Well, it didn't take me too long to start writing again, I guess I just couldn't keep myself away! After discontinuing Soul of a Phoenix for the near future, I was thinking through some more ideas and I decided that the one thing that really killed my last story was that I couldn't strike a good balance between High School DxD and DBZ. I might revisit that idea in the future once my writing skills have improved, but as of now, I wanted to rework my ideas into a solely DBZ style story, similar to the Soul of a Phoenix but hopefully much more cohesive in plot and character development.

A lot of the beginning will be similar to Soul of a Phoenix, but hopefully this one will last long enough for me to finally push out some OC content.

Without further ado, let's get right into it!

Obligatory Disclaimer: I don't own the Dragon Ball franchise.

Son Gohan.

The nerdy kid with the timid personality was a sort of an enigma for Videl Satan. She couldn't quite figure out why she so desperately wanted to find out what he was hiding, but regardless of that she needed to know. The secretive nature of the transfer student alongside the mysterious appearance of not only the gold fighter, but also that dork Saiyaman was the perfect concoction for her investigative side to take over.

She watched him from the side of her eyes, trying to detect any clues that could give away his secret. A useless exercise, as for the past four months, she had failed to find even a single shred of evidence strong enough to warrant her suspicions. But Videl Satan wasn't born yesterday. His frequent bathroom breaks that matched up exactly with when she went out to fight crime, or the fact that he lived nearly 300 miles from the city, or even the fact that he had worn exactly the same clothes the gold fighter had worn when they both had made their appearance on that first day, all of these were clues that made the alarms in her mind go off. She knew that the boy who sat two seats to her left, diligently taking notes was not who he said he was. It was only a matter till she figured it out.

Man, it was hard enough to try and pay attention to what the teacher was saying when you already knew everything, but it was downright impossible to keep his focus on the teacher's monotone voice while Videl stared at him with that suspicious face she made whenever he was around.

He didn't know why she insisted on trying to unearth his every secret. People had a right to privacy didn't they? Especially when his secret was as big as it was. Try explaining to Videl that her father was actually a fraud and his vast financial empire had been erected on a mountain of lies, that in reality it was actually the delivery boy that had defeated the biological monster Cell. He shuddered when he imagined her reaction. Well, not like she was ever going to find out anyways.

"Hey cutie, whatcha thinking about?" The bubbly blond next to Gohan wasn't helping his situation either. "Oh, not much Erasa. I'm just trying to pay attention to the teacher."

"Oh, come on Gohan! It's not like you don't already know all of this! Don't you wanna talk to me?"

"I may already know everything, but I'm willing to bet that you don't 'rasa."

"Oh, who cares about Calculus anyways? How is trying to find the derivative of yada yada yada going to help me as a future fashion designer?"

" and Ms. Rubber! Please, if you must talk, at least make sure you aren't distracting the rest of my class!"

Gohan nodded apologetically at the teacher while the hyperactive blond next to him kept droning on. "So what are you doing today after school? Me, Videl-"

"Videl and I."

"-Whatever. Videl and I and Lily are going out to the mall to shop for a while. I'll probably make Sharpener come with me too so you can have some company if you tag along."

"I don't know…. My mom doesn't really like it when I come home late. I really don't want to make her angry."

"Alright, but you really won't have much of a social life if you always listen to your mom. I'm sure hanging out with your friends isn't a problem."

"If you met her you'd think differently. Anyways, I'll probably be too busy to come anyways. I appreciate the invite though."

Erasa let out a playful sigh. "Oh, if you say so."

She turned back towards her notebook and resumed doodling all over it. Gohan switched his attention back to the teacher, but he didn't really need to. The class bell rang and all of the student got up and collected their belongings as they set off for the lunchroom. Gohan was almost ecstatic at the thought of finally enjoying another of his mom's home cooked meals. Food was the one fool proof method for Gohan to escape from the stress of his life, and as he noticed a certain raven haired crime fighter subtly tailing him, he figured he sorely needed some quality time with his lunch.

