Previously on Dragon Ball AG: Saga 6 – The Warrior's Path…
Noca went to space! Not just that, but space came to Earth in the form of the God of Destruction, Beerus, along with his Angel friend, Whis. And, believe it or not, Freeza was brought back to life and returned to Earth to seek revenge, only to be killed again. This time it was Vegeta who was able to strike the killing blow.
Back out in Space though, Noca made some new friends and we got to learn a little bit about their backstory, and their ties to the evil being in the shadows. Kuyato was his name, and he was gradually returning to the height of his power.
But back on Earth, the World Martial Arts Tournament took place, yet again. And this time, after making it to the final for a second time, Noca was able to finish his fight and win. But there are many things building behind the scenes that Noca and his friends are unaware of. How will all of these things play out? Read on and find out…
Chapter 1: Making A Withdrawal
A beautiful landscape lay before a lone wanderer. Walking through the tall grass with nothing but a sword in his hand, a long-haired man looked around his surroundings. In the distance were huge mountains, the highest peak up above the clouds and hidden from the man's eyes. A glistening river ran all the way towards the mountain. The water a crystal-clear blue, the sun reflected in the flow. The man stopped, looking back on where he had come from. His path clear through the tall grass. The fields of green stretched for miles, with a small town visible in the distance. The safety of that town was now behind the man as he strode onwards to the next big battle. His journey was just beginning.
He continued walking a little longer. The sun was beginning to set, and darkness was growing. There was no time to take a break. This journey and his mission were far too important. He needed to find the one who would show him the way to become the strongest.
As the sun finally set behind the mountains the man was surrounded by darkness. Suddenly the beauty of his environment was hidden, and a fear swept over him. He couldn't quite place just why, but he knew he wasn't alone.
He was right.
A large fire sprung up less than thirty feet ahead of him and in front of the fire sprung up several demonic creatures, wielding swords, axes, hammers, and a multitude of other weapons. The man held up his sword and narrowed his sights on the first enemy. He drew up the power within and leapt forward, plunging his sword through the gut of the first demon. He pulled the sword out and swung for the next enemy, separating their head from their shoulders and watching the body crumple to the ground.
He cut through two more enemies as some more swarmed around him. He had to chop and slice his way through these demons and break out to gain some distance and reassess his situation. The man felt a swell of power and there was a glint of light in the corner of his eye. He looked down at his left hand and saw it glowing with a green energy. He smirked, sheathed his sword on his back, brought up both his hands and clenched them into fists. He had gathered enough energy.
He yelled and ran forward, ripping through all the enemies. All the demons were dealt with in a swift moment of pure power. The man dropped the last enemy and looked around as their bodies vanished, leaving behind small yellow light orbs on that ground, which all immediately drew into the man as a title popped up above his head. The title read LEVEL 18 but the 18 changed to a 19 with a triumphant tune playing.
"Man, I love this game…" Noca said, leaning back on the sofa in his apartment living room and smiling at the large television screen, game controller in hand.
Monday 7th November Age 797
He chuckled to himself and leaned forward again, continuing to play. Noca's hair was a mess, with some gaming headphones covering his ears. He was wearing a baggy t-shirt and a pair of shorts. Noca also still wore a cast on his left wrist from when he broke it fighting in the tournament. It would have probably healed by now if Noca hadn't aggravated it in a sparring session with Vegeta, twice.
There was a little bit of light peeking in from behind the curtains and the digital Capsule Corp. clock on the wall displayed 08:20 a.m. Noca wasn't paying the clock any attention, his eyes fully focussed towards the game he was playing.
The living room was very tidy and modern. There was a dining area just behind the sofa and along from that there was a large modern kitchen. This entire part of the apartment was all open plan, but it led onto a hallway and that led to the other rooms. The master bedroom, a second bedroom, which was rented by Dom, and used whenever he wasn't staying with Bra. There was a third room which served as an office/working space which also had a sofa which became a bed whenever someone else would stay, like Rei. Then there was a bathroom, and a closet.
It was a nice apartment, clean and tidy. There were photos up on the walls of Noca and Pan, with their friends and family members. A photo on the table beside the sofa featured Noca and Pan in front of a cake that said "Happy 19th Birthday" with the couple appearing to be happy and smiling.
