A\N: Hey guys, it has come to my attention that I didn't make clear exactly where Yamcha was working while the foundation was looking for him or the lack of physical description of the character Doctor Monica so I edited those previous chapters to make sure it has become clearer now.

*Review Time*

Guest01: Site-06-3?

FanficThinker: Your reviews always feel more like questions then anything lol! But basically,Site-06-3 is a containment facility housing numerous low-risk human and humanoid entities, most notably several former Foundation personnel. Site-06-3 employs a multi-national staff, and was formerly located in the United States of America (Site-06) and Germany (Site-06-2) prior to the decommission and demolition of these prior facilities.

DJ Rodriguez: Thanks for the update, and thank you for answering my questions like so. I appreciate it very much, and offer a bit more insight to this SCP Organization. It seems that Yamcha so far is making a good impression on the staff of the organization such as Dr. Monica and Agent Laurent. And while he is given a tour of the facility, he also extends his senses and becomes aware that there is much more to the place than meets the eye.

And while he is on the tour, he is being monitored by the higher-ups who are intrigued by his arrival and his abilities. It is smart that they see both the potential and risks concerning him, and also... the person that was mentioned, Able. It brings to me a name from the Bible, so I wonder... hmmm...And we get to the part where Yamcha is tested in various fields, but it seems he bombed History and Geography. It only makes sense since those kinds of things do not exist in his universe, and I can only wonder if the SCP will start to question his origins...

FanficThinker: Always welcome here buddy, and yeah he is in a whole different world with countries and landmarks he has no idea what they are, what they meant anf stuff. While Yamcha is a pretty chill dude the scp foundation has some paranoid people or those who have a hard time believing something too good to be true so you need to see risks, you need to think of the worst outcome, that's how you survive right? But well I like to think that since DBZ characters have ki sensing signatures and can also know who you are based on your ki signature because you felt it before like dragon ball super hero movie where Pan knows the soldier in front of her was Piccolo, sensing stuff around you when you are in a site of the scp foundation you may get yourself seeing strange things lurking around.

Also Able in the scp world is basically suppose to be the able from the bible but in this world he is this bloodthirsty maniac who has the ability to summons strange weapons and be resurrected from his black mysterious box, if you want to know more about him, try searching for SCP-076

Daua002: Could Yamcha mentor some of the safer scp like the cactus man SCP-2241 or scp 4051 maybe SCP-053 because these children got screwed so hope be can help them

FanficThinker: Interesting question you got there, while I have seen those three scps I would have to look at them again and think of the possibilities of that happening, how and when but i'm not sure it would work against SCP-053 in the mentor department since she can make you violent against her and have a heart attack if you stay too long, maybe normal conversations would be more that alley. This is some food for thought.

Grimmangel108: It was kind of weird for Yamcha to get such a friendly welcome from the SCP staff but I guess they were all wary of the new guest. The figures in the shadows of the council that runs the SCP are right to be cautious as well as curious. it is not strange that yamcha does not know anything about the history or geography of that world since he belongs to another universe I hope he never mentions the dragon balls or bulma's intelligence since anyone capable of making a time machine will be a target for the SCP organization

Fanficthinker: In this line of work you need to be a little bit paranoid to survive because of all the HORROR you deal with and while I am aware of how cold and sometimes pragmatically evil the foundation can be, there is also an other side of that coin where we see the good and anomalies that deserve being help being helped. There is good, there is evil and then there is the misguided, it is up to them who they wanna be.

Even if Yamcha tells them about his world i'm not sure they would find ways to specifically travel to that one world but if he is gonna tell all this information is left to them. So far Yamcha is seen as someone you can talk to, he is not trying to kill you, maim you, murder you or anything of the sorts, and it is rare to find an anomaly like this but who knows what may happen in the future.

YYamcha was just relaxing, thinking about everything that he had seen or dealt with so far, currently, he was in his room, or as the others would say his 'containment room' designed to accommodate his physical needs while ensuring containment as for the rules. The room itself is spacious, with reinforced walls and floor based on what they knew about his level of strength so far.

