Here is Chapter 7: I have finally gotten back around to posting. Have been writing on and off all along, but did not put anything up. That will change. This one is up first; expect the others soon, as well as some new stuff I have been working on.

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Chapter Seven:

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As she looked at the map, the fact that Korin tower was on it surprised her. As did the fact that it was properly identified. However, the most interesting fact had to do with the distance from the tower to the ocean before which she stood. It was an impossible distance for the time it had taken, but the facts spoke for themselves.

When she finally returned to the question that sent her to the map device in the first place, which way to go, she had already begun to notice her surrounding. The beach was wonderful. A cool breeze blew from the sea, and the smells, oh the smells. It brought back memories of happier days, of playing as a young girl, and of her mother. Her mother did love the beach. "Yes. I think I will stay along the beach for the time being. Maybe." She began aloud, before the pull of the surf got her attention. She had to begin with a swim, for training, of course.

"I can swim across the inlet, or as far as I like along this way." She said, referring to the map and the northwestern path along the continent she had chosen.

In the end Videl swam a few miles, and found it to be, well, rather annoyingly easy. It was not nearly the workout she remembered from her younger days to fight and strain against the undertow to even get out to the depths, let alone after that. So she abandoned it with more wonder at her strength to run along the beach.

This was more like it. Fighting the sand for footing really did suit her better, as did her plan to not attract attention of the beach goers. Every step she took in her average paced run, she pushed down as hard as she could, so that momentarily every step she was nearly hip deep in sand. Her speed coupled with the distance she kept made it look like the young girl was just having a fun run down the beach along the dunes. If they would have thought about it, it would have attracted attention, but the day was so beautiful, and the beach so nice.

Finally after a good morning workout Videl rinsed herself off at a changing room of a small beach community and made her way for a late lunch at one of the local establishments. Only after she was fully rested and nourished did she note just how far she had come.

'I will be there in no time.' She said looking up from her map tool, to herself. Since the beach she was standing on was surprisingly a distant suburb of West City. She had crossed the span of, no, she had gone the long way around the Western Sea and it was only the mid-afternoon. Apparently a constant, average paced run, really could take you far.

As Videl wandered the streets of the small town, trying to find the beach to continue on, a noise behind her caught her attention. She turned just in time for an armed man wearing a ski mask to run into her, and drop a bag full of money as he fell backwards. Videl was just in shock, as the full- grown man running into her did not hurt, it was the same kind of awe but not in pain sensation as the fall from Korin tower.

"Damn, brat!" Yelled the man, as he grabbed his weapon and moved it to threaten her to move. But Videl did not move. As he moved upon her to she did not cower in fear as he expected, she just stood there with a confused, and annoyed look on her face. "Move it!"

Videl sized up the man before her. He was above average in height, and was fairly well built as she could tell from his black muscle shirt. However there was something about him that she could just tell he was no match for her, even without the demonstration of strength in their collision. So she simply moved forward and snatched the gun out his hand and tossed it to the approaching police.

"Give that back." Said the man, still in a little shock at her speed. He quickly recovered and advanced on her menacingly, oblivious to the police. He lunged at her just in time for the girl to seemingly vanish and reappear behind him with a solid punch to the back of his head. This was of course what the cops and onlookers saw as he was rendered unconscious in a single blow.

After the man was quickly cuffed and hauled off to an ambulance, a police officer approached Videl. She thought that this middle aged, well-groomed officer would congratulate or thank her, instead he said.

"You should be more careful than that little girl. Leave the crime fighting to us professionals." Started the cop in a condescending tone.

"You fool. Don't you recognize her?" Came the knowing voice of a kind looking round officer with a graying mustache. "That is Mr. Satan's Daughter. She can handle herself."

"Mister Satan's Daughter?" Came the voice of the same arrogant man. And soon his voice was added in with the rest of the police in the area. "Thank you for all your help, Mr. Satan's Daughter." Came all of the congratulations. Even when the kind old officer added his earnest thanks to her, it still hurt like he was thanking her for her father.

