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Disclaimer: I Don't Own DBZ
Chapter 1- It Begins
May 31st 771- 6 years after Cell 7:05am
All was quite and peaceful in the area surrounding the small cottage in the middle of nowhere. But peace never lasts long.
"GOHAN get up now or you're going to be late again"
"Yes Mum"
It was another typical morning in the Son household. Since Gohan had started school, which was just 3 short weeks ago, he had been forced to endure the practice of getting up at the unpleasant hour of 7am. He accepted that his mother Chi Chi wanted him to make some friends of his own age rather than only having friends that he had inherited from his father. The only problem with this was that the school started at 8.30 so with an hour fight it meant he had to be up early to make it there on time. At first he had hated it, mainly due to the early start and missed training time, but as the weeks went on he now is almost enjoying the daily experience.
Despite the disadvantages, he had found it an almost pleasant way to keep his thoughts off the events of 6 years ago. It had also made his mum happier and that alone was enough to persuade him to continue at the school. He quickly sped to get ready and then ran out the door grabbing a handful of the assorted foodstuffs arranged on the table as he left.
Although he was intelligent Gohan had no intentions of being known as a nerd. After the number of comments he got on his first day due to his mothers choice of clothing he had taken drastic action. He smiled lightly to himself when he thought how many clothes he had brought in that one shopping trip with Bulma, having completely restocked his wardrobe and then some.
The startled looks he got the next day when he walked into school in a pair of loose black trousers and a short sleeved black shirt had been well worth the effort as far as he was concerned, and there were very few people who had called his a geek or any other derogatory term since. It was that same outfit that he now wore, having gone through most of the other cloths in his wardrobe over the last 2 and a half weeks.
"Bye mum, Bye Goten" he shouted as he took off at rapid pace, he had already been late this week due to a untimely robbery on one of the city's major banks and he didn't fancy getting his mother any more annoyed than she already was. It was only as he was flying he realised what day it was. "Six years tomorrow, six years since the worst day of my life."
***
300 miles away in a small apartment in Saturn city another 17 year old stirred. But unlike Gohan this teen was only just starting Orange Star High so had no worries about being slightly late. He was about 6'3" and had long black hair. He had often been described as good looking by girls but his appearance didn't really bother him.
He got ready quickly and then left the apartment he owned about half a mile from the school. He was dressed in a strange mix of a traditional Gi top with a pair of black jeans. This was covered with a long flowing black leather jacket. As he made his way to the school he got a few strange looks from passers by but he quickly disregarded them and, as he always did, focused on the task at hand.
***
Gohan arrived at school a few minutes before the first bell went. Luckily for him there were no robberies occurring this morning. Since he had started at Orange Star High he had taken the identity of the Gold Fighter to allow him to fight crime in the area without being discovered. It is surprisingly easy, he had found, to make people think he was a completely different person by using the Super-Sajin transformation to disguise himself. Who would ever make the connection between 2 people who had completely different hair colour. Add to that Hercule's continuing claims that it is all just a big trick made his life even easier.
He quickly rushed down the stairs from the roof quickly getting his books out of his locker and then taking his place in the class.
"Hi Guys"
"Hey Gohan" reply both Erasa and Sharpener simultaneously. Gohan smiled to himself as he sat down and lent back in his seat. Erasa and Sharpener were 2 necessary evils in his school life. Although he didn't get on particularly well with either of them they were reasonably easy to speak to and by having the odd word with them he made himself slightly more tolerated him the school social structure, which seeing as one of the main reasons he was there was to make friends seamed a sensible idea.
"Do either of you two know where Videl is cus its not like her to be late" As he said this Gohan picked up a sudden ki spike but quickly dismissed it as it completely disappeared again a second later.
"Calm down Gohan" replied Erasa, "she's probably just helping out the police as usual." It was common knowledge that Videl, as the daughter of the 'Great Hercule Satan' was often called upon by the police to help them in dangerous situations.
"That what I was worried about" he says under his breath, not wanting to voice his concerns to his fellow classmates. Although strong, Videl was not yet bullet proof. And the danger she continually put herself in worried Gohan slightly.
