Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Normal Friends from Strange Places ❯ The Attack... of the Evil Cookie! ( Chapter 7 )

[ P - Pre-Teen ]

Normal Friends From Strange Places
Chapter Six
By Maria Cline

"My lord, things are going according to plan. The warriors are gathering and they show great potential." A woman said as she bowed to a figure shorter than her. They were both hidden in shadows.

"Good. Execute plan beta. Make sure no one recognizes you, Kyuushi, it is vital to the plan."

"Yes, my lord." The woman said as her dark wings spanned out and she vanished.

"For all our sakes you must succeed, my angel." The figure whispered as he vanished as well.

*****

It was a quiet day as Trey showed up at school. Again he noticed a large group of students pointing and gawking. "Not again." He moaned as he thought about yesterday and all the chaos caused by Bardock's 'visit'.

He ran up and made his way through the crowd and facefaulted at the sight. Standing in the middle, was Videl, in her usual outfit but covered in turtle shells. There was a giant purple turtle shell on her back, a pair of smaller turtle shells on her forearms, a pair of similar turtle shells on her ankles, and even a turtle shell helmet on her head. "Not... one... word..." Videl growled as she glared up at Trey who managed to stand back up.

"Nice shells... Master Roshi gave you those?" Trey asked as he snickered at Videl's new outfit.

"Hey, guys! What's the..." Gohan asked as he looked at Videl and said, "Wow! That's a great outfit, Videl! Turtle shells really suit you."

Videl and everyone else looked at him like he lost his brain. With anyone else, she would think that he was making fun but Gohan looked so honest in his comment. "You... like this outfit?" Videl asked as she gestured to her turtle based outfit.

"You bet! Is it the latest fashion or something?" Gohan asked as he looked at the outfit from different angles.

Videl sweat dropped and said, "No... these are weights. I'm wearing them to get stronger." She sighed when she realized that she was talking to someone who probably never even know what martial arts are and explained, "You see... as fighters, some fighters wear weights to make their bodies work out harder. So, I'm training to be stronger by wearing these weights." She said in simple terms that any idiot should understand.

"Yeah..." Trey agreed as he smirked at the fact that Gohan himself had done similar training with Piccolo's shoulder weights while he was training for the Cell games. **Videl is still so clueless!** He thought.

"Maybe, you should try this." Sharpener suggested, "That way, you don't have to rely on tricks."

"I don't rely on tricks." Trey grumbled, "I trained my body and mind to their hardest!"

"Sure... bandana boy." Sharpener smirked.

"Just leave him alone. Trey's one of the strongest guys I know!" Gohan spoke up startling everyone with his sudden aggression.

"How do you know? You're not even a fighter!" Videl exclaimed.

Gohan opened his mouth and then closed it. He wanted to let them know that he was a fighter. He was one of the most powerful fighters in the universe. But, he wanted to lead a normal life and he can't have that if everyone knows the things he can do. "Well... even a non-fighter could tell how strong Trey is." Gohan said as Trey just walked away. "Hey, Trey! Wait up!" Gohan urged as he bolted after his friend.

"Those two are weird." Sharpener muttered.

"I know..." Videl muttered as she hefted the shell on her back and slowly made her way to the school. Every part of her body ached as the shells kept her down. She wanted to get rid of the weights but she wanted to prove the old man wrong.

**flashback**

Videl stared at turtle shells almost dumbfounded. "Turtle shells?" she repeated.

"Weights... makes a good warrior strong." Master Roshi said as he held the largest weight up. "Want me to..." He drooled slightly, "put it on for you?"

Videl glared at the shorter man and snatched the shell away and nearly dropped it on the beach. "How much does this thing weight?" She asked almost dumbfounded.

"Quite a bit..." Master Roshi said as Videl slipped on the turtle shells. She immediately went down to the ground.

"I can't wear all this!" Videl exclaimed as she tried to get up. "I can barely move!"

"Heh... that is what separates the true fighters from the wannabes... the true fighter would just use grit his (or her) teeth and deal with it!" Master Roshi proclaimed.

"Hey, Goku and I wore turtle shells like that when I was thirteen..." Krillian said, "We wore those heavy things all the time, except when we sleep... while we're plowing... doing construction work... milk delivery while being chased by large dinosaurs... and some of the harder parts of training."

Videl's jaw dropped as she walked in a circle, trying to adjust to the massive weight. "You're... kidding..." She muttered, "You and Goku did that while you were kids?! I don't believe it!" She was shocked. How could someone so short handle wearing heavy weights while doing construction work? When she was thirteen, she just worked out at a gym every day and she thought that she trained hard.

"It's true..." Master Roshi said, "I would do the same to you... but you had schoolwork and that police community service. So, I'm just giving you the turtle shells. It's up to you to train with those things on."

"No way... no one could survive anything you told me about." Videl insisted.

Master Roshi took his staff and whacked Videl on the head. Videl gasped in pain as she held her head. "A true fighter is also open minded! You must not underestimate your own potential just by what you saw what others can do! The potential of humans are something that cannot be based on popular belief of one man!" The old man nodded firmly as he turned his back. "Even if he is your father." He muttered just loud enough for her to hear.

Videl turned her head and grabbed the man by the shoulder. "What do you mean?! My father is great! He's the most powerful warrior in the world! He saved all of us from Cell!"

"Young lady..." Master Roshi said as he turned around. Videl could swore that he was weeping behind the sunglasses. "There are many faces of truth out there... many that are accepted lies or half-truths, if you want to surpass your human potential... you must understand the world around you with your own eyes and not with the eyes of your father. No matter how great you believe him to be, you must remember that there is always someone stronger that yourself and even the best can be bested..."

