DRAGONBALL Z
THE LEGEND OF THE ULTIMATE
GREAT SAIYAMAN
Chapter 14
Bulma looked up from behind the motorcycle she was working on and stared at Gohan who had just finished explaining his predicament and situation to Bulma. She was amazed at what had happened to the young Saiyan and just from his first day of high school.
Setting down the wrench she held tightly in her hand and rubbing her grease covered gloves on her working track pants, she brought her thumb and index finger to her chin and dipped her head in thought. Her face scrunched up in concentration as she racked at her brain for a solution to Gohan's problem.
"And you're saying that Videl Satan, the daughter of Hercule wants to unmask you and the Gold fighter at the same time because she suspects you as the Gold fighter himself", asked Bulma, recapping what had just been said. Gohan nodded with a distressed look on his face.
"Yeah and she's hell bent on going through every detail of my life to figure me out. I don't think I should be the Gold fighter next time since my outfit and features is more of a give away then ever", said Gohan, pinching at his vest and pulling it out before letting it snap back into position.
Bulma nodded at hearing this and thought harder. It was then when the answer came to her and she clicked her fingers in success, a cheerful expression replacing her once concentrative expression.
"I've got it", she exclaimed, turning to the Saiyan half breed. "I'll design an outfit you can wear while you're fighting crime. Yeah! It's perfect, I think I'll be able to find you something from Capsule Corp's wardrobe no problem!"
Gohan smiled and held his fist up in triumph. "Yes, that would be nice, thanks Bulma. How soon can you get it done", asked Gohan. Bulma thought for a moment, scratching her chin.
"Well, finding the accessories won't be a problem. The only problem will be trying to find you a suitable device to allow you to conceal your outfit. I'd say I'll have it done by 8:30. Can you wait a couple of hours?"
Gohan nodded in agreement. "Of course… Hey, do you mind if I spend some time with Trunks?"
Bulma clapped her hands together. "That would be swell Gohan. Sure you can. He's in the GR training with Vegeta!"
Gohan's eyes widened slightly. "Really, isn't he a little too young for that?"
Bulma crossed her arms with an amused look on her face. "Yeah, but hey, at least he's tired by the end of the day so that he doesn't wreck havoc around the house. But I must say, Vegeta is definitely dead said on making Trunks stronger then you!"
Gohan chuckled nervously. "Wow, come to think of it that's pretty scary. Do you think Trunks will live through all of it?" Bulma shrugged.
"Who knows, he's holding up well so far. I'm beginning to wonder he's giving Vegeta a run for his money." She smiled and turned to Gohan. "Well Gohan, feel free to walk around, I suppose you would want to get some of your homework done while you're here too."
"Oh… oh-Ok, and thanks again Bulma", said Gohan. With that said, he left for his designated station, aka, the GR where he expected Trunks and Vegeta to be. He could sense both their ki's coming from the far side of the building and knew the exact halls to take to reach them. He had, after all, taken to wandering the many halls of Capsule Corp to memorize this entire labyrinth in case he needed to make a quick stop or deliver an important message.
"I wonder if this outfit Bulma has chosen would work."
Taking a right turn down the last hall towards his destination, Gohan's eyes landed on Trunks' back when the chibi Saiyan came into view. The lavender haired boy was wiping his face and standing in front of a full body mirror next to the GR. Gohan smiled at the sight of his friend and walked up behind him, his own reflection appearing in the mirror.
"Hey there Trunks!"
Hearing a familiar voice sounding behind him, Trunks looked up and laughed when he saw Gohan's familiar face reflected behind his reflection. "Hey there Gohan, how's it going?"
Gohan smiled down at the lavender haired child. "Oh, it's been… interesting. Anyway, how's training going with your father, has he been pushing you too hard?"
Trunks shrugged and dabbed the side of his neck. "Nah, its OK I guess. I think he just takes it easy on me because I'm a kid and since I'm his own son, I think he softens up a little bit too much."
Gohan raised an eyebrow in disbelief. "Vegeta taking it easy on his own son, now that's something new. Who would have ever thought of Vegeta going soft on a kid? When I was Trunks' age, I was in real deep fights with his father, and I mean really deep fights, not with words but with fists."
During Gohan's thoughts, Trunks took this opportunity to look around the teenage Saiyan. Confusion was read in his face and the young chibi turned back to Gohan.
"Hey Gohan, is Goten with you?" Gohan stared at Trunks for a moment and shook his head.
