AN: Again for the purpose of cohesion, this chapter has been edited. While changes have been made, the overall plot has not changed so if you don't want to re-read you don't have to. This is more for me as the author than for anyone else. Anyway Enjoy! (PS: The author notes below are the same as before, feel free to skip them if you've already read them.)
AN: Ok, so I might have gotten a little carried away with this one, but I think it's better and I did manage to finally read over the first chapter and fix some of the mistakes so if you want to reread it go for it, but you don't have to. So I've decided to explain why I didn't make Videl a boy if I was going to make Gohan a girl. The only reason I can give you is that it would have made things too easy. I hate writing easy plotlines, look at my dabbles, those relationships aren't neat and perfect. In addition changing Videl into a boy would have changed Videl's character too much. I already changed Gohan's character I didn't want to over do it or go in that direction. Plus, changing Gohan into a girl wasn't really hard, I mean, the boy is already painfully shy and innocent, what more do I really have to do. Ok, with that out of the way, on with the chapter.
P.S.I still don't own Dragonball Z or any of the character associated with the show. If I did then Gohan wouldn't be such a wimp after the seven year time skip.
P.P.S. This is still a yuri type fic and will eventually get graphic, hence the M rating, so if you don't like that don't waste your time continuing to read it. There will be no magical gender switches half way through the fic.
P.P.S.S One more thing, first, I've always wanted to write that (look at the front of this line), but more importantly, my twin who is proficient in the Japanese language recently told me that if I wanted to Japanese correct Gohanna should be spelled with one 'n', but since I, one, like spelling it with two n's and two, have already written two chapters spell with two n's, I will not be changing the spelling. I'm just too lazy for that. I almost did, but I changed my mind, you'd be surprised how often that name comes up. I wonder why (not really). So if you have a problem with that I don't care. Now really on with the story.
It Was Meant to Be
Chapter 2: Tougher than she looks
The sun filtered in through the heavily draped windows hitting the large, pink lavender canopy bed and lighting the empty sheets, sun beams hitting the feather-stuffed pillow with the small indention in the center. The occupant of the grandiose room was nowhere to be seen, not by the mahogany desk, the built-in bathroom, nor the walk-in closet. She wasn't amongst the plush furniture, walking across the thick, soft mauve colored carpet. The dark Byzantium colored walls hadn't seen the occupant in hours. It was an empty room.
Instead of gracing the full, plush amethyst bedding of her queen size canopy bed, Videl was pounding the living hell out of the punching bags in her papa's weight room. It wasn't a normal day, a day like any other day. No, today Videl had to get up and go to school. Now going to school may seem like your mundane everyday task, but not now, not when the new girl rattled Videl's chain like no one else ever had, not even Sharpner with his playful insistence that she was his girl. She was so odd, so innocent in every way that Videl could see. With those big doe eyes, an inky black so deep that they pulled you in without your consent. It wasn't natural, but she found herself powerless to resist.
Videl hit the bag in front of her with a powerful three strike maneuver she'd picked up from Sharpner. Hitting a defenseless bag, practicing her form should have freed her mind, but it didn't. She was still hopelessly stuck on the new girl, Son Gohanna. There was just something suspicious about her that ate away at Videl's thoughts. It irritated her for no reason, at least no reason she could point to. So Videl needed a quick release, a surefire way to relieve her frustration, and the only thing available at the moment was a visit to one of her papa's weight rooms. Now if only police Chief Wiggins would call her in to help fight crime then she'd be able to switch her focus from her papa's unsuspecting punching bags onto something that could at least attempt to fight back. She could really use the physical exertion.
She followed a fierce punching combo with a swift knee strike as her thoughts drifted back to the day before. It had begun like any other day, a shower, breakfast, and the morning call to help fight crime. All was right with the world, or at least it had been. The moment she arrived at the scene she'd realized something was wrong. The situation seemed to have resolved itself without her help. Knowing the competency of the Satan City police there was just no way they'd been able to stop a robbery in progress if the crooks were heavily armed like she'd been told. So something was definitely amiss. As it turned out some girl, some random girl had taken her fight.
'If that Gold Fighter bitch thinks she can come here and take my damn job she has another thing coming,' Videl thought as she hit the bag with a powerful backswing, effectively breaking the bag in the process. 'Damn, these bags just don't live up to standards. Now how am I supposed to get a decent workout?' She was angry at the loss of the punching bag, but she really should have known better. It happened every time. Once she set her sights on a bag, they never lasted. Without fail, she always managed to destroy them within a few minutes. And unfortunately this bag was no exception. No, like its six brothers bleeding sand onto the floor punching bag number seven was now utterly useless.