"I... don't understand..." Videl muttered almost shaken by the old man's words. It struck her to her core, could there be someone stronger than her father? What did Master Roshi mean by 'many faces of truth'?

"I have said enough." Master Roshi said as he bowed his head down. "You must endure the turtle shells for one month... you can't take them off except when sleeping and bathing... and I don't want to hear anything about looking goofy in that outfit! A true fighter doesn't care about looking good... just about being stronger!"

"But... the criminals... I can't fight crime like this! I'll be defenseless!" Videl insisted.

"Well... I see your point... you would be fairly vulnerable at first... go to Bulma Briefs! She'll help you out! She was best friends with Goku and can rig up something to protect you until you can fight with the shells on."

Videl struggled to process all of the information in her mind. "Hold it... you know Bulma Briefs? The famous inventor and corporation president? How can she know a... turtle hermit like you?"

"Long story... we just bumped into each other..." Master Roshi sighed as he thought about Bulma's exquisite form and then remembered a certain alien prince who would kill him for even thinking like that. "Oh well... any questions?"

"None... but I still don't like fighting criminals like this... I won't be at my hundred percent!" Videl insisted worried about the citizens of Satan City. She was the main defender of Satan City and if she was incapacitated, the city will be defended by a posing super strong goofball and a gun trotting mercenary.

"Ha! Any idiot can defend himself in perfect condition, but a real fighter can handle himself with a broken body! In fact..." Master Roshi stroked his beard, "Goku had defeated Piccolo with two broken arms and two broken legs!"

Videl gawked at Master Roshi. "How could anyone fight without being able to move?" Videl asked.

"Goku used the power from within." Master Roshi replied, "The power from within is a great force to be reckoned with!"

"No..." Videl shook her head. "I don't believe in that... my father told me that it was just a bunch of tricks!"

Master Roshi frowned deeply. "If you don't believe in it... then it is not real to you. And if you do not understand the world around you... I'm afraid you will never fulfill your potential... you better go now, Videl... just keep those shells on for a month... not for me, but for yourself! Remember, do not base the world on what you were told but what you see and hear!"

Master Roshi and Krillian walked off and went back into his house, leaving Videl alone with her thoughts.

**End flashback**

Videl shook her head as she managed to get to her locker. Master Roshi was a very complicated old man. At times, he seemed like a dirty old man who just likes to lay around 'reading' magazines and other times, he was an wise elder who had seen many things. While he doesn't make much sense, something in her believe that it was important to her. She walk on, wearing weights that's heavier than she is.

*****

"You okay, Trey?" Gohan asked concerned as Trey was getting his stuff from his locker.

"Yeah... I'm okay." Trey muttered as he carefully closed the locker. "I've heard worst."

"Oh..." Gohan muttered as he decided not to say anything more. Trey always seemed to be regarded as a son of a trickster and he hear the comments all the time with his sensitive ears. He tried to ignore them but couldn't help it. Trey was his best human friend and seeing him in pain causes him pain. But, he knew that he have to cheer Trey up somehow. "Well... wanna go to that big bake sale after school?"

"You mean the one for the missing wall?" Trey asked as he closed his eyes again. "Oh man... I think we better come along... just in case."

"Yeah... could you imagine what kind of chaos our moms can cause?" Gohan asked as he remembered how his mother punched out his science teacher for accusing her of being an alien. "Oh man... but... she could cook up a storm... I bet she'll bring the most food there."

"No way... my mom is an over compensator... when she cooks for bake sales, she makes more than the other moms..." Trey boasted.

"My mom cooks enough for me, my two grandpas, and my little bro... she'll bring the most!"

"No, my mom will!"

"My mom!"

"No, my mom!"

The two started to get into an argument about which will bring the most food when Videl stepped in, "What are you two arguing about?"

"Which mom will bring the most food." Gohan replied as he rubbed his head. "My mom is a great cook!"

"And so is my mom."

"What about your mom?" Gohan asked curiously, "Will she cook up anything?"

Videl looked down and said, "My parents are divorced... my mom is lives in a far off village in the north and I don't usually visit there often."

"Oh... sorry... I had no idea..." Gohan said as he turned red from asking such a difficult question. "Why didn't you visit your mom?"

"Too far north... it's very hard to get there." Videl replied, "Besides, my mother didn't believe that Dad saved the world. It was a hard divorce... I wish I could talk to her once in a while."

"I know how it is too... my dad had been dead for several years and I wish I could talk to him once in a while too." Gohan comforted as he put a hand on Videl's shelled shoulder.

Videl looked at Gohan oddly and asked, "What do you mean? Do you believe that there is some sort of afterlife in which you and your father can talk to each other?"

"Of course!" Gohan insisted, "I- *humph*!" Trey quickly put his hand over Gohan's mouth.

"He's into mystical stuff... comes from his mother's side of the family." Trey said as Gohan struggled in his grip. **Gohan... normal people don't talk to the dead on a regular basis!**

"Okay..." Videl said as Trey released his grip on Gohan's mouth. "Gohan... you are one complicated man... was your father as odd as your mother?"

Gohan looked to the side and replied, "Nah... he just loved to work out every day before he went off to the Next Dimension."

"Next... what?"

"Before he died." Trey translated.

"How did he die?" Videl asked curious about Gohan's own odd past.

"He..." Gohan's eyes teared up as he remembered how his father died. His father sacrificed his life to save the world from Cell's self destruction. What made the death even harder to handle was the fact that if Gohan had not 'played' with Cell so much, Goku would still be alive, Goten would have a father and Bardock would have his son. "died in an accident. I'd rather not talk about it." He looked down as he wiped away his tears. His heart ached as he lied. He wanted so much for the entire world to know of Goku's sacrifice. To know that they owe Goku their lives and to at least remember him. But, he wanted to live a normal life and for that to happen, the secret must be maintained, no matter the price.

