Chapter 4: Saiyaman Rises

A/N: Okay guys I'm back with another update for my Buu Saga story. Thanks to those of you who have reviewed my previous chapters:

DiscoStu09: Yeah I always had wanted to see a "full power SSJ2" as well, but it never really got to happen, which sort of disappointed me. As far as Vegeta goes, however, since it isn't quite his type to train with a partner, the sparring session that you saw with Gohan in the last chapter has not become a regular thing over the six year gap between the last chapter and this one; so though Vegeta may be slightly stronger than he was in canon because he knows the gap between him and Gohan is present, there will still be quite a noticeable gap between the two. That will play a role later, but I don't want to spoil anything yet.

Ultanx: glad I was once again "epic" enough for ya

Lightningblade49: Though I think it would be pretty cool for the characters to pick up moves from each other, since I just did the time skip before this chapter I would have no way of explaining how they picked up those moves, so I think I'm going to have the characters hang on to their own trademark moves for the most part. Although, you will see Trunks perform one of Piccolo's in this chapter if you pay close attention.

Also, I know that it took me quite a bit longer for me to get this chapter posted than the last few, but this chapter actually more than doubles the length of my story, so I promise your wait will be well rewarded. Now then, in this chapter we will be entering the Great Saiyaman Saga equivalent of my story, and in this chapter we will all get to say hello to our favorite superhero!

***Mountain District, Six Years Later***

Goten looked up at the sky and smiled. It was an absolutely perfect day outside, the temperature was just a touch above 70 degrees Fahrenheit, there was a slight breeze rolling through the air, and there wasn't a cloud in the sky.

Goten had recently turned six years old, and stood at a couple of inches over three feet in height with a lean, but muscular build. He was wearing an orange and blue gi with long sleeves which had a striking similarity to the gi that Goku had worn before he died.

After admiring the scenery for a few moments more, Goten turned and faced his older brother, who was sitting on the grass a few feet away.

Gohan had matured quite a bit over the past several years as well. While his hair was still the same jet black it had always been, it stood up with more of a natural spikiness compared to the bed head look that his hair had had previously. He also had grown in height quite considerably as well and now stood at nearly six feet tall. Gohan's shoulders had also broadened throughout the years, along with his arms being much larger in terms of both length and bulk as well.

At seeing his little brother look at him, Gohan stood up and said, "Okay, squirt, I think break time is over for now. Do you want to try and learn a new technique?"

Goten jumped up and down in excitement, "Yeah, Gohan! What are we gonnna try now?" he asked his brother, who just smiled at the six year old's seemingly infinite amount of energy.

Gohan contemplated what he would teach the youngster next. Despite his age and size, Goten was actually progressing very quickly in his training, and much like the two Sons before him, showed signs of very serious potential. The older Saiyan went through in his head the various things he had taught Goten since he started training him a few years ago. First he taught Goten the basics of sparring, such as stances and the simplest of punches and kicks. Next, once he had gotten the hang of that Gohan worked on eliminating the unnecessary movements that his younger brother would make while fighting. Not surprisingly, the young Saiyan was able to get rid of them without much trouble, and Gohan was then able to teach Goten basic ki manipulation, like firing ki blasts. He also taught him how to sense powers as well as suppress his own. Finally, just last month Gohan taught his brother how to fly, and the younger Saiyan took this in stride as well and was already able to fly like a pro.

After making his list, Gohan was surprised to find that he neglected to teach his brother one of the most important concepts in ki manipulation.

Goten was looking at his brother impatiently, but smiled when he saw Gohan prepare to speak again.

"Hey Goten," Gohan started, "you remember what you need to do with your ki to form ki blasts right?" he asked.

Goten responded enthusiastically with "Of course big brother! I concentrate it into my hands, and then let it flow out right?"

Gohan smiled, which Goten took as a signal that he was correct.

His suspicions were quickly confirmed when Gohan said, "That's right Goten. Now I'm going to teach you how to take ki blasts that other people throw at you and deflect them. How does that sound?"

The young Saiyan's eyes seemed to widen out to twice their size, and a huge smile was plastered on Goten's face. "That sounds awesome! How do I do that Gohan?" he asked Gohan with anticipation.

As Gohan was a near expert on this subject, it didn't take him very long to come up with his answer. "Well Goten, when you see somebody shoot a blast of ki at you, you need to do the same thing with your ki that you do when shooting one yourself; namely, concentrating it at the tips of your hands. However, instead of letting the ki flow out of your hands like when shooting a ki blast, you keep it at the tips of your hands, and then swat at the ki blast with your hands when it is close to you. Sound easy enough?" Gohan asked after he was done explaining.

Goten looked back at his brother, and ever eager to try this new technique, he replied, "Yeah, that sounds really easy! Let's try it now!"

"Okay, then Goten," Gohan started, "Fly in the air about a hundred feet up, and move away from me about ten feet as well, to give you some space. We don't want to damage anything out here, since these blasts could go anywhere!" he finished.

