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Chapter 1 - First Day
Destiny.

Destiny is a strange thing. Five years ago, back when I was eleven, it was a truly frightening thing when I thought about it. Not that I thought about it that much, but still.

Both parents dieing before you're six because of a witch-hunt, where, ironically enough, the accusing villagers actually had a piece of it right.

We were the people they said we were. We were Brood. We could now that I look back upon it, destroy this planet and almost everything on it in a few short days. Hours probably.

The problem with what they thought though was that they were so concerned with whether or not we could, that they never stopped to ask if we would.

Which we wouldn't, we love this planet too much to even attempt it. Back then, my parents were my favorite people in the world. Then, later, it was just my sister and I, and we lived alone, out away from anything remotely resembling civilization. I felt that she was the only person I would ever need. Other people would hurt us. Other people were threats.

And indeed they turned out to be.

I still remembered the first day I laid eyes on my now brother in law, Seventeen. I didn't like him, but I knew my sister. She liked him. She like him a lot, so I didn't exactly attempt to force my ascension and rip him to pieces right there. But I certainly made it clear I wasn't fond of him. My sister though, was incredibly strong willed, and he ended up staying.

He turned out okay. The ironic thing is that he's not technically human either. He's an android. Which makes my nephew, Teepo, somewhat of an odd ball. He's got something of a temper and a lust for adventure, which drives us all nuts. After five years of marriage though, my sister and her husband have never exactly had too much 'alone time'.

Which is why I personally think I'm out here escorting my young nephew, both of us flying in dragon form, to Satan City, where we'll enter school. Well, Teepo will enter one of those 'Learning Centers' as he's a bit young, but still. She said it was for me to get out of the house and meet people, and I might have believed her if she wasn't so damn insistent it be now instead of two or three years from now when I could easily get into a college, and Teepo into grade school. Besides, if this was for my benefit, why was he here in the first place? He's likely to spill the beans.

After the way the humans screwed us over last we tried to enter their society, I'm not enthusiastic about this latest venture into the concrete jungle.

Which is presently coming in over the horizon. Time to change back.

I shook myself out of my musing and motioned for Teepo to land. No one cares too much about lesser dragons, but the variety with real power scares a lot of people. Especially if they were to see us change forms. We landed, and began to walk.

"Come on, Teepo, we're going to be a little late as it is."

He nodded, and we set off, using the ki training that Seventeen had put us through to good advantage.

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I planted my right fist into crook number one's face, and spun to kick crook number two. The idiots had decided to rob a movie theater.

At nine-thirty in the morning.

Not only is robbing a movie theater a stupid thing to do when there's both a bank and a police station down the street a few blocks, but at nine-thirty in the morning, they haven't even made any money yet.

At least we get to cut class…

'We' was me and my best friend from childhood, Nina Vogel. Nina was a Windian. She had large beautiful white wings that had blue feathers at the bottom edge.

I wish I had wings. I could fly without help then.

Nina displayed her presence by laying down a sheet of ice in front of crook number three, causing him to slide into a recently stopped patrol car instead of running away. In a world where the opposing crook was just as likely to start shooting out flames as use a gun, having a partner who could use magic was useful. With the third and final member down, Nina landed gracefully beside me, giving me a grin. She wasn't very strong physically, but her grades in her magic classes were top notch. Windians were naturally gifted that way. I smiled at the approaching officer, and we handed the crooks over, before continuing to school. Nina grinned at me, the sunlight reflecting off of her blue eyes and short blond hair alike.

"Another bunch of wackos down, thanks to us."

I smiled back.

"Yeah, and no Gold Fighter in sight."

She laughed. She knew full well that I didn't like the Gold Fighter at all. He had showed up a few years ago, and preformed tricks like those people at the Cell Games used. Nina said with some authority that the power he was using was real, but not magic in any way. She didn't know how he did it either, but unlike me, shrugged it off as long as he wasn't hurting anyone. I, on the other hand, hated not knowing how he did those things.

After Nina had said that it wasn't any kind of magic or special effects, like my father claimed, we were left with nothing but another thing to add to the list of things that I hated about my father.

Stupid idiot.

