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Vivian walked down the sidewalk looking at the abandoned tents, everyone was in there seats by now waiting to see the pairings for the adult fight. She stomped around angrily, with no one around to distract her, her mind was forced to keep remembering what Trunk's said and how embarrassed she got it made her loose the fight. Why did he have to do it there? Maybe it was all a trick... He said that on purpose because he knew it would embarrass her and she would do something stupid. But why play with her like that? That wasn't nice. Deep down she wanted him to be serious about it. Inside the stadium she heard the crowd roar and the announcer praise Mr. Satin of being a gentleman for "letting Trunk's win". She laughed to herself hoping that having everyone believe he wasn't as strong as Mr. Satin, irritated him.

Sighing she plopped down on a bench wondering what to do next. She could go find her daddies and wish them good luck. Not that they really needed it. They were so strong she knew they would win each fight. Or she could go sit with her grandma and cheer them on from the seating. Anything was better than just sitting here being miserable with no one around. She wanted to be around the other people and watch the action. She couldn't wait to see her daddies in a real fight and see what her grandpa and their friends were made of. From the stories she's heard it should be fights to remember.

Slowly she stood up and turned to go towards the audience seating when in the distance she saw a crowd of heads and dust running in her direction. When they got closer she made out the two smallest figures Trunks and Goten behind them dozens of reporters, writers and TV camera men chased after them. Quickly she edged behind one of the tents not to be seen but it was too late. As Trunks and Goten passed by Trunk's reached out and grabbed her smooth green hand and jerked her along. She shirked stumbling to catch up with them as reporters fired off questions asking the each other how it felt being in 1st 2nd or 3rd place.

"Trunks how did it feel winning the Jr Competition?"

"Vivian, who taught you those amazing moves?"

"Goten, what are you going to do with your money?"

"Trunks, are you and Vivian a couple now?"

Vivian gasped and looked behind her at one of the female reports that asked the question. People had heard him ask her? She felt power, anger and embarrassment rise again and she didn't know whether to go after Trunks or this lady. Looking back over her shoulder she glared at the microphones and cameras in their hands until suddenly they cracked and shattered making all of them stop in their tracks confused looking down at the broken pieces of metal. She smiled content as Trunks pulled her along then turned a shard corner and jumped up to the rooftop. The three of them pressed their selves low down to the tiles panting quietly and peeked down below as the reporters start running in the wrong direction after them.

Once they were gone Vivian pulled her hand away from Trunks and sat up. "Get away from me, Trunks, I hate you." she said sourly, turning to face the opposite direction crossing her arms over her chest.

Trunks just smirked and rolled his eyes.

Goten gasped as if she had said a bad word. "Vivian! If mom or Gohan or Piccolo heard you say that you'd be in big trouble!"

"I don't care." she shrugged not turning around, trying not to imagine her grandmas red angry face or her daddies faces of disappointment in her for saying hurtful things.

"Fine. I was going to let you fight with me and Goten in the adult competition but I guess you don't want to..." Trunks sighed trailing off.

Slowly Vivian turned halfway around. "What...do you mean?"

"We got to fight with the adults," Trunks said determined. "Or we train so hard for nothing."

Vivian glanced over at him. "How? If our parents ever found out we would be dead."

He nodded looking around trying to think down below a man standing alone, who looked like he was wearing a bad Halloween custom of a ghost with sheet as a dress, yellow boots and gloves and a black triangle hood that hung down limply, with holes cut out for eyes like an executers mask. The man was pretty tall, if the three of them where to sit on each other's shoulders then they would be the same size as him and his whole body was covered with clothes so none of their skin or hair would be shown to give them away. And he was weak; they would be doing him a favor if they were to fight for him.

Trunks grinned and taped Vivian and Goten on the shoulder then pointed down at him. "He qualified to fight in the tournament."

"So? He's not a threat to our parents. He'll be knocked out within-" Vivian started confused Trunks cut her off.

"No, not that. But we could do him a favor and fight for him. Together we might be able to beat our dads" he shrugged.

Goten looked down at the man. "How can we fight for him? You can only fight one on one theirs three of us..."

"No one will know that," Trunks grumbled then slide down to the edge of the red clay tiled roof and jumped off. Vivian and Goten frowned and watched him.