Glancing around the training room Videl noted the current disorder as sand and empty black bags littered the floor. It took half a second to realize that she'd destroyed every punching bag in the room. 'Fuck,' she cursed. She was out of things to hit. Her frustration mounted as she glanced up at the clock hanging on the wall. 'Six o'clock already. I've been at it non-stop for an hour. I don't even have time to find another training room,' she sighed before turning to leave. 'Looks like I better head upstairs and get cleaned off. There's no point in missing breakfast.' It was a decision that reflected the way she always made choices, quickly, decisively, efficiently. That was just the way she did things. She firmly believed that there was no reason to draw out her actions. Doing so only allowed room for error and second guessing, and she found that most if not all second guesses were wrong. As it was she had yet to regret a decision she'd made, and she highly doubted that she ever would.
Videl exited the training room and headed towards her room, ascending one of the many staircases in her house, if you could call it a house. It was more like a mansion or manor with room to spare. Making her way upstairs she couldn't stop her mind from wondering back to the events of the previous day. First the Gold Fighter, then the new girl, Son, now why did that name sound so familiar? With a mental shake of her head she let the question go. It didn't really matter. What mattered was the fact that there were a host of new faces around stirring up trouble.
Okay so Son wasn't anything close to trouble, but she was hiding something. Her odd display of power during gym class was amazing yet suspicious. The way she jump a couple of yard in the air to catch Sharpner's ball, or the speed in which she threw the ball to get the third out. No matter what she tried to call it, it wasn't just a case of beginner's luck or new shoes. That girl was good. And on top of all that she must have had a really hard head to be able to take one of Sharpner's fastballs to the head without so much as a flinch or a scratch. Yeah that new girl was something else despite the fact that all her nifty tricks were raising all kinds of red flags. Something was definitely up.
There was no doubt in her mind that Son was hiding something. And that fact was pissing her off. There was never a good reason to hide things and Videl hated it when people tried. Secrets were her biggest pet peeve. They were what caused her mama and papa to separate. They were the reason that her parents never got the chance to truly fix things, not while her mama was alive anyway. They did absolutely nothing to help any situation, especially not ones between friends and family which was why she was going to uncover all of Son's secrets. If they were going to be friends then there could be nothing between them. No secrets. It would be the only way she'd ever trust her, the only way they could ever be real friends. And Videl made few exceptions to the rule. It wasn't like she made a habit of hiding things. Everything she knew, her friends knew.
Videl reached the top of the staircase and made a right turn down the nearest corridor. 'Fuck, I hate how long it takes to get to my room,' Videl mentally cursed as she continued down the hall. 'I still can't get use to the size of this place.' It was times like these as Videl mentally counted hallways that she wished for her old house. The cozy, little white house in the middle of a wonderful neighborhood that was filled with childhood dreams and fantasies, her fondest memories surrounded by her neat little nuclear unit, mama, papa and kid. In her memories life was always perfect, her mama training with her papa, her mama taking her hand and forming it into her first fist. Life was so much greener back then, so much easier.
Opening her door, Videl entered her room and headed straight for her full size bathroom. She needed a shower. Striping down, she stepped into the steaming water, 'Kami-sama, this feels so good.' There was nothing like a hot shower after a grueling workout. The only downside to the hot, steaming blast of water running down her back was that it left her mind open to wonder, and wonder it did, first to the new girl, then up and down the new girl. "What is wrong with me?" It was spoken to an empty bathroom as Videl looked down at her feet. 'It's not like I'm gay or a lesbian or something, I like guys. I've had tons of little crushes here and there. I mean, Mr. Marshall certainly is easy on the eyes.' It was strange, a new feeling Videl had never experienced before, standing in the new girl's presence. 'More like standing in the long shadow she casts.' Videl shook her head as she stepped out of the shower. 'Even in my thoughts I'm mean,' she thought as she grabbed the plush lavender towel waiting for her.
