Chapter 1- Public Schooling (I DO NOT OWN DBZ!!!)
A 21 year old Jason-San awoke from his slumber in the mountain 435 area, which was at least 100 miles away from a city in every direction, which was the way he preferred it. In his training matters, 2 years ago he transformed to the ascended Super Sayajin, or SSJ2. A week ago he unlocked the power draining SSJ3 but can barely hold it for 5 minutes at the most. The past 4 years had been very lonely for Jason-San. After the death of Carl-San, he isolated himself in his training deep in the mountains away from the paparazzi, or even people in general.
Jason's POV
I had to go into town to get some groceries and flew into a town called "Satan City." Satan… Satan… where have I heard that name before? Oh well, I will remember sooner or later. When I was flying into town, I realized the bell of a high school. I decided to fly down, inconspicuously to the high school, or OSH(Orange Star High). I pulled into the admittance office and talked with the people inside.
"Excuse me miss, is this Orange Star High school?" I asked courteously.
"Yes, how may I help you?" The woman replied sweetly.
"My name is Jason- Shan and I took all of the entry exams and passed them I believe." I told her.
"Yes, well, If you don't mind but we are 1 month into the semester and you will have make up work to do for 1 month's time, but you are welcome to join our school community anyway." The woman then smiled at me.
"Thank you, now which room do I go to?" I asked.
"Room 339, your first period is a senior class that is required, which is psychology." The woman instructed.
"Thank you." I said as I dashed off into the 300's hall, to find room 339, which had a pretty fine looking exterior.
(In the classroom)
"Good morning class, today we are being graced with a new student who comes from an area where people smart enough to know how to read. Come in boy." The teacher said kindly, and on cue, he entered.
"Hello, my names is Jason-Shan" I said nervously.
"This boy got perfect scores on his entry exams that he took last week via mail, so you should all treat him with respect because one day you may be working for him," the teacher rambled.
"Sit where you please Jason-Shan as we start the lesson." The teacher instructed.
"Thank you sir." I replied. "Hmmmm…. Where can I sit?" I asked kind of quietly.
"Hey new kid! Up here!" A blonde haired girl called, looking excited about something.
"Thank you." I called back.
(At the desks)
"Hello, what is your name?" The girl asked. "My name is Ereasa. This is Sharpener, that is Videl, and that is Gohan- Son." The blonde-haired girl stated.
"My name is Jason-Shan." I answered.
"What kind of a name is that? Obviously a nerdy name." Sharpener spat at me.
"Ignore him, he can be an asshole like that sometimes. So tell us about yourself." Ereasa said.
'I don't want to give them any info that they could laugh at me for later. Better keep it on the down low.'
"I am Jason-Shan, I am 21 years old, I come from a mountainous rural area, and I live alone." I finished.
"That must be pretty lonely," Gohan said.
"Sometimes it is, but I live in a rural area, so it doesn't bother me much. Anyway, I have never been to a public school before, so if I don't get something right, please correct me and tell me how to do it." I rambled.
I looked at the girl who had a scowl on her face who was sitting next to that Sharpener kid. She didn't look happy so I wanted to try to help her. But, I said the wrong words.
"Hey, what is wrong with her?" I asked Ereasa.
"That was a mistake. You don't want to get the daughter of Hercule Satan mad at you." Ereasa whispered.
"What? Hercule Satan is your father? Hm.." I mumbled.
"Excuse me Mr Hotshot I have a name and brain of my own. My name is Videl got it?" She said fiestily.
'Now I remember Satan! That big buffoon I knocked out of the tournament 9 years ago. I can still clearly remember that day….'
(Flashback)
"Are you ready to fight the second strongest fighter in the world???" Hercule arrogantly spewed.
"Count on it." I said getting into stance.
Hercule lept at me but with my agility I was able to easily dodge him and with a minimal effort kick I knocked him out cold.
"JASON SAN WINS!!!!"
(End Flashback)
I remember that, and why would the city be named "Satan city anyway?" that chump never did a thing to protect the Earth or even with a championship.