He was stopped on the way to the roof by one of his good friends, Sharpener Pencil. "Yo, where do you think you're going Brains? Didn't I tell you just the other day that you eat with me, Videl and 'rasa now?"

Gohan sheepishly scratched at his nape. "Oh yeah, I forgot about that. Sorry Sharp." He really hadn't forgotten, but he just really wanted some alone time. Starting high school had introduced a new chaotic part of his life that he never had before. Sometimes that feeling was too overwhelming for the saiyan boy with a set of underdeveloped social skills.

"Well? Come on we gotta meet the girls."

"Right."

The two guys found three girls sitting under a large oak tree in the middle of the courtyard engrossed in a loud conversation. Gohan recognized Erasa and Videl easily enough, but the third was a little unfamiliar to him. "What was her name again? Oh that's right, she's Videl's other best friend, Lily"

Gohan listened in, but quickly lost interest when he realized that they were just talking about some party that was coming up. If it didn't directly involve him, he didn't see why he should care.

Sharpener and Gohan joined the trio of girls, quickly pulling out their lunches. The blond jock watched Gohan's capsule open, leaving behind a feast fit for a king and his army. Sharpener had realized by now that Gohan had an unusually massive appetite, but he still couldn't really comprehend how much his friend truly ate. Sure, he was a heavy eater too, but he came nowhere near Gohan's industrial level of consumption.

Gohan quickly went to work shoveling food in his mouth at a pace that made Lily notice him and make a face of disgust. "Don't you have even a minimal amount of table manners? I knew commoners like you were disgusting, but you seem to take it to another level."

"Ahm sho showry…. I jush eat fash." Replied Gohan with an obviously full mouth. ChiChi had done her best to raise him with a semblance of manners, but today he hadn't eaten breakfast because his morning training session had made him run late. As a result, an extra starving Gohan was a mannerless Gohan, no matter how much restraint he tried to show.

Lips curled up in contempt, the wealthy heiress of the Archer household sneered at him, making no attempts to hide her attitude towards him. "What are you even doing here? I don't recall you ever gaining enough social status to actually be able to sit here with the rest of us."

Gohan shrugged off her underhanded remarks with a grin. "Sharp invited me here. You wanna blame someone you should totally lay it on him."

"So not cool Brains."

Gohan shrugged and threw an indifferent glance at Lily. "If you want, I can leave. I don't mind sitting where I usually do." Truth be told, he had been looking for a reason to escape this situation. He didn't know how much longer he could hold up the facade of confidence he had on right now.

"Oh Lily, stop giving the poor boy such a hard time! So what if his eating habits are a little…. Strange?" Chirped Erasa. Gohan felt his hopes disappear, but he was glad that at least one of his friends was sticking up for him. Now if he could just get Videl to stop staring at him like that, maybe he could actually enjoy his lunch today.

"Hey Lils. What are you doing over here? We usually eat lunch with the rest of the team."

Or not.

Lily looked up and caught the gaze of her boyfriend, fellow resident elitist of Orange Star High School, Will Masters. Gohan didn't really feel too strongly about him, but he knew that Will absolutely despised everyone that didn't share his social status. This was going to be a great lunch he could just tell.

"Oh, just wanted to eat lunch with Videl and Erasa today. If you want, you can join us. I'm sure Sharpener would love some company." Gohan really appreciated how she just left him out, but it wasn't anything he wasn't already used to. "Well, I've overstayed my welcome. I'll um, I'll just go eat where I usually do."

He capsulized his lunch and took it with him as he strolled back towards the roof. Videl watched him go, but once he was out of sight she turned back to her two best friends and joined the conversation once again.

Gohan quickly made his way to the roof, decapsulating what was left of his lunch. He sat down with a faint smile on his face. This, was how he prefered to spend his lunches. He sat cross legged and started digging into his food, going as fast as he wanted to without holding back. He stopped eating once he heard the door close behind him and a couple footsteps approached him. He shifted his gaze to find Sharpener approaching him with his own lunch in his hand.

