Hey guys! I'm back with the tenth chapter of this story! Yay! Oh, and by the way, I changed something in my AU. Saiyans being revived after Frieza seemed kinda… unfitting and way too crazy, even for DBZ standards. So I just made up that Frieza did not destroy the whole planet but only its surface, believing he killed all Saiyans after that. Bardock saw this in his vision and convinced the Saiyans to hide in some underground tunnels the Tuffles had made long ago, and they stayed there until the Frieza saga more or less. Then they all wished to restore Planet Vegeta's surface as it used to be before. Of course, Goku was still sent to Earth, Tarble to Tech-Tech, Vegeta, Nappa and Raditz still worked under Frieza so nothing like that changes.
Disclaimer: I don't own Son Goku, Son Gohan, Son Goten, Bulma Briefs, Chi-Chi, Prince Vegeta, Krillin... *proceeds to name all characters in DB/DBZ/DBGT* …Beerus, Whis, the Farmer with the Shotgun, the World Tournament Announcer that I just found out that is called Mr. Alonsa in the English dub and everyone else. They're owned by FUNimation, Toei Animation, Fuji TV and Akira Toriyama.
I hope you enjoy this chapter!
The next day, Videl groaned as the alarm clock rang. She practically smashed the clock's button. Anything to make it shut up! She yawned and stretched. At least she had her ideas straighter now. Sleeping could do that to you. It was beautiful. Of course, she still had a lot of questions. Questions of what she found out yesterday on the Internet. Son Gohan, her classmate and even her friend, was friends with a WMAT finalist. Not to mention he had the same name than that famous martial artist. His name was even similar to the former Champ's name too! It was definitely weird.
'I guess I'll ask him about it at school,' Videl mused to herself. 'Maybe he'll feel like answering a thing or two this time. And if he doesn't, there's always the Internet.' Videl couldn't describe how much she loved that invention called the Internet right now. You could definitely find anything there. Even information people like Gohan didn't want to give away.
Or the Golden Fighter for that matter.
She had a little smile on her face as she grabbed her clothes and went to the bathroom to get a nice, warm shower to start her day. Somehow, she knew today was going to be a good day.
Gohan groaned as his alarm clock—or better said, his sugar-high-like energetic younger brother—jumped up and down on his bed trying to wake him up.
"Big Brother!" Goten cried as he jumped up and down on Gohan's bed. "Get up! Get up, up, up, up! Up!"
"I'm going! I'm going!" Gohan snapped as he yawned.
"Y'better hurry up 'cause Mom says you've got school!" Goten said with a grin. "An' you don't wanna be late!"
"I'm always late!" was Gohan's reply as he slowly got out of bed. It felt horrible to move out of the commodity of his bed. It was like he was chained to it. When he was a child, he was energetic and always got out of bed with a start. He could remember how he always woke up smiling, eager to start a new day and be with his family, Piccolo and the others. No matter what was on the day's schedule—training, studying, or just relaxing—he was always energetic. It was when he became a teen than this whole 'I don't wanna leave my bed!' thing started. Gohan guessed he could now understand his father on those weird days Goku didn't feel like moving out of bed yet, but he still went to his parents' room along with Chimaki and practically forced them both to get up.
But this time there was more to it. It was weird. He had a bad feeling. It was... it was as if something was going to happen today. It wasn't like Cell and Frieza coming back from the death a hundred times more powerful than before, of course. It was... it was just a feeling that something was going to happen that was not by his favor. Like Hercule Satan coming to his school and him having to hear the man's 'I am the strongest!' speech. Yeah, something like that.
'Let's just hope it's not that,' Gohan thought quietly as he went to take a shower. 'I don't think I'd be capable of hearing the man's speech without falling asleep. I'd rather fight Frieza... though I guess Frieza wouldn't be that hard to beat now at days.'
Gohan walked in direction to his school. After his shower, getting dressed, and having breakfast with his family, Gohan set off to Satan City. He landed on the city's limits and started walking. He glanced at his watch. He was, surprisingly, on time. And there was no crime or whatever for the Golden Fighter to take care of. That was good. Maybe that bad feeling he had that morning wasn't anything important after all.
