Gohan Son is many things. He is a brother. He is a son. He is a scholar.
For everything Gohan Son is, he is not a fighter.
Okay.
Yes he is. His life up to this point has ensured that much.
Though he doesn't remember much of what happened when the Saiyan's arrived on earth, or even much of his time on Namek - those memories seem to be lost to time – They account for his first exposure to conflict.
It was also his first exposure to a real hero.
The role of the hero was always supposed to go to his father. That's just how it should be.
And that's the way that it was. No matter the danger, his father was always capable of dealing the final blow and saving everyone.
Until the Cell games.
When his father sacrificed himself, everything changed. Suddenly Gohan was no longer the innocent son that got to live under his father's protection.
Instead, he had to rise and be the hero of planet earth.
Something that he never wanted to become. From the first time he experienced combat, fighting has always lead to pain. The only thing in his life that has given him any peace has been his studies.
So, when Hercule Satan came forward and claimed the victory over Cell, Gohan was more than happy to let him take the credit. It was an escape from his destiny. Granted, those feelings have faded with time. The man was just too over the top about everything he did.
Though Goku sought adventure in the afterlife, and initially turned down resurrection to life. That was until he saw that his son, the person who was supposed to claim the role of hero, turned it away.
Gohan Son is many things. Including a failure.
In his entire life, nothing had quite hurt as much as the look of disappointment on his father's face when he came back to earth.
On that day, he vowed never to let that happen again.
It was quiet in Satan City. Too early for most to start their day, the city was calm. Everywhere except for the Satan Association executive conference room. Hosted in the tallest building in the city, the members of the board were preparing to meet.
Seated at the head of the table was none other than Mr. Satan himself. Next to him was the vice chair – a man with a similar build to Hercule, only without a single hair to his name.
Looking around he let everyone settle into their seats and the vice chair began speaking started.
"Good morning everyone. As you may already be aware, Power Girl has defended the city from yet another terrible threat. It would seem that the mutant in question, in addition to multiple shark features, was also significantly larger than any mutant we've encountered thus far. Once again, she has refused to come in to give us a statement in person."
"I can't believe that we're still allowing her to run off on her own! We should be able to use an individual with that power to their fullest capacity. From what I hear, she's even taken to giving her contact information to the local police departments in Satan City. What business does a person like that have in petty crimes?"
"Garvey, we've been over this plenty of times. The association refuses to force potential heroes into service. I don't care who it is, or how powerful they are."
Garvey stood up and slammed his hands on the table.
"Surely you're not serious!" The man now known as Garvey shouted at the advisor. He then looked to the man himself, seated at the head of the table. "Champ! Think of all the good we could do!" He shouted in outburst. Hercule gave him a hard stare.
"Garvey. Sit down."
Garvey turned his head and looked at the burly bald man that gave him the order. He walked over to confront him
"Am I wrong Frank?! Surely you can't sit there and agree with this! We need to control her power!"
"Who cares? That's not what Champ wants. Right Champ?" the bald man looked over at their President.
The Champ nodded.
"Frank, see Garvey out. He's no longer a member of this board."
"Sorry buddy, looks like you have a long flight… well, fall waiting for you."
Frank grabbed Garvey by the back of his shirt and threw him out of the nearby open window.
"Ahh.. That net was the best idea ever!" the man said.
"HEY! We didn't finish installing the net! I thought you were just going to kick him out of the room! WE'VE BEEN OVER THIS!" The champ shouted.
"OH breadbaskets.." He went over to the window and looked out. "He didn't die! He landed in a bush."
"We're eighty stories up! Call an ambulance!" Hercule shouted to his advisor.
He then turned to the other board members sitting at the table.
"Now then. Does anyone have anything to add?" he asked in a threatening manner.
They all gulped and shook their heads no.
Meanwhile on the other side of the City, a short busty girl in tights was sitting on the ledge of a sky scraper happily eating an apple.
Looking down at the city with her pretty blue eyes, she couldn't help but feel excited. She loved her life.