"I don't know how Videl and Erasa can stand to be around those stuck up assholes all the time. It's too suffocating whenever they're around yanno?" Gohan let out a slight nod as his friend sat down next to him. "Well, at least they like you. They treat me like I don't exist."

"Yeah, that's a total dick move. I dunno why they feel like they can push everyone around just because they have money. The only reason they get along with us is cause Videl, 'rasa, and I all come from wealthy families too."

"Let's talk about something else. It doesn't do either of us any good to get all worked up about that."

Sharpener grinned at his thoughtful friend. "Yeah, fuck em. You know, I've always wanted to see which one of us could eat faster.. I'm not exactly a slouch myself."

Gohan grinned at the blond next to him. "You don't know what you're getting yourself into Sharp."

"Yeah, yeah I know you eat fast, but so do I."

It was safe to say, Sharpener didn't even come close.

After lunch had ended, Gohan had a free period. He was flying over to Satan Cty University today to help out his mentor, Dr. Landry. They had met on Gohan's first day nearly four months ago, and every day since, the half saiyan would fly over to the university lab to help out the scientist as he conducted his research and experiments. Besides Sharpener, the doctor had been the only other real friend Gohan had made since he had first started attending Orange Star

He landed at the entrance of the lab, cautious to make sure nobody witnessed the teen drop out of the sky. He opened the door and shuffled down the hallway, excited to get started on a new experiment the doctor had been working on. For the past four months, the doctor had been working on the preparations for an experiment. Every time Gohan had inquired about what the experiment's purpose really was, the doctor just grinned and shook his head.

Today, Gohan was sure he would finally find out what it was the doctor had worked so diligently on for the past four months. He entered the lab and spotted the doctor bent over one of his prototypes. "Hey doctor, how have you been?"

There was no response from the doctor, who was obviously concentrated solely on his work. Gohan chuckled, walking up and tapping him on the shoulder.

"Almost done, Son. Why don't you go and get ready for the experiment. I'll just finish up here."

Gohan smiled at the doctor calling him Son. He still didn't know whether it was because it was his last name, or if the doctor viewed him as his own son. When he had asked, the doctor had just given him a sly grin. He had a habit of doing that.

He threw on a lab coat over his school uniform and took his place behind the blast doors. He watched the doctor finish up his preparations and join him. "Well, I suppose I should finally tell you why we've been working on this endeavour as long as we have."

Gohan nodded at his mentor, displaying a calm demeanor while he almost burst from excitement inside.

"Do you recall those mysterious fighters that had fought at the Cell games? The ones that fought that monster before the cameras cut out and Mr. Satan saved the world? Well I never bought Satan's story. In fact, I believe that it was actually one of those fighters, or maybe even a cumulation of them that defeated Cell. Namely, I believe it was the delivery boy."

Gohan managed to suppress his alarm at the doctor's intuition. "You have no idea how right you are doc."

"I wanted to replicate the immense power displayed by those fighters and Cell. Could you imagine the applications of such limitless energy? Our reliance of fossil fuels would end, we could provide free electricity to those in developing countries, we could revolutionize the world! This experiment is the first step towards that goal. Hopefully, we can successfully replicate the power of the gold fighters. Oh, I'm so excited!"

"U-Um Doc? I don't know if that's such a great idea. I mean, the power they showed at the Cell games was so destructive, what if something were to happen?" Gohan clearly didn't want anyone to investigate the existence of ki. There may be a lot of possibilities, but in the wrong hands, that power could destroy human civilization!

"Nonsense, Son! No great man ever received their recognition without taking a few risks! You and I, we'll be the pioneers of a new era, one where we can truly live in a peaceful utopia. We must do this, regardless of the risks!"

"A-Alright, but please be careful Doc."

The doctor waved off his concern, pressing the button and starting the contraption. A particle beam shot out of the emitter, striking a chunk of metal and liquifying it. The liquid seeped down a set of tubes, mixing with several chemicals before collecting in the same chamber. A Bunsen burner evaporated the concoction and the fumes travelled through another tube, running through an electrically charged ring, before recollecting in another chamber which was then frozen. The resulting googathered in the final chamber. Landry removed the chamber and set it on another platform and retreated behind the blast doors yet again. Another particle beam struck the goo, causing a combustion that rocked the entire room.