Videl and Trey was stunned at Gohan's expression. Gohan was usually so bright and cheerful. True, he does act a bit naive at times but he always seem to have a grin on his face. Now Gohan looked guilt stricken, like the entire world rested on his shoulders and he was afraid to trip. "I'm... sorry." Videl whispered as she put a comforting hand on Gohan's forearm.

Gohan shook his head and grinned. "That's okay! I know for a fact that Dad's having fun in the Next Dimension!"

"How can you be so sure that there is even a Next Dimension?!" Videl almost screamed, "There is no scientific proof that something like that even exists!"

"Well..." Gohan and Trey gulped as they realized that normal people don't know other people who had a great deal of experience being dead. To normal people, death is permanent.

"It is faith." Kai Shi said as she stepped forward. "Sometimes, there are things that can't be explained but must be accepted." Her covered eyes scanned the group. "After all... there are things in this universe that isn't seen but is accepted anyway... you cannot deny something that exists simply because you can't see it or feel it... if you do, then reality and it's possibilities are small to you and you will be confined in based facts and you cannot grow."

Trey, Gohan, and Videl sweat dropped as the girl nodded. "... Kai..." Trey muttered astounded by such a speech, "where did you learn that?"

Kai Shi smiled secretly. "That is something that you must understand for yourself."

Trey came forward and said, "well... you are a very perceptive girl... much more than most girls your age."

Kai Shi just shrugged. "I... have an old soul. I must go to class..." She walked off with books in her arms.

Videl and Gohan kept on staring at Videl said, "Why is it that this school attracts weird new kids?"

"I... hey! I'm still new here!" Gohan exclaimed at the top of his lungs. "I'm not weird!"

"Your grandfather was an evil warlord." Videl commented.

"He wasn't evil! He was... just very strong!"

"And I heard your mother punched out the science teacher..."

"She only did that twice!"

"And how did you scare off that substitute teacher?"

"I didn't! He insulted my father and Mom threw him out the window!"

Videl and Trey paled as Videl repeated, "Threw him out the window?!"

Gohan gulped as he realized that everyone is thinking that his mother is an overzealous woman who throws men out of windows and punch out teachers. "It was only on the first floor! He wasn't even hurt!" Gohan insisted.

"Come on, it's almost time for class." Trey said as he interrupted the heated argument. "It's still in the gym."

"Oh..." Gohan took his books and asked Videl, "Want me to carry your books for you?"

Videl shook her head. The gesture was nice but if she accepted Gohan's help, she wouldn't be working her hardest and prove to the old man that she is a wannabe. "Nah... compared to these weights, these books are light."

"Cool..."

The group walked to the gym. Videl stopped a couple of times to rest. Gohan stayed with her just in case she needed help. Every time, he offered to help her, she refused. She wanted to deal with these weights herself and prove that she is a true fighter. Finally, they made it to the gym and sat at their seats.

"Hello, class." Ms. Glish said as she came up. "I'm glad that things went smoothly while I was out sick, except for the wall..." She grimaced as she remembered watching the news report. "Anyway... I want all of you to write a 'thank you' note to Maria for her services." She glanced at Videl and asked, "What are you wearing?"

"Training weights." Videl replied as she adjusted her helmet, "They help me get stronger."

"Oh... well... the defender of Satan City must keep in good shape." Ms. Glish said, "Now... write the note... and then read the story 'The Attack of the Royal Demons' and answer the questions at the end of the story."

*****

The day went by and then gym rolled around. Videl moaned as she made it to gym again. The shells weight a ton but she had to keep it on. Every time she felt the urge to take off the shells, she could hear Master Roshi's voice in her head about the difference between true fighters and wannabes. "I am a true fighter. I am a true fighter." She chanted.

"Hello, class!" Yamcha said as he and Puar came up. "Now... yesterday, we didn't have a chance to have class due to the... *ahem* trouble regarding a visitor... but today, we will be doing some martial..." Yamcha trailed off when he noticed Videl's shell. "Hey... are you a student of Master Roshi?"

Videl looked around and nodded. Most of the other teachers didn't know but this man seemed to know a great deal. Suddenly, she remembered her research on the Tournament. "Hey! You're Yamcha, one of the Tournament's senior fighters!"

Yamcha flinched at the mention of senior. True, he was old enough to be the students' father but he was very much in his prime. "Yeah... I did enter the tournament a few times..." Yamcha trailed off. "But, I'm retired now."

"Did you know Hercule Satan personally?" Erasa asked perky.

"Not really." Yamcha replied as he winced. He wasn't a fan of Hercule and didn't like the fact that he took credit for Gohan's hard work, "I wasn't in the 24th Tournament. But... I was a student of Master Roshi and I know for a fact only the legendary Turtle Hermit would use turtle shells as weights."

"Yeah... he did..." Videl muttered. Suddenly, her face brightened. If Yamcha knew Master Roshi, there was a good chance that he knew Goku. "Did you know Goku? The winner of the 23rd Tournament?"

Yamcha opened his mouth and Trey said telepathically, **Don't say anything... she thinks that Goku is Saiyanman and is trying to find out all she can... if she knows about Goku being Gohan's father...**

Yamcha nodded and said, "Hmmm... well... I met him when I was a teenager... but that was a very long time ago. To be honest... I haven't seen him in the past seven years." **Because he was dead.** Yamcha thought, "But now is not the time for talk. I will teach you about self defense. Now... who here have martial arts training?"