Trunks walked up to him, innocently and tugged on his cape and the man turned around to talk to him. Suddenly Trunks smiled and punched the guy square in the jaw causing him to grunt loudly then fall to the ground unconscious. Goten laughed and jumped down too. Vivian rolled her eyes then followed.

"What are we going to do with him?" Goten asked looking down at him."

"If we sit on each other's shoulders and we can wear his custom and fight. Help me take off his clothes," Trunks said pulling off the man's yellow rubber boots. Goten helped him strip the man until he was just in his underwear then quickly they three scampered behind a wall with his cloths.

Vivian stared at Trunks like he was crazy. "How can we fight if we have to hold each other up?"

Trunks growled. "What's with all these questions?"

"It's a good question Trunk's; I don't think this can work..." Goten mumbled.

"Yes it can." Trunks urged as he pulled on the man's oversized boots then picked up the white sheet. Then grinned at them. "Now I'm on top...who's the middle and bottom?"

"Who says you get top?" Vivian demanded putting her hands on her hips.

"I'm the strongest." he replied.

"That's not fair!" Goten cried.

"If you're the strongest you should be on bottom." Vivian said.

"No!"

"Yes."

"No!" Trunks growled his teeth gritted tightly.

"You're already wearing the boots." Vivian smiled sweetly looking down at the yellow rubber boots. Trunks darkened looking down at the boots then glared at Vivian. "Besides you two weigh Aton from all the stuff you eat. Even if I were in the middle I wouldn't be able to hold you up."

"If you were on top you have to wear the gloves and you skins green if someone sees it will be a dead giveaway." he argued.

She bit her lip then looked at the yellow rubber gloves that looked like the gloves Mr. Popo used when he washed the dishes, in Goten's hands. Sighing she swiped them from him and wished they would fit, she slipped one on noticing they were huge they pulled all the way up her arm and they didn't end until her shoulder. "There. It's like a sleeve; no one will see my skin."

Cursing under his breath Trunk growled. "Fine. Goten your in the middle."

They walked around slowly just trying to pass time. Goku played peek-a-boo with Abigail and Anabell and Videl chatted more and more seeming to become friends, walking along their arms hooked together. Ana's idea, she was always easily friendly with people and she was a bit touchy feely. When she and Piccolo were together, he used to get slightly jealous when she held hands with her best friend or something else. He knew she didn't mean anything by it. She was never and had never been unfaithful to him.

Finally there was an announcement for the fighters to gather around for the drawling for parings. While they walked towards the gathering of fighters in front of them two small figures stood in their way, just standing there looking at them not moving at all. As they got closer Piccolo tightened up as he stared at the two. The bigger man slightly reddish wore a red uniform and Piccolo could detect that he was very strong but hiding his power. The smaller man looked angelic as he smiled at them; he was purplish with a dark blue uniform and just being close to him made Piccolo uncomfortable. Wolfgang felt it to, balling up his fists, rolling his shoulders and shifting from foot to foot. Goku could sense it to but not as much he stopped in front of them and eyed them.

"Hello." the smaller man said stepping up to him.

"Hello..." Goku said slowly.

"I'm Shin..." he smiled sticking out his hand to Goku.

"Goku."

The man's smile widened. "Ahh, Goku! I've traveled a long way to meet you." Goku jerked his head back confused and shocked but before he could speak the man carried on. "I've come here to see all of you, actually, in battle. You could say I'm quite a fan at how strong all of you are. I also see there are some new faces in your group." he looked to Wolfgang and Abigail curiously. Abigail whimpered turning to Gohan's chest and hunching over to hide herself as she rubbed her eyes. Wolfgang stiffened gritting his teeth glaring at him. Protectively Piccolo inched in front of Wolfgang and Gohan keeping them behind him.

"There my grandchildren..." Goku informed him slowly watching him carefully.

"Well then I see your son made a good match and their fruit didn't fall far from the tree. I watched your other granddaughter fight she's very strong. Shame she couldn't fight in the Adult Division. Your other son and Vegeta's son are very strong as well. I'm excited to see when they get older and they sustain much more power. The boy and the infant haven't tapped into their full power yet." Wolfgang gasped taking a step forward angry but Gohan held him back and Piccolo extended his arm slightly to the side to keep him back. It shocked them all that Wolfgang hasn't hit his full power level yet? He was far beyond Vivian and has been strong enough to take on both Gohan and Piccolo during training since he was just a couple weeks old. This guy had been talking about Abigail to? Piccolo had wanted to train her but he knew when she was born she would need help, guidance and protection. But it had been months now and she could still barley walked there was no way he could train as she was now. He hoped soon but there was still no telling if she would be able to or if he would even have the heart to do it now. "All your power is quiet amazing. I'm glad I made the trip. I look forward for a great fight in the ring."