The flash temporarily blinded both scientists, but once their eyes readjusted, one of them was filled with immense happiness, the other with a feeling of dejectedness. The experiment had failed to yield any results. Gohan breathed out a sigh of relief, while Dr. Landry stared at the floor in defeat.

"Well I suppose we still have work to do Son."

"You'll get it eventually Doc."

"You'd better hurry back to your class, I'll clean up here."

Gohan hung his lab coat back on a ring and exited the lab in a hurry. He still couldn't get over the fact that Dr. Landry had been working on ki this entire time. He let out a stressed sigh. At least he would be there to make sure nothing went awry. He checked his watch. Almost time for english. He figured he could deal with this particular problem later. For now, he just had to brave the rest of his day at Orange Star.

The monotone voice of the english teacher reverberated around the room, but few students were actively paying wasn't one of them. His gaze drifted over to Videl, making contact with her azure eyes. He flinched, rapidly turning his head and looking straight at his notebook. He could see Videl raising an amused eyebrow at his reaction, but he was too nervous to relax. He didn't know why, but everything that girl did set him on edge for some reason.

Her watch started beeping rapidly, signaling a crime that needed her attention. She glanced at her teacher, who gave her the ok signal to go do her thing. Gohan waited for her to rush out of the classroom before standing up.

"Um, ca-"

"Yes, Gohan. You may use the restroom."

"Oh, um…. thank you very much!" With that, he rushed out of the class like a madman. He made his way to the roof, stepping out onto it and catching a glimpse of Videl's jetcopter lift off and head in the direction of the crime. He pressed the button on his watch, his Saiyaman uniform engulfing him. Fully clothed in his signature crime fighting gear, Saiyaman blasted off in hot pursuit of Videl.

Videl was staking out a hostage situation from her vantage point of a nearby roof. Apparently, a paramilitary force had abducted the mayor and the city council, holding them hostage in the city hall. The police chief had told her over the comm that they demanded an audience with Hercule Satan, probably so they could try to kill the champ and steal the title of strongest in the world. In other words, a normal Friday. "Hmm…. Two gunmen on the roof, three on the second floor with the hostages, and five on the ground floor watching the police. If I go in from the roof it would be much easier, but the problem is getting to the roof."

"Need some help?"

Of course. Leave it to Saiyajerk to show up exactly when he was needed.

"If you get me on to that roof without being noticed, maybe I won't try to unmask you today."

"Tempting proposition, Miss Videl, but I would've helped you out anyway. Leave it to me." He grabbed her arm and put two fingers to his forehead, instantly transporting the duo to the City halls roof. Gohan thanked his lucky stars he had been able to manage to learn Instant Transmission by himself. Then again, who needs luck when you're a child prodigy?

Videl slapped his hand which had still been holding on to her. "You didn't have to hold on me for so long, you pervert."

"P-P-Pervert? You've got it all wrong!" Saiyaman blushed, making Videl snicker.

"Alright, you costumed freak. I'm gonna go take out these posers by myself alright? I don't need or want your help got it?"

"That was really hurtful Miss Videl."

"Good." she scrambled out towards the first gunman, chopping at his neck and knocking him out silently. She scampered across the roof and jumped on a power generator, stalking the last gunman like a lioness stalking a gazelle in the serengeti. The crime fighter leapt onto the gunman, kneeing him in the head and knocking him out cold as well.

She glanced back at where Gohan was hiding, motioning him to stay put, albeit with a much more vulgar hand symbol. He mustered enough courage to give her a thumbs up, resulting in her staring daggers at him. She entered the building through a ceiling window. He waited for her to disappear before swiftly following her down the hatch.

He landed on his feet in a narrow corridor that led to a room at the end of the hallway. He could hear the sounds of gunfire and yells, signaling that Videl hadn't waited before going in. Figures. He dashed down the hall and threw himself at the nearest gunman, catching him by surprise as both of them fell over. Gohan landed on top of the criminal, who was obviously no longer in any shape to fight. He dusted himself off and looked up, only to encounter who he presumed was the mastermind of the crime. The bald man wore a twisted grin on his face as he stepped up to Gohan.

