AN: Here is the second chapter of this story! Hope you enjoy and review.

The Unknown Fear

Chapter 2: Sugar Plum Fairy

"Mr. White was found dead in his home entrance early this morning. The police arrived on scene thirty minutes after death. There were no witnesses, and the security around his house was disabled. There are no traced of forced entry, or anyone for that matter in that house. Nothing was stolen from the house. The man has no known enemies His wife and daughter were spending the night at the mothers-"

Goten clicked off the TV. Boring news anyhow. Just another killing. Nothing very special about that. Even for the middle class. They were killed all the time, for no reason. Stretching out of the broken chair he went to the kitchen. Looking in the fridge he saw ketchup, mustard, and expired milk. Slamming the door closed he slipped on his weapons and coat. going out to eat wasn't very bad. It was two pm. McD's sounded like heaven. After many hamburgers and fries, with milk shakes later Goten was off to his friend.

"OH! Goten…come in." a fifteen year old girl said. Her short blonde hair moving with her walk. "Dad! Goten's here!' she called and went back to making her ice tea. A short man with a dark brown mustache and shaved head came into view.

"Goten nice to see you man." the man didn't smile though. The young girl rolled her eyes and went into the living room. "Get into your room." a slur of curses could be heard. "Do as I say Dia!"

"Ya ya I know." a door on the other side of the house slammed.

"Cute kid." Goten commented with a smirk. She acted a lot like he did when his father left.

"Pain in my ass. She is getting older and smarter with each year. It's hard you know. With her mother gone now." Goten nodded. "Well wait here I have the pay for the month." the man disappeared into the living room and beyond. His daughter walked in the front door.

"So I get it now. My dad pays you monthly and his head is safe from your bullets." her green eyes flashed. Goten snorted, but didn't answer. "I'm not stupid you know." she hopped up on the counter on the other side of the kitchen. A loud crash was heard from the other side of the house. The girl giggled, and stood up on the counter. She reached her arm into the corner on top of the cupboards. It came back filled with money.

"DIA YOU LITTLE SNAKE!" her father yelled down the hall. She smirked and threw the wad of cash on the counter in front of Goten.

"I didn't take it daddy!" she called. "Look in your drawer!" she bought herself a few minutes.

"Your really reckless you know that?" Goten was smiling now. The cold hearted smile of killer. She had potential.

"Not really, just bored. Plus I wanted to see if I was right. And how badly my dad is freaking I'm guessing his name pops up a lot on your list. I'm glad you guys were friends in high school or he and I would have been dead years ago. Isn't that right?" her green eyes hardened in anger. So she did remember what happened when she was six. "Well I'm off." she went

back out the front door.

"Hey don't worry your daughter gave me the pay." he said when the man came back sickly pale. "Don't go hard on her she was just curious. Just like I was way back then. I guess you really are lucky we were friends before." Goten left with out another word. He turned and waved at the fifteen year old girl who was perched on the roof.

His father was sitting on the steps that led up to his second floor apartment. Goten ignored him, but he followed. The young man had no real patience for his father, but his mother would be devastated if he killed him. He opened the door and didn't close it knowing his damn father would come in. He would listen to him for his mother's sake.

"Hey...I've been waiting out there for a while. Where have you been?" Goku looked around his son's tiny home. It looked to be in bad shape, but livable.

"Around." Goten growled leaning against the small counter that was his kitchen. Why did his father have to care? He didn't care when he left. He shouldn't care now.

"Well your mother wanted me to tell you that Bulma is having a party tomorrow. And your invited as usual." he tried not to look at the daunting man that was suppose to be Goten. He looked so dark, so cold, so unlike the teenager he remembered.

"If that's it you can leave."

"I want to talk to you. About the reasons for me leaving." he heard the agitated snort the younger man gave. "I was rash, not thinking of my fami-" he was cut short by the sadistic laugh that filled the room.

"You never think of your family." he chuckled once more before pinning his father with a glare. And if looks could kill… "Here is what you were going to say. I was being rash like I always am. I wasn't thinking of how it would effect my family. I thought all of you would be fine with it. Am I right?" Goku blinked shocked at the hostility pouring off of his son. "Well here's the thing. I don't care."

