Prologue

A young girl of eleven sat on the steps of the church. Tears stinging her eyes as her two blonde friends sat next to her. A man with an afro came over and put his hands on her shoulders. She looked up to see the tears streaming from his face. "I'm sorry pumpkin. I wish I could take this pain away. But we'll get through this together, I promise you that." the man said with a trembling voice.

The girl leaned into her father's arm as they both broke down as the casket was walked out of the church and loaded into the hearse.

This was the funeral for Hercule Satan's wife, Videl's mother. She passed away from a mysterious heart virus that suddenly manifested. The doctors were able to determine that the disease was not transferable, but was possibly genetic, not enough people were being admitted to the hospital for them to run tests.

Everyone who attended the funeral was disappearing, getting ready to return home when an emergency announcement was made on a large screen on one of the buildings. A large bug monster, calling himself Cell, was announcing a tournament for the fate of the planet. Hercule got a determined look on his face.

When they had returned home that night, Hercule and his daughter ate silently and slowly, neither truly hungry after the emotionally draining day. Hercule put his fork down, "I've already decided to participate in the Cell Games." He said slightly sadly, "I feel obligated as the world champ." He continued.

Videl just shrugged. She didn't care, she lost the her mother and just wanted to go to bed, to hope that she would wake up from her current nightmare. She knew the Earth was at stake, but her world was already destroyed by the death of her mother.

~1 Week Later~

Videl sat in a chair with her two friends in her father's home theater. The Cell Games were about to be under way and while she waited for them to start, she was reading through a book on mythological beings that grant wishes. Djinn, wishing wells, Leprechauns, even a chapter on Faustian bargains. But none of these had any based in fact or reality.

"Videl, I know you're upset and mourning, but you're hurting yourself with that. Wishes don't come true and the dead don't come back to life." Erasa said concerned about her friend's mental state.

"I don't know about that Erasa." Sharpener said as he looked at Videl, "What about that story of the martial artist Krillin being reported dead shortly before the rise of King Piccolo? The announcer guy for the WMAT even said that he didn't feel a pulse, but in the 23rd WMAT, Krillin participated." Sharpener said as Videl forced a smile to thank her friend for keeping her hopes alive.

"Well Sharpener, if something could bring people back to life, what would it be? Where could it be found? Any answers?" Erasa asked annoyed. She didn't like killing her best friend's hopes, but it's just common knowledge that the dead don't come back to life.

Sharpener's shoulders slumped in frustration. "I don't know that, but Videl has barely smiled or talked in weeks. Even less after the funeral! I'd rather try and give her hope than tear it down." Sharpener argued as Erasa glared.

"Hope is good, but false hope hurts more in the long run! You don't know how to bring her mom back, but you're talking about a way as if it exists." Erasa shot back.

"Both of you stop it!" Videl yelled. A frown decorating her face, "I appreciate what youre both trying to do. In the end, I'll find out what's true or not." She slammed the book shut with a loud thump, "So let's just watch the Cell Games." Videl stated as the Cell Games just about began.

They watched in fear as Cell smacked Hercule into a nearby plateau, amazement as the blonde haired man in an orange Gi fought valiantly against Cell, and concern when a boy, barely older than them got called to fight this powerful monster. Sharpener and Erasa weren't paying attention when the orange gi'ed fighter called out the name of his successor in the fight, assuming the boy was just called the Delivery Boy.

But Videl heard, almost as if the sound of his name was the only sound in the world. She saw the boy, an eleven year old, burdened with the fate of the world. A soft pain behind his teal eyes as he glared at the bug monster. A warrior by the name of Gohan. An eleven year old trusted by his father with the life of the planet, getting punched repeatedly in the face as he refused to fight back. A boy who spoke of peace and spoke out of fear of his own power. She felt tears stinging her own eyes as he begged for Cell to stop torturing his friends.

Finally, Videl felt pride as Gohan's power exploded, along with the camera and the live feed. But she could swear she could still feel his power as he fought for the peace of the Earth, and the immense sadness and rage in his heart as he did.

Before they knew it, they heard the voice of her Father, proclaiming the defeat of Cell at his hands, something she felt was a lie. Barely an hour after the proclamation, she saw the sky go dark, felt a sadness in her heart, before the sky lit up again. She saw seven lights flying around as one fell to her yard.

She decided to leave it until after Erasa and Sharpener went home to check what just fell to Earth. Just as the two blondes began walking to the door, her father kicked the door in and laughed uproariously in victory as Erasa and Sharpener and their parents fawned over him as he declared a victory feast.

