Videl Satan was finally beginning to feel as though she was breaking free from the shadow of her father. It had taken her the better part of three years working with the police force in Orange City, soon to be named Satan City in honor of her father, but she felt that it was all worth it. She had never felt as much of a thrill as she did when she was taking down the bad guys that seemed to quantify her city even though her dad, the hero who had defeated Cell and was arguably one of the strongest men, if not the strongest man in the world, was living here.

Videl blinked as she looked out from her recently acquired jet copter, it had been a 14th birthday gift. She had had to give the street she was currently flying over a second glance as she saw a woman being accosted by some thugs. Videl didn't even stop to think, she put her copter on a special auto pilot dive that would allow it to land and when she was close enough to the ground, she jumped out, landing squarely on the first thugs face.

Using her momentum to springboard off of the guy and twirled into another kick, this time towards the neck. She had learned over the years not to go easy on any of the people she took down as they were generally beefier than her and had a habit of not staying down if she didn't get in a blow that would make them stay down. There was a flurry of punches and kicks and after a scramble of about a minute all of the thugs were groaning on the floor.

Videl was only slightly out of breath as she slid out of her martial arts stance. Putting her hands on her hips she turned toward the woman she had saved only to feel her eyes widen and her breath catch in her throat.

The woman was staring at her curiously a shopping bag discarded off to the side, but unlike others woman that she had saved before, this one seemed perfectly fine with the gratuitous amount of ass kicking that she had just witnessed. She was a slim figure wearing sensible blue jeans and a red long-sleeved shirt that managed to accentuate her curves and her blue hair was cut in a short style brought out her blue eyes, which were merely curious on probably the most famous women in the world, Bulma Briefs.

What. The. Hell?

Videl had never been struck speechless by someone she had saved before, but this was something way different than her usual damsel in distress, so amid all the groans from the downed thugs Videl awkwardly raised a hand towards a woman that she somewhat idolized.

"Hi, uh, Ms. Briefs, I hope you're okay?"

Videl cursed herself as her voice had taken on a slight upward inflection at the end of her sentence. She also felt herself begin to blush as Bulma's blue eyes began to take on an emotion other than curiosity, amusement. Apparently she had noticed the confidence that Videl had exhibited and was amused by her awkward transition.

"Well now, I must say I hadn't expected to be saved by the daughter of the 'Hero who defeated Cell' today."

Videl looked to the side, slightly abashed at one of her own personal idols talking to her.

"Come on now, I need to be able to thank you properly, it's been awhile since anyone was bold enough to try something like that so I wasn't expecting it, usually I'm with my husband and he can glare anyone into submission."

Videl looked up startled at that assertion and looked around at all the thugs lying on the ground. There were five here, so her husband must be someone pretty tough if she wouldn't have been worried with him there.

"If that's the case, where is your husband?"

Videl suddenly felt a chill crawl up her spine as she whirled around and dropped into a stance.

Standing right behind her was a man who was smirking down at her with his arms crossed wearing simple jeans and a pink t-shirt. His dark brown eyes and hair took her in from over a chiseled jaw. She also noticed that he was relatively short, he was not much taller than his wife. The final thing she noticed was that his frame seemed to be exploding with muscles.

"Now what have we here?"

Videl tensed as the man said that as she felt something in the back of her mind respond to his verbal challenge. It almost felt as she were some form of prey to a much larger predator. Almost as if she were out in the wild and had run into one of the many carnivorous dinosaurs scattered throughout the land.

"Vegeta, knock it off, she was very helpful in thrashing those goons on the floor."

Bulma's voice seemed to calm the man down as he uncrossed his arms and walked over to where the blue-haired girl was standing, brushing past Videl uncaringly as he did so.

"Are you hurt?"

Videl was almost surprised by the amount of tenderness in his question. Apparently even if the man was a rough figure, he did care about his wife.

Bulma playfully slapped Vegeta in the chest as she once more turned her gaze to the young Satan.

"Like I said before, just name your price and I'll do everything in my power to try and fix it."

Videl looked to side in slight embarrassment. This wasn't how this was supposed to go, usually when she beat up the bad guys she just took them to the police station and that was the end of it. She was never thanked for anything; she did what she did because it felt right. She also had no idea what she would even ask for, she had money, she was working on fame, what could she possibly want that she didn't already have?

