A/N: Sorry it took so long! I spent a week at my grandmothers without a computer otherwise I would have had this up sooner. I also had my first encounter with writers block! :( we've met briefly before, in passing, but this was the first serious time.
Anyway, I'll shut up now.
Disclaimer: I do not own Dragonball/Z/GT. Want proof that I don't? See Trunks' outfit in GT? There's proof, I would never put ANYONE in that!
The Price of a Life
"Red Dog to Blue Baboon. There's one of those jerks just around the corner in front of the door. Take him out quick."
"Ok Trunks. And by take him out you mean knock him out right?"
Trunks Briefs slapped his forehead in exasperation before bringing the walkie talkie back to his mouth.. "Goten you idiot! You have to use codenames when talking on the walkie talkie!"
About five feet away another young boy was scratching his head. "But why are we even using the walkie talkies Trunks? I can hear you just fine without it."
"Because that's what spies do, numbskull!"
Goten's face brightened. "Oh! Ok! Now it makes sense." he said happily as he walked around the corner.
There was a rather large police officer sitting with his back to Goten watching a baseball game on a small television.
In the blink of an eye the man was unconscious. "He's down Tru- I mean Red Dog!" said 'Blue Baboon' happily from over the mans prone form.
"Good job! Now lets go get your dad!"
"Yay!" cheered Goten.
Goku meanwhile was lying in his cell asleep, so he didn't notice the two mini saiyans until one of them poked him.
He leapt to his squealing. "WHAT?!?"
He looked around quickly, his eyes coming to rest on Goten ad Trunks, the latter with his finger still outstretched.
Goku scratched his head. "What are you guys doing here?"
"We're being spies and breaking you out before they burn you up! Right Trunks?" said the ever excited Goten.
Trunks crossed his arms and smirked like his father. "That's right."
"Gee, thanks!" said Goku. "But can we eat first?"
"Umm, we didn't bring any food." said a slightly crestfallen Trunks.
"Ah, that's ok! Everyone's at Capsule Corp. right?"
The children nodded.
"Good! See you guys there!" exclaimed Goku, placing two fingers to his head and instant transmission-ing to the Capsule Corporation kitchen, leaving behind the smallest Saiyans.
"Hiya everybody! What's for lunch?" said Goku happily.
His ears were immediately assaulted by shouts of joy from his family and friends.
Krillen, Eighteen and Yamcha had arrived a few moments before, they had rushed over as soon as they had heard of Goku's plight. Master Roshi was babysitting Marron and Tien and Chiaotzu had decided to continue training claiming, "We really won't be any help in this situation. If it were a fight we'd be there but this isn't really our thing."
"Goku! How are you here? Did they let you go?" asked the resident genius.
Goku scratched his head. "Not really. I got hungry so I Instant Transmission-ed over."
"YOU DID WHAT!" screeched Ch-Chi.
Goku grinned innocently. "I got hungry!"
"Goku Son, you broke out of jail! What we're you thinking?!"
"I guess I wasn't." said the saiyan dejectedly.
Chi-Chi sniffed and crossed her arms over her chest. "That is obvious."
"Well, as long as he's here we can see if he's got any ideas on how we can get him off." said Bulma taking back control of the situation before Chi-Chi murdered Goku.
Vegeta burst into laughter. "Kakarott with an idea! HAHAHA!"
"Ahh, geeze that's not very nice Vegeta."
AT this Krillen burst out laughing as well. "Vegeta NICE! HAHAHA!"
"Shut it baldy!" growled the prince of saiyans.
"Hey! I'm not even bald anymore!" protested the former monk.
"That's ok Krillen! You will always be bald to us!" teased Yamcha.
Krillen opened his mouth to retort but was cut off by Bulma. "OK guys! Lets get serious! Any ideas to help Goku?"
They sat in silence for a few moments before Yamcha had an idea.
"Hey! Why don't we just get Hercule to convince the Chief to let him go! The cops will do anything for Mr. Satan!"
Several people voiced their agreement before Videl shook her head. "No good." she said sadly.
"Why?" questioned the baseball player.
"Well, my dads pretty much world famous but he's not as popular in other parts of the world as he is in Satan City. Did you guys know that Chief Briggs has only been in charge since a few days after Buu?"
"I seem to recall Gohan mentioning something about the old Chief retiring." said Chi-Chi.
"Something like that." said Videl. "Chief Jameson was a good cop but he was getting up there in years. After Buu the city felt he had 'lost his touch' so to speak, and asked him to retire or be retired."
"That's ridiculous!" exclaimed Bulma.
"What did they expect the police to do against Majin Buu?" questioned Chi-Chi.
"That's what I thought. But they had to blame someone and it sure wasn't going to be my dad. Anyway, they brought in Chief Briggs from the other side of the world."
"What has any of this got to do with that buffoon of a father of yours helping Kakarott?" sneered Vegeta.
"If you would shut your big mouth for half a second I'd get to that! Anyway, Chief Jameson would have done anything my dad asked but this Briggs is a real hard a--- nose and follows the book to a T. He's not as far up my dad's butt as everyone else on the force either. Which is nice even though it doesn't help us here."
"Well there goes my idea." sighed Yamcha.
"Wait! I've got it!" exclaimed Krillen.
"What?" everyone asked excitedly.
"We can ask Goku's old buddy King Furry to help him out!"
"Wait! You know Furry?" asked Videl in clear shock. "How?" she asked when Goku nodded.
"We met back when I was a kid. It started like this-" started Goku before he was cut off by his eldest son.
"It doesn't matter anyway."
"Huh?" said Goku.