A few seconds later the door burst open to reveal a slight warn out and flustered Videl. "Sorry I'm late sir, but my jet copter was out of fuel so I had to run all they way here"
"That's ok Videl but make sure it doesn't happen again" their teacher replied in a firm but fair voice. As she walked up the stairs to her seat her eyes and Gohan's met briefly, causing both of them to smile slightly.
From the day he met her Gohan had realised that she seamed to have a lot more in common with him that most would think. Both had lost a Parent in their lives and had both taken to training because of it.
What had originally caught Gohan's attention however was the recognisable trait in her ki, one that he knew only to well. Much like him he had a large amount of untapped potential, not as much as him, but enough to quite easily make her the most powerful human if she was able to gain control of it, possibly even taking her up to Frieza's level of power. But she didn't have that power yet, and with the fact that the previous generation of Z fighters were getting continually older, it would be a catastrophic loss to lose someone with her potential before she had been able to harness even the smallest part of it. That was why he continually worried about her.
Now all he had to do was convince himself of that fact.
After everybody in the class had settled down the teacher made another announcement.
" People we have another new student today" he then looked towards the open door and then finished his statement "Come in lad"
As the teacher moved away the pupils saw the new kid. He was dressed head to toe in black and had black long hair. His black leather jacket swayed around is if it was in a breeze although there was none. He was quite tall and seamed to have a very commanding posture, as if he wasn't used to taking orders from anyone.
"Hi my name's Yanrit Gallic but most people just call me Yan"
Gohan quickly recognised the teens ki from the spike he had felt a few minutes before and it took him less than a second to realise that there was something extremely strange about it. It almost seamed to pure, as if the person was completely pure of heart, but the appearance of the person standing at the front of the class seamed to completely contradict that observation.
As he looked at the boy again he was met with a glare, which would make Vegita proud. This on its own wouldn't have affected the young demi Sayjin but it was as he met the glare he noticed something that startled him. 'His eyes, there just like a Super Sayjin's.' After that momentary shock Gohan chuckled to himself slightly. "Well, at least the weeks going to be interesting"
In a small lightly decorated room a small purple skinned figure with a large white mohawk shook his head slightly. "You have no idea young one, no idea at all."
Disclaimer: I Don't Own DBZ
Chapter 1- It Begins
May 31st 771- 6 years after Cell 7:05am
All was quite and peaceful in the area surrounding the small cottage in the middle of nowhere. But peace never lasts long.
"GOHAN get up now or you're going to be late again"
"Yes Mum"
It was another typical morning in the Son household. Since Gohan had started school, which was just 3 short weeks ago, he had been forced to endure the practice of getting up at the unpleasant hour of 7am. He accepted that his mother Chi Chi wanted him to make some friends of his own age rather than only having friends that he had inherited from his father. The only problem with this was that the school started at 8.30 so with an hour fight it meant he had to be up early to make it there on time. At first he had hated it, mainly due to the early start and missed training time, but as the weeks went on he now is almost enjoying the daily experience.
Despite the disadvantages, he had found it an almost pleasant way to keep his thoughts off the events of 6 years ago. It had also made his mum happier and that alone was enough to persuade him to continue at the school. He quickly sped to get ready and then ran out the door grabbing a handful of the assorted foodstuffs arranged on the table as he left.
Although he was intelligent Gohan had no intentions of being known as a nerd. After the number of comments he got on his first day due to his mothers choice of clothing he had taken drastic action. He smiled lightly to himself when he thought how many clothes he had brought in that one shopping trip with Bulma, having completely restocked his wardrobe and then some.
The startled looks he got the next day when he walked into school in a pair of loose black trousers and a short sleeved black shirt had been well worth the effort as far as he was concerned, and there were very few people who had called his a geek or any other derogatory term since. It was that same outfit that he now wore, having gone through most of the other cloths in his wardrobe over the last 2 and a half weeks.
"Bye mum, Bye Goten" he shouted as he took off at rapid pace, he had already been late this week due to a untimely robbery on one of the city's major banks and he didn't fancy getting his mother any more annoyed than she already was. It was only as he was flying he realised what day it was. "Six years tomorrow, six years since the worst day of my life."
