Chapter 3 : The Glove and The Name.
Shi stood there looking at the men at the door to the strange building. The people at the front stopped and blocked the people behind them. At the front were was a person with green skin, which is odd, next to him on his left was a man with flame like hair that was black. The last one on the other side of the door was a man with black, spiky hair. All had a look of horror on their face. Behind them was what looked like a couple. Shi knew that there were more people behind them as he could sense them. Large power levels, larger then any normal person. All of them gave the same impression of shock and horror. Apart form one. The person at the very back of the group didn't seem to give off much ki. He gave off the impression that he could beat up any one. But he properly couldn't back it up. Shi raised an eyebrow, trying to understand what this person's intention was. The person started to try to get to the front. The people slowly filed out of the building forming a semi-circle around him by the door. A muscularly man walked to the semi-circle, he had a moustache and a black afro. He stood in a heroic position, which didn't really work at all. Shi raised his other eyebrow to meet his other one, a technique he learned to mock his opponent. He knew he would beat this man hands down. Yet this man was trying to make him back down. Yet the stronger ones stood back, away from him. Very strange indeed.
"Make way!" yelled Hercule as he forced his way to the front of the group. He stood about a foot in front of the people behind him. He didn't notice them form the semi-circle behind him. He was very happy. At the other end of the plat form stood a kid of about sixteen years old. He didn't look strong, and had a terrible fashion sense. Yes, thought Hercule, a perfect chance to show off my stuff. "Hey, kid. What do you want?" asked Hercule in his toughest voice, the one he knew some of the best fighters would cower at. The boy didn't move, he just had his eyebrows raised. He got the feeling that this kid was mocking him. "I said, what do you want kid?" bellowed Hercule at the kid. "Answer me, you brat." Retorted Hercule, starting to think that the kid was deaf. He couldn't get this kid to react.
I got to help Hercule, thought Goku. He started to move forward. Vegeta put his arm out to stop him from moving.
"No Kakarot. We want to see what this boy can do. Hercule can see how much stronger then a normal person." Reasoned Vegeta. Goku stayed knowing that he was right. He wanted to help but knew that there was a better reason to stay there. He felt the same way as when Gohan first fought at the Cell games. He was about to have he power unleashed but Gohan was also being killed. The situation changed for the better in the end. But he couldn't shake this feeling.
"Okay kid. I want you leave this lookout." Proclaimed Hercule. Hoping the kid would, the only reaction was the kid frowning. "Alright kid, you got this coming to you. Prepare to fight the Champion of the World, Hercule Satan!" shouted Hercule as he got into his fighting pose. Hercule can actually fight, as far as normal people. He could easily defeat this kid. "LET'S GO!" And the fight started…. and stopped about three seconds later. Hercule went in strong with a powerful punch. Would of ended the fight there and then, but Shi was still standing. Hercule had his fist touching the kid's face, but the kid didn't even move. A second later, and before Hercule could react, Shi grabbed his arm and forced it off him extremely easily. Bulma watched the kid in horror at his strength and watched the kid's gloved hand…. Hold on a second, thought Bulma, that glove has the Capsule Corp. Label on it. Then it all came back to her. The memory of the accident and the hero that saved her. The result and the gift that they gave him. The glove they made to cover his scar. His name came rushing back to her. The kid was going to snap Hercule's arm off. The name came straight out of her mouth and she couldn't stop it.
"STOP IT SHI!" Bulma screamed at the top of her lungs. A scream that could of stopped the moon. Every one turned to face her. Even the kid, who still frowned. The Z fighters and friends look puzzled and some even scared of her. The kid however, released his vice grip on Hercule's arm. He stared in disbelieve at the blue haired woman that was in a little bit of space of her own. He recognized her, he knew her. How could he forget? That is how he got his glove.
"Bulma?" replied Shi, seeing if it really was his friend that he had saved.
"Shi!" shouted Bulma, running, arms flung wide, toward Shi.
"Bulma!" replied Shi with the same act and cheeriness as his friend. They meet in the middle of the semi-circle of the Z fighters. None of them could belief it, and Vegeta was in shock. How could Bulma, long life friend or wife and mother, be friends with the most spine chilling creature then any of them have ever faced before. The energy he gave off was cold and almost able to freeze the ground, yet Bulma was hugging him as if he was same age and they were best friends.
Shi was finally at the lookout, Death had a friend.