The sun had just made its appearance in the Eastern region of the sky when the serene scene of this particular morning was destroyed by the sound of the sky cracking like a vicious whip. It could be heard for miles all around as Gohan, the Earth's protector, flew at an unbelievable speed towards an undisclosed location. He'd spent all weekend with Videl and Pan, resulting in no training whatsoever; a cost that he couldn't afford to pay. Though he'd promised his wife to devote all his time to them over the small break, he couldn't help but sneak out for a few hours on this beautiful Sunday morning.
The strong breeze ruffled through his black tresses as he now flew past countless cities and villages, putting a small smile to his face. "Hey that looks like a good place to train!" He exclaimed to himself while halting mid-flight to look at the setting below. There, in its own remote location, was a modest city that appeared to be abandoned and in ruins; the perfect place to let his powers run wild.
Descending slowly, Gohan softly landed in the center of a boulevard before walking ahead several yards. After scanning the area and confirming it to be desolate, the mighty Saiyan powered up while still in base form. The atmosphere went under a great change in pressure with the beginning of his ritual; rocks levitating up off the ground, and the remaining structures of the once bustling city now shaking under his immense power. Gohan's power exploded now, the extent of his base form having been reached. He was ready for a morning of rigorous training, completely unaware that somebody was en route to his location.