"Mom, I want a tutor." It'd been several months since Pigero'd destroyed the Makyo Star and Garlic Jr. had been pulled back into the Dead Zone during the resulting confusion. Since, Garlic Jr's soul had been completely destroyed, and all of us on Earth had settled into a comfortable new rhythm.
Most of the Z-fighters spent their days doing jobs for Legacy. Nappa, Pigero, and the Namekians (other than Piccolo) spent their days doing missions with the 45 newer Legacies, who'd managed to learn the basics of energy control and were now authorized as Basic Legacies, who could do missions so long as they were accompanied by another Legacy of Elite Grade or higher.
Meanwhile, Gohan did his best to split his time between training and studying, both of which he did with Videl at his side. The two were inseparable. Every other day, he'd alternate between spending all day studying with Videl, and half of the day training Videl, the other half doing intensive training on his own. As a result of the special one on one training that she was getting from my brother, Videl was incredibly close to being promoted to Elite Legacy.
In order to become an Elite Legacy, I'd decided that you need to have the power to take on any mission that could possibly show up. That meant that the test needed to be pretty bad. I was planning on having her prove that she could use Silver Mode times 10, then having her fight someone to see where her strength was at, after having her power level assessed by one of the scouters I'd had Bulma recreate in order to integrate into our sensors. They were designed to shut off and stop sensing someone once their power level eclipsed 200,000, in order to stop them from blowing out. Once her powers had eclipsed that point at their highest level, she'd get to upgrade her uniform to the Elite level one that had a built-in tracker to make up for the power level tracker going offline.
But today, Gohan and Videl were supposed to study. Hence, Gohan asking Chichi for a tutor during breakfast.
"Are you and Videl struggling with your studies, Gohan?" Mom asked him, putting more food on my plate as I inhaled my food.
"Kind of... I feel like I'm not making as much progress as I should be. It's hard to balance training with my studies, you know." Gohan replied, "Maybe if I had a tutor, they'd be able to help me with that?"
"You're wasting your time, Gohan." I offered my valuable input. Honestly, I was surprised that Gohan was the one suggesting the tutor this time around, but in canon, Chichi had ended up hiring a whip-lover who she'd ended up throwing out a window.
Annoyed by my lack of support, Chichi slapped my head. "Gohan, I think it's very admirable that you're studying so hard. If you really want a tutor, then I'll get you a tutor. In fact, Hanna can join you for your first session."
"What?! Mom?!" I spun around so fast that I caused a literal whirlwind in place, "I don't have time for a tutoring session, mom!"
"Don't worry... it won't be for a couple of weeks, and the sessions won't be that frequent. I've been talking with Chelsea quite a bit lately, and I'm sure she'd be happy to deal with your duties at Legacy while you're busy studying." She told me with a smile.
"Nnrgh..." I groaned, having nothing to say to that. Wasn't it the worst thing in the world when your secretary becomes friends with your mother? Wait... wasn't Chelsea literally created to help me do whatever I wanted? Why was she helping my mom trap me in a room with a demon tutor?
"Grreaaatttt..." I said as sarcastically as possible. "While you conspire with my secretary to torture me, I've got a lot to do. I better head out."
I slipped out of the house as fast as I could.
...
"Oh, Miss Chichi, do not worry. I'm good with slow children, and with discipline. I'm very strict-"
"Nnrgghhh..." I groaned, smothering my face with a pillow as I heard the tutor's annoying voice as he walked down the hallway alongside my mother.
"My children are not slow! They're both very bright, Mr. Shuu, they're just beginning to fall behind on their studies."
"I see, yes, every parent believes their child to be a prodigy. Do not worry, Miss Chichi. I will ensure that they both live up to their full potential-"
"SERIOUSLY, HANNA!?" As they opened the door to the room that Gohan and I shared, they were greeted with the sight of Gohan studying diligently at his desk... with one hand, while the other was halfheartedly trying to pull my pillow off of its spot, practically glued to my face as I rolled around on my bed.
"Told you she'd get mad at you." Gohan muttered to me. Meanwhile, Mom facepalmed.
"Look, Hanna, you promised." She reminded me.
"Get up right now, young lady!" I (sort of) felt a whip smack against me as the tutor yelled at me. As he'd told me to do, I sat up.
"Yeah, that's the last time you use that thing." I warned.
"I'd appreciate it if you left now, Miss Chichi. It seems that I have a bit of work to do." The tutor advised. Unable to argue against that, Chichi left the room.
"I see that your father and his brainless ways have already infected your mind." The tutor started, but Gohan interrupted him, immediately getting angry.
"What did you say?! Don't talk bad about our dad." He warned.
"Martial Arts, right? Pointless, brutal, and a disgustingly poor influence on developing minds like yours. Just look at what it turned him into! Didn't he leave to go beat up on people like a barbarian?! Didn't he!?"
"I told you to shut up about our father! He's not a barbarian!" Gohan yelled at the tutor, who raised his whip and attempted to bring it down on my brother. Naturally, though, I'd already warned this idiot once. I wasn't going to allow him to use the whip again, so I grabbed it and vaporized it in my hand before it hit anyone.
"AAHH!! What are you!? Miss Chichi! Miss Chichi!" After Mr. Shuu left and got our (very angry) mother, he explained that we were afflicted with the demon seed, as an effect of our father's poor influence. He went on to explain that the only cure to the demon seed is strict
One day, a spaceship landed in the middle of the Capsule Corp lawn. As it opened, Yamcha settled into a battle stance in front of the door, only for Vegeta to come out of it, just as expected.
