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DISCLAIMER: We do not own any part of Dragonball Z
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Start of a New Beginning
The mysterious, long blue haired woman was cruising down the bad part of town staring off to space. Wearing a sleek leather jacket, leather pants, boots, white tank shirt, and armed for anything, she stepped out of her black Ferrari air car. Slowly putting on her sunglasses, she walked into the bar, Pink Limata.
"Hey there good looking, what can I get you?" A sleazy, greasy bartender smirked.
"Give me a shot and nothing else or I'll blow the whole place down..." She mumbled, showing her gun.
"You haven't changed a bit Bulma!" The bartender laughed, passing over a glass filled with vodka.
"Same to ya to...Charlie..." Bulma smirked, removing her sunglasses revealing her innocent, icy blue eyes.
"That's quite a dinger ya got there, what is it? A 54 mp HL?" Charlie smiled. (AN: I made up all gun names, hey! It's 3089! I dunno the guns of the future!)
"That's fifty years ago compared to this baby! It's a 534 speed Mega zoner combined with a 43 mp launger and accompanied with a little something of my own!" Bulma smirked, putting back the deadly weapon.
"Whew! I can never catch up with technology!" Charlie just shook his head and walked off to help another customer.
Just as the blue haired beauty finished her drink, her watch beeped. Making sure noone was looking, she pulled up her sleeve, pushed a button on her watch and a series of screens opened up and a hologram.
"What do you want P? I thought I was on a break!" Bulma hissed.
"Stop calling me P! It's PICCOLO! (Ahem) Anyways, duty calls alright? It ain't safe out in the open to spread info so hurry on to headquarters, it's an emergency!" The green bean boss grumbled and the message ended.
Bulma sighed and tossed the empty glass over to the bartender.
"Here ya go Charlie, for the drink and a little more..." Bulma then walked off, leaving 3000 zenis...
"Now who's the bastard that ruined my break? I just cracked the case on the 143th Bank Robber case! What more do ya want?" Bulma bursted into headquarters.
"Bulma? HOW DID YOU GET THROUGH SECURITY!? I JUST IMPROVED IT!!" A short, bald man cried.
"Oh...was that it? Krillen! Your really losing your touch!" Bulma laughed.
"It's not the time to taunt now, Bulma. Kami's at it again..." Piccolo mumbled.
Bulma stopped laughing and looked at the hologram screen above.
"He's been going through dimension 23 to 32 all day capturing civilians and if he finds a fake, he destroyed them...since Chi Chi is missing..."
"DON'T say Chi Chi is missing...she's just...somewhere..." Bulma tightened her fists.
***Flashback***
"C'mon! Kami is at the verge of escaping us! THE PORTAL IS ABOUT TO CLOSE!!" The raven haired agent yelled.
"CHI CHI! NO! WE DON'T EVEN KNOW WHERE THIS PORTAL IS GOING TO! STOP! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!" Bulma tried to stop Chi Chi as her friend, her partner vanished into the portal.
Horrified Bulma gasped as she pounded the ground, "Chi Chi..."
***End of Flashback***
"Are you ok Bulma?" Krillen put as hand on her arm.
"I'm...I'm fine! What's the assignment green bean?" Bulma breathed in.
"Hmph! Kami left a note at the last dimension he or she was at! Take a look:" Piccolo handed her the replica of the note.
You agents will never catch me...
Unless you solve this...
Back in the year 1887, what famous tower was build in France?
After you find out, divert it to numbers, add it up and that is where I'll be...
Signed by your Friendly Neighbourhood Superhuman,
Kami
"I can't believe it's taunting us...." Bulma hissed.
"Well...we still have to figure out the code! But before that, I'd like you to meet someone..." Piccolo stepped aside as the metal doors opened and someone appeared...
A man, fully muscled and definetly looks like he works out 24/7 stepped out. His hair standing up in uptight spikes making him look like he was the one overlooking things.
"Boo, Bad Man's here..." he smirked.