The only thing she could ever want was to have her mother back, but there was no way for that to happen. Even Bulma Briefs couldn't bring the dead back to life.

"Sorry, but the only thing I can think of is impossible."

As she turned to walk back towards her copter, she heard Bulma call out.

"Wait! How impossible are we talking?"

Videl stopped for a second to look quizzically at the blue head.

"Unless you can bring the dead back to life, then I'd say it's pretty impossible."

Videl was sure that Bulma would back off with that statement, but apparently she didn't know the CEO to the Capsule Corporation even remotely well.

"Well, if that's what you want. Who did you lose?"

Videl blinked at the blunt statement, and was also just a little freaked out that apparently Bulma Briefs could bring someone back from the dead. Did she invent a zombie virus or something and was taking her request out of context?

"Um, I'm pretty sure even you haven't invented some miracle cure for death yet, no offense Ms. Briefs."

Bulma placed her hands on her hips and gave Videl one of the greatest "try me" looks that she had ever seen.

"Well, I didn't invent it, but there is a way to bring the dead back to life."

Videl's heart jumped into her throat at that statement. Her mother, her kind sweet mother, the only person who had been able to curb her father's slightly manic tendencies, could be brought back. This, this was just too impossible, especially for something as random as saving someone from a few thugs on the street, even if it was Bulma Briefs.

"Woman, are you intending to tell her about-"

Whatever Vegeta was about to say was cut off by a motion from Bulma, and the intimidating man quieted with an expression that on any other person would be called a sulk.

"However, before I tell you, I need to know you're not gonna bring someone crazy back to life."

"My mother."

Videl hadn't even realized she had let that slip out. It had come in almost a whisper. She knew, knew, that the dead didn't come back to life. There had to be some catch to being able to do so. Would she have to go find someone like the Demon King Piccolo and sell her soul? Need to do some other crazy act that she couldn't even begin to comprehend?

Videl had looked away as soon as she realized she had spoken, but when she looked back, all she saw in Bulma's eyes was kindness.

"It's hard, losing someone you love. Believe me I get it, are you sure it wasn't her time to go though?"

Videl's very being raged against that idea. Her mother had been full of life, she had been someone who was able to keep up with both her daughter and her husband and had had the mental fortitude to take on whatever challenges came her way. She wasn't a fighter, but that didn't mean that she wasn't an amazing woman.

If Bulma was really giving Videl this chance, and she seemed to at least believe that what she was saying was true, then Videl would foolish not to at least try and take it.

"Alright Mrs. Briefs, I'm sure, just tell me how I'll be able to resurrect my Mom?"

Bulma's eyes took on a bit of a mad glint at that.

"Well, I can tell you that it won't be easy, tell me Ms. Satan, what do you know about the dragonballs?"

Bulma watched as the young Satan took off in her jet copter. She was sure that with a few tweaks she could make some great improvements to the design of the product.

"What are you playing at woman?"

She sighed as she turned to her easily irritated husband. Although Vegeta was a proud member of a vicious race of warriors, Bulma knew that with her he may as well be an overgrown grumpy cat. Still, she was curious about what exactly Vegeta thought she was doing this time.

"I'd say that I'm helping a poor girl who had lost her mother out, and she did save me from those unpleasant thugs don't forget."

Vegeta narrowed his eyes at her before he turned back toward the copter flying away from them.

"The girl has potential for a human. I know you've been around fighters enough that even you have picked up on it. You think that she might be able to actually gather the full set of dragonballs."

Bulma smiled at her husband, so he was able to sense it as well. She knew as soon as the girl had effortlessly took down the thugs that had been threatening her. The last time she had got that feeling was from Goku, when the boy had thrown her motorcycle when they had first met. A new and exciting world had opened up to her then, and she thought she might see a bit of her own cool headedness in the young Satan as well.

The girl had taken the tale of the seven dragonballs rather well on the surface, although Bulma was sure that Videl had been freaking out just beneath her surface emotions as they discussed seven unimaginably powerful balls that could grant almost any wish when gathered together.

Bulma had been hearing about various instances of a young girl getting involved in the seedier side of things long before she had ever laid eyes in Videl, and her own maternal instincts had been somewhat worried. This girl wasn't someone who had trained to really fight for their lives, eventually she was going to come up against one of the seedier underground elements of the city that wouldn't think twice about killing her. She was still only a girl after all, a talented fighter true, but still a girl. She needed a real teacher, not one who had tricked everyone into thinking that he had been the person who had saved the world.

