The Demon's Disciple

by Iwik

7 Years after Cell, Gohan is entering High School! Will he be able to make some friends, or is it a recipe for disaster sending him to Satan City? Everything up to Goku's decision to stay death happened, after that things will deviate. Gohan has stepped up as Protector, with some help from characters who were underdeveloped in the original series. Enjoy! Romance later in the story.

6. You lost?

Disclaimer: I do not own Dragonball, Dragonball z or Dragonball GT.

Chapter 6: You Lost?!

Videl was flying to school in a daze. 'I've been away for a month, I wonder what happened here. I knew I should've brought my phone to that tournament. But noooo, Dad thought it would disturb my concentration. Big help that was...'

Landing on the roof of OSH, Videl noticed a small yellow stripe speeding away from her location. 'What the HFIL is that thing? The Chief should let me know when they get new surveillance equipment. If it isn't theirs it can't be legal. No plane is that fast.'

As she descended to her classroom Videl noticed the hallway felt different. 'Where's Carter bullying nerds? Where are all the jocks boasting about their wins? Where are all the anime diehards battling which series is the best? Why does everyone here seem so… relaxed?'

Frustrated because she seemed the only one noticing anything different, Videl walked to her locker and saw the weirdest group she had ever seen. There was Angela, head cheerleader, sitting with Frank, notorious for taking his Capsulemon addiction too far, together with Mark, a jock who loved sport over anything and Nicole, Pai Sho champion and never one for social gatherings. Videl saw an opening between 2 rows of lockers where she could listen to their conversation without being spotted. 'Perfect'.

"... Went to this ice cream shop, and I was so happy because I thought it was a date! But then he said we were meeting up with a friend and that's how me and Frank got together!" Angela happily told Mark and Nicole, while Frank was blushing and pulled his Capsulemon cap a bit over his face. After mustering up his courage he slowly took Angela's left hand and gently squeezed it.

"Haha, wow. Can't say I'm not surprised. Congrats you two. So now he's even handing out dating advice. You really sure you want to challenge him again Nicole? It's kind of trying to outsmart Bulma Briefs." Mark said, unable to hold a grin off his face. Angela had dated half the football team, so the irony of her dating Frank wasn't lost on him.

"Yeah, the sky's the limit right? At least, for those without a flying cloud." The group snickered at that comment.

'Hmm, must be an inside joke. I'll get to the bottom of that later.' Videl thought with a scowl, before noticing the group was moving away from here to their classroom. 'I hope Erasa can tell me more about Mr. Matchmaker.'

The lack of voices suddenly made Videl aware that she was the only one left in the hallway. 'Crap, I'm not gonna be late on my first day back!'

Videl was speeding through the hallways, cutting corners while thanking Kami there wasn't anyone to bump into. With three minutes to spare, she got to her class room. Happy that she made it, she looked around the class to search for Erasa and walked to her usual seat…

Only to find it occupied by some black haired boy.

"Hey, what do you think you're doing?" Videl asked, while fixing a glare which could melt steel to the back of this guy's head. She knew they weren't aware she was coming back today, but if they thought they could replace her because she'd been away a while they had another thing coming.

Before the unknown guy could turn his head, a squeal filled the room. "IEEEEEEE VIDEEEEEEEEL! You should've told me you were coming to school today!" Erasa ran up to her best friend and gave her the biggest hug she could muster, cracking some ribs.

"E, please. You're hurting me." Was all Videl could wheeze out, her ribs were still bruised from the tournament. Still, she was glad with her best friends enthusiastic greeting.

A guilty expression flushed Erasa's face. "Oh, I'm so sorry! I thought everything was healed because you were away that long." She then scanned her friend over, a frown appeared on her face before she met Videl's eyes.

"Why are you wearing your normal clothes and no make-up? Normally, even you dress up to celebrate a tournament victory." Erasa asked, confused. This wasn't like Videl. Even less like Videl was the downcast look she gave Erasa when the tournament was mentioned.

"Did something happen?" Erasa asked quietly, while. Not that the volume mattered, the entire class had stopped talking and was listening in on the conversation.

