Disclaimer: I do not own Dragonball Z. At all. I only own my fond childhood memories of it and some of the movies on DVD.
Fight 44
Trying and Failing
There was nothing quite as satisfying, or calming really, as the sounds of fists against flesh. In the absence of someone to beat down the leather-skinned punching bags were a decent substitute. It was during these moments that Videl found she could think the most clearly in. While out on the job it allowed her to have a laser-like focus on her surroundings and the enemy.
While training however, it helped her to work through personal issues. Such as accepting that there is an all too real superhero in her city. It should have been working, as it always did, but it wasn't. Instead she was only getting more upset.
He was backed with an immunity to bullets, super speed, and the ability to fly. Maybe even super strength that he hasn't shown off yet. Videl's lips twisted into a scowl, "All I need now is to find out he can shoot fucking laser beams from his eyes!" The force behind her punches only increased as her frustration grew.
"And judging from how he acted he is practically a boy scout." Tone full of bitter sarcasm she continued, "I may as well just call him Superman instead!" With one last almighty punch the seems of the bag split wide open. Spilling the sand from inside and ruining the second punching bag since she reviewed the tape.
Shoulders heaving with her labored breathing Videl glared at the destroyed piece of equipment still filled with rage. He may have saved her life, but how was she supposed to compete with him?! He could reach crime scenes faster, walk through a hailstorm of bullets unharmed, and probably so much more. Damn him!
There was no defense she could ever muster that, if the chief chose, could make her out to be the best choice for her job. Not when compared to Saiyaman. Videl's heart clenched at the thought of being unable to help her city, her people, any longer. It was just too important to her!
She was grateful that the training room was empty. This way no one was around to see fall her to her knees and begin to break down into tears.
Word Count: Approx. 360
