Well after many months I have finally updated. I'm updating on a couple of my stories this week actually so hopefully things can go back on track. I have had really bad writers block but I got a good one for you guys this week.
Thanks for the patience everyone! Here it is and we are going to fast forward majorly.
Bulla: Daughteralucard does not own DBZ/GT/VMB/or anything else. She is such a loser like that and that is why she will never have any friends.
Me:…I should kill you….
Chapter 1
Alfred P. Wilcox, long black hair with green highlights, his nose pierced, his lip twice on tip and once on bottom, three on each ear lobe, four going up on either side of his ears, his right eyebrow pierced, a hatchman tattooed on his upper left arm, barbwire tattooed around both his wrists. His pale skin and vicious blue eyes scanned his finally opponent. His tight white shirt with a black sellout of a gothic bunny standing on its Hine legs with a threatening white glare and a white alchemy sign in the middle of its thin body. He wore a black long sleeved shirt under it that had Alchemy written in black letters. His black pants that at the feet went over his converse shoes were baggy with plenty of room to move in.
His opponent, Clarice Josephine Suzan, watched the dark clad malkavian vampire. She herself had long black hair, piercing black eyes, a black shirt that covered above her belly button, long black pants that also went over her black slip on shoes. She was in fighting position waiting for the signal to attack. The blond headed ref with awesome sunglasses he never seems to take off (I wonder if he showers in those) gave them the go and they were both off.
Alfred did a double spin kick in mid air landing on his feet crouched low to the flower. One had on the ground he scissor kicked at Clarice's feet forcing her to jump. She flipped up knocking Alfred in the face with one foot and descended into the air. She landed on the other side of him and got a fist in the face. Alfred threw another punch and she caught his wrist. She caught his other hand as it moved toward her and she and Alfred knocked each others heads into one another repeatedly. Alfred wiggled his hand free and elbowed her in the gut.
She jumped up high into the air and forced down her fist into his face causing him to fall to the ground. She landed on top of him and ruthlessly plummeted him several times. She stood up and Alfred followed suit. Both began powering up there energy and releasing it.
"FINAL FLASH," shouted Alfred.
"SOUL SLASH," shouted Clarice. Both blasts hit with such force the crowed was petrified to the spot. Suddenly both fighters were knocked back. They stumbled a bit but did not fall. They both had a look of shock as Baba, the witch, hovered on her glass ball smiling at them.
"Good news kids," she said, "do to some difficulties we are going to extend your time!"
"Can we do thing another time," asked Alfred.
"We are in the middle of a match," said Clarice.
"Certainly not," argued Baba, "we have to go back so we can get you reassigned to here! Let's go."
Trunks and Shiru, aka Alfred and Clarice, exchanged looks of disbelief. "This really can't wait," urged Trunks.
"No, it can't," she said with stubbornness in her voice. She zapped the two out of the arena. They looked at her in complete disbelief.
"Why can't it wait," yelled Mirai Trunks.
"Because we have to get it done as soon as possible. King Yamma is putting you back on soul bounty hunting and Shiru you get a pardon for time served."
"Ya, cause we all know how well both times as a bounty hunter went for me," said Trunks with his voice dripping in sarcasm.
"I don't," said Shiru feeling left out.
"Yes, yes, we all know what kind of horrible bounty hunter you really are Trunks but we really don't have time to discuss it."
"Hey I was good at my job! I just lacked the drive to do it for Yamma!"
"You were a bounty hunter?"
"Well you have a second chance to prove yourself as good as you claim."
"I would really rather go back to the tournament and finish the fight with Shiru."
"Hello! What is going on!?"
"Well what are you yelling at me about it for anyway? It's not like I chose that moment to interrupt!"
"Well who should I be yelling at then? Your the one who just popped up."
"Are you guys going to answer my question?"
"Yamma
who do you think?"
"Well you could have waited till the match
was over. Now the fans who are reading this are angry that there is
going to be no winner!"
"What? What are you talking about?"
"Okay, I see what this is! Your just going to keep me out of the loop to piss me off aren't you!"
"Look, just let us go back and finish the match!"
"It's to late you have stepped out of bounds both of you lost."
"Forget it I'm out of here you guys are jerks!"
