Kana's attention then turned towards the sky and she raised her hand, pointing it towards the clouds. "Bit! Activate the composer unit of the Star Shooter and prepare to digitize this entire planet for transport."
Hearing the woman begin preparations to potentially destroy or capture their world, Videl gritted her teeth and threw her hand up, "WAIT!" Her shout successfully attracting Kana's attention, the young girl then glared firmly in her direction, "You said you were looking for the most powerful fighter on the planet to challenge them, right? Well… I know exactly who you need to look for."
This had Kana lower her arm and stare in unnerving silence at the girl, "Who?"
Videl, sprouting a grin, stared confidently back at the fire haired woman, "His name is Son Gohan."
"Son?" Remembering have heard that name a little while earlier, Kana quickly brought her left arm up and activated her hologram projector. Cycling through information at light speed, she immediately came up with a profile of Son Gohan, as well as all of the information attached to it, "Son Gohan… as in the son of Son Goku?"
The raven haired girl nodded, "That's right."
"You're saying he's the most powerful fighter on this planet… not your father?" Kana asked, a little bit skeptical. Even though the first name she'd heard had been Son Goku, a person that had come straight from the King's mouth, she'd unfortunately set her expectations a little too high when she heard about the people's champion Hercule Satan and researched into all of his accomplishments. Her hopes had been raised and dashed all at once in spectacular fashion, so you could understand the teen's immediate doubts regarding this girl's sudden declarations.
She felt like she was being sent on a wild goose chase.
"Yes," Videl answered again with continuing certainty, her eyes shimmering with pride as she soldiered on. "He's strong… stronger than you can imagine. And get this, not only is he the one who defeated Cell and those aliens at the Intergalactic Martial Arts Tournament," she added to this by shooting a glare at her father, which had the man turn slightly blue before Videl looked back at their planet's guest, "He and his friends also fought and defeated the space tyrant Frieza. Perhaps you've heard of him?" It was a shot in the dark, but she had to try.
Okay, now if the first bits of information didn't catch Kana's attention… THAT certainly did.
Looking up at the girl with an expression mirroring shock, the fire haired girl swore her heart skipped a couple of beats before her mouth started to move. "He… and his friends… were the ones that killed Frieza?"
"Yep," Videl nodded, cheering inwardly at finally rousing some sort of surprise out of the invader.
Eyes sparkling, Kana felt her excitement grow once more and grinned inwardly. "Frieza… he and his family were considered one of the most powerful family races in the Northern Quadrant at one time." They had also been the head of the Destruction Corps of the Planet Trade Organization, tasked with systematically destroying planets in order to create balance in the universe. Unfortunately, the family had gotten a little bit carried away in their duties and started wiping out planets off the record without prior consent from the core galaxies, which led to disputes between them and the heads of the organization. Nevertheless, they'd been one of the most infamous groups in the cosmos, known for their ruthlessness and efficiency. "But that was before they were all mysteriously wiped out several years ago by an unknown third party, leading to insurgency within their ranks."
While Kana silently pondered over this sudden development, Videl quickly edged around her and went to check on her father. Taking him by the shoulders, the girl stood by him protectively while their butler slowly moved around the swimming pool to see if there was anything he could do to help. However, after seeing what that woman had just done to the world martial arts champion, he wasn't sure there was anything any of them could do.
Kana's eyes closed meditatively as she stood in place, "Frieza was the second strongest in his family behind his brother Cooler. At maximum power, that pale lizard could generate 12,000,000 on the riki scale, which is more than enough to make even the strongest races think twice about crossing him." A chuckle escaped her lips as her fists clenched, causing the nodes on her body to glow a hot blue while the orange veins of her plug suit fluctuated. "Anyone who can defeat Frieza is definitely no slouch. I might get some worthwhile fun out of this planet yet."
"I made a grievous miscalculation," Kana spoke up, drawing Videl and Hercule's attention back to her when she smiled in their direction, "I'm sorry to have disturbed you and your family, and I apologize for any damages I may have caused to your property." With a low bow, she then took a few steps back and wrapped herself up in her metallic ball once again. As soon as she was completely incased, the metallic sphere hummed loudly and rocketed up into the sky at lightning speed, vanishing into the clouds with a sonic boom.
When the wind and dust finally settled, leaving the Satan mansion with a massive hole plowed through its center and the family scattered all across the backyard, Videl and Hercule spent the next few minutes recollecting their nerves. Following their close encounter with the kindest alien invader they would ever come across, who seemed like both an angel and Death incarnate sharing the same body, the pair could rest a little easy knowing that she was gone.
Videl however, being the smartest one there, knew for a fact that it wasn't over yet. Not by a long shot.
Reason being was that even though she'd just saved her father and the world from certain annihilation, she knew full well that she'd pretty much sent a rabid dog after her best friend in Mount Paozu.
Feeling immediate concern for his safety and knowing that he might be in trouble, Videl quickly made the decision to go see her friend and turned to glare down at her father.
The Champ, appearing so diminutive and pitiable before his daughter that he seemed physically smaller than her, looked up at his little girl with an ashamed and meek expression all in one. He gulped at the hard stare his child gave him, "Y-You know?"
The teen nodded, "Yeah."
"H-How long?"
"About a month now… though… I had a feeling much earlier than that," Videl replied, obviously referring to the man's supposed victory over the mighty Cell and sparing him a knowing smile as a result.
Hercule, murmuring uneasily, took a moment to suck it in before, with whatever strength he could muster, attempted to get to his feet. Hell, he spared no thought or consideration to the fact that the right side of his face, which had taken that monstrous hit from before, was practically swollen purple. "Videl… sweet pea… I… have a lot of explaining to do…"
"We can talk later dad," Videl said, pulling the man to his feet and seeing him look back at her from a timid, hunched over position. "But for now, I need to borrow your jet-copter…"