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Author's Note: Hehe, this is a twisty, crazy, and weird story me and Silver came up with one night!! I hope ya all like it, cause we sure loved to write it! We do own ourselvesHehe Snickers you will see! Also, please take note that we have taken certain liberties... ^_^ Call it an a/u, but Goku is alive, and there's also a fifth addition to the Son family... Kiara belongs to Breanna, so no using without permission! :)



Twin Terror's Strike Force

Mischief and Mayheim are their specialities

Part Four


© Breanna Breifs and Silver Galaxy 2001, all rights reserved

Rated: PG
(Mild Cussing and Mild violence)






Yet again, the 'scary evil grin' appeared on Trunks' face, as he looked at the costumes. "Ooooh, this is gonna be so sweet!" he laughed, grabbing the mutli-color outfits from their rack, and tossing one to Goten.


Goten smiled, looking at the red, black, and purple bodysuit held in his hands. This was going to be so cool! He had always wanted to terrorize a city before! He could imagine it now....


People ran, frightened of the minature monsters rampaging through their city. The duo laughed, shooting ki blasts at anything and everything, and run amuck throughout buildings at their leisure. Too much fun!


They had police officers running after them, trying to stop them at every turn, but ultimately failing. They laughed, flying out windows and trying to whack people as they flew by....


As he and Trunks stripped down to their boxers (Goten daydreaming, and Trunks giving Goten another strange look), they threw their clothes onto the rack, to be capsulized later. Pulling the suits on, they looked at each other, both grinning. Trunks grabbed the black boots and red gloves, tossing Goten a pair of each, who quickly snapped out of his fantasy. After they put those accessories on, Trunks gave Goten his helmet with stylish black shades in which would cover their eyes, and hopefully their indenities. Finally, the last piece of their costumes were added: their black and red utility belts, in which had a glittering hawk symbol in the center.


They looked totally awesome, and they needed no mirror to tell them that.


"We shall be known as.... The Twin Terrors!" Trunks declared confidently, placing his hands on his hips, Goten copying the stance.


"Time to terrorize!"

Trunks blinked, yet again giving Goten a strange look. "What kind of a catch line is that?"


"A good one!"


"Yeah, more like stupid!"


"Is not!"


"Is too!"


"Is not!"


"Oh, that's going to strike fear into people! I can just see Cell or my dad going around yelling: 'Time to terrorize'!" quipped Trunks, his tone dripping with annoyed sarcasm.


"So could I." remarked Goten, as serious as ever.


Groaning, Trunks flew into the air, being careful as to not exert too much of his ki. He then realized how restricted they were going to be, unless they decided to just disregard their fathers, and go all out. But if they did that, they would have to be on the run from them...


"Hey, Goten, if worse comes to worse, let's just consider our dads and Gohan as our enemies, and outrun them." Trunks stated, cursing their ki. If they were like Eighteen and Seventeen they wouldn't have this problem! "But try not to make your ki too noticeable, okay?"


"Whatever you say!"


Trunks cocked an eyebrow. "Okay, then. The first order of business is...blowing up abandoned cars, and then jumping up and down on moving cars!"


Goten shrinked back. "Uh...are you sure that's a good idea?"


Giving his friend a dirty look, Trunks folded his arms over his chest. "Whatever happened to 'time to terrorize'?"


"...Do you know how much trouble we could get in, by our parents and the law?!"


"Sure I do. But who's gonna mess with the Briefs?" Trunks asked cockily.


"What about me?!?!"


Smirking, Trunks shrugged. "I dunno." But Trunks did know. His mother would stand up for the Sons, and there would be no lawsuits or law trouble. He just enjoyed freaking his friend out. "Now, let's go have fun!"


"Oy..."