It wasn't a new development, Videl had never been the nicest girl around and it definitely didn't help when her mama died. She'd only gotten icier, fiercer, nastier. In a way it made her stronger, but even she could see the looks on people's faces after she'd taken them down a peg or two. It wasn't pretty. 'But the new girl must have wax skin and a thick skull,' Videl thought as she remembered all of the teasing insults she had sent Son's way. 'Nothing gets to that girl,' but for the first time in a long time Videl wasn't all that upset she couldn't affect someone, couldn't hurt them. Hell, it was oddly refreshing being around someone who could brush off her nastier comments as effortlessly as Son could. But it still baffled her how someone so seemingly dense could have the illusiveness to escape her. Was she secretly hyper aware or just plain lucky?
Videl wasn't entirely sure why she'd decided to follow her in the first place. Maybe it was to see what one-seated ride she'd possessed that had conveniently allowed her to get away without giving Erasa a friendly ride home, or maybe it was something else. Maybe it was how closely her attire matched the Gold Fighter's, but that seemed like a stretch. The simplicity of the Gold Fighter's outfit, a khaki colored shirt and a long sleeve white blouse, was just common enough to be something anyone would wear. In fact it may have been too simple. Why wear something so plain if you want to fight crime as a superhero, unless the Gold Fighter never planned to fight the other day. Perhaps she'd seen the situation and just wanted to help without being recognized. If that was the case then Son's simply outfit could easily be compared to the Gold Fighter's. Her red vest was easy enough to take off. In fact it would've been just plain carelessness to not take it off. It was possible, except for Son's a complete nerd. It just seems too farfetched. The ultimate nerd as a secret hero, there's just no way. 'I should probably stop making up reasons to connect Son and the Gold Fighter. They really have nothing in common and I shouldn't get carried away with myself, but there is something about Son that so inherently suspicious. I can't ignore that, but I also won't try to force two drastically different personalities together to ease my suspicions,' she thought as she stepped out of the shower.
Throwing away thoughts of the other girl, Videl finished drying her hair before striding out of her bathroom, all set to finish getting ready for her day. Grabbing a sports bra and a pair of panties, she set her sights on her customary black biking short, a purple tank-top and a large white over shirt. Her outfit was light weight and versatile, moving with her and not constricting as she did a quick run through of some of her forms. That done she went for her fingerless gloves, they were made of leather to add an extra humph to her punches while protecting her knuckles in the process. Slipping on her sneakers and tying her hair up in her usual pigtails Videl grabbed her bag, slipped it around her shoulders before heading for the door. On her way out she remembered to grab her watch, especially designed to connect her to the police department. Crossing the threshold she was stopped momentarily by the violent growl from her stomach. Breakfast was definitely her next stop.
Videl was across the hall and the down the numerous sets of stairs in an instant, heading for the kitchen at a fast pace.
"Good morning Ms. Videl," it was one of the kitchen staff.
As Videl flew by she gave a quick greeting, "Morning Susan." Videl loved the staff; they were always so nice to her, so understanding. Sliding into the dining room Videl eyed the head of the house at the door, "Morning Olivia." Olivia was in charge of everything, from the kitchen to security, nothing happened in this house without Olivia knowing about it.
"Good morning Ms. Videl. Did you sleep well?" Olivia always asked that question and never once had Videl answered any other way than 'hai' even when she knew Olivia was fully aware of her night terrors, dreams of death and destruction filled with bloody screams. Today however she was almost tempted to confide in the woman who was the closest thing to a mother that Videl would ever have again.
"Hai," but she didn't, mostly because her sleepless night wasn't caused by a horror thumping in the dark or a dream filled with blood and gore. No, Son could be called none of that.
"Very well, I'll get Ms. Delany to grab your breakfast."
As Olivia turned to leave, Videl spoke up, "Olivia, where's papa?"
Turning back around Olivia gave Videl a sad look knowing that it would upset the girl to know that her father wasn't joining her for breakfast today even if she didn't show it. "He got called away on business late last night and will not be returning for another three days. He said he would call you tonight to wish you sweet dreams," Olivia replied with a slight frown to her voice.
"Thanks Olivia," Videl did not let her disappointment show on her face even though she knew that Olivia was already aware of it. She wouldn't appear weak, not even for a second.
Olivia turned back around and exited the room. Her voice could be heard through the door as she called out orders. Short, crisp and distinct her voice carried with it an authoritative power that resonated through the halls. Videl inwardly smiled at the speed at which her breakfast arrived. Olivia just had a way for getting things done and making things happen. 'Impressive,' Videl thought as she picked up her fork and started in on her bacon and eggs. 'I doubt there's anything Olivia can't do,' she continued as she watched the stern woman sit down across from her and pick up her tea, earl gray with lemon as usual. It was shaping up to be like any other day, uneventful.