Thankfully she thought that the beginning of the girl's search would be a good stopping point for her. After all, Bulma wasn't in the current possession of the Dragon Radar. She had lent it out to a friend awhile ago, and he would be more than happy to help someone who didn't have any evil intentions in gathering the dragonballs. She just hoped that the young girl didn't mind having to deal with the perverted old man that was also on that island.

Videl was lost in thought as she walked through her father's new mansion. She heard a faint sound of laughter as she walked through the hallways and found her father once more living it up with both booze and woman. She winced at the behavior that he was exhibiting. She had seen some of his outburst on occasion, both before he defeated Cell and while her mother was alive, but usually her mother was able to curtail the worst of this behavior. It just seemed that Videl wasn't good enough to take her mom's place as the handler of her father.

Sighing, she pushed open the door more fully and walked into her father's room, amid music, giggles, and the strong smell of alcohol.

"Oh, Videl honey! Nice seeing you! What can I do for you, honey!"

Videl was somewhat glad that even obviously wasted, her dad still tried and find time for her, but she knew that as soon as she was not in the room, he would go right back to his partying ways. She had only really come in here to inform him of her intentions. Nothing he said or did would stop her from going after these mystical "dragonballs." She still wasn't sure if they were a real thing or just some sort of myth that Bulma was making to send her on a goose chase as some sort of sick practical joke, but the only way she would be able to live with herself would be if she at least tried.

"I've just come to say that I'm gonna be going out for awhile tomorrow. A friend of mine has invited me out on a camping trip and I think some fresh mountain air will be good for my training."

Hercule merely nodded his approval of that. Although he was living up the partying life, he knew that his daughter was rapidly becoming formidable in martial arts. She might even outstrip him soon, so he decided that letting his baby girl go on a camping trip and having some fun would be a nice break.

"Alright! Thanks for telling me, have fun!"

Videl nodded as she backed out of the room and listened as her dad went back to his partying ways. She sighed as she began to walk towards her room. She had felt a bit bad about lying to her father, but the man hadn't even asked who she would be going with. She supposed she would just have to be content with whatever happened when she went to the island that Bulma had said her "Dragon Radar" was currently at. Apparently an old friend of hers had the device to find the dragonballs, although she never did get his name. She hoped that just name dropping Bulma would be enough for the guy to give her the device, and if not, well maybe she could fight him for it?

Master Roshi the Turtle Hermit knew he was far, far past his heyday of fighting and defending the Earth from anyone who was intending to harm his beautiful planet. He had aged with grace and after leaving behind a smattering of apprentices in his long life, most of whom he had outlived, whether through old age or violence, he needed a much deserved rest. He had done his part in training those who had become so much greater than him, and he knew that there were plenty of others to take up the mantle of "Earth's Defender" if it was necessary.

Roshi felt an old familiar pang at the student he had been most proud of, and who had gone on to become something greater than even Roshi could imagine, but he pushed that aside with practiced ease of an elder accepting that time never stands still and mounting deaths of friends (and some enemies he respected) were inevitable. For now, he would just continue to sun himself as the soft waves of the ocean lapped on the sandy beaches of his small personal island located in a place so out of the way that almost no one ever visited.

At the moment, Krillin was busy getting supplies to help with the coming months, as he and Android 18 had decided that they would move in with Roshi to help out the old man in his twilight years. Even Roshi knew that he probably didn't have too much time left, but he hadn't survived for as long as he had by being a pessimist. The two newlyweds (even if they had been married for a couple of years they were still newlyweds to Roshi) would be back soon enough and for now he enjoyed the sun on his face, warming his old bones as it glinted off of his ever present sunglasses.

Just as Roshi was begging to really doze off, he heard a small droning sound in the distance. Apparently someone would be flying over his island pretty soon, well it was nothing for him to worry about. Whoever it was would just pass over and keep on going to whatever their destination was. Although not very common he did have the occasional traveler cross over his island. No one ever stopped though, despite the fact that he was pretty sure that his brilliantly colored house must look fairly odd sitting out in the middle of the ocean.