"Well well, looks like the plan worked." He motioned to where Videl lay on the floor unconscious. "The tramp rushed in here guns blazing exactly like I knew she would. She didn't last too long, obviously. Our actual plan was to get you, Saiyaman."

He took off his jacket and cackled as Gohan noticed a countdown timer strapped to his chest. "Shit. Three seconds." Gohan grabbed the man, using him as a battering ram as he carried the two of them through the wall at inhuman speed. He covered as much of the bomb as possible with his body.

The bomb exploded harmlessly in the air, killing the crook. Gohan checked himself for any injuries, only to find that the whole front of his suit had been blown off by the explosion. Using Instant Transmission, the demi saiyan vanished before anyone could get a glimpse of his true identity.

"Well, I can recreate the original suit, or create a new one. Your choice kiddo." The suit had been damaged beyond repair, so Bulma decided to make a new one for Gohan.

"Umm…. I think I prefer the ol-"

"NO!" Cried Trunks, who had been watching the conversation unfold until then. Gohan if you actually want people to like you, you need a cool costume. Not whatever that piece of sh- I mean, poop is!"

"People don't like Saiyaman?"

"Everyone thinks he's waaaaay to dorky. Besides, you're so cool when you're just Gohan, why can't you be the same way when you're a superhero?"

"Ok, what should I do to look cooler?"

"I'll go and get some of my doodles for mom so she can make your new suits while I give you some tips on being a cool guy." The cocky kid scrambled up to his room in excitement, leaving Gohan and Bulma alone.

"I can't believe the suit you gave me made everyone think I was dorky."

"It's not like those strange dance-routines you did all the time were doing you any favors."

"Ouch."

The lavender haired demi-saiyan reappeared with a drawing in his hand. Here, mom. I drew it extra well so when this day finally came you knew exactly what to make." He grabbed Gohan's arm and led him into the other room, leaving a dumbfounded Bulma staring at his drawing. "He really didn't like the old suit, huh?"

In the other room Trunks chattered away to Gohan. "Ok, so first things first, your name is too weird. Saiyaman is soooo dorky. You wanna sound cool, name yourself the Super Saiyan. You don't have to do it, but it adds a nice touch and nobody knows what it is, so you should be fine. Second, for the love of Dende, stop doing those ridiculous dance moves! A superhero fights, he doesn't dance! And last, but this is actually the most important, stop talking about justice and morals or whatever. You know who you should be more like? Gohan. He always says such cool stuff whenever he fights. Not those sh- I mean, poopy speeches about doing the right thing. I mean, who cares?"

"So you want me to be myself?"

"Exactly!"

"But won't people figure out my identity then?"

"If they do, just let me know. I'll scare them so bad they'll never say anything to anyone."

"I don't think I'll do that, but I guess I could be more like myself. Thanks Trunks, I'm glad someone told me. Although, I think I'll keep Saiyaman as the name."

"That's ok as long as you make sure you do the other two things. Now let's talk about who your sidekick should be. Someone strong, smart, preferably purple hair, their name has to rhyme with drunks…."

"You're not gonna be my sidekick Trunks."

"It was worth a shot."

Bulma stepped into the room with a grin on her face. "I'm done! Trunks, your design was actually very well thought out sweetie. I'm sooo proud of you! Gohan, I think you'll really like this new design." She handed him his watch.

He pressed the button on the timepiece and Trunks almost cried tears of jealousy. Gohan wore a black short sleeved under shirt under a black robe similar to the green one on his old suit. However, the new robe reached up to his neck, with the collar wrapping about an inch about his neck. The edges of the robe had a gold trimming and a white line ran down the middle of his chest with Golden pins running down the line to keep the robe fastened together. Two gold lines ran down his chest on either side of the white line and the Kanji of Piccolo's demon clan was embroidered on his left chest right where his heart was. A Golden colored belt held together his robe and baggy white pants covered his legs. He wore black boots with golden highlights. He wore black fingerless gloves on his hands, and to top it all off, a black balaclava covered everything on his face from the nose down.