Silence rained down on them until Olivia felt the need to break it. "Please tell me how yesterday went. I'm curious as you failed to mention it during the evening meal."
"Fine," Videl's reply was short, but Olivia didn't expect much more. Videl wasn't exactly a morning person. If you could coerce a couple of words out of her this early in the morning then you were doing fine conversation-wise. So she forged on as if Videl had replied in an acceptable one or two sentence fashion.
"Were there any new developments?" Olivia was probing, hoping to draw out a longer answer or at least some material she could work with.
And the answer was, "Hai," it was as good as gold.
Finally fueled with acceptable ammunition Olivia went further, "Oh really, please do elaborate?"
"New classmate," great, Videl had graduated to two words, progress had been made.
"Does this classmate have a name?" Olivia questioned after taking another sip of her tea. She was determined to drag a full conversation out of the girl in front of her.
"Gohanna," Videl replied between mouthfuls of food. Olivia glared down distastefully at her poor show of manners but was unsurprised when she went ignored. If she wasn't going to be guaranteed acceptable manners then she could at least be guaranteed civil conversation.
Internally sighing at the one word answer, she pressed forward undeterred by the step backward the conversation had taken. "Please continue. I would enjoy hearing about your day in more detail," she countered, hoping to at least get a complete sentence out of Videl.
"Strange," despite the one word answer, she wasn't all that disappointed. You can't really expect miracles to occur every day. Olivia turned back to her morning tea ready to dismiss the young woman sitting across from her but was stopped before she could. "She's some genus from the mountains, very tall, taller than papa I think, and she's probably the weirdest person I have ever met." Videl more than surprised her by continuing the conversation.
It was the sentence Olivia was waiting for, she never felt accomplished until Videl was in a good enough mood to give a full sentence answer. It was her goal every morning even when Hercule was here because Kami-sama knew that that man couldn't get his little girl to talk in the morning if his life depended on it. Videl just wasn't a morning person.
"Well as 'weird' as you believe her to be, I'll stake a wager that you'll be exceptional friends in the near future. Everyone is in need of at least one 'weird' companion to keep them well grounded," Olivia said as she watched Videl finish her fifth plate and get up from the table.
"Whatever you say," she shrugged as she pushed aside her chair. "Anyway, I've gotta go," she continued as she left the room, giving a short wave goodbye in the process.
"Good day Ms. Videl," Olivia said as she finished her morning tea and called Ms. Delany back to the room. It was time she got back to her morning routine.
Videl left the mansion quickly, opting to jog to school instead of flying in her jet-copter or driving in one of the many cars her papa had bought her for her last few birthdays. Birthdays just weren't the same once she'd turned sixteen and this year she would be eighteen. Kami-sama what was her goofy papa going to give her this year. He always had to one-up himself. Last year he'd really overdone it with two of the new capsule cars, a jet-copter, and the newest capsule motorbike was wouldn't be short on transportation options for a long time. It probably wouldn't have been so bad if she hadn't have also received hundreds of other little gifts from the public. Strangers all wanting to congratulate her because of the extraordinary feats her papa had accomplished. At the end of the day she'd been swimming in hundreds of possible donations. Typically she'd only keep gifts from people that she personally knew like classmates and city-workers. And of course she'd never discard the gifts from her friends or her goofy papa. Still, she was particularly thankful that the public loved it when celebrities gave to charity otherwise she'd have no way of getting rid of all the random gifts.
Videl managed to make it to school without any trouble although she curiously glanced over some of the vehicles in the student parking lot, for the kids who didn't like to recapsulize their cars and carry them around with them. Wondering if Son's one seated ride was among the many cars, Videl jogged up the school steps and headed towards her classroom, completely unaware of the object of her thoughts landing on the rooftop in her festive new outfit.
While Videl was making her way to her classroom to sit in her customary seat between Erasa and Sharpner, Gohanna was landing on the roof of the school, glancing around the rooftop in order to spot any possible students loitering up there. Seeing that the coast was clear she hit the button that would hide the new outfit that Bulma had made her to help disguise her from the public eye. The disguise consisted of a blue training gi over a black spandex body suit, a red belt and white belt buckle, a pair of white gloves with gold tips and a matching pair of boots. Like any good superhero, Gohanna also had a brilliant red cape attached to the gi and a half-faced helmet with two white antennas shooting up from the top to completely hide her identity. It was a pretty cool outfit that could be summoned by a click of a button. Stored safely within the watch Bulma had developed it was excellent for a quick change.
