The Legend of Aliens and Flying People
Chapter 1

Bulma was slumped at her office table. It had been just a week after Beerus attacked the Earth, and she was still kind of feeling his slap across her cheek. Vegeta getting angry for her made it up though, and she was sick of feeling like a giddy teenager all over again, in her late 30's. The clash of emotions inside her caused an internal thunderstorm, and it was making her feel unwell.

Just across the room, Trunks and Goten were busy writing her signature on contracts, receipts, and important papers directed to her office. It killed two birds with one stone for her: she could relax and put her energies to more important activities and she could train the kids in their penmanship. Trunks and Goten loved the activity though, as they were still at the age where almost everything fascinated them. It was hard work for her to train them, since the first time they did it, her papers were ripped all over the place. She could almost sympathize with Goku, Piccolo, and Vegeta. Almost. Saiyajins were so useful for physically mundane work.

"Madam Briefs!" called her secretary through the intercom. "The ZTV document you asked for has been delivered. Mr. Firecracker is also here in the lobby."

Bulma pressed the reply button. "Alright, give me the documents and make him wait for about 30 minutes."

The secretary then opened the tinted glass doors to Bulma's office, where she turned a blind eye towards the superhuman speed of her boss' son and the other kid. She wouldn't admit it to anyone, but she would never cease to be surprised by it. She wished she had some of her own, maybe next time?

Bulma propped the papers on her table and read them carefully.

[Transcript]
Top Secret ZTV Report
For Bulma Briefs' eyes only

My name is Jimmy Firecracker, and I've been reporting for ZTV's KBC News for a long time now. I'm the lead reporter, and because of that I have been doing a lot of high-profile reporting over the years. However, it looks like this time, I will have discovered the greatest secret this Earth has always kept silent about... the rumors of flying people and aliens.

I've learned from several former Capsule Corporation employees about superpowered beings throwing glowing balls and beams from their hands, as well as throwing punches and kicks faster than the eye can see. However, all of them refuse to talk about it, fearing for their lives and familial security. But this only heightened my curiosity for these people; why would they hide such things from the world? In my journalistic opinion, the world needs to know the truth!

I've compiled these interviews from several of my sources. Their identities will be concealed for security reasons.

Former Capsule Corp Janitor: I was a janitor at Capcorp. I started out as a cleaner at the Main Branch, working for almost 20 years. I had decent pay, then one day I got summons from Madam Briefs. She gave me a card and swore me to secrecy for the rest of my life. I wasn't gonna accept it until I saw my pay. It had more zeroes in it than I'd ever earned in my whole career, and I was just a janitor! Who was I to refuse? So we had to get up early in the morning and ride a company bus towards what I saw was the Home Base of Capcorp. When I got there, the 2 Golden Rules were:

1. Keep your head down, reply to the Briefs family fast and smart, especially to [redacted]. He is prone to rage.

2. If visitors come, don't entertain unless asked. If you see them entering in an unusual way or bypassing security, ignore.

I... I saw things, Jimmy... like you wouldn't believe... these rules helped save my life. After about 5 years I resigned, and in exchange for my silence I've got this nice stipend for life. This is all I can tell you man. I'm not risking it.

Jimmy: Did you develop any rapport towards these people?

Janitor: Well, I did with some of them. They have normal people with them, like you and me, just stronger. I sometimes babysat for the Madam's son when she was away on business. He was an unforgiving little bugger.

Former Capsule Corp Scientist: I worked as the Senior Assistant at the Home Base Robotics Lab. I got a card from Madam Briefs one day after proving myself in the Main Branch labs. I worked hard to get that job, because I've heard rumors within the company about being set for life if you got summoned by Madam Briefs. Got that astronomical pay in exchange for my sealed lips. Heck, what was I to lose? I got to work on top secret high-security level projects and get paid to do so. Anyway, when I got there, I was pissed when my first project was to work on a perpetual cafeteria, or so Madam told me to. I almost backtalked to her when my superior covered my mouth and just told me to do as she asked.