At the sadness and disapproval of her father's actions, Videl ran from the scene, and the town as fast as she could. The only thing the crowd saw was that she was there one moment then gone the next. After a few minutes Videl had realized that she was traveling at remarkable speed, and when she stopped she found herself in the middle of West City. Her newfound skill had dulled her disgust at being Mr. Satan's Daughter again.

'When I am training I am just Videl to everyone, but as soon as I am recognized, it is like I have accomplished nothing. I wish I could yell, 'I have surpassed my fraud of a father!' I wish I could be disowned by him, I wish everyone would not recognize me. Wait a minute.' Thought Videl as the idea of disguising herself came to mind. She was quickly interrupted by the sight of a cardboard cutout of herself with her father in a window the store she was passing. 'I have an idea.'

As Videl walked into the salon, the news was reporting her latest accomplishment. "And so Mr. Satan's Daughter saved the day by foiling the robbery, only fifteen minutes ago." Came the report.

"Can I help you?" Asked the woman behind the counter.

"Actually, that was just the problem. Could you make it so I don't look like Mr. Satan's Daughter anymore? This is just how I always have been but I don't want it to seem like I am copying her. That is just not who I am." Said Videl with a touch of irony.

"Oh, sure, can fit you in later this afternoon, if you really want to not be mistaken for her, you really should change your outfit too, that is what she wears all the time." Said the women thinking the resemblance to the publicity photos was uncanny. If Mr. Satan's Daughter had not just been reported 50 miles away few minutes ago it would have been easy to think this girl was really the famous one.

And so Videl set out to change her look. It really was no wonder she was so conspicuous. The same pigtails and white shirt could be seen everywhere on her fathers merchandise. But honestly she really had no use for anything else. So she got a bit of cash from a capsule and headed to the closest store, it happened to be a Capsule Corp. merchandising store. So armed with the slight change of an oversized CC logo white shirt, CC brand Mirai no TrunksĀ® boots and a hat, red with a white front Capsule Corp. in black writing, she made her way off to the same salon.

She quickly pulled all of her hair into a ponytail and through the back of her baseball cap. She did not want to be spotted at all, and until it was time for her appointment she would take no chances. Unfortunately all her planning was for nothing as she stumbled into another bank robbery.

As Videl saw yet another disguised man, armed with a gun and as much stolen money as he could carry, it occurred to her that if she was going to help people, she would be noticed. 'I mean really how many girls have the strength to do the things I can. If I just want to be left alone, I should not stick around for the credit. Although I could understand my father best of all when I was getting those congratulations earlier. Lets see just how fast I can take care of this.' Thought Videl as she ran full speed at the armed man just outside of an obvious getaway car.

As Videl was busy concentrating on helping to stop the thief and get out of there as fast as possible without getting anyone hurt, what the casual observer saw was more remarkable than that. From the moment she rushed the bandits, she was less than a blur, and when she struck, she as well might have been invisible. All that could be seen was a burst of wind knocking over the large man trying to get into the car, and when his accomplice got out to help, it seemed that same gust came back and toppled him too. They were obviously unconscious, and would be till the police arrived even if it took a couple hours.

This left the crowd completely confused, but also grateful at the luck of having the thieves foiled, if only be chance. And with the attention of the onlookers at the scene ahead of them, no one noticed Videl appear again at the back of the growing mass of people, well almost no one.

Videl did not notice him until she had slowed, but his eyes had stayed with her the entire time, once she had passed the speed to be seen by normal eyes. She saw the way he looked at her, with a knowing smirk, but he nodded with approval. Then She saw the woman behind him, not much shorter than him without his gravity defying hair, but dwarfed by the full effect. He was standing in front of her protectively, but with the nod, he let down his guard.

"Who did all that?" She asked. The man nodded as to point to Videl. "Oh, I think I know her." Said the blue haired woman as she went towards the girl.

