Kid buu DC si, a 17776 fanfic

Docking Bay, Jump City

Jack, The foreman of the loading dock bay, read his clipboard, flipped the paper to check a few things, before lowering it down to look over at his new worker, "Hey Buu!" He hollered while cupping his mouth.

A teenage sized pink being was in the midst of carrying a stack of three cargo crates across the dock a few yards away, glanced over his way with curious gaze, wearing only baggy blue pants with a white hoodie on to cover his torso, he wore black boots to complete his attire. "When you set those down in aisle nine, I'll need you to clock off! The union will only allow me to have you around for a quarter of the day!" he hollered over.

It was great having the pink kid looking guy work for him, he had other men that needed the income as well, and Buu would be putting his men out of a job.

Buu grunted with a nod, and walked off, before setting the crates down with barely a sweat and slight boom of the crates being set down. Buu looked back at the foreman and spoke, "Need paycheck soon." he said in somewhat good english.

While it wasn't everyday you saw beings like Buu work a shift, as you'd most likely see beings like Buu either steal or just wreck up the place they found themselves in; Buu was definitely the outlier of one of those super powered beings that needed money and a place to stay at like any average joe.

It kinda made it a novelty for Jack to see a being like Buu work; you'd think he'd become a hero besides work…then again, how else did Batman, Superman or anyone else live on earth without a job or something to earn income? Everyone needs money to eat after all.

Jack nodded with a smile, it was Friday, so of course Buu was looking forward to his next paycheck; he pointed at the office in the far off distance, "Betty should have it ready." He hollered back, earning another nod from Buu, before the Majin walked off to clock off.

Majin Buu/Kid Buu

Exiting out of the office with a smile on my face, I pocketed my check I would be able to cash at the bank; waking up on the floor in a lab from the get go of this new life of mine was beyond crazy, and that was topped off after finding out I was in the body of the titular character that could bust planets while still being on them and reform.

If it weren't for the Star Labs that thought it was okay to use unknown technologies, mess with it, and end up with me on the floor, they were beyond lucky they didn't summon the real Kid Buu.

I honestly don't remember much what caused me to be reincarnated or whatever it was that put me in this body, all I know is that I needed some income and a place to stay at. No way was I staying in that lab…I mean, who's gonna stop me besides possibly Superman?...don't answer that! I mean, I know Kid Buu is supposed to be the upper echelon of threats, but come on!

Flash Back

Sirens blared as I busted my way through the lock door the scientists and security were using to 'try' and hold me back with, I slammed the doors open with my pink palms, making the doors slam into the walls, cracking the ceramic concrete or whatever the walls were made of.

"Stop! Stop now!" one of the security guards yelled as he fired a tranq dart that bounced off my back, I stopped walking, and turned my head to look at the man, while stepping back with caution as did his other men.

I frowned, and spoke, "No…place is boring…want outside." I tried to speak with my broken english that for some reason carried over to me from Kid Buu.

While the sirens continued to blare, and I stared back at the security force, one of the scientists cautiously stepped forward to speak, "What are your intentions then, outside…"

"Are you trying to get killed, Catherine?" Jonny, one of the male scientists hissed at his coworker.

I grouched back at the two bickering, "Want food…need fresh air…place is stupid and stale…" I scrunch my nose up in distaste, before walking off once more.

Present

I continued to think back on that day, as I landed back down from flying to land near my bank, the National Bank of Wayne; not sure how the Wayne family also invested in opening banks, but I barely knew anything that deep about the DC universe lore. I wasn't even sure what show I was in yet.

Catherine was the one that helped me get an id, bank and a number of other things with the help of others, I think even the government got involved…

Entering the bank to cash my check, I shrugged to myself. The finer details of how I was able to get a place to stay was beyond me. I'm just glad I could hold down an easy job that my character's strength could play into and benefit from.

As I approached the teller with my hoodie over my head, I looked up at the male bank teller who smiled down at me, "Friday again! Coming to cash and deposit!?" He asked me.

Speaking back to the man with a frank tone, "Yes, half in checking, rest in cash by twenties." I answered.

The banker teller smiled as he spoke. The first time he and the others had me here was quite comical, but the novelty of me coming here every Friday to cash my check had definitely worn off, "Right away!" he chimed.

While the banker took my check and began running it through the system, I yawned as I waited for my money.

Just as the man finally handed me my cash money and bank receipt, from the doors behind me, some average looking mooks barged in with guns and panty hose on their heads to obscure their faces; one of the three men fired his shotgun into the air, and yelled, "Everyone down! This is a robbery, no funny business!"

…okay, this is happening I guess.

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Star Labs

Catherine could not help but feel something was off, as the engineering team made the rounds of checking the current wires and everything else was in check that was all hooked up to a round ball that was as big as a human's head; all theories were sound, the orb itself having been confiscated from an alien wreckage after superman's interventions to save metropolis.

The government of course contracted her subdivision to study one of the objects they were able to confiscate, everything operated in this room was locked down and everyone was under an NDA, everyone's job and livelihood was essentially on the line to not spill what was going on in this room.

The room itself was quite large of an average american school gym, a whole range of computer servers and tech was all hooked up to analyze this one object; many of the researchers were able to analyze it was both a powersource and a probable way of transportation. The amount of energy their systems could scan into it was recorded to be on the scale of powering the eastern coastline for decades…or perhaps more.

The analysts were still calculating their numbers though, but for now, Catherine was in charge of recording and observing the first test run of the orb being put under a stress test to see if they could draw out any power from out of it.

Beside her, Jonny pushed his glasses up a bit on the bridge of his nose and cleared his throat as he leaned against the table he sat at, whilst she stood, "Begin the test." He announced beside her, and into the mic that allowed his voice to be heard through the entire room.

Catherine and Jonny currently occupied a raised platform that had two sets of stairways that lead up to it on both sides, with three large sets of glass walls blocking anything that might harm them from the orb, but at the same time afford them a clear view of the orb itself that was situated atop a pedestal, with various large wires attached to it.

They ran over several diagnostics to make sure everything was ready, Project Charon was soon underway, as machines began humming to life, and the orb itself began glowing bright red, then pink. Jonny glanced at his monitor, nothing too bad.

Catherine on the other hand jotted down into her paper on her clipboard in her hands, observing the stress testing they were putting on the alien technology; They needed to know more than just to believe it was a source of energy and perhaps the possible means of instant travel or whatever it was capable of.

Jonny leaned forward again to his mic, and spoke, "All signs nom-wait…no! Cut the power!" His calm voice suddenly broke into worry, as his monitor showed fluctuations in the orb's energy output.

Two of the engineers beside the wall in the far back, leveraged the large lever from its up positions, and quickly shut the whole power down to the orb in an instant; while a minute into stress testing what sort of power they could draw out from the alien technology was fine, it was only a matter of time after that first minute that everything was off.

While power was shut off to the orb, the object itself however continued to thrum with power and cause the pedestal it was one to shatter, allowing it to hover alone by itself.

Catherine sweated with nervousness, "Evacuate everyone out!" She yelled, only for the exit itself to quickly be locked down from an external source.

"I'm afraid I can't let that happen, who knows what that orb is about to do." The Director of the current Star Labs Catherine worked for spoke through the intercom.

While the orb itself continued to glow with more pink hues, it cracked while everyone in the security hastily brought their handguns out and aimed at the alien tech.

Catherine began to remember that one line from that dinosaur movie, it felt like her team was pretty much doing that this instant, and now they were about to experience more trouble than the orb was worth to the government.

Not but a second or so later, the orb finally cracked open and exploded into a large cloud of pink gas, alarms began going off, signalling a plausible biohazard had just been released; Catherine dearly hoped the orb was not just some container of some radioactive gas…that was pink in color for some odd reason.

After a few seconds, the pink gas itself was soon sucked inward by a lone silhouette of a humanish figure, its height looked like it was on the range of a preteen or early teen kid, judging from the being's silhouette.

Before Long, the pink gas was finally sucked into the being's form, allowing Catherine, Jonny, and the rest of the present company to witness a pink creature that stood on his two legs, dressed in only a white pair of pants and black boots; The creature looked male, and he was sleeping no less.

The entire room was quiet, as well as the siren itself ever since the unknown pink gas was withdrawn into the unknown pink creature. Jonny spoke first with a trembling voice, "Hey…" He whispered, not looking at her, as his eyes transfixed on the sleeping pink creature. "Um…what…should we do…this…I didn't study xenobiology, what is that guy?" he asked.

Catherine glared lightly at Jonny, before looking back at the sleeping creature, "Neither did I!" she hissed back with a whisper.

Before anyone could decide anything however, the creature's eyes opened while his snoring cut off immediately; the pink creature glared at the room with a set of eyes, the black sclera and while pupils glanced around as he stood up from his hunched over position he was sleeping in.

No one said anything as the pink creature looked around, before he began looking at his own hands and body. Did they release some sort of prisoner, what was this creature's story? A whole slew of questions ran through Catherine's mind as the creature began looking around more at the security force aiming their weapons at him.

Majin Kid Buu

I really don't remember anything that led me to having this body, waking up all over sudden was really jarring in this Kid Buu form; I knew I was Kid Buu, cause the floor was close enough and judging by everyone else, I'd pretty much reach only up to their waist or stomach.

Everyone was giving me cautious looks, and to be fair, If I was the real deal, this whole place would be nothing but rubble.

Looking around more to observe my surroundings, I tried to make sense of my situation; I don't remember getting hit by a truck, a car, or anything else, and I certainly don't remember dying or falling asleep…perhaps my memories were a bit jumbled from becoming this form.

It was one of those reincarnation things, and seeing as I was Kid Buu, this wasn't the worst start to whatever this new life of mine was; It would take some serious power to defeat me, but it wasn't like I was going to be an unhinged creature…I mean, I could, but first I need to figure out what to do with this new life of mine…near limitless strength was at my disposable, but at the same time, I don't have the urgent need to fight something…yet.

"You!" One of the security looking guards announced, as he stepped forward aiming a rifle at me, "State your name with your hands up!" he ordered, before a female voice yelled from the platform in the far back.

"Are you crazy, who knows what sort of creature that thing is!" The woman yelled at the security officer, expressing hysteria and anger at the man aiming a gun at me.

I blink at the security guard nonetheless, idly lifting my arm up to clench it open and closed a few times whilst glaring at the man, "Me Buu, me don't like being ordered!" I hissed back, before feeling surprised at the nonsensical way the words came out of my mouth.

I meant to say my name was Buu, and I don't like being ordered around without due cause! Just great, this body had a language filter! I'm going to have to figure out how to fix this soon!

Just as the security guard opened his mouth again, to no doubt order me around, I brought my hand out I was clenching, and flicked my fingers out to test something; the sheer force I flicked out with my fingers, rather than a single finger, caused a blunt force of air to send the security guard's body flying back, and crashed into the wall beside the platform the two scientists looking people were standing on.

The rest of the men of course, began firing their handguns at me, emptying their magazines into my body, the only thing I felt though was them bumping against my skin; while the man I sent crashing into a wall, collapsed to the floor and coughed in pain as he landed on his hands and knees.

"Cease fire you idiots!" The science lady yelled into the intercom, but it was too late as every security officer already ended up clicking their firearm triggers empty of their magazines. Looking up at the female scientist, she wore an average lab coat on, with pens in the breast pocket. She had blue hair with bangs framing her face, while her face was expressing caution and worry.

The other scientist was a male, the man had red hair and freckles with a pair of glasses framing his face, the two looked on with tension.

None said anything, save for one security guard that sounded young and was probably on his first day of the job, "Shit! It's another one of those super powered beings…we freaking brought a super powered freak to our planet!"

…wait, what? Wait, does that mean I'm in a world of Marvel or DC?

The man I flicked off to crash into the far off wall, finally picked himself up, and glared at me, "Great, and it's not like we have superman on speed dial!"

Well that answers my question…but then, who continuity am I in though? I've never read the comics.

Speaking again with an annoyed tone, "Me no freak, you just simple…you dumb dumb to order me." I grouched with a harsh glare at the man that spouted his mouth off at me. I of course meant to say I'm not a freak, humans are just used to seeing the majority of themselves, and that he was an idiot to order me around.

I really needed to broaden this body's vocabulary somehow…perhaps reading books will help.

One month later

Catherine

Beside the initial confrontation her subdivision had with Buu, he was agreeable enough to stay peaceful for the time being…sending officer Gerald into the wall with a flick of his fingers; from what Catherine could understand from Buu's simple speech patterns, he was going easy on the captain.

On the subject matter of Buu's broken english, it seems he was frustrated with his english, and asked help, in exchange for anything they needed from him; Catherine's division of course, was now figuring out what to do with Buu.

They practically brought to Earth an unknown being that calls himself Buu, she of course questioned how he got in the orb; the answers provided from Buu, allowed her and the analysts to paint a decent picture.

Majin Buu, he doesn't remember how he got into the orb, all he knows was that he has existed; what he was doing before his imprisonment in the orb, was beyond Buu's memories, so all Catherine and the others could assume, Buu's extended stay inside the alien artifact, damaged his long term memory.

Then the day happened when Buu wanted to leave the place and experience fresh air, the security and director weren't having it, so every door was locked down; what good that did, Catherine didn't know, as Buu had strength beyond what the doors and walls could defend against.

The director had to pull many strings and favors to not let their Star Labs be put into scrutiny, and gave Buu the means of citizenship through classified means that Catherine was forbidden from asking the director about.

That was fine with her, she didn't want to study another alien artifact for a good while; they already dodged a bullet with the well behaved Majin Buu, but it was also rather…amusing that Buu wanted a job and money.

It…was a rather novel thing to hear a creature summoned from an alien artifact to suddenly ask for work, so that he could buy himself food. At least those books she gave him to read about how the world works helped him know how Earth and its people worked.

As of the moment right now, Catherine was in charge of allowing Buu to stay with her until he could save up enough money for his own living space. Why was she in charge? Well beside the bonus she was getting for looking after a supernatural being they pretty much unleashed from messing with alien tech…really, nothing else besides the money…well maybe too to help the little guy get his english up to snuff. Buu really seemed set on trying to figure out how to live on earth.

Right now, Catherine was exiting out from her room, work clothes on and everything else; she still had a job besides looking after a supernatural creature, since Buu was more than capable of looking after himself…that, and really, who else beside Superman or who else knows could probably stop Buu if he ever broke into a rampage for some random reason?