Still confused Goku forced a smile. "Yeah. Should be good."

"Hmm..." the man nodded in agreement closing his eyes into thin slits. "It was a pleasure to meet you all. See you in the ring."

"Meet you there."

Abigail shirked in Gohan's chest as Goku and the man shook hands again. Anxiously Gohan bounced her as the man smirked then turned around walking down the pathway with his silent friend.

"There's something strange about them..." Videl whispered to Gohan quietly as they watched them walk away.

Gohan nodded, looking up at Piccolo who was deep in thought, softly he stroked his arm trying to pull him out of it but it didn't work. He stared after them mixed between confusion and stress. The farther away they got the more Abigail calmed down, until finally she laid her head on Gohan's shoulder and played with the fabric of his clothes absently.

"There is defiantly something strange about them..." Goku declared but shook his head brushing it off not wanting to hear anymore about it.

They waited until the two were a couple yards off until they followed into the tiled yard area where they were drawling names. After each name was called one tall skinny man dressed in orange would write it down on the whiteboard then a short pudgy man would mumble the name and number into a phone. Wolfgang looked around at the competition; their group was so big there weren't many other people to fight besides themselves. Someone in there group would be fighting in almost every fight. Some of the other competitors looked like just a joke, especially the one with the holey white sheet over himself, Wolfgang watched him wiggle around and seem to talk to himself. But some of the competitors looked like a real challenge. Two men who stood close together near the side mumbled to each other quietly. One man was skinnier and shorter but he still had huge muscles. The other man was huge with bulging muscles Wolfgang wondered how he could move. They both had the same tattoo of an M on their foreheads. Then there where the other two men that they had run into earlier, on the opposite side. They didn't seem that strong but Wolfgang could feel their amazing power being suppressed and they were just so menacing it sent chills down his spine.

Name by name was called until the whiteboard was full. He had been so busy looking at the competitors he forgot to look at who was fighting who. He even forgot to look at his match up. In the first round it was Krillin vs. a huge rolly polly man Pintar. Next would be his father and that angelic Shin man. Then Videl vs. The scariest muscular men Spokovitch. Another chill shot down his spin and he tensed up when he saw his match. He was going to be fighting that mans silent partner Kabito. After him 18 vs. some joke of a fighter Mighty Mask. Next his Dad vs. the other scary bulging muscles man Yamu. After them were Anabell vs. a young blond man that had been trying to flirt with her since they got into the circle, Jewel wasn't a treat to her in anyway. The match after hers was one he was excited to see his grandfather vs. Vegeta. His dads had told him Vegeta had always worked his ass off in order to try to be better than Goku but Goku always seemed to be one step ahead of him no matter what he did. Finally the last match in the first round would be Videl's dad vs. a tall man Killer. As much as Wolfgang did like Videl as a friend he couldn't help to think her dad was such a clown. Killer would beat him for sure.

This morning Wolfgang was excited to be fighting but now that he knew his match up he was a bit scared. He didn't know what he was capable of and for once Wolfgang didn't know if he could win. Balling up his fists he tried to concentrate on something else.

"So let's get this show on the road! Everyone to the waiting room by the ring! Krillin and Pintar get ready cause you're up first!" the announcer smiled then turned towards the ring.

Krillin laughed. "Wow we don't have to wait long for the best part of all. Vegeta and Goku in the first round."

"There won't be any ring for us to fight on when that's over." Gohan joked. Piccolo glanced at him then rolled his eyes.

Even with the announcer saying the fighting would start soon it was going to be another half an hour until it was actually going to begin. So they took their time walking to the fighters' waiting room. While the others chatted away Piccolo thought about that man and he felt the tension start working on him. Trying to ignore it he glanced around at his friends and saw Anabell. She was staring at Abigail again and he couldn't ignore that anymore.

"Let's go see if it's getting close to starting time yet," Goku said eagerly and everyone agreed.