Trey and Videl rose their hands immediately. Gohan looked around and rose his hand too. "I... had some self defense lessons." Gohan replied.

"I see..." Yamcha nodded as he looked at the rest of the class. Most of the students didn't raise their hands. Then, a young goth girl rose her hand. Yamcha's heart froze as he stared at the woman. There was something about her that reminded him of the time he was killed by the Sabiman.

"I had some martial arts training as well." Kai Shi explained.

"Gah... good." Yamcha gulped as Puar noticed Yamcha's temporary fear. "What is your name?"

"Kai Shi." Kai Shi replied.

Yamcha's heart pounded as every martial arts instinct screamed at him in fear. **Kai Shi 'Mysterious Death' in Japanese'.** He thought morbidly. **Is she some kind of... Nah... it can't be...**

The three stood up and Yamcha glanced at Videl who was having a hard time. "Okay... now... Videl... are you up to this? I understand if you are having a hard time with those weights."

Videl gritted her teeth as she shook her head. "No... I want to do this. I want to prove that I'm a true fighter like Goku and my father..."

Yamcha could see the fire in the woman's eyes. The same type of determination that could only be compared to Chi Chi's. "There's hope for you yet." He commented, "Okay! Partner up! Gohan and Trey and Kai Shi and Videl... I'll show you the proper defense and what to do if someone attacks you."

Trey and Gohan faced each other eagerly. It as the first time that they will do anything similar to sparing. They stared at each other, observe their opponent's weaknesses and stance.

"Okay..." Yamcha said, "Now... Trey, pretend to attack Gohan, Gohan counter attack."

"All right!" Trey came up and throw a slow punch at Gohan. Suddenly, Gohan's ki flared as he dodged the punch and flipped the triclops over.

The students gulped as Trey found himself on his back. "Gohan... I was pretending." Trey growled as he got up and made sure his bandana is still on his head, "Let me show you how it's done!" He screamed as he lashed out a fast punch at Gohan. Gohan dodged again and started punching back. Trey and Gohan's battle instincts took over as they exchanged blows so loud they echoed in the walls.

"Yamcha... they're fighting!" Puar squeaked.

"I know... damn it... I thought Gohan's in control." Yamcha whispered as Videl and everyone else gawked at the fight.

"Ya!" Gohan screamed as he did a round house at Trey. Trey caught Gohan's foot and flipped him over. Gohan smirked and cupped his hands to the side in a classic 'Kamehameha' pose.

The warrior recognized the pose and ran in front of Gohan hoping that the teen's human half would stop him from blasting Yamcha into the Next Dimention. "Hold it!" Yamcha boomed before Gohan could even mutter the classic chant and possibly damage the gym with a good ki blast. "That's enough demonstration!"

Gohan stopped and looked down at his hands and then at his fellow classmates. "Oops." He squeaked.

"That's basic self defense?!" Sharpener exclaimed in shock.

"A little something his mother taught him!" Trey finished as he straightened out his bandana.

"Remind me, never to mess with this guy's mom." Erasa whispered, "She sounds dangerous."

Videl just stood there. Gohan and Trey fought like it was natural to them. She had sparred with Trey in the past and Trey was obviously working hard at Gohan. "Oh boy..."

"Mr. Troy, Mr. Son, may I speak to you in private?" Yamcha said coldly. "Puar, could you continue for me?"

"Okay!" Puar saluted.

"This way..." Yamcha said as he pointed to the weight room.

Trey and Gohan gulped as they followed the man.

Kai Shi rose an eyebrow and commented, "The urge to fight is strong within them... even in practice they get absorbed into the fight... cool..."

After entering the weight room, Yamcha closed the doors behind him and glared at the two despite the fact that they could beat him up in a heartbeat. "Okay... what's the deal?!"

Trey and Gohan glanced at each other. "Sorry...I... overreacted." Gohan said as he rubbed his head. "I... guess it was just those darn saiyan battle instincts."

"It was my fault too..." Trey confessed, "I always hear how strong Gohan was but I wanted to experience it myself."

"I didn't mean to fight back like that... it just came to me." Gohan explained.

Yamcha rolled his eyes as he looked at the two teenagers. They were both fighters in nature, despite the fact that Gohan fought so hard to bury it. Gohan's battles had always been to either train or to save the world. He never sparred for fun or demonstration. Trey, was the same way. He was always serious in his training. "Well... boys will be boys... even super powerful ones... just don't show it..." He glared at Gohan. "Control yourself. Or I'll have to tell Chi Chi..."

"Oh man! No! I'll behave!" Gohan pleaded.

"Good. Let's get back." Yamcha said and then glanced at the two again. "Say... that Kai Shi... did you two by any chance know her?"

"She's new here. She did seem a little odd." Trey said, "She had that feeling around her... like a fog."

"I feel the same way." Gohan added, "Kai Shi... is strange... her power is odd..."

"Hmmm..." Yamcha held his sides. "Well... maybe it's not important but maybe it is... just be careful around her."

"No problem!" Gohan saluted as they went out the room.

They came back to the class where Puar was showing how to do a defense stance. "We're back!" Yamcha said as Gohan and Trey sat down. "Now... let's continue..."

"How did you do that?" Videl asked Gohan, "I thought you don't know martial arts!"

"Well... I know a little." Gohan laughed as he rubbed his head. "You know... for self defense."

"I think your mother did a good job with that." Erasa said, "Was your mother a fighter?"

"Umm... no... she's just a content housewife. She quit fighting a long time ago!" Gohan said as he put both hands behind his head.

Videl frowned. "She punched out a guy."