There were a few photos on the wall featuring Noca celebrating his tournament victory, and some other family related things. Another feature of the apartment was sat beside Noca on the sofa. And it wasn't so much a feature, but more of a new addition to the family. Something to make this fairly new apartment feel like more of a home. Noca and Pan had gotten themselves a cat. A ginger tabby cat that lay beside the young Saiyan man. It was curled up, asleep but started to stretch and move, sitting up. The cat yawned and started licking its paw, scrubbing its face a couple of time and then quickly scratching itself behind the ear.
The cat looked around and jumped down off of the sofa, walking across the apartment towards the hallway. It made its way towards one of the doors, specifically one that was sitting just ajar. The cat poked through and entered the master bedroom. It jumped up on the bed and walked up to a sleeping Pan, rubbing its head on her face.
Pan started to twitch and slowly opened her eyes. She took a second to adjust to having a ball of fur sitting right in front of her face.
"Oh, morning to you too, Jessie," Pan said, as she started to sit up, stretching her arms and yawning, waking up her whole body. She blinked a couple of times and looked to her left, noticing that the other side of the bed was empty. It didn't even look like Noca had been to bed. His pillows looked untouched. Pan's brow furrowed as she checked her capsule watch, seeing the time. "Shit, I'm gonna be late."
Pan jumped up out of the bed and rushed into the bathroom, proceeding to very quickly brush her teeth and wash her face. She rushed back into the bedroom, drying her face. She threw the towel down, changed out of her pyjamas and threw on some comfortable clothes. A pair of jogging bottoms and a random t-shirt out of her drawer. She tied her hair back, sprayed on some deodorant, a little perfume and rushed out into the living room.
She saw Noca, perched on the sofa, eyes fixed on his game. Pan shook her head and rushed to grab her bag from the dining table. She threw her books and laptop in the bag and quickly rushed to the fridge, taking a bottle of water, and also made sure to grab some fruit from the bowl so she had something to eat before her lecture. As she was putting on her hooded jacket, she realised that Noca hadn't turned away from the game. He didn't even notice her.
"Have you playing that game all night?" She asked, sounding more concerned as opposed to being angry. But Noca didn't respond. Pan frowned. "Noca?" She said with more ferocity, putting some of her Ki into it. That was enough to resonate with her oblivious boyfriend. He paused the game and took off his headphone, turning around to face her.
"Oh, hi, didn't know you were there," Noca said, awkwardly. Pan frowned again.
"Oh, hi? Really?" Pan questioned. Noca seemed confused for a brief moment but quickly picked up on it.
"Oh, sorry," He said chuckling, before turning all innocent, "I meant good morning, sweetheart. Did you sleep well?"
Pan raised her eyebrow and looked back at him, he just sent back a toothy grin. Pan chuckled.
"Yeah, too well. I overslept a little and now I need to rush off," She said, walking over to Noca and planting a kiss on his lips. "You're going to be exhausted for work."
"Nah, I'll be fine, this game is so good. Is Rei still coming over this weekend?" Noca asked as Pan started to head for the door.
"Yeah, should be," She replied, backing up to the door. "Please remember to feed Jessie before you go to work, ok?"
"Rei is gonna love this game," Noca said turning back to the TV and turning it off. He stood up and looked over to the cat sitting next to the food bowl on the floor. "Yeah, I'll feed her," Noca replied. He looked back up at Pan. "Have a good day," he said, smiling and blowing a kiss.
"Yeah, you too," Pan said, smiling and turning around, opening the door and leaving Noca alone with the cat. The Saiyan man looked at his watch and back to the cat.
"I better feed you now, huh?" Noca questioned. The cat let out a meow and Noca chuckled to himself, heading to the kitchen.
Meanwhile, Pan had just exited their building and threw down a capsule which turned into her capsule car, so she could drive to her University. She walked around the vehicle onto the road so she could get in on the driver's side but just as she went to open the door, she sensed movement coming her way. She looked up and moved quick enough to avoid a small lorry that was zooming along. She narrowly avoided being hit.
"Watch where you're going, asshole! This is a residential area!" Pan yelled up the road as the lorry turned a corner and was gone. On top of waking up late, and being in a rush, Pan was furious at the dangerous driving of that person. She took a second to calm down and looked over to her building, seeing an older woman by the door, looking on with a surprised look. "Good morning, Mrs. Wu."