Videl's eyes became watery, but after a moment regained her former fierceness. Looking into Erasa's eyes, she said. "I got second place, a Satan doesn't celebrate getting second." Erasa looked shocked at that statement and didn't respond.

Gohan had been listening to the conversation as well and noticed the tense atmosphere. He felt like he had to do something before class started, and since this girl was apparently a friend of Erasa, he figured he should be nice to her.

"Hello, I don't think we've met. I'm Gohan and I've been in your seat for the past month haha." Gohan put on hand behind his head and smiled, while extending his other hand to the girl he now knew as Videl.

"I'm Videl."

That's it. No effort in the handshake, no smile, no small talk. Nothing. Gohan wasn't sure what to do with her. But, being smacked into mountains often enough for failing the first time, he tried a second time to socialize.

"This is my first attempt to public education, so Erasa and Sharpener kind of taught me how to function here. The easiest way was to sit with them most of the time, but you can have your seat back if you'd like. There are more free ones available now." Gesturing at the two renovated seats, Gohan packed his stuff to sit on the other side of Erasa and started to talk to the people behind him, interested in what they did this weekend.

"Thanks." Videl murmered, while sitting in her usual seat. Something was off with this guy, he acted like he didn't know who she was. No star struck attitude, no begging for autographs, nothing. She kept staring at him until Erasa pulled her shirt.

"He's from the 439 Area, cutie probably doesn't know who you are." Erasa added with a knowing wink. Videl never understood how Miss Stereotypical Blond Ditz always knew what was troubling her.

Videl eyed the new boy again. He didn't look like anything special. A Baggy white long sleeved shirt with dark blue jeans. "Explains the look, probably never met someone with a sense of fashion."

Erasa smirked. "Like you're one to talk, you've been wearing that white t-shirt since junior high."

"Yeah, don't talk like that about Brains. He might look average, but he's giving us all a run for our money." Sharpener chimed in, and smiling he added. "Hello to you too, Videl. Nice to have your sparkling personality back in here, you've missed a lot. But what's this about losing the tournament?"

Videl wanted to answer, but the teacher interrupted her by starting the class. "I'll tell you later."

Lunch

It didn't add up. None of it did. Sure, Erasa told her about the stuff this guy did and his influence on the entire school's dynamics, but that didn't explain anything about HOW he accomplished it. Nor did it say anything about the guy himself. He could be a criminal for all they knew, yet they all acted like he was the best thing that's ever happened to them!

Videl was contemplating what happened so far. First hour was rather dull, until Gohan pointed out to the teacher that he was forgetting to tell them how to get from B to C and he didn't calculate X so he needed to do that first. She was hoping the guy received a scolding. This was one of the most difficult teachers to deal with and she prepared to speak up on his behalf to save his ass. She figured that if he owed her, she'd have leverage over him when he learned who she was.

How wrong was she.

The teacher actually thanked him for pointing out his error. When Videl turned to Erasa, she just gave her a look that said 'I'll explain later'.

Then, in between the break she expected the guy to follow Erasa, Sharpener and her like an ugly duckling. Surprise surprise. Apparently the guy, Gohan (what kind of name is that anyway, rice?), had to act like a gentleman and carry some girl's books. Probably to score a date or something, again minus one for him.

Second hour was almost a repeat performance, she started to doze off until Mr. Genius had to point out a flaw and yet again got praises shoved up his ass. She started to dislike this Gohan kid more by the hour and he hasn't even said more than three sentences to her!

Not that she expected there was anything to know about, he probably spend his time studying, dating and working as a part time farmer in the middle of freaking nowhere. Where the HFIL is the 439 Area anyway?

Now, at lunchtime, after he finally dropped off the bag of the girl, she could investigate some more. He was preoccupied talking to the brunette, Anna, if she remembered correctly. Still keeping her eyes on Gohan, Videl started to ponder on formulating the question she wanted to ask.

"So E, what's the deal with the new kid?" There, a general enough question, which would make Erasa explain everything from his birth till his shoe size and wouldn't hint anything suspicious about her interest. Videl smiled inwards, but when she turned to Erasa and Sharpener they were exchanging glances.

"Well, to be honest…" Erasa started, but seemed unwilling to finish. Sharpener came to her rescue.