"He was weak." Gohan insisted.

"Look, Gohan just have a strong mother. It doesn't mean that he's a fighter." Trey said as he went between the two. "Leave him alone."

Videl crossed her arms. Gohan was hiding more than he should. How could someone so nice and peaceful fight like that? The counterattack Gohan did was completely instinctive.

**The short man said, "A true martial artist don't let appearances fool them." I wonder if this applies to Gohan...** Videl thought suspiciously.

"Mr. Yamcha, may I use the phone for a moment? I have to call my father." Kai Shi asked as she stepped forward.

"Can it wait till after class?" Yamcha said as he looked at the clock. There were still forty minutes left in period.

"No... I will be fast." Kai Shi insisted.

"Fine... but be back here in five minutes."

"That is enough time." Kai Shi said as she dashed off. As soon as she was gone, everyone sighed in relief.

"That girl... is scary." Yamcha muttered as he sweat dropped. "Oh well... now..."

Videl's watched beeped and Trey and Gohan looked up as their mini-radios beeped as well.

"*Videl! We need your help! Something freaky is going on at the bakery!!!*"

"Something freaky?" Videl repeated.

"Pies!!! They're attacking the customers!"

"Pies? I'm on my way!" Videl said as she tapped on her radio. She looked at Yamcha and said, "It's part of my community service. I'm the official defender of Satan City."

"Well... I can't stop Satan City's defender from doing her job. Just be careful." Yamcha warned as Videl ran off.

Gohan, Trey, and Yamcha exchanged looks. They all know that Videl is strong but ghosts are something that she can't handle. "Gohan... Trey... you two trouble makers will sit in the hall." Yamcha said as he pointed to the door and winked.

Trey and Gohan nodded and went out.

"Sure is handy having a teacher who knows our true identities." Trey commented as they looked around for a convenient place to transform. They rushed into the bathroom and came out as Saiyanman and Trigun.

"Now, to save Videl!" Saiyanman boomed as he posed. He flew out of the building at super speed and Trigun rushed behind him.

"Hey, Saiyanman, I can't fly as Trigun remember?!" Trigun screamed as he ran behind him.

"Oh man..." Saiyanman moaned as he flew back and picked up the warrior. "Why can't you fly as Trigun?"

"I just can't." Trigun said as he held on to Saiyanman. "It's hard to explain..."

"Oh boy..."

*****

Videl wasn't having a good day. Her back ached as she landed the helicopter and came out.

"Ms. Satan!" The police officer cried out when he looked at the woman. "What's that you're wearing?"

"Turtle shells... long story..." Videl commented, "Okay... what's going on?"

The officer pointed to a bakery where huge cakes floated out of the door and rushed at the two. Videl took off her shell and held it up and the cake splattered all over the shell. "These baked goods started causing this chaos! It's freaky!"

"I see..." Videl muttered as she got up and a banana cream pie crashed into her face. She wiped her face and scowled. "There's no way... the official defender of Satan City will not be defeated by... a banana cream pie!" She got up, put on her shell, and walked up to the store. "Hold it right there!" She ordered as she held up her badge. "Whoever is responsible, show yourself!"

"She sure is gutsy." Officer Monday admired.

"She is the daughter of the champion. It runs in the blood." Officer Tuesday replied.

Videl stood there as she tensed. This was one of the strangest assignments she ever had. She can handle human criminals with guns and even animaloids but how can she fight a haunted bakery?

"Hold it right there, evil bakery!" A familiar voice boomed as Videl moaned and everyone looked up to see a pair of figures standing on the rooftop. "Evil bakery, I am..." he paused as he posed, "THE NEW AND IMPROVED GREAT SAIYANMAN!!! On behalf of Saiyans everywhere, I punish you!"

The other figure just shook his head as put on his sunglasses. "And I'm Trigun... Saiyanman... did you threaten a bakery?"

"Everyone must follow the rules, even bakeries." Saiyanman reasoned.

"Saiyanman? Trigun?" Videl asked as Saiyanman and Trigun landed onto the street and Saiyanman saluted.

"Hiya, Videl! What do you think of my new costume?" Gohan asked as he posed. "Isn't it cool?"

"It's..." Videl muttered as she looked up and down the warrior. "Interesting..."

"Ha ha ha!!!" A high pitched voice screeched as the group looked up to see the baked goods flew high into the air and swirled around. "Foolish heroes, do you think you can stop me... the Evil Cookie!"

"Evil Cookie?" Trigun repeated, "We are facing our first supervillian in this series and he calls himself 'The Evil Cookie'?"

"Hey!" A young woman appeared from the whirlwind of sweets, wearing a scantily-clad version of a baker's outfit with a large chef's hat on. She was covered in flour and barely anything else. "I'm a supervillianess!"

"And she dresses like she's from an anime." Trigun sighed as he rolled all three of his eyes.

"Trigun, what's an anime?" Saiyanman asked as Trigun and Videl facefaulted.

"Anime... you know, one of those Japanese cartoons that involves women with big..." Trigun paused and glanced at Videl and continued, "eyes and action... very mature..." Trigun tried to explain. "In fact... I think there's one about a little kid and a teenaged woman who goes around collecting seven magical artifacts... but that's some dumb cartoon show."

"Right..." Saiyanman nodded. "Okay, Evil Cookie, prepare to be dunked!" At that moment, Trigun, Videl, and the police moaned at the pun.

"Lame, Saiyanman, lame..." Videl muttered as she held up her badge. "Okay, Ms... Cookie, I am placing you under arrest for public disorder, attacking the police..." She looked up and down the woman, "And indecent exposure... now surrender peacefully and you will be dealt with a speedy trial."