"Who the hell are you?" Bulma's raised a delicate eyebrow.
"Bulma, meet your new partner...Vegeta! Vegeta, this is DTL's Top Secret Agent, Bulma Briefs..." Piccolo introduced, smirking.
"I repeat my question, Who the hell are you?" Bulma crossed her arms.
"Bulma, this is Vegeta, this is all we can tell you. It's for him to decide to tell more about himself or not..." Piccolo sighed, hoping not to get a full screeching.
"I don't need another partner P..." Bulma growled, not letting the new agent intimidate her the least.
"Yes you do Bulma, Vegeta is the best when it comes to combat! He shows unlimited skills to some, so if you get the best mortal in combat, and add the best mortal in intelligence, you get some good change around here!" Krillen stepped beside Piccolo, supporting the boss.
"Hmph, well atleast *I* know that he isn't the best in combat! Someone else is..." Bulma lowered her eyes.
"Bulma... you have to let that-"
Bulma shot a glare at Krillen, who shrank back.
"Well Bulma, you know it but you won't accept the face...you ned him, and he needs you to pin down Kami!" Piccolo grumbled. "And that's an order."
"(Snort) Me need her? Yah right..." Vegeta scoffed.
"You two...act like agents and follow ORDERS!!!" Pissed-off Piccolo yelled making the whole headquarters blanket in silence.
"Fine..." Vegeta and Bulma said at the same time.
"Now, in an approximately a week you have to leave for the mission. The Intelligence Department will crack this code in that time, in a week I expect top training in both of you and get a long for the sake of the agency! Here is your brand new computer..." Piccolo gave Bulma a capsule. "And here is a new gravity chamber!" Piccolo gave Vegeta a capsule also. "Have fun on your vacation! Weapons will be provided when you leave! You are dismissed!" Piccolo nodded.
Grumbling, the two agents walked off.
"Are you sure they won't kill each other?" Krillen nudged.
"Nope..." Piccolo sighed.
TO BE CONTINUED
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DISCLAIMER: We do not own any part of Dragonball Z
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Start of a New Beginning
The mysterious, long blue haired woman was cruising down the bad part of town staring off to space. Wearing a sleek leather jacket, leather pants, boots, white tank shirt, and armed for anything, she stepped out of her black Ferrari air car. Slowly putting on her sunglasses, she walked into the bar, Pink Limata.
"Hey there good looking, what can I get you?" A sleazy, greasy bartender smirked.
"Give me a shot and nothing else or I'll blow the whole place down..." She mumbled, showing her gun.
"You haven't changed a bit Bulma!" The bartender laughed, passing over a glass filled with vodka.
"Same to ya to...Charlie..." Bulma smirked, removing her sunglasses revealing her innocent, icy blue eyes.
"That's quite a dinger ya got there, what is it? A 54 mp HL?" Charlie smiled. (AN: I made up all gun names, hey! It's 3089! I dunno the guns of the future!)
"That's fifty years ago compared to this baby! It's a 534 speed Mega zoner combined with a 43 mp launger and accompanied with a little something of my own!" Bulma smirked, putting back the deadly weapon.
"Whew! I can never catch up with technology!" Charlie just shook his head and walked off to help another customer.
Just as the blue haired beauty finished her drink, her watch beeped. Making sure noone was looking, she pulled up her sleeve, pushed a button on her watch and a series of screens opened up and a hologram.
"What do you want P? I thought I was on a break!" Bulma hissed.
"Stop calling me P! It's PICCOLO! (Ahem) Anyways, duty calls alright? It ain't safe out in the open to spread info so hurry on to headquarters, it's an emergency!" The green bean boss grumbled and the message ended.
Bulma sighed and tossed the empty glass over to the bartender.
"Here ya go Charlie, for the drink and a little more..." Bulma then walked off, leaving 3000 zenis...
"Now who's the bastard that ruined my break? I just cracked the case on the 143th Bank Robber case! What more do ya want?" Bulma bursted into headquarters.