"How can you not care?"

"Because I grew up. Now if you'll kindly get out of my apartment. I would appreciate it." he turned away from his father then and went into his room. He heard the front door shut.

XxXxXx

"Guess Goten's a no show again." Bulla said slumping further into her seat. She had been hoping to see the tall handsome Goten. She heard Chi sigh as well. Everyone else was having fun and talking to each other about old times.

"Sorry I was late. There was massive traffic." his silky deep voice carried over to the group. Bulla really couldn't help herself when she squealed and ran to him. "Whoa.." he said as she crashed into his frame.

"Hi Goten! Come sit next to me." she smiled widely. He knew there was no way he could refuse. When he was fully seated he noticed the awkward quietness. He hadn't been to one of these since he was twenty, that was seven years ago. He wore loose fitting jeans, and a plain white T shirt. He left his weapons in his capsulized car as well as his trench coat.

"Goten I'm so glad you came!" Bulma said with a smile. Hers seemed strained.

"Ya… I figured it's been a long time since I last saw all of you." he smiled sheepishly at the woman. It was a rare thing to get that emotion out of him.

"A long time! Goten it's been seven years since I saw you! You've grown so much! I look like a midget…" Goten blushed. Bulma was always able to get him embarrassed. "You get that height from the Ox King. May his soul rest in peace." the old King died two years back. It was a hard thing for everyone to take. After that everyone began to chat again. Soon they had spread out in different groups.

"Hey Chibi." Trunks said coming up to his once best friend. The man he use to know everything about looked down at him.

"So I'm still chibi? Huh you still look like a sugar plum fairy." a smirk formed on the mans lips. The older but shorter of the two blushed.

"You were always the ass you know that?" Goten grinned toothily at him. "How've you been anyways?"

"Pretty good. Taking it easy, working hard." Goten looked out ahead of him at the lawn then. Most everyone didn't know what he did. Only his immediate family, and Trunks. After all Trunks did give him his first job. Though back then it was a dare game that went out of hand. Back then Goten killed with ki, now he used guns. He loved the thrill of killing. It was the perfect escape from his pain.

"Well I guess that's good." goes to say Trunks didn't think his goofy best friend would actually kill that man. Didn't expect him to keep killing people.

"How about you?" he was scared shitless when he made his first kill, but somehow he felt empowered. Important somehow.

"Working extremely hard. Being the head of a company is really hard." Trunks slumped his shoulders. Goten chuckled and patted his old friend on the shoulder.

"You haven't changed much Trunks." he said with a smile. But it soon disappeared when he noticed that Trunks was extremely uneasy about something. "Something bothering you?" Trunks glanced at Goten.

"Come up to my room…" and with that Trunks was off to his room. Sighing internally Goten followed.

"Okay Trunks what's going on with you?" he asked turning to his more then freaked out friend.

"I need you to do a job."

XxXxXx

"Do you think we should wake her?"

"Why?"

"She's been out cold for sixteen hours." Lil groaned and turned over in bed. Slowly she opened her eyes to the brightness of the room. Groaning again she sat up.

"Oh good your awake." the young woman with blonde hair said. Next to her was a woman with black hair.

"Of course I'm awake. What time is it?" she rubbed her eyes sleepily.

"Seven pm." blinking her eyes faster Lil got ready speedily.

"So you're not going to…"

"No today sweeties. Be happy." she flashed them a feral smile before going out the front door.

"Today mistress is the president of Wame. He will be in his office, alone." the whisper hissed into her ear as she sped down the streets. Growling her answer she kept on her route.

The building was mostly empty. The ride to the Bosses office was quick. The elevator went fast. Her mind was trained on the thing she had to collect. Not even the security guards could see her. Nothing could capture her. He was behind a mahogany door. She opened it slowly.

"What the fuck do you-!" the large fat man gulped. A smile formed on her lips. He began to sweat. Aiming her revolver at his head.

"I've come to co-"

"Not tonight sweetheart." Goten whispered in her ear his desert eagle pressed into her pale blonde curls.

"You can say you killed him, I just need to kill him." her revolver never wavered.