Pan smiled awkwardly and waved before diving into her car and finally going on her way. She arrived at her usual meeting spot just inside her campus, capsulised her car and met with her friends. There was a brunette girl, that was Pan's friend from college, her name was Lisa. And there was another girl, with a pixie cut, dyed blue, that was Sakura.
"Hi, sorry, I woke up late," Pan said, rushing up to them.
"It's cool, we still have enough time," Lisa reassured her.
"Here," said Sakura, holding out a coffee and bagel for Pan. "Got these for you while we were waiting."
"Oh, thanks, you're a lifesaver, I'm so hungry," Pan said, accepting the coffee and bagel. The girls head off to their lecture hall. They were there right on time and took their regular seats, taking out their laptops, ready to take plenty of notes and learn.
Pan managed to get to university on time and was comfortably was sitting in her lecture with her coffee and bagel, ready for a day of learning. Meanwhile, Noca was at home. He had just got out of the shower and was throwing on some clothes for work. Specifically, his Capsule Corp. security uniform. It wasn't a bad uniform, made him seem a little important. A white shirt, with a navy-blue tie, and pair of trousers. He chose to wear black shoes with the suit. And then, the jacket would be dependent on if he would be inside or out. For inside, a navy-blue blazer with the Capsule Corp. logo. The logo was also on the shirt. If he were outside, he would be wearing a high visibility jacket.
The uniform choices didn't bother Noca, and the job wasn't too much of a bother either. It required him to sit at a desk in a sort of control room, watching screens, and sometimes patrolling the grounds. It was a calm job and for Noca, it was just a way to keep steady money coming into his household. Especially as he had his own home. It was certainly needed.
Plus, they had a pet to feed. Speaking of which, Noca finished putting on his shoes and walked out into the kitchen. He opened the cupboard where the cat food was kept, and instantly, the cat knew what was going on. She ran up to Noca and started rubbing her head on his leg.
"Alright, calm down, I'm feeding you," Noca said, taking out the packet and picking up the cat food bowl. He washed the bowl up and put the food in but didn't put it down on the floor right away. He stared at the cat as she looked up at him and licked her lips. "What do you want?"
The cat continued to stare. Noca tilted his head and raised both eyebrows.
"What do you want? Go on, ask for it," Noca asked again, continuing to look Jessie in the eyes. The cat let out a small meow and Noca thought that was good enough. He set the bowl down and went to the fridge, taking out one of his premade protein drinks. He looked to the clock and saw he had about twenty minutes before he needed to start work. He decided there was enough time for a snack. He took a couple of things from the cupboard and stood at the kitchen counter, just eating away and watching the clock tick down. It was getting closer and closer to the hour.
Noca grabbed his jacket, that was hanging up by the door and stood there for second. He looked at his watch. Two minutes until he needed to be starting work. He looked back over to the cat, casually having a drink of water.
"Ok, Jessie. You be good," Noca said, raising two fingers to his forehead and focussing his energy. A snap second later he was appearing at Capsule Corp., already inside the security control centre. There was a man, half asleep at the computer already, wearing the same uniform as Noca. He was noticeably much older. "Morning, Tanaka."
The man woke up and swung around in his chair.
"Don't startle me like that, Noca," The man said, he had a bit of a gruff voice. "One of these days you're gonna give me a heart attack, you keep doing that."
Noca chuckled as the man stood up, putting his jacket on and clocking out.
"She's all yours for the next eight hours. Robbie's working tonight," Tanaka said, already half-way out of the door.
"Great, have a nice rest. Say hey to the wife for me," Noca called out to Tanaka, before signing into the computer and checking all the screens, making sure everything was good around the compound. Not a problem in sight. Noca turned around in his chair to see that the security room coffee machine was still out of order. A compound full of scientists and nobody had been down to repair the machine in nearly a month. Noca groaned to himself and got up, leaving the security room. He decided that while he went to get himself a cup of coffee, he could use it as a chance to do his routine walk around, and say hello to Dom and Bra, whom were typically in the lab at this time on a Monday morning.