Piccolo faded into the back of the group where Anabell was and growled not afraid of being rough with this tiny girl, he grab her arm tightly and threw her against the wall. She gasped quietly hitting it hard her head snapping up to look at him. He glared down at her holding both her wrists in his hands up against the sides of her head. Everyone walked on chatting away not noticing what had just happened.

"What are you doing?" he demanded, holding her tighter.

She squeaked trying to push away. "What do you mean?"

"Everything," he growled. "What are you doing here? What happened to your big adventure? And why do you keep looking at my Abigail like that?"

Shocked she looked up at him when he said MY Abigail. He only said that about people he really and truly cared about like his loves or family. She used to be HIS Anabell...That's how she knew he liked Gohan when he said HIS Gohan one day by accident. Quickly she shook it off."I'm not looking at her in any way."

"Yes you are." he knew Ana, she was never a good liar and she hadn't got any better."You look at her like your studying her."

He watched her turn her head to the side deep in thought. Finally she looked back up at him. "Has she gone to see any doctors?"

"Chichi looked her over when she was born, she was just premature." he answered quickly.

"She's not a doctor. Have you not taken Abigail for checkups or to see if she's developing right?"

"Are you saying something's wrong with my daughter?" He demanded pushing her up harder against the wall.

"It's too early to tell...It could just be a development delay or...it could be something else..." she whispered.

Piccolo's felt energy flow through him as he got angrier and angrier. Was she really telling him something could be wrong with his daughter? Instantly his mind whorled around to accuse Anabell. Had she really come here to just make his life with Gohan and his family miserable? By making him think there was something wrong with their youngest child. Was she really that jealous? Maybe that's why she came back her adventure didn't work out like she wanted and now she was here trying to rip a hole in their family to try to get back together.

He hadn't noticed he was holding her so hard that under his hands he could feel the bones of her wrists buckle ready to snap and shatter at any time. Surprisingly she wasn't fighting back like she usually did she just stood there staring at him, her eyes wide from the pain. "This is why you came back to tell me this?"

"I came back because I missed home-"

"You've hated your home ever since you were a little girl-"

"I missed my brothers- I missed my friends-"

"You came back to try to tear me and Gohan apart!"

Anabell froze her mouth opened from what she was about to say before that. From the way she was dumbfounded and stuck without words Piccolo knew he was right. He let go of her wrists turning swiftly to walk down the hall. Shaking out of it Anabell took a couple steps forward to follow him then stopped to wound up in emotions to move anymore, she rubbed her aching wrists."No! You're not letting me explain-Piccolo!-" when he kept walking away she went straight to the point.

"A couple months ago I had a child!" She screamed but no one was in earshot to hear.

Piccolo stopped and turned slightly to look back at her confused, he made timelines in his head from the last time they were together but she said only a few months ago it couldn't be his.

She was shaking her head hung low. "My partying and being reckless got the best of me. I met this guy and it was just a one night thing... A couple weeks later I felt weird so I went to the doctor. I-I didn't know what I was going to-" she choked holding back tears. "I never saw that guy again- I didn't even know his name- Months went by and I went in for an ultrasound. The doctor said it wasn't good. With my size and from all the trauma my body's been though over the years from the fighting the baby was going to have something wrong with it. So he suggested I prepare for that. In my design classes I met a girl who volunteered at a community center for disabled people. I went with her and I picked up on different signs-"

"But you're not a doctor, Anabell, you are wrong -nothing's wrong with Abigail-" Piccolo growled.

"Maybe, Piccolo and if nothing is wrong then I'm so sorry for bringing it up. I'm deeply sorry for wanting to help you and my brother do what's best for your children. A check up won't hurt her."

"What happened-" he snapped glaring at her unable to think about what she had said about Abigail so he changed the subject back to her child. "What happened to your child?"

Like he had slapped her, her eyes closed in pain."...I... couldn't breath and my heart was having problems so they had to deliver early...H-He didn't make it." she whispered, her whole tiny frame shook hard and tears spilled down her cheeks then to the floor.

Piccolo closed his eyes at "He" she lost a little boy. What if that had been him loosening Abigail or the twins he couldn't imagine the pain. He stood where he was half turned to her and looked down at the floor to mix in confusing emotions to know what he was feeling. He was extremely angry Anabell would even consider something was wrong with his child. But maybe she was right Abigail didn't act like other babies her age but he clung to the hope that Anabell was right and it was just a development delay. Anabell was his best friend and he knew she wouldn't be saying this to be hurtful but he couldn't help but to think she was doing this to hurt him and Gohan. He felt awful for her loss but like he told her when she left, what he always told her when she was a kid she needed to be smart and don't make stupid decisions. Without thinking he took a step towards her ready to take her in his arms then stopped himself turning around to walk slowly down the hall. He heard her sniffling behind him then a soft thud as she sank down to her knees by the wall crying.