"Bulma? HOW DID YOU GET THROUGH SECURITY!? I JUST IMPROVED IT!!" A short, bald man cried.
"Oh...was that it? Krillen! Your really losing your touch!" Bulma laughed.
"It's not the time to taunt now, Bulma. Kami's at it again..." Piccolo mumbled.
Bulma stopped laughing and looked at the hologram screen above.
"He's been going through dimension 23 to 32 all day capturing civilians and if he finds a fake, he destroyed them...since Chi Chi is missing..."
"DON'T say Chi Chi is missing...she's just...somewhere..." Bulma tightened her fists.
***Flashback***
"C'mon! Kami is at the verge of escaping us! THE PORTAL IS ABOUT TO CLOSE!!" The raven haired agent yelled.
"CHI CHI! NO! WE DON'T EVEN KNOW WHERE THIS PORTAL IS GOING TO! STOP! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!" Bulma tried to stop Chi Chi as her friend, her partner vanished into the portal.
Horrified Bulma gasped as she pounded the ground, "Chi Chi..."
***End of Flashback***
"Are you ok Bulma?" Krillen put as hand on her arm.
"I'm...I'm fine! What's the assignment green bean?" Bulma breathed in.
"Hmph! Kami left a note at the last dimension he or she was at! Take a look:" Piccolo handed her the replica of the note.
You agents will never catch me...
Unless you solve this...
Back in the year 1887, what famous tower was build in France?
After you find out, divert it to numbers, add it up and that is where I'll be...
Signed by your Friendly Neighbourhood Superhuman,
Kami
"I can't believe it's taunting us...." Bulma hissed.
"Well...we still have to figure out the code! But before that, I'd like you to meet someone..." Piccolo stepped aside as the metal doors opened and someone appeared...
A man, fully muscled and definetly looks like he works out 24/7 stepped out. His hair standing up in uptight spikes making him look like he was the one overlooking things.
"Boo, Bad Man's here..." he smirked.
"Who the hell are you?" Bulma's raised a delicate eyebrow.
"Bulma, meet your new partner...Vegeta! Vegeta, this is DTL's Top Secret Agent, Bulma Briefs..." Piccolo introduced, smirking.
"I repeat my question, Who the hell are you?" Bulma crossed her arms.
"Bulma, this is Vegeta, this is all we can tell you. It's for him to decide to tell more about himself or not..." Piccolo sighed, hoping not to get a full screeching.
"I don't need another partner P..." Bulma growled, not letting the new agent intimidate her the least.
"Yes you do Bulma, Vegeta is the best when it comes to combat! He shows unlimited skills to some, so if you get the best mortal in combat, and add the best mortal in intelligence, you get some good change around here!" Krillen stepped beside Piccolo, supporting the boss.
"Hmph, well atleast *I* know that he isn't the best in combat! Someone else is..." Bulma lowered her eyes.
"Bulma... you have to let that-"
Bulma shot a glare at Krillen, who shrank back.
"Well Bulma, you know it but you won't accept the face...you ned him, and he needs you to pin down Kami!" Piccolo grumbled. "And that's an order."
"(Snort) Me need her? Yah right..." Vegeta scoffed.
"You two...act like agents and follow ORDERS!!!" Pissed-off Piccolo yelled making the whole headquarters blanket in silence.
"Fine..." Vegeta and Bulma said at the same time.
"Now, in an approximately a week you have to leave for the mission. The Intelligence Department will crack this code in that time, in a week I expect top training in both of you and get a long for the sake of the agency! Here is your brand new computer..." Piccolo gave Bulma a capsule. "And here is a new gravity chamber!" Piccolo gave Vegeta a capsule also. "Have fun on your vacation! Weapons will be provided when you leave! You are dismissed!" Piccolo nodded.
Grumbling, the two agents walked off.
"Are you sure they won't kill each other?" Krillen nudged.
"Nope..." Piccolo sighed.
TO BE CONTINUED
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