lovedaught2

"Okay why did you lie? Y'know about the Cell games?" Videl said bluntly, she wasn't being rude she just had waited forever to know.

Videl went quiet; her father had never ever mentioned her mother before. And she now realized she knew very little about her own mom, or even knew what she looked like. She wanted her dad to continue but as she looked at his saddened face, she knew it was a pretty sensitive subject.

"Your mother," Mr. Satan started, "was the most beautiful creature I had ever seen. I met her by accident one night while walking home...

"Hey beautiful, what's the hurry?" A rawboned character asked as his gang of ten circled her backing her into a dark alley.

"Yeah it's still early how about you come home with me?" the other asked while flicking his cigarette aside and walked towards her.

"Leave me alone, or else I swear you will regret it." The woman with long black hair and fiery eyes threatened, as she went into a protective stance.

"Ten against one is not very fair, but if it makes you feel better I'll put one hand behind my back," she grinned confidently, but she was actually nervous. Gangs like this always have weapons on them she thought I better take them down in one hit.

All of as sudden the leader lunged at her throwing his arm out to land a blow on her face, the girl without hesitation grabbed the incoming fist, and turned the man so his hand was now pinned to his back, and threw him with suprising force against the wall. Knocking him out along with three teeth.

"You bitch I'll teach you." The next one came from behind with a chain, swinging for her turned back; she quickly faced him and raised her arm so the chain now wrapped around it. She yanked the chain so the grotesque character was thrust forward and simultaneously she kicked him in the stomach. Leaving him to gasp for air.

Chain still in hand she turned back to the group, "ANYONE ELSE WANT TO TRY?" the click of a hammer being pulled came from behind her and she felt the eerie feeling of cold metal on the back of her head.

"No more games," A deep male voice said as he pressed the gun harder into the back of her head. "Drop the chain." He ordered.

The woman glanced around the two men she had fought were still on the ground, and seven were in front of her now grinning. Shit that's only nine, what a stupid mistake she thought I should have counted she scolded herself. As her mind whirred for ideas, she felt the gun once again touch the back of her skull.

"You shouldn't yell at a lady." Came a new voice from behind. Before the other could react, two strong arms grabbed him and threw him into a nearby garbage can. With that the remainder of the gang drew the weapons and prepared to attack both of their enemies.

"Don't worry miss, your safe now just step back and I'll take care of them." Said the unknown figure. She squinted in the darkness to see but to no avail.

"No way I'm not letting you have all the fun," she said as two came at her. And she happily complied by jumping above them and knocking their two heads together. When she landed she upper-cutted another in the face and resumed punching him about.

"Fine by me," he said as he too was confronted by a heavily tattooed figure that had drawn a switchblade. He swiftly punched him in the gut, when he lurched forward he grabbed him and threw him into another. Who was rammed against the wall putting him out cold.

"I think that's all of them," he said when suddenly the one the girl had kneed in the gut, jumped on his back and wrapped his weapon of choice about his neck. The chain tightened sending him stumbling forward choking for air. He reached back and grabbed his attacker, who only constricted the chain some more. The world was about to go black when suddenly the girl punched the assailant in the nose sending him reeling back and off of the now gasping man's back. He realizing he could breath again kicked the man hard, so he himself became unconscious.

"Great thank you we were trying to get these Cretans for months." He said as he drew out his handcuffs. "You may go now."

"I want to thank you," the girl said to the man whom due to the darkness she could not see. "For saving my life, if it wasn't for you I would be dead at the hands of those creeps or maybe worse. By the way my name is Natas Gibson"

"Mine is Hercule Satan, and don't mention it, you after all saved me when the guy was choking me so we're even."

They stopped under a nearby streetlight so they could look at each other. Mr. Satan was shocked to see how beautiful she was; she had an incredible figure and a sweet little face. You could never imagine someone that looked like that could do any damage. He admired how lovely she was and recalled her fiery temper. Making her very attractive in his eyes and not just by looks.

Natas swiped a long black hair from her soulful brown eyes, and she too studied him under the glow of the above light. He's kind of goofy looking she thought smiling but he's also sort of handsome looking in his own special way. She noticed his muscles and how he had a maroon fighting GI on.

"Yes, but I still have a long way to go, I'm not nearly strong enough yet." Hercule said looking down at her. "Do you need me to walk you home? I mean just in case anymore weirdoes show up?"

"My parents name me that, I guess because either I was a strong baby or my mother was seriously doped up on pain killers after she gave birth to me."

Natas burst out laughing at the last remark. When she finished she realized she was in front of her apartment.

For the remainder of the year to come Hercule trained hard, with the help of Natas. To prepare for the oncoming tournament. Only pausing his training to go on the many dates they went on together. And as he became stronger so did their bond. And by the time of the contest the two were very much in love.