"To be honest, we don't really know that much about him. We've kind of made it our class' shared hobby to find out as much as possible about him but he's not really telling anything important to any of us."

Huh, so the guy is acting secretive. Still, it didn't add up. "Then why is everyone so hubby bubby with him? You know nothing about the guy."

"Hey, that's not what we said." Erasa said with a huff. "We know that he's nice, cute and we can trust him. He just prefers to talk about things that involve us, not himself."

"Hmpf, isn't that what every loverboy does? Feign interest, then strike when the defenses are down. He's been following Anna the entire day. Maybe I should track him in the police files to see if he has a record." Videl started to rummage through her bag for her phone.

"If you'd really be interested in your classmates, you'd know Anna had surgery near her spine so she can't lift anything heavy till she's recovered." A calm voice suddenly spoke up from behind Videl. Turning around, she came face to face with the new kid she'd just been discussing.

"I haven't been on a date with any girl so far, I'm not really interested in that yet. I won't go on a date with anyone, with the knowledge we want different things to happen during said date. There goes your theory about me being a loverboy. While I'm not sure who you are, I doubt your jurisdiction measures up to my level. Few have the jurisdiction to judge me." Gohan then said with a stern look on his face, arms crossed. So far, most people at school were pleasant and he didn't like where she was going one bit.

Videl on the other hand felt ashamed she jumped to conclusions but wasn't going to admit defeat just yet. Standing up and glaring with the fiercest expression she could muster, she realized Gohan was almost twice her size. "That doesn't explain why you keep secrets. What if you're just biding your time and are waiting to strike when we least expect it? Ha, you think you outrank me? I'm Videl Satan, Daughter of Hercule Satan."

Gohan's response was the shortest she ever received when she pulled the Daughter of-card.

"And?"

Even Erasa and Sharpener seemed stunned by that question. They knew he was sometimes oblivious to some stuff he should know as a teenager but this was too much. Videl was the first to recover.

"What do you mean 'And?' my Dad saved the world from Cell! Isn't that enough for you?! What kind of jackass responds like that!" Videl was now shouting and the entire canteen was watching the display between the two powerhouses.

"First of all, what does your father have to do with the person you are or your jurisdiction? Secondly, you misinterpreted my question. I meant, you're the daughter of two people. So why weren't you mentioning your mother?" Gohan replied calmly, not bothering to raise his voice.

Gohan knew he stuck a cord, as Videl's mouth fell open, making a perfect o. No verbal response was given, but her body language said everything. Slumped shoulders, back hunched, red tint on her cheeks and slightly watered eyes, they all pointed to the fact that he'd won.

"Anyway, I wanted to talk to you about the tournament, but I think I prefer another source. Any other will do." Nodding to Sharpener and Erasa, Gohan unfolded his arms, turned and started to walk away.

The only sound in the canteen was the echoes from Gohan's pace as he walked away, not a single pair of eyes looked away as he passed them. When the door closed, the silence was deafening.

After a couple of minutes, Sharpener was the one to break the silence. After clearing his throat, more people started talking and looking alive. "So, that's Gohan for ya. I've never seen him that intense."

Erasa nodded feverishly, her blond hairs flying up and down. "Anywayyyy, you haven't said anything about the tournament except that you lost."

Videl wanted to discuss this Gohan character some more, but knew that her friends were probably waiting for a full report about the tournament. She realized that she hadn't even hinted to what happened in the past three hours. Suddenly, she felt guilty for keeping them in the dark.

"Well, you know why I entered." Both blonds nodded. "My Dad really wanted to show the Anonymous Dojo that the small tournaments they won against the Satan style were flukes, so he'd send in the big guns. Me, Pirozhki and Caroni entered the East City tournament.

Flashback

It had been three weeks of fighting opponents to get through the preliminaries. There was a free for all at the beginning, then, like the old days a one on one not visible for the audience and now they were starting the final rounds. Videl, Pirozhki and Caroni all got through these rounds with relative ease, but the speed Anonymous Jr. disposed of her opponents was astounding. They never got close enough to talk to her or see her in action, but that would change today.

"Don't underestimate her, she might not look like it, but she packs a mean punch." Pirozhki nodded and started to put on his elephant mask. Caroni flashed her a smile. Ugh, how she hated that look.