Goten obliged, and not long after Gohan followed suit, hovering about fifteen feet away from his brother. Quickly, Gohan took one last cursory look around to make sure that there was no danger that they would hit anything. After reaffirming that they were well above any trees in the area and were miles away from the nearest residence (which was their own, no less) Gohan looked back at his brother and said, "Are you ready, Goten?"

Goten's eyes narrowed as he took up a fighting stance, sending a wordless signal to Gohan that he was up for the challenge.

Gohan smirked back at his brother, and decided that he was going to start off easy on him. He sent out three ki blasts one after the other at the younger Saiyan. To his surprise, however, not even a second later he saw that all three of his blasts were coming straight back at him. Though this caught him off guard, he held out his right hand and quickly reabsorbed the blasts back into his hand without much trouble.

"Hey, big brother...can we try something a little harder than that please?" Goten asked, which caused said brother to burst out in laughter.

After laughing for a few more seconds, Gohan regained his composure, narrowed his own eyes back at Goten, and then said, "Okay then Goten, but remember, you asked for it!"

Goten reassumed his fighting stance, ready for anything his brother could throw at him. After seeing that his brother was ready, Gohan wasted no time in beginning his assault. He started throwing ki blast after ki blast at Goten, who was able to deflect all of them back in at least the general direction of Gohan. Seeing how well his brother was doing, he decided that it was okay to quicken his pace a little bit, and started firing his waves at twice the pace he started firing them at.

Goten was using up all of his concentration to keep up with his brother's attacks at this pace, and was struggling to send even a few directly back at Gohan. Instead, he was reduced to having to try and send them in his general direction, but many of his attempts at this merely sent the blasts directly to his sides, and a few poorly placed strikes were even sent behind Goten, much to the chagrin of the younger Saiyan.

However, all Gohan saw in this situation was that his younger brother was still able to deflect all of the blasts that he threw at him, and the Saiyan in him wanted to push his brother even farther. He let this urge take him over, and doubled his pace once more. To the average person, it now seemed like a continuous wave of ki was being sent at Goten, even though it was actually several blasts that were lined up together.

Goten tried as hard as he could to keep up with his brother's attacks. Try as he might, however, he wasn't able to send a single one of the blasts back in Gohan's direction, and was only able to send the majority of them backwards. The other few that were shot at the young Saiyan, were merely blocked by him, and angered by his failure to deflect all of the blasts, he pushed himself even further. Not after long, he was able to deflect every single one of the blasts, though not many were able to go anywhere but backwards. This success, however, only resulted in Gohan once again quickening the pace at which he shot the blasts at his brother.

Seeing the seemingly infinite amount of blasts that were being shot at him, Goten knew that he wasn't going to be able to send them flying. He knew that he needed to be stronger to have success in this fight, and the fact that he was going to fail was eating him alive. With every blast that Goten was forced to merely block, his anger built up inside of him even more. Willing himself not to fail, the young Saiyan shot out a menacing scream, and forced every ounce of power that he had to come out of him. Even though the blasts were still coming at him, he no longer cared. Goten's power began to soar with his scream, and his hair began to stand up on edge, gaining a golden shine to it as well. His formerly black and innocent eyes then turned to a teal color, and gained an almost evil look to them. The young Saiyan stopped yelling, and after feeling more power than ever rushing through him, turned his attention back at the blasts that were still being fired at him. The blasts that just a second ago were moving at a speed that Goten was nearly unable to see now were moving at seemingly slow motion to the boy, who now deflected each and every one of them straight back at their sender with a force that caused Gohan to stop sending the blasts and look at what happened to his brother.

When he saw what happened to him, however, he couldn't believe his eyes. Here was his six year old brother, standing in front of him with shimmering golden hair and teal eyes that seemed like they could shoot daggers on their own. Gohan was truly speechless, he had always known that Goten possessed a huge potential inside of him, and he hoped that someday he would be able to teach his younger brother how to transform into a Super Saiyan. Never did he imagine, however, that Goten would be able to accomplish this transformation at such a young age, and through the course of only ordinary training as well.

The newest Super Saiyan was the person who broke the trance that seemed to have been placed on his brother, and Goten asked his brother, "So are we going to keep going, or are we done now?"

At hearing that Goten still wanted to keep going, Gohan just laughed fondly. "Goten, I think that's enough for today," he started, "But, I have something else to ask you. Are you even aware of what just happened to you?"

Goten looked back at his brother with confusion and said, "Well, all I can really tell is that I got a lot stronger than I was before!"

Gohan was surprised that his brother still hadn't figured it out yet. He gave Goten one more minute to think it over, then after seeing he still had nothing else to say, Gohan simply told him, "Let's fly home now Goten, you'll see what happened once we get back."

With that, the two boys took off for their home, which, due to the circumstances of their training, they were about ten miles away from. Gohan noticed that on the way there that Goten was flying much faster than he normally does due to the enormous amount of energy he was putting out, but to Goten it just felt like he was flying normally.

