms, and two more spears appeared in her hands. "You think you can fight a Fallen Angel!?"
As she cried the last, her pretty clothing shredded, leaving her nude. She grew taller, and looked less like teenage girl and more like a grown woman her eyes narrowing. Black strips of leather appeared to cover her modesty while still show way too much skin, and her shoulders were now protected by strange shoulder pads.
"Come human!" Her voice was lower now, seductive. "Face your death!"
Among my masters are Beerus, Vegeta, Piccolo, and Android 18. The best in the universe at the art of the confident smirk. I channeled a bit of that as I stared at the so-called angel across from me.
In the words of my masters. Bring it.
She launched her attack. The two spear of semi-divine ki flew at me like sniper bullets, screaming through the air.
I held my hand out, and cried out as I released my attack. The Gravity Impact, a skill that released a short range blast of green ki to hit close range opponents and stop long range attacks. The brief shield sprouted moments before the spears could hit me, shattering them.
The fallen didn't let that stop her, instead taking to the air and launching a hailstorm of spears, saturating the area around me until asphalt was turned to gravel, and tress into splinters. She laughed maniacally, pointed teeth glittering, having turned the area around me into a cloud of choking dust.
So when I came flying out of the black cloud she'd created, I had the best look of her shocked face. My shirt, already as thin as paper, had been shredded in the assault, leaving me in tatters. Other than that and some light damage, I actually felt pretty good.
"W-What!?" The fallen screamed as she peddled back, her spears coming faster. I parried them all with my bare hand soaked in ki while coming at her with a grin on my face so wide it hurt. "N-No!"
She wailed as I came close, closing her eyes against the impact. For a moment, she stayed like that, simply waiting. When none came, she creaked an eye open. No one in front of her. Her eyes snapped open, and she looked around, trying to spot me.
Seeing the look her face when I tapped her left shoulder from behind was priceless. She turned slightly, just enough that I had a clear spot to flick her forehead.
She screamed as the blow sent her flying like a cannon, slamming into the pool nearby.
Frieza was right, it is fun to fight weaker opponents at times.
I floated down about ten meters away from her, watching as she rose to her feet, spitting out water and cursing.
"You filthy human!" She cried out. "How dared you touch the divine!?" She created a pair of spears once more, spinning them in her hands. "I'll turn you into a pincushion."
I got into my stance, ready for next move. I couldn't help my smile as I prepared to take the murderous Angel down.
Then I felt it. Magic, coming from behind me, near the kid's body. The Fallen's eyes widened at whatever was behind me, then narrowed as she scowled. "Damn it!"
Her eyes narrowed on me. "Just wait! I'll turn you to dust when next we meet!"
She teleported in a burst of divine ki.
I scowled just a bit, annoyed at the enemy running away. I'd find her again soon, and kill her where she stood. I turned to look behind me, curious as to why she ran. My eyebrow raised at what I was seeing.
Two students from the Kouh Academy. Popular ones no less, looked up to by the rest of the campus as the Two Great Onee-samas.
Rias Gremory knelt next the kid, looking at him half-sad, half-thoughtful. Her friend and fellow Onee-sama, one Akeno Himejima stood by, watching her friend.
"From now on, you will live for me." I heard her say. I thought about what I knew of the two of them.
I hadn't memorized their names on purpose. For some reason some of the students had a habit of chanting the girl's names, so I couldn't help but remember them. They were pretty, Rias was a foreigner to this nation, and every single man on campus seemed to be obsessed with them.
In other words, I knew nothing about them.
I managed a hesitant call of Rias' name, completely lost on what she was doing there. She looked up, and smiled.
"Oh! You're the new student from earlier today." She bowed. "Thank you for protecting the newest member of my peerage."
Such an innocent thing to say. But we all knew the truth. If they'd seen even a bit of what I could do, my cover was blown. And the magic I could feel lingering in the air told me they knew something about what had happened.
I frowned. I reminded her that the kid was almost surely going to die, and that we should probably get the authorities to let his family know about this.
Rias and Akeno shared an amused look. The redhead shook her head. "Don't worry. To one like me…" She raised something in her hand. "Death is a small issue."
My eyes widened as I stared at the red pawn pieces in her hand, eight in all. My mind flashed back to the scrolls, the image of a chess set glowing red.
I asked her what she was going to do.
She smiled. "I'm going to save Ise, and make him a member of my Peerage." She didn't say anything else. She just stared at me, as though I was going to stop her for some reason.
I was just glad they had something similar to senzu beans in this universe. They must have been something amazing if they could heal a hole through someone's body.
I nodded my head and told her to go for it.
Both Akeno and Rias gave me a startled look, before both smiled. The redhead leaned over the kid, Ise apparently, and began to chant. As she speaks, a red aura of magical power surrounds her
"I order, in my name Rias Gremory. You, Issei Hyoudou. I, resurrect you back to this soil as my servant,"
Wait what?
"And have you reborn as a Devil."
What!?
"You, my [Pawn], be delighted with your new life!" The eight pieces glowed and entered Ise's chest before I could take a step forward.
Oh boy. I just let the kid get turned into a devils slave.
Trunks is going to be pissed.
As I stared at them, trying to figure out how I'd let this happen, and Akeno looked at me. Her smile turned into something rather sly.
"Oh my Oishi-kun. It seems your fight got very interesting." She was staring at my chest for some reason.
Oh right. I looked down and noted my ruined clothing. I sighed as I grabbed my now useless shirt and ripped it off. When I looked up, Rias and Akeno were looking at me with different levels of interest.
"Not a scratch on you." Rias frowned, looking up to meet my eyes. "What are you?"
I stared back at her. I needed answers. And now, so did she. I looked at Ise, who had gone from pale and shivery, to calmly sleeping.
"Oppai…" He whispered in his sleep. Akeno giggled at that, before looking at Rias once more.
I decided to go with the truth. I told her I was fighter, and that all I wanted was to save my world and find out as much as I could about the woman I'd been fighting.
"Oh?" Rias cocked her head. "A fighter you say?" She smiled just a bit. "Well then. Let's have a meeting later, shall we?" A circle of symbols came to life around her, Akeno, and Issei. "We can learn about each other."
Akeno waved. "Later Muscles-kun!"
I made no move to stop them. I'm not sure they understood the danger they'd been in. If I wanted to, I could have followed as well. Now that I had 'tasted' it, I could sense their ki somewhere in the city. One Instant Transmission would have let me find them, fight, and take back Issei.
In the end, I went back home.
Goku, Vegeta, Gohan, and Gotenks, my Saiyan masters, all taught me that the one thing a fighter must learn to trust is their instincts. Never take them for granted.
And mine told me that if I wanted to understand this world, Rias would be my way in.
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Author's Note: I imagine there are some decisions in this chapter that pissed people off. If so, my bad. I'm writing this have fun, and don't wish to make ya'll mad.
Regardless, I had fun writing this chapter. I thought about having Oishi simply smash Raynare apart, but she's really Issei's problem if you think about it.
That said, a lot of stuff is going down a lot faster in this universe than canon.
I can't wait to introduce Asia though. She's so cute man! A top contender for cutest character in fiction, right there with Hinata and Goten.
Anyways. There was some foreshadowing on some shit going down later in this story. Hope you guys noticed it.
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