"Sorry Trunks, I just came here after school finished so I didn't bring Goten with me", replied Gohan. He watched Trunks' mood drop along with his expression.
"Oh… I see." Trunks' mood however did a complete 180 and he grinned up at Gohan. "But since you're here, you want to go play, I bet you I'll cream you in today's spar!"
Gohan chuckled and nodded. "All right then, but don't cry when I beat you again. Your mother would never forgive me if I hurt you and Vegeta would be coming after me like last time. I don't think I'll be able to stop a full grown Super Saiyan with a temper like his again."
At that moment, the GR blast doors opened catching Gohan and Trunks' attention. The pair turned towards the door to see a sweaty Vegeta step out of the GR dressed in a pair of tight blue Spandex shorts and white boots. Since he didn't wear a top, his battle scarred chest and torso was exposed, as well as his back.
Gohan took this time to check out Vegeta's ki signature. He raised an eyebrow and would have chuckled in amusement if the Saiyan prince hadn't been here. Vegeta had only grown 0.05 stronger than before, not much of a strength upgrade. Gohan could gain 5 just from sparring with his brother, only because he was in normal form and Goten was at Super Saiyan 2, which was quite tough considering Goten was almost equal with him when transformed. Sometimes when sparring on his own Gohan could reach 6.75 stronger then what he was previously but that was just it.
Not forgetting his manners, Gohan smiled kindly towards Vegeta as the prince of Saiyan's approached. "Hey there Vegeta, how are you doing?"
Vegeta took a glance at Gohan and grunted; taking in Gohan's schooling boyhood features and looks. He snorted when he noticed how low Gohan's ki was. What he didn't know was that Gohan was concealing most of his ki so to appear weak towards the Saiyan prince and not damage Vegeta's reputation. Gohan had little to fear of the old prince.
(Character profiles)
Stats:
Name: Vegeta Briefs
Race: Saiyan (prince)
Age: 46
Status: Alive
Power levels:
Base: 65,000,000
Super Saiyan: 165,000,000
Name: Gohan Son
Race: Half Saiyan, half human
Age: 19
Status: Alive
Power levels:
Base (masked): 45,000,000
Base (unmasked): 232,000,000
Super Saiyan (masked): 145,000,000
Super Saiyan (unmasked): 460,300,000
Super Saiyan 2 (masked): 250,000,000
Super Saiyan 2 (unmasked): 650,450,000
('…')
"Look at you! A true Saiyan warrior would be training and would always be ready for when danger arises. You sorry-excuse for a Saiyan have been slacking", Vegeta said, complimenting Gohan's ki level. Gohan merely smiled and shrugged.
"Guess studying does that to you", said Gohan. Vegeta merely grunted and turned to his son, seeing Trunks staring up at him in confusion.
"I'll be seeing you tonight so we can finish what we started." Trunks blinked a couple of times and nodded with a smile.
"Yes sir!"
With a satisfied grunt, Vegeta turned and stalked down to the recovery chamber where he planned to bathe in the recovery tank for a while. Gohan and Trunks followed Vegeta with their eyes for a moment before Trunks turned to Gohan with a disappointed expression in play.
"Gohan, is it true that you haven't been training? You seem pretty weak now", said Trunks. Gohan turned to Trunks and chuckled with amusement.
"What, oh come on Trunks, you know me better then that. Of course I didn't stop training and I never have. I'm just hiding; just don't tell your father OK, I don't think he would take it very well if he knew I was stronger then him."
Trunks blinked a couple of times in surprise but then smiled and nodded. "Oh, OK. Sure. Come on, I want to show you some of my new moves. Prepare to be hammered!"
A couple hours later…
"There we are Gohan, your new Super hero costume. Come on, give it a whirl", said Bulma, handing Gohan the band she held in her hand. Gohan, starring at the outstretched hand curiously collected the object Bulma held out towards him. To his surprise, it wasn't an ordinary band, it was a wrist watch made especially from CC technology.
He examined the digital watch thoroughly before strapping it to his right wrist, making sure the face of the watch was facing him.
Seeing Gohan's confusion edging in his features, Bulma stepped forward and pointed out the face of the watch and the numerous buttons patterning its features.
"This watch Gohan is not only a watch but it also holds your super hero outfit. So, you wouldn't want to call it a watch if you don't want to. The blue and red buttons on the right hand side allows you to access your outfit and access your previous outfit. Just make sure you're wearing proper underpants since they don't switch with the outfits", said Bulma, eyeing Gohan suspiciously. "The rest of the device is just an ordinary watch so you won't have much trouble accessing your gear."