He could monitor everything just fine through his watch, plus nothing ever seemed to go wrong at the compound anyway, so it was no worry. He immediately went to the lab, knowing that they had the best coffee machine in there.
"Hello," Noca said immediately, poking his head inside and seeing that both Bra and Dom were looking over some sort of robotic arm thing. "What's happening?"
Dom looked up, happy to see his friend, but Bra just waved him off, clearly focussing on something.
"Good morning, Noca. How was your weekend?" Dom asked, turning away from the table and going over to get a coffee with Noca.
"Oh, you know, can't complain. I've been playing that new game, The Warrior King," Noca replied, while getting his coffee from the machine. "I spent most of the weekend with that, Pan was working on essays anyway, so, I had time."
"I've really wanted to play that game, is it good?" Dom asked, grabbing himself a coffee.
"Well, I played it for like thirteen hours straight last night so, I think so," Noca said as he walked back over to the table with Dom. "Rei is coming to stay this weekend so I can't wait to show it to him, I know he'll love it, hey Bra."
Bra stood up from the table, setting down the tool she was using, and sighed.
"Hi, Noca, sorry. We're a little bit busy right now," She said, appearing to be a little bit stressed. Noca stepped back, chuckling.
"Ok, sorry, what are you working on?" Noca asked, looking over the table.
"Just some robotics stuff, trying to improve some of the mechanics inside this thing," Bra mentioned as she looked through the schematics of some robot design. Noca couldn't make sense of it from a slight glance and decided not to dwell on it.
"Sounds interesting, is this for your course or some sort of personal project?" Noca asked them both.
"Oh, uh… it's a personal project, kinda, it's a Capsule Corp. thing," Dom explained, seeing as Bra was more focussed on actually doing some work. Dom saw she was engrossed by trying to sort something out and clocked on that it wasn't really time for socialising. He turned back to Noca. "I'll be free around 3pm if you get a chance to come talk then. Bra's right, we are busy now."
"That's find, I only came for the coffee anyway, the machine down there is still broken," Noca explained, as he backed towards the exit. "Guess I'll drop by later then."
Noca headed out of the lab and back to his control centre. He took his seat behind the computer and the many screens he could monitor at once and leaned back in the chair. He was happy that his job only required him to handle the security of the actual lab parts of the compound, as opposed to the residential area. That way there was no chance of bumping into Vegeta who would only be interested in sparring, even though Noca still had his wrist injury healing. Bulma still wouldn't let him just use a Senzu bean for it. Something about the bone needing to heal properly.
Noca didn't mind too much. He was happy to have a relaxing job. Sometimes he did wish that his days wouldn't be so boring though.
On the opposite side of West City from the Capsule Corp. compound, in the financial district, nearby to West City University, there was a bank. Soniso Bank. It wasn't really a very large bank, especially compared to the others in the financial district. It always appeared to be more of a family bank. The building was only three stories tall. It was, however, still a reasonably busy bank, there would be a few people going in there at that time of a Monday morning, mostly people that worked in and around the financial district, even some students that needed to deal with any of their loan payments or things like that. Either way, it was a business day.
Around the back of the bank, there was a staff parking area. There were a couple of security guards around there. One at the entrance to the car park, and one at the rear staff entrance. A small red capsule car pulled up to the entrance to the car park and the guard walked up to the vehicle. He greeted the woman driving and then let her into the car park, pressing the button for the gate to open. She then parked up and walked up to the back entrance and was let in by the guard after showing an ID card. Fairly simple stuff. Just a normal routine for the guards and the employees.
A black capsule SUV pulled up to the barrier and the guard stopped them and walked up to the window. It didn't roll down right away. The man knocked on the window.
"Excuse me, could you please roll down your window," He asked politely. The windows were tinted so he was unable to see inside the vehicle.
Around the front of the bank, a small lorry quickly pulled up, slamming on the breaks. Nobody got out. But the driver, pulled out a communication device and spoke into it.
"Now," was the only thing he said.
Back around at the staff entrance, the guard at the barrier was still standing by the SUV. He knocked on the window again.
"I'm not going to ask again, either roll down your window and present some ID, or turn your vehicle around," The guard asked. The window started to roll down and the guard appeared relieved. "Ok, that's better."
He looked into the vehicle, greeted only by a man wearing a weird black mask that completely covered his head.