"I don't think so!" The Evil Cookie laughed as she rose her hands. The whirlwind of baked goods stopped and from the center came a giant white cake humanoid that resembled a giant snowman. "Attack, my loyal monster!"

"Holy overindulgence!" Saiyanman exclaimed, "That's... one giant monster!"

"It's just a giant cake." Trigun growled as he got out a bazooka, "And all cakes crumble." The bazooka boomed and a giant missile launched itself at the monster. The monster exploded into a million sweet pieces. "That's that." Trigun said as he blew the top of his machine.

"Don't count your cookies before they're baked." The Evil Cookie said as the pieces pulled themselves together and the monster roared.

"Oh great... it's like Cell..." Saiyanman moaned, "But sweeter..."

"Blowing it up isn't the answer." Videl said, "The best way to destroy a cake is with water." She turned over to the police. "Gather as many firefighters as possible!"

The police officer nodded and called on the radio. "Attention all firefighters in the area! We need as many units as possible to help us battle a giant cake monster."

"*Roger that, a giant cake monster? Description?*"

"It's about five stories tall... have a cake like texture... chocolate frosting..." The officer rambled and then Videl snatched the radio.

"Just get those hoses down here, now!"

"*Yes, Ms. Satan.!*"

At once, several fire trucks showed up and several fire fighters came up. Fireman Blaze came up to Videl and said, "We're here."

"Good." Videl instructed, "Aim those hoses at that monster!"

"Yes, Ma'am!" Fireman Blaze said as the firemen got out their fire hoses and fired away at the monster. The monster melted down to the ground and the firemen cheered.

"Oh please... a little water can't do justice." The Evil Cookie said as she waved her arms and the monster grew back up. "Ha ha ha!!!"

"Oh shit..." Videl muttered, "exploding doesn't work... water doesn't work..." **I can't believe that this city will be destroyed by a giant cake! Wait a second... according to my research... Goku has a massive appetite!** "Saiyanman, you can eat the monster to death!" Videl screamed.

"Eat him?" Gohan repeated as he stared up at the monster. He knew that he had a huge appetite but not even he could eat a five story tall cake. "Hmmm... it could work... but I don't know if even my mighty saiyan stomach can handle it..."

"You can do it, Saiyanman!" Trigun urged as he got out a knife and fork. "I'll help out too..."

"So will we!" The police officers and firemen exclaimed at once as they got out their forks and knives.

"Oh well..." Videl shrugged as she put took out a fork and knife.

"And so it's agreed!" An old man with gray hair and mustache wearing a shirt with a red bow tie, "That this meta-" Suddenly, the Tournament Announcer appeared and knocked him out.

"Wrong anime!" The Announcer boomed as he took the other man and dragged him away. "Let the match begin!!!"

Saiyanman and everyone else sweat dropped and then Saiyanman lifted the lower part of his mask and got out his own knife and fork. "Let's... eat this monster to death!" He boomed as he dove into the monster and inhaled the sweet monster.

"Yeah!!!" Everyone else cried out as they dove and started eating as well.

*****

"I can't believe I ate the whole thing..." Saiyanman moaned as he patted his inflated stomach and sat on a bench with Trigun and Videl sitting by him in pain.

"There goes my diet..." Videl grumbled.

"I think my leather is chafing..." Trigun said as he held his own stomach.

The battle was over and there were no casualties, except for the police officers and firemen who were taken away to the hospital for their stomachs. Videl didn't want to be seen as weak to the public. Trigun and Saiyanman didn't want anyone to find out who they really are. So, the heroes sat on the bench, recovering from their battle.

"Too bad that bitch got away." Videl sighed as she rubbed her stomach. "I think I gained five pounds."

Saiyanman let out a huge belch and said, "That felt better." He said as his stomach flattened. "All right, I'm back to my slim super self!"

Trigun and Videl glared in disgust at the superhero and then shrugged. Trigun belched and his stomach flattened. "Well... it works..." Trigun sighed as he stood up.

"We better find this Evil Cookie before she attacks again." Saiyanman said as he stood up.

"*BELCH!!!*"

Trigun and Saiyanman turned their heads to Videl who covered her mouth and blushed. "Nice belch..." Saiyanman commented.

"Shut up." Videl muttered as she got up with her stomach flattened. She smiled evilly at Saiyanman as she walked toward him. "However, this little experience proves more than ever that you are Goku."

"Huh?" Saiyanman and Trigun glanced at her confused.

"I'm not Goku!" Saiyanman insisted.

"Oh really..." Videl lifted Gohan's cape to reveal a monkey tail waving behind him. "what's this?"

"Er... a tail?" Saiyanman guessed.

"Goku has a tail." Videl computed, "Also, you are about his height and weight, the lower part of his face is identical to yours, you had the same basic mannerisms as Goku, he could fly and so could you, your outfit resembled your orange and blue gi but reversed, and... you just eat a five story tall monster cake." Videl smirked vividly at the sweating Saiyanman and asked, "And what does that say about you?"

"That me and Goku have a lot in common!" Saiyanman gushed as Trigun and Videl facefaulted.

"No! That you are Goku!" Videl insisted, "What other explanation there can be?"

"Uhh..." Saiyanman and Trigun said as they glanced at each other for an answer.

"Exactly!" Videl boomed as she crossed her arms. "Now... so far, I've been able to keep this secret, but I want to make you a deal to keep this secret..."

"What kind of deal?" Saiyanman asked almost baffled. What could he do? If he denied it more, Videl would dig more into Goku's past and eventually come up with Gohan.