"Gohan!"
Gohan turned to see his blonde-haired friend running to him. "Hey, Erasa."
"Hi, Gohan," Erasa replied as she caught up with him. "You're going to school early. That's weird!"
"I know!" Gohan agreed with a chuckle. "Miracles happen, I guess. Then again, my alarm clock, or in other words, my younger brother, did wake me up pretty early."
"Your little brother wakes you?" Erasa giggled. "Aw, how cute!"
"Yeah, you can blame him for all the times I've been late," Gohan said. It was half-true after all. Sometimes even Goten slept in too. Those days, he had to rely in his super speed to actually be on time—not that he managed to, anyways.
Erasa giggled a little more. Gohan and Erasa started to have a casual conversation about anything that came to mind as they walked towards their school. Gohan couldn't help but smile as Erasa told him about a gossip she heard. He had friends, and some of them were also his age, like Lime. But none of them were in high school with him. It felt nice to know he also had friends there.
Videl arrived to her class. She was surprised to see Gohan was there on time. After all, he was usually late. She wanted to go question him then and there but stopped herself from doing so when seeing Gohan was hearing Erasa gossiping about something. Videl didn't have the heart to tell her best friend to continue telling her story another day as she wanted to talk to Gohan. It wouldn't be nice. She gave a little sigh and walked towards her friends.
"Hey, guys," she greeted coolly.
Both, Gohan and Erasa turned. "Hey, Videl!" Gohan greeted.
"What's up, girl?" Erasa asked with a smile. "No crime for you to stop today?"
"Nope." Videl sat beside Erasa and Gohan. "What're you guys talking about?"
Erasa wasted no time in filling her in about what she and Gohan were talking. Videl was somewhat disappointed that it seemed Gohan hadn't told anything suspicious to Erasa, but then pushed the thought to the back of her mind. She could question him later anyways.
The three friends chatted until Sharpner arrived and joined the conversation. Pen also happened to appear and joined them. The five teenagers chatted until their head-teacher arrived to start the class.
History was a subject Gohan liked. It was interesting and the teacher was really friendly. He was a brown-haired man with brown-eyes, around the same age as Goku, who happened to be friendly and out-going. He always made the classes to be fun and he had this ability of his to keep the class interested. His name was Mr. Historia, and honestly, he was one of Gohan's favorite teachers.
Mr. Historia smiled as he glanced at his class. "Alright, students! As you've probably heard, the famous Tenka'ichi Budōkai—better known as the World Martial Arts Tournament—is said to be coming back once again this year!"
'What?' Gohan asked mentally. 'The World Martial Arts Tournament is coming back? How come? After Dad won there were no more Tournaments 'cause he and Piccolo blew up the ring. The only Tournament that happened was the 24th, which was the one Mister Satan won, I think. We didn't participate 'cause we were too worried about the Androids to care about Tournaments. But after the 24th, there were no more Tournaments. Dunno why, though. It'd be nice if we all went to participate. I think Dad and the others would get kinda nostalgic.'
'The World Martial Arts Tournament is really going to come back, huh?' Videl asked in her mind. 'Great! It'll be an awesome opportunity to test my strength! Maybe I'll even be able to fight Dad!'
"Due to this reason," Mr. Historia continued. "I have decided that this class we'll talk about the last five World Martial Arts Tournaments! From the 20th to the 24th! We'll learn about the fights, the participants, and of course the Champion!"
Gohan's face fell. 'What? But, that means...!'
Videl grinned. 'Yes! I might just get the information I wanna know.' She glanced at Gohan, who seemed somewhat paler than usual. 'Yeah, he's definitely hiding something. Let's see what I can find out now!'
Mr. Historia smiled, unaware of Gohan's distress, and began teaching. "We'll talk in chronological order. First, there was the 20th World Martial Arts Tournament, which was held on May 7th of Age 745. This Tournament was won by King Chappa. King Chappa was a famous martial artist and a strong one too. He was said to have won the Tournament without being hit even once."
"Not even once?" a student questioned.
"How is that possible?" another wondered.