"Videl darling, don't worry about it. I'll show the pretty little miss that a ring is no place for a lady." When he noticed the murderous look Videl was sending him, he added. "Apart from you I mean."

The look didn't lighten in the slightest, so Caroni offered her one of his roses and added a wink to swoon her. "Here, this is as beautiful as you. When your father agrees to let me date you I will load you with these."

'If that doesn't sooth her, I don't know what will.'

Videl lost the murderous look in her eyes for a second, replacing it with one of confusing. The next thing Caroni knew he was on his back, chewing on a rose with thorns.

"If you want to live, never try something like that ever again."

Videl stomped off to the women's dressing room, leaving both men to ponder on what just happened. "Stupid, idiots. Why did I even agree on this, I'm more than enough to deal with that girl." Muttered Videl, not noticing the stares she was getting before entering the dressing room.

"Wanna bet on that?" A voice behind her said. When Videl turned around she saw a redhead around her age looking at her. She was dressed in a dark blue kimono with a red sash around her waist, red wristbands and was pulling up a white pair of baggy pants.

"I'm the only girl in the competition apart from you, so I'm assuming you think you can defeat me." She said with a smirk. "Normally, I'm the only girl fighting. My Sensei only watches, so it's nice to talk to someone before meeting with the knuckleheads I'm gonna bash in". She started to put on her shoes, the same shade of red as her wristbands and sash. 'She must really like those colors.'

When the mysterious girl was done dressing, she extended her hand. "I don't think we've met, what's your name and shouldn't you get ready?"

"Videl Satan, and I can fight perfectly fine in this." Videl said, gesturing to her baggy white shirt, black shorts and yellow boots. She then took her hand and waited for miss mystery to say her name.

She however, had her eyebrows raised as she took Videl's hand. "So, you think you measure up to me, Miss Satan?" Videl didn't miss the venom she said that last word with, before the mystery fighter smiled again. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't judge on heritage. You can call me Anonymous Junior." Pointing to the insignia on her right breast, where the same was printed.

Videl was a bit confused, why would anyone dislike her family? And why was this girl so confident in her own ability?

Seeing the puzzled expression, Anonymous Jr. smiled again and started walking towards the exit. "Wanna join me in the waiting area? I never met a girl fighter my age, so maybe we could go out there together."

Videl happily joined her, feeling the same way. On the way, Anonymous didn't say anything. Rather, she watched children play, butterflies flying and listening to the crowd. She seemed perfectly at ease. Videl couldn't help but wonder. 'If this is the girl who's been destroying Dad's pupils, how come she seems so… mellow?'

Fighting Area

"Martial Arts fans, I welcome you to the East City Tournament! Right of the bat we have a clash between two dojos! We have Anonymous Junior, student at the Anonymous Dojo and star pupil of the one and only Miss Anonymous! Junior has entered 3 tournaments so far and has obliterated her opposition." The Announcer fixed his sunglasses, while the crowd roared in anticipation.

"Her opponent is Caroni, who has been dubbed by Mr. Satan as 'The son he never had'! This dazzling fighter's looks are only topped by his fighting prowess." With that, the Announcer threw his microphone in the air while spinning around. When he caught the mic, he continued.

"Fighters, are you ready?" Anonymous Jr. bowed before taking a stand. Caroni however, had other ideas. He approached Anonymous Jr., who in turn dropped out her stand, confusion clear on her face. Caroni pulled a rose from somewhere (seriously, where does the guy keep those?) and handed it to her.

"My love, please forfeit the fight. It would make my day miserable if I had to hurt a beauty like you. I promise we can go on a date after I win this tournament."

Anonymous Jr. gave him a look that best could be described as a mix of disbelief and disgust. "You do know I'm a minor right? I'm pretty sure hitting on me is illegal." She then turned to the Announcer with the sweetest smile she could muster. "Please, start the fight. I want to make sure this guy doesn't reproduce."

"… Right, begin!" Ding

Anonymous Jr. got back in her stance, knees bend while hunching slightly forward. Arms were bend to protect her body, but instead of making fists her fingers were stretched. She looked like a snake, ready to strike.