"Well... you are the champion of the 23rd Tournament. You never had a chance to defend your title at the 24th Tournament. Here's the deal, if you fight in the 25th Tournament, I'll keep your secret." Videl bargained.

Trigun came up and asked, "Why do you want Saiyanman to fight in the Tournament? It's more than likely that he will defeat your father."

"Exactly!" Videl said as she crossed her arms and shook. "My father need a ego deflation. All he does is make appearances and business. He never have time for me anymore. He doesn't even train me since he was afraid that he would kill me. If my father wins the next Tournament, I'll never see him again. I guess neither of you know what it's like to not have a father but yet have one there..."

"We may have a better idea than you think." Saiyanman said as he put his hand on Videl's shoulder. "Okay... I'll fight in the Tournament. Trigun can't since he uses guns and weapons."

"I know." She glanced at Trigun and said, "I still don't know who you are... you have a third eye, so you must be at least related to Tien. Do you know Trey Troi?"

Trigun shrugged and replied coldly, "Not really... heh... you are getting to the truth." He gestured at Videl's weights. "You show great potential."

"What is the truth?" Videl asked.

"You'll find out..."

"Trigun!" Saiyanman snapped as he took his partner by the arm and flew up. "We gotta get going!"

"Right!" The two flew off leaving Videl on the ground wondering how Saiyanman managed to fly like that.

*****

Saiyaman flew off to the school with Trigun in his arms. "Why are you giving Videl hints?! It's bad enough that she thinks that Saiyanman is Goku... but do you have to make Videl search harder?!"

"Look how far Videl is going with this..." Trigun said and then sneezed. Trey got out of Saiyanman's arms and flew beside him. "Videl is already starting to understand that maybe Ki based power is not trickery and she is opening up."

"But, the truth will hurt her." Saiyanman insisted.

"The truth always hurt." Trey said as they landed at the school. "No matter how much we want to hide it."

Saiyanman scowled as he clicked on his watch. His uniform changed into normal school clothes. Gohan said, "Okay... but what about the Tournament? I have to train!"

"Maybe you can train after school..." Trey suggested as they walked down the hall. "Trigun can fight crime while Saiyanman is off training."

"Yeah... and maybe Saiyanman can see Bulma..." Gohan glanced at Trey and said, "Are we talking about our alter egos like they were separate people?"

"Welcome to my world..." Trey laughed as he and Gohan hurried to their classroom.

*****

After an interesting day of school, with Gohan, Trey, and Videl recovering from their battle. Gohan had recovered the fastest thanks to his super saiyan metabolism. Trey managed to recover some time after Gohan thanks to his own metabolism. Unfortunately, Videl still felt the after effects of the battle.

She walked out of the school straining to keep from falling over with her heavy weight. "You okay, Videl?" Gohan asked concerned as he and Trey walked beside the woman.

"I'm fine... I need to go somewhere fast." Videl said as she got out her helicopter capsule.

"Are you going to that big bake sale after school?" Gohan said as Videl get into the copter.

"No thanks... I'm not in the mood to even look at a cookie." Videl sighed as she took off.

"Where is she going?" Trey wondered.

"Who knows? I'm just glad Videl won't be finding out more about Dad..." Gohan sighed as the two friends walked away.

*****

Videl landed at the Capsule Corps landing port. She came out and stared in wonder at the huge building. Bulma Briefs, the president and main inventor of Capsule Corps was richer than even her father. There were many strange rumors about this woman and her husband and son. She saw in many tabloids about Vegita blowing up cars and being an evil alien from outer space. Of course, she didn't believe it. After all, why would the world's richest woman marry an evil alien?

"Hello!" A blond woman carrying a tea tray said as she came up. "I'm Bulma's mother, you must be Videl Satan, Gohan's friend!"

Videl's jaw dropped. "Gohan? Gohan knows Bulma Briefs?" She asked almost stunned.

"Oh yes! He's such a cutie!" Bulma's mother gushed, "I've known him since he was this high!" She said as she gestured to her knee. "I bet that you're here to see Bulma!"

"Yes... I need some crime fighting equipment." Videl said as her face went blank.

"Okay! Right this way!" Bulma's mother said as she walked through the door. "Bulma has been so busy lately! Inventing all sorts of crime fighting stuff for Saiyanman and Trigun... *sigh* he's so hot with that leather!"

"Bulma Briefs knows Go- Saiyanman!" Videl exclaimed, "She's the one who made up that outfit?!"

"Of course..." Bulma's mother said, "Gohan and his friends came over with that hunky grandfather of his... *sigh* looks just like his father... must be a family thing."

Videl felt the urge to ask more when a tall blue haired woman came up. She was slightly taller than Videl and was wearing a red dress. "You must be Videl!" Bulma said as she held out her hand. "I'm Bulma Briefs." She glanced at Videl's shells and asked, "You saw Master Roshi, didn't you?"

"Yeah..." Videl muttered as she looked down. "I'm glad you wanted to talk with me. I've heard a great deal about you, Ms. Briefs."

"Good... come this way, I got some great stuff for you." Bulma said as she and Videl walked to the lab. Videl stared at the vast array of machines and toys that were on the shelves. "This is my lab..."

"Wow... is this where you invent most of your inventions?" Videl asked almost awestruck.

"Yeah..." Bulma sighed, "Here, let me get you some stuff... I even got you a training robot for you."

"A training bot?" Videl repeated as Bulma reached into a pile of robots.

"I know it's around here somewhere..." Bulma grumbled as she tossed a robotic hand away.

Videl glanced at the shelf where many small objects were kept. One of them was a beautiful orange four-star ball kept on a pillow with a radar next to it. "What's that?" Videl asked as she stared at the small ball. It was strange to see an artifact in a technological lab like this. Was it made out of a rare substance? Or was it a trinket made to make the lab look nice?