"What the…" the guard said, cut off as the driver pulled out a silenced pistol and shot him right through the head. The guard fell to the ground and the other guard at the staff entrance walked forward, seeing his colleague drop to the ground.
"Hey, what's going on?" He yelled, pulling out a pistol for protection only to be shot by another masked man who stepped out of the other side of the SUV. A man opened the barrier and they drove into the car park. Six men in total stepped out of the vehicle, one of them appeared to be bigger and more muscular than the rest and he wasn't carrying a weapon. The other five, however, all had rifles. They rushed towards the door but kept quiet. Two of them stayed on watch as the other three rifle men entered with their unarmed partner.
On the other side, outside the front of the bank, the man in the driver's seat received a communication.
"We're in."
The driver put down the communicator and bashed on the back of the truck, alerting the men in the back. Just then another six men jumped out of the back, all them currently wearing trench coats as they rushed up towards the bank. The driver made a bit of a scene as he drove off rapidly, almost hitting some pedestrians, taking the attention away from the six men as they entered the front of the bank.
As they all got inside one of them locked the door behind and another one fired a gun in the air, getting the attention of everyone inside. They had all thrown off their trench coats at this point.
"Nobody move a muscle, or you will be shot!" One of them shouted as he pushed customers to the ground and some of the men aimed their weapons at the tellers behind the counters. There was a security guard by the door, but he was very quickly shot dead.
The customers panicked and all obliged, dropping to the ground. One of the staff members attempted to run out to the back but the other men were inside and stopped him. The other three gunmen joined, putting the total inside the building up to nine. Ten if you include the large man without a weapon.
The large man looked around at the staff, and at the customers.
"Gather all the customers and put them against that wall, make sure their hands are bound," He ordered, asserting that he was in charge of the situation. Three of the men dealt with the hostages. Two men stayed by the front door, keeping an eye out in case the authorities came. Three stayed with their weapons on the employees, and the last gunman stayed beside the leader.
"What do you want with us?!" One of the employees yelled out. The large man turned towards them and walked up to the person who spoke out. They were behind glass, bulletproof glass at that. The man who spoke out stood strong, but there was clearly fear and panic in his eyes.
"Are you the manager?" The large man asked. There was a modulator on his voice so it would be impossible to identify anyone.
"No, the manager isn't here today," The man answered, through stutters. The large man tilted his head, still appearing to be looking at that employee. "Do you want money? We can give you the cash from the drawer, but that's it. No one else is authorised to go down to the vault."
"We don't want your money, and you're lying to me," The large man replied. The employee seemed to panic. He thought it would be as easy as that, but apparently not. "Which one of you is the manager?"
Nobody speaks up. The large man nodded and turned to the gunman beside him.
"Grab one of the hostages," he ordered. The gunman walked over to the group and picked up a middle-aged man. The woman beside him tried to pull him back but one of the other gunmen knocked her down into the ground. The hostage struggled but he was quickly pushed down on his knees in front of the leader. He slowly looked up as the large man leaned down and lifted that man up, by holding him around the neck.
The hostages started to murmur but were quickly told to shut up. Even the employees seemed to want to do something. The hostage being held up by the leader was having a hard time breathing and one of the employees could tell, and they wanted to do something.
"You don't need the manager to enter the vault!" a young female yelled out. The employee who had been doing the speaking thus far turned to her.
"You stupid girl. What are you doing?" He yelled at her.
"They're going to kill him!" She yelled back at the man. The male employee seemed to panic and rushed to one of the desks, reaching for a button. A gunman aimed at him.
"I wouldn't press that," The gunman said.
"Or what? That's bulletproof glass. You can't hurt me," the employee said back, believing he had the upper hand. The leader, still holding the hostage, walked up to the glass looking in at the employee.
"You press that, and I'll kill the hostages," the leader threatened. "Let one of your employees out so they can help us get into the vault, please."
The man behind the counter scoffed and slammed his hand on the button, triggering the silent alarm that would alert the authorities. As soon as he hit the button the leader crushed the throat of the hostage, dropping his body to the floor.