The room features walls with a neutral color palette, and a high ceiling with bright overhead lighting to maintain visibility at all times. The lighting can be adjusted based on his preferences and the needs of the researchers. In terms of furnishings, there is a comfortable bed placed against one wall which he was in right now. Nearby, there is a small desk and chair where Yamcha can engage in activities such as reading, but the books would have to be given later.

Additionally, there are surveillance cameras discreetly placed throughout the room, ensuring constant monitoring by the Foundation's security personnel. This helps maintain real-time data and observations for analysis. Last but not least, a separate enclosed area within the containment room specifically for the bathroom, with walls, a door, and appropriate ventilation.

He looked up from his bed as the door to his containment room opened, revealing a young man who seemed to be five to six feet tall, he had greasy black hair with two cowlicks at the crown of his head and when smiling in a friendly way he could see his teeth had a slight overbite.

"Hello there! Yamcha right?" Sheldon greeted enthusiastically, a wide smile on his face. "I'm Sheldon, and I'll be working with you during your stay here. I'm really excited to meet you!"

Yamcha looked at him and nodded, enjoying his eagerness as a slight smile adorned his face "Nice to meet you, Sheldon but where is Doctor Monica?" He asked, already used to her being around.

"Sorry, but she is a bit busy at the time so I got assigned to assist in studying your abilities and helping with any of your needs while you're here. And let me tell you I heard of what you did at the beach and let me tell you, it was pretty epic!" He said with his eyes lit up.

Yamcha chuckled at that seeing that Sheldon was younger than most he had seen so far at the site, but having such an energetic vibe was perhaps what he needed now "Sounds like we'll get along just fine. What do you have in store for me?"

Sheldon pulled out a small notepad and flipped it open, revealing sketches and notes. "Well, I've been thinking of a few ideas. How about you and I go to the Gym? And by that I mean you while I watch, not really a muscle type of guy you know?" He said with a laugh.

Yamcha's interest was piqued at the mention of a gym. He hadn't known that the containment facility had such a facility. Sure gyms didn't give him the same challenge as he had reached a threshold of strength where even the highest weight they had available in those places was light if anything, but the prospect of being able to stretch his muscles and engage in physical activity was a welcome one. He smiled and nodded at Sheldon's suggestion.

"Sure, a little workout sounds like a good idea. I could use some exercise," Yamcha replied.

With Sheldon leading the way, followed by a few guards to ensure security, Yamcha and the group made their way to the gym area of Site-006-03. As they approached, he couldn't help but be impressed by the sheer size of the facility. It was much larger than he had expected, accommodating a wide range of exercises and training equipment that looked expensive.

The gym was well-lit, with large windows allowing natural light to flood the room. The space was filled with various types of exercise equipment, including weightlifting stations, treadmills, elliptical machines, and punching bags. There were also designated areas for martial arts practice and sparring.

Yamcha's eyes scanned the room, taking in the sights and possibilities. He could already feel his excitement growing as he imagined himself utilizing the different equipment and engaging in intense training sessions.

"Now for the first test I wanted to see a little bit of your physical strength and since I know by some of the footage you're not your average guy, me and the boys have created the world's HEAVIEST dumbbells using CNC" Sheldon explained.

The heavy metallic dumbbell stood proudly in the center of the gym, its sheer size and weight making it an imposing presence. For any Gym rat, they would see the dumbbell exuding an aura of strength and power. Its massive form evoked a sense of awe and respect among those who beheld it. The dumbbell had a solid construction, forged from solid steel. Its surface boasted a polished chrome finish, giving it a sleek and gleaming appearance. The metallic sheen reflected the light, enhancing the intimidating nature of the colossal weight.

Yamcha looked at it with curiosity rather than feeling intimidated by the weight "What does that mean?"

"Oh sorry, I forgot you may not know what that means. Well, basically it stands for Computer Numerical Control. It is a manufacturing process that utilizes computerized systems to control machine tools. The computer software generates precise instructions that control the movement and operation of the machines''

"Oooh" Yamcha said, as that sounded interesting in a way even if he was no scientist "How much does it weigh?"