In the waiting room everyone stood in the corner. The other fighters around stretching and warming up. Gohan held his hands out letting Videl punch them as warm up. Wolfgang held Abigail's hands letting her nervously step around whimpering almost like she was pacing or being a little worried puppy. Wolfgang didn't notice he stared at his opponent across the room, the reddish looking man, Kabito, who was with the smaller man Shin who Piccolo was fighting. Piccolo watched his son and he was surprised to see a little nervousness and fear in his eyes. He was always so excited to fight and seemed to never be intimidated. But Piccolo couldn't blame him. He was felt uneasy with his own partner. This Shin guy was more than he says, he was hiding his identity and he was suppressing his power and he was much, much, much stronger than he looks.

Gohan looked up at him as he got closer. "Hey, where's Anabell?"

"She'll be here soon. She wanted a moment to warm up by herself," he replied putting a firm hand on Wolfgang's shoulder. Gohan nodded slowly.

"Something bad is going to happen..." Wolfgang mumbled almost too low for Piccolo to hear.

He looked down at him confused then patted his shoulder looking at Shin, he felt the same way. It was stressing him out and he didn't know if he'd be able to fight him. "Stay focused, Wolfgang, don't let him intimidate you."

He nodded.

Finally Anabell came back in her eyes slightly red and puffy from the tears and her hands still shaking a little as she drummed her boney fingers against her white tights, she acted like nothing was the matter, but she kept her distance from Piccolo and Abigail and stood far off besides 18 looking out to the staff workers running around. Gohan knew she was upset and he glanced at Piccolo disapproving thinking he did something to upset her. Piccolo shook his head then bent down to sweep up Abigail holding her tightly to his chest. Goku didn't even notice Ana's expression but he bounced around excitedly.

"Lady's and gentlemen, here it is, what you all came for!...The World Martial Arts tournament begins!... For the first match it will be repeated competitor Pintar vs. Krillin who hasn't been in the ring for a few years now!"

Krillin sighed hanging his head. "Still waiting for the fun to start," he mumbled.

The huge man stomped up to him each step shaking the whole ground as he did, he smiled down at Krillin then jerked his head out to the ring. "Let's go, little man."

It was over in seconds.

Piccolo was feeling more nervous than ever, his arms were crossed tightly over his chest and his eyes shut trying to concentrate as he stood in the corner. He couldn't tell what was bothering him the most this whole thing with Anabell or Shin. Gohan glanced over at him and bit his lip sadly taking the baby out of Piccolo's arms and setting her down next to Wolfgang then going over to him, softly wrapping his arms around his waist, kissing his lips that were pressed together tightly, and then he kissed on down his jaw and down his neck. Piccolo didn't open his eyes and Gohan sighed laying his head on his chest.

"What's wrong?" he asked softly.

"He's stronger than he looks and there's just...a strange sense floating around...Wolfgang can feel it too..." he mumbled not opening his eyes.

"You're strong, Piccolo..." Gohan whispered, hugging him tighter.

"Piccolo!" Krillin yelled smiling playfully. Slightly irritated Piccolo opened his eyes. Krillin smiled apologetically then pointed out to the ring. "They want the next pair."

Piccolo nodded darkening as across the room Shin smiled angelically at him. Gohan placed both his hands on either side of his face making him look at him. "Do what you can...I love you..."

"I love you too, kid..."

Gohan smiled and kissed him again softly.

"Piccolo and Shin come on out!" the announcer called again and the audience started to yell already getting restless.

Softly Piccolo preyed Gohan's hands off his face then walked towards the door were Shin waited. As he past Abigail shirked reaching out to grab his cape and she tugged it as hard as she could. Confused Piccolo looked down at her, her tiny legs trembled but she stayed up determined, she reached out a tiny hand to him the other still holding his cape. She was trying to sing to him and he wanted to finally experience that like Videl and Gohan did but the announcer called again and he had to go out. Gohan bent down taking both her hands in his then nodding at Piccolo. Patting her softly on her head for a quick second Piccolo walked off following Shin out into the sun. Behind him Abigail shirked over and over trying to follow him but Gohan held onto the back of her yellow dress so she couldn't take more than a couple steps. Wolfgang moved next to Ana to watch his father eager to see him in battle.

