Ch. 3 The Gold Fighter v. 2.0
Gohan landed outside of Capsule Corp. and walked up to the security door. Pulling a piece of paper from his pocket, Gohan punched in the numbers written on it on the codepad next to the door.
*9...4...6...1...there!*
Gohan smiled triumphantly as the door slid open. He walked inside and found himself in the living room.
"Hello? Is anybody home? It's me, Gohan!"
No answer.
Gohan shrugged. It wasn't unusual for there not to be an answer. Bulma was probably tinkering away in her lab, and Trunks and Vegeta were always training in the gravity room.
Suddenly, Gohan remembered his decision to talk to Bulma. He'd heard all about the 'Gold Fighter' and his expeditions at school. Gohan had to admit that the gossip loop at OSHS was efficient. From what he'd heard at second period, the 'Gold Fighter' was a warrior with strength to rival that of Hercule's, which was considered impressive by most human standards.
Gohan snorted. *Not even twenty-four hours and I'm already a legend!*
Taking a flight of stairs up to the second floor, Gohan began his journey into the bowels of CC and to Bulma Brief's infamous private lab.
* * *
It only took Gohan about five minutes to find the lab. He smirked when he saw the sign:
KEEP OUT!
THIS MEANS YOU VEGGIEHEAD!!
Gohan opened the door and entered without knocking. It looked like Bulma was working on some new robot. She was welding something, that much Gohan was sure of.
He raised his voice a bit. "Hey, Bulma!" he called. Bulma looked up. "Hello Gohan! How was your day?" she asked.
Gohan looked a little nervous as he spoke. "Well, it was okay for the most part. There is a small problem though." he said.
"Oh? And what is that?" she asked.
"Well, there's this girl named Videl. I think that she's suspicious of me. She tried to follow me after school. That's what I came to talk to you about." he replied.
"You see," he continued, "I need you to make me a costume, 'cause it'll look suspicious if the 'Gold Fighter' wears the same thing as me everytime he saves the day. The only problem is, I need to be able to take it on and off quickly."
"I do see," said Bulma. Then she sighed, and said, "Well I suppose this robot can wait. Give me your watch, and go make supper. I'm glad Chichi made you learn how to cook. All Vegeta does is complain about mine, but when Chichi comes over with food, Vegeta acts like Kami himself walked in the room." (A.N. I am using the Japanese translation of Kami, which means, 'God.')
"Anyways, give me your watch, and I'll make your costume."
* * *
Meanwhile, at Satan Manor...
Videl was pummeling her opponent with punches and kicks that would have shattered the bones of any normal human.
Luckily for her, her opponent was a mere punching bag.
Videl was working out in her father's personal gym. She came in here often to release her frustrations with the world. She also found that she could think more clearly with her body otherwise occupied.
Right now, her thoughts were again on the strange boy, Gohan. After what she had seen today, she was quickly reconsidering her earlier opinion that Gohan wasn't the Gold Fighter.
* * *
Gohan was really glad himself that his mom taught him how to cook. Bulma's cooking had been okay for the short time he spent on Namek, but he didn't see himself eating it everyday with the exception of weekends, for the next year.
Gohan grinned as he inhaled the scents of the kitchen. He'd cooked a huge meal capable of feeding 61 people. That left just enough for Vegeta, Trunks, Bulma, and himself.
Pressing a button, Gohan's voice came over the CC intercom. "Hey everybody! Supper's ready!"
Not even a minute later, Vegeta and Trunks were sitting at the table, shoveling food in their mouths. Gohan was right behind them.
* * *
Videl launched one last punch at the punching bag. With a rip, the sand fell out of the bag. Videl sighed. *Third one this
week!* she thought.
Walking to the intercom, Videl pressed a button and spoke into it. "Hey, could you get another punching bag in the gym. I ripped it open again."
The butler on the recieving end replied that he would. With nothing else to do, Videl went to the bathroom to take a shower.