Gohan smiled and nodded. "Cool, I'll give it a try!"
Gohan pressed the red button on the watch. He felt his clothes dematerialize for a brief instant, and they were then replaced with what had to be an outfit that seemed awfully familiar to him. He wore a full body, tight black spandex uniform with white gloves and white boots. To add to his outfit, he wore a green over top like his father's gi, a black belt with a yellow buckle, a white turban and black shades.
Gohan looked at himself in the mirror and grinned. "Awesome… Saiyan spandex wear! Thanks Bulma", said Gohan, turning back to the blue haired woman. Bulma grinned.
"I knew you would like it. However, I like you better in Goku's gi, you look much more handsome and much more like your father", said Bulma. Gohan smiled and nodded, throwing a triple punch.
"Cool, easy to move, light, and stylish", said Gohan. He turned to Trunks.
"What do you think", asked Gohan. Trunks grinned, giving him the thumbs up.
"You look awesome Gohan"!
"Thanks Trunks. And thank you Bulma. I should get going now." Gohan pressed the blue button and his normal clothes came back.
Trunks pulled on his mother's leg, "Hey, mom, can I have an outfit like that too? With the watch thing"
"Maybe… I'll see you around, Gohan. Say hello to your mother for me", said Bulma. Gohan nodded and gave her the thumbs up, making sure his glasses were on securely.
"I will, see yah Bulma. See yah Trunks!" called Gohan, leaping out the window and taking flight into the now orange and purple sky above caused by the sun setting in the distance. Trunks rushed over to the window and waved after the young Saiyan, Bulma joining him at a much more sedative pace.
"Good bye Gohan, come back soon!" yelled Trunks as he watched Gohan disappear into the distance, back home to his family. Trunks' eyes glimmered in the sun with happiness but it instantly faded when Gohan disappeared from sight. The purples haired half breed sighed and stared at the ground at his feet.
"There he goes…"
A few minutes later…
Gohan soon found himself flying over Satan city once more while on route for home. To his relief, it was still daylight but the sun was still slowly setting in the West. During his little flight, he thought to himself about hat kind of name he could use.
"Since I'm not the Gold fighter anymore, I should really make a new name so that I wouldn't be referenced with a name I wouldn't like to be called. Just because I have blonde hair in Super Saiyan doesn't mean I need…" Gohan was unable to finish his thoughts when he spotted a yellow buggy below moving at high speeds, weaving through slow moving cars and causing citizens to jump out of the way scared out their wits at almost being hit by the car.
Gohan scowled at the sight and enhanced his vision on the car speeding below. He could see the two men clearly through the glass window on the roof of their car. The two men were wearing Hawaiian shirts, wearing black, expensive sunglasses and board shorts. They had a whole case of beer in the back of their car and were cheering and shouting while having their fair share of the beer. Gohan concluded from observations that they were both drunk.
"Stupid drunks, I have to stop them before they hurt someone. Well, I'd better hold off the hero name for now" thought Gohan. Doing a spin in mid-flight, Gohan suddenly shot out of the sky and dived down towards the yellow buggy, eyes focused solemnly on his target.
The driver at the yellow buggy howled and did a sharp turn into another main road, nearly running over four people and crashing into a blue Holden driving in the opposite direction. The car skidded out of the way and stopped in the middle of the crossroad it was about to turn in to. "Wooo-whooo… this is great, I love this town. I don't know what I like doing more: running people over or running animals over!"
The passenger next to him grinned and tossed his drink can at a group of people walking on the sidewalk. "Yeah, this is awesome. Hey, let's go to… SHIT! LOOK OUT!"
The driver, seeing his partner pointing towards some figure that had landed in the middle of the road hit the breaks, skidding forward across the ground. However, the car was too close to the person when the driver had hit the breaks and both passengers shut their eyes to await the thud.
The thud never came however except for a large lurch and a grinding vibration. When both drivers looked back up, they saw the figure clearly through the windshield, foot on the bonnet, arms crossed and a serious scowl on his face. Somehow, the masked figure managed to slow the car down and shove it too a halt, forming a small indent in the front with his foot.
Both passengers in the car stared in shock at the man in front of them before both furiously stomped out of the car and pointed threateningly at the man in front of them.
"Who the hell are you asshole!" yelled the tallest of the pair who was the driver.
"Yeah, you ruined our joyride", yelled the fat one of the two. Gohan glared at the two and dislodged his foot from the front of the car and stepping back onto solid concrete, arms still crossed over his chest in a disappointed manner.