"So, what did Mr. Satan do anyway? Why is he even the slightest bit significant?" I queried, and Gohan the boy whispered to me 'Bad Idea!!!!!'
"You must have been raised in a trailer to no know what the champion of the whole world did! First he won the championships, then he beat Cell! You don't remember?" Sharpener asked.
"Cell? Who is that? Another celebrity like your dad in a tournament or something?" I asked.
This time Videl answered my oblivious question.
"No, he was a villain who could blow stuff up and absorb people and kill anything in its path. Except for my dad!" Videl exclaimed.
' Hmph. I would think I could sense a ki like that. Then again, these weaklings barely have a ki anyway, unless they are suppressing their power. I will find out today in gym I suppose'
"So where is our next class?" I inquired.
"Gym, so get your outfit nerdy." Sharpener laughed.
The bell rung and we went to the gym class and changed into our gym attire.
"O.K, students, today we are doing Martial Arts Exhibition day to get in the spirit of the next tournament coming up this spring. Let me call roll. Mark… Julia…. Ereasea….Sharpener… Gohan…. Wait.. who is this new boy?" The gym teacher asked.
"I am Jason-Shan sir." I said, with that his body started inconspicuously trembling.
"Jason-Shan, I have to initiate you as a student for Gym so come into my office now please. Everyone else get into pairs and spar." The gym teacher instructed.
I went into his office and sat down.
"Jason-Shan…. Or should I say Jason-San!!" The gym teacher said loudly.
"What?? How do you know my real identity?" I asked flabbergasted.
"Do you remember a guy named Carl-San?" He asked, I nodded.
"I am his son." He replied.
I froze.
"WHAT????? HE HAD A SON AND HE NEVER TOLD ME???? OH MY GOD." He yelled, but it was so loud so all of the others could hear so Gohan and company went to eavesdrop on him.
"Jason, please don't show off your real power to these weaklings. Make them proud of their earth strength and pretend to lose all the time, because they obviously cant even scathe you." The teacher said, and yet again I nodded in agreement.
"Now Jason, don't hate me for doing this, but I am assigning an project- a history paper on a world champion. I am doing this because I know most people will pick that goon Mr. Satan. But, if you want I picked one out for you. Do a research paper on Son Goku. He is easy to do it on, and I remember my dad telling me when I was young about how you beat him in the tournament all those years ago. But do me a favor, don't use your name when you are describing a tournament. The last thing my dad would have wanted from you was publicity. Now go out and spar." The teacher instructed as I obliged.
Gohan and crew and to run away from the door and pretend to spar so they wouldn't get in trouble for eavesdropping on a conversation between a student and a teacher.
"Class take a break from your sparring and listen up. I have a project for you to work on. You may work in pairs or solitary. This assignment you have to do is on a famous fighter. To set the mood, I will have it be on a martial arts tournament champion from any year." The teacher informed the class.
"So Gohan want to work with me?" Ereasa squealed excitedly.
"Actually, I work better alone, sorry Ereasa." Gohan said apologetically.
"It is fine, because I can work with this new hottie. How about it Jason?" Ereasea asked curiously.
"Actually I live far away from here so I don't have time to commute with people on projects, it will be better if I finish this one alone." I said apologetically.
"Damn it." Eresea said angrily.
"We can work together babe." Sharpener said happily.
"Thanks!" Eresea squealed happily.
"Phewth, that was close." I said quietly.
When I left the room to go to the bathroom, the teacher quickly announced, "Students, tomorrow as a E.C treat I will be taking all of you to the 435 Mountain area. Some of the strongest fighters in the world train there, so it is a real treat. Perhaps even Mr. Satan has a house there. O.K, class dismissed. Homework due Monday. Goodbye, see you tomorrow when we will meet here first then go in a bus from here to there.
I was unaware of the additional announcements and assumed that it was the weekend, so I could relax. I went back to my house, only to get in big trouble tomorrow.