However, instead of the steady increase and then decrease of volume that he was expecting, it appeared that this particular craft had decided to land on his island, if the steadily increasing engine and gusts of sand being blown around by someone making a landing was anything to go by.

Roshi had to crack an eye at that. As far as he knew, only Bulma would be arriving on his island in some sort of machine rather than flying under her own power.

The sight he was met with was not of the expected blue haired woman, but a much younger girl who looked far too serious for her age. Roshi examined the girl behind the glint of his glasses and took in her appearance. She was wearing a long white shirt that came down towards her knees, had on comfortable and sensible looking boots, and was sporting a pair of shorts. Her hair was tied into twin tails that hung over her shoulder and her blue eyes were studying him just as he was studying her.

Throughout this entire process he hadn't moved an inch and gave of an aloof air as though he was napping and even her wildly loud landing hadn't been able to disturb his nap.

"Excuse me."

Roshi was surprised, it seemed the girl was in fact quite young if the alto of her voice was anything to go by. He supposed he could have a bit of fun with this new intruder to his island. He couldn't remember the last time someone new had actively come seeking this place.

It looked like this was the right route to take as he saw the girl begin to glare in anger at him. Sometimes he really loved messing with the youth, they were so easily riled up.

"I said, excuse me!"

He made a show of jolting awake, flailing a bit for dramatic effect on his lawn char before sitting up and adjusting his sunglasses, giving the illusion of him first looking here over.

"Yes, yes! Sorry, been awhile since anyone has been out here! It's not often that anyone tries and interrupts my nap nowadays."

The girl huffed in annoyance as she crossed her arms and took in the rest of the island. She obviously wasn't going to see much as the only people here at the moment were himself and Turtle.

"Well, sorry to bother you, but Bulma Briefs sent me here to collect the 'Dragon Radar.'"

Roshi felt his eyebrows raise at that declaration, now what would that troublesome women be up to now? After their attempt to bring Goku back, none of them had really seen a point in going after the dragonballs. Perhaps Bulma had a score to settle with this young girl.

"Well, I can hardly give something so precious to someone who just makes demands without even introducing themselves first."

Roshi fought back a smirk as the girl blushed as she realized that she had not in fact given her name before demanding one of the few devices on the planet that could find the dragonballs almost effortlessly, possibly the only device.

"Sorry."

Her apology came out as an almost mumble, telling Roshi that she was not used to apologizing for her actions, before she continued.

"My name is Videl Satan, Bulma Briefs said that she had left that 'Dargon Radar' thing here and that if I mentioned her and it in the same sentence, one of her friends would know what I was talking about."

Roshi stroked his beard in thought as he stood and examined the girl. She was obviously someone who was born and raised in the city, she wasn't even really taking the time to enjoy the pleasant ocean air that was a constant on his small slice of paradise.

"Well, luckily for you, I know who Bulma is, or else this would be a pretty awkward conversation. What if you'd gotten the wrong island?"

Videl looked at the pink shack with "Kame House" painted across its side before she replied a bit drily.

"I think it's pretty hard to miss the only island around for miles with a pink house sticking out like a sore thumb."

Roshi open laughed at her reply. Well, she wasn't wrong about that. It was almost laughably easy to find Roshi if you had the ability to fly and knew what to look for. He somewhat missed the olden days when his air of mystery allowed only those who he took an interest in to be able to find him. Well, no use in crying over old news now, the girl was here, but he wasn't going to just hand over the Dragon Radar, even if it wasn't technically in his possession at the moment. He didn't think the girl truly understood the dangers of hunting the dragonballs for a normal human, even one who had some potential, if the small spark of ki that he felt within her was anything to go by.

"Well then Videl, I'm sorry to tell you, but the person who actually has the Radar is out at the moment. However, I'd be quite the useless old man if I didn't at least try and warn you about the dangers of tracking down the dragonballs, or asking your reasons for wanting them."

Videl looked away at that, obviously uncomfortable with the topic, but when she looked back at Roshi she had some good eyes, eyes that were hardened into determination and ready to take on anything to achieve her goals. Well then, it seemed he was going to have to be a bit more serious than he had originally intended. With eyes like that the girl might actually pull of the feat of gather all seven of the dragonballs.

"I need to bring somebody back."

Roshi raised his eyebrows once more at that admission. Apparently someone close to her had passed onto Other World, and she was determined to get them back. Well, he wasn't one to judge, but he supposed some sort of test was in effect. Hmm, what to do, ah! That would work!