* * *
Bulma wasn't the least bit surprised at the disaster area that was her dining room. *It was bad enough cleaning up after Vegeta and Trunks. It's even worse with Gohan.* she thought. At least they had the decency to leave her some food.
Bulma smirked. As proud as he was, Vegeta knew better then to let Gohan or Trunks eat her food. Besides the standard 'No fixing the gravity room' and 'Sleep on the couch for a month' threats, she had other, unspoken, threats that she constantly lorded over the arrogant prince.
Bulma even knew from Trunks that Vegeta had described her as 'pure evil' at times.
Comfortable in the knowledge of her superiority over Vegeta, Bulma sat down at the table and began to consume what little bit of food was left.
Just then, Gohan came in the dining room. He paled when he saw Bulma and all the dirty dishes on the table. Throwing himself at her feet, Gohan was reduced to a blubbering fool.
"I'm sooo sorry, Bulma!! I was going to clean it up, honest! Vegeta made me spar with him! Please, please, please forgive me!" Gohan begged.
"Oh, get up Gohan. You're embarrasing me. It's alright. I know your mom raised you too well to leave something undone. Just take care of it." Bulma replied.
Gohan gladly rushed the dirty dishes to the kitchen to clean up. It took him only five minutes to clean up.
Bulma managed to get his attention as he was finishing up. "Hey, Gohan! I think you'll need this." She held out his watch to him.
"Thanks, Bulma," he said. "So, how does it work?" he asked. Then he notice the little black button that hadn't been there before. "So, do I press this?" He pressed the button. Gohan was immediately bathed in a red light that settled over his body. When it finally disappeared, Gohan's clothes had changed.
His outfit looked exactly like saiyan body armor. He also had on a black spandex body suit underneath, and boots and glove. In fact, his entire body was covered, and his muscles were painfully prominent. Gohan realized something.
"Bulma, why don't I have a mask or something?" He asked. "Well, I assumed you were going to stay in SSJ whenever you fought crime. You look a lot different when you're in SSJ. Nobody should be able to recognize you."
"Oh. Well, I guess that makes sense." he said.
Suddenly, Trunks ran into the room. "Mommy, Mommy, come see! One of our buildings is on fire!" he said excitedly.
"What!?!" shrieked Bulma. Trunks, Bulma, and Gohan all ran into the living room and looked at the TV. One of the CC buildings in the city was indeed on fire. Bulma turned to Gohan. "Well, 'Gold Fighter', looks like this is your first chance to be a hero."
"Right." Gohan nodded. Turning SSJ, He ran out the back door and took off.
* * *
Fifteen minutes earlier...
Videl felt great. She always felt great after a workout and a hot shower. She always felt like she could take on the world afterwards.
Unfortunately, the world would have to wait, because Videl's watch/communicator started beeping. Videl reached for it and pressed a button on the side. "Yes, chief? What is it." she said.
"Videl, one of the Capsule Corp. buildings is on fire. There are a lot of innocent people trapped inside the building. We need someone to pull them out, and we figured you were the first person to turn to." said the police chief.
"I'm on it, chief." she said. She wasted no time. She ran outside, pulled out a capsule, and threw it to the ground. Immediately her jet-copter appeared. She entered it and took off.
* * *
It only took her ten minutes to get to the burning buildings. She was going to land when she spotted a tank of some sort on top of the building next to the landing pad. She spoke into her watch. "Chief, there's some kind of tank on top of this building. Find out if it's water, how much, and whether or not it will put out the fire."
"Just give me a minute, Videl." said the chief. True to his word, the chief told her a minute later.
"It is water, Videl, and about 1000 gallons, but that building is gonna collapse before you can get the valve open. Still, it'll buy us some time. Try to open it, if you can, Videl, but don't do it if your life is at risk."
Videl needed no further instruction. Quickly, she landed her jet-copter and ran to the tank valve. She grabbed it with both hands and just as quickly took them off. The valve was hot to the point of nearly melting. Steeling herself, Videl grabbed the valve handle. Ignoring the burning pain, Videl tried with all her might to turn it. "Move, you stubborn piece of shit!!" she screamed.