"Well, while I am not a martial artist myself, I believe that if you train, prepare yourself, and give it all you've got with dedication and hope, you'll be able to do anything," Mr. Historia said. "Even something as crazy as being able to fly and reach the sky." That last phrase was said softly, as if he had said it to himself. Gohan though, heard him anyways.
'Even something as crazy as being able to fly and reach the sky?' Gohan repeated in his mind. 'Does it mean… Mr. Historia actually believes in Ki?'
While Mr. Historia explained the 20th World Martial Arts Tournament, Gohan wondered if Mr. Historia actually didn't believe in Mr. Satan's lies and instead believed in Ki. Gohan's thoughts were soon interrupted the moment he heard Mr. Historia say: "Five years later, in Age 750, the 21st World Martial Arts Tournament was held."
'Crap…' Gohan thought. 'This is the first Tournament Dad and the others participated in! Just what will he say about them? I don't think he'll call them tricksters if he believes in Ki. Then again, I don't even know if he actually believes in Ki or not.' The half-breed frowned. 'He's better not say anything bad and untrue about my dad and my friends!'
Mr. Historia smiled softly as memories came to him. "The 21st World Martial Arts Tournament was the first Tournament I went," he stated.
"You've gone to a World Tournament, Mr. Historia?" a student asked. "We didn't know that."
Mr. Historia nodded. "Why, yes. When I was twelve years old, my father—who happened to be a fan of martial arts—took me to the World Martial Arts Tournament. I was very excited to go. In fact, I was ecstatic. It was so much fun, and the battle there were awesome. I'll never forget them." Gohan perked up when hearing this.
"But aren't the people who participated in that and the Tournaments to come before the one Mister Satan won tricksters?" a student asked innocently. Gohan snapped his head to his classmate's direction and glared daggers at that student, but he didn't notice.
"No. I don't think they were tricksters," Mr. Historia replied honestly. "I went to the 21st, the 22nd and the 23rd World Tournaments, and I can assure you there were no mirrors or cables or whatever. It was just the ring and the fighters on it."
Gohan couldn't help but grin when hearing this. Yes! There was another person in the world who believed Ki-users were not tricksters after all! Videl noticed Gohan's happy expression and raised an eyebrow. What had gotten him so happy?
"Well, anyways, back to the 21st Tournament, the eight participants were…" Mr. Historia grabbed a paper and started reading the names, "…Bacterium, Giran, Ranfan, Nam, Yamcha, Krillin, Jackie Chun and Son Goku."
A student raised his hand.
"Yes?" Mr. Historia gave the word to the student.
"Uh… Mr. Historia… why are there only eight participants?" the student asked curiously. "I mean, aren't there sixteen?"
Gohan blinked. 'Now it's sixteen fighters?'
Mr. Historia laughed good-naturally. "Only in the 24th World Tournament it's been sixteen. I guess than in this year's Tournament, it'll be sixteen fighters too. But back in the old days, there were only eight spots. I heard you had to literally fight to get one of the spots."
"Woah…"
"Impressive, I know." Mr. Historia grinned. "It's even more impressive than a thirteen years old and a twelve years old managed to beat all those participants."
"What?" a jock gawked.
"Thirteen and twelve?" another repeated.
"They must've been really strong…" a girl commented.
"They were," Mr. Historia agreed. "They were Krillin and Goku. I think they were friends at the time, along with Yamcha. After all, the three of them were students of the Legendary Master Roshi."
'Legendary?' Gohan couldn't help but blink at that. 'I knew Master Roshi was famous, but a legend? Come on!'
"I don't know if they are still friends now though…" Mr. Historia trailed off.
"They are," Gohan supplied, surprising everyone. "They're still best friends after all this time."
"How… how do you know?" Sharpner inquired.
"I just do," Gohan shrugged.
'So this confirms that the guy we met at the mall was indeed the Krillin that participated in the World Martial Arts Tournaments,' Videl mused quietly.