***
300 miles away in a small apartment in Saturn city another 17 year old stirred. But unlike Gohan this teen was only just starting Orange Star High so had no worries about being slightly late. He was about 6'3" and had long black hair. He had often been described as good looking by girls but his appearance didn't really bother him.
He got ready quickly and then left the apartment he owned about half a mile from the school. He was dressed in a strange mix of a traditional Gi top with a pair of black jeans. This was covered with a long flowing black leather jacket. As he made his way to the school he got a few strange looks from passers by but he quickly disregarded them and, as he always did, focused on the task at hand.
***
Gohan arrived at school a few minutes before the first bell went. Luckily for him there were no robberies occurring this morning. Since he had started at Orange Star High he had taken the identity of the Gold Fighter to allow him to fight crime in the area without being discovered. It is surprisingly easy, he had found, to make people think he was a completely different person by using the Super-Sajin transformation to disguise himself. Who would ever make the connection between 2 people who had completely different hair colour. Add to that Hercule's continuing claims that it is all just a big trick made his life even easier.
He quickly rushed down the stairs from the roof quickly getting his books out of his locker and then taking his place in the class.
"Hi Guys"
"Hey Gohan" reply both Erasa and Sharpener simultaneously. Gohan smiled to himself as he sat down and lent back in his seat. Erasa and Sharpener were 2 necessary evils in his school life. Although he didn't get on particularly well with either of them they were reasonably easy to speak to and by having the odd word with them he made himself slightly more tolerated him the school social structure, which seeing as one of the main reasons he was there was to make friends seamed a sensible idea.
"Do either of you two know where Videl is cus its not like her to be late" As he said this Gohan picked up a sudden ki spike but quickly dismissed it as it completely disappeared again a second later.
"Calm down Gohan" replied Erasa, "she's probably just helping out the police as usual." It was common knowledge that Videl, as the daughter of the 'Great Hercule Satan' was often called upon by the police to help them in dangerous situations.
"That what I was worried about" he says under his breath, not wanting to voice his concerns to his fellow classmates. Although strong, Videl was not yet bullet proof. And the danger she continually put herself in worried Gohan slightly.
A few seconds later the door burst open to reveal a slight warn out and flustered Videl. "Sorry I'm late sir, but my jet copter was out of fuel so I had to run all they way here"
"That's ok Videl but make sure it doesn't happen again" their teacher replied in a firm but fair voice. As she walked up the stairs to her seat her eyes and Gohan's met briefly, causing both of them to smile slightly.
From the day he met her Gohan had realised that she seamed to have a lot more in common with him that most would think. Both had lost a Parent in their lives and had both taken to training because of it.
What had originally caught Gohan's attention however was the recognisable trait in her ki, one that he knew only to well. Much like him he had a large amount of untapped potential, not as much as him, but enough to quite easily make her the most powerful human if she was able to gain control of it, possibly even taking her up to Frieza's level of power. But she didn't have that power yet, and with the fact that the previous generation of Z fighters were getting continually older, it would be a catastrophic loss to lose someone with her potential before she had been able to harness even the smallest part of it. That was why he continually worried about her.
Now all he had to do was convince himself of that fact.
After everybody in the class had settled down the teacher made another announcement.
" People we have another new student today" he then looked towards the open door and then finished his statement "Come in lad"
As the teacher moved away the pupils saw the new kid. He was dressed head to toe in black and had black long hair. His black leather jacket swayed around is if it was in a breeze although there was none. He was quite tall and seamed to have a very commanding posture, as if he wasn't used to taking orders from anyone.
"Hi my name's Yanrit Gallic but most people just call me Yan"
Gohan quickly recognised the teens ki from the spike he had felt a few minutes before and it took him less than a second to realise that there was something extremely strange about it. It almost seamed to pure, as if the person was completely pure of heart, but the appearance of the person standing at the front of the class seamed to completely contradict that observation.
As he looked at the boy again he was met with a glare, which would make Vegita proud. This on its own wouldn't have affected the young demi Sayjin but it was as he met the glare he noticed something that startled him. 'His eyes, there just like a Super Sayjin's.' After that momentary shock Gohan chuckled to himself slightly. "Well, at least the weeks going to be interesting"
In a small lightly decorated room a small purple skinned figure with a large white mohawk shook his head slightly. "You have no idea young one, no idea at all."