Right as Catherine entered her living room, Buu entered her home wearing his earth clothes he was given to help blend more in with the populace of earth; Catherine watched as she carried her lab coat over her arm as Buu entered her kitchen with a container of food in his hands. "Bank was robbed…dumb dumb bad men fired at me…" He informed her, mostly likely to tell her why he was a bit later than usual.

As Buu put his fast food meal into the microwave for later, he continued to speak with her, "Held back, but broke bones of dumb dumbs." he scrunched his nose up as he looked over at her, he was getting better with his english, but not too much.

Catherine perked up a bit, and smiled, at least he had a sense of justice.

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Jump City

I'm pretty sure Catherine's Lab, job, or whatever, had cameras in her living room, I highly doubt it was that simple to get that lab off my back, much less the US government; here was some unknown creature that was previously stuck inside an orb, as they told me before, and now I was living rent free at the moment to stay at Catherine's until I could put a down payment on my own apartment.

Reading those library books really helped sell the point that I was learning about this world and other things any common person would need to know to function as any reasonable person would.

Course, the question popped up how I knew how to learn English literature that fast, I just replied with 'fast learner'...which was close to the truth. Kid Buu is supposed to have some sort of ability that allows him to see something once, and use it as well; I was just stretching some bullshit truth to help me here, might have to test it later if I can actually learn other languages easily to back up my claim.

Stepping into the kitchen after taking a shower, while this body of mine didn't seem to produce that nasty smell of sweat, I still worked around heavy equipment and plenty of other machinery that had exhausts that would spew out noxious fumes; on top of that, I just just wanted to feel a bit fresh and relax in a five minute shower.

While I was a male Majin, my tool downstairs was gone…gonna need to play the Taps for that sometime later…after learning to play first…I have a list somewhere I think.

Wiping my head dry followed by the antennae atop it, pulling it a bit as well to test the elasticity of my body again; I yanked it forward and wiped the piece of my body dry, before letting it go to relax atop my head.

Wearing my new pair of baggy blue pants, I stepped up to the microwave and extended my arm a bit to place heat up the container of my food I brought home; some nice noodles and chicken

With the microwave humming to life, I took my towel to the hamper near the entrance to the bathroom, and tossed it into the bin.

Walking back to the microwave once it was done, I pulled my food out and took it to the kitchen table to grab myself a seat and eat; using a plastic fork that came with my order to go, I ate my takeout food with gusto, but it was missing something.

Looking over at the bag of sugar beside the coffee maker, I extended my arm over and grabbed the bag of sugar, and pulled my arm back over to sprinkle in some sugar; for whatever reason, this body of mine preferred sweats just like Fat Buu did.

Putting the bag of sugar away back to its spot, I continued eating my meal in relative peace. The television was still on after Catherine left, leaving it on the news channel. My curiosity was piqued a bit when the news reporter stood outside the bank I went to and cashed my checks at.

"Thanks Keith. As you see behind me, is Jump City's bank, where not but a few hours ago, an attempted bank robbery took place."

The female reporter looked quite nice and happy, while the male newscaster in the split screen news expressed some concern as he leaned against his table.

"I see, and what of the robbers, and the hero that stopped them? Were the police able to ascertain the hero's identity."

The female reporter smiled apologetically, I continued to watch the news with barely any gratification. I was there, they interrupted me cashing out, I stopped them. End of story.

"Well…unfortunately for the robbers, the hero broke a lot of their bones, and from what bystanders were able to detail about the whole thing, the hero has been the local novelty worker down at the docks!

The newscaster raised his brow a bit, and smirked.

"Ah, that weird looking guy down at the docks. Didn't we cover some of that story two weeks ago about the local alien worker?"

Some amusement was shared between the two, while I began to tune them out. It really was quite a novelty, if I thought about it more, you don't see a caped crusader or an off world alien seeking work on Earth.

Really, I could go out there and be a hero, but that demanded most of my time…I could do it, but then that would probably lead to an escalation of villains rising up against me; that's how it works, right? A hero begins cleaning shops of their town, city or whatever, then all of a sudden he or she begins collecting a rogue gallery of villains to fill the vacuum for the hero to fight against.

It was sort of an escalation thing or something, not sure really.

Wait, what would my rogue villain gallery be?

Shrugging to myself, I struck my fork down, but found that I had eaten all of my food now, making me frown. "...me still hungry…" I grumbled, at the same time, internally annoyed that I was still speaking simple broken english.

Exiting out the front door of the apartment with my hands in my white hoodie pockets, where my wallet and flip phone was in, I stepped out onto the sidewalk with my sandals on and walked. There was a pizza joint I wanted to visit that looked very familiar from my memories; it looked very reminiscent of the one in the titular teen titan show, where most of the members of the team would eat pizza at.

I'd earn quite the few stares from the general populace, but it was getting less so over the weeks I spent in this city; some children even pointed their fingers at me while tugging at their moms' hands as they passed by me, but I paid them no mind. My stomach was aching for more, and I had some reasonable amount of cash on me to pay for more food.

Pausing in my steps after realizing something, I grumbled a bit, which caused a few bystanders to back away…guess my voice had the effect coupled with my appearance.

Jumping up to instinctively feel the sensation of flying, I took off to fly towards the more vibrant part of the city, passing over the roofs of the many apartment buildings. While feeling the wind blow past my face, I finally spotted the pizza joint I kinda remember, only seeing it more differently from what my memories could paint.

Again, people began pointing up at me, while others looked and simple went about their days, more than likely having seen me before; landed outside the double doorway of the pizza place, I stepped foot into the establishment to order up myself some good pizza, preferably anything beside pineapple on it…and anchovies….wait…would those taste any good to me now in this body?

…eh, I'll try pineapple later, I'm really feeling for some pepperoni pizza tonight!

Flashback to the day after Buu was released

Catherine

A day after the near catastrophic instant dubbed as the 'Majin Buu' incident in official records, her entire division was now staffed with xenobiologist; Buu himself was very accommodating contrary to the first impression everyone had with him. The entire room that once housed the orb he was supposedly imprisoned in, was now refitted with the state of the art tools to see what sort of creature Buu was.

Of course, from what broken English Buu could speak, he understood that the people looking at him were scientists studying him. In his own words, Buu spoke before he allowed one of the scientists to inject a needle into him and try to draw blood out, "Me know what you are. Understand what doctor is."

Whatever origin he was from, or civilization, it helped matters that Buu knew what a needle was and what everything around him was…

It also helped matters that he didn't just smash his way out. Catherine has seen him help lift the heavy machinery out of the room, before the team of engineers and crewman took it the rest of the way out; Buu barely looked troubled in lifting the heavy objects, so suffice to say, besides flicking the now fired former security captain, Buu's strength needed to be stress tested sometime this week.

The aforementioned needles never did draw out blood…just his own pink body that he could control himself and return back to him…not a total loss in understanding what Buu was.

Right now, Buu was sitting at a table, he had requested something informational about their world to help him learn, so a book was given while the rest of the scientists study the small pink blobs he allowed them to take from him; however, he gave a warning that they might come to life on their own and become sentient…

That was just nice, Majin Buu could spread his species via fission, and they weren't even sure what his weakness was.

Catherine took a seat across from Buu, and cleared her throat to begin speaking with the creature, and brought her clipboard up to begin writing it into, "If you would, my superiors have asked me to ask a few things…beside what you remember…" she smiled a bit to disarm the situation of tension in the air.

Buu lowered his book, and looked at her with an even look, his imperceptible gaze made her feel he was more than a threat than he looked, and he really was, after what Catherine witness as he was able to withstand a hail of bullets and easily flick the air to cause a person to fly across the room and crash into the wall.

Buu grumbled a bit as he placed the book down, and nodded, "Ask, don't know if can answer all…Buu wants something eat after." he grouched.

Catherine blinked at that, they hadn't done a full study of his body yet, but it does check out a being like him would have some sort of hunger pang like any other creature.

She smiled again and nodded, "I'll see what I can have our people get you…uh, anything you remember eating?" she asked.

Buu scrunched his nose a bit, before answering, "Sweet, Buu's taste buds need…something sweet." he grouched.

Hmm, his body probably needs high sugar contents, so his body was most likely firing off neurons in his mind to yearn for anything sweet, which helps that the word exists in his vocabulary.

Catherine looked over at one of the scientists that worked under her, Jonny was out for today, so she had someone else; The other man nodded back at her and walked off to exit the room and grab something for Buu to eat.

Returning her gaze to Buu, she began asking if he would be inclined to show anything he might be able to do; they now had xenobiologists in the room, something she wished would take this assignment off her hands, but nooo. The director insisted she stay and help the team with Majin Buu.

The word itself of Majin, she was pretty sure that it came from somewhere in the english language or somewhere else, but Catherine couldn't pin where.

After a few hours of Buu trying out different things, from showing energy orbs that could destroy anything, to using his antennae to turn an object into chocolate…something he did after he ate all the candy her assistant came back with, suffice to say, she didn't like the idea of Buu being able to turn everything into chocolate.

"Why turn people into chocolate?" Were Buu's simple words, which made most of the staff sigh with relief, it seemed he too didn't like the idea of turning something living into chocolate…for now.

They might have to bring in a cow to test if he could though…

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Majin Buu

Waiting in line inside the pizza establishment was a simple affair, getting stared at by people that weren't accustomed to me by now was of course the ongoing routine that soon died down; I kept my hood off from my head, as I wasn't really scared or ashamed of what I looked like.

I mean, given this was the world of DC, I was at least a one and some odd big number amongst normal people.

"Hey dude…" someone whispered behind me, earning my attention to a familiar voice I would swear up and down I've heard before.

Looking behind me to the source of the voice, my eyes trailed upwards to see none other than Cyborg underneath a grey hoodie, with his hood over his head to hide most of his features. Huh, guess that also answers what DC world I'm in, I knew that face from anywhere.

I offered Victor Stone, a raised brow as the line moved forward allowing both of us to step forward, "Hmhh?" I hummed back a questioning tone, I didn't want to speak my broken english just yet.

Victor looked down at me with a curious gaze, before speaking his mind a bit, "Uh…dude, are you not bothered by the stares?" he asked.

So he was still hooked on that…I shook my head with a frown, and looked back to my front, "Why bother, me am-rrrgh." I swallowed down my anger at my English, before trying once more, while giving Victor a sideways look from over my shoulder, "I am me, stares just stares, not hurt me."

Okay! First use of 'I', making progress here after a month of being Kid Buu!

Looking back to step forward again in line to order myself a pizza, Victor spoke again with an amused tone, "Huh, that's one way to look at it." He remarked, with a frank tone in his voice as he spoke to me, "...let me guess, some lab accident caused you?" he whispered back.

Looking back at Victor, I smirked a bit. That seemed to put Victor on edge, which was fair; my facial expression probably looked like I was about to tear him apart…and again, I probably could with nary an effort. "Idiots woke me up, released me, simple story." I answered, right before I was finally at the counter to finally order my pizza.

The employee, who had freckles on his face, wore a thick foam pizza as a hat, and wore the establishment's uniform, looked down at me with just a raised brow, before asking me what I wanted, "Welcome, what will you have." He droned on with a bored tone.

You know, in this employee's defence, where gods among men existed, caped crusaders prowled the night and day, villains ran amok causing chaos, me ordering food here from his job was probably the least surprising thing…somewhat…

Didn't Batman once order through a drive through with his batmobile?

I pulled out my walleted and placed a crisp twenty dollar bill down and ordered, "Want two pepperoni pizzas, change back please." I answered him.

"Hmm, hungry dude, arent'cha?" The employee asked without a second thought as he took my twenty bill, cashed it into the cash register and gave me my change back, "Order will be ready in ten minutes, next!" he hollered, while I walked off to the side to wait.

I think I'll eat on the dining roof this place has, and have a nice dinner in the open air. At the counter, I could hear Victor order his pizza, "Yeah, dude, give me three meat lover's supreme with extra cheese stuffing and some extra ham."

I looked back over at Victor curiously to watch him hand the employ some money and get his change back, before walking over to me where most of everyone else was waiting for their order; most were sitting down, and surprise surprise, no one had their faces glued to their phone screens…everything was mostly fliphones or text screen phones, so everyone was pretty much reading the store's magazines or just sitting back an enjoying the atmosphere…for what it was worth.

Staying on my feet to stand around, I watched as Victor approached me with some curiosity. "Sorry about that, I was just curious, you know." Victor then blinked as a startling look of revelation dawned on him as he inspected me more from his vantage, and pounded his fist into his palm, "Wait, now I know where I remember your face from!" he remarked.

Smirking a bit down at me, Victor spoke, "My dad said something went down at Star Labs in this city, something about a pink creature that was woken up from some alien orb or something." he mused, while reaching up to scratch at his head, whilst it was still covered by his hoodie.

Offering Victor a hapless shrug while my hands were still in my hoodie pocket, I spoke to him, "Woke up indeed, don't remember time before, everything too foggy." I answered.

"Huh, well…you seemed to have turned out just fine now." Victor mused as he cupped his chin in thought as he looked down at me.

"Order two thirty eight." The employee called my order up, prompting me to nod a bit at Victor before walking off to grab my food.

Approaching the counter, I reached up and grabbed the offered pizza boxes once the employee that took my order saw me come up to the counter, "Enjoy your pizza, and do please come back on saturday, for we are having a palooza of a deal for a two for one deal…" He drone on.

Both of us looked at each other, before the employee spoke with a bored tone, "Manager says I get to earn a nickel for each customer I tell that to." he answered my unsaid question.

"...but how does boss man know?" I questioned him, that was some asinine attempt at making an employee do extra work.

The freckled teen or young adult thumbed up at the camera, "He gets evidence." He then smiled a bit, "I've been saving up for my first car!" he added.

I nodded at that, before taking my pizza boxes up the stairs to eat upstairs, "Good luck." I hollered back.

Outside

Finding an empty seat for myself atop the awning plaza of the pizza joint, I sat down and propped the lid of the first pepperoni pizza; smelling the waft of the pizza, I felt my mouth water a bit, before hastily grabbing myself a slice and began munching down on it, following by the next one. I was definitely hungry, but it was missing sugar…

I slowed down eating my pizza though, once I realized I was practically inhaling the damn thing, I was already halfway done with the whole pizza box and I wasn't even feeling full…nor hungry…

Meh. I shrugged and put in effort to actually enjoy the next slice of pizza. I wasn't a Saiyan, but I did have a big penchant for sweets.

"Yo dude." Victor's voice broke me out of my musings, as I paused in eating another slice of pizza; the teen himself approached my table offering a disarming smile, "Mind if I sit here?" he asked.