"I'm sorry but your ride ends here. Do you know how many people you could have injured, or worse, KILLED?!"
The two men grinned and stepped forward, brandishing their fists.
"Oh yeah, well who are you nut case?"
A shocked and surprised crowd had already gathered around the scene on the sidewalks and road. The commotion had attracted quite a lot of people and after watching this mysterious masked stranger stop a car by merely putting his foot forward was quite an amazing feat.
Seeing that the time to propose a name for his new hero campaign, Gohan thought up something catch but not too delinquent. After thinking for a moment, Gohan smiled and pointed at the men.
"My name is the Great Saiyaman! I am protector of the innocent and the light to the darkness… I am truth. Ally to good, nightmare to you!" declared Gohan, allowing a gust of invisible ki to escape from beneath him, sending dust hurling into the air.
The men and the crowd stared at him in what appeared to be surprise for a moment but then burst out into fits of laughter. Gohan was taken aback by this after thinking that his little speech would have awed the crowds and criminals. In fact, they were actually amused by this.
"W-W-What the hell kind of name is Saiyaman! HAHAHAHAHA, you're even weirder than I thought", laughed the driver. His partner slapped his back and crossed his arms over his gut to ease the pressure from laughing so hardly. The rest of the crowd were either sniggering or chuckling in amusement.
Gohan's eye twitched and he balled his fists by his sides. His teeth bore in anger and his eyes flashed turquoise under his sun glasses. In a yell of rage, Gohan powered up, his white aura bursting around him with great force. The people around him stopped laughing immediately and screamed as a gale of wind picked up, almost knocking them over.
The winds died down a second later, leaving the street with an outrageous wind look. The two drivers at he yellow buggy stared at the Gohan in shock with disheveled clothes and startled expressions while Gohan glared daggers at them.
"STOP LAUGHING!" yelled Gohan, stomping his foot into the ground. The ground cracked and shook sharply and violently, almost shattering the windows of the ground on the surrounding streets. "I put a lot of thought into that name!"
Gohan stomped his foot again. This time a few windows cracked and the ground shook longer and more violently. The cracks and crater beneath his foot grew. One of the cracks extended further than the rest of the cracks forming beneath Gohan and formed a crevice leading towards the car and burying it under rubble as the crevice extended under its right side. The car had fallen into the crevice, leaving it at an angel to the road.
The men by the car jumped back in shock and stared at their distressed vehicle in bewilderment. The rest of the crowds also stared in shock before turning towards the so called Great Saiyaman.
Gohan had calmed down a few seconds later and was now standing where he was, behind one of the two men, arms crossed and tapping his foot in an impatient manner. When the two drunks turned to him, Gohan raised a visible eyebrow and nodded.
"So, about the name?"
The men, realizing their predicament did a complete 180 in their mood and smiled towards the Great Saiyaman kindly while fixing up their glasses and clothes.
"OH… it's Great Saiyaman! We're terribly sorry for causing trouble here today sir. We weren't aware of our actions", exclaimed the driver convincingly.
"Yes Great Saiyaman, we're very sorry. Please forgive us", said the passenger. Gohan sharpened his glare, making the two men cringe in fear.
"So, do you two promise never to cause mischief and harm again and that you will respect and obey our laws and regulations?"
The men nodded with equal grins. "Yes sir!"
Giving them a smile and a satisfied nod, Gohan walked over to their car and with one hand, lifted the vehicle from the crevice and back onto the road with a loud thud. The drunks stared with wide eyes as this masked hero placed their car effortlessly back onto the road. If it weren't for their glasses, their eyes would have popped right out of their sockets.
Stepping back and watching the two men with shaking limbs get back into the car, Gohan saluted to them with a proud smile.
"Drive safely now, or else I might find you again on one of my flights!"
The two men, not wanting to be in any trouble chose to do so and before the driver took off, the passenger smiled out the window towards the Great Saiyaman and waved.
"We will Mr. Saiyaman!" With that said the car took off down the road at the regular speed limit, both careful and determined to not break the laws and get into any more trouble.
Levitating into the air, Gohan turned and took off back home. He smiled, pleased at hearing the crowds surrounding the scene clap and cheer for him. However, his smile faded and he nearly fell out of the air in shock at hearing one particular person asking one of the questions whirling around in the crowds heads.
"Who was that guy? The Great… Singing man, or the Great Sand box man?"
TO BE CONTINUED…
Author's note:
Took me a while to come up with a good theme for Gohan but I'm still working on my writing skills.
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