Mr. Historia blinked in surprise. He had not expected a student of his even know about Son Goku, Krillin and Yamcha. They used to be really famous back on the days, but now, with Mr. Satan being the World Champ, everyone forgot about them. Not to mention no-one has heard about any of them for years now. So how did Gohan know they were still friends? Mr. Historia shook his head. He could always ask later. Right now he had to continue his class. "Well, anyways, the 21st World Tournament was won by Jackie Chun. Son Goku, the twelve years old kid, was about to win, but in the end, he lost.
"And then came the 22nd World Martial Arts Tournament three years later. It's funny, 'cause in the past, the Tournaments were held every five years. But after seeing such awesome battles and fighters, it ended up being held every three years." Mr. Historia smiled. "This Tournament was held very shortly before the Great Demon King Piccolo appeared. You've already studied about the wars so you know what I'm talking about. Anyways, back to the Tournament, this time there was a whole fight between schools. It was the Turtle School of Master Roshi versus the Crane School of Master Shen."
'Dad and the others did tell me they had been fighting over which school was better at that Tournament,' Gohan remembered. 'Crane won the Tournament, but it was Turtle who won the whole thing if you think about it. Tien and Chiaotzu did change sides after the Tournament, after all.'
"The participants were: Man Wolf and Pamput, who were both neither with Crane nor Turtle School. For the Turtle School, there was Goku, Yamcha and Krillin. I think Jackie Chun—the former champ—was for the Turtle School too, despite him not being a student of it. For the Crane School, it was Tien Shinhan and Chiaotzu—two newcomers. The Tournament was won by Tien Shinhan, and the runner-up was once again Son Goku. They were all fierce enemies at the beginning, but apparently, they all became friends. I'm not sure if Tien and Chiaotzu quitted the Crane School or not."
"They did," Gohan confirmed, surprising everyone once again with his knowledge. "Tien and Chiaotzu realized following the Crane School was the wrong path for them and changed sides."
"Gohan… you're scarin' me with all that knowledge…" Sharpner said. Videl narrowed her eyes. Gohan had never talked of this. He actually seemed to hide it. Why was he talking now, when everyone was listening to him? It was like he forgot everyone else was there!
Gohan didn't reply to Sharpner's comment. In all honestly, he didn't know why he was supplying Mr. Historia with all that information. It could be suspicious—especially to that certain raven haired girl—and it could also risk him to get his secrets revealed. If someone found out about him, he, his family and his friends, would never be able to be in peace. Never! Not even a single day! Then why was he talking? Maybe it was because he wanted… he wanted that his father and his friends got the respect they deserved! Especially his father. His father had saved the world so many times, and no-one but the Z-Fighters and some very few others who knew the truth had ever thanked him. Not even once! It was unfair.
"Well…" Mr. Historia cleared his throat. He was once again amazed at Gohan's knowledge, and wondered why the boy even knew all that to begin with. He felt more and more tempted to ask him why he knew all that, but stopped himself. He had a class to teach. "To sum up, this Tournament marked the little 'war' between the Crane and the Turtle Schools, and it also marked the last time the ex-Champion, Jackie Chun, was ever seen. Three years later, at Age 756 came the 23rd World Martial Arts Tournament. Believe it or not, this Tournament decided the fate of the world. I was there, after all. I remember perfectly."
"Was it like the Cell Games?" Videl asked.
"No," Mr. Historia replied. "The Cell Games were practically made to decide the fate of the Earth. Everyone knew that if there was no winner, we were doomed. In this Tournament, however, no-one but the people involved in the fight knew that the world's fate was going to be decided that day. My father and I believed it was just another Tournament, but that wasn't it.
"I heard there was much less participants in the Tournament than in the previous years. The finalists were both, returning fighters as well as new ones. The returning fighters were Goku, Krillin, Yamcha and Tien. The new fighters were Mercenary Tao, Hero, Anonymous and Ma Junior."
'Mercenary Tao, Kami, Mom, Piccolo,' Gohan guessed.
"I remember how crazy this Tournament was. I never realized how serious the thing was. Ever since the beginning it had been a serious thing, yet we never realized it. You see, ever since the beginning there were weird things going on. A cyborg mercenary wanting to kill Tien Shinhan, and a goofy nerdy man who acted stupidly but was, in the end, quite the warrior. But was worse of all was that Ma Junior was no ordinary fighter. He was… King Piccolo's son."