"What," asked Trunks now turning to his grandmother. She gave a scream of frustration and turned to the entrance of Yamma's office and left them in confusion.
"What is her problem," asked Trunks.
"I don't know," said Baba, "what a drama queen."
"Ya, that was a little bitchy of her."
"You said it. Let's go find out why he wants the likes of you back on Earth."
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"You want me to do what now," asked Mirai Trunks.
"Look, is it really so much for you to do this for me? It's just a tiny little favor," said Yamma innocently.
"What the hell possessed you to even ask me to do that!"
"What are you guys talking about? What the hell is so dangerous about a baby?"
"It's not a baby, that's just its name," said Yamma, "look, Mirai Trunks had done a sort of retrieval for me before I sent him down to hell. Two evil souls, Dr. Gero, who he knew very well before his first death, and Dr. Myuu who we had made a mistake and had not died. Well because Dr. Myuu was not dead we had to leave him be even though he was working on an evil creation called Baby. We don't really cover that area so we didn't bother to check out this creation or its abilities. We got word from our Malkavian contacts about Dr. Myuu's intentions with Baby."
"From the Malkavians? Wait a minute," said Trunks, "wasn't I one of the ones that told you about that like 13 years ago?"
"13 years ago? What the fuck have you all been doing with that riddle for 13 years,'" asked Shiru now understanding Trunks's frustration.
"We have been trying to solve it. It was a difficult riddle you gave us!"
"It was not! Even I could tell you what it meant and I don't know what I am talking about half the time anyway!"
"What was the riddle," asked Shiru.
"Body Jumpter
Killer Baby
Evil that strikes in silence
Brings forth death of home
Gero's revence
Myuu's last event
Of robots fallen on high." Shiru thought about the riddle Trunks just told her and rolled her eyes.
"This thing called Baby gets into your body and possesses you. Myuu created it and is going to team up with doctor Gero. Gero is going to use it as revenge against 17 and 18. Myuu is going to retire after Baby destroys the world."
"What!? It took us 13 years to sort that riddle out!"
"Well you're a bunch of idiots," shot Shiru.
"Humph, well you can forget having help from the dead with that kind of attitude. We do the best we can understaffed."
"And underpaid," whispered a blue demon with two horns and an ugly work suit on with a stupid hair cut that looks like someone cut it with a bowl on his head. Yamma shot him a nasty look and the worker scuttled off.
"Well, I'm not helping," said Mirai Trunks, "I've played this game with you before and I'm done!"
"You can't just decide to be done," shouted Yamma, "I'm still your boss! You were never fired nor did you retire you just stopped doing your job! Well vacation time is over buster!"
"Buster?"
"You heard me buddy boy!"
"What," asked Trunks lifting an eyebrow, "I'm sorry but I could swear you just called me 'buddy boy'."
"Oh no mister you heard right!"
"Right from the dumb shits mouth," muttered Shiru into Trunks's ear. They both giggled a bith and snickered. Yamma felt his red face turn hot iwht anger. He slammed his huge hands on the huge desk.
"Aw, he is throwing a tantrum," mocked Trunks.
"How cute and pathetic and sad all at the same time."
"I know, I think he needs a time out."
"I think your right."
"I THINK YOU HAVE A JOB TO DO NOW GET YOUR ASSES BACK THERE NOW!!"
In a blink of an eye Trunks and Shiru were transported back to the iseland they were recently at. But it was no longer during the tournament. True, the ring and the large structure that held the fights were there, but it was empty. The vendors were gone, the monks were not present, the arena was empty.
"How far did he take us," asked Trunks.
"I don't know," said Shiru. A newspaper convieniently floated there way. Shiru saw it and picked it up. Her eyes grew large and her mouth dropped.
"What," asked trunks.
"Gijin," she said nervously, "we have been at the check out station for ten years!"
"What? but were only there for like 10 minutes…."
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Next time:
Goku is turned into a kid
The blackstar dragonballs are introduced
Trunks and Shiru head to CC to explain as much as they are aloud to
The search for the dragonballs begins!
Bad summery I know but there you go.
I-Love-Trunks1, Shahi, fan-to-fiction, I hope to hear from you guys here!
Everyone else, well, you know what I want.