The new suite looked more like a ceremonial gi than a crime fighting superhero suit, but even Gohan had to admit as he checked himself in the mirror, he looked badass.

"I upgraded the material as well. Don't want anymore incidents ruining your suit! The fabric is actually a microfiber made up of an alloy containing Titanium and steel. The boots and gloves have pieces of titanium sewed in to pack a little extra punch. I added the balaclava for a little extra concealment for your face, but you should probably go super whenever you fight crime, just in case."

Gohan grinned at his godmother appreciatively. "Thanks Bulma, this is fantastic."

Trunks circled around the older saiyan with his fingers to his chin, examining the suit. He stopped in front of Gohan and folded his arms in a very Vegeta-like manner. "Gohan, you should know that I take it very personally when people don't take my advice. I hope for your sake you do what I told you to do." Gohan chuckled and turned super, catching the younger saiyan off guard. He picked up Trunks by the hem of his gi and smirked at him. "Or you'll do what?"

Trunks grinned. "That's exactly what you should be like when you fight crime! If I were a criminal I woulda peed my pants!"

Gohan set him down and pressed the button on his watch, changing back to his normal school uniform. "Anyways, I should probably get going now. Thanks again for everything you two! Tell Vegeta I said hi!" He put two fingers to his forehead, using his dad's signature technique to transport him back to the Son household.

His arrival didn't go unnoticed for long. His younger brother Goten tackled him to the ground within seconds of his arrival, the little Goku look alike chattering away about how he had spent his day wandering the forests of Mount Paozu. Chi Chi found her two sons on the ground in the front yard engaged in a very exciting conversation. She smiled at how adorable her two boys looked. "Oh Goku, if only you were her to see this."

Gohan picked up Goten and carried him into the house where Chi Chi set the table for his after school "snack". The two boys continued their conversation while simultaneously gorging on the delicious food in front of them. "Bulma gave me a new suit to wear today when I fight crime."

The statement got Goten's full attention, the hyper eight year old begged his brother to show it to him. "Please please pleaaaase can I see it?"

"Alright, alright. I'll let you take a good look at it." Gohan pressed the button on his watch, transforming into his new Saiyaman suit to Goten's amazement. "Woah Gohan! I thought the last suit was cool, but this one is even cooler! Can me and Trunks be your sidekicks?"

"No can do squirt, mom would never let me say yes to that."

Chi Chi nodded in agreement. "Of course I wouldn't. Little boys should spend their days hitting the books. Fighting crime is a grown man's job."

Goten sat down dejectedly, but his frown instantly vanished when he noticed all the food that was left. "Oh oh! I call dibs! Trunks says whenever you call dibs, you get to keep whatever you called it on! That means I get aaaaall of the food." He stuck his tongue out at an amused but slightly saddened Gohan who stared longingly at the food.

Chi Chi giggled at the face her oldest son was making. "Don't feel bad Gohan, I'll make extra food tonight for dinner. Now why don't you go finish your homework?"

Gohan lay in bed after dinner. He finished his homework in an hour, sending the rest of his free time training with Goten. Dinner had been extra large as Chi Chi had promised, much to the delight of the two boys. Now, Gohan tried to get some sleep, but he was just too busy trying t digest the vents that had unfolded during the day. First, Videl wouldn't stop staring at him like that, which was nothing new, but uncomfortable nonetheless. Then, Dr. Landry revealed that he was going to try and replicate ki, which was unnerving to say the least, but things got better when he got his new suit. He sighed and made himself comfortable in the bed. Hopefully he would get some sleep tonight.

For anyone that read Soul of a Phoenix before this, you'll recognize the reappearance of Dr. Olson Landry. I have a lot of things I want to try that I never got too in the last story, and I can already tell that this story definitely got a much better start.

Let me know how you felt about this chapter in the reviews!

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