With a slice of pizza still stuffed in my mouth, I looked up at him and shrugged, and gestured at one of the empty benches available; I wholly swallowed my slice of pizza before answering Victor fully, "Don't own place, sit here if you like." managed to get more words in the sentence!

"Thanks!" Victor responded as he sat down at one of the other ends of the triangle table, "Just didn't feel like sitting alone you know?" He shrugged at me, before opening one of his three meat lover's pizza boxes, before he dug into his own pizza, "Come to papa!" he cheered as he took a slice and gulfed it down.

Shrugging to myself, I too began scarfing down my own pizza slices, neither of us spoke for a bit as the sound of cars and traffic down below pervaded the atmosphere into the night sky.

After a round of few minutes, give or takes, once I was on to my next box, as was Victor, the cyborg teen himself pushed aside his empty box and lowered the lid of his next one as he took out a piece to look at he and speak with a slice of pizza in his hand, "So-" He began asking, before shoving a good portion of it into his mouth, and spoke with a mouth full…I forgot that the Teen Titans show did that to make the show feel more comical outside the serious moments.

"What's it like on earth for you?" Victor asked, just barely being coherent in words enough to make sense; he swallowed his whole slice of pizza down after chomping enough to swallow his food, and followed up with more words, "You know, how's handling being you?" he said with a clearer voice without food in his mouth.

I myself swallowed down my own slice of pizza before answering the cyborg teen, "Lab pulled favors, work at docks, lift heavy things for money!" I answered with a sharp smirk, earning an amused look from Victor. "I get by fine." I shrugged.

"Huh." Victor leaned back a bit, expressing a smirk back, "You know, that's actually sort of funny, imagine Superman in your place, lifting things for a job." He mused, before chuckling.

"Not bad work, keeps Buu busy." I answered back while the both of us reached for another of our own slices. While the both of us went back to eating pizza slices, the sudden sound of gunfire rang out, followed by a police siren as a car zoomed off down below, followed by a chasing police car.

Neither of us said a thing, before Victor did first, "uh…should you be doing something?" he asked me, only for me to lift a brow of inquisitiveness.

"Buu no hero…" I scrunched my brow forward, my pizza slice inches from my mouth, "...Me means, I could, but police do their job, right?" I questioned him, managing to get an 'I' into my sentences again.

The police chase continued to ring out in the distance, while the both of us stared at each other, before Victor looked down at his hand and pulled his sleeve down to show his full cyborg arm in view, "...Well…it's not like I have anything in mind myself to stop that chase." he answered, clenching his hand a bit.

I raised a brow at Victor, before speaking back to him, "Robot man has robot arms, why not turn arm into cannon, if have no other means of attack?" I questioned, making him blink at me inquisitively, as if what I said was a very logical question.

With wide eyes, Victor looked at his hand again, "I mean…I just got this body…haven't really figured out what it really can do." he responded, before smirking a bit as he looked to be more focuses on his hand, before it suddenly turned into the very canon I've seen before in the cartoon. "Booyah! Pops, you are the man!"

That was nice, thanking his dad for the potential his body had beyond saving his son from death.

I watched as Victor stepped over the ledge of the awning patio, both of us saw the approaching police chase head back our way, while Victor began charging his cannon up with a blue glow. "Let's see what this baby has!" Victor said with excitement, as he aimed his arm cannon, and fired down at the incoming criminal vehicle.

From my perspective, all I saw was Victor aimed his arm cannon down, and firing, before the sound of a car crashing echoed from below; Victor pumped his arm in celebration, and held his hand up for a high five to me. "Got him, high five pink dude!"

I stared a flat look at him, while he kept his excitement to the max, "Robotman does know, he cause car crash, right?" I deadpanned, while the sound of many honking horns finally made their presence known as traffic below came to a standstill. I could already hear cursing drivers and the sound of police yelling at the criminal to get out of his vehicle.

"Uhh…." Victor stood up and leaned over to look down below, I could hear one of the police officers yell back up at him, "I didn't know we had more supes beside that Buu guy, glad we had you here too!" the police shouted up at him.

"Uh…thanks?" Victor shouted back down, before turning around to look at me, "...you that Buu guy?" He asked with confusion.

I nodded as I shoved a slice of pizza into my mouth, while Victor looked at me weirdly, "I thought you said you weren't a hero?" he accused me with a narrowed look.

Swallowing a bite of my food, I answered him, "Buu doesn't look for trouble, trouble comes to Buu." I answered. Besides the bank robbery earlier, there were many other times where I was just in the right spot to stop a crime from fully happening.

It wasn't like I was some hero going around saving the town afterall; there were the many mugging attempts on my person that finally stopped, then there was that one time a speeding getaway armored truck rounded a corner of a street and rammed into me…I won of course…then there was that one time some idiot tried to rob the supermarket I was at with an automatic shotgun…

Victor shrugged at my reasoning, "I suppose that's fair, you're just minding your own business, then you happen to be at the wrong or right place at the time, right?" he questioned, earning a nod from me, "Makes sense." He mused as he walked back over to his seat.

The rest of the meal time was spent in silence, save for the few questions from Victor if I tried any earth video games yet.

…I knew I was forgetting something! "Will need try, Me seen others play at store demos…" I answered him, "Looks fun." I followed up with.

From that point on, Victor began telling me the sorts of games I should try out as my first earthen games to play; I was actually curious what sort of video games this world had, compared to my old life.

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Jump City

Victor Stone

With a click of the door being unlocked, Victor opened the door to let himself back into his home, the lights were still off, so that meant his pops was still at work; Shutting the door behind him, Victor pulled his hood off from his head, letting his half cyborg head be seen fully if anyone were in the condominium to see it.

Letting out a sudden loud burp while pounding his chest with his fist, he sniffed a couple times and smelled the freshly eaten pizza from his cyborg gut; his pops really went beyond anything he could to make his cyborg body function like a normal humans, but still made him stand out.

Something that Buu dude didn't care about his own pink self standing out, it made Victor think a bit, and even though the little pink dude was far from a human, he was sorta right; the stares were just stares, but it didn't help Victor with the other things he missed about his old body.

He was an athlete, he had a body that he could push and push, to reach the pinnacle of sports; looking down at his cyborg hand, he clenched it a few times with a frown. But now he was nothing but a half man, half cyborg…

Or in Buu's so elegant words, Robot-man. The name call definitely didn't feel like it came from some sort of derision, the little pink dude just didn't know his name yet.

"You know Buu's name now, what yours?"

"Uhhh….oh yeah, the name's Stone…Victor Strone, nice chatting it up with you little Dude."

A smile found its way across Victor's face, before he began walking through his home to turn the television on to watch something, or if nothing was, he would play his gamestation. He still had RoboFighter Six to play, he could play online with others and not be seen.

Walking into the kitchen first around the island counter, Victor opened the fridge to get something to drink first.

While he rummaged through the fridge, to grabbed some orange juice from out of it, the front door to the building was opened, prompting Victor to stand up and see his pops walk in with his usual carryon bag and it strap hanging off his shoulder that kept his laptop in and and a few folders.

Silas Stone, dressed in his work attire with an overcoat on, looked back at his son, both shared a second of silence between each other, before Victor shut the fridge door with the orange juice carton in hand to place it on the island counter to get himself a cup; Silas meanwhile said nothing as he began taking his bag off from his shoulder and placed it on the nearby couch before he removed his coat to place it on the coat rack.

Neither son nor father said anything, as Victor opened a cupboard to grab himself a glass while Silas walked further into his home to sit on the couch he placed his bag on to rest his feet for a few.

While Victor began pouring himself some juice, his dad spoke up, breaking the silent atmosphere of the building, "So…uh…how was your day?" Silas asked him.

Once Victor was finished pouring enough juice into his cup, he set the carton aside and looked over at his pops with a calm expression, "Was fine, went out to get pizza though." he responded.

As Victor grabbed his cup and lifted it to drink from it, he could see out of his cyborg eye that his dad's facial expression lifted a bit somewhat, before speaking while Victor gulped down his drink. "Oh?! Uh, that's that great! Uh…you didn't have any problems though, right?" his dad asked at the end.

Lowering his cup back down after he chugged all his juice gone, Victor looked back over at his dad and spoke, "Not really…kept my hood on, didn't feel like getting stared at all the time…." he responded, earning a bit of a frown from his dad.

Pressing his hands together, Silas looked back at his son with a somber look, "You know I tried the best I could…and you know how dearly I wish I could have done the same for your mom…"

Silence pervaded the living space the two lived in, before Victor broke it with a just as somber tone, "Yeah, well, thanks for saving me though dad…and I miss her too…" He responded, earning a bit of a smile back from his dad.

While Victor walked into the living room where Silas was, his dad pressed down on the couch to help himself up and walked off into the kitchen, "You should try getting out more like you did tonight." His dad recommended, Victor in the meanwhile sat down on the larger couch and reached forward to grab the remote.

As Victor turned the television on, he spoke to his father without looking at him, "I might…gonna have to eventually and get used to this body of mine…" he talked back, the sound of the television itself came on and pervaded the home with the sound of the news playing.

"Behind me, the pizza corner plaza had a fine hero stop a police chase!"

Victor frowned for a second, choosing if he should change it or not; he really didn't feel like hearing about his 'heroic' stunt he pulled, his finger hovered above the channel buttons.

"And as you see behind me, the perpetrator's vehicle front hood and engine was blasted by what some say a blue beam!"

"You know…" Silas's voice prompting Victor to steer his head to look over at him, his own pops was leaning against the island counter, a box of ready to eat meal in hand he pulled out from the freezer, his dad gave him an inquisitive look as he looked back at him as the news continued to play in the background, "I installed many features into that body of yours…you know, to make sure you were more than some cyborg."

His dad's eyes trailed to the television, bystanders to the crime scene were giving interviews by the news reporter, "I'm just glad you used what I gave you for the good of others, when the time was right…and not something terrible."

Victor couldn't help but smile back at his own dad's smirk, "Heh, well, you and mom didn't raise no bully." he jested back, making them both chuckled a bit.

Majin Buu

While the night was still young, and some businesses were still open, I continued my venture through the city, figuring I might be able to find an arcade if one exists in the city; while my late night jaunt took me through lesser crowds of people that walked the city sidewalks at night, I saw up ahead a food market with a few fast food restaurants open.

Realizing something, I flew up and hovered to get a better vantage point, something I should have done from the get go than simple walk; it was really weird to keep forgetting I could fly, you walk your whole past life, you automatically just move to walk without thinking you can fly.

Pocketing my hands into my hoodie front pocket, I hovered and turned around a bit, before finding a lit up district with neon signs that read 'Arcade n Wings'; Must be some sort of Dave and Busters sort of deal.

Shrugging to myself, I flew off through the air at a decent speed, no need to push it any faster than a steady pace.

Finally reaching the food and entertainment joint, I landed down out of the air, causing some stir from the onlookers that were heading into the restaurant and gaming place; ignoring the stares, I walked in through the front doors.

Inside the arcade, there was a clear way for which way to go, and I took to the left where all the arcade games were; a variety of people were in the arcade, the sounds of video games played in the atmosphere as I walked through the place.

To my left, I saw a group of punks playing some random violent shooter game with gun controllers, and I wasn't calling them punks, they were actually rocking the spiked look with leather coats and chains hanging from their jean pants.

One of the guys noticed me as I passed by their group, and lightly punched the back of one his friend's shoulder, "Yo, check it. Pink dude's here!" he grinned a bit, showing a very sharp teeth look, having more than likely filed them down or something to have that look with his teeth.

I paused and stood behind the group of punks as the game was finished, letting everyone turn around to look at me; all five punk dudes began smirking at me, prompting me to give them a nasty smirk back.

My feet moved as quick as they allowed me, which wasn't all that difficult considering I could move fast if I tried, combined with the fact I could twist and move my legs beyond what a human could do; While I kept my hands on the handlebar behind me, I let my feet dance across the dancepad below me as the screen in front of showed the incoming directions for me to touch with my feet.

"Crap, come one dude, This isn't funny!" One of the punk dudes yelled, as he tried to keep up with my score; he wasn't doing bad, but he wasn't getting a near perfect score. "Of course a pink dude that looks like gum could do this crap, we should have just stuck with skee ball!" he griped.

I cackled of course, as the game came to an end, allowing the punk teen to finally breath and relax while his friend laughed at his expense. I released my hands from the handlebar behind me, and stood on my feet to give the dude a sideway glance while expressing an amused smirk, "Punk lucky, Buu strong. Could fold you all like pancakes!"

I was of course referencing earlier, when the punks tried to bully me; one of them tried pushing me, calling me a pink freak, but no give was given. One of them even threw a punch into my face, which also showed no damage or give as I stood still without trouble.

All of the punks backed off after that, while I gave them a nasty smirk; at the time, I simply told them, 'Why fight, games surround us to compete without fists!"

Of course, the punks took exception to that, and it began with one of them confidant to challenge me to an off brand dance dance revolution type game.

I wasn't confident enough to win most games, but I felt this body had good enough reflexes to move, coupled with the ability to stretch and move fast helped me dance with the game.

One of the other punk dudes, stepped forward with an annoyed grunt, and glared down at me through his sunglasses that hung down on the tip of his nose, "alright, pink blob, next up, we play guns and roses!" He thumbed up at himself and smirked, "You're looking at the all time highest scorer of that game!" he boasted.

What's with the rip-off name?..,

…No wait, I'm actually curious now what the game is; I looked up at the punk dude, and smirked back, "Buu fine with that, have all night to play!" I responded.

"Yo, idiots, I've been looking all over for you, and this is where you're all hanging!?" a grouchy voice earned everyone's attention, even mine, as everyone turned around to see the owner of the voice.

Walking through the arcade like he owned the place, was none other than what looked like…uh…wait, what was his name?

"Yo, Johnny, I don't want any more trouble in here!" A manager looking dude walked in after him, earning the man's ire.

Johnny Rancid! That's his name!

Johnny turned and glared at the manager, "Shut it, Mikey, I'm just collecting my boys!" He grouched back, getting the other man to back off, before he continued his warpath towards his group of punks.

Once Johnny reach his group of punks and me, his eyes drifted over to me and frowned for a bit, "...who the heck dragged your sorry mug through the candy factory machine, you look like you were turned into gum, then spat back out on recall." he grinned nastily at his insult towards me.

While his boys snickered at the insult, I however smirked nonetheless, "You make fun of Buu, that fine, you look like hand-me down biker." I snarked back, earning quite a few snickers from Johnny's boys.