Sheldon grinned and replied, "This particular dumbbell weighs a whopping 420 pounds, or 190 kilograms if you prefer. It's actually heavier than any dumbbell made by humans before just recently since we wanted to test your stre-"

However, before Sheldon could finish explaining the uniqueness of the dumbbell, without hesitation, Yamcha stepped forward and effortlessly picked up one of the massive dumbbells with one hand, a display of his immense physical prowess. The room filled with a mix of awe and surprise as the guards and Sheldon watched in amazement.

"Oh sorry were you saying something?" He asked before picking the other one and starting to effortlessly lift it up and down with controlled movements. The weight seemed to pose no challenge for him as he smoothly moved them around.

Sheldon could hardly contain his excitement, his eyes wide with disbelief "Holy shit!"

There were multiple people always attempting to break a world record and lifting the heaviest dumbbell they could find was something that happened from time to time even if they had to make their own. But even the world's strongest dumbbell lifter would have trouble lifting the behemoth of a dumbbell they had just created, yet here Yamcha was dealing with it like it was only two kilos or something.

Sheldon was astounded by Yamcha's incredible display of strength. He could hardly believe his eyes as he effortlessly lifted the massive dumbbells, showcasing his extraordinary physical abilities. Sheldon quickly scribbled notes in his notepad, his excitement evident in his hurried handwriting.

"That's amazing!" Sheldon exclaimed, a mix of awe and admiration in his voice. "I've never seen anyone handle those dumbbells so effortlessly and we made some of our buffest dudes try it out first"

Yamcha grinned modestly, appreciating Sheldon's enthusiasm. "Thanks, I have just been training for a long time"

Sheldon quickly flipped through his notepad, searching for the next test he had planned. "Ah, here it is! Now, we need to test your speed. Follow me"

With the guards accompanying them, Yamcha and Sheldon made their way to an area of the facility designed for speed testing. It resembled a sprint track similar to those used in the Olympics, complete with starting blocks and electronic timers.

The track stretched out in front of them, a straight pathway free of obstacles. It was meticulously maintained, ensuring an optimal surface for speed and agility.

"Alright," Sheldon said, a gleam of anticipation in his eyes. "We're going to measure your speed by timing your sprint across this hundred-meter track. It'll give us an idea of just how fast you can move."

Yamcha nodded, ready as he took his position at the starting blocks, his body poised and muscles tense, ready to explode into action.

"Whenever you're ready, Yamcha," Sheldon called out, his eyes fixed on the electronic timer in his hand.

With a deep breath, Yamcha focused his energy and in an instant, he burst forward, his legs carrying him across the track with astonishing speed. His movements were a blur as he effortlessly covered the distance. The guards and Sheldon watched in awe as the moment he crossed the line it felt like a strong wind had just come forth, the electronic timer beeped, recording his time with precision.

Sheldon's eyes bulged out in sheer amazement as he stared at the timer in his hand. He had crossed the finish line in a staggering 5.6 seconds, completing the hundred-meter sprint with incredible speed. Sheldon's mind raced as he tried to comprehend the magnitude of this man's speed.

"Wow," Sheldon whispered to himself, his voice filled with awe. "That was unbelievable. This speed is on a whole different level."

He couldn't help but recall the records set by Usain Bolt during his prime, how the world had marveled at the Jamaican sprinter's lightning-fast pace. Yet, here was Yamcha, surpassing those feats effortlessly and making the legendary sprinter look like a snail! Sheldon's mind raced with the implications of such speed, feeling a rush of excitement and anticipation. The data they were collecting from these tests would provide invaluable insights into Yamcha's abilities and perhaps shed light on the true extent of his powers.

"Yamcha, that was really cool!" Sheldon exclaimed, his voice filled with genuine admiration. "We're going to learn so much from these tests!"

Yamcha scratched his head 'I am barely showing much though, I was trying to replicate what Master Roshi showed me when I trained under him' Yamcha thought as his first master ran the same length but with 8.5 seconds but he didn't hold back enough and went faster in this test.

With a bounce in his step, Sheldon gestured for Yamcha to follow him. "You know what? I've got another test in mind, one that's going to be a lot of fun! Come with me."

Curious, Yamcha stood up from his position on the track and followed Sheldon as they made their way to another corner of the gym. Sheldon's enthusiasm was contagious, and Yamcha couldn't help but feel intrigued by what he had in store.

As they arrived at the designated area, Sheldon turned to Yamcha with a grin before showing him something.