Caroni's stance looked more like a ballerina doing a croisé. His legs were crossed and his arms were stretched above his head. "Silly little girl, now you'll feel my wrath!"

Caroni moved towards Anonymous Jr., still keeping the same pose. When he came within her reach, she struck. Caroni saw her moving towards him and dropped his arms to counter her move, but she just ducked underneath them and hit the upper left and right side of his chest with her hands.

At first, Caroni didn't feel any pain. 'Ha, she must be too weak to break through my awesome chest muscles' was what he thought while smirking. Then, he noticed he didn't feel anything at all in his arms while they hung useless against his body. Finally, he started to hyperventilate and screeched. "WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME, YOU LITTLE BITCH?"

Anonymous Jr. didn't look impressed. "I struck your joints, your arms won't work for another hour. Good luck defending yourself. The next hit will be aimed somewhere to make sure you'll be impotent for the rest of your life."

As she jumped and readied her hands to strike his lower abdominal, Caroni cried out. "Nooooo, I forfeit, I forfeit! Please stop!

Anonymous Jr. stopped in her tracks, smiling again. Then, she bowed and walked back to where Videl was watching. "That was fun, too bad he forfeited."

Videl smiled back. "Yeah, glad someone put him back in his place. His ego was rivaling my Dads. But you do know hitting the crotch area would mean disqualification."

"Well, I was aiming for his lower abdominal. If I struck hard enough and at the right angle with the right amount of strength, the blood flow would be disrupted and he'd been unable to get a stiffy for at least 5 years, if not longer.

Videl started to laugh when she heard that. This girl was something else! Anonymous Jr.' smiled faltered when she thought about something Videl said. "Must be tough, having him for a father." When Videl nodded, she continued. "I don't really understand why you aren't putting him in his place, you're much stronger than he is. Anyway, I'm gonna check up on my mentor. I'll talk to you later!"

Videl waved and focused on the next match. 'She probably said that to make me feel better'. Pirozhki was steamwaltzing his opponent, she winced when she heard bones breaking.

The next fight was uneventful, both using the Satan fighting style but none were masters of it, like herself. When it was her turn to fight she saw her opponent, Mighty Mask, and knew it would be too easy. She sighed and looked around. 'Wasn't Anonymous Jr. coming back to watch the fights?'

When the bell rang she jumped to her opponent and knocked him out with one well-placed punch to the head.

'No fun at all.' Was all she thought when she walked back to the waiting area. She didn't even hear the crowd shouting the name of Satan. She didn't even notice a smirking figure following her to her space in the corner where she sat down.

"You know, I entered this tournament for the money and because I like fighting." Videl looked up and her lips tugged a little bit upwards when she saw it was Anonymous Jr. standing in front of her. "You don't seem to enjoy yourself and I know you don't need the cash, so why are you here?"

"I'm here… Because my father doesn't want the world to think his Dojo is second to anyone." Videl felt bad, here she was trying to crush someone who was trying to make a living and having fun. On top of that the person she was doing it to was the only one who tried to befriend her. She was shocked when she suddenly heard a muffled giggle.

Anonymous Jr. was giggling! She'd never thought a fighter like her could do something so… girly. "Wh-why are you laughing? Shouldn't you be mad at me for being so selfish!"

Anonymous stopped giggling hearing that and looked at her curiously. "Why? You're here trying to defend your fathers honor. I can only respect that. I wasn't laughing at your reasoning, I was laughing because your Dojo is probably ranked 6th at best."

Videl got agitated at that, who does this girl think she is? "What makes you say that? My Dad is the strongest person on the planet!"

"If you say so. I meant what I said, I think you're stronger than he is. I know loads of fighters who are stronger than I am, they just don't need the money as hard as my family does. Anyway, it's my turn to fight again. I'll see you later!"

"Wait!" Videl called out, stopping Anonymous Jr. in her tracks. "Don't get caught in his Rolling Thunder Punch. He'll flatten anything with that."

Rolling her eyes, Anonymous Jr. answered. "Thanks for your concern, but I'll be fine. I might even stop him in his tracks, just to prove a point." She winked and turned to walk towards the ring, but suddenly bumped into something large, making her land on her butt. "Hey!"