Altogether Gohanna loved the disguise and had cleverly named herself Saiya-girl when she had stopped a couple of guys for speeding. But visits to Capsule Corp. weren't complete unless Trunks jumped on her hoping to play and Vegeta stole her away to get a sound beating. She always enjoyed her time there. Trunks was like another little brother and Vegeta was the Saiyan father she never had, because no matter how much time her real father spent alive and on Earth, he was no Saiyan. He couldn't advise Gohanna on what it meant to be a Saiyan or the more embarrassing topics of Saiyan puberty.
Her cheeks glowing red, Gohanna distinctly remembered that conversation. Vegeta had seen fit to administer 'the talk' following a spar where he had not needed immediate medical assistance a few years ago. He'd told her to sit in that oh so arrogant way and then without preamble proceeded to tell her the 'birds and the bees' Saiyan style. She still got chills from the memory. Just thinking about growing fangs and increased aggressive behavior freaked her out to no end. She was not in a hurry to find a mate and experience that. Although Vegeta had said that she might not find a worthy mate among humans, so she probably didn't have much to worry about. Of course that knowledge scared her the most. Finding out that female Saiyans were far pickier than their male counterparts just wasn't something a girl wanted to hear. She may not want a mate now, but eventually. She didn't want to be alone forever. It was not a pleasant reality, but she'd live.
Descending the stairs from the roof of the building, Gohanna headed for her classroom, relieved that she wasn't late. Entering the room she saw Videl already in her seat and remembered that Videl had tried to follow her yesterday. 'I'm going to have to watch out for her. I think she's suspicious of something,' Gohanna thought as she climbed the stairs to get to her seat.
"Hi, guys," Gohanna said shyly, sitting down in her seat next to Erasa.
"Oh, hi Hanna-chan, what's up," Erasa responded in her normally chipper voice.
"Nothing, just saying hi," Gohanna replied awkwardly unaccustomed to causal conversations.
"Well, we were just talking about the new superhero in town, what was her name again?" Erasa gossiped, getting Gohanna's attention as they talked about her new persona.
"I think it was Cyber-girl," said a boy from the row in front of them.
"No, it was Singsong-girl," said the boy sitting next to the first his arms out in protest.
Angered at the stupid names they were giving her Gohanna burst out, "It's Saiya-girl, Saiya-Girl!"
"Wow, Hanna-chan, calm down, it's just a name," said Erasa as she placed a calming hand on Gohanna's shoulder.
"Why is it so important to you anyway?" Videl asked. "It's not like it's your name these idiot bone heads are messing up." Videl turned a suspicious eye on Gohanna, hoping to catch her in a lie probably, but before Gohanna could answer Sharpner added his two cents.
"Come on Videl, you can't be serious can you? Nerd girl over here a superhero, I don't think so." It was a little cruel in a teasing sort a way, but Gohanna didn't notice, she only thanked Dende for Sharpner's quick input.
"Yeah, I can't be a superhero. I just don't think that she would appreciate people calling her the wrong thing. I mean it probably took her a lot of thought and time to come up with that name and I'm sure she doesn't want people to say it wrong," Gohanna said hopefully as she nodded up and down in agreement to her own words.
"You're probably right Hanna-chan," Erasa said as she grabbed her purse so that she could check her make-up one more time before class started.
"And how would you even know her name. I thought you went home after school," Videl questioned. "And don't try to tell me she came all the way out to the 439 mountain area to fight the non-existent crime there."
"Well, no, she didn't come all the way out there," Gohanna said, pausing a moment to think of an excuse that wasn't too far from the truth. She was a terrible liar after all. "Ah…after leaving school yesterday I…remembered I had to stop by a…family friend's place before going home," she began hesitantly. "She lives closer to the school than to my house so I went there instead of going home right away," she continued more smoothly, thankful that she was able to tell a version of the truth. Hopefully that excuse would ease Videl's suspicions.
Thankfully the teacher walked in announcing the beginning of another school day and stopping any reply from Videl, thank Dende for good timing. They all settled back and immersed themselves in Mr. Stone's lesson whether by falling asleep in Sharpner's case or by taking elaborate notes in Gohanna's. While she was already familiar with the material, it never hurt to take a couple of notes. Plus she could easily complete the homework without losing her place in the lecture. What could she say? She was excellent at multitasking.