"I want this to be easy," The leader said, stepping forward and thrusting his hand right through the glass, reaching in and grabbing the employee, pulling him out and slamming him down on his knee, breaking the employee's spine. Everyone was reacting and making lots of noise, crying, screaming, panicking. The leader screamed out to silence them. "QUIET!"
They all fell silent. The leader turned around and walked up to the secure door that led to behind the counters and ripped it open.
"I didn't want to do things this way, but I am left with no choice. Who volunteers to help us get into your maximum-security vault?" The leader questioned, hoping somebody would step up. And step up somebody did. A bald man wearing glasses stepped out, sheepishly.
"I… I'll help," He stammered. The leader nodded and placed a hand on the employee's shoulder. He clearly flinched but no injury came his way.
"Was that so hard? Now, lead the way." The leader ordered. He looked to the gunman that had been by his side. "You, with me."
One of the gunmen by the door turned around.
"What do we do when the authorities arrive?"
The leader stopped.
"Anybody who tries to enter the building is to be shot dead. And send a message to our men at the back, tell them the same thing," The leader commanded before walking off down the hall with his hostage and gunman. The trio enter a lift at the end of the hall and the employee takes out a key and uses it to get the lift moving. It starts to go down.
Meanwhile, around the back of the bank, some police were starting to show up. Only a couple of squad cars with two policemen each. Clearly just the officers closest to the scene. They took cover behind their vehicles and started firing on the two men by the door. Another man had come out to assist in defending the bank and keeping the officers at bay. The four officers were taken down quickly, but more were sure to be on the way.
Back inside as the lift reached the bottom floor and opened up on a clear, brightly lit hallway that led to a large metal door, with a keypad and computer system on the wall. The gunman held his gun in the employee's back as they walked forward.
"You are to open the door, as normal, no funny business. Then I will go inside and get what I need," The leader explained.
"And what is it you need?" The employee asked. The gunman promptly jabbed him with the gun.
"No questions!" He said. The employee apologised and walked up to the door, typing in his password, but as soon as he did another message came up and the light in the hallway went red. "What's happening?"
"This is normal," The employee said, the gunman held the gun to his head.
"Liar!"
"Trust me, I'm not lying. This is normal," The employee repeated, hoping his word would be enough to assure them. The leader seemed calm.
"Just get the door open," He ordered. The employee nodded and got to work on the computer again. Apparently, there were a lot of codes needed. And a key. And a retina scan. And a fingerprint recognition. And a vocal recognition. Whatever was being protected inside this vault was extremely important to someone. There were certainly more than meets the eye when it came to this seemingly small, family bank.
More police had been arriving outside the bank while this was happening and a proper shootout was taking place, but the gunmen had an advantage due to being inside. And they seemed to have more advanced weapons and considering there were hostages the police didn't want to accidently kill any innocent people.
The vault doors finally opened, and the large men stepped through. He turned back to the gunman and the employee.
"I'll do this part alone. I know what I'm looking for," He said, walking on and disappearing into the vault. The man at the computer looked over to the gunman and stayed still, against the wall.
The large man wandered through, deep into the vault. It was huge. With lots of safety deposit boxes, storage units, smaller vaults of all different styles. It was like one of those big storage unit rental places. Whatever was stored in this vault was extremely valuable to whoever stored stuff in it. The large man pulled out a device that seemed to be some sort of locator and it would beep faster or slower depending on his distance from whatever he was looking for.
Back at the vault entrance, the employee was looking the gunman up and down and noticed a silence pistol holstered at his side, the man keeping his rifle aimed true. The employee took a few deep breaths and moved quickly, rushing forward, punching the gunman in the stomach, at the same time taking a shot in the shoulder, but he managed to grab the pistol and shoot the gunman in the chest a couple of times. The gunman instantly dropped to the ground and started to bleed out. The employee dropped the gun and rushed to the computer.
He managed to get the camera system up on the screen and located the camera in that hallway. He then moved over to the gunman, removed his mask and positioned him so the camera could clearly see his face. He rushed back to the computer, made sure the lights went back to white rather than red, so everything was clear. He pulled up the security camera program again, the Capsule Corp. logo popped up in the bottom right corner. The man quickly found a link to send all the security camera footage to someone and did so. Just as it finished sending, he cheered quietly to himself but was quickly shot in the back as the gunman turned around and moved to put his mask back on before finally bleeding out and dying.