After moving along for another few minutes, the pair landed just outside of their home, and Gohan coolly walked up to their door and opened it, allowing Goten to go inside first. He then suggested to the youngster, "Why don't you go and look at the bathroom mirror, Goten?"

Goten, although unsure as to why his brother wanted him to do this, replied "Uh…okay then Gohan. Why do you want me to do that?"

"You'll see when you get there, just do it," Gohan told him, and the young Saiyan quickly made his way to the bathroom, eager to find out what his older brother was hiding from him. When he got to the bathroom and looked into the mirror, a huge smile formed on his face, and his eyes widened in shock. He turned around to face Gohan, and shouted at him, "I'm a Super Saiyan big brother!"

Gohan chuckled, and smiled back at his brother, "Yeah, Goten, you are. I'm really proud of you!" he said, and felt the need to show Goten just how proud he was of him. So, he said, "When I first transformed, I was the youngest Super Saiyan ever, but you were able to beat me by several years! I'm really happy for you Goten." After hearing his brother's heartfelt speech, Goten smiled back at him. However, after a few seconds the familiar look of confusion was once again on the young Saiyan's face. "Uh, Gohan" he started, "How do I change back?"

This caused Gohan to break out laughing once again, and eventually he told his brother, "Just focus your mind, and then suppress your power."

Goten closed his eyes and did as he was told, and not long after his golden hair and teal eyes were changed back into their normal black states, signaling that he was no longer in his Super Saiyan form. After he changed back to normal and walked out of the bathroom, a loud grumble could be heard from the stomachs of both Saiyans, who looked at each other and laughed, and Gohan said, "Come on, Squirt. I'll make us some lunch now, okay?"

Goten smiled wide and shouted, "Oh boy, food!" and rushed off to the kitchen at a furious pace.

***Son residence, twenty minutes later***

Gohan stood at the kitchen sink, starting to clean the mounds of dishes that he and Goten accumulated during their meal(s.) While they were eating, Gohan never really thought too much about the amount of food that a Saiyan was able to consume on a daily basis; afterwards, when he was forced to clean up after himself, however, he couldn't help but silently curse the void that was his stomach.

Goten had just finished up his last bit of food, and promptly stood up from the table and walked up to his brother to help him with the dishes.

While the two were eating, they didn't really talk very much, due to the fact that they were preoccupied with stuffing their mouths at a furious pace. So, while Gohan was in the middle of drying off a plate, he took the opportunity to once again congratulate his younger brother on his recent progress.

"You know, Goten," he started, "you've really come a long way since we started your training. It took our dad until he was in his twenties to become a Super Saiyan, and it took me several years of training to become one as well. But here you are, six years old, and you have already accomplished that great feat! I'm really proud of you, Goten," he finished, smiling at his little brother. Goten smiled back at him, and even though he was happy with being able to become a Super Saiyan, he wanted to make it clear to his brother that he wanted more.

"Thanks, Gohan, but I don't want to stop here! When you train on your own later in the day, I can always sense your power level from here, and it is still way higher than the one I was able to get to today! When will I be able to be as strong as you are?" Goten asked, and this simple act of asking a question was enough to cause Gohan's pride in his brother to shoot up even higher.

"Well, Goten, to be honest I don't really know. The reason I was able to transform into the next level of Super Saiyan to begin with was because I needed to have an emotional trigger coupled with the necessary power. So, even though it would be pretty easy for us to get your power level high enough to transform, which, by the way, we are going to do," he added in, causing the six year old standing in front of him to send a smirk at him, signaling that he was up for the challenge. Gohan then continued, "You would still have to have a need for the extra power, something that could potentially endanger your life," he said.

Goten simply pouted, even though he knew it was selfish for him to just want to have more power, he still didn't think it was fair he had to wait until his life was in danger to get it. Gohan noticed the look of displeasure on his brother's face, and after a few seconds he thought of an idea to help get Goten out of his funk. "How about this, Goten," he started, "there is a World Martial Arts Tournament coming up in about four months, and I'm going to be competing to earn the prize money for our family. How about we train really hard for the next few months, then I'll enter you in as well, so we can see how well you stack up against everybody else in the world?" he finished. Goten jumped up and down in excitement, "That sounds awesome, big brother! Who else is going to be competing? Can we ask Trunks to compete too? We're always sparring when you're at work, and it would be really cool if I could fight him for real!" he said, and Gohan liked the idea that his brother had gotten on to.

"Sure, and while I'm at it I'll ask Piccolo, Vegeta, Krillin and all the others to compete as well! We want to make sure we have some competition, right?" he asked his brother, laughing as he did so. After Goten nodded in a mixture of agreement and excitement, Gohan asked him, "So, are you ready to go train some more now?"

To his surprise, Goten shook his head, "No, not yet. If we train right after I eat, I sometimes get sick," he said. This confused Gohan, "Huh, that's odd. I never have that problem. Though, you are part human, so I guess that may have been passed on to you from Mom," he said, before sighing and adding, "Alright then, I guess we can wait a few minutes. Go ahead and do whatever you want, but at three we are going to start training again, got it?" he asked, and Goten nodded before walking up the stairs and into his room.