She had bumped into Pirozhki, who was looking down on her. "Little girl got lucky with Caroni. I destroy you." He then walked towards the ring.

Anonymous Jr. was getting up, then with a murderous look in her eyes, said. "You're gonna pay for that fat-ass."

Walking to the ring, she started eyeing the massive guy with the elephant mask. 'What's wrong with these Satan followers? Who wears that in a fight?'

When she got in a ring, she bowed. She didn't want to, but her Sensei had drilled into her that respect was key in a fight, no matter the opponent. Pirozhki just stood there, exhaling like a buffalo on steroids.

Ding

Pirozhki didn't wait a second and shouted "Rolling Thunder Punch" while flailing his arms and running up to Anonymous Jr.

She, on the other hand didn't look impressed. She just held out her hands, almost looking like a basketballer awaiting the ball to be passed.

Pirozhki was picking up speed and was within 10 meters of Anonymous Jr., the crowd was shouting in anticipation of the clash between David & Goliath.

5 meters…

2 meter…

*Kleng*

The sound of metal bending was heard throughout the stadium. Anonymous Jr. had caught Pirozhki, her hands gripping on his eye sockets. Or rather, what was left of it, the mask was bended like it just had been smacked with a jackhammer.

"AAAAAAARGH" A blood scorching scream was heard, coming from Pirozhki's mask. "MY HEAAAAD, MAKE IT STOOOOOOOOOOP." Pirozhki landed flat on his back, rolling in pain.

Anonymous Jr. smirked, grabbing both ears of the mask when she got near enough. Then, with little effort, a ripping sound was heard and the metal mask was shred in half, revealing the face of a crying Pirozhki. She then proceeded to grab his leg and lifted Pirozhki's entire body of the floor. Spinning him around until she got enough speed to her liking, she flung him off the tiled floor of the ring.

"There you have it folks! Anonymous Jr. wins by Ringout! What a gal! A round of applause for Anonymous Jr., our first finalist!" The announcer called out, which eagerly responded by applauding loudly.

Anonymous Jr. walked back to the corner where Videl was sitting. Videl still had her mouth open, she'd never seen anything like that. Not even her father stopped Pirozhki that easily, nor ever lifted his entire weight in the air.

"I'm sorry I hurt your friend a bit, but he was getting on my nerves. If you go see him, tell the doctors to check for skull fractures. Other than that he shouldn't have serious injuries."

Videl looked to the girl, she seemed genuinely sorry. "Right, I'll go tell them that. Good fight, you were awesome!" Anonymous Jr. waved her hand dismissively. "Yeah yeah, thanks. I need to go see my Sensei anyway. She's probably mad for me losing my temper. Make sure I'll see you in the finale!"

Videl told the doctors that they should look for fractures in his skull and, lo and behold, there were several. None were dangerous or permanent, but it was still difficult to do that to a guy wearing a metal mask. She heard the announcer calling her name so she dashed to the ring. She didn't know the fighter named Killa but he seemed like to be an African boxer. 'Nothing I can't handle.'

Ding

Killa took a boxer pose, defending his face. Videl immediately dropped to the ground, sweeping his feet under him. 'Why did nobody think of this before? These guys really are all muscle no brain.'

Killa caught himself using both hands, preventing a faceplant on the floor but Videl expected that. She used her legs to put a vicegrip on Killa's neck, cutting off his air supply. A couple of minutes of him struggling later, he fainted due to the lack of oxygen.

"LADIEEEEEES AND GENTLEMAAAAAAAN. We have our finalists! Videl Satan will be fighting Anonymous Jr. tomorrow for the title of East City Champion!

Videl met Anonymous Jr.'s gaze, who gave her a thumps up and then left with a woman who looked in her late 30s.

"Tomorrow's going to be interesting."

That's all, for now. I'll be continuing this shortly, but the chapter was getting a bit too long for me to write properly (over 5000 words!). Anyway, next chapter will be the end of the flashback, the rest will be a secret until it comes out. On a side note, the story has reached 6300 views! I never imagined the story to be this popular, so I want to thank all viewers out there (you're from all over the world) for reading it and keeping an interest in it. As always, reviews are appreciated!