Johnny glared and scoffed, and pointed down at me, "Heard worse insults than that! You look like something I chew up and spit out!"

He earned another round of chuckles from his boys, but I kept my smirk up, this was actually kinda fun throwing insults back and forth, "Breath smells like trash, did biker man enjoy his morning breakfast toilet water?"

Another round of snickers erupted from the punk dudes, while Johnny glared at me, before standing back to cover his mouth and breath in it, before retracting his hand back down, "Crap, so that's why my date left!" he snapped with anger.

"Shut it!" Johnny shouted at his boys, who all shut up as told, before he smirked back down at me, "Okay, you got me here, Pink gum dude, but bring your A game next time!" He challenged, before he walked off while snapping his finger, "Let's roll out boys!" he shouted, getting all the punk dudes to leave with him.

…Is it weird I really liked that interaction I had with Johnny Rancid?

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Star Labs, Two days after the 'Majin Buu' incident

Silas Stone, looked over the the report Catherine submitted to his desk from her subdivision of the labs; he's still living with the guilt that he had the room locked down to contain a possible gas breach from the alien orb, and while his worries were soon lifted that he didn't condemn his people to a gruesome fate, it would have been worse if it was some sort of gas that could have threatened the city if it got out of the lab.

Endangering more than simply a few dozen, the dispersing pink gas at the time could have been some unknown horrific pathogen that would have endangered the lives of all of Jump City, not to mention the fact his son lived in the city as well outside the lab.

Quite frankly, they got off lucky that the pink gas wasn't some biological pathogen, it really could have been worse.

He honestly still thinks back to when he had all doors locked to that room, everyone happened so fast, he panicked and went into protective mode for the city.

Looking over more of the report Catherine wrote down about Majin Buu, so far, they had been about to discern little guy was immensely strong; that in of itself was a bit of a problem to Buu, as the Majin himself, having just been awakened with next to no memory of what happened before he woke up, was still getting used to his strength.

Selective memory loss would be attributed to the very creature they woke up, his personality itself was very…benign might be the word Silas was looking for. Besides the Security Captain he flicked with his hand through the air, Majin Buu was amenable to tests and questioning.

For how long Buu himself would tolerate staying inside the lab, considering the tests on his strength were measured and other things, Silas could only guess he'd give the Majin a week at best; he just needed to pull in some favors and fix a few things, give Buu a place to stay at or something.

Pulling up another piece of paper from dismorning, Buu was now used to his strength after many test runs; they practically had another Superman situation on their hands… more or less. None of their machines made Buu put in much effort, beyond lifting twenty tons, his scientists could only make conjectures of how strong he really was with calculations.

Silas glanced to the side in thought, before looking back to his desk to place down the papers in his hands; reaching over the folders from the biological lab, he opened them up across his desk.

From what they could pull out from Buu's arm with syringes, beside the first attempt that was only pink globs of himself, the other attempts allowed them to pull out blood that was purple in color; the blood itself couldn't even be call blood, as it didn't even look anything like blood under a microscope.

That is not even mentioning the globs of pink they have of Buu as well. Small bits of Buu minutely moved in their containers, but would always gravitate towards Buu himself in their containers.

Silas leaned against his desk and took his glasses off the rub the bridge of his nose, they unleashed something, and the only thing he did bad, was fling a security guard against a wall; who knows what else Buu was able to do, besides the bits of information he was able to remember.

A knock on his door, prompted Silas to holler out "enter", while he placed his glasses back on and leaned back in his chair to greet the person coming in appropriately; stepping in through his office doorways after opening the door himself, it was Jonny himself, as the scientist approached his desk with a few papers.

"Sir, about that test with a cow thing with Buu…" Jonny hesitated at the end, seemingly unsure how to broach the topic.

Silas withheld from raising a brow, but understood Jonny's hesitation, Buu himself had divulged a number of abilities he remembers being capable of, and one of them was turning anything into other objects; one of the things Buu remembers, was turning stuff into sweets to satisfy his body's cravings.

That either meant Buu's inherent biology required sugar on some level, or perhaps it was a psychological thing that his past self had a strong sweet tooth.

Silas looked at Jonny as the man approached his desk with a number of papers placed down, "I actually think Buu should just start with rocks or other stuff, I don't see how we can get a whole cow in here for him and us to test his magic ability that he boasts." he warned.

Nodding a bit at that, Silas leaned forward and steepled his hands together with his elbows on his office desk, "That would be wise, can't imagine how I have to explain to Star Lab's main branch, why we have a receipt for a farm animal." he couldn't help crack a small smile at that.

Jonny reached up and scratched at the beck of his neck, however, showing nervousness, making Silas sigh at him, "You…already put an order for one, didn't you?" He asked with his forehead tilted down into his fingers.

Silas looked back up at Jonny, who offered an apologetic smile to the director, "We could…just write it off or something?" he asked Silas, and spoke again with an uncertain look, "I mean, it would probably help matters for Buu himself! We released him, and while his morality seems fine…at the moment, it would probably be best if we help the little guy understand his powers after waking up with that selective memory of his." He shrugged at the end.

Leaning back into his chair, Silas tapped his finger into his chair's armrest, "...you're not wrong…" he noted, while cupping his chin in thought. So far, Buu has been a rather behaved individual, but that did not mean he was a patient individual…

Majin Buu

Turning the piece of pen in my hand, I looked at it then back to Catherine as we sat at the shared table she and the other scientists usually kept me at when questioned about anything else that required sitting.

Not sure what time of day it was, as I didn't have a clock to work with…

Looking at Catherine, I said, "Buu want to know, what point in the day we are?" I asked, not practically fumbling my words at the very least, "Buu can't tell."

Finishing up writing down into her paper and clipboard, Catherine looked over at me, and shrugged as she lifted her arm up to look at a wristwatch on her wrist, "It's about…one in the afternoon." she answered, before looking back at me, "We experience a twenty four hour day on earth, and a three hundred and sixty five day cycle around our sun with four seasons." she went into further detail, and smiled, "Does that help?"

Blinking at the extra bit of knowledge she gave, I nodded a bit, before speaking more, "What many days has Buu been awake?" I asked next.

Catherine tapped her pen against her chin, before answering, "About two days." she answered, before beginning with that next test she wanted me to take.

"Now-" she began to say as she reached to the side and offered me a brick, "Would you mind showing me that magic again?" she questioned me. "Can you turn it into a pen?"

Shrugging a bit as I reached forward with my hand, and grasped the brick, I held it up in my hand, eyeing it for a second; feeling my antenna and controlling it was weird at first, but now it was starting to feel just fine.

Moving my antenna forward to aim it at the brick, I tried feeling within myself for the energy, and not just the raw strength this body afforded me; it was weird, I still remember that one episode where Gohan taught Videl how to fly, something about becoming calm and feeling within yourself for that Ki energy to fly and whatnot.

How many people wanted to try it as kids? I would bet every kid growing up tried it.

While I kept the brick in my hand, I calmed myself and felt within my body for whatever I'm supposed to look for, and when I found it, I did my best to aim that energy out through my antenna and at the Brick; at the same time, I envisioned what the magic was supposed to do, figuring it also relied on the mental thought for it to work alongside willing the energy out to work.

Pink energy flew out from my prehensile part of my body, and zapped the brick till it poofed into a poor rendition of the pen in my other hand; looking at the real pen in my own hand, and the other one that was once a brick now a curvy piece of pen.

Not a bad first try outside of turning something not chocolate or a piece of candy or anything else sweet, but it showed I needed to focus more on this power, and get comfortable with it; I furrowed my brow and spoke while keeping my eyes on the curvy pen, "Buu still is not used to being awake, Buu need practice." I explained, while trying to say I'm still getting used to being awake after so many years, and that I needed to practice more.

It was so easy making things into chocolate the other day, maybe this body was just running on automatic mode or something for its powers?

Catherine nodded as I looked back at her, and looked back at me after she finished writing down into her clipboard, "So, what you did, it really is magic." she shrugged, then glanced to the side to mutter a bit, "The Laws of Thermodynamics being thrown to the wayside notwithstanding…"

Looking back at the curvy pen in my hand, I take another go at it, and end up this time with a blocky rectangular pen. Yup, this would take a moment to get it right.

Present

Jump City

A grey bus came to a hissing stop, having finally arrived to the city of its destination; the side doors were opened up by the bus driver himself as he let out his passengers, people began gathering their things from beside themselves of just outright left the bus itself without anything on them in their long travel from state to state.

A grey skinned, pink hair teen girl grunted as she picked herself up out from her seat while taking with her her small suitcase of spare clothes and toiletries. As she stood up, she reached up to fix her hair a bit, before taking her leave of the bus.

Stepping out onto the sidewalk while stepping out of the way of the other people that were getting off the bus, Jinx walked over to the nearby bench on the sidewalk to put her suitcase down and stretch a bit; with her arms stretched upwards, Jinx grunted again as she felt the popping sensation of her stiff joints finally getting some attention, before getting more active by picking her suitcase up again to start walking.

The bus ride had been nothing short of exhausting with boredom non stop, but at least now she was off that bus ride.

Having left her home after getting a recommendation from some school that was meant for teens like her, who were looking for outlets to put their powers to real use, Jinx left her parents home with nothing but the emptiness of the house and them.

She got enough ridicule from her parents and friends at school, it was time she started over anyway at a new school, being herself and nothing else. The bad luck powers were hers to use, not some freaky abomination cursed on her.

One practical joke and prank was all it took for that whole town to label her as evil and wicked; no one was hurt, but her old friends thought differently, even her parents.

Stopping at a crossing walk, Jinx waited for the light to turn green for crosswalks, humming to herself with some idle tune.

She was supposed to meet up with two guys from the school, one was a technician, the other was a dumb brute; they were also described as being easy to spot, she would not miss them in Jump city at the designated meeting spot.

While Jinx internally thought to herself, a heavy set of footsteps alerted her to the presence of something to her left; glancing over, Jinx was taken aback a bit, unsure if the big guy was one of the two guys she was supposed to look for.

Dressed in a simple grey hoodie with the hood off, accompanied by a pair of black sweatpants, the tall looking cyborg teen expressed some nonchalance, before glancing over down at her with a raised brow, "...what…?" The teen asked her, giving Jinx almost somewhat of an accusatory glare.

Considering who she was, Jinx shrugged back, and looked back forward, "Nothing, just never seen a cybertic person before…didn't think we had that technology yet." She answered, which was the truth. She wasn't sure how far advanced any technology was on earth, save for what she's seen and heard about, so it was anyone's guess how far humanity really was advanced once the high tech stuff passed down to civilian level.

The tall cyborg teen 'hmed' back, before speaking back to her while they both waited at the stop light, "...Well apparently my pop's gave me the top of the line stuff, just to save me…" he muttered back.

Well that was nice of a father, beats her own old man by a mile. Silence stayed between the two, before the light for crosswalkers turned green, letting everyone cross, prompting the both of them to cross the street amidst the crowd of other normal folk.

Once Jinx reached the other end, she found herself turning in the same direction as the other teen, along with a few other pedestrians; that made Jinx start thinking, "...So…" she tried to think of something to ask, the means of broach the subject matter of if he was one of her contacts in the city.

The other teen however glanced over at her, "Let me guess, new in town?" he asked her.

Jinx looked down at her suitcase in hand, before looking back up at the cybernetic teen's face, and smirked, "I mean, it's sorta obvious, isn't it?" she challenged back, as they were heading in the direction of a burger joint on one side of the road, and a taco restaurant on the other side.

The cybernetic teen shrugged haphazardly, before answering her, "A suitcase can be the reason for anything, just a simple question really." he answered flatly.

That was fair, in all reality.

Up ahead in the distance, within the Taco fast food restaurant, a lone pink dude was visible seated in a booth, eating a few tacos. Jinx looked between the cybernetic teen, and the pink dude, making her think she did in fact meet up with one of her contacts in the city. The cybernetic teen really struck her as an engineer type, and the pink guy was probably the idiot muscle.

…"Hey, are you planning on meeting up with someone?" she asked him.

"Yup." He answered her, while heading to the taco joint, before pausing to look down at her, "Why, need some help getting around or something after I go in there? Like, help finding a place to stay or something?"

Okay, now she was starting to both doubt and affirm whether she met the right guy or not.

Victor Stone

This grey skinned chick was pretty alright, she didn't even look at him weirdly, just commented about his cybernetics; though to be fair, she herself was a bit different as well, so he really could not judge either.

The pink haired chick looked up at him weird, before lifted her brow with her hand on her hip, and her other hand still keeping a hold onto her briefcase, "Something like that, yeah…I came to this city looking for a school, someplace that helps…kids like me with their powers…" she narrowed her eyes at him. "But I'm supposed to be meeting up with some dumb brute and a technician or something like that."

…there's a school like that here? That's the first he's heard about this.

Wait, she's supposed to be looking for someone that's a technician and a dumb brute?

This is all sorts of strange. Sure, he's studied mechanical engineering quite a bit, and that Buu dude spoke weird but had quite the brute strength…something's really coincidental here. Victor shrugged at the chick, "Never heard of such a school, maybe it's defunct or something?" he answered her, before shrugging.

The chick shook her head, grumbled to herself while palming her head a bit, "Freaking went all the way out to get here…" she muttered.

Victor smirked a bit, and shrugged, "Hey, if it helps, maybe a bit of food will help you gather your thoughts." he offered, that always helped him.

Before the chick could respond, her stomach growled, making her cheeks light up a bit while she held her stomach, "That's…probably a good idea, the bus ride was long…" she grimaced.

Smiling now, Victor gestured for the girl to follow him into the Taco joint, "Hey! Who knows, maybe you can figure out what that school name was!" he offered.

"...wasn't even given the name…" The chick answered him, which sounded stupid if she was looking for someone and a school that she didn't know the names of. Whoever invited her to this city, had poor directional skills and advice.

Burger Joint

Mammoth tore into his pile of burgers, bits of meat and stuff flew from his mouth as he filled his stomach full of burger; stopping once to sip from his mega cup of soda, he burped and looked over at Gizmo and spoke, "So who are we supposed to look for again?" he asked.

Gizmo, who was in the middle of wiping off bits of burger meat that flung into his face from Mammoth burping into his face, grouched at him as he used his floatation hover device to keep him at level with the table…and not use a booster. "Who knows! The headmaster didn't tell me either! She just said we were suppose to wait for someone here, and if they don't show up, we leave." he said

"And stop burping in my face!" Gizmo yelled at Mammoth while shaking his fist at him.