Now alone, Gohan decided that he was going to treat himself to a little television for the first time in several weeks before resuming his training. He walked into his living room, plopped down onto the leather couch, and flipped on the TV. He wasn't exactly sure if there would be anything on that he would find interesting, so he decided to just watch the news.

When he turned it on, however, he was surprised at what he was seeing on the screen.

"And now in national news, Satan City has once again been hit with a massive crime wave. Today, an attempted robbery of a bank took place. However, disaster was once again averted when Videl Satan, the daughter of world hero Hercule Satan, showed up at the scene and was able to force the three armed robbers to submit."

Gohan couldn't believe what he was hearing. How could one girl think that she will be able to stop all the crime in the city? Gohan thought. It just isn't safe, eventually there will be somebody who will be either too strong for her, or there may be dozens of people at once…and then what will happen to her?

The reporter on screen then continued, "Videl is currently seventeen years old, and will be competing in the World Martial Arts Tournament that is going to be held in a few months. Most people believe that she is certain to earn a spot in the final match, and some speculate that she may even be as strong as her father!" he said.

This just caused Gohan to cringe. Asstrong as her father? If I were them I'd worry about her being asweakas her father! he thought, and wondered to himself how he could help Videl keep her life. After mulling it over for a few minutes, he couldn't think of any other ideas short of going over there himself and stopping the criminals on his own. However, even though he had decided that this was the best course of action, it still posed problems in itself. If I just up and go over there to stop crime, people may recognize my face from the footage of the Cell Games, and that would be bad. I could turn Super Saiyan, but then they would still recognize me since I was transformed during the games as well. So, if I'm going to go over there and fight the criminals, I'm going to need some kind of disguise…but what should it be? he thought.

This was a question that was quite puzzling to the Saiyan. He knew that in order to protect his identity, he needed to have something to cover his face. However, he also wanted to be able to do so without looking like a complete idiot, so he would have to come up with an entire costume for himself rather than just wear a random mask on his face. He turned off the television and went up to his room. Once there, he picked up some pencils and paper from his desk, sat down on his bed, and began to sketch some ideas as to what his costume could look like.

After about fifteen minutes, he looked over his first idea. It consisted of black boots with red stripes, tight red pants, and a black and white long sleeve top complete with red shoulder pads. Finally, he had white gloves, and a black bandana over his hair and red framed sunglasses covering his face. He contemplated wearing this, but after a minute he thought that it looked too much like a variation on Saiyan armor, and he also thought that the color scheme was a tad off as well, so he crumpled the piece of paper into a ball and threw it into his trash bin before picking up another piece of paper and starting over again.

He went through five more of these hideous looking costumes, each sketch looking even worst than the last, and upon his latest failure, he turned his head to the clock and saw that it was 2:50. Only ten minutes left until Goten and I train again,he thought, I'll try one more time for today.

He started from scratch once more, and right from the beginning he knew that he was on to something. His hand continued to fly across the paper, and he liked the design of his outfit more and more with each passing second. Before he knew it, however, Goten came bursting through the door shouting, "Gohan! It's three o'clock now, let's go train!"

Gohan, despite his love of training, was actually slightly annoyed by his brother; he was so close. "Just a minute Goten, I'm doing something right now but I'm almost done," he told his brother.

This, however, did not sit well with Goten, who said "But Gohan! You said we would train again at three! Well, it's three now and I wanna train, so come on!" he said to his brother, pulling his arm as he did so.

Gohan was starting to become frustrated, but held this back when talking to Goten, as he had to remind himself that the boy was only six. "I know I said that Goten, but this is important, so just give me one minute, okay?"

Goten finally gave in, "Okay," he said, and plopped a seat next to Gohan on his bed and waited as patiently as he could.

Now that that distraction was done with, Gohan turned his attention back to the piece of paper in front of him. He was done with everything from the neck down, but still needed to do something about the head. After debating over several different options, one stood out in his head and after making the finishing touches to what would be his outfit he looked at the costume in full. This is…perfect. I can't make this on my own, but I bet Bulma can. I'll swing by Capsule Corp after work tomorrow and show this to her, maybe I'll take a round in the GR with Trunks while I'm at it,he thought.

Not before long, though, Goten bumped his brother's arm and asked him, "Gohan…are you done now? 'Cause you just keep staring at that piece of paper. Are we going to train or what?"

Gohan smiled at the boy, Goten really did want to get stronger after all. "Sure, Goten," he said, putting the paper down on his bed, "I'll race ya to the river. Ready? Go!" With that, the two Saiyans were off and running to their destination, all thoughts of crime fighting left behind for the moment.

***Capsule Corporation, the next day***

Bulma stood facing Gohan in the middle of her office, holding the piece of paper the half-Saiyan had given her in her hands. She studied the color scheme and subtle nuances of the outfit that Gohan had designed, and even though he had already gone through what the purpose of it was with her once, she felt the need to ask again.

"So, let me get this straight. You want me to make this outfit for you so you can fight crime in Satan City without being recognized, right?" she asked Gohan.