"Well, I guess that's as noble cause as any, better than wishing for a pair of woman's underwear, not that I'd say no to that!"

Videl's look of mildly disturbed disgust, though at the wish or the acceptance of the wish Roshi wasn't sure, made him laugh once more.

"But first! For you to be able to be prepared for what is to come, I'd say a short test is in order. You seem awfully young for this sort of journey, and the last people I let go had had years of training and an unnatural disposition towards Martial Arts."

Videl's eyes seemed to take on a spark of anger at that. She probably thought that her name alone qualified her as some up and coming Martial Artist. Well, he would disabuse her of that notion.

"What do you mean! I'm the daughter of the hero who defeated the monster Cell! I've been training ever since then to be able to take on anyone! There's just-"

Roshi decided that he should cut this rant off before it really got going.

"This is not a journey to take lightly young lady, and the last person who came to me and was looking for these had been training since he was a baby. And now he's passed on."

Videl flinched at that. Apparently she had picked up on the slight grief that Roshi couldn't quite keep out of his voice. He respected Goku's decision, but that didn't make it any harder to accept that his greatest student had decided to refuse to come back. He supposed he might as well assuage some of the girl's fears as well. She no doubt was still at least somewhat skeptical as to the validity of the dragonballs.

"Oh and just so you know, the legends of the dragonballs? They're very true. After all, I'm one of the geniuses that those things have brought back to life!"

Videl stood there for a moment stunned at the old man's casual declaration at one time being dead. There was no way, he looked so vibrant! Sure he might be a little old, but he looked fine. For the first time since hearing about these mystical orbs that granted any wish, she started to get excited. If Roshi was living proof that they worked, then she could definitely get her mother back!

"Now then, I think I have the perfect test for you! After all, I need to make sure you're ready for the journey!"

Videl blinked out of her stupor and glanced at the old man who had walked to the other side of the island. Although his appearance was somewhat goofy (what with the giant turtle shell, the floral patterned shirt, board shorts and flip flops. Not to mention those sunglasses) he seemed as though he was really going to test her. Her! As though she wasn't one of the strongest fighters of her generation.

However, she forced herself to remember his brief moment of grief at the fact that apparently once of his students had died searching for these dragonballs. He was obviously just concerned.

"Now then, the only requirement for you to pass my test is to knock these glasses off my face."

Roshi stated this with unbridled confidence and Videl simply nodded in response to that as she slid into her tried and tested stance.

"Well then, as soon as my staff drops to the sand, you may begin!"

His piece said, the old man tossed his staff up into the air and Videl watched as it reached the high point of the arc, before gravity took over and it plummeted to the ground.

Before it had even touched the sand Videl had placed the weight on the balls of her feet and as soon as the staff hit the ground, she sprang forward like a coiled cobra. She snapped her foot out in an attempt to kick Roshi's face, but was slightly surprised as he merely leaned back slightly and watched her foot sail by harmlessly.

Videl used her momentum of the missed kick to land on her foot and plant it before spinning around and to try a punch using her centrifugal force. If she caught him in the gut and made him lose his breath there would be a brief moment of disorientation where she would be able to get the glasses. However, as soon as she was close, her punch was batted away by her wrist.

Snarling in frustration, she sprang back to take a moment to observe the old man. It was then that she noticed that although he was standing casually, she couldn't detect any openings. It was if the very fact that he wasn't trying made him unassailable. Letting out a breath to try and calm herself, Videl sprang into action once more.

A few minutes later and she was panting. She had never had this much trouble before! The only time this had ever really happened was when she fought her father! And even then she had felt that she was pulling more and more even with him! Who the heck was this guy!?

"Done already, if that's the extent of your determination, then I'm afraid that you won't be able to gather the dragonballs and have your wish granted."

Damn it! This guy knew how to push her buttons! With an enraged shout she threw herself once more into the battle, but after a few checked moves, she suddenly saw stars as something seemed to explode from her abdomen. She went tumbling across the beach, sand exploding in her wake before coming to a stop. Groaning she tried to stand, but fell to the ground on her hands and knees, once more panting.

"Well, that was a mistake! You have pretty decent potential, but to recklessly charge a former World Martial Arts Champion seems to be a bit reckless."