We made it to school and returned to class, sitting down by the ever-perplexing Gohan Son, and the always-annoying Sharpner Pencil. He decided to leer at us for a bit before hitting on me.

"So, babe, you want to do something this weekend?"

He flipped his hair back as he spoke, reminding me of a preppy cheerleader, and I responded by mimicking my actions on criminal number one earlier. He turned to Nina and opened her mouth, but she silenced him by making a mystic sign for fire and opening her mouth to chant.

Surprisingly, he got the hint before his butt was lit on fire. He shut up and sat down to spare himself any more humiliation. I glanced to my left at nerdy little Gohan. Well, he wasn't all that little. He was actually fairly tall, but his submissive attitude made you think of him as much smaller than he really was. He saw my glance and smiled at me, before returning to taking notes. That was the good thing about Gohan, always friendly.

Not like that Gold Fighter jerk. He has an attitude problem.

Soon enough, the bell rang for lunch, and we piled on down to the cafeteria to get something to eat. Gohan had his usual titanic portions of food, which I was still confused about.

How can he eat so much?

Lunchtime conversation was, well, lacking. It was most days. Gohan had been in school two years now, and his eating habits never ceased to amaze those of us who considered him our friend. Gohan rarely entered conversations when we had them; he couldn't talk very well when eating. But, time passed as it always does, and soon enough we were headed back to our classrooms, and I was wishing another punk would try to rob something so I could get our of class.

But the times when Nina and I were called were a little rare during school hours for a few reasons. The police force wasn't completely incompetent, and they could often handle things by themselves. They called this morning because they had everyone working on an investigation of a break in at the history museum, and beating thugs was more up our alley than finding them. The second was that my illustrious father had told the police not to interfere too much with my schoolwork, causing the police to not become too dependent on us. We patrolled and stopped whatever crime we could after school though.

Still, when we entered the classroom, there was a new sight there. A boy. He had pale blue hair and pale green eyes, framed by a rather serious face. Said hair was just as spiky as Gohan's, if in a different style, and he wore dark blue Gi pants and a sleeveless white shirt, with the talon of some beast hanging down, held to his neck by a leather thong. His lightly muscled arms were folded across his chest in a fashion that clearly stated that he did not want to be here.

The boy looked at us indifferently as we walked in the room, and the presence of the teacher prohibited many of the more… brazen… girls from running over and attempting to drag him into dark corners. Then, Gohan walked in, and the two stared at each other, like they were trying to figure out who the other person was by staring holes in his head. The teacher cleared her throat, and they broke eye contact, Gohan heading up to his seat next to me. I arched an eyebrow at him.

"What's up Gohan? You were staring at that guy like you knew him or something."

He looked at me, confused as always.

"O-oh. Um, he just seemed… familiar… that's it…"

I sighed. He was lying again. I could always tell when Gohan was lying, because, well, he was crappy at it. On the other hand, he was always strangely stubborn when he lied and I knew that I wouldn't get anything more out of him. The teacher spoke up.

"Class, this is Ryu Drake, and he'll be joining our class for the rest of the year. Be a little patient, he's new. Mr. Son, would you stand please? This is Ryu's first time out of home school, and as you have experienced the same yourself, I was hoping you could help him adjust."

Gohan stood as requested. Ryu's eyes widened a little, and he smacked his forehead. Gohan smiled and spoke.

"Certainly Ma'am, it would be my pleasure."

It took a trained eye like mine to see that he was a little worried about this 'assignment' from the teacher. I glanced at Nina. She nodded, she had seen it too.

What's up with him?

Gohan hadn't acted this suspicious since his first few weeks at school, on his freshman year. Now the thought of showing the new kid around was making him sweat. I never did figure out much about Gohan but…

…Maybe now's a good time to try…

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I was screaming inwardly as I was asked to teach the new guy about the rigors of high school. I accepted because it certainly would have helped me to have a guide who knew what I was going through when I first started, but this guy had a ki higher mine. In my normal form anyways. He might even be able to keep up with me as a super sayian. But he certainly couldn't keep up with me at level two, that much I knew.

Why haven't we sensed this guy before?

The bell rang, and I plastered a smile on my lips as we walked out. I motioned for him to follow me and we went to the roof, where we could speak more openly. When we got there, I turned to face him.

"Who are you?"