Gohan sighed at the fact that he had to go through this with her again, but he still answered her question. "Yes, Bulma, if I go out without any sort of disguise on, people may notice me from the broadcast of the Cell Games, and I don't need our family to be swarmed with reporters all the time."

Bulma was still unsure of his motive for this though, "Okay, that I understand, but why do you even feel the need to do this in the first place? I mean, that girl, Videl is her name, right? She seems to have things under control over there, so why don't you just leave things to her?" she asked Gohan, who once again sighed, but this time accompanied this with a hand he placed over his face.

"I want to do this for her safety. Yes, she has things under control now, but what would happen if somebody really strong tried to do something? Or what if there were a huge amount of people involved with one crime? Most people say that she isn't even as strong as her father, so there is no way she'd be able to handle things on her own. Please Bulma, it shouldn't be too hard for you to make this for me, right?" he asked the blue-haired woman.

Said woman just looked back at Gohan, and knowing that he wasn't going to take no for an answer on this one, said to him "It shouldn't be a problem at all. While I'm at it, I'll make you a radio that can tap into the Satan police frequency as well, since that will make it much easier for you to find out when you need to go help them as well."

Gohan smiled at his friend, happy that she was going to do this for him. "How long should this take you?" he asked her.

Bulma shrugged her shoulders. "Probably not too long," she started, "I'd say just a few hours."

Gohan nodded at her answer, "Okay, that's fine by me. Is it okay if I use your GR to train while I'm waiting?" he asked, although he felt that she had to be expecting that this one was coming.

He turned out to be correct in his thinking, as Bulma simply chuckled at him and said, "Sure Gohan, you can use it. In fact, I think Vegeta and Trunks are both in there already. You Saiyans and your training…it never stops does it?"

Gohan laughed back at her, and started to make his way out of the room. "Not for long, anyways," he said, and with that, he exited Bulma's office and tried to make his way through the labyrinth that was Capsule Corp and get to the Gravity Room. While he was on his way there, he thought of something. You know, this would be a good time to tell Vegeta and Trunks about the tournament. He made a mental note to do this as soon as the opportunity arose.

After walking past a few dozen more offices and through a few gardens, Gohan had finally made his way to the Gravity Room. Looking through the window on the door and into the room, Gohan could see that Bulma was correct in naming the location of Vegeta and Trunks, as they were both training on their own on opposite sides of the chamber.

He opened the door, much to the chagrin of the two other Saiyans present, as the gravity inside the chamber was reduced to normal as the fail-safe was activated. Gohan noticed the glares that the two of them were shooting him, and he was a little sorry for what he did, because from what he could tell, the two must have been really into their training.

"Sorry guys, I didn't mean to interrupt your training, I just came here because Bulma's working on something for me and I wanted to get some training in as well. Also, now that I see both of you are here, I also have some news to share with the two of you.

Although Vegeta had a look of indifference on his face, Trunks on the other hand seemed to be visibly excited by the possibility of news. "What kind of news, Gohan?" he asked the older half-Saiyan.

Gohan smirked at him, and after looking the young boy over, he could tell that he was at least somewhat stronger than what he was at the last time Gohan saw him. "Now hold on there, Trunks. I came here to train, too. So, how about I make you a deal? If you can hit me with a ki blast, I'll tell you. Sound fair enough?" he asked, hoping that it would give him a chance to see how far along his brother's rival had come. However, this only served to annoy the rather impatient Vegeta, who said harshly "How about I just beat you to the floor if you don't tell us right now?"

Gohan, who over the past few years had gained much more self confidence, merely turned his head to Vegeta and smirked. "Fine. Do it then," he said, with a face that almost inflicted fear in even Vegeta.

Despite this, the pure-blooded Saiyan accepted this challenge without hesitation. He dashed across the floor of the GR, ready to bash the head of a cocky little brat to the floor. However, when he reached the location of the half-Saiyan, he was surprised to find that Gohan was able to quickly maneuver out of Vegeta's path at the last second, and the Prince of all Saiyans, unable to stop his momentum, was greeted by the younger man with a jab to the side of the neck, knocking him out cold.

Not wanting Trunks to feel too upset about this, he looked back at him and said, "He'll be fine. I didn't hit him all that hard, I just got a pressure point so he'll be out for a couple of minutes. If he had been expecting it, then he would have been able to withstand the hit, but he was just too concerned with beating me up to notice a potential counterattack," he said, and Trunks nodded, knowing full well that his father brought this upon himself.

Gohan, however, was not quite finished, and said, "Let that be a lesson to you, Trunks. Never let your guard down, even when you appear to be getting a free shot. Now then, do you want to try your luck at hitting me?"

Trunks narrowed his eyes, faced towards Gohan, and assumed a fighting stance. Gohan, taking this action as a "yes" picked Vegeta up and placed him off to the side and out of the way, before assuming a stance of his own, ready to dodge whatever ki blasts were thrown his way.