Bulma looked at the ball and sighed. "It's... a memento of an old friend of mine who died... a few years ago."

"I'm sorry..." Videl said as she looked down. "How did he die?"

"I'd rather not say." Bulma chuckled as she turned around.

"WOMAN!!! Did you get that gravity room done yet?!" A rough voice bellowed as Videl jumped. A man with spiky hair and beady eyes came in the room dressed in only a pair of tight biker shorts and a towel around his neck.

"No!!! And call me Bulma!" Bulma screamed as she gestured to Videl, "And don't interrupt me when I have company! This is my... well... husband, Vegita. Vegita, this is Videl Satan..." She introduced.

Vegita glanced at Videl and guffawed loudly at her. "The coward's brat!" He bellowed as he held his sides.

"Coward?!" Videl repeated shocked. She had heard many things about her father but they were often about how strong he is and how brave. No one, except for maybe Trey, had ever insulted her father like that.

"Vegita!!!" Bulma glared at her husband. "Don't insult her father like that."

"Weaklings." Vegita scoffed as he glanced at the turtle shells. "How much do those things weight?"

Proudly, Videl answered, "One hundred pounds all together."

Vegita snickered at the answer and said, "Pathetic!"

Videl scowled at the short man and took of her heavy shell and dropped it to the ground. "Here, you try to lift it."

With one hand, Vegita tossed it high into the air. Bulma shook her head. "Damn it, Vegita... stop showing off!" She screamed at Vegita while Videl's jaw was on the ground.

"How can anyone toss a heavy weight like that?" Videl asked.

"I train in five hundred times Earth gravity." Vegita bragged and then handed the shell back to Videl. "You wouldn't last in ten times."

"Fi-five hundred?!" Videl screamed.

"Don't listen to him... he has this tendency of exaggerating." Bulma said confidently.

"Okay..." Videl muttered and then asked, "Do you know Gohan?"

"Kakarot's brat?" Vegita said before Bulma could say another word. "We knew him."

"Kakarot? That's Gohan's father?" Videl asked. "Strange name..."

"It's his true name." Vegita insisted, "He was one of the last of our-"

**Not another word or no 'gravity room'.** Bulma interrupted telepathically.

Vegita growled at Bulma and said, "Never mind... I have training to do." He walked off in a prideful march.

"That man... is strange." Videl said, "No offense, Ms. Briefs, but..." She looked down and said, "I heard that he was an evil alien from outer space."

Bulma snickered and said, "Nah... he's just grouchy. Let me show you what I made up." Bulma got out a box that said 'Videl's crime fighting stuff'. "I understand that you want something to protect yourself but you don't want any guns?"

"Yes. I'm a martial artist and I'm not licensed to carry a gun. I just need something to give me an edge." Videl replied.

"Okay! Here's some gadgets." Bulma got out a small handheld compact mirror. "This may look like a normal handheld compact, but it's a communication's device in case you want to contact someone without drawing attention." Bulma clicked on the compact and got out the powder puff. "Talk into the powder puff."

"Right... I don't wear makeup." Videl confessed as she held the mirror.

"Ohh..." Bulma muttered. She had never heard of a teenage girl who doesn't like wearing makeup. When she was Videl's age, she wore makeup all the time, even when she was looking for Dragon Balls. "Okay..." Bulma got out a small ring with a black orb on it. "This ring as a powerful electric charge. Just twist the ball to turn it into white and put your hand on the criminal." Bulma said as she turned the dial and small sparks shot out. "You should be safe from the charge. Just be careful while the ball is white."

"Right." Videl changed it to black and put on the ring.

"Now..." Bulma got out a small box of candy. "This is a pack of sweetrots. The criminal eats the candy and for one month..." She snickered, "he or she will have to use the bathroom whenever he or she would hear a swee sound."

Videl blinked and asked, "How can I get the criminal to eat the candy?"

"Don't worry about that... you can figure that part out..." Bulma said as she got out another device. She got out a long gold rope. "This is the power lasso... it will expand to almost any size and capture anyone in it. It has a targeting system so it should never miss." Bulma said as she pointed to the part that said 'targeting system'. "It's also made out of titanium alloys that make it very hard to break."

"Makes things easier for me to catch criminals." Videl said as she took the rope.

"And... for those gun fights." Bulma got out a pair of silver bracelets. "Put these under the shells. They are what I call 'wonder bracelets'. When you click them together, a force field will emanate from these bracelets and will repel bullets or anything else from you if you hold them up."

"Okay..." Videl put on the bracelets. "Anything else?"

"That's it for now..." Bulma said, "I had to do all this on short notice... but they should do for now."

"Well... as long as I don't have to rely on that goofball Saiyanman and his weird partner Trigun." Videl muttered. "Thank you, Ms. Briefs."

"Please, call me Bulma!" Bulma insisted, "Well... you better get home... and protect the city."

"Thanks." Videl smiled as she walked off. **I gotta remember to ask Gohan how he knew Bulma.**

*****

"Well... that was fun." Kai Shi commented as the Evil Cookie appeared before her. "Thank you, for your assistance."

"Why did you use me and that monster?" The Evil Cookie asked confused. "We were no match for him."

"A test on myself and the power." Kai Shi replied as she stared up, "Did they notice your power?"

"I don't think so... of course, they were probably distracted by my outfit!"

"Thank you... you did well..." Kai Shi waved her hand and the other woman vanished. "Now... to get back to work." Kai Shi said as she held up a white orb. "A full moon is coming... be ready, Gohan."

To Be Continued...