"Dang it. I was hoping that Kakarot had arrived." Vegeta immediately asked upon exiting his ship. His clothes were tattered and frayed from use, and he smelled like the broad side of a barn
"You mean you didn't find Goku in space?" Yamcha asked, surprised.
"Don't remind me! I'm frustrated enough as it is. Taking my anger out on a punching bag like you might be exactly what the doctor ordered."
"Try it! I've been training, and I'm sure that I can take you, Vegeta!" In reality, though, Yamcha was shaking in his boots. He had no idea how deep Vegeta's strength actually ran, but he was fairly sure that Vegeta's strength was comparable to Gohan and mine, who could both beat him down with one hand in our base forms, even while he was maxing his Kaio-ken out.
But just before they came to blows, Bulma shoved Yamcha aside. "Pe-yew, what's that terrible smell? Oh, it's you." She poked Vegeta in the chest, "When's the last time you bathed there, bud? You need a bath. This way, please!" As the other two stood there shocked, Bulma began walking toward her house. "Come on, then."
Despite his groaning, Vegeta followed her obediently. After taking a bath, Bulma dressed him in a pink shirt. But as he complained and argued with her, Yamcha, and Krillin about it, she told him something that made him think.
"Loosen up a little. Fighting each other isn't fun at all... By the way, if you're looking for Goku, then you should just stay here. He'll be back eventually, I'm sure of it. And I should know, I've known him since he was five years old, after all." Bulma told him.
...
Only a few hours after Vegeta arrived, we all felt it. An intense, overwhelming aura screaming 'DIE!!!'... no, two of them. Mecha-Frieza had finally arrived on Earth, and his father, King Cold, was with him. I'd been expecting this for a while now, so it didn't surprise me to feel it in the middle of a combat lesson with some of the young future Legacies, but over half of them immediately fell onto their butts, sensing the power coming from above.
'It's time for the moment of truth, huh, Shay?' I asked my jacket telepathically.
'No temporal anomalies detected, Hanna. And on top of that, Frieza's ship has locked onto Legacy. They're going to land right on the front lawn.' Shay gave me her status report, which made me bite my lip.
"Alright, everyone. Practice cancelled. Karna, I need you to get the other Namekians and send everyone who's not a Captain to the Tertiary Facility. Also, make sure that Rise sends out the energy flare while he's still here. They've probably locked onto the trainees' energies. You guys aren't strong enough to fight Frieza yet." I issued instructions to the nearest Namekian, who immediately ran off to carry them out.
After Legacy had begun to grow, I'd created secondary facilities across the globe to provide a base and shelter for high powered fighters in dire situations. The Paoz facility was the First, then the Second was another surface facility on the other side of the country. The Tertiary facility was another one that everyone above the level of Elite knew about. It was deep underground. Deep enough that it would mask the energies of trainees who hadn't quite mastered the basics yet. I'd have Videl and the Namekians protect the trainees there while all of the stronger Captains, drawn in by Rise's signal, which was another art of standard protocol, gathered here to help. I honestly didn't care what Yamcha did, but the rest of them would be able to help at least a little bit against Frieza and his father. I especially needed Gohan, since he was strong enough to beat one of the two without even going Super Saiyan, if the need arose.
Before long, a bunch of people had gathered. Pigero, Nappa, Piccolo, Tien, Chiaotzu, Vegeta, Krillin, Gohan, and, to everyone's chagrin, Bulma and Yamcha.
"You seem to have all gotten quite a bit stronger..." Vegeta muttered, looking around. Meanwhile, I plumbed the depths of Vegeta's own power level, which he was currently hiding 90% of. It actually shocked me almost into silence. I knew that Vegeta's power level had been higher than Gohan's by the end of the fight against Frieza, but he'd actually broken 8 million. Vegeta was officially twice as strong as my base form right now. In other words, he was strong enough to stand on even ground with Nappa after the bigger Saiyan maxed out his Grey Mode. Admittedly, he still wasn't near the strongest person around, but in base form, nobody here could match Vegeta's might.
"And if you try anything, you'll figure out exactly how strong we've gotten, Vegeta." Tien warned the Saiyan, but Vegeta just brushed him off.
"Now's not the time for petty squabbling. We should get out of here while we still have the chance! If we can stage a sneak attack-" Krillin tried to tell us, but Piccolo just shook his head.
"There's no point. Frieza already knows exactly where we are. Those scouters probably picked up on the Legacy trainees power levels. He'll be on guard."
"Who says it's actually Frieza!? Didn't Goku kill him back on Namek!? Plus, there's two of them!" Tien asked.
"Clearly, Kakarot didn't finish the job." Vegeta hissed.
"Frieza's a cockroach. Combine that with Kakarot's character..." Raditz agreed with Vegeta.
"Yeah, that's not surprising. But a second Frieza..." Krillin agreed with the two, knowing Goku as well as he did, it wasn't especially shocking that Goku allowed the tyrant to live. Not that it mattered.
"Don't worry. I'm pretty sure that Gohan and I can take them." Actually, I was one hundred percent certain that, as long as Frieza had his mecha parts, he couldn't get much stronger than he was on Namek no matter how hard he trained. That meant that my Super Saiyan form could completely shut him out, while Gohan's strength was likely almost exactly equal to Mecha-Frieza at his peak, so he'd be able to deal with King Cold pretty well. I wished that Future Trunks were here to deal with all of this for us, though.
"I-if you say so, Hanna." Gohan muttered beside me.
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