The day flew by without much fuss, until in the middle of Japanese Literature Videl's watch went off, "Hai chief, what's the problem?"
"Ms. Videl, I'm sorry to bother you but there's a group of terrorists holding up the mayor's office. The leader is requesting a fight with Mr. Satan, but we just got word from Mistress Olivia that Mr. Satan is away on business. I think it's to somewhere on the other side of the planet or close enough. Well there's no way that we can get to him in time so I was hoping that you could come to deal with this group?" the police chief informed her, hope evident in his eyes.
"No problem chief, I'm on my way," with that Videl turned the communicator off and raced down the stairs. "Got to go, it's an emergency," Videl called out on her way out of the room and up to the roof to get her jet-copter out.
A couple of moments later Gohanna rose her hand, "Hai, Ms. Son?" the teacher asked.
"Mrs. Nakamura may I please go to the bathroom. I'm not feeling very well," Gohanna asked.
"No, you may not. You can hold it to the end of the class and go during your lunch break."
"But sensei…" Gohanna was interrupted before she could finish.
"No buts young lady. You will do as you're told," and with that Mrs. Nakamura returned to her lesson.
'Oh no, oh no, Videl could really use my help and I'm not there to help her. What if she gets hurt, or worse? What am I going to do?' as worry etched on to Gohanna's face and grabbed at her heart, she began to get paler and paler, sweat broke out on her face and she sank down into her chair. As Erasa looked over at her new friend, she began to get worried. Hanna-chan didn't look very good. Raising her hand she waited for Nakamura-sensei to call on her.
"Hai, Ms. Edge?"
"Sensei, I don't think Hanna-chan is doing very well," Erasa pointed to her ever paling friend.
"Oh my Ms. Son, why didn't you tell me you were feeling so ill?" dozens of eyes stared at Mrs. Nakamura like she was bat-shit crazy. "Never mind that please go, go to the health clinic, or the bathroom first, it does looks like you might be a bit nauseous."
Gohanna rose from her seat and tried not to look happy at being able to go, but once the door had closed behind her she broke out into a wide grin. She didn't know why Mrs. Nakamura had let her out of class or what all that talk about nausea was about, but she was glad nonetheless. Racing up the stairs leading to the rooftop Gohanna searched for Videl's ki. 'Good, she hasn't reached the mayor's office yet, I still have time,' Gohanna thought as she opened the door, did a quick sweep of the rooftop before hitting the button that held her disguise. In a matter of seconds she was on her way to help Videl. She was a Satan after all. She would need all the help she could get.
A little farther away, Videl was doing a mental checklist and a small meditation. She did the same thing every time she got ready for a fight, she had to be mentally and physically prepared if she wanted to really kick some ass. Arriving at the scene, Videl found the police chief waiting behind his car. "Okay, what do we have?"
"There are at least six men, all armed. They've got the mayor tied up in the front of the building and a remote controlled rocket aimed at his head. The clearing in the front is covered by three regular lackeys plus the leader with two men constantly walking around the building. I'd advise taking out those two wondering men first because they don't travel together. They should be easy targets for someone like you," Chief Wiggins informed her as he pointed at a map of the area.
"We can't get too cocky chief," Videl chastised as she got ready to go in. "Alright, I'll take care of these guys stupid enough to terrorize my city."
As Videl went around the corner, Gohanna arrived on the scene, sitting back in the shadows where no one could see her, she watched. 'I wonder just how good of a fighter Videl is.' Curiosity could get the better of her from time to time like today. 'I think I'll watch for a moment.' And that's how Gohanna found herself mesmerized by Videl wicked dance of violence as Videl snuck up behind her first unsuspecting victim, delivering a swift kick to the back of the head and knocking him unconscious. Pulling his body to the side, Videl zip-tied his hands and feet together and dragged him behind a bush so his friends wouldn't find him before she wanted her presence known.
Instead of sneaking to the other side of the building Videl waited in the bush next to her new friend. She knew that both men circled the building so why risk getting caught when she could patiently wait for him to come to her. Patience was a virtue after all. Luckily Videl didn't have to wait long before her next victim came into view. She waited until he passed her spot before quietly stepping out of the bush. Charging him she swiftly kicked him in the gut before interlocking her fingers and slamming down hard on the back of his head. The maneuver knocked him out quickly but not before a mangled cry left his lips. Videl grinned lightly as she dragged him to the side and began to tie him up like his buddy. It wouldn't be long before someone noticed the noise and lack of guards.