There was a gasp in the whole class.
"I don't know when he had been born, but… Ma Junior for some reason came to the Tournament. He went through all the way of the preliminaries, to beat Krillin and Hero and get to the finals. He faced Son Goku there. I was never able to see the whole fight though."
"Why?" a student inquired.
"Because I ran away," Mr. Historia admitted. "The moment Ma Junior shouted he was King Piccolo's reincarnation… King Piccolo's son… I ran away. We all ran away. I don't think anyone but Goku's friends and the World Tournament Announcer stayed there. We were all so scared… To know he was King Piccolo's reincarnation all that time… it was a terrifying thought…
"It was then when my father told me. The day after the Tournament. He told me Son Goku had beaten Ma Junior and had become champion. I was happy. I felt like the world was safe once again." Mr. Historia smiled a little, remembering his young, teenage self when he was told Son Goku had defeated Daimaō Piccolo's son. "I'm not sure what happened to Ma Junior, or Son Goku, or any of them for that matter." Mr. Historia was kind of sad thought to this. He wanted to know what happened to Son Goku and the others.
"Do you think Ma Junior is somewhere planning his revenge?" a fearful student asked.
Gohan almost laughed, but stopped himself from doing so. "He won't," he said confidently. "Piccolo wasn't as evil as his father. It wasn't too long after the Tournament when he and Da—I mean, Goku, became allies. They're actually close friends now!" It was true. After hearing about Frieza and his power, Piccolo became some kind of ally to the Z-Fighters. He helped them fight evil that threaded Earth, not because of the safety of Earth but due to his own personal gain. He didn't want anyone to interfere in his plans. Of course, that didn't change until he offered to train Gohan. When Gohan became his friend, Piccolo finally found out what it felt to be loved by someone and had a change of heart. Honestly, Piccolo was like Gohan's Big Green Uncle!
"Gohan… you're really freaking me out with your knowledge," Sharpner stated.
"How do you know all that?" Erasa asked.
"I just do, okay?" Gohan replied. 'I'm not sure if it's a good idea to tell everyone I know these people. Not that I'm ashamed of it or anything, but they just won't leave me alone if they find out.'
"You act as you know these people," Pen pointed out.
A jock crossed his arms. "You know what; I don't think these people are even real." Everyone turned to him. Gohan glared at the jock.
"What do you mean?" a girl asked.
"Well, if what Gohan says is true, and this Ma Junior and Son Goku really are friends, then don't you think it was all acted?" the jock continued. "Something like the Cell Games. Maybe this Ma Junior was something like Cell, just a trickster trying to fool the whole world. Those Mysterious Fighters were also tricksters, right?" Gohan's glare at the jock intensified, but he took no notice of it. Gohan was really trying hard not to yell at the guy for saying that. "After all, isn't Son Goku a trickster as well?"
That did it.
"He isn't a trickster!" Gohan roared, scaring everyone. "He's one of the best fighters ever and I'm sure someone like you wouldn't stand a chance against him! None of these guys are tricksters! None of them! Just because they can do things you can't do doesn't mean they use tricks!"
"Maybe against him, but not against Mr. Satan! After all, not even Cell could beat him with his tricks. Why would they?" a jock wondered.
"They are not tricksters! And I'm sure they'd be a descent challenge for Mr. Satan!" 'They'd totally be able to get Satan's ass handed to him.' "I already told you. Just 'cause they can do things you can't do, it doesn't mean they're tricksters! Didn't you hear Mr. Historia? There were no mirrors or ropes or whatever at the ring! That proves they did not use tricks!"
"So? Maybe Mr. Historia never even realized? They're supposed to look real. Maybe they were so well made that the audience didn't notice," a nerdy student pointed out.
"I still think Son Goku is a trickster and a coward," the same jock as before stated.
Gohan felt like killing the jock at that very moment. No-one, no-one talked about his father that way! "He isn't a coward!" Gohan yelled. "And he isn't a trickster either! He faced Piccolo and defeated him! He wouldn't have done that if he was a coward. I'd like to see you in that situation!"
