45 School Day part 2 (1/2)
Reiss was instantly interested in the fact that one of their classmates fought crime as a hobby. He could see how it would be fun running around the city fighting crime. As a hobby he thought it was a good idea, however if she believed she could actually end crime she would be a fool.
”A crime fighter, you say?” Gohan asked. ”That's interesting.”
”Yeah Videl's dad is Mr. Satan. He is a professional fighter.” Erasa was happy to explain her friends position. ”She even works with the city's police department.”
Unknown to Erasa, she had given Videl the opening she needed to bring up the bank robbery. She had been thinking of a way to broach the subject. However before she could bring up the subject, Reiss provided the answer.
”So is this a high crime city?” the prince asked. ”Just this morning, Gohan and I stopped a bank robbery on the way to school.”
”It was you two after all!” Videl accidentally shouted. Recognizing her error she quickly slapped her hands over her mouth.
”Ms. Videl, if you could please lower your voice, class is about to start.” the professor said.
The pig tailed girl was angered by her own impulsive outburst. The students refocused their attention on the professor as he droned on with his lesson. Reiss looked around, trying to find something interesting in the room. He noted Gohan was especially studious from the amount of notes he was taking.
When the class was over, Erasa offered to show Reiss and Gohan the way to the their next class. They were swamped by a mob of students the entire walk towards the outdoor facilities in the back of the five story building. Once word spread about the imperial prince attending school, he became the center of attention.
”I didn't think it would be like this.” Gohan whispered to his cousin.
He never imagined his cousin would attract the level of attention that he did. Their past interaction made Gohan view Reiss as just another person with no regard for his status. Now he was seeing the effects of having a famous family member first hand.
”I told you, there was no way I was going to be low profile.” Reiss shrugged.
The various students in the crowd slowly started to disperse to go to their different classes. Videl thought it would be the best chance to get her questions answered. From the interactions she saw Reiss have with the other students, he seemed approachable.
”About that bank robbery you two stopped. The way witness described it, you two were like nothing they had ever seen.” Videl began her question, ”How were you able to do that?”
”That wasn't anything special.” Reiss looked to Gohan to in an attempt to figure out why the pushy girl was making an issue out of the robbery.
”What do you mean nothing special? People said you both had golden glows.” Videl asserted.
”Yeah, we are Super Saiyans. That's what it looks like when we transform.” Reiss explained. ”My cousin is also a half Saiyan, our fathers are brothers.” Videl had totally forgotten the fact that the blue haired boy was half alien.
”Oh wow, that's amazing Gohan.” Erasa chimed in, ”The children of world champions club at this school is growing.”
”Erasa's joking.” Sharpner said, ”At least, there is no club yet.”
In the back of the school was a replica of the world tournament arena encircled by a large track. On the opposite side of the track was a domed facility almost as tall as the five story school building.
The instructors separated the class into those that were interested in the martial studies versus the students who just wanted to play traditional sports. Surprising for Reiss, his cousin opted to not to take the sports course. He was sure Gohan had grown less interested in combat over the last few years.
The instructor informed the students that there would soon be a school wide selection. The strongest students would be picked to represent the school in the upcoming World Martial Arts Tournament. When they were told of this, many of the students became excited by the prospect of becoming world champion.
Next, the class was led into the indoor training facility inside the domed building. There was a multitude of equipment and machinery neatly arranged in the building. It was explained, for the benefit of the new students, that the building was used for strength training and assessment tests. The students would often be tested to insure they were making progress. Their first stop was a machine that was made like a vertical ring with a platform in the center. The platform was one meter in diameter and if one stood in the center it would look like Leonardo da Vinci's ”Vitruvian Man.”
”Ms. Videl, would you like to demonstrate?” the teacher asked.
Videl confidently hopped onto the platform and reached out to clutch the hand bars at her sides. She smirked slightly because she currently held the school's strength record. In the last month, she intensified her training to prepare to compete in the World Tournament.
”Are you ready?” the teacher asked.
When she gave the go ahead, the instructor activated the machine. The girl slowly began to pull the bars closer together. After a few seconds, her progress was being reversed by the machine pulling back against her, Videl doubled her focus and renewed her fight. When then machine returned to its original position, the test was over.
”Exceptional as always, Videl!” the instructor cheered. ”If your martial skills match your strength, which I know they do, you'll be a shoo-in for one of the school's tournament slots.”
”Thank you, sir.” she replied. Even if she didn't use one of the school's tournament participation slots, she would still be able to compete on her own.