Mammoth chewed some more of his burgers, before chugging more of his soda to burp once more into Gizmo's face, and smirked at the smoldering little teen whose head began glowing red with anger.

Spoiler: My reaction to the past few days...

Author's note; This blew up more than I expected for a short deput. I've had this idea on the backburner, but held it off cause I wasn't sure it would be good or not having a Si Kid Buu be place in the Teen titans cartoon.

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Star Labs, three days after the 'Majin Buu' incident

Besides the tests to see what Buu was capable of, Catherine had her scientist give him informational books on Earth culture and other books to get him acquainted with Earth's cultures; the Majin was very capable of grasping the english language in written form, she even tested a few foreign literature to see how well the Majin adapted to other languages.

Safe to say, Buu was able to grasp other languages in written form when given the chance to look at a foreign language long enough; the best she could guess at, was Buu was created by someone or something for a particular purpose neither she nor Buu knew about yet. It was all conjecture of course, right now, her lab room was still researching what Buu was.

Besides the fact they were still trying to analyze his blood samples and Buu bits they extracted from him, the Majin himself was adamant himself that he work on his abilities to get used to being awake and without his prior memories to his sealing.

Today, they were testing Buu's body malleability and stretching limits. From what Catherine was able to understand from Buu, he remembers being able to do almost anything with his body.

She just didn't know how wide that term meant for what Buu could do with his Pink 'malleable' body.

Right now, she was standing with Jonny as they both watched Buu grab onto a metal pole held down by a weight to keep it upright and steady, before the Majin walked across to the other side of the room where another upright pole was to go around it and head back to the first pole; the whole way, with Buu's hold still on the first pole, his arm extended like chewing gum.

No visible pain showed on Buu's face as he continued to go back and forth between the poles, all the while his arms grew thinner as it stretched more; to Catherine, Buu's body ability to stretch so far, reminded her some other superhero, but for the life of her, the name slipped her tongue.

"Buu done." The Majin stated as he stopped going around, the poles now having slid close into each other, both now seemingly bundled up in his stretched now arm. Before either of her or Jonny said anything, Buu's arm snapped back along with the weighted poles, and then both dissapeared into his body.

Both Jonny and Catherine watch with morbid fascination, as a now one armed Buu popped his arm back out of his shoulder after practically absorbing his mass of stretched arm and poles into himself; the Majin looked down at his arm for a bit, before he aimed his palm out with a concentrated look on his face.

Before anyone said anything, both poles shot out from Buu's palm and impacted the far off wall with a loud metal thud. No one said anything, save for Buu, "Buu can also absorb…" he remarked. "And can also spit stuff back out…" he seemed to be musing, as he looked at his palm and did a few clenchings of it.

While Catherine tapped her lip with her pen to think of something to say, it was Jonny that beat her to the punch. "So…can you absorb living things too?" he questioned.

Buu looked over at Jonny, and nodded, "Buu remembers that. Living things get put inside pods inside Buu. Can remember Buu get different when absorb others." he explained.

Catherine blinked at that, so he was also an entity that could add others to himself, not to mention he could fit living things inside himself. "So wait, do things get shrunken down inside you into pods?" she asked, earning a weird look from Buu.

"Lady stupid? Buu can do magic. It obvious magic helps shrink down absorbed living things into pods." He answered her with a furrowed brow.

That does sort of help explain things.

Catherine rested her elbow into her palm, and her chin into her other palm, she spoke again, "So wait, do you remember what happens when you absorb others? How different do you become?"

Buu scrunched his face a bit, seemingly thinking on it, before answering her, "Buu remembers being affected by it, but get foggy afterwards…whoever sealed Buu, must be strong…big strong to separate Buu from any absorbed being's he absorbed…" he mused, eyes narrowed and a discerning look on his face.

That was concerning, in too many ways, in Catherine's mind.

Present

Majin Buu

This would be the third time I'd be hanging out with Victor, after running into him the second time at the movie theaters on a Friday night, we both found ourselves seeing the same movie; it wasn't hard to talk with the guy again during the wait for the vampire hunter movie to start.

Of course, after the movie was over, we exchanged numbers; but neither of us had cell phones yet, so we had to give the landline home phone numbers.

Right now, the Taco restaurant was offering a sort of twofer of a deal; buy two tacos, get two free deals as a limited time thing going on. That meant I could get more for my money, and cover the tacos with sugar to fill my cravings for tacos and something sweet. With a simple matter of hitting up Victor's number, I had offered to cover for him if he wanted to chill over at the taco restaurant.

Whatever led to Victor bringing along Jinx somehow, in some cosmic twist of whatever, I was now seated at a table with the other two with another tray of hard and soft tacos for everyone to partake in. Good ol' early 2000s American dollar deals.

"So-" Victor started speaking with a mouthful after eating a soft taco, he looked over at Jinx who sat and ate away a hard taco at a calm pace, "What brought you to Jump City?" He asked her, while Jinx somewhat looked at Victor with a bit of revulsion, before calming herself down to speak back.

"First of all, a lady is present at the table!" She glared at him, a tick mark forming on her forehead, before sighing a bit, and gave him an annoyed look, "Honestly, close your mouth if you're gonna eat something!" she rolled her eyes.

While I grabbed another wrapped taco to unwrap it and munch into it, Victor offered Jinx an apologetic smile and finally swallowed his food before speaking, "Hehe, sorry, uh…"

"Oh right…" Jinx caught on to what Victor was trying to say, "The name's Jinx,...just Jinx." she answered him, before taking another bite from her taco.

"Huh. 'kay." Victor blinked at that, before offering a small smile, "I kinda forgot we never introduced ourselves, I mean we just met after all." He shrugged, and spoke again, "You can also just call me Victor."

Jinx's gaze turned towards me, finished her bite, and spoke to me, "What about you?" she asked me.

Stuffing a whole taco into my mouth after sprinkling it with sugar from the packets I brought with me, I crunched the food down a few times before swallowing it down to answer the girl with an empty mouth, "Pink haired girl can call me Buu." I answered her, giving her a gruff answer, before grabbing myself another taco to eat with sugar sprinkled on it.

I will have my cake and eat it too. I wanted to eat tacos, but my taste buds yearned for sweetness.

Jinx gave me a weird look, nothing like revulsion, but straight up an odd look of seeing something put sugar on tacos, before looking back at Victor, "So, about earlier, are you sure you don't know anything about some school for meta-humans?" She asked, giving Victor a narrowed look.

I pretty sure she's talking about Hive Academy, and someone fucked up somewhere in the system to give her the right directions and people to look for.

…And I'm perfectly fine with that.

Victor shrugged back at Jinx as he was in the process of unwrapping another wrapped taco, and spoke again back to her, "Pretty sure." he shrugged, "I can ask my dad though?" he offered with a raised brow, "I mean, he has better connections than I do, he probably knows more about whatever you're looking for."

"Wait." Jinx now looked at Victor unsure, "What sort of man is your dad anyways, besides building that body for you?" she pointed at Victor.

After taking a bite from his next taco, Victor spoke back to Jinx after swallowing down his bite of taco, "Well…" He looked unsure of himself, before answering her, "He's a big deal sort of guy." he offered with a shrug.

Jinx gave Victor a critical gaze, before shrugging, "Mhm, well beats not knowing anything else." she remarked with a dry look, "Not to mention I…" she then slapped her forehead in dismay, "Crap, I don't even have a place to stay if there's no boarding school or anything!" she groused.

Ah, that's right, Hive academy would have provided dorms for their would-be soon to be ne'er do well villains in training.

Victor finished another bite of his taco before speaking to Jinx, "Kinda stupid, if you think about it. What was it, a letter or something you received in the mail?" he asked her, "Seems really fishy to me, if you ask me."

Jinx sighed to herself and put her unfinished taco down to pinch the bridge of her nose, "I don't know…life at home was so messed up. I just grabbed everything and answered the invite. I really didn't want to stick around that old town of mine anymore." She explained.

From out of the corner of my vision, I saw Victor look at me, prompting me to look back at him, before he answered he, with a hapless shrug, "I mean, me and my dad have a spare bedroom at our home, you can stay over at my dad's condo for the time being, until you can get a part-time job or something to get yourself an apartment." he offered.

Jinx looked undecided on the idea, but shrugged anyway, "Well, if you can take me to see your dad and see if he knows anything first, I don't mind, beats spending the night at some cheap hotel." she gruffly stated.

Jinx

It was really weird, having her luck be all over the place, considering she met her contacts just fine, but the school itself either did exist or not. Victor definitely came off as a smart teen, in contrast to Buu's mannerisms and english, so it wasn't like she met the wrong people.

Currently, she was walking with the two towards Victor's dad's workplace, a Star Labs location of all places. "Soooo…" She tried to strike up another conversation with the two, pointedly Victor, as he seemed more the type for the subject she wanted to talk about, "Did you drop out of high school or anything?" she asked.

While Buu walked on the other side of him, Victor was the one to be walking in the middle of the three of them. He answered her with a frank tone as he gazed forward, pocketing his hands into his sweatpants' pockets, "Nah, after the accident that gave me this body, I just went the heck with it and applied for my G.E.D., didn't bother going back to high school to have everyone look at…well…." He lifted his gray hoodie up to show her he was pretty much mostly cybernetic a good portion of his whole body, before lowering the hem back down.

"Mhm." Jinx made an annoyed look, giving Victor a passing glance when he showed more of his Cybernetic body, "Yeah, been there." She grouched a bit, she's felt the stares when her powers started coming to surface. "It starts with whispers, then rumors, then you start getting ostracized and crap." she muttered, it also didn't help matters that her powers affected luck, bad luck. So she was pretty much nicknamed the witch's black cat of her hometown.

It also didn't help matters that she used her powers to get retribution against the bullies and other crap.

Peering around Victor to look at Buu, the pink creature was idly looking through a comic book, "What about you? What's your story?" she asked him.

Looking up from his comic book, he closed it and pocketed it, before Buu traced his peculiar set of colored eyes to look over at her with a nonchalant gaze, "Pink haired girl ask Buu's origins?" he asked.

Offering Buu a shrug, Jinx answered him, "Well, yeah. You definitely look like an alien, and not some sort of metahuman…or maybe you are, I don't know." she remarked.

"Mh…Buu woke up more than a month ago…don't know past besides few bits." He answered Jinx, before looking forward.

Narrowing her eyes a bit, "Wait, so what, you're some sort of alien then?" she questioned, earning a stiff nod from him, before shaking her head and continued to walk in step with the other two boys…well one boy and one male alien…

"So how far is your dad's lab anyways?" Jinx asked next, earning a shrug from Victor.

He pointed off towards an area full of apartments and condos, "We're heading to my home first, actually, I wanted to call my pops first." he answered.

That was fair, it also gave her the chance to see where he was offering her a space to stay at for the time being.

While the three of them were walking past a park the city had amidst all it towering skyscrapers, the distant honking alerted Both Jinx and the other two's attention to the left; on the downhill slope of the street, a semi truck carrying an odd glass container on its trailer was having its horn honked by the driver.

Assuming by the panicked look on the truck driver's face, he looked like he couldn't break, as the truck itself was speeding down the slope, crashing into the sides of parked cars and signs in an attempt to stop his truck.

"...Uh…" Victor spoke up, looking over at Buu, "Didn't you say you have super strength or something, might want to stop that thing." he warned the pink alien.

"Will have to." Buu grumpily answered Victor. Jinx watched as he was about to step away and do something about the problem.

But before Buu took another step, the semi truck finally swerved to the side and flipped onto its side, making the container hit the ground and snap off from the chains holding it down; The container itself flung off and rolled down the street.

It only took for Jinx to blink, and see Buu already at the next cross-way street spot the container would roll pass. "...fast…" She commented, unable to help but express a surprised look as she watched Buu reach his arms to try and halt the container in place.

"Guess he wasn't kidding about his speed either." Victor commented as well, as they watched Buu press his hands up against the container as it reached him, making him dig trenches through the street with his feet from the container's momentum once it was halted by Buu.

The container itself creaked as it finally stopped, giving Buu the chance to push it back onto one of its flat sides. "Well that was easy." Victor remarked as he and her watched Buu turn around and give them a confident thumbs up.

Squinting her eyes a bit, Jinx lifted her hand over her eyes to see better under the glaring sun, and saw that the container itself was full of murky water. The only thing visible inside it was some human shaped thing in it. "I think someone's in that thing…" she mused, unsure what the container was for.

"...uhoh." Victor spoke up, pointed at the container, "Dude, it's cracking!" He shouted over to Buu, earning Jinx's attention more on the glass container, to see that it was indeed cracking.

Victor Stone

Whatever glass that container was made of, it wasn't sturdy enough to withstand such punishment; He honestly didn't know what else to do from here, besides watch as the container finally busted open, showering Buu with its liquid inside it.

He wasn't sure if he should go up there and help Buu, as the water left a lone teen looking guy lay on the street from out of the container, while Buu himself stood at the feet of the sleeping person.

"Let's just call the police or something. Besides Buu stopping that weird container, that guy that spilled out is probably some maximum prisoner or something." Jinx's nonchalant voice brought Victor out out his internal musings.

Looking over at her, he nodded, "Yeah you're probably-"

"Wait!" Jinx interrupted him as she pointed back towards where Buu was, making Victor look back as watch at the previous sleeping guy now sitting up and was in the midst of turning into a sludge looking monster.

As the sludge monster stood over Buu, it roared into his face, while he himself stared up at it unbothered, even as it reached down to grab him and throw him down the street and into the pavement; after Buu's body crashed headfirst into the street at his and Jinx's feet, he raising a brow at the pink dude as he began pulling his head and body out from the asphalt, "Dude, why'd you just stand there and let that happen?" he asked.

While the sludge monster began throwing cars around and wrecking up the buildings by using street lights it pulled out from the sidewalks, Buu finally got himself free and stood back up to look at Victor, making an annoyed look all the while.

"Buu sorry, when was last time robot man confronted his own sludge monster." He glared back, giving Victor a bit of sass.

Victor blinked at that, before answering, all the while the sludge monster continued wreaking havoc, "Fair point." he mused, before Buu walked off and flew off back towards the sludge monster.

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Author's note; By my own order, I shall finally return to writing!

Jump City, one week after the awakening of Majin Buu

Feeling the fresh air against my body, I stood outside the Star Lab's building, still wearing the attire I woke up in. The pants and shoes weren't that bad, quite comfortable in fact, but I did like to switch it up in my last life.