"Fight!"

In the back of the room Vivian swayed on Goten's shoulders and Trunk's growled as he stepped forward then backwards trying to keep their balance. He was starting to think they were right. This was one of his stupidities ideas yet.

"Vivian quit moving!" he grumbled.

"I wanna see my Dad fight!" she whined trying to look over all the taller people in the waiting area.

"He didn't look to good when he went out. Maybe he's sick?" Goten added.

Vivian bit her lip worried, something strange was making her heart pound and her stomach turn. She didn't like the look on her Dad or brother's face. Even Abigail looked worried too and Vivian wondered what it was. She leaned forward again and Trunk's stumbled and shuffled forward crossing the room. Vivian and Goten's arms flailing as they past everyone then finally they both reached out and caught the doorframe of the entrance of the waiting room. The three froze keeping their eyes focused outside as next to them Anabell and Wolfgang looked at them oddly then looked at each other confused shaking their heads and shrugging.

Gohan came up behind Wolfgang, holding a struggling Abigail in one arm and putting his other hand on Wolfgang's shoulder. He had never seen Piccolo this stressed out and worried and it scared him. Was it a good idea to even enter this tournament if everyone was feeling so uneasy about the other competitors? What if they were right and something bad happens like if someone got hurt? He couldn't bear to think of his love or his babies hurt. Silently he watched Shin and Piccolo stand across from each other, staring each other down, every second Piccolo looked more and more stressed out as he struggled to raise his power. The crowd was starting to get impatient shouting loudly down to the ring wanting action.

"What's he doing?" Wolfgang asked turning around to look at his Dad.

Gohan looked down at him sadly, stroking his antennas. "I don't know, buddy..."

Besides them Vivian stole a quick glance to them only to look straight back out because Anabell was staring straight at them, a smug smile on her lips her eyebrows raised. Her heart pounded hard against her chest and loudly in her ears she feared Anabell might tell and she feared for her Dads safety.

Suddenly outside Piccolo gasped and his eyes went wide stricken. Abigail wailed at the same time reaching for him. Gohan looked at him then down at her and back worriedly taking a step forward ready to go to him.

"Ummm...guys, you can fight at any time now..." the announcer whispered to them slowly.

But Piccolo shook his head. "No." He turned and started to walk away back towards the waiting room.

Shin looked a little shocked himself but just smiled standing where he was. The announcer looked from the back of Piccolo to Shin over and over then threw his hands up in the air. "Shin wins by forfeit!"

Wolfgang frowned staring at his father a little disappointed. He was so strong how could he just forfeit like that? Piccolo walked into the waiting room and Gohan ran to him throwing his arm around his waist and burying his face in his chest. Abigail clapped a tiny hand on his arm, grumpily, her dark eyes with watery anger and her little forehead wrinkled in annoyance, her little fingers refusing to let go, keeping him there as her other hand reached for his face.

"Is he that strong, Piccolo?" Goku asked gravely.

He nodded, slowly backing Gohan into the back of the room for privacy. "Stronger than you think."

In the back Abigail clapped her hand on his cheek and softly sang. Amazingly, instantly her chimes made him at peace. It made him forget about what just happened and why he slightly feared to fight Shin. He grinned down at her as she rocked her song better than a symphony. Gohan watched her still holding onto Piccolo, smiling. When she finished she patted his cheek as roughly as she could, seeming to enjoy hitting him since he made her wait, then she curled up in his cape.

"Thank you, Abigail." he murmured.

"What happened?" Gohan asked worried.

"He's not who he says he is..." Piccolo mumbled.

"Who is he?" Wolfgang asked turning to look at him.

Piccolo shook his head. "Not now..."

Kabito eyed Piccolo from the corner of the room then looked back to Shin who strode casually to his side. Everyone looked at him in either fear or confusion. Piccolo glared at him, getting more suspicious. What was he doing here? What would be so important for him to show up when he's never been to this world before?

"Videl! Spokovitch! Come on out!"