When they returned to their home alone, Videl cringed at the drunken behavior of her father as he passed out on the couch in front of the TV, drunkenly cheering himself on in the recap of the day's events. One of those events being that everyone supposedly killed by Cell, had returned to life, her father argued that Cell simply didn't kill anyone and just hired a bunch of actors.

She stepped outside with a flashlight and looked for whatever she saw fall in her yard. She found a stone, a perfectly round stone, with an incredible, but weird energy emanating from it. She wasn't sure what it could have been, but she knew to keep it, feeling deep in her heart that it was important.

On the anniversary of her father's supposed victory, they were about to go out and celebrate, and as she changed into something nice, she found the stone in her dresser, was no longer a stone, but an orange orb with 3 dark orange stars in the middle. She decided she would investigate further when she returned from the celebration. But she did set the orb next to her diary and the picture of her family and one exclusively of her mother.

On this anniversary in particular, their home town of Orange Star City was officially changing the name of their city to Satan City, in honor of her father. Offering them a mansion in the heart of the city, Hercule gladly accepted and in a week the father-daughter duo were moved in, making Videl nervous as she had never felt the need for a house this big.

Her father reassured her that they would get used to it together, but she was resentful of him, because every time he said they would do something together, they grew more distant from each other.

After investigating the mysterious orange orb, she found rumors of wish granting orbs called Dragon Balls, supposedly being orange with dark orange stars, that when all seven were collected their wish would be granted.

That is how Videl Satan made the decision to search for the other six dragon balls so she could wish her mother back to life. She spent the next 6 years studying every piece of science and engineering to figure out how to track the dragon balls. After six grueling years of studying and work, she created her own dragon radar, perfectly tuning it to the resonance put off by her own dragon ball.

The following morning, she put several capsules in her bag and attached her dragon ball to a necklace and prepped her jetcopter outside in her backyard.

She stepped out of her jetcopter for a second to find her father with a stern look on his face, "So this is it huh? Spend the last six years obsessing over this damn ball, and now you're going to look for more!? Because some false hope about bringing her back!? Am I not enough of a parent for you!?" He yelled with a slight slur, disgusting her at 6 in the morning, "What about school? Huh? Are you just dropping out!? Because your mother wouldn't want that!"

Calmly, she faced him confidently, knowing nothing would change her mind. "Of course youre not enough of a parent. You've spent the past seven years lying to me about Cell, you've been in an out of the house every night with a different slut on your arm and any time I try to show independent thought, you use Mom as an excuse, as a guilt trip. As far as school, I graduated Orange Star High two years early! You'd know that if you were around more!" Videl screamed angrily as Hercule glared for a second before waving her off and walking away. Mumbling about her doing whatever she wanted.

Videl got in her copter and made her way towards the nearest dragon ball on the outskirts of East City. Meanwhile, a spiky haired boy woke up, the boy who defeated Cell got dressed in his gi, to go train with his little brother Goten. As he left the house, he stopped in front of an altar by the door, the 4-Star Dragon Ball at the center of the altar with pictures of his father and an older man with a bushy mustache. His namesake, his father's Grandpa Gohan. He smiled as he saw Goten stopping with him in front of the altar for a short prayer.

End Prologue

A/N: I know I'm in the middle of Fate of the First Super Saiyan, but I had a thought about what happened to Videl's mother, never being confirmed, but I imagine she passed from the mysterious heart virus that Goku had, but it being incredibly rare so doctor's got stumped as to how it was contracted.

Anyway, it must have made Videl depressed and superstitious, hoping for anyway to bring her back. I also thought that with any kind of motivation, people can do amazing things, like become incredibly smart to serve their interests

It might seem like an odd thing, but I put it so that Videl heard Gohan's name on the broadcast, because in the long run, they are soulmates. So of course she is going to be slightly more attuned to him. Plus, mourning and depression making her more attuned to universal circumstances or connections, Although she didn't know it.

The motivation for this story is basically, "What if Videl found Gohan in the wilderness similar to how Bulma found Goku?" By that I mean, she is on a quest for the dragon balls, finds a boy of mysterious strength, and begins hunting for the dragon balls with him.

Read and Review, let me know what you think, this story won't last too long, and won't be updated as often as my other story, but I will work on it as much as I can, working on it between chapters for Fate of The First Super Saiyan. Also, if you haven't read my other stories, please, read and review those as well.