Disclaimer: Oh yeah, I own DB/Z/GT and that is why I'm here writing fan fictions, when I can go out there and make some big bucks from the series. Yeah right. I DON'T OWN 'EM!

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Marron the Spy

Chapter one: Her Secret Life

In the middle of Nikki Town lies a huge, gray building surrounded by barb wire fences. A large sign with the words: "DO NOT TRESPASS" hung in the middle of it. On top of each section of the fence sat the security cameras, darting left and right, working overtime. Each cameras observe everything in a five miles radius beyond the fence.

Inside, a group of people saunter into a rather large room, filled with computers in every rows, each screens illuminating the room.

"This is the research room," a slim man, wearing a black business suit lectured to the group. "As you can see, we are wide-known for our extensive data."

The group of students, with a notepad in hand and a pencil in the other, started scribbling furiously, when the man, Mr. Greene talked from the front. It wasn't necessary to write down everything, but as Mr. Greene puts it, "If you want to excel, it is better to know first-hand than to have someone waste their time by repeating everything. It only shows you are not committed to work here."

Each time a word escapes from Mr. Greene's mouth, the arms of the students moved. Every one of them were so engrossed with the man's words, also known as the director of the place. It was rare for the director himself to be giving the students a tour and when it came, they were all determine to learn everything they could from the man himself.

"Follow me," Mr. Greene said, moving further inside the room. "The military, navy, army, even the FBI are just some examples who uses this facility you see before you," he said, gesturing to the ones around them and again, the student started scribbling. "Of course every one of them, even the highest rank, must go through the many security checks before they may use these. We wouldn't want classified information leaking out to the civilians, the enemies, or even spies, would we now," he chuckled to himself. He looked pensively for a moment before beginning, "Yes, we are proud of our work and you should too, for you are going to be a part of our growing network," Mr. Greene said, raising his arms as if praising the audience to give his last sentence some effect.

The group started cheering, not realizing a silhouette slipping, from the back of the crowds, into a nearby room. The man, wearing baggy shirt with baggy pants and a cap covering most of his hair, circumspect the place. It was the electricity room filled with wires from the computers from the previous room. Making sure the door was locked before he open his duffle bag, then begin taking his baggy clothes off for an exchange with a black, skin-tight ones. In doing so, it was clearly the man wasn't a man at all, instead it was a woman in disguise. She took off her cap to reveal her long golden locks and she put them in a low pig-tail. She took off her green contacts to reveal her true blue eyes.

From further inspection, she found a vent in the ceiling and soon, with cat-like reflexes, leap to the top of the block-like voltage storage; then, with no effort, she sprang to the vent, moved the vent aside and hastily slid in.

She secretly crawled into the next room and by then, the group of people, including Mr. Greene had already left, leaving the room dim. She jumped into the room soundlessly, and not wasting any time, rushed to the nearest computer where she insert her disk and furiously typed away. Her blue eyes occasionally darted from the screen to her watch latched onto her wrist. Finally, she ejected the disk and slipped it into her belt compartment. Her black-gloved hands unlatch the window and she silently slipped out unnoticed.

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Inside West City, the ever busy streets were filled with cars, the streets with people hurrying to reach their destination. One in particular, dressed in all black attire and carrying a duffel bag walk into a two stories, office-looking building with the sign, "Insurance" embroidered on the wall.

Inside was filled with office desks, employees already at work with their customers, but the woman in black didn't stop here. Instead, she went to the back room and, making sure she was alone, pushed a button hidden underneath one of the keys in the keyboard. The wall in front of her opened.

She stepped into the elevator where it scan her irises, beeping twice when she was confirmed and the door behind her open. She proceed into the new room where she greeted some of her employees with a smile. She made her way to the back of the room, the name Captain Ginyu carved on the stain-glass door.

"Hello Marron. I see you successfully completed your mission," Captain Ginyu said, eying the green disk in her hand.

"Of course I did," she said, handing her boss the disk and sitting down across from him. "The infiltration was simple even a rookie could do it, I'm sure. They fail to put security cameras in their electricity room. Otherwise, they would've made my job a little difficult."

"Yes, well, good job," he said securing the disk in his desk and locking it with one of his keys. "I have another assignment for you."

"Don't you always?" she mumbled, while rolling her eyes.

He eyed her carefully before fishing out a tan folder from the many similar ones on his desk. He held it in the air. "You know, this isn't a free ride. If you want to complain, then do it elsewhere. The door is always open."

"No thanks," she said eventually and narrow her eyes before snatching the folder off his hand, "but I like it here."

"Good. Now your next mission is to partner with Paresu. She should be here any minute now." As if on cue, the door opened and in stepped Paresu, wearing a feminine business suit. The neck part is a long v-shape, revealing a small white part of her underneath shirt. The bottom of her coat flares out evenly on her hip, concealing the top part of her pant. Her black business footwear finished off the whole ensemble.

She took a seat next to her partner awaiting their direction for their next assignment. "You two will be taking a trip to Sydney, Australia at the Wildlife Zoo. There, a man name Jake Carlson, standing by the tiger cage will give you an envelope. In return, you will give him this." He took out a brown suitcase from underneath his desk and hand it over to Paresu.

"Cash?"

"Yes," he said, begin working on his paper work, indicating for the women to leave his office.