"Behold! The Accu-Vision!"

Sheldon shows a device that consists of a rectangular screen that serves as the central element. This screen is embedded with a grid of 624 small, circular buttons arranged in rows and columns. The buttons are evenly spaced across the screen, creating a visually organized yet complex pattern, its surrounding framework is sleek and modern, designed to complement the technological nature of the device. It might be made of a combination of high-quality plastics and metals

"I assume you're gonna explain to me what it is and what it does before I ask what it is huh?" Yamcha asked, letting him speak as he seemed to enjoy doing so.

Sheldon coughs, a bit embarrassed but gets to the point "I don't wanna brag but I made this in my spare time to try and give the others something else to help them train rather than just pumping iron and other ways to work out the body. This device is meant to test eye-hand coordination while at the same time training perspective motoric coordination"

Researcher Sheldon then presses something on the screen as the buttons start to lighten up at different intervals.

"It consists of 624 buttons which will then light up randomly. Your job is to press 120 of them while I measure the time it takes you to finish"

Yamcha nodded, intrigued by the Accu-Vision device and Sheldon's explanation. He appreciated the effort that Sheldon had put into creating something that offered a different kind of training. Eye-hand coordination was indeed an important aspect of combat, and this device seemed like a unique way to enhance that skill.

"Sounds interesting," Yamcha replied with a nod. "I'm up for the challenge. Let's see how well I can do."

As the Accu-Vision test commenced, Yamcha's focus sharpened to a laser-like intensity. His eyes locked onto the grid of buttons, each one lighting up in rapid succession. It was as if time had slowed down for him, allowing him to process the information with uncanny clarity.

With a sense of fluid grace, his fingers became a whirlwind of motion, dancing across the surface of the screen. The illuminated buttons seemed to respond to his touch, disappearing beneath his rapid taps almost as soon as they had lit up.

Sheldon's eyes were wide with amazement as he observed Yamcha's performance. The buttons' fleeting glow and Yamcha's seamless response created a mesmerizing display. The room was filled with the rhythmic sound of his taps, a testament to his extraordinary eye-hand coordination.

Within the span of just a few heartbeats, it was over. Yamcha had achieved the impossible, tapping all 120 buttons in what felt like a mere heartbeat. The room was aglow with the lingering afterimages of the buttons, the grid now a testament to his mastery.

Sheldon's notes were a mixture of astonishment and awe. He had recorded a time that was beyond anything he could have imagined, a feat that surpassed the boundaries of human capability. Yamcha's prowess was undeniable, a testament to his exceptional abilities.

30 Seconds…that is how long it took him to press 120 buttons and the record for that one before being used by him was that of 57 seconds.

"That was... astounding," Sheldon whispered, his voice carrying the weight of his disbelief. "I've never seen anything like it. Your coordination, your speed...it's beyond comprehension."

Yamcha shrugged modestly. "I've had some good teachers along the way. I'm just doing my best."

Sheldon hears this and writes on his notepad 'Teachers…hmmm I could try to ask him about this while he is in a good mood, but it's best if I don't overstep myself with him for now'

"So, what's next, Sheldon?" Yamcha asked, his curiosity piqued. "Got any more challenges lined up for me?"

Sheldon grinned at Yamcha's eagerness for more challenges. "I'm glad you seem to be into this, however, I'm afraid that's enough for now. I have to get back to my tasks for the day"

Yamcha chuckled, understanding the need for balance. "Fair enough, Thanks for putting this together. It was a nice change of pace. But say can I keep working out here?"

Sheldon thought to himself about that, maybe it was ok since the gym's got security guards, cameras, and even some MTF members working out, so it's a safe space and so far Yamcha's behavior had been exemplary.

"Sure, just don't break anything or make the others feel too inadequate" He smirked.

Yamcha grinned. "Don't worry, I'll be careful. Thanks for letting me hang out here a bit longer."

As Sheldon bid Yamcha farewell and headed off to his tasks, Yamcha found himself surrounded by the gym's bustling atmosphere. He felt a surge of energy as he looked around, taking in the sight of the various personnel engaged in their workouts. With a renewed sense of curiosity, Yamcha began to explore the gym's offerings.