Surprised they were already starting so soon Gohan turned around to look at Videl who stretched trying to seem at ease as she stared at her huge opponent. Gohan feared for his other best friend, she was strong but this guy could snap her like a twig. He didn't want her to go out there because in the pit of his stomach he knew she was going to her hurt but she was Videl. She wouldn't back out even if he got on his knees, cried and begged.

He sighed and hung his head, the best thing he could do for her was to cheer her on. "Good luck, Videl," he told her with fake cheerfulness.

She smiled brightly. "Thanks, Gohan." She turned cracking her knuckles that were covered in her black gloves. The huge muscular man waddled to the door waiting for her to leave first.

As she passed Ana who was still standing near the doorway, Ana frowned sadly and reached out to gentle pat her shoulder. "Be careful, Videl."

"I'll be fine, Anabell. My dad took this guy down before. I'm sure I can do it." she giggled.

Slowly Ana nodded still unsure but let her go on outside with Spokovitch right behind her.

What happened next everyone dreaded letting her go out. At first everyone though Videl was going to win because the guy didn't fight but. But soon enough he did and he wasn't merciful. Every time she got thrown down they wished she would stay down and save herself but she was so persistent. The crowd was cowering in their seats watching the man beat this poor little girl up. Anabell shirked unable to watch anymore she covered her face with her hands and sank down the doorframe. Gohan couldn't take it anymore he sat Abigail down and ran foreword wanting to go help his friend.

Quickly Piccolo reached out and grabbed him around the waist. "No, Gohan!"

Goku spun around to watch his son struggle to get out of Piccolo's arms and shook his head. "There's nothing we can do, Gohan."

"Yes there is!" he screamed, his power level shooting up sparks of energy lighting around him.

"Calm down, lower your energy, Gohan," Goku told him.

Piccolo held him tighter to him, he bent his head low to whisper soothing words into his ear that calmed him down a little but Gohan didn't give up he pushed against Piccolo's arms trying to get free. "Gohan..." Piccolo murmured dangerously in his ear as warning.

Outside there wasn't much more of a fight it was just that guy kicking around the poor broken toy. Suddenly he grabbed Videl by her short choppy black hair and held her up so her feet wasn't even touching the ground, and over and over he rammed his fist into the side of her head. It was terrifying to watch.

"Videl!" Gohan yelled, Piccolo held onto his green Syian Man uniform to keep him from running out.

Ana couldn't take it anymore she stood back up and spun around to the smaller man Yamu who laughed watching his partner slowly kill her. "Call him off!" she screamed. "She's just a young girl! He's won now tell him to stop!" She was shaking with anger and terror, softly Goku put a hand on her shoulder, his teeth gritted as he glared at him to.

Yamu just grinned and shrugged. "Spokovitch! Enough!"

Outside he looked up at him stupidly then rolled his eyes, slamming his fist one more time into the side of Videl's head. Wolfgang stood behind his parents silently and watched in horror, his fists balled up; it was his friend out there getting beat up. He realized how he wasn't really prepared for this. In training his father would be rough with him and in the end he would end up with cuts, bruises or black eyes but his father never pushed any farther than that. Once he and Vivian were down, their fathers stopped. Then even though Wolfgang would be frustrated at himself and his father for beating him but he knew his father didn't do it on purpose or do it just to be evil. His family loved him and he knew they would never hurt each other. But this guy was pure evil. Videl was only human and she was down for the count a long time ago but he just kept going. She looked like a torn rag doll now and if he hit her one more time she would probably die.

Finally the man let Videl's limp body drop to the ground and everyone was silent watching in fear. The man just grunted a laugh kicked Videl in the side making her scream then he turned to walk down the steps. No one watching moved they were to in shock. Gohan didn't know whether to take care of his guy himself there and then or to go to Videl and help her. But everyone was still frozen in shock so no one was moving to help her. Breaking free of Piccolo, Gohan ran forward past Spokovitch who was smiling evilly as he walked back and jumped up the ring steps to Videl's side. He was afraid to touch her she was in such bad shape, being as gentle as he could he turn her over onto her back and weakly she cried out. He knew first aid but this was beyond a cut needing a band aid she needed a doctor. At that moment he didn't care if his real identity was revealed he threw off his sunglasses and bandana into the grass and looked over her. Around them still no one had moved.

He spun around to the announcer and the other staff members who looked at Videl their eyes and mouths wide open. "Hey!" he yelled. "Snap out of it and get a doctor! Now!"

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