Frowning a bit as I glanced up at the sky above, I still remember much of my life, an average person more or less; however, the memory of my last moments of my life are lost to me. I'm sure I'd remember something eventually, or maybe I made a deal with some transdimensional DC entity that for the life of me, I can't remember.

I do remember making it into my thirties, but after that, everything's foggy. Oh sure, If I died in my thirties, I'm pretty sure my siblings and parents would be weeping over my dead body, but me? I don't miss that life of mine. It was mediocre, and now I'm in this world with unbridled strength and power at my fingertips.

The only problem now? I don't know what to do with this freedom of mine. I'm not some amoral asshole to go around blasting shit up, I was raised better than that. If anything, I might have to do some menial labor or something to get my thoughts cooking and get a better picture of what I really want to do with this new venue of opportunity of mine.

Perhaps spend at least a month doing a bit of work or something. it usually helped me stew over things to not get right into anything I had, and calmly look at any given situation. Course, there were quite a few exceptions that demanded immediate attention, but here? I had enough time to figure out my shit.

Looking down at my hands, I clenched them a bit, before looking onward towards the city and its many buildings. The lab was definitely on a hill of sorts, given the fact I now stood in the parking lot, where I could see the ocean in the distance with a large bridge and lone island in the midst of the river pouring out into the ocean.

I'm going to take a wild guess that I'm in the Teen Titan's universe, cause this definitely looks familiar from a first person perspective. The only thing that's missing is the tower, leading me to the conclusion I woke up before the dawn of the Teen Titans.

Given the fact I have no desire to wreck shit up, that leads me to another question to myself. Do I want to be a hero?

I'm pretty sure Uncle Ben from Marvel said it best, the most iconic line anyone would know about in the comic book world and spider man movies. All this great power at my fingertips, does require a great responsibility to use.

But do I have the responsibility to be a hero? Yes, but I'm not Superman that can answer the call from super hearing, nor was I Batman, a caped crusader of the night with gadgets, kung fu moves and his mind as his weapons.

If there was trouble, in front of me, sure, I'd do something about it; but I wasn't about to start from the get go of being a hero.

I'm just some average joe now in the body of Kid Buu. This was rather infuriating, I could fly off to who know the fuck where, but I wasn't that much of a wonderlusting dude…then again, I never did travel due to expenses, but now I could just fly on my own and be somewhere within minutes probably.

Yeah, I might travel the world after a month or two, just need to get my shit into gear right now. No need to jump right into everything; I can appreciate everything afterwards, maybe even visit Paris and see if it really does smell like piss. Hell, I could even visit China to see the Great Wall of China.

Lots of options here…

The sound of the automatic sliding doors hissing open alerted me to looking over my shoulder behind me, to see that blue-haired woman, Catherine, jogging over to me. She definitely strikes me as some knock-off Bulma looking woman, but I think I'm just seeing things just because she has blue hair.

…as a matter of fact, why did Trunks's hair color change in Super? That was so fucked up.

"Wait!" Catherine called out to me, breaking me from my random thoughts, making me turn around to face the woman. She held her palm out in a halting gesture, "Please!"

I narrowed my eyes at the woman as she finally approached me, and stopped to catch her breath with her hands on her knees, "Wait…um…you…" she wheezed through her words.

I lifted a brow at her, before speaking my mind to her, "Woman needs to get out more, need better exercise." I chided her. I was about to tell her she needed to touch grass more often, but I decided to just tell her she needed to exercise more.

That's another thing that has bothered me for the past week, this damn speech impediment. I mean, I know I had a few problems in my last life speaking my words correctly for people to understand me, but it was immensely better than this; I also know for a fact that the few words Kid Buu spoke were on the bit barbaric side.

I can only guess, whoever put my soul into this body, forgot to fix the speech part as well. I'll have to figure out the means to fix this, cause I know for damn sure I wasn't this bad at speaking.

Catherine growled back at me, before resorting to a glare as she stood upright with her fists against her hips, "Look, I didn't come out here to get sassed by you! I was coming out to try and reason with your plans!" she scowled.

Definitely has that bravado of Bulma, I'll give her that. I smirked back at her, "Buu has no plans, not right now. Need time to think." I answered her, crossing my arms, "Just woke up, too many thoughts swirling in mind." At least I could string good words together the harder I tried.

Catherine huffed, before sighing to herself; she closed her eyes for a bit, before opening them back up to look at me with an earnest look, "Well, it's not everyday this happens." she remarked dryly.

I lifted a brow of confusion, making her explain what she meant. She made a flippant gesture before she answered me, "Well this isn't the first time a lab caused a mess, we're just fortunate you didn't kill anyone." Catherine gruffly answered my questioning face.

Ah, that's right. A lot of the DC cartoons episodes had lab incidents that led to a villain being created; and it didn't always have to happen in the labs, Static Shock started out with some tanker I think that crashed and spilled its fumes out to cause a boom in metahumans.

I smiled a bit back at the woman, before speaking up, "Buu can hurt others real bad, guards just lucky Buu was able to hold back." I jested a bit, making Catherine offer me a nervous laugh.

After a few seconds passed, Catherine finally straightened herself out, and offered me a gesture of offering, "Look, you didn't seem that bad inside there, I don't blame you for wanting to finally leave that place." she explained, and bent down a bit with her hands on her knees to get at eye level with me.

"I'm probably going to regret this, but if you want, you can borrow my spare room at my apartment." Catherine finished explaining with a simple smile, "I mean, it's not everyday a lab accidently releases a moderately good person or creature." she expressed kindly.

Oh sweet summer child, you were just lucky the original Buu wasn't woken by you; there has to definitely be some cosmic force that made this possible.

Present

Majin Buu

Staring up at Plasmus after flying over to him, looking into the television to see the villain and seeing him up close in person were two very vastly different things; As the villain roared into my face, right before the sludge villain grabbed and chucked me through the air.

As my body soared and impacted the asphalt with my head planted into it, another random thought ran through my mind as I began prying my head out from the ground; this was the third time I was interacting with characters from the cartoon show, meeting Cyborg was beyond amazing, but I did my best to play it off cool.

Then meeting Jinx in person was a whole 'nother matter. Again, I did my best to be conservative and play it cool around her, fucking Jinx was one of the best female baddies of the cartoon show, bar Starfire's goth sister, Blackfire.

Course, everyone's go-to favorite goth chick was Raven, but Blackfire was the kind of girl you wanted to do the 'I can fix her' sort of thing with her. It didn't help either that she flirted with Robin so well.

"Dude, why'd you just stand there and let that happen?" Victor's voice brought me back to reality as I finally pulled my head free, and light heartedly glared at him.

"Buu sorry, when was last time robot man confronted his own sludge monster." I answered him, making him shrug back at me while Plasmus began melting vehicles with his acidic sludge in the distance; What I meant to say was, 'I'm sorry, when was the last time you fought a sludge monster?', at least this time, it was almost spot on with what I wanted my mouth to speak out.

"Fair point." Victor answered me, before I took off back at Plasmus. Underneath all that sludge, I think it's implied the human part of Plasmus is supposed to be good, while his alter ego awake self is nothing more than a villain.

That meant I was left with one less option, no using magic to turn a villain into an object, even though I can turn him back; it just didn't sit right with me doing that sort of magic on a living person, doing it to a chicken, pig or cow however was a different matter altogether.

Making back to the fight with the villain just in time, just as Plasmus shot out one of his acidic juices at another building, I had landed behind him; extending my body up and over him, while at the same time flatting my torso out, pretty much used myself as a wall guard against Plasmus' acidic puke he was about to jettison into the nearby building.

A slight itch and nothing more was felt from the acid as I pulled my feet back to me while I was still in a wide handstand, Plasmus however didn't like my interference judging by his gurgling roar. Pulling myself into myself to become naught but a small pink ball, I reformed back to stand and quickly smacked my hands together to cause a sonic boom to burst the sludge villain apart.

No amount of punches would help me here.

Windows shattered around me, while cars had their windows do the same; considering superheroes of this world probably do worse on a given random day, this was probably up there with what Superman could do.

Plasmus gurgled and screamed as his body bubbled and collapsed from the sheer force of my sonic boom of my clapped hands, I of course waited a good few seconds, and watched as Plasmus collected himself back to form from the large glob of sludge he became after my attack hit him.

Well now, I need to think of more options here then.

Plasmus roared into my face again, and moved to grab me. I however made a different move this time than standing in place.

Opting to do something stupid and crazy, I shot myself up into the sludge villain's roaring mouth, filling the entire villain up with myself; I could feel nothing but sludge and heat from inside the innards of the villain, right before a part of me felt the human body that Plasmus's body came out from.

The name of the sleeping dude was on the tip of my tongue, but was lost to me.

Figuring I should try something, I began wrapping myself around the dude to pretty much absorb the dude into myself and deal with the problem later; I still remember Good Buu was able to keep Mr. Satan and Pan inside himself without being affected by them, to keep them safe from Goku's enemy Baby and his invasion of Earth in Dragonball GT.

It was like the invasion of the body snatchers.

Thought aside, I continued to wrap myself around the dude, until I wholly absorbed him into myself; the sludge villain Plasmus outside, made a muffled roar as he finally collapsed, leaving the sludge around me to dissipate away while I packed Otto away into a pod that hopefully wouldn't affect me in any shape or form.

My eyes widened and alarm as I now stood on a wrecked street, and promptly did my best to eject the dude out from my body; his name came to mind, which meant I absorbed him the wrong way that I didn't intend to do, and ended up making him a part of me.

While ooze started to seep out from my holes in my body, other foreign thoughts swarmed my mind as I quickly pressed Otto's body out into my arm; my whole arm was now an expanded mass of pink, while the dude's body was now inside a pod I put him inside myself. The personality and thoughts of Plasmus were now distant, as I detached him from myself.

I was quick enough to eject my arm off from myself, letting the now snoozing Otto inside an egg shaped pod lay on the street, his face the only thing visible as he slept.

Concentrating, I formed a new arm from out of my shoulder; my entire hoodie sleeve had ripped apart, leaving me with having to use some magic from my antennae to make a new sleeve for my hoodie.

Unlike Buu's white pants and boots, my current attire was not a part of me, something I should just make and do.

I glanced over at where Victor and Jinx were at, and the two were already on their way up the street; Judging by the looks on their faces, Victor had an unsure look on his face, while Jinx had a weirded out look.

In all fairness, what I just did was beyond weird. Hell, Evil Buu once stuffed himself down some dude's mouth, and made him explode from the inside out.

"Dude, That was…" Victor looked like he was trying to find the words he was trying to say, only to find nothing, while Jinx looked over at Otto's pod lying on the street. "...I mean…" Victor scratched at his head as he looked over at Otto as well.

I offered both of them an unperturbed stare while they looked at the sleeping dude cooped up in a pod, "What, Robot man saw what sludge man was before he became sludge monster." I shrugged, "Buu couldn't just punch sludge, sludge isn't flesh." I further explained.

Jinx crinkled her nose up a bit, eyeing the pod containing Otto, before she looked back at me, "Yeah, but it was still weird to see, you can deny that." She pointed out.

I looked over at Jinx, an haphazardly shrugged, "Jinx girl know better options?" I smirked back.

Jinx shrugged back at me, expressing an unsure gaze as she held her finger up, letting a pink zap-like energy ring emit from her finger, "Maybe, but I highly doubt bad luck would effect that well against that sludge monster." she answered.

Victor lowered his arm away from his head and looked at Jinx's powers, "Woah, hang on, you have what now?" he asked, bewildered.

Offering a hapless shrug, Jinx answered him, "Hey, between what have against what you guys got going on, I'm nothing different." she challenged back with a rueful smirk.

Victor clicked his tongue, before expressing embarrassment while he rubbed the back of his head, "Oh, yeah...you do sort of fit in with this little group we got going on." he chuckled a bit with mirth.

In the distance, police sirens were closing in on our location, no doubt to collect Otto after everything was done and over with. Who called them or what alerted them in time? I can only guess they were just a response to try and take Plasmus down first.

Afterall, I haven't really debuted wholly as the Hero of this city yet, so realistically, the police were probably coming with swat teams and all sorts of other assortments of teams.

Answering Victor's ealier question, I shrugged and said while pointing at the pod Otto was in, "Robot man think he can do better?" I challenged back, thumbing at Otto, still sleeping inside the pink pod.

Jinx spoke while eyeing Victor as well, "hmm...He kinda has a point, you know." She remarks while palming her hips and giving him a once over with a critical eye, "I mean, you have all that cybernetics, doesn't it come with other neat stuff?" she questioned with a raised brow as she looked up at him with a sideways look.

While I could almost see Victor's human cheek redden a bit, muttering 'neat?' He lifted his arm and looked down at it to transform it into the cannon he used to stop a police chase with, "Uh…well…it's not like I know all the functions of this body yet…I really should see what my pops gave me with this new body!" he smirked while de-transforming his cannon back to his cybernetic hand.

Before long, a squad of Police and Swat vehicles rounded the corner, before all of them came to a screeching halt behind me, prompting all three of us to turn around and face the law enforcement, "STEP AWAY, FROM THE PINK PERSON, CIVILIANS!" One of the cop vehicles had their speakers on full blast with the squad captain yelling into it, visible within one of the cars.

I glanced over at Victor and Jinx, who traded back with me an unsure look, "Buu handle this, Victor man take new friend to lab." I shooed them off, earning a shrug from Victor.

"CIVILIANS, DO NOT LEAVE, WE NEED YOU TWO FOR QUESTIONING AS WELL!" The squad Captain announced next.

"Okay, never mind then." Jinx muttered at my idea of them leaving, while teams of swat police marched out from the vehicles and 'hupped' towards me and the pod containing Otto.

While both Victor and Jinx stepped aside, the squad of swat police finally approached me and the pod, with the squad captain exiting his car to approach me. The guy himself looked in his mid forties, brown matted down hair, a scruffy beard and the appearance of an average man that looked like he put in the work to stay in shape for his age.

One of the swat police stepped past me, and inspected the pod, before turning to face the approached squad captain, "Sir, Otto has been neutralized." He hollered over.

As the Captain finally approached me and the sleeping form of Otto, his eyes honed in on me. The captain let out a gruff scoff, before he sighed, "You again? I thought you said you weren't a hero when you stopped that armored truck?" he somewhat jested, judging by his tone of voice.

Raising a brow at that, I answered him plainly, "Does police man prefer I let sludge man run amok then?" I challenged back, smirking. "Buu was in area, so what other choice did Buu have?" I followed up asking with a smirk.