Videl felt her eyes widen and the pain recede for a moment at that as she looked back at Roshi, who had not moved a single inch the entire ordeal. If what he said was true, that meant that this guy was in a league that only people like her father could touch!

"In fact, I'd say that your style is still a bit untested. You've been learning from your father, yes?"

Slowly Videl nodded in acknowledgement.

"Well, it's not a bad style, but it's still young. Against the old styles, the ones that were made to fight for your life and not in tournaments, it's a bit easy to counter. Unfortunately for you, I'm one of the few remaining Master's on this planet. Well, I suppose former Master is more accurate, my surviving pupil has surpassed me long ago."

Videl felt her eyes widen even further at that. She also noticed that the pain had mostly faded, although there was a dull ache.

"How-"

Videl had started speaking before she had really thought about what she was going to say. However, once she found her train of thought, she needed to voice it.

"How can there be someone so strong and they don't compete in Tournaments! The best of the best gather there! Surely they want to challenge themselves!"

Roshi seemed a bit sad at her statement as he gazed out into the ocean and clasped his hands behind his back.

"While it's true that that was a case not even twenty years ago, times have not been good to the Masters. Most of us see the way things are going and have decided to fade into the background, relics of the past if you will. However, we are out there, if people decide to search for us. I suppose you can partially thank your father for the fact that we've faded into obscurity. With such a flashy man and flashy style, it's no wonder we've faded into the background."

Videl almost couldn't accept that answer. She had been half killing herself with her training, and apparently there were people out there who were so much stronger than her. She wasn't even sure if she would be able to get those glasses off of Roshi.

However as soon as she had that thought, she remembered why she was out here in the first place. It didn't matter if there were people stronger than her, she would take them on and win! She had determination in spades and she would find all the dragonballs and resurrect her mother. If Roshi was proof that it was possible, then she would succeed! And nothing, nothing, was going to stop her.

Unknown to her, as she was hyping herself up, Roshi had observed tendrils of ki begin to waft off of her. Apparently she was already at a stage where she just needed the right push to be able to access it. Grinning he decided that his test was done for the day.

"I don't care what you do! I don't care that there are other people stronger than me! I will win!"

Her piece said, Videl crouched once more, vaguely aware that she felt better than she had ever felt before and couldn't even feel the pain of the shot she had taken just a little bit of time ago. She fuelled more of herself into her determination, and then she exploded from her spot towards Roshi.

She watched as Roshi's eyes widened behind his glasses, and in her instant of clarity, she threw a vicious kick at his head. He once more leaned back, but at the last second, she accelerated her attack, something even she didn't know she was capable of, and to her shock, the glasses were grazed and went skittering across the sand.

Staring at the glasses in disbelief she clenched her fist in victory.

"I did it."

Her soft declaration of victory was all she was able to do before darkness quickly swallowed her vision and she fell to the warm embrace of unconsciousness.

Videl began to awaken to a feeling of blankets on her body and a cloth on her head. She also heard some soft muttering that seemed to be going on near her. Interestingly, she felt as though she could feel two massive beings standing on the island, with one of them completely dwarfing everything else. In fact, she might begin to hyperventilate if nothing happened as she sat up in a panic.

That presence was massive, something that she wasn't able to comprehend. She heard someone shout out near her.

"Krillin! Hide your power level, she's not used to being able to sense ki!"

As soon as that was said, the presence she had felt almost reduced to nothing and Videl felt herself panting from the exertion and sweat glistening on her forehead. For a moment there was nothing but silence, but then a kind voice broke through.

"Sorry about that. It's been awhile since a new fighter has appeared who could sense us, especially on this island."

Videl nodded in confirmation as she tuned and took in the person who had just spoken. He had a head of black hair and kind brown eyes on a slightly tan face. He was also insanely short. In fact she thought she might be taller than the man if she were standing up. Next to him was a woman who seemed to be breath-taking in her beauty.

She had long golden tresses of hair that came to her shoulder and deep ocean blue eyes. Her outfit consisted of a skirt with tights underneath and a denim jacket over a long sleeved shirt. For the time being the woman seemed to show a slight concern, same as the man.

"Well then, it's nice to see you've all met each other, Krillin, Videl. Videl, Krillin. And this is 18."