"No tonight is a special job, I need to kill this man with my own." he pressed the gun harder against her skull.

"I'm not going to leave. I need what he has. If you kill him I won't have fulfilled my duty." she growled never taking her eyes off the fat man that was staring shocked.

"Sorry to d-" the loud shot that rang out cut him off. The scared fat man's head was exploded behind him. Leaving him pale and slumped in his chair. He looked around and saw that Lil was nowhere to be seen. Like she wasn't even there to begin with, but he hadn't shot the man. "Fuck." Goten cursed and made his way back out the building. The security guards didn't even look up when he walked passed him. Being able to move faster then the human eye was a great advantage. "What did she do? I didn't even see that damn bitch leave. He's still dead anyways…but Trunks asking me to do something like this. I wanted the satisfaction of knowing he died by my hand." Goten grumbled to himself on his way back to his apartment.

Slamming his car door he woke the landlords dog who began to bark like crazy. Ignoring the nuisance he stomped up to his apartment. Unlocking the locked door he shut it firmly behind him. No need to break that door as well. He slipped off his boots and trench coat before taking off his weapons. He had all of three knives, and four guns on him. All in various places on his body. Goten placed them in the hidden compartment in the cabinets in the pitiful excuse of a kitchen.

Rubbing his sore neck tiredly Goten sat himself on the worn recliner. He didn't bother turning on the TV. He was too annoyed to listen to the pathetic humans going on and on about wars, death, killings, economy. The only channel his stupid antenna got was the news. Not the best thing to watch when you were already pissed. Looking at the small barely working clock above the TV he saw it was around three a.m. better time then any to train. Heaving himself up and out of the recliner Goten went to his closet to get his shoes and shorts.

He left his apartment and locked the door behind him. Silently he took flight. He flew over the forest that outlined the city. He stopped when he landed on one of the small unpopulated islands. Grabbing the capsule out of his pocket he opened it to show a Gravity room much like Vegeta's. The weird thing was that stealing it from Bulma was very easy. Too easy. The house was completely empty that day.

Goten was nineteen. Two years after his father left to train some reincarnation. Ten months after his first killing. Three months since he became a regular killer. He needed a way to keep up his strength, with out having to deal with Trunks questions, Vegeta's knowing stares, and his brothers concern. So he broke into Capsule Corp. quite easily. He walked through the front door. Asked Bunny if Trunks, or Vegeta were home. They weren't and neither was Bulma they went somewhere. So he told her that he accidentally left his shirt in Trunks room and was just going to get it.

He went up to Bulma's lab instead. For some reason she made quite a few gravity rooms. So he took one and left with out another word. No one asked questions. Bulma never noticed. And since then he trained in the privacy of his own. On a deserted island with a stolen room. Goten took off his shirt and punched in the numbers.

"Stimulating 1200 times Earths normal gravity." the computerized voice stated before the room grew hot. The lights turning into a red glow. Goten growled against his shaking knees and begun his work out.

XxXxXx

"PLEASE! PLEA-" the woman flew back splattering her brains across the wall. Her eyes still filled with terror even as they filmed over. Lil looked around her noting the destruction the woman caused in running away. Or at least trying to. Flower pots were broken the glass shards scattered across the floor, brown dirt oozing from the skeleton frame. Chairs upturned in weird angles trying to create barriers.

"I told you in time…" she started but trailed off. What use was it talking to a corpse? Shaking her head Lil went to the bedroom and stuffed the woman's close into a suitcase before capsulating it. A scream vibrated through the house signaling the partner was home. Lil sighed and went down the stairs her heels clicking with each foot fall. the black haired woman was clutching the dead one in her arms sobbing. Her back was turned to the assassin holding the golden revolver in her gloved hand. "I always collect." she finished her earlier sentence pulling the trigger. The black haired woman collapsed against her partner.

Lil went to the phone in the kitchen. She dialed the number and waited for the damn human to pick up.

"911 how may I help you?" a monotone woman said over the phone. Lil began to cry. "Ma'am what's the matter?"

"I-I- oh god there's blood everywhere! I came to my friends house-to surprise them…we haven't seen each other-" she stopped sobbing into the phone. "There is blood everywhere…someone-someone killed them…" she wailed.