Trunks started off just one ki blast aimed directly at Gohan, which he dodged effortlessly. He sent off a few more singular shots at Gohan to get a feel for which direction Gohan appeared to favor when dodging attacks, and much to his displeasure found that there was no clear pattern to his movements. So, he decided to try another approach. He shot off one ki blast aimed straight at Gohan, then immediately after fired off one more from each hand aimed on both sides of the older Saiyan. However, Gohan was able to see through this technique and jumped over the initial ki blast, causing the other two to become useless, or so he thought.

To his surprise, however, he saw that the two ki blasts that Trunks had shot off were now coming straight at him from opposite directions. Though he did not know that Trunks was able to control his ki blasts like this, he was still able to change his momentum midair by flying forward at the last moment, causing the two balls of ki to hit each other and disintegrate.

Though this caused a lot of frustration on Trunks' part, this failed attempt gave him another idea. He began to fire a flurry of shots in multiple directions, some of them not even aimed at Gohan. The few that were, however, were all dodged by the half-Saiyan, who stood in the middle of the room with a smirk on his face. "Still can't hit me, huh?" he said.

Vegeta, who had started to come to, looked up at his surroundings, pleased with what he was seeing. Unbeknownst to Gohan, Trunks had never intended to hit Gohan with any of those ki blasts, which were now all suspended in midair, surrounding Gohan from every direction.

"Don't think that just yet, cocky brat!" he shouted, and this served as a wake up call to Gohan, who just then noticed that he was indeed surrounded by many balls of ki. As they all began to hone in on Gohan at once, he had to come up with a plan quickly. That's it! he thought. Gohan threw both of his arms out to the side and yelled, causing a wall of ki to erupt from his body, which, after expanding, interrupted the flight of all of Trunks' ki blasts, rendering them useless.

Gohan was pleased with Trunks' strategy, but was displeased with something else about the young boy. "Trunks, why are you holding back against me?" he asked.

Trunks was surprised, how does he know? he thought. "What do you mean by that, Gohan?" he asked, hoping that he was bluffing.

Unfortunately for him, however, Gohan did in fact know, or at least was bluffing really well. "You know exactly what I mean Trunks. Show me everything you've got."

Trunks smiled at his friend, then said, "Well alright then, I wanted to save this as a surprise to my dad, but I guess it's too late for that now," he said, which caused Vegeta's eyes to widen in shock. He can't possibly mean…the eldest Saiyan thought.

A moment later, Trunks let out a yell, and let all of the ki in his body reach its peak. His hair flickered between its usual lavender and a shiny, golden color, as if it couldn't decide which to be. Eventually, the gold won out, and his hair began to stand up on end instead of hang down, and his eyes turned from a light blue to a teal color, signaling the completion of his Super Saiyan transformation.

After transforming, Trunks decided to resume his assault on Gohan. He began to throw ki blasts at him as fast as he possibly could, and although Gohan was able to dodge the first few, the fact that he was still in his base form, combined with the fact that the blasts were coming at him from nearly every direction at almost the exact same time, caused one of the blasts to graze his arm. Upon hearing the contact being made, Trunks stopped firing at Gohan and threw his hands up in victory before shouting, "Yes! I won!"

However, this was the last thing on Vegeta's mind, as it was preoccupied by wondering how the hell his son was already a Super Saiyan at age seven! "Trunks!" he said with a stern face, "When did you become able to do this?" he asked.

Trunks looked at his father and said confidently, "It was about a month ago. While I was sparring with Goten he landed a good combo on me and I was backed into a corner. So when I tried to pull out everything I had left I transformed."

Vegeta nodded, and then turned to Gohan, "Can your brother do this as well?" he asked hoarsely.

Trunks answered for Gohan, "No he ca—"

"Actually," Gohan interrupted, "yes he can. Just yesterday he transformed for the first time during our training together," he said, face full of pride.

Vegeta was rightfully stunned. Here were two near toddlers who had already achieved the holy grail of the Saiyan race! However, there was still something else on his mind. He turned to Trunks and asked the question that only had one correct answer, "Which one of you is stronger, you or Kakarot's boy?"

Trunks smirked at his father, knowing full well what would happen if he didn't get the answer he wanted. "The last time we sparred, I was able to beat him, but that was before he was a Super Saiyan," he said.

Although Trunks had won their last spar, the fact that Goten could now become a Super Saiyan irritated Vegeta, as this may cause him to draw even with his son. Looks like I will have to increase this gap, then, he thought to himself, before turning to Gohan and saying aloud, "You said you have something to tell us, brat, spit it out!"

The other two had almost completely forgotten by this point that Gohan had come here to give them news, but Gohan was able to recover from this, and eventually said, "Well, there is a World Martial Arts Tournament that is coming up in about four months, I will be entering to win the prize money for our family, but after seeing Goten transform yesterday I decided that I wanted him to enter too. However, we didn't want to have just the two of us in the tournament, seeing as how we would already know what the outcome of the tournament would be if that were the case, so I was wondering if you two wanted to enter as well?"