Inside the vault, the leader finally found what he was looking for. It was one of the most modern of the vaults and he walked up to it, finding the keypad. He typed in a code and the vault started to open, revealing what was hidden inside. In the middle of the vault there was a weird table and on top of it, standing up, was a tube. Probably little more than a foot long and about half a foot wide. Inside it appeared to be some sort of green chemical. The large man looked at it and pulled out his communicator again.
"Sir. I found it," the leader said, the person on the other end responded, also with a modulated voice.
"Well done. Now, leave as quickly as you can and leave no trace behind. Destroy it all, then meet up with the other three and prepare for the next operation," The voice ordered.
"Yes, sir." The leader changed to channel on the communicator so he could get in touch with his gunmen. "All men, head towards the back exit. Wait for me there."
The man rushed out of the vault and immediately saw the dead employee, and his dead gunman. He shook his head and continued on, leaving them. He walked up and saw the hostage and clerks lined up against the wall, three gunmen still on them all. The leader turned to the gunmen.
"Are you three SUI trained?" He asked them. They all confirmed they were. "Good. You two, go down to the vault and spread out. You. Stay here with them. Wait for my order."
They saluted and the leader saluted back before rushing out of the back. He ordered his men into the back of the lorry and the vehicle quickly pulled away.
The two men down in the vault found their position. One of them stayed by the entrance and the other went deep inside. The one up top just stood in the middle and set his gun down. The hostages and clerks were confused.
"Are you in position?" The leader asked, through the comms. He received his confirmation from all three of them. "Good. Then blow it."
All three of the men, in their different locations, started to glow a fiery red. Some police came through the entrance, some rushed through the back, but they couldn't stop what happened next. All three of the gunmen left behind simultaneously exploded with a massive burst of energy and the entire bank, including the underground vault was incinerated, leaving nothing. The explosion was huge and heard all across the city. Surrounding building were damaged by the wave of the explosion.
Over in West City University the entire campus shook, and the explosion was heard as clear as day. Some of the windows even shattered. Students instantly hit the deck, but Pan was right to her feet, standing in front of her friends for protection.
Across the city at the compound, Noca heard the explosion too. He rushed out of his security room and into Bra's lab.
"Did you guys hear that?" He asked. They both confirmed they did. Dom quickly turned on the TV and there was news about a hostage situation at the Soniso bank. Noca immediately knew how close to WCU that was. Bra and Dom both knew as well. They turned to Noca. "I know…"
Noca turned around and quickly focussed on Pan's energy signature.
At WCU Pan had taken her phone out and was about to tap on Noca's name, but her boyfriend immediately appeared right in front of her. They locked in an embrace.
"Are you ok?" Noca asked, gripping onto his girlfriend.
"Yeah, we're fine here," Pan said, pulling out of the hug, "Just shook up."
"Did you feel that?" Noca asked. Pan looked at him strangely.
"The explosion?" She questioned, clearly thinking Noca was acting silly, but there was seriousness in his eyes. Intensity.
"No, right before it. The moment before it happened. I felt a power signature. Did you?" Noca explained and asked. Pan looked surprised for a moment and then clocked on to it. They looked at each other and then out of the window towards the huge rising smoke cloud.
Back at the Capsule Corp. compound, on a computer in one of the main offices, a computer regularly accessed by people like Bulma and Bra, an email flashed up reading: EMERGENCY: Soniso Bank - Security Files
Hey there, people reading this story! I'm back! I'm so happy to finally have this chapter written and uploaded and I really hope you guys enjoy this. I personally feel like this is a really good start to this story, certainly sets the tone right away, I feel.
This is also a new way for me to write and upload this story. Previously I would typically try to plan the entire story (or Arc) before I actually started writing it, but this time I'm doing it one chapter at a time. I literally planned this entire chapter in 2 days and then wrote it in 2 sittings, over the space of a week. That was the quickest I've done it in a while and it also feels a lot better. I think it will help to keep me motivated with this story to be honest.
I don't have a release date for the next chapter, and I have only just started to planning it out, but I will definitely update on my Facebook page (Dragon Ball AG - FanFiction) when I have finished the chapter.
Thanks again for continuing to read and follow this story, and leaving reviews if you do. I always appreciate it all.