"Gohan, calm down!" Mr. Historia commanded. He himself didn't like someone talking about Son Goku like that, but Gohan reacted way too aggressively. Mr. Historia didn't even know why! Did Gohan have something to do with the former Champ?
Videl knew Gohan had a point. Yet she was surprised by how Gohan was acting. Gohan was nice and sweet, and he had never acted aggressively before. Videl knew Gohan was friends with the ex-Tournament participants—or at least, one of them—so she could understand if he was upset if they insulted them. But still, she never had expected him to act so aggressively, especially considering it was the truth. They were all tricksters… right?
"Why do you defend Son Goku and the others so much?" Sharpner asked in curiosity.
"Wait a minute…" Pen began. "Gohan, your surname is Son, right?" Gohan nodded. "And… isn't the former Champ's surname Son as well?"
Videl thought about it. It was true! Gohan had the same surname as Son Goku! Not to mention the same name and surname than the famous martial artist Son Gohan! Then… that meant… It couldn't be…
Pen immediately managed to put two-and-two together. "Are… are you Son Goku's… son?"
The class was silent. All the students and even Mr. Historia were waiting for Gohan's answer. Videl was staring at Gohan, as if trying to urge him to tell the truth. Gohan didn't even take notice of Videl's stare. He wondered… should he lie? Don't get him wrong. He was proud of being Son Goku's son. Yet, that meant no-one of his classmates would leave him alone. They all believed his father was a trickster. They wouldn't let him hear the end of it. But then again… why would he care? He and the others had never cared about what people said about them. Why should he now? Like it was his fault he had such an awesome, strong and powerful father!
"Yeah, that's right," Gohan replied proudly. "I am Son Goku's son—Son Gohan!"
Well, they had to find out someday, didn't they? How will Videl and the others react at Gohan being Son Goku's son?
Did you like Mr. Historia? I got his name from the Spanish word 'historia' which means history, and as he teaches History I think it was a good name for him. But of course, there was another source that kind of gave me the idea. Let's see if you find out. It's an anime/manga, that's all I'll say.
Aqua Roxas: You reviewed 12 minutes after I updated? Man, that was quick! xD
Engel2092: Probably. Humans were pretty ignorant in DBZ. Even when they were witnesses of real battles they were ignorant.
shugokage: Thanks! In Canon, I think Videl found out Gohan being Goku's son by doing research on the Internet if I'm not wrong. But this time, she didn't search for Gohan exactly but for the Mysterious Golden Warriors of the Cell Games. She doesn't need to look for Gohan's father on the Internet right now though 'cause she already found out.
J. Hellscythe: Good job! Almost everyone thought it was Yamcha, Krillin, etc., but not 17! For that I shall give you an imaginary cookie! *hands imaginary cookie*
IxiaLiliana: Thanks! The fox you're talking about is called Konkichi. I just happened to watch that episode on Tv not too long after you left your review xD Even though I have to see the Latin American dub on TV. Yay! Someone else who likes the Saiyan keeping their tails! I don't know why, but I'm keen on keeping those furry brown appendages. Make 'em look cooler I guess, and as you said, less-human. Videl wasn't able to put two and two together but she found out the truth this chapter. About time too! xD
dcp1992: Thank you! I know many authors make CC hide the information so I wanted to make it different. Besides, I don't exactly see why CC would cover the information. Sure, it's not normal, but the Z-Fighters never seemed to care that much about what people thought of them. And it sure isn't as they were ashamed of saving the world. Sure, they wanted to live normal lives and not have the press to bother them, but still, they seemed happy when someone acknowledged their efforts (which is definitely what they deserve, but that's another thing). Besides, you can find everything on the Internet, right? xD
Alen Alex: Thank you! I hope you liked this chapter! :)
Dbz Fan 8201: Thanks! I hope you enjoyed this chapter! :)
Dyton: Thanks! I agree with you, humans were pretty ignorant in DBZ. At least we're not ignorant when it comes to the Z-Fighters! xD
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