Back at the sign in table, a line of competitors could be seen. Because there wasn't any rules about how many people could compete, martial artist from around the world traveled to the island. Most for a chance at the grand prize of five billion zeni.

The protectors of the planet on the other hand, some were there to hone their skills, brush up on the fighting style they use. Others for sport or entertainment.

With the group of fighters next in line. They signed in one by one.

After successfully signed in for the competition. The demi-saiyan's, son to the world's greatest hero, stomach let out a low howl. On lookers were stunned by the noise, while the Z-fighters knew exactly what it was.

"I'm going to head to the food court for some food guys." the young new hero informed.

"I think I'll join you Gohan," the future warriors voice sounded. When all eyes landed on him, they could see he was grabbing his stomach.

"Oh, not you too Trunks!" the warrior without a nose exclaimed.

"What can I say? I got the genes from my father," Mirai started, "having saiyan blood and a high metabolism. Makes me wonder how mother and Chi-Chi does it."

"I hear ya there man," the former monk smiling, with the memories of old times came flooding into his mind.

The group started walking, including Piccolo who was disgusted at the sight of saiyan's eating. Slowly making their way to the multiple vendors working the place. The human fighters of the group went with simple salads. The two half bloods though, they were piling up plates as if the world was going to end in the next hour.

"So...um...Gohan," Tien started, not really wanting to interrupt the young man's feast, "About the energy's we picked up on earlier..." but was swiftly cut off.

"Tien, relax. If we had sensed the spike again...," pausing for a brief moment, the seven foot tall Namekian paused for a moment, "you would have been informed by either Gohan or myself. Remember we may be individuals, but we are a team."

"Piccolo is right guys," the cheerful raven haired young man started, "we'll always have each others backs."

Before anyone could say anything to the new hero of Earth, he was gone. Noting his sudden disappearance, they all figured he was still hungry. They were right in guessing he was after more food.

(American Vendor)

Roughly twenty yards from the table, the young hero was in line. It appeared to be a place that sells hamburger's. He was behind a girl with raven black hair, that was in pig tails. She was wearing white dogi pants, and an oversized large white t-shirt.

'That's a unique choice in clothing.' Our young hero, adorned in the famous Turtle Hermit School gi, thought.

"Hmm, they all look good," the girl said out loud, "I'll take the second one."

"Do you want the meal or just the sandwich ma'am?" the cashier asked politely, smiling at the young woman.

"I'll take the meal with a medium cola," she beamed back, with just as much kindness.

"Alright, your total will be eight zeni." giving the girl the cost of her order.

The young raven haired girl started to pat her pockets. When she couldn't feel her wallet she began freaking out.

The kind hearted man behind her stepped forward, "Is everything alright miss?"

Turning around, faster than most could possibly see, she looked the young man up and down. "Yeah, I'm fine. Well as fine as someone with no money can be anyway." the girl assumed someone had stole her wallet.

"Oh, well if you'd like I could add my order to yours and pay." smiling at the girl, the demi-saiyan offered to help.

"WHAT!?! Who do you think I am? Some poor, helpless woman who needs to be saved?" at his offer she flipped.

"I have no idea who you are," he started while also getting a read on her energy, "and no I didn't think you were helpless or poor."

"Damn straight kid!" she exclaimed, however she couldn't help but look at his clothes. "Are you a fighter?"

"Yeah?" the boy was thrown off the her last question.

"I knew it!" she cheered, being excited.

"Well I am hungry, so do you want my help?" his stomach was growing impatient. While the howl of his stomach was more mild from the first time.

"O-oh, sure," she said in a half defeated way. "If you want I can eat with you. You know, like keep you company until the matches start."

"That'd be great." a genuine smile gracing the young man's face.

With the food ordered and paid for, the two found a table to sit at. Gohan knowing how his friends were, so decided to find a table away from them.

"So, miss, what's your name?" the gentle fighter asked.

"Videl," just bluntly throwing her name of there. With her identity out there, she'd figure the boy would be afraid of her.

"Nice to meet you Videl," a warm smile can be seen across his face, "my name is Gohan."

(Over the intercom)

"Will all contestants go to their designated platforms, the matches will begin shortly. I repeat. Will all contestants go to their designated platforms, the matches will begin shortly" the guy over the pa system informed.

(Back at the food court)

"Guess that's my que, maybe we can meet up after the tournament?" a radiant glow shining off the boy, or at least to her eyes anyway.

Before she could say anything, the boy she met just vanished. She had never seen anything like that. If it wasn't for the tray with trash on it, she would have thought it was a dream.

'Gohan huh? I'll remember that name' the girl thought, a mischievous look on her face. The world could definitely count on that.

She disappeared into the crowd, heading for the stadium seating. Finding a spot closer to the back, Videl took her seat. Wisely choosing to wear some sort of disguise.

'Lets see what you're made up,' she knew the boy was hiding something. She just didn't know what, at least not yet.

A/N:

Not every chapter will be the same in length, they will vary.

I'd also like to thank a few people

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