As she had hoped the noise had the desired effect and Videl heard the leader tell two of his men to look in to it, sending one on each side Videl hoped. Although she could take the two on at once, the time delay in defeating one might allow the other to get his weapon out and she didn't want to give them that chance if she could help it. 'No such luck,' she thought as she saw the two goons coming down together guns raised as they swept the area. Again she waited until they had passed her position before stepping out of the bush. Rushing the guy to the left, she kicked him in the knee, sending him to the ground so that she could disarm him before sending a fist to the back of his head, knocking him unconscious in the process. Without missing a beat, Videl rolled to the right aptly avoiding the gunshots heading her way while placing herself close enough to sweep the remaining goon off his feet disarming him in the process. Not letting him get up Videl slammed the heel of her foot firmly into his gut before rolling on top of him, a moment later her fist came down hard sending two swift hits to his face effectively breaking his nose while sending him to the blissful oblivion of unconsciousness.
Knowing she had little time left Videl quickly tied them up, not bothering to move their bodies. As the last zip-tie went around a pair of feet, Videl heard the voice of the leader again, "Come on out before I kill your lovely fucking mayor."
'Damn, I'm out of time and there's still another lackey left,' Videl thought as she slowly went around the front.
"A girl, the police send in a little girl, ha, ha, ha," the giant of a man laughed as he got a look at who was taking out his men.
"A 'little girl' just took down more than half your men," Videl replied not willing to let the insult slide.
Ignoring her comment, the man continued, "I ask for the World Champ, our Savior, not some little girl." The word savior was said with so much sarcasm and malice that it almost made Videl sick.
'Who is this guy?' Videl thought as she came back with another remark. "Well the Champ's not here, he's half way across the world away on business, but I'm the Champ's daughter. If you can't beat me then there is no way that you can beat the Champ," Videl taunted. "Come on, forget about the mayor and let's fight."
Gohanna was getting worried, that guy was way stronger than his lackeys and if Videl wasn't as strong as her father then that guy was going to pound her to the ground. Getting ready to interfere, Gohanna was going to let Videl unknowingly show her what she could do first, before she jumped in to save the day. It was either going to be very painful or down right amazing.
The leader took the bait and ordered his remaining man to back down. "Joey, you stay out of this, I'm going to crush this little girl then off the fucking mayor so Mr. Satan can get the message. I want to fight him, to show the world what their savior is really made of."
'This guy is a nut job,' thought Videl as she inched her way forward, 'but I better play it on the safe side.' And as the leader stepped away from the mayor, Videl charged him, aiming low in order to use her short stature to her advantage. But the ape of a man was quicker than his size would imply and side stepped her charge, swinging his right arm down in the process. Seeing the giant arm coming down on her, Videl did a quick pivot on her feet, redirecting her charge off to the left of the leader while twisting her body out of the way of the other fist he threw at her. With a swift back hand spring, Videl was out of his reach and preparing for another attack. 'Ok, so charging him straight on won't work. He's too fast and way more agile than his size would suggest. The best way to take him out would be to get up close and tie up at least one of his hands, before disorienting him.' The idea was in her head in an instant as she charged him again.
Gohanna watched as Videl charged her much larger opponent again, puzzled. 'Didn't she learn from the first charge that she can't bring him down that way,' she thought that was obvious, but maybe she was giving Videl too much credit. 'She is her father's daughter after all.' As the leader of the terrorist group side stepped her charge again, Gohanna watched as he went low instead of attacking with his fists. 'He learns from his attacks, why doesn't she?' The thought was out before she could stop herself. 'Man can I be any meaner,' but as Gohanna was chastising herself she noticed that Videl didn't jump over the leg that was coming to knock her off her feet. 'It must have caught her by surprise.' By now Gohanna was getting really worried about Videl's fight. 'Maybe she can't win.'
Videl, knocked off her feet, didn't get up fast enough and the ogre of a man grabbed her throat and hauled her up to his eye level. Gohanna watched as Videl struggled to break the leader's grasp as he gloated. "Look what I have here," he said to no one in particular, "a little girl who doesn't know her fucking place. A little…" Gohanna was just about to save her new friend when, Videl stopped struggling and took a firm hold on the leaders arm. Swinging her legs up simultaneously, she hit his head hard, making him loosen his grip. Bringing her hands together Videl lifted her hands up and swung down hard, breaking his grip in the process before lowering herself to the ground. Without missing a beat, she swept his legs from under him sending him tumbling to the ground hard. Acting quickly she rolled forward only to end in a backwards hand spring which allowed her to firmly plant her feet squarely on his ugly face. A loud crunch could be heard across the clearing followed by an equally loud scream indicating his nose had been crushed in the process.