I was pissed for the first few months. I thought she was a colossal [redacted], and a dictator. I was so ready to get out of there as soon as my contract was up, until I got lost one day. The Briefs estate is that large, and I hear explosions all the time. I assumed it was from the experiments people were conducting, but no. I chanced upon a room called the Gravity Room. I peeked through the window and I saw [redacted] evading laser beams. At least, that's how I saw it, because he noticed me and immediately stopped. I felt fear like I never felt it before, and I remember wetting my pants. Thankfully, her son came along and called the Madam. She led me to her personal changing room and explained to me... things, while I was dressing up. She was the kindest boss I've ever had to work for. I always thought they were snobby, these rich people, but there are some kind hearts among them. I'm back at Main now, but I'll never forget the time I worked there. It was the most stressful yet most fun period of my life.

Jimmy: What are some examples of the things she explained to you?

Scientist: I can't give you that, sorry.

Jimmy: Not even a hint?

Scientist: Well, take a gander. Here goes.

Jimmy: Okay.

Scientist: The rumors you hear... they're true.

Jimmy: Which ones?

Scientist: I won't tell you which, but they are.

I have compiled many other testimonials, but these two have been the most informative. With these things, I've come to the conclusion that indeed, the Briefs Family hides a lot of secrets and have successfully done that with money and influence.

[End Transcript]

Bulma closed her eyes. Journalists came all the time to her home and office, so it was nothing new. It was when they got nosy that did all the trouble, and this one had gotten farther than all of them. It would have been simple to bribe people with money, but it looked like this person was not to be dissuaded. She thought about using Vegeta... but her husband would just kill him. Maybe not.

"Send him in."

She motioned Trunks and Goten to move out with her hands, and they were well-accustomed to the drill. They delivered the stacks of papers to Bulma and went out the window in the blink of an eye. Goten closed the window as Trunks took the opportunity to wave goodbye to his mother. Bulma would just call Chichi later. At that moment, Jimmy Firecracker came in.

"Good afternoon, Madam Briefs," bowed Jimmy, as he tried slowing his breath down in front of the richest woman in the world. His heart was going on a marathon, but he couldn't afford to show it if he was to get what he wanted.

"Good afternoon to you too, Mr. Firecracker," greeted Bulma, as she made the act of signing the remaning papers. She smiled inwardly at how little papers Trunks and Goten left her. It looks like the usual truck of ice cream was in order. "Mr. Firecracker -"

"Please Madam, call me Jimmy," he said, raising a hand.

"Very well, Jimmy," amended Bulma with a smile. "This project of yours.. may I ask why you're going through with it?"

"I was born with immense curiosity, Madam," he replied. "Delivering honest information to the masses is what I do for a living."

Bulma sighed. "So it looks like I can't bribe you with anything, huh?"

"No can do," replied Jimmy, who felt a ton of weights had been lifted off his shoulders. "I may not be as rich as you, but I live comfortably with me and my family."

"Looks like we have no choice," said Bulma as she pursed her lips and pressed a button on her intercom. "Ready the jetcopter." She turned her attention towards Jimmy, who was silently fidgeting in his cashmere suit and pants. "Get up. We're going to meet someone who you know very well."

They both rode in silence as Bulma maneuvered her jetcopter to Mr. Satan's mansion. Jimmy didn't notice it until the last second, as he was busy admiring the vehicle he was in. It was sleek, quiet, and abnormally fast compared to all the other models out there. And he was a rich guy too!

"M-madam, t-this is M-Mr. Satan's house!" chattered Jimmy, afraid to step out of the jetcopter.

"Relax," she replied. Jimmy was afraid for the woman. True she was rich, but she had nothing against the greatest fighter in the world! Suddenly, the heavy footsteps approaching made Jimmy weak in the knees.

"Who dares land in my backyard!?" bellowed the strongest man on Earth, Mr. Satan. "Oh, uh, it's you." Jimmy had the surprise of his life when Mr. Satan suddenly turned into a meek guy in front of Bulma Briefs. He hadn't recovered from his shock when Mr. Satan personally served them hot tea and cream-filled waffles.

"So, what brings you here, Bulma?" asked Hercule, seated on a sofa made with high-grade leather.

"I'm in a bit of a bind, and I would really like it if you can help," she replied, not touching her cup. "Oh, I'm not that hungry," she added when he motioned towards the food. Jimmy opted for silence, his mind blowing every few seconds. Who knew Mr. Satan and Madam Briefs were friends, and even on first name basis!?

"Leave it to me," said Hercule in his booming voice. "What can I do for you, huh?"

"Tell this guy what really happened during the Cell Games."

Mr. Satan's eyes bugged out. He was dreading the time this day would come, and that time was now. "W-what do y-you mean, B-Bulma? I defeated Cell, you know that right?"