A large vibration suddenly ran through the building, knocking Videl off her feet. She tried to get up, but was thrown down again. Suddenly, part of the roof collapsed. Videl watched her jet-copter dissappear into the building as the roof fell apart.
With a groan, the water tank was knocked free of its moorings. Swinging violently, it tilted towards Videl. *It's gonna crush me! I don't want to die!* she thought. There was, however, nowhere to go. Videl could only close her eyes and hope for a quick death.
A few seconds passed. Then, a few more. Finally, Videl summoned enough courage to look. What she saw surprised her. *It's him!* she thought, *The Gold Fighter!* Gohan, a.k.a. the 'Gold Fighter', was holding up the entire water tank with one hand.
"Excuse me, but is there water in this tank?" he asked, having to yell over the raging fire.
Videl shook herself. She was still a little shaken by that near-death experience. Finally she replied, "Yes. There's enough to put out the fire, but the tank valve is melted shut by now."
"Right." Gohan nodded. Clenching his fist, Gohan leaned forward and threw his fist through the tank. As he withdrew his hand, a flood of water came rushing out.
Videl would have been shocked if she hadn't seen him do the same thing to that van earlier today. Now, she could only be impressed by the strange fighter's physical strength. His muscles were not that of a body builder, yet he seemed to possess the strength of twenty such men.
Gohan saw that the water was well on its way to putting out the fire. But he also realized that the small bit of roof that he and Videl were standing on was going to collapse. Turning to her, he said, "I'm afraid we're going to have to move. Do you need a lift?" He offered her his hand.
Videl also realized that the roof was going to collapse. She nodded, took his hand, and said, "Let's go." Gohan took her in his arms so quickly she let out a short surprised scream.
Videl quickly threw her arms around his neck when he stepped off the building. *At least he's cute.* she thought, then blushed, glad that he couldn't see her face.
Gohan was slowly floating down the building so as not to alarm Videl. This proved to be a mistake, however, as Videl was curious as to why they were taking so long. She dared to take a look down, screamed again and tightened her grip to the point of breaking the neck of any normal man.
They finally landed amidst the joyful and grateful masses gathered outside the building. Many reporters started to push in an attempt to question the blonde hero, but thankfully, the police kept them back.
Gohan let Videl down and was about to fly off again, when Videl stopped him. "Who are you?" she asked. Gohan smiled, then said, "My name is of no consequence. You need only call me the 'Gold Fighter' as you have."
With a smile, and a wave to rejoiceful throngs, Gohan flew off. Just then, the reporters broke free and raced to Videl. As she was swamped by microphones and cameras, Videl couldn't help but wonder... *Who the hell was that guy?*
* * *
Gohan smiled to himself on the way home. *Perhaps today wasn't such a bad day after all*
A.N. Had to sneak to the library again. Listen, don't make any references to the library in your reviews. My mom only lets me logon to see them, so she stands over my shoulder. I had to cover up the review Kaylendra made when mom saw. Luckily, God was on my side, and I came up with a good lie fairly quickly.
To Ice Angel: Your welcome for no Saiyaman. Although I am not a Saiyaman hater, I do not like, 1. The stupid poses, 2. The helmet, 3. The fake voice.
To Kas Valkyrie: I know he's not a nerd. I just wanted to put that title in there.
To Chibi Kenie: My personal inspiration was that nobody wrote what I wanted to read. So I got off my butt and wrote. Also, I recommend that you write your story on paper when you have spare time, even in class. (Assuming you are a student at a public school) Later, make the time to type it up, then post it.
To Sorceress Fujin: Thank you for your support.
To Anonymoose: I shall bow to your wishes. No more Frying Pan jokes.
To edward-tivrusky-5: I promise to read and review your story as soon as I can.
To Kaylendra: Thank you for your support.