	FOR THE LOVE OF A DAUGHTER 2 I'm using Hercule as Mr. Satan's first name. So read on. "No more lies? You promise?" "With all my heart." Mr. Satan said. "Okay why did you lie? Y'know about the Cell games?" Videl said bluntly, she wasn't being rude she just had waited forever to know. "I wanted her to be proud of me." "Her who?" "Your mom." Mr. Satan sighed as if it was painful to even talk about it. Videl went quiet; her father had never ever mentioned her mother before. And she now realized she knew very little about her own mom, or even knew what she looked like. She wanted her dad to continue but as she looked at his saddened face, she knew it was a pretty sensitive subject. "Your mother," Mr. Satan started, "was the most beautiful creature I had ever seen. I met her by accident one night while walking home... FLASHBACK TO 18 YEARS AGO. "Hey beautiful, what's the hurry?" A rawboned character asked as his gang of ten circled her backing her into a dark alley. "Yeah it's still early how about you come home with me?" the other asked while flicking his cigarette aside and walked towards her. "Leave me alone, or else I swear you will regret it." The woman with long black hair and fiery eyes threatened, as she went into a protective stance. "Hey boys I think she want's to fight us, you reckon to take us all on babe?" he scoffed. "Ten against one is not very fair, but if it makes you feel better I'll put one hand behind my back," she grinned confidently, but she was actually nervous. Gangs like this always have weapons on them she thought I better take them down in one hit. All of as sudden the leader lunged at her throwing his arm out to land a blow on her face, the girl without hesitation grabbed the incoming fist, and turned the man so his hand was now pinned to his back, and threw him with suprising force against the wall. Knocking him out along with three teeth. "You bitch I'll teach you." The next one came from behind with a chain, swinging for her turned back; she quickly faced him and raised her arm so the chain now wrapped around it. She yanked the chain so the grotesque character was thrust forward and simultaneously she kicked him in the stomach. Leaving him to gasp for air. Chain still in hand she turned back to the group, "ANYONE ELSE WANT TO TRY?" the click of a hammer being pulled came from behind her and she felt the eerie feeling of cold metal on the back of her head. "No more games," A deep male voice said as he pressed the gun harder into the back of her head. "Drop the chain." He ordered. The woman glanced around the two men she had fought were still on the ground, and seven were in front of her now grinning. Shit that's only nine, what a stupid mistake she thought I should have counted she scolded herself. As her mind whirred for ideas, she felt the gun once again touch the back of her skull. "I said drop the GOD DAMN CHAIN." He yelled. "You shouldn't yell at a lady." Came a new voice from behind. Before the other could react, two strong arms grabbed him and threw him into a nearby garbage can. With that the remainder of the gang drew the weapons and prepared to attack both of their enemies. "Don't worry miss, your safe now just step back and I'll take care of them." Said the unknown figure. She squinted in the darkness to see but to no avail. "No way I'm not letting you have all the fun," she said as two came at her. And she happily complied by jumping above them and knocking their two heads together. When she landed she upper-cutted another in the face and resumed punching him about. "Fine by me," he said as he too was confronted by a heavily tattooed figure that had drawn a switchblade. He swiftly punched him in the gut, when he lurched forward he grabbed him and threw him into another. Who was rammed against the wall putting him out cold. "I think that's all of them," he said when suddenly the one the girl had kneed in the gut, jumped on his back and wrapped his weapon of choice about his neck. The chain tightened sending him stumbling forward choking for air. He reached back and grabbed his attacker, who only constricted the chain some more. The world was about to go black when suddenly the girl punched the assailant in the nose sending him reeling back and off of the now gasping man's back. He realizing he could breath again kicked the man hard, so he himself became unconscious. The police sirens grew louder as they turned onto the street. "I guess someone called the cops for us." "Is everyone okay here?" Asked the policeman as he got out of the squad car. "Fine, there they are officer." The woman said gesturing towards the gang. "Great thank you we were trying to get these Cretans for months." He said as he drew out his handcuffs. "You may go now." With that solved the two walked off together. "I want to thank you," the girl said to the man whom due to the darkness she could not see. "For saving my life, if it wasn't for you I would be dead at the hands of those creeps or maybe worse. By the way my name is Natas Gibson" "Mine is Hercule Satan, and don't mention it, you after all saved me when the guy was choking me so we're even." They stopped under a nearby streetlight so they could look at each other. Mr. Satan was shocked to see how beautiful she was; she had an incredible figure and a sweet little face. You could never imagine someone that looked like that could do any damage. He admired how lovely she was and recalled her fiery temper. Making her very attractive in his eyes and not just by looks. Natas swiped a long black hair from her soulful brown eyes, and she too studied him under the glow of the above light. He's kind of goofy looking she thought smiling but he's also sort of handsome looking in his own special way. She noticed his muscles and how he had a maroon fighting GI on. "I recognize you now, you the one who's fighting for the Grand Champion Martial artist league next year." "Yes, but I still have a long way to go, I'm not nearly strong enough yet." Hercule said looking down at her. "Do you need me to walk you home? I mean just in case anymore weirdoes show up?" "No I don't need you to," "Oh," Mr. Satan said with a hint of disappointment in his voice. "But I would like you to." Natas said while smiling. "Hai okay then." They walked for a little while talking about nothing in particular. "So Hercule is an interesting name, how did you get it?" "My parents name me that, I guess because either I was a strong baby or my mother was seriously doped up on pain killers after she gave birth to me." Natas burst out laughing at the last remark. When she finished she realized she was in front of her apartment. "Well this is my place," She said looking towards it then back to Mr. Satan. "Can I call you," he asked nervously. (Take note Mr. Satan is probably about 21 now.) "Sure I love that," Natas said as she reached into her purse. Here's my card. Mr. Satan took it and quickly read it, "Martial arts trainer?" "Yeah that's how I knew how to fight. Maybe I can help you train for the oncoming tournament." She suggested. "Yeah." For the remainder of the year to come Hercule trained hard, with the help of Natas. To prepare for the oncoming tournament. Only pausing his training to go on the many dates they went on together. And as he became stronger so did their bond. And by the time of the contest the two were very much in love. Next Chapter