Growing up, she had always been fascinated by heroes in the world. The great battles of the past were exciting tales.
But that was all they were. Nothing but tales for children.
Now she was the hero.
BZZZ BZZZ BZZZ
Videl's attention was suddenly torn from her thoughts. Looking down to her wrist, she saw the magical words that she was waiting for.
ASSISTANCE REQUESTED – POLICE CHASE IN PROGRESS
Standing up on the edge of the building, she waited for the location to appear.
The second it did, she jumped from the building. Not even sparing a glance to the ground far below, she carried onward.
God she loved her life.
The apple fell to the ground. Completely forgotten.
Bracing herself, she landed and kicked off another building jumping ever closer to the chase.
Seconds later she saw it.
There was a red convertible flying down the street with a dozen police cars in hot pursuit. Armed criminals firing shots at the police.
"Guess there's a bit more trash clean up today." She smashed her hands together and prepared to land one final time.
Slamming down into the street in front of the red convertible, she put her hands out and braced herself. Not that she needed to.
In an instant, the car ran straight into her. Power Girl didn't budge an inch. The crooks, not wearing their seatbelts, flew forward and landed painfully on the concrete.
Turning around to look at them, they seemed to all be unconscious. The police cars sped past the wreck and stopped at the villains. The officers got out, surrounding the criminals.
"KEEP YOUR HANDS WHERE WE CAN SEE THEM! STAY ON THE GROUND!" One officer yelled, and as a group they cautiously moved forward to disarm them.
Kicking the guns away from the unconscious men, the officers quickly cuffed them and took them into custody.
With the situation resolved, the officers gave Power Girl a round of applause.
"You're the best Power Girl!"
"You've done it again!"
Smiling widely at the praise, Power Girl jumped off the ground. Briefly landing on top of a light pole.
"It's all in a days work boys!" she yelled down to the group.
At Orange Star Academy, Gohan was thoroughly enjoying his breakfast. He once again found himself seated with both Sharpner and Erasa.
BREAKING NEWS!
"EARLIER TODAY GARVEY TELLARD, A BOARD MEMBER OF THE SATAN ASSOCIATION OF HEROES WAS SEEN FALLING OUT OF HERO TOWER. HE IS NOW AT HERO HOSPITAL AND IS IN STABLE CONDITION. HE IS VOWING REVENGE AGAINST THE SENIOR ADVISOR, CLAIMING THAT HE WAS THROWN OUT OF THE BUILDING AFTER AN INTERNAL DISPUTE. WE HAVE HERCULE SATAN HERE LIVE IN FRONT OF THE SATAN ASSOCIATION HEADQUARTERS."
"There was a dispute, but Garvey tripped and fell out the window. He must have hit his head when he reached the ground, and isn't remembering properly. That is all."
"THERE YOU HAVE IT FOLKS. THIS MAKES THE THIRD BOARD MEMBER TO HAVE FALLEN FROM HERO TOWER. FROM MY UNDERSTANDING, THE SATAN ASSOCIATION IS NOW PLANNING TO INSTALL A NET TO PREVENT SERIOUS INJURY IN THE FUTURE. I'M ERIN MAVIS, AND THIS IS THE SATAN CITY NEWS NETWORK."
Gohan looked at the screen curiously. It wasn't every day that you saw something quite like that on the news. Apparently in this city, it's not uncommon for high ranking individuals to plummet out of buildings.
"So.. is it every day that someone falls out of a building in this city?" Gohan looked at Sharpner and Erasa.
"Ugh… who cares anyways?" Erasa groaned. This drew a look from Gohan. Her head was in her arms and she was giving off a dark aura.
"Uhh.. Are you okay Erasa?" Gohan asked with concern.
"Don't worry about her. She just gets like this in the mornings.." Sharpner pushed his coffee mug over to her. "This should do the trick."
Erasa's arm shot out and she snatched it away from Sharpner's grasp. She lifted her head and looked at Sharpner with hearts in her eyes.