Videl nodded to the two as she noticed Roshi introducing them. She also noticed that while Krillin seemed to have almost completely erased his presence, Roshi was still there. Although he felt much stronger than what Videl realized was her own feeble presence, apparently he wasn't a gigantic beacon like Krillin had apparently been.

"Well, it seems you're a natural at sensing ki. Sorry about that, usually only Roshi and 18 are here and they don't mind if I let loose a bit."

Videl shook her head at that. She was slightly intimidated by the man, but he seemed well intentioned enough, even if he seemed to give off the air of a predator.

"Well then, I heard you came looking for the Dragon Radar?"

Videl slowly nodded in response to Krillin's questioning tone.

"Well, congratulations, I've got what you came for, and apparently Roshi here says you've got what it takes."

After saying this, Krillin pulled out a round device with a green grid screen. It almost looked like a wind up clock. A quick push of the top button and the device began giving of a steady blip of noise. Videl's attention had become undivided as she looked at the device that she had gone through that test for.

Grinning, Krillin flipped the device over to the young Satan.

"There you go kid. If you want, I actually know exactly where one of the dragonballs is."

Videl looked shocked at that. Apparently she had become pretty lucky in coming to this island."

"Mind you the other six are a bit hard to come by, but the four star ball is almost always with the same family, if you'd like I can take you to them, as soon as you regain your strength of course."

Slowly Videl nodded her acceptance of his offer.

"Thank you."

Krillin just laughed and waved it off.

"Call it an apology for scaring you earlier. I don't like freaking people out, it's not really in my nature. Anyway, get some rest and we'll set out when you're ready."

A friendly clasp on the shoulder and the three adults left the room, leaving Videl to wonder how she would feel when she laid her eyes on the first of the dragonballs that she had gone to such lengths already to acquire. She would also have to confront her change in perception, but for now, she would rest.

Videl and Krillin were making their way towards one of the deserted mountain areas that surrounded Satan city, both of them were currently in another of her jet copters, although Krillin seemed bafflingly amused at something as he climbed in and got ready to go as she fired the engine up and took off. They had made good time and eventually Videl could see a clearing in the forest where a small house where a tendril of smoke was lazily making its way into the sky via the chimney.

Eventually Krillin told her to put the copter down and the two had walked the rest of the way towards the house. Videl felt as though something had been watching her ever since she had gotten into the mountainous area, and felt the hair on the back of her neck stand up. When she mentioned this, Krillin had just smirked and muttered something under his breath that she couldn't quite hear.

"Come on kid, let's get there before sundown, we might get a nice hime cooked meal too, something that'll probably be a bit scarcer on your journey as it continues."

Nodding, she followed the man as he walked over to the house she had seen earlier and knocked politely on the door.

For a moment nothing happened, but then the door was answered by a boy that was around her age with dark hair and dark eyes, dressed in a simple green shirt and black trousers. He had defined features and Videl swore that he had more muscle peeking through than was possible for a boy his age. Currently he was looking at Krillin quizzically, but he had glanced over at her briefly, a spark of recognition in his eyes. Krillin decided to break the silence with a question.

"Yo, Gohan. Wanna go on an adventure?"

Well then, apparently I've been bitten by the writing bug (never a bad thing). Hello to all the readers who have made it to this little fic of mine. This is in fact a spiritual successor to a one shot I had written for team Dragon Star a while ago to be accepted into their coalition. Apparently that fic The Rabbit Hole was a fairly popular one shot, so go and check it out if you liked this. In fact go and check out any of Team Dragon Star's work which I think is all good. Even though I don't write for them at the moment (those of you in the know, know that I somewhat vanished from the fanfic scene for a bit) I still like promoting them.

This is a nice little fic that I will be continuing on from here, not sure about constant updates (as I have a couple others that need my attention, especially after so long) but it's definitely not a one-shot. Hopefully you guys enjoy reading this little new fic of mine as much as I enjoyed writing it, I personally love Videl interacting with the cast earlier than she does in cannon, and I like utilizing people like Roshi and Krillin (expect others like Tien and Yamcha later on most likely as well).

Questions? Comments? Concerns? PM me! As of right now this fic is unbetaed so any typos or grammar things are due to that fact. If you're feeling kind leave a review, any story I write I do so because I enjoy writing them, but damn it I'm a fanfic writer, reviews are nice! I think that's all, so on to the disclaimer, because at the bottom is how I roll!

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