He smiled.

"I could ask the same thing. But, I'll humor you. Nothing was lied about in class. My name is Ryu Drake."

I blinked.

"Here's a better question. Who trained you?"

His eyes narrowed.

"My brother in law."

I sighed.

"Who is…?"

"None of your business. Maybe if he says I can trust you…"

I nodded.

"Well, we should get inside. We don't want to be late."

We walked down and went to class. It was a long day.

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I ground my teeth in frustration as we walked back in the building. This was not the way today was supposed to go. I was not supposed to be sitting in class with a bunch of humans, listening to a teacher drone on about concepts I had already mastered. I was not supposed to be guided around this school by some guy who could give me a decent fight.

I wouldn't even have to ascended, he's weaker than Seventeen…

With that, I smirked, and I calmed down a bit. Even if I never ascended, he wouldn't stand a chance. Class was boring, and the only thing that kept me from hitting my head against the desk is that fact that I would shatter it like a pane of glass. Then, there was a beeping a couple seats to my right, and after a short conversation with someone she called 'Chief', Videl and Nina stood, quietly making their way out of class.

I arched an eyebrow at Gohan, and he mouthed something to the effect of 'I'll explain later', and my eyes widened a bit as I felt his ki spike.

Two miles down the road.

I looked over at him, confused, and he mouthed 'later' again.

Just what the hell is going on here?

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School was long and hard. The material wasn't hard, but fighting the urge to sleep certainly was. Ryu walked next to me, obviously wanting to talk. We headed for the roof, it was a bit safer there.

"Okay, spill. What's the deal here?"

"Videl and Nina fight crime for the police in the city when the cops are to swamped or to out classed to handle it themselves, so I, as the 'Gold Fighter', help them out a bit."

He nodded.

"And the double of your ki?"

I shrugged.

"It's a technique called 'split form'. You divide into two bodies, but each only has half the power of the original."

His eyes widened a bit, obviously contemplating the fact that I was supposed to be twice as strong as I actually was at the moment. I smiled a little.

"Useful for the teenage super hero whose mom made him enroll in school."

He laughed for a moment.

"You too? My sister made me come. Don't even know why, though I have my suspicions."

I laughed to.

Maybe this guy isn't so bad.

I grinned at him as my other form, dressed in one of my father's gis landed.

"Excuse us a moment."

He nodded and we walked out of sight. My second form quick changed into his version of my school clothes and we reformed. I had found out the hard way that reforming while wearing different clothing tends to screw it up.

Mom was not happy that day.

Then I changed back into the gi and powered up, walking back out.

"Well I'm off to do some more patrolling. See you tomorrow Ryu. Hope you can trust me."

He nodded slowly, looking out over the horizon. I stopped and looked back at him.

"You want to come with?"

He shook his head.

"No, not really my cup of tea, if you know what I mean. I need to get my nephew out of that day care center before he burns it down anyways."

I laughed.

"He wouldn't really, would he?"

Ryu grumbled a bit as he headed back for the stairs.

"Knowing my luck, yes."

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Satan City Day Care Center.

That was what the sign read. It would have been more accurately labeled Satan City Zoo. On my approach my mind caught a high ki belonging to Teepo, and my ears caught the voices of screaming children.

Teepo, you're in huge trouble.

It could have been the other kids causing the trouble, but I'd put the limited money I had on Teepo being the cause. I walked into utter chaos. One of the ladies I recognized from this morning came over to me.

"Get. Him. Out."

I blanched. Sara would not be pleased. Not pleased at all.

"Where is he?"

She frowned.

"In back."

I sighed and waded through the screaming toddlers going towards Teepo. He was sitting innocently enough. If you discounted the fact that everything within three feet of him was in splinters and there was a kid below him in pain. I groaned.

"Teepo, what happened?"

He looked up at me, a dejected look on his face.

"He tried to hurt me nunky Ryu!"

I sighed again.

I can't really fault him for defending himself.

"Well, you won't be coming back here again, kid. We'll have to find somewhere else for you."

He nodded and stood up, sniffing a bit. I took his hand gently, and we exited. I looked down at him once we were on the street.

"You didn't change did you?"

He shook his head.

"Mom told me not to."

Well, it could have been worse…