The squad captain sighed to himself while rubbing at his face, and gestured with his hand, "Alright boys, get this sleeping beauty into containment," he urged them, as another semi truck with a more stable looking container was on the back of its trailer.

While his men began picking up and taking Otto off to be contained within a sleeping capsule, or whatever they used to keep the dude asleep, the squad captain looked back down at me, "Well, whatever in any case, at least you were within the area to stop Plasmus in time. Who knows what damage he could have done." he smirked.

….um….

I turned around and looked at all the destroyed windows I caused, before looking back at the Captain, "Buu can fix this." I nodded to myself.

The squad captain, unsure what I meant no doubt, expressed confusion.

Author's note; Monster Hunter Wilds has been immensely fun. I started out maining the bow and arrow, the monsters were fun to hunt, and there was even a kick ass soundtrack that just hits you when you fight on the ice map against a monster.

Completed the game, then began maining the Gunlancer. After a round of unlocking all its weapons, I went to the switch axe.

Of course, I could always make artisan weapons, but I liked to try out the other weapons while at the same time making weapons and armor out of their parts.

My only complaint is seeing no Palico chef, but damn if the food doesn't make me hungry.

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Jump City

Franklin Earnest

Funny thing about the multiverse, in one universe you could be some caped vigilante, another you could be a villain, others you can be some ordinary joe blow working at the DMV. For Franklin, unbeknownst to him in the wider multiverse, he was Earnest Franklin, an antihero that cut off his victims beards, and was dubbed the Beard Cutter.

But for this universe? Franklin was an honest lawman, a squad captain that commanded swat teams and police to safeguard Jump City; while he looked vastly different to his counterpart, the 'Beard Hunter', he was nonetheless a man that made sure the criminal scum of his city were behind bars.

As of right now, he was sitting in the passenger seat while his deputy drove to the crashed semi truck that was supposed to not crash and deliver Plasmus's contained human form to his new cell block; accidents happen, but Franklin was also of the mind that the accidents can also be man-made.

For all he knew, some new costumed villain cut the brakes of the crashed semi truck to cause a distraction, you never knew what sort of new psychopath would pop up to try and rob a bank or lab.

Right now though, he needed his men to take care of Plasmus, lives were at stake, he only hoped that weird pink alien kid was around; he cared not for the help from supers, at the end of the day, the city and its people mattered to him, and he needed all the help he could get with these sorts of situations.

While the Swat and Police cars drove behind and alongside the car he was in, it wasn't long before his deputy rounded the corner of a street to finally reach the crash site of the semi-truck; in the distance he could see a cybertic looking teen kid of African descent judging by the small fracking of human skin showing, racking his brain, that must be Victor Stone. He read Silas's file, the poor man lost his wife and almost his son.

He has a wife of his own, and a son, he could sympathize with Silas's situation; Beside Victor Stone, was an unknown gray skinned, pinked haired girl, he hadn't seen her around, so she must be a newcomer to the city. He'd bet his week's pay that she was probably a metahuman, her cautious eyes towards the approaching law enforcement told Franklin enough that she had prior incidents with the law.

As his cop car came to screeching halt, he saw that Buu kid, some alien the Star Labs woke up, all other information had been classified from his snooping; so far, the pink kid has been rather okay living in his city, with the occasional hero activity he did whenever a crime happened in his vicinity, but otherwise, worked at the docks and studied at the library from what his informants have told him.

Little guy was probably trying to figure out how to adapt to life on Earth or something.

Beside the pink alien kid, was a ball containing a sleeping person, and judging by the familiar face inside the pod looking pink thing, it was Otto, all asleep.

Well at least Franklin didn't have to worry about losing men to take down Plasmus.

Majin Buu

I glanced at the pod that Otto was inside of; I frowned a bit, I'd had best remove him out there and take the pod back into myself. Star Labs already has bits of me as well as my blood in their labs, having this much of myself just lying around for others to use was too much.

…I really should see what Star Labs has been doing with my Buu bits and blood…hindsight is twenty twenty, and I wasn't thinking much when I left the lab without taking what they took from me back into myself.

Reaching out to the pod containing Otto, the entire ball shifted a bit and dumped Otto out, while the rest of the pink pod flew back to me; the pink goo became one with me once more, as it slipped under my hoodie and was absorbed back into me.

"You sure that was a good idea, kid?" The Police Squad Captain hollered over at me as he approached me, he towered over me by at most twice my height, making me glance up at him as he stood a few feet away from me; he palmed his sides as he gave me a direct stare, "That might have woken him up." he warned.

I glanced at the now approaching men in hazard suits and the Swat team that Surrounded Otto, and began doing their job of putting the poor dude into a new vat to keep him asleep; Otto kinda has a bit of a Hulk situation going on for him judging by this version of him, a good person when asleep and right as he wakes up, but his villain counterpart was nothing short of mayhem and evil.

No wait, both characters are like Doctor Jekyll and Mister Hyde…I think…

I shrugged at the Captain, giving him a dismissive look, before smirking a bit, "Not worry much, Buu will just deal with goop man again." I answered him, and glanced at the process of men placing Otto into his new Vat, before shutting the top latch, and filling it up with green liquid. Must be some sort of breathable liquid that kept the dude asleep as well.

The Squad Captain grunted at me, before speaking again after scoffing, "Well, in any case, thanks for putting him down, who knows what amount of damage he could have done." he pointedly looked around at all the broken windows in the vicinity.

Thinning my lips a bit at the little possible jab at me, I shrugged and turned around. Focusing my energy into my antennae, I made sure to aim at every broken window and the shards around the area; shortly after, a pink beam shot out from my prehensile antennae and zapped every window back to its prior state.

Looking around, I looked down where my head had impacted the road, where there was now a sizable pothole; aiming my antenna again, I zapped the road and the broken bits to fix the road back up.

Smiling to myself, this was a broken magic ability. I know for a fact that Buu used people in the anime to make his own home, but I think that was just part of Buu not caring about others before Hercule came into the picture.

The Squad Captain whistled a bit of appreciation, before speaking again to me, his gaze directed to the fixed damage of the windows and street "I think this is the first case I've seen a Hero fix the damage he did." he remarked, some amusement in his tone was evident.

Yeah, and I'm pretty sure business is booming in Superman's city with construction companies everytime the caped hero defends his city from a heavy hitter. Hundred Bucks says Lex Luther pays for all the damage in Metropolis to get cutbacks on his taxes or something like that.

…or at least, that's my first thought, I'm not really sure how tax cutbacks work for the wealthy.

The Squad Captain shook his head with a wry smirk, and looked at me, "In any case, stick around while I speak with your friends." He told me while walking off towards Victor and Jinx, "I have a police report to write up, and I need as much eyewitness information about this accident."

…you know, sometimes I forget that being part of the police force involves a lot of documentation…

Later

Star Labs

Jinx

The front doors hissed open, allowing the three of them to enter the front lobby of the building; while most of the building was off limits to any normal civilian, save for the lobby and visitor center, the atmosphere felt quite nice in all fairness in Jinx's opinion.

The earlier confrontation with that Police Captain had led to simple questions of their eyewitness accounts and names, and while Jinx didn't exactly have any serious criminal records from her old home town, she still had a bit of history with Truancy officers and some minor misdemeanors from pranks she pulled that earned her a visit from the police.

Jinx wouldn't put it past the Captain to look up her records, not like she cared, but she wasn't going to be forced to go back home.

When they were allowed to leave the scene, Victor had led the way back to his home to use his phone, before he could ask permission to head into his Dad's lab to ask a few questions in person.

So that led to the situation that was right now, Jinx was treated to the sight of an older looking man of African descent, who was standing out beside the front desk looking over a few things.

The man looked up from the papers, and smiled as his eyes honed in on Victor, "Son! When you called, I was honestly hoping you'd have done so, I saw the news not too long ago."

Victor stepped in ahead of her and Buu, to speak more directly with his dad while Jinx and Buu continued to follow after the teen, "Yeah, Buu had it handled." He thumbed back towards the person in question, she could vaguely imagine Victor was making a smirk with that tone of his.

Victor's dad smiled over at the pink alien, "Well I'm glad you're handling yourself just fine out there, Buu." he noted, earning a response back from Buu.

Frowning before he spoke, Buu grunted "Hmm, had to end fight quickly, sludge man looked too dangerous." he answered, earning a nod from Victor's dad.

The man frowned, "Otto has been one of our patients many times in the past, unfortunately, we have yet to figure out a way to help the poor kid." he shook his head at the end.

To Jinx, that did suck, having to sleep your whole life to keep an alter ego of yourself at bay, "What is he, some metahuman?" She spoke up, curiosity seeping into her tone.

Victor's dad looked at her with a curious glance, then focused on giving her a nod, "While I'm not at liberty to say much on his records, I will say he is in fact a metahuman." He reached out to shake hands with her, "The name's Silas by the way, I wasn't aware my son already had a girlfriend." he smirked a bit.

While Jinx was aware so much of that was not true, and she could tell Silas was joking, it didn't make Victor look any less embarrassed, "Oh come on dad! Dang." He reached up to scratch at his head, "I just met her at some corner of the street, then we ended up going to the same restaurant!" he remarked.

Silas on the other hand gave his son a raised eyebrow, before shaking his head, then looked back at her, "Well, whatever the case is, my son here said you came to this city for some sort of school?" he asked.

Giving the man a hapless shrug, she blew a stray strand of her hair from her face and crossed her arms before speaking with Silas, "Well the more I think about it, the more silly it sounds, a school for gifted kids with powers." she answered him, banking on him to know something at least.

Silas rubbed at his chin covered by a thin beard, before speaking with a curious tone, "That's…I mean…I have submitting out mail to registered metahumans that need help with their powers, in exchange for research on the metagene, but I don't think I recall seeing you on any of our files." he answered her.

Silas then frowned as he looked at her, "But if you're looking a for a school that involves taking in teens with powers…that…would be Hive Academy…" he then seemed to be sizing her up a bit, making a her a bit self conscious, "A very…villainous and hidden academy that grooms teens to become villains."

So…she essentially would have been signing up to learn how to become a villain? Yeah, she could see herself doing that, but the way Silas worded it made her skin crawl.

Wait, then she met up with the wrong duo? Well whoever is running the academy's methods of recruiting teens into the school, needs to be fired.

Glancing at Victor and then at Buu for a second, then back at Silas, she shrugged at the man, meh, at the end of the day, she came here to get away from her hometown, whether she became a villain or a hero, was her own choice in the end. "Whatever." She answered Victor's dad with a drawl, "Well, since I missed my chance, I guess I'll figure things out on my own." she shrugged again, before walking off to leave the lab and the three.

Majin Buu

There was some definite misunderstanding having gone awry with this whole thing involving Jinx, but I do like the thought of messing up canon by trying to encourage her to be a hero rather than a villain. While Jinx was leaving with her back turned towards us, I glanced over at Victor's face, showing visible uncertainty, I wasn't sure.

I do know though, that there was supposed to be chemistry between the two in the show, so I suppose I should be a good wingman here.

I elbowed Victor, earning his attention, "Jinx girl could use friends, yes?" I smirked at him, "Big town, no place to stay, wasn't Victor man's plan inviting her to stay at his home till girl can figure out life?" I encouraged him. I was able to use his name more often this time, as well as Jinx's, but still kept using broken english.

It was like trying to work with the knob frequency of a radio, I would always get some broken English out of my words regardless.

Victor snapped his fingers, and looked over at his dad, who looked back at his son with a raised brow, "If your asking if that girl could borrow the guest room, go ahead." he shrugged, and walked off with his hands in his lab coat pockets, but paused and looked back at him, "And if she's willing, the lab can help her if she wishes to control her powers in exchange for studying her metagene." Silas hollered back as he left afterwards.

Victor's Home

Seeing Victor fumble a bit while trying to play it off all cool to invite Jinx to his home, seemed to work just fine to Jinx when she smirked a bit at Victor's attempt at being suave about the whole thing.

So now here we were, walking into Victor's house, a modest looking place if there was ever one on the east coast. While Jinx placed her suitcase aside atop a couch, she looked around with a critical gaze, "I don't want to be staying here forever, I didn't come here to lodge up with some random people after all." She gruffly remarked, expressing a dispassionate look around the place.

While I stayed near the entrance of the house, Victor walked past Jinx and shrugged while looking over his shoulder, "Well the offer my dad gave still stands, the lab shouldn't be that bad compared to some villain academy." he answered, before walking off into the kitchen.

Victor had of course discussed with Jinx what his dad was offering at the lab.

Jinx glanced over at me while in the background in the kitchen, Victor opened the fridge to grab something. "Did they experiment much on you in the lab, in return for relearning your powers?" she questioned me, her tone of voice expressing uncertainty.

The walk back to Victor's house had been long enough for a few conversations to take place, and among them was the topic that I woke up and stayed at the lab for a week before breaking out. Key topic of that story was that I willingly stayed there for a week, to understand my powers enough, before getting out.

But seeing as how Jinx was a human, and not some walking pile of pink destruction? I'm pretty sure the lab would be less cautious around her, it wasn't like she could conjure up a death ball and decimate the entire planet.

…not like the scientist knew that about me, but they knew for a fact I held enough strength within myself and contained quite a bit of power.

I flashed Jinx an impish smirk, "Is Jinx girl afraid of needles?" I questioned, making her glare a bit at me, "How much does Jinx need help with powers?" I followed up with, "No pressure to do request, but Victor's father man offered help." I shrugged.

Jinx frowned a bit, before sighing with her arms crossed while she plopped herself down into the chair behind her, "I'll think about it, I still need help mastering these powers afterall." She answered while lifting her finger up to show a static looking pink energy swirl around her index finger.

Meanwhile, Victor walked back with three pop cans in hand, two in one and one in the other, "Yo." He nonchalantly tossed me a can, making me catch it out of the air. I looked down at it while he handed the other extra one to Jinx, the brand was 'Doctor Dude'.

That whole name came off as a cheesy way to sell to teens. I raised my brow as I popped mine open and peered into it…it's green…does that mean it's this world's Mountain Dew?

"Something wrong with it dude?" Victor asked me while he opened his up.

I took a quick sip of it, and swallowed the contents down after tasting it. Definitely mountain dew taste. "Buu never tasted this brand yet, that's all." I answered him. Half truth, half lie…wait, now I'm getting an aftertaste of lemon? Weird.