To Cyekitty: Thank you for your points and support.
Gohan landed outside of Capsule Corp. and walked up to the security door. Pulling a piece of paper from his pocket, Gohan punched in the numbers written on it on the codepad next to the door.
*9...4...6...1...there!*
Gohan smiled triumphantly as the door slid open. He walked inside and found himself in the living room.
"Hello? Is anybody home? It's me, Gohan!"
No answer.
Gohan shrugged. It wasn't unusual for there not to be an answer. Bulma was probably tinkering away in her lab, and Trunks and Vegeta were always training in the gravity room.
Suddenly, Gohan remembered his decision to talk to Bulma. He'd heard all about the 'Gold Fighter' and his expeditions at school. Gohan had to admit that the gossip loop at OSHS was efficient. From what he'd heard at second period, the 'Gold Fighter' was a warrior with strength to rival that of Hercule's, which was considered impressive by most human standards.
Gohan snorted. *Not even twenty-four hours and I'm already a legend!*
Taking a flight of stairs up to the second floor, Gohan began his journey into the bowels of CC and to Bulma Brief's infamous private lab.
* * *
It only took Gohan about five minutes to find the lab. He smirked when he saw the sign:
KEEP OUT!
THIS MEANS YOU VEGGIEHEAD!!
Gohan opened the door and entered without knocking. It looked like Bulma was working on some new robot. She was welding something, that much Gohan was sure of.
He raised his voice a bit. "Hey, Bulma!" he called. Bulma looked up. "Hello Gohan! How was your day?" she asked.
Gohan looked a little nervous as he spoke. "Well, it was okay for the most part. There is a small problem though." he said.
"Oh? And what is that?" she asked.
"Well, there's this girl named Videl. I think that she's suspicious of me. She tried to follow me after school. That's what I came to talk to you about." he replied.
"You see," he continued, "I need you to make me a costume, 'cause it'll look suspicious if the 'Gold Fighter' wears the same thing as me everytime he saves the day. The only problem is, I need to be able to take it on and off quickly."
"I do see," said Bulma. Then she sighed, and said, "Well I suppose this robot can wait. Give me your watch, and go make supper. I'm glad Chichi made you learn how to cook. All Vegeta does is complain about mine, but when Chichi comes over with food, Vegeta acts like Kami himself walked in the room." (A.N. I am using the Japanese translation of Kami, which means, 'God.')
"Anyways, give me your watch, and I'll make your costume."
* * *
Meanwhile, at Satan Manor...
Videl was pummeling her opponent with punches and kicks that would have shattered the bones of any normal human.
Luckily for her, her opponent was a mere punching bag.
Videl was working out in her father's personal gym. She came in here often to release her frustrations with the world. She also found that she could think more clearly with her body otherwise occupied.
Right now, her thoughts were again on the strange boy, Gohan. After what she had seen today, she was quickly reconsidering her earlier opinion that Gohan wasn't the Gold Fighter.
* * *
Gohan was really glad himself that his mom taught him how to cook. Bulma's cooking had been okay for the short time he spent on Namek, but he didn't see himself eating it everyday with the exception of weekends, for the next year.
Gohan grinned as he inhaled the scents of the kitchen. He'd cooked a huge meal capable of feeding 61 people. That left just enough for Vegeta, Trunks, Bulma, and himself.
Pressing a button, Gohan's voice came over the CC intercom. "Hey everybody! Supper's ready!"
Not even a minute later, Vegeta and Trunks were sitting at the table, shoveling food in their mouths. Gohan was right behind them.
* * *
Videl launched one last punch at the punching bag. With a rip, the sand fell out of the bag. Videl sighed. *Third one this
week!* she thought.
Walking to the intercom, Videl pressed a button and spoke into it. "Hey, could you get another punching bag in the gym. I ripped it open again."
The butler on the recieving end replied that he would. With nothing else to do, Videl went to the bathroom to take a shower.