Vegeta smiled, it was good to hear that he was going to have a challenge for once in a while. "Alright, we're in. Don't underestimate me though, I'm at a much higher level than I was at the last time we fought," he said, causing tension to build between the two Saiyans.

"I'm going to fight in the tournament, too!" a voice rang out.

Gohan thought he was hallucinating, he was sure that the voice he just heard belongs to his father. "D…Dad? Is that you?" he asked what seemed to be the air.

Not after long the voice was back again, "Of course it's me! Who else could it be? Now then, I heard you and Goten decide that you wanted to enter the tournament yesterday, and after talking with King Kai, I found out that I can have one day back on Earth, so I'm going to use it to compete in the tournament with you guys! It's gonna be fun!" Goku said, and Gohan smiled wide.

"Yeah, Dad," he said, "it'll be a blast. I can't wait to tell everybody that you're coming back!" Gohan finished.

Goku, though, seemed to be in a hurry and said, "Be sure to do that, son! But I actually can't talk now, King Kai is busy, so I'll see you all at the tournament! Be sure not to leave anybody out! Bye son!" he said, and just as quick as he had come, his presence was once again gone.

The three Saiyans stood in the chamber quietly for a little while longer, before the two younger Saiyans noticed a smile begin to from on Vegeta's face. Not just a smirk either, an actual smile, which was a rare sight to see on the Prince. Gohan's jaw actually dropped in shock of what he was seeing, however the silence was soon broken as Vegeta spoke.

"So then, Kakarot will be coming back to fight. This presents quite an opportunity to me; I can finally settle things between us once and for all!"

Gohan just shock his head, sighing as he did so. Leave it to Vegeta to think only about settling the rivalry between the two men. Trunks was about to rejoin the conversation, however he was interrupted by the crack of the intercom system.

"Hey Gohan, it's Bulma," the woman said, "I've finished up your little project, so if you're in there you might want to come back to get it now!"

Said Saiyan smiled in anticipation; even though he had an idea of what the costume would look like, as he designed it, he was still excited to see exactly what the finished product would look like. Gohan dashed out of the Gravity Room, leaving Vegeta and Trunks to get back to their training, and sprinted through the hallways of Capsule Corp at an incomprehensible speed before reaching Bulma's office once again. However, due to the speed he was moving at, once he ran inside, he caused the huge stack of paper on her desk to blow through the room from the wind he generated.

Gohan looked at the accident he caused, grinned at Bulma sheepishly and said, "Sorry Bulma, I guess I got a little too excited for a minute there. Bulma just shook her head, palm over her face as she did so, and said, "Don't worry about it Gohan, you should see what happens to the place when Vegeta wants to get his running in. I had to have a track built into the building just to keep him from sending people in the hallways flying in every direction. Anyways," she continued, "I've done what you asked. First off, we have this radio here," Bulma said, pointing to the blue, chalkboard eraser-sized radio on the table. "All you have to do is press this button at the top to turn it on and off, and since it is automatically tuned to the frequency of the Satan police radios, you will have full access to what is going on in the city."

Gohan was impressed; it looked like he wouldn't be missing any large-scale crimes any time soon. However, Bulma was only getting started and soon continued with her demonstration. "Now for your costume, I decided that it would be way too much work for you to have to strip and actually put it on every single time you had to go fight, so I made this watch to compensate for that. It looks like an ordinary watch, and actually functions as one as well, but there are two additional buttons on the side here, one red and one green. They function on the same principles as capsules do. If you press the green one, then whatever clothes you are wearing at the time will be stored inside the watch, and will be replaced with your costume. Then, once you are done fighting, you can press the red button and voila, your costume is replaced with your original clothes once again."

Gohan laughed at the watch, it was like something straight out of a spy movie. Nonetheless, he was eager to give it a try. He motioned to take the watch from Bulma, who obliged, handing it to him. He slipped it on his wrist and tightened it, and, after one final moment of hesitation, pushed the green button.

The first thing he noticed afterwards was the fact that his field of vision had turned darker, and he also felt a weight on his head. Next, he looked down at himself and examined the final result. He was wearing tight black pants with white and yellow boots. On his upper body was also a tight black undershirt, which was covered by a green tunic and a black and yellow belt surrounded his waist. He then took a look at his hands, and was pleased to see that they were covered by white, full finger fighting gloves that looked almost exactly like the ones that accompany Saiyan armor. Supremely pleased with his appearance so far, Gohan turned to the mirror that was beside him to examine his headwear. His head was being covered by a mostly orange helmet, with a pitch black visor which hid his eyes. Protruding from the sides of the helmet were two gray antennae which shot straight up in the air. His helmet was secured in place by a black strap that rested on the underside of his chin. Finally, his outfit was topped off by a long and flowing red cape, held in place by yellow buttons on each one of his shoulders.

More than pleased with the outfit, Gohan pushed the red button on his still present watch, returning his clothes to the blue gi that he was previously in. He had a massive smile on his face, and he turned to Bulma before hugging the woman tightly.