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Planet Tamaran

"Sister!" Koriand'r's voice rang out through the hallways leading up to the throne room, as she stormed past the guards, and entered the room with a slam of the double doors after she shoved them out of her way, "Please!" She clenched her fists with anger and worry as she stomped over to a now vacant throne, with Komand'r standing at the bottom of the steps leading up to the throne seats that once seated the two sisters' father and mother.

While both wore their ornate royal clothes, while sporting the style of how Tamaran's dressed, Komand'r continued to have her back turned towards Koriand'r' with her arms crossed and hands clenched onto her arms; a subtle clenching of her hands happened as Koridand'r marched up towards her, while Komand'r was staring at the empty throne seats her parents once occupied.

A hard and angered gaze was focused on the two seats, for Komand'r, this was not how she wanted to ascend to the throne after the war with the Gordanians; she suggested offering her dearest brother Ryand'r to help cease the war, and bring peace while at the same time giving her the right to ascend to the throne by rite of lineage.

Ryand'r was strong enough like her and any other Tameranean to weather being solve into slaving, until she could gather enough fighters of her own to head out and bust him free from whoever the Godanians sold him off to.

Her dearest brother will hate her, but in the end, peace was made for her people and in turn gave her an instant win for the throne.

Komand'r's hands clenched against her arms, while she heard her dearest sister storm up to her, "Sister! How can you just stand there, while mother and father are gone from our lives!" she shouted in anguish towards her.

Komand'r's eyes glared at the thrones, of course Koriand'r was more emotional than her over their parents, she was the favorite child, while she had to work for everything to gain her parent's affection.

Koriand'r's hand reached onto Komand'r's shoulder, and moved to turn her sister around and face her, "Sister!" she gritted out, with tears falling from the corner of her eyes, while Komand'r's kept a stoic and harsh glare back at her, "Did you not hear me? And not just that, brother dearest was sold off to our former enemies, how can you just stand in this room and not attend the funeral of mother and father at the very least!?" she begged with emotional tears.

Komand'r broke from her stoic look, and snarled at her sister, "I know that, sister, not everyone weeps like you, I'm dealing with it in my own way!" she scowled, and slapped the offending hand off from her shoulder.

A small part of Komand'r did in fact miss her parents, but right now, she needed to start making plans of retrieving her brother to make him hand the line of succession off to her, to make her the official empress of Tamaran. She'd make those Gordanians pay for attacking her people, she would stab them in the back through the peace deal they made, right after she recovers Ryand'r.

Koriand'r glared at her eldest sister, "Then what about our brother!?" she threw her arms out to her sides in exclamation, tears still breaking out from her eyes. She then clenched her fist and held it against her chest while she held her other arm up to the air towards the window where the night sky could be seen, "We've got to do something! He must be suffering under those Gordanians!"

Komand'r narrowed her eyes at her sister, and decided to just be out with it and tell her, "I know." she said through clenched teeth, before speaking more clearly with her sister, "I suggested mother and father hand Brother off to them-"

SLAP

Koriand'r's right hand was now in the direction of her left, after slapping her big sister's face, her own hand was red while Komand'r's face was now red too; the entire room fell silent between the two sisters, "YOU'RE HEARLTESS!" Koriand'r yelled hysterically at her sister, an emotional hurt look was expressed all over her face.

Komand'r's head was currently turned to the side, nothing was expressed, save for a calm look as she stared off to the side, she slowly reached up to touch her stinging face and slowly looked back towards her sister, "...would you have perhaps gone in brother's stead instead…" she slowly narrowed her eyes at Koriand'r, her tone slowly morphing into her anger.

"I…I…yes!" Koriand'r stumbled back, before finding her courage back on the question, she cared enough for her brother to go in his place.

Komand'r however smirked now, "Funny, I was planning on telling mother and father they should hand you off to our enemies, but I had thought otherwise and hand off our brother otherwise." she explained. The irony is that her sister Koriand'r would be willing to go to her brother's place to make peace with the Gordanians, was not lost on her.

Koriand'r's eyes widened, while she stepped back, "Sister, how can you just…do you not love your family at all? How can you just say these things!?" she cried out.

Komand'r glared at her young sister, crossing her arms and sneered, "You keep whining, but I don't hear anything from you about rescuing our brother." she pointed out, glaring at her innocent sister. "Stop asking such ridiculous questions!" she yelled back now.

Koriand'r, having finally had enough patience ran thin with her sister, stomped forward to grab her sister by her collar and pulled her over to her, "I will ask the ridiculous questions! Where is the sister I grew up with! Where is the nice sister that would always save me from trouble! This is not you!" her voice cracked in pain and sadness.

Komand'r slowly reached up to grip her sister's hands, and pry them off, Koriand'r herself letting her sister manhandle her hands while she searched answers from her older sister. Komand'r expressed a frown while giving her young sister a sharp look, "Perhaps, you were just growing up with an innocent outlook on life, dearest sister. I just kept most of myself hidden, what you see now, is what I am." she deftly shoved her sister's hands away.

While Koriand'r's hand's slackened to her sides, Komand'r slipped past her young sister and marched off out of the throne room.

Koriand'r quickly turned around to softly glare at her sister's back, "And what will you be doing now?" she hollered over, unsure where to go on in life from here.

Komand'r stopped right at the closed double doors, and turned her head to look off to the side, but didn't deign to look at her sister, "What do you think, I'm stabbing some Gordanians in the back, and getting dearest brother back." she hissed back, before reaching for the doors and thowing them open to march on out.

For Koriand'r, the entire throne room was silent, and it felt more empty than ever with her parents now gone. She reached up and clenched her fists against her chest, before throwing them down at her sides to catch up with her sister. "You will not go alone!" she yelled after her sister.

Earth

Hive Academy

Adeline Wilson sat at her desk as she went over the various files of new students that would be attending the academy, the selection was often easy to do, considering her academy was able to house more than enough students to be molded and trained into villains for hire; the matter of training them and blitzing them through trials and lessons was a different one altogether, but all in all she's had success with the academy.

Reaching over to flip a folder, she frowned and glanced down at the picture of the young girl named Jinx within the file; she had fired and made sure the idiot that sent out Mammoth and Gizmo to retrieve that girl, was found later by Chesire to make him disappear.

She should have just gone out, and retrieved the girl herself; The headmistress of Hive Academy had kept an eye on most metahuman child through various means, and Jinx was ripe for the taking to induct into her academy, her powers alone were quite good to group up with Gizmo and Mammoth.

Adeline shook her head and placed the folder away, whether the girl was now in the city or not, it mattered not, she had other children to kidnap or induct into her academy; children were afterall easy to mold, to develop their minds into criminal ones, and set off to become viable villains for hire.

The headmistress tapped her finger against her desk, before she reached down to open one of her drawers and pulled out a personal phone; she still wanted someone to complete the group she intended to make with Gizmo and Mammoth as star pupils.

Gizmo was a genius with his gadgets, while Mammoth supplied the muscle of the team, an additional member to the duo would boost their efficiency quite well. Adeline's thumb dialed through a set amount of numbers, before she placed the phone up against her ear.

The line rang a few times, before a familiar voice to her spoke with tempered calmness that seeped with authority, "Adeline." a masculine tone spoke, "I'm a bit surprised, it's been a while since you called this number of mine, besides our more…public one you have with the academy." the man remarked, expressing some curiosity into his tone.

Adeline's throat clenched a bit, old memories of them together resurfacing, before she calmed herself to be more straightforward with her ex-husband, "Yes, well, I was hoping to use our more personal contact number to discuss a matter I have with the academy." She answered him, keeping herself calm.

Slade made an annoyed grunt on the other end of the call, before he spoke back, "My answer is the same as the last time, I'm not going to be some teacher at your academy. I have other things to do, than teach some kid villains how to wield a knife, muchless how to take over a city or rob a bank." he answered her.

A wry smirk found its way on Adeline's lips, the image of her ex-husband being a teacher at her academy, did bring her some amusement, given his hardass nature, "Perish the thought, I was actually calling in to see if you'd like to send in your daughter." she offered with her mouth back to its thin straight line.

"...Rose is still in training, I'd rather not have her come with me to Jump City yet." He answered her, some hesitation in his tone of voice.

Adeline's eyes widened a bit, before schooling her features, giving her phone she held up to her ear a sideways look, "You…you're coming to Jump City?" she asked, expressing some surprise. "I…I thought you were still doing business in Gotham?"

"I was. Had some business to do a contract with the Penguin to gather up some capital." Slade answered her.

Adeline sighed to herself, before she looked off into the air as she leaned back in her chair, "I see…well, in that case, wouldn't that be more of a reason to let Rose finish her training in my academy?" She questioned Slade, whether he'd take the offer or not, it didn't matter, she had other teens that could complete the team with Gizmo and Mammoth

Adeline turned in her chair to continue leaning back into it, while she gazed up a bit, her fingers idly tapped on her desk, "She wouldn't be that far from you after all in the end, and my academy offers plenty of lectures that would suit her villain career."

"...I'll consider it…so long you're offering the lessons for free, cause from the sounds of it, you need a rising star in your school." Slade chided her, already onto what Adeline needed from the conversation.

She sat up straight, earning in her tone as she spoke with her ex-husband, "Well, knowing she comes from you, I would hope she would be the best candidate to be the leader of any group I place her up with." she answered, while she returned her chair to its position towards her desk, "I have other candidates of course, but I wanted to ask you first for your daughter to be among my students, before I tried other options."

Slade chuckled with mirth on the other end of the call, before he answered back to Adeline, "I do need to instruct her on certain lessons involving many other things, but I will be busy once I get started setting up in Jump City…" A pause in Slade's voice, made Adeline know he was now thinking more on it.

"Hrm, very well, expect Rose to arrive next month, I'm still helping her with a few things on my own end." Slade finally decided on the decision, making Adeline smile a bit, "Expect me there as well when she comes" He ended the call then, making Adeline glare a bit at her phone as she pulled it away from her phone.

While their marriage ended on a sour note, things between them softened back to a more amicable relationship over the decades. "Would it kill him to at least say goodbye?" she asked herself, before stowing her phone back into her desk drawer.

Jump City, Library

Majin Buu

It was another day, and right now, I want to try and fix this stupid speech of mine. That's why right now, I was sitting in one of the library's private rooms with a laptop on the table playing a disc for speech instruction.

"Repeat after me, She sells seashells on the sea shore." A robotic feminine tone instructed me.

…Um, I don't think I got the right lessons here. I frowned a bit, this was more like a tongue twister thing. Screw it. "She sells seashells on the sea shore." I grouched out, before closing the program, this was both embarrassing and annoying. Clicking the button on the side of the laptop to eject the disc out, I picked out and placed the CD into its sleeve, before shutting the laptop's disc tray closed and the laptop itself after shutting it too down.

I reached up to pull my head apart into two, before smooshing it back into one in anger; I said the words just fine, but this was not good enough to get this stupid mental block or whatever it was to cease making me speak in broken english.

Whoever put my soul in this body, did a shoddy job. My only conclusion right now, is that Buu's own simple minded way of speaking is so ingrained in his body, that's my best assumption.

Leaning back into my chair, I crossed my arms with an annoyed scowl, "I…need…to…speak…right…this…is…bull…crap!" I slowly spoke out.

….

"Buu needs to speak right!"

Damn it! I did it fine the first try while being slow. I scrunch my nose up in disdain towards my situation. I do remember that the original Kid Buu spoke well enough to show he understood how to speak, but it was just simple speak with the few times he did say anything.

I tapped my fingers against my arms, before deciding to get out and eat something. I really wanted to fix this speech of mine, but my stomach was yearning for something sugary right now. Perhaps I could find an ice cream place…nah, I'll just turn some trash out from a bin and try and make my own.

Collecting my things and exiting out from one of the rooms the library offered the visitors to use for studying and other things, I walked out into the third floor and headed for the stairs.

"Excuse me." A familiar voice prompted my attention, making me cease my steps, and turned around to glance in the direction of the nearby bookshelf aisle I was walking past. I tried to school my features as best as I could, as there stood Raven, dressed in her blue over cape or whatever it was that she wore, while keeping its hood over her head. The only thing visible were her eyes and lower mouth and cheeks.

She only had to look down a bit to look me in the eyes, "hmm? Need something from Buu?" I questioned her.

Raven seemed to be inspecting me for a second, before answering me with a frown, "How are you containing that much chaotic energy in yourself?" she asked me, expressing a drawl and dry tone, while at the same time some curiosity dripping into it. "I was able to feel it the instant I came to this town, what are you?" she followed up with a narrowed eyed look.

I frowned back at her, "Nosey dark girl, questions too hard to answer." I answered her with a shrug while keeping the borrowed laptop under my arm.

…I wonder if I can create a working PC…a test for later.

Raven let out an annoyed grunt, while looking off to the side, before looking back at me, "Sorry, it's just that, when I came to this town earlier today, it was like being hit by a wall of chaotic chakra, or something like that." she shrugged.

I blinked at that, before I spoke again with her, "hrm…Buu uses, Ki, not Chakra." I answered her, before taking my leave. Already I could feel her following me, making me pause and look over at her.

Raven lifted a book in her hand, "Sorry, I'm not following you, just checking out." She offered me the explanation for why she was following after me.

I smell bullcrap here, and I'm not a farmer. I narrowed my eyes at Raven, and spoke, "Dark girl excuses, you were following Buu into library, simply picked book up as well for reason to be in Library." I accused her lightly. I wasn't trying to be mean here, just trying to be straight with what she was probably doing right now.

Offering another haphazard shrug, Raven spoke again, "True, but I did want to visit Earth's library when I came here." she answered, showing her book's title. 'The Occult and its histories on Earth'.

Knowing Raven, she was the book type, and I don't doubt that was what she did when she came to Earth, before the events set forth for the Titans to form.

Silence strained between us, before I decided to speak with her, "...Dark lady know's Buu's name, right? What's your's?" I questioned.

Raven glanced off to the side, before she looked back at me, seemingly having been in quick thought before she'd answer, "Raven…just Raven." she answered me, before she walked off past me, but not before turning around, "Oh, and sorry for following you around, I was curious about your chaotic energy." she offered, before walking off again.

I kinda feel like an ass now, for accusing her for what she admitted to doing; I wasn't about to be left on my own by one of Cartoon Network's best Goth chick, without saying my own sorry…best goth chick beside Blackfire, but Raven was around more in the show so she had more impact.

"Raven girl, wait, Buu needs say sorry too." I grouche a bit out as marched after Raven in a hurry, while keeping a low voice for the library.