The Wayne Manor gym buzzed with the sound of high-tech gear. Right in the middle stood a Saiyan pod, but it didn't look quite like the alien ship it once was. Now it had WayneTech screens, safety rails, and all sorts of upgrades. Thomas Wayne and Lucius Fox had spent months making sure it was safe for humans—mixing Saiyan training tricks with Gotham's best engineering.
Ojaga and Bruce stood inside the pod, both wearing custom training suits. The inside glowed as the simulation started: gravity cranked up, holographic obstacles popped into view, and the air felt thick—like it was daring them to give up.
Bruce grinned, already sweating. "Ready?"
Ojaga nodded, calm and focused. He moved with a natural grace, his intense eyes and sharp jaw making him look a lot like Thomas Wayne did in old photos. Some teachers would later whisper about how much Ojaga looked like his dad, but only the family knew the truth—he was alien.
The boys pushed each other, training hard. Bruce picked up new moves fast, always copying Ojaga's technique. Ojaga felt energy buzzing inside him—he was still hungry, but the pod's new nutrient system, fixed by Lucius, helped a lot.
After training, they changed into their school uniforms. Alfred drove them to Gotham Academy, the fanciest school in the city. Ojaga made sure his tail was tightly wrapped under his shirt, careful with every step.
The schoolyard was a blur of noise and color. Ojaga and Bruce walked in together, getting a few stares—two Waynes, one with a striking resemblance to their famous father.
A group of older boys blocked their way. The biggest one, with a smug grin, stepped forward. "Well, well. If it isn't Gotham's princes. Think you're better than us?"
Bruce's eyes narrowed, but Ojaga just watched, calm and steady.
Before things got tense, a cheerful voice broke in. "Ignore them. They're just jealous."
A boy with a crooked smile and bright eyes stepped up. "I'm Harvey. Harvey Dent. You guys new?"
Bruce relaxed. "Yeah. I'm Bruce. This is my brother, Ojaga."
Harvey grinned. "Stick with me. I know all the best hiding spots—and where to find the good snacks."
A few more kids joined them: shy, bookish Pamela; tall, athletic Oswald; and clever, quiet Edward. Each one checked out the new kids, curious about the Waynes.
The day went by with lessons, laughs, and a few tense moments. The bullies kept their distance, but Harvey and the others made sure Bruce and Ojaga weren't alone.
At lunch, Harvey leaned over. "You two really do look alike. Ojaga, you've got your dad's eyes."
Ojaga smiled, a little proud but also holding onto something older inside. "So I've been told.