"Bless your soul…" She took a sip and her eyes started to water. "I could kiss you.."
"Happy to oblige," He shot right back. Under normal circumstances this may have drawn a blush from the blonde bombshell, but she was too busy chugging down the liquid gold.
Seeing that his response wasn't getting him the desired result, he turned back to Gohan. "To answer your question, I guess it does happen occasionally. But the Satan Association is planning to install a net. Is it really a problem?"
Gohan Shrugged. Then another thought struck him.
"The Satan Association... What is that exactly?" He asked. This drew a surprised look from Sharpner.
"You've seriously never heard of it? How does that even happen?" Sharpner asked in astonishment.
"Well, I guess that I just live some ways away from the city. Where I live, I only see news stories about local events." Gohan responded.
"I guess that's fair enough… Since you don't know, I'll tell you a bit about it."
"Mr. Satan started the Satan Association for Heroes about five years ago now. It was mostly for good publicity. He set up an organization to recognize people for the good deeds that they perform. You know, like helping a kitten out of a tree or buying a kid some ice cream. That's how it started anyway." Sharpner paused and ate a piece of fruit.
"Yeah! Then strange things started happening... Common criminals started randomly transforming into monsters!" Erasa chimed in. "So gross..."
"Jeez!" Gohan jumped in surprise. He had nearly forgotten that Erasa was there. "You sure recovered fast.. Didn't you…" He commented on the return of her chirpy personality.
"Coffee is the liquid of the gods." She said. Gohan could've sworn that sunlight was radiating from her. Sharpner sweat dropped.
"Uh… Erasa?" Sharpner asked, examining his mug. "Did you just chug 128 ounces of coffee?"
"Sure did!" She smiled over to him. Her left eye was twitching. "Got a problem with that?" She asked a little too sweetly.
"NOPE! No problem here!" Sharpner defended. He'd never get used to this.
"Anyhow... Erasa's right. After the mutations started, it caused a huge uptick in crime." Sharpner continued.
"That's where the Satan Association came in. There were people that could stop these new mutant criminals, they quickly rose in the rankings. After a few months of this going on, the Association basically turned into a big database of super strong people that could deal with these threats. Mostly it seemed to be fighters and martial artists."
"Here! Have a look!" Erasa interjected. She pulled out a laptop from her bag and navigated to the Satan Association's hero rankings.
"Interesting. Hercule Satan. Of course he'd put himself at the top of the list. Power Girl... SCPD Officer 3821?" He looked up towards Erasa "Why doesn't that guy get a name?" Gohan asked.
"Oh! The ranking boards they decided that police officers should be listed by their department and badge number so they're easier to find if needed." Erasa said.
"I guess that makes sense." Gohan decided.
He spent the remainder of breakfast talking to his new-found friends.
After breakfast, he started his first class. He wondered what would be in store for him.
Finally arriving at the school building, Videl quickly landed on the roof and changed into her trademark spandex pants with oversized white shirt. Rushing into the school, she skipped down the stairs and found herself inside an empty hallway.
"Crap.. class already started.." realizing that she was late, she decided that she better run.
Shooting through the hallway with her super human speed, she quickly made her way to the classroom. Reaching the door, she thrust it open and rushed inside.
"Sorry I'm late!"
What in the world was that? Gohan thought to himself as he looked at the hallway window in his classroom. A second ago, he could've sworn he saw something flash in the corner of his eye.
From the classroom next door, he heard a loud bang and a feminine voice yell an apology.
"If you'll pardon the noise coming from next door, I'll draw your attention to the today's lesson!" His own teacher announced to the room.
Gohan shook his head and decided to focus on what the teacher was talking about. He was here to learn. That's the plan after all, right?
Settling in, he listened to the lecture until a student in front of him next to the window shot up and pointed outside.
"HEY! LOOK OUT THERE! IT LOOKS LIKE THAT GUY IS BEING MUGGED!"