"We are alerting the police immediately stay where you are…is the culprit still in the house?" Lil wailed again before she stood up straight wiped the fake tears off and smiled maliciously.

"Of course the killers still in the house…I am the one who called." she hung up and walked out the front door before disappearing into the night.

Lil rematerialized in front of the Three Tears Hotel. She straightened her jacket and fixed her hair before walking in. The door man greeted her happily. She went up to the clerk with a sly smile.

"How may I help you?" the man in a long sleeved button up white shirt and green vest said.

"Hi I lost my room key and I can't get back into my room can you give me another one?" she smiled making the man shiver.

"Umm…what's your last name?" he blinked a few times.

"Ville." the man's cheeks reddened.

"OH miss Ville! How did you loose your room key, and of course he is another fresh off the press." he handed her a small thin plastic strip that looked like a credit card.

"It was terrible! I was walking down the street and someone stole my purse! Luckily I don't carry anything important in it." she smiled like any rich bimbo would.

"That is terrible. Terribly sorry that had to happen to you ma'am." he smiled with a blush. She nodded and walked to the elevator. She pushed the up button and waited patiently. The doors dinged signaling it's arrival and opened smoothly. She pushed the eighth button and the doors were began to close.

"Hold the door!" a deep voice called. Lil pushed the button that said open doors. A lavender haired man came rushing in. "thanks" he breathed before going to push the already lit up button. "same floor I see." Lil nodded her gloved hand twitching under her crossed arms. "I'm Trunks you?"

"Do you always start conversations at three am in the morning with complete strangers?" Lil asked glancing at the man. He was wearing a blue suit that looked like a Hugo Boss suit. It complemented his electric blue eyes well. Trunks laughed. She knew who he was, because of watching Goten. But what an odd coincidence meeting him here in a hotel.

"Ya I guess I do…don't you hate when you have to travel last minute?"

"Very." she resisted a sigh.

"So I didn't get your name." Trunks hinted. The woman was beautiful. She had a mysterious air about her that piqued his interest. Her big curls of pale blonde hair framed her face perfectly, and her olive almost gold skin was a unique contrast.

"I'm Lily Ville." Lil stated. She felt his shock making her smirk.

"The Lily Ville? It's a pleasure to meet you Ma'am." he bowed his head. So this was the recluse Miss Ville. She was the daughter of the owner of every pharmaceutical distributor in the world. They was almost even higher then Capsule Corp, but not quite. Because well they made the drugs and things her father sold. No one really saw her outside of anything. She stayed hidden for reasons unknown.

"Please I can not be a day older then you…I don't like feeling so old." Lil shuddered almost knowing what was going through Trunks mind. The famous Lily Ville, daughter of Pharmaceutical Health Of the People owner and president, never seen in any tabloid or photo. But that was only a cover up. Sure she was Lil, but not Lily Ville. Lily Ville died about three days ago. The father unable to do anything about it, his contract was almost up anyhow.

"Of course…"

"Just call me Lil."

"Lil it is. May I ask what you are doing here in East city?" Trunks asked with a gentleman like smile.

"Getting away from dear old dad. He can be so over bearing." she sighed playing her part well. Trunks chuckled at her tone. "May I ask why you are here? Don't you live in West city?"

"Yes. There has been an emergency meeting, the President of Wame was killed not three hours ago." he shook his head sadly. Such a poor fool.

"Oh that's horrible…I guess." Lil shrugged. "You are way more handsome in person you know." she smiled coyly at the man. Trunks merely blushed but caught on her tone.

"You shouldn't hide like you do. You're way to gorgeous." he smirked.

"Mistress what are you doing?" a whisper hissed. "I am due for fun." she retorted momentarily closing her eyes.

"My father's doing really. I hate being trapped in that mansion…nothing fun every happens." Lil pouted slightly her gray eyes turning down. The doors slid open then. They both stepped out.

"I can give you a fun time." Trunks smirk widened into a smile. Who knew the mysterious Lily Ville was a one nighter type of girl.

"You sure?" she inquired with a twitch of her eyebrow arrogantly.