* * *
Bulma wasn't the least bit surprised at the disaster area that was her dining room. *It was bad enough cleaning up after Vegeta and Trunks. It's even worse with Gohan.* she thought. At least they had the decency to leave her some food.
Bulma smirked. As proud as he was, Vegeta knew better then to let Gohan or Trunks eat her food. Besides the standard 'No fixing the gravity room' and 'Sleep on the couch for a month' threats, she had other, unspoken, threats that she constantly lorded over the arrogant prince.
Bulma even knew from Trunks that Vegeta had described her as 'pure evil' at times.
Comfortable in the knowledge of her superiority over Vegeta, Bulma sat down at the table and began to consume what little bit of food was left.
Just then, Gohan came in the dining room. He paled when he saw Bulma and all the dirty dishes on the table. Throwing himself at her feet, Gohan was reduced to a blubbering fool.
"I'm sooo sorry, Bulma!! I was going to clean it up, honest! Vegeta made me spar with him! Please, please, please forgive me!" Gohan begged.
"Oh, get up Gohan. You're embarrasing me. It's alright. I know your mom raised you too well to leave something undone. Just take care of it." Bulma replied.
Gohan gladly rushed the dirty dishes to the kitchen to clean up. It took him only five minutes to clean up.
Bulma managed to get his attention as he was finishing up. "Hey, Gohan! I think you'll need this." She held out his watch to him.
"Thanks, Bulma," he said. "So, how does it work?" he asked. Then he notice the little black button that hadn't been there before. "So, do I press this?" He pressed the button. Gohan was immediately bathed in a red light that settled over his body. When it finally disappeared, Gohan's clothes had changed.
His outfit looked exactly like saiyan body armor. He also had on a black spandex body suit underneath, and boots and glove. In fact, his entire body was covered, and his muscles were painfully prominent. Gohan realized something.
"Bulma, why don't I have a mask or something?" He asked. "Well, I assumed you were going to stay in SSJ whenever you fought crime. You look a lot different when you're in SSJ. Nobody should be able to recognize you."
"Oh. Well, I guess that makes sense." he said.
Suddenly, Trunks ran into the room. "Mommy, Mommy, come see! One of our buildings is on fire!" he said excitedly.
"What!?!" shrieked Bulma. Trunks, Bulma, and Gohan all ran into the living room and looked at the TV. One of the CC buildings in the city was indeed on fire. Bulma turned to Gohan. "Well, 'Gold Fighter', looks like this is your first chance to be a hero."
"Right." Gohan nodded. Turning SSJ, He ran out the back door and took off.
* * *
Fifteen minutes earlier...
Videl felt great. She always felt great after a workout and a hot shower. She always felt like she could take on the world afterwards.
Unfortunately, the world would have to wait, because Videl's watch/communicator started beeping. Videl reached for it and pressed a button on the side. "Yes, chief? What is it." she said.
"Videl, one of the Capsule Corp. buildings is on fire. There are a lot of innocent people trapped inside the building. We need someone to pull them out, and we figured you were the first person to turn to." said the police chief.
"I'm on it, chief." she said. She wasted no time. She ran outside, pulled out a capsule, and threw it to the ground. Immediately her jet-copter appeared. She entered it and took off.
* * *
It only took her ten minutes to get to the burning buildings. She was going to land when she spotted a tank of some sort on top of the building next to the landing pad. She spoke into her watch. "Chief, there's some kind of tank on top of this building. Find out if it's water, how much, and whether or not it will put out the fire."
"Just give me a minute, Videl." said the chief. True to his word, the chief told her a minute later.
"It is water, Videl, and about 1000 gallons, but that building is gonna collapse before you can get the valve open. Still, it'll buy us some time. Try to open it, if you can, Videl, but don't do it if your life is at risk."
Videl needed no further instruction. Quickly, she landed her jet-copter and ran to the tank valve. She grabbed it with both hands and just as quickly took them off. The valve was hot to the point of nearly melting. Steeling herself, Videl grabbed the valve handle. Ignoring the burning pain, Videl tried with all her might to turn it. "Move, you stubborn piece of shit!!" she screamed.