Gohanna was shocked at the speed and grace at which Videl moved. It was with the skill of an experienced fighter. 'Maybe Videl doesn't really need my help after all.' But just as quickly as the thought left her mind, the giant of a man got off the ground howling, wiping the blood from his mouth and nose.
"Why you little bitch!" the anger was apparent as he got his gun out and started shooting, pointing it in her general direction. Quick on her feet Videl rolled out of the way and behind one of the Romanesque columns holding up the front of the mayor's building. After the constant bang, bang, bang of gunfire morphed into the hollow click, click, click of empty rounds, Videl charged out from behind the column. "Oh, no you don't because I still have this," the burly man held out the control pad for the rocket, "and since I can't kill you, I'm going to just off your fucking mayor," and with that said he pushed the button starting the rocket only to have Gohanna intercept it and throw it into the sky.
While everyone was staring at the rocket blowing up in the sky, Gohanna fazed in front of the other lackey, Joey and knocked him out with a well-placed punch, then just as quickly fazed in front of the leader to do the same. After the last of the bad guys had been dealt with, Videl stormed up to Gohanna or Saiya-Girl as she had so cleverly named herself and demanded answers. "What the hell do you think you're doing?"
Preparing to get into one of the poses she had conveniently borrowed from the Ginyu Force Gohanna answered, "I was helping you save the day." In her head she heard the opening notes to her chosen theme music, corny to some, probably most, but majestic to her.
"And who the hell do you think you are?" it had come, the cue Gohanna was waiting for.
"I am," getting into her first pose, legs spread apart and arms over her head, hands together, "Saiya-Girl," another pose, legs the same with one arm extended outwards, head facing the same way, "your friendly neighborhood superhero," after moving her hands back in towards her head, like she was making an 'm' with her hands over her head, Gohanna finish off with a peace sign in front of her and a hand on her hip as Videl and everyone else around her sweet dropped. 'Hai, that was so cool,' the thought ran through her head as her theme music came to an end in her head and she noticed no one was saying anything. 'Guess that's my cue to leave,' and with that Gohanna took to the air and headed back to school, glancing at her watch she noticed that when she got back they would be starting Advanced Physics. 'Damn, I missed lunch.' She was disappointed, but she didn't dare miss any more classes, or they might call her mother and then there really would be hell to pay.
Back at the mayor's office Videl was still speechless. 'I can't believe she just did that. That has got to be the most nerdy, most horrific sight I have ever seen. I hope she doesn't think that was cool because that would only make it worse. What type of nerd would think that was cool?' Videl's thoughts were filled with disbelief as the police chief came over to her.
"Thank you Videl for coming over so fast. I know you have class so I'll make this brief. We'll just get a quick statement form you then you can leave. The boys and I will take care of these losers," the chief said as he pointed to the terrorists behind him as the other officers were gathering them up in a pile by the front.
"Okay chief, it really wasn't a problem," Videl replied before giving her statement and decapsulizing her jet-copter. Looking at her watch, Videl noticed the time. 'Man, I won't make it back until the end of Advanced Physics and I missed lunch.' Why she had signed up for advanced sciences and two of them at that she didn't know. 'But Gohanna's in those classes too. Maybe I'll ask her for her notes,' thought Videl as she made her way back to school.
Meanwhile, Gohanna was just trying to procure a set of Advance Biology notes when her thoughts strayed to Videl. 'Man she has got to be a better fighter than her father with the way she took down those guys, swift and with the grace of a dancer. It was a beautiful sight watching Videl fight and I hope I get to see it again. That girl is tougher than she looks,' Gohanna thought as she finally got her notes, a set from Billy, at least she thought it was Billy and a set from Amanda. 'It never hurts to get two prospective,' overachiever is probably what Videl would have called it if she had been present.
AN: I know these chapters were posted pretty quickly, but that is only because I'm bored and it's the weekend. When will I post again? Probably not tomorrow and probably not the next day, but who knows. I certainly don't. There will be another chapter by at the very least next weekend, that's a promise, unless something horribly evil happens to me before then. Review and tell me what you think, as always I don't care if it's good or bad, I just want to hear. And I apologize for the run-ons. I'm notorious for those.
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