"Thank you so much, Bulma, this looks great! I wouldn't even recognize myself if I didn't know any better!" Gohan said, which made Bulma smile back at him, proud of her own work.

"It's no problem Gohan. Now then, try not to go too hard on those criminals, okay?" she asked sarcastically.

"Ha, okay Bulma," Gohan started, "I'm off then. Thanks again, this really helps a lot! Bye!" he finished before grabbing the blue radio and flying his way out of the window of her second-story office.

As Gohan sped through the air eastward, he decided that he might as well check what was going on in Satan City right now, since he had to pass near the city to get home anyways. He took the blue radio in his hands and with his thumb pushed the 'On' button, before holding the speaker up to his ear. As luck would have it, apparently there was an armed robbery taking place at, of all places, the Satan museum. Apparently the museum had managed to acquire the old throne of King Piccolo, and because of its near priceless value, there was a large group of people attempting to steal it.

Looks like it's time for me to make my first appearance, Gohan thought, pushing the green button on his watch, changing into his new outfit. He then picked up his pace, moving towards Satan City at an alarming rate.

In almost no time at all, Gohan had managed to make his way to the city; however, he was still faced with another problem: he had no idea where the museum was. He observed the city from above, and after looking it over for a few seconds, noticed a huge gathering of police vehicles outside of a large, white building. That has to be it, Gohan thought, and as he drew nearer, he turned out to be correct, and the situation at hand was also quite dire.

Though the figure was quite small due to the distance that was still present between Gohan and the museum, he was still able to make out the slim figure of who he recognized as Videl Satan, running towards the entrance to the museum. What is she doing rushing in like that? the Saiyan thought to himself, doesn't she know she is setting herself up for an ambush?

As if on cue, the door to the museum burst open, and a large hulking figure stood in the doorway brandishing an automatic weapon. Videl, sensing that she was in trouble, stopped her movements on a dime, turned around and tried to run to cover, but she was nowhere near fast enough. As she dove towards the ground, she could hear shots running through the air, and was certain that her life was soon going to end.

Except for the fact that it didn't; in fact, Videl found that, to her surprise, not a single bullet had hit her. She looked up from her position on the concrete, and saw a man in a green tunic and red cape standing in front of her, one hand outstretched and in a fist. He then straightened out his fingers and to the shock of the man in the doorway every single one of the twenty shots he just fired off was dropped to the ground. Before he even knew how to react the mysterious man, the caped figure charged at him, elbowing him in the stomach, which caused the man to drop straight down to the floor. Videl, quick to regain her composure sped off into the museum along with the caped man, but to her surprise one she had made her way into the building, all but one of the ten robbers were already on the ground. Not wanting to sit there doing nothing, the young woman took care of the man on her own, blindsiding him with a kick to the face and causing the man to follow his partners into dreamland.

After the police had cleaned everything up inside, Videl turned to face the man who had saved her life. "Hey, mister," she said, "thanks for saving me back there. I don't know what I would have done if you hadn't come along."

Gohan just turned to her and smiled, "It was nothing, really, anything to help protect the city!" he said, changing his voice to go along with his new persona.

"Really though, it means a lot to me," Videl said. She was going to say something else, but a thought made its way into her head. "By the way…what do I call you, anyway?"

Gohan froze, in all his time thinking up the outfit, he had never bothered to give himself a name. "Wha…What do you mean by that?" he said pathetically.

"You know," Videl said, "a name. You surely have a name right?"

Gohan thought about this for a second, running his thumb and forefinger down his chin as he did so. After a few seconds his hand shot from his face as he snapped his fingers and said "Got it! I am…the protector of truth, and all that is good! Defender of the city…The Great…Saiyaman!" he said, striking a pose that even the illustrious Captain Ginyu would be proud of.

Videl on the other hand, just found this ridiculous. "Great…Saiyaman, huh?" she said, dumbfounded. Despite the (in her opinion) stupid name, she was still grateful for what he did, and said "Well anyways, thanks again for saving me."

Saiyaman just shot her a smile before saying, "No problem, I'll see you later Videl!" After sending her a two finger salute, he took off into the sky, making his way back home.

How does he know who I am? Videl thought to herself. Well then, Great Saiyaman, I may not know anything about you now, but mark my words: I will find out who you are, and how on Earth you are so strong, she thought, silently challenging herself as she watched the caped figure flying off into the afternoon sky.

A/N: Well there you go, that concludes my very long chapter. I debated whether or not I wanted to update my story in two separate chapters, but after a while I decided that it fits better as one, plus the wait was still not that long anyways. Now then, I have a little challenge for you guys. In this chapter, there were two instances of some pretty serious foreshadowing, so, if you guys managed to spot either one, post it in a review and I'll PM you guys if you get it right. Once the part of the story that is foreshadowed actually passes, I'll tell everybody. Now then, thanks again for reading, and please remember to review, it really doesn't take that long and it helps me out quite a bit. Next chapter, Gohan tells the other Z Fighters about the tournament, and Videl schemes to find out the identity of the Great Saiyaman. Until next time, guys!

-HRR