A large vibration suddenly ran through the building, knocking Videl off her feet. She tried to get up, but was thrown down again. Suddenly, part of the roof collapsed. Videl watched her jet-copter dissappear into the building as the roof fell apart.
With a groan, the water tank was knocked free of its moorings. Swinging violently, it tilted towards Videl. *It's gonna crush me! I don't want to die!* she thought. There was, however, nowhere to go. Videl could only close her eyes and hope for a quick death.
A few seconds passed. Then, a few more. Finally, Videl summoned enough courage to look. What she saw surprised her. *It's him!* she thought, *The Gold Fighter!* Gohan, a.k.a. the 'Gold Fighter', was holding up the entire water tank with one hand.
"Excuse me, but is there water in this tank?" he asked, having to yell over the raging fire.
Videl shook herself. She was still a little shaken by that near-death experience. Finally she replied, "Yes. There's enough to put out the fire, but the tank valve is melted shut by now."
"Right." Gohan nodded. Clenching his fist, Gohan leaned forward and threw his fist through the tank. As he withdrew his hand, a flood of water came rushing out.
Videl would have been shocked if she hadn't seen him do the same thing to that van earlier today. Now, she could only be impressed by the strange fighter's physical strength. His muscles were not that of a body builder, yet he seemed to possess the strength of twenty such men.
Gohan saw that the water was well on its way to putting out the fire. But he also realized that the small bit of roof that he and Videl were standing on was going to collapse. Turning to her, he said, "I'm afraid we're going to have to move. Do you need a lift?" He offered her his hand.
Videl also realized that the roof was going to collapse. She nodded, took his hand, and said, "Let's go." Gohan took her in his arms so quickly she let out a short surprised scream.
Videl quickly threw her arms around his neck when he stepped off the building. *At least he's cute.* she thought, then blushed, glad that he couldn't see her face.
Gohan was slowly floating down the building so as not to alarm Videl. This proved to be a mistake, however, as Videl was curious as to why they were taking so long. She dared to take a look down, screamed again and tightened her grip to the point of breaking the neck of any normal man.
They finally landed amidst the joyful and grateful masses gathered outside the building. Many reporters started to push in an attempt to question the blonde hero, but thankfully, the police kept them back.
Gohan let Videl down and was about to fly off again, when Videl stopped him. "Who are you?" she asked. Gohan smiled, then said, "My name is of no consequence. You need only call me the 'Gold Fighter' as you have."
With a smile, and a wave to rejoiceful throngs, Gohan flew off. Just then, the reporters broke free and raced to Videl. As she was swamped by microphones and cameras, Videl couldn't help but wonder... *Who the hell was that guy?*
* * *
Gohan smiled to himself on the way home. *Perhaps today wasn't such a bad day after all*
A.N. Had to sneak to the library again. Listen, don't make any references to the library in your reviews. My mom only lets me logon to see them, so she stands over my shoulder. I had to cover up the review Kaylendra made when mom saw. Luckily, God was on my side, and I came up with a good lie fairly quickly.
To Ice Angel: Your welcome for no Saiyaman. Although I am not a Saiyaman hater, I do not like, 1. The stupid poses, 2. The helmet, 3. The fake voice.
To Kas Valkyrie: I know he's not a nerd. I just wanted to put that title in there.
To Chibi Kenie: My personal inspiration was that nobody wrote what I wanted to read. So I got off my butt and wrote. Also, I recommend that you write your story on paper when you have spare time, even in class. (Assuming you are a student at a public school) Later, make the time to type it up, then post it.
To Sorceress Fujin: Thank you for your support.
To Anonymoose: I shall bow to your wishes. No more Frying Pan jokes.
To edward-tivrusky-5: I promise to read and review your story as soon as I can.
To Kaylendra: Thank you for your support.
To Cyekitty: Thank you for your points and support.