Wow, has it really been a month since I updated? I must apologize, but my excuse is a very good one. I simply fell off the face of the Earth. Not to worry I am fine now. I can hold my breath for a long time. However, now that gravity and I have reached an understanding, I give you a new, well-balanced and nutritious new chapter I like to call: - - - Chapter Four: **********

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As Videl climbed she thought to what had brought her here, not to the man called her father, or even the new plan for her life. No, she thought of her research into ways to become stronger and win the junior tournament. Her first real attempt to win back the man she remembered as her father began with a talk with a junior monk at the temple grounds, months before they would host the WMAT.

The two of them had gone to the city on Papaya Island to finish their training in the same atmosphere as the competition. While Mr. Satan spent his time alone in his gym, Videl took the time to investigate the tournament and it's history. At first she just socialized with the younger monks, trying to hear what kinds of stories were told behind closed doors. This was when she first heard reliable accounts of Son Goku, the legend. However when she was told what a certain room in the area that became the stadium every few years, she had a new quest.

"In there," Said the boy, not much older than her. "That is where they have the records of all of the past tournaments. Video and film for as far back as that has existed, and written accounts in full detail all the way back to the first Tenkaichi Budokai. For the spectacle they set up a little museum, although, it is not very popular anymore. However those who do remember are always glad to see it." Concluded the boy, who could hardly have seen more than two previous events.

"Really?" Came the excited voice. "Can I go see?"

"Would have to ask the curator, he is an odd one, so don't get your hopes up."

The young monk was correct. The first three times Videl tried to see the monk, he sent her away, saying he had no time for children's hobbies. However, as she was determined, she got his attention in a way sure to impress all sorts of monks.

On the fourth try Videl did not knock on the door to the museum. Instead she just sat on the ground in front of the steps and waited to be invited in. She waited for 3 days. Moving as little as she could. She did not eat, but when she had to get away for a minute, she was sure to check that the curator did not see. And each time he did see her he simply said the same thing, "Go away. I have no time for children's hobbies."

On the third day of her vigil, he tried to tempt her one last time by bringing his lunch out to the museum. As he held the giant pot of soup and dumplings in front of her, daring her to steal some, or leave to find some food, he then saw her resolve. After he looked her in the eye, he went inside, set down the large meal, and invited her to join him. They ate in silence, Videl having more than half of the food, given her 3 day fast. Well it was really a 2 day fast, it was not like she did not know that this plan would not require some time without food, so she was prepared.

"So my dear, what do you want to learn about?" Came the curator's invitation to the back room of the museum.

"Everything." Came her voice as she ran to join him. 'The more I know, the more daddy and I will have to talk about.'

And so Videl was taught to history of the WMAT, a little snippet from every match from the beginning, but once Son Goku appeared that was where it got interesting. From the accounts and the films she got a very good idea of all of the happenings in the last 3 tournaments. A few points were fuzzy, like the exploding ring the last two times and the giant ape attack of the one before those. However she did learn to respect the names: Son, Tenshinhan, Krillin, Yamcha, Ma Junior (A/N Piccolo's fighting name- I have been told literally in Japanese is Demon jr.-has to do with King Piccolo) and Jackie Chun. The latter was revealed to be the turtle hermit himself later on.

Videl learned everything there was to know about the long history of the Tournament. And then after a few days apart she spoke to her father, with the intention of having some common ground. She was mistaken but also appalled at his response.

"I have no need to know about those old fools. There is no way they can hold a candle to the power of your father. I will be the strongest. I will be champion. No matter what it takes!!!" He yelled, as if rebuking himself for wasting precious training time talking to his daughter. This was what steeled her resolve to be the champion of her division, to force him to make notice of her.

----- 'The beginning of a long pointless path.' Thought Videl of the memory as it came to her sadly. 'At least it has put me on this path to at least make up for his mistakes. If he will be a false hero, I will be the true one. So that when he does come to his senses, I will be worthy, even in his eyes.'

At these thoughts she hardly noticed that she had continued to climb with a purpose. She had climbed for the better part of a day and was half way up. It was clear to an impartial observer that she would be at the top by the next afternoon if not sooner. But she still pressed on like she was still in sight of the bottom, she climbed on with her passion.

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Far above her that impartial observer looked on. He was impressed with her resolve but was also concerned with the thoughts he read. 'Sounds a lot like someone else. Hmm, I wonder.' Just as he came to those thoughts the man who would be Videl's teacher flew up to the top of the tower from the lookout.

"Hey Korin. How long has that girl been climbing? She is over half way up. And focused? She did not even notice me fly by." Asked the three- eyed man.

"She began just this morning. I am worried about her. This obsession to be strong comes with some baggage. I believe her visions before my training will help, but not entirely. And from what I have seen in her future jar, there is one who will be suited much better to train her after me, than you my friend."

"Oh?"

"He is also having a tough time with his father, for different reasons."

"You don't mean that, no, really? Should I introduce them?"

"No, No. Just go ahead and warn the boy. I will instruct her and send her to search him out. Go now, the last thing either of them need is us speculating on such things."

"Goodbye then Master Korin."

"Goodbye Tien, don't worry your student is in good hands." He said with a wry smile.

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The next afternoon, less than a day and a half from when she began, Videl pulled herself up to the platform and into the lower section of the tower's summit.

"Hello? Mr. Hermit master are you up here? I have come to learn from you. I was sent to find you." She asked before she saw three covered pots before her. Above them was a freshly painted sign that read 'Please look in these jars before you come up.' 'That is kinda odd? But what do you expect of a reclusive master?' She said before removing the lid of the left most one.

A/N: I must give credit to the source of the whole monk impressing scene, it is of all things from that old TV show Kung Fu. It may have been from before my time, but reruns can cure that. It really is just an extension of the fact that the tournament monks always looked like shaolin monks to me, and plus it is one of my favorite westerns. As for more Korin and romance teasers, I think they speak for themselves. Thanks for taking the time to read this.