Bulma just sighed and pulled him close, whispering in a low voice. "Look, he's on to us. I need some insurance and you were the first guy I thought of. Trust me, if you need sanctuary, we're the first to help you." Mr. Satan gulped a few times and faced the unknown man, who then hastily introduced himself as Jimmy Firecracker, and that they met during the Cell Games.

"Oh, so it was you... well, do you remember what happened back then?"

"I was there, but we only had your word to go on, and I had to present something to the people. Besides, you said that the people who were fighting Cell before were tricksters," said Jimmy, who found it peculiar that Mr. Satan suddenly looked at Bulma at that line. The woman in question was just sipping tea, waiting for the results.

Hercule closed his eyes. Looks like there was no going back huh? "To tell you the truth, Jimmy... it wasn't me. It was my daughter's husband." He let the line sink in before Jimmy shouted in surprise, "WHAT? VIDEL SATAN IS MARRIED?"

Bulma and Hercule had one line going through their minds: THAT'S THE DETAIL YOU'RE SURPRISED ABOUT?!

Jimmy calmed down for a minute and gathered his bearings. "This- this is groundbreaking, sir. Madam Briefs, what was your plan in all of this? I could go to town with all this information. Aren't you worried?"

Bulma smiled her devious smile. "Look, you said that you delivered honest news to the people, right?" Jimmy nodded. "The biggest news of the century that you personally reported to the world is a lie. How will that affect you, your family, and your career? Think about it."

"What about Mr. Satan?" countered Jimmy. Inwardly, he was in disbelief about how Bulma Briefs wasn't still blackmailing him using personal details. "He'd go down as a fraud too!"

"Mr. Satan and his immediate family will be under the protection of the Briefs Family and Capsule Corporation," she stated. "And if you haven't even discovered a quarter of our secrets, you'd be better off believing that we can pull it off. After all, we have associates that can literally overpower everyone on the planet."

"Just agree with her, please?" pleaded Mr. Satan.

"B-but don't you care about the truth? You're being liars here!" exclaimed a furious Jimmy. "There's also the possiblity of abusing the power-"

"Look bub," growled Bulma, interrupting Jimmy's tirade. "There's a lie, and there's a white lie. The lies I'm trying to hold up harm no one. I've invaded no one's privacy, freedom, or even the right to free speech, like right now! In fact, it's probably saved everyone, and when I say that, it's saved everyone more than you can count!"

Jimmy sat down in front of Bulma's bubbling fury. Hercule kept silent as Bulma let out her feelings on the matter.

"The industry that I'm in is the industry of saving the world, and I'm the only one rich enough to support it," she continued, trying to keep her anger in check. Why couldn't these people just understand, that some people needed privacy? "They've got their own problems to worry about, and sometimes that includes the welfare of the entire human race. I could simply call one of them now and erase you out of existence, or even maybe make you die a social death with Mister Oscars here, but I don't do that out of respect for them."

Bulma paused to take a sip of tea. Jimmy silently pondered the limited information given to him. Saving the world, huh...

The trio were seated through silence for several minutes until Jimmy spoke up.

"I'm willing to give up on my current project," he announced after several minutes of deliberation. "I swear to keep secret everything that has transpired here, but it's just that..."

"Just what?" asked Hercule, relieved that Jimmy had given up. "We can't give you any secret though."

"No, not that," laughed Jimmy. "It's just that I've promised my boss that I had an article that would blow everyone's minds, and that it's something no one's seen from me before. I'll need something like that if I don't want to lose my job, even if I'm an old hand at ZTV."

Bulma and Hercule were deep in thought, until an idea struck the blunette. She whispered her idea to Hercule, and the master fighter shrugged and said, "It's a small price to pay I guess. I just hope they agree."

Jimmy would get the article he wanted about Videl's marriage, but he had 3 conditions: he would be blindfolded and knocked out on the trip and back, he would mention of the husband's identity to no one, and whatever he learned here and the circumstances behind it, he must mention it to nobody. The reporter readily agreed to them, and as soon as he was blindfolded, Hercule knocked him out with a swift chop.

A/N: I know I've got some holes in this story concerning time, and that Mr. Satan's first name isn't Hercule (it's Mark). Jimmy Firecracker is an actual character in Dragon Ball Z. There shall be a continuation. Please read and review. I was editing my second chapter when my touchpad decided to screw me over. Ah well, there's always next time.