"King Furry also stepped down after the Buu incident. Said he's tired of dealing with threats to the world and wants to live out his days in peace."
"Dang that was a really good idea too!" pouted Krillen.
"Don't worry about it Krillen, we'll figure something out. But first can I get something to eat?"
"Yes but we better make it quick. We need to get you back in your cell before they notice you are gone." said Bulma. "Vegeta do you know where Trunks and Goten are? I'm sure they will want some food too." the blue-haired heiress asked her husband, but Goku answered.
"Oh, they are still at the jail."
"WHAT!?" screeched Chi-Chi and Bulma together.
"I thought you guys knew. They were there right before I left. They said they were spies and something about breaking me out before I got burned up or something." said Goku scratching his head in his typical pose.
That was all it took for Chi-Chi to burst into tears. "My baby is a criminal! Wahhh!!! Where did I go wrong?"
She was interrupted by the appearance of Mrs. Briefs.
"Excuse me dears, I hate to interrupt your little get together but there is someone here to see little Gohan."
Vegeta snorted at the 'little' comment, Gohan was a head taller than him now, even taller than Goku.
"Who is it Mrs. Briefs?" asked Gohan curiously. All my friends are already here, except Sharpener who's dead, Kabito Kai who would have just popped right in and Dende who would have spoken telepathically.'
"He's a police officer dear. Said his name is Chief Briggs."
"The Chief!" yelled everyone in shock.
"Goku you have to get back to your cell now!"
"But I haven't had anything to eat yet!" complained Goku.
"I don't care!" yelled Chi-Chi. "You can come back and get some later! Now go!"
Goku sighed but agreed and I.T.-ed away.
The Chief entered a few moments later.
"Gohan!" he said without preamble. "I need you to come with me!"
"Sure. Where to, sir?"
"I'll explain as soon as we get there. It's an emergency!"
"I'm coming too sir." stated Videl.
"No it's fine. Gohan will do."
"If Gohan goes, I go."
"If you insist. We must hurry."
"Let's go." said the hybrid saiyan.
*Meanwhile at the Jail*
"I cant believe your dad just left us." complained Trunks for, what seemed to Goten, the hundredth time.
"Me either. But you shouldn't complain we got to play with all this cool cop stuff!" said Goten excitedly. They were sitting in the floor of the station equipment room surrounded by bulletproof vests, guns, badges, holsters, tear gas and anything else they could find.
"Hey watch where you are pointing that Goten!" squealed Trunks trying to move away from his friend who was waving around a 9 millimeter.
"Why?" questioned Goten turning towards the purple haired boy.
"Because--"
BAM!
"That's why." said Trunks with tears in his eyes, holding his forehead where the bullet had hit him.
"Oops! Sorry Trunks! Does it hurt?" asked Goten very quickly.
"Of course not!"
"Then why are you crying?"
"I'm not! Prince's don't cry!"
"Whatever you say Trunks."
"I'm not crying! I need to sneeze, my eyes are watering! ACHOO! See?" Trunks gave a very bad fake sneeze.
Just as Goten opened his mouth to reply someone else spoke.
"What are you brats doing here?"
They turned around to face the new comer. It was Detective Burns.
They didn't know his name but they felt certain he was an officer of the law.
"Nothing!" they said, quickly jumping up and looking for an exit. The only one was immediately behind Detective Burns.
"Well, we are just gunna be going now…" drawled Trunks as he and Goten eased towards the door.
"I think not. The only way you two are leaving is through me."
"Ok, your funeral man." said Trunks before he launched himself forewords, aiming a quick chop for his enemy's neck.
He was shocked however when his hand met the detectives forearm.
Burns spun quickly kneeing Trunks quickly in the temple.
"Trunks!" yelled Goten leaping foreword.
Quickly launching his own attack he aimed a punch at Burns' face, which the older man easily dodged, followed quickly by a knee aimed for the man's chin which he caught in his hand before spinning around suddenly, throwing Goten into Trunks as he flew towards him. The momentum carried both into the wall were they lay still for a moment before getting to their feet slowly.
"Alright you asked for it. Ready Goten?"
Goten nodded seriously.
Trunks turned back towards the detective smirking. "Watch close, you'll only see this once."
With that both boys dropped into a power up position and let loose with a yell.
Where before had stood one black haired dark eyed boy and one purple haired blue eyed boy, stood two golden haired, turquoise eyed warriors.
They smirked.
"Your going down ya jerk." said Trunks with a smirk.
They both phased out and reappeared to either side of Burns. Trunks kicked with all he had while Goten put his all into a punch.
Neither realized until too late that Detective Burns had phased out too. They were attacking an after image.
They realized their mistake as their attacks sailed through the image and made contact with their friend.
Both boys dropped back to base form as they fell to ground, unconscious.
Burns shook his head. "I expected more from the son of the man who killed my father. Goku your son was almost as much of a disappointment to you as my brothers were to our father. I hope your oldest will put up a better fight."
"So why exactly are we here Chief?" questioned Gohan, looking out over the horizon, his back to Briggs and Videl.
They had landed a moment ago in a wasteland, similar to the one in which Goku had fought Vegeta so long ago.
"Wha--?!" Videl's yell was cut off suddenly.
Gohan spun around to see Chief Briggs standing over Videl as she hit the ground unconscious. He dusted off his hands and smirked evilly at Gohan. The expression was quite disturbing on the mans face.
Gohan stood still in shock.
"Now that she's out of the way we can get down to business."
"What?" said Gohan in shock.
"Isn't it obvious? I'm going to kill you."
A/N: I know how everything is going from here so it wont be as long before the next update!
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