Videl was uncertain as what to do. The woman knew her, and she should run, to avoid suspicion, but there was something about the nice look on the face of the woman, and something altogether different about the look of the man that kept her in her place. His look had sized her up and while saw something to fear also noted she was of little concern. As the chill from the first smirk finished it's trip down her spine the woman spoke to her directly.

"I know you, we'd better get you out of here, just in case." Said the woman towards the circle of people around the police and the scene. "You're becoming rather famous, on your own merits." She said as she pulled out a capsule and threw it to reveal a very fast looking jet car. As the looks of the crowd that had pushed passed them to see the confusion began to notice just who was in front of the capsule car, the woman pulled girl in and immediately took off.

"That was close." Said the Woman.

"What about your, um, companion." Said Videl, not wanting to make any assumptions about her rescuer.

"He will beat us to my place. And here we are." Said the woman as the car landed outside of Capsule Corp. It was then that Videl did the first of several double takes.

'Blue-haired woman. CC. Blue-haired woman, CC. BLUE-HAIRED WOMAN, CC? THIS IS BULMA BRIEFS!!' Thought Videl before muttering aloud. "You are Bulma Briefs." The internal shock had overpowered her so that when she said it aloud, it was just a low, mumbled sentence; fortunately her shock was evident on her face.

"Yep, that's me." Said Bulma sweetly. "And this is my husband Vegeta." He nodded to the two as they exited the vehicle.

"She is fairly strong all things considered." Said Vegeta to his wife.

'All things considered?' Thought Videl before noticing that Vegeta had beaten them here. "But didn't we leave you?" She asked him, very confused.

"Yes." Replied Vegeta simply.

Videl was about to inquire further when she realized she recognized him too. "You were at the Cell fight! You are friends with Son Goku!"

Vegeta was about to laugh, but before he could Bulma interrupted. "Yes, we were."

"Were? What happened to him?" Asked Videl; honestly concerned for a man she had never met.

"He did not survive the battle." Said Vegeta simply, almost sadly in place of Bulma. She had begun to tear up and turned to Vegeta, who held her close and comforted her stoically.

"I am so sorry." Said Videl sadly.

"Don't be, he sacrificed himself for all of us." Said Vegeta, more to Bulma than Videl.

"You are right. Even now you know him better than I." Said Bulma wistfully. After a moment, she turned to Videl and informed her. "You see Goku was my oldest friend, and Vegeta his greatest nemesis. And yet they had this sort of understanding that made them closer than you could imagine."

At that Vegeta made a "Pssh" sound, but did not disagree.

"So Videl how is your training?" Asked Bulma, her friendly manner returning.

"How did you? Oh, my dad." Said Videl sadly.

"Well that is how I recognized you, but we have spoken before." At that Videl, thought hard, but could not remember. "I am the one who helped you with your training." Continued Bulma with a wink.

"The book!" Exclaimed Videl. "You were the one on the phone! I thought you sounded familiar then!"

"Well how is your training going??" Bulma asked as she led the girl into the living section of Capsule Corp. They were sitting in the living room before Videl answered.

"OK, I went to see master Korin and he sent me on a mission. I am to walk to this other master's house on the other side of the world for more training."

"Are you going to see Tien?" Guessed Bulma.

"No." Started Videl before Mrs. Briefs interrupted.

"Hello honey! Oh my you have a little guest. Are you here to see my wonderful grandson?" Came the saccharine older woman's voice. "Oh my, Bulma dear you have not given her any tea or snacks yet!" She called as she hurried out of the room.

Before Videl could speak Bulma explained. "Don't mind my mother, she is always like that."

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End Notes: For any who think she is too fast or too strong I only point out that before anyone other than Goku or Yajirobe climbed Korin tower they could outrun cars and zanzouken. There is that part, I have written far beyond it already. Assumptions are not facts and misleading clues are fun. Thank you for taking the time to read this, and I hope you enjoyed.