Chapter 1: Party At Seven
It was a beautiful Saturday afternoon at the Kame house's beach. Android 18 was outside looking out to the ocean. Her mind wondered about the fact that she and 17 were once human, and that Dr. Gero has an even greater purpose for them, in his own sick and twisted mind.
"Cell. I can still remember that bastard absorbing 17. How Vegeta got stronger when fighting him after that, I'll never know. Even though Cell absorbed me, I will never forget that act Krillin did in spite of the threat. He could have destroyed me with that self-destruct remote, but he crushed it, even if it meant Cell became perfect. Then when he wished for my and 17's self-destruct mechanism to be removed, I couldn't help but to notice him. I loved him for that, and he loved me."
"18. Hey, 18," a voice from the house said.
18 turned around and saw her husband just outside the door
"Yeah," she said in her usual tone of voice.
"Uhhh, just wanted to make sure where you were. Not that I'm saying you can't take care of yourself, I…just care about you," Krillin finally finished his sentence. She smirked.
"I know you do, but you came here to say something else. I can tell when a person's heartbeat is rising, Krillin. Something's got you worked up."
"Well, I was wondering if…well, if you're up to it…going to Capsule Corp. for…"
"…the anniversary when Cell was defeated a year ago," she completed his sentence, "I know. I have an enhanced brain you know."
"Yeah, I forgot."
"Yes, I'll go. I want to celebrate that bastard's demise as much as you."
"Too bad Gohan never got credit for it."
"I keep telling you that I could make that Mr. Satan confess he was lying."
"No, no," he said putting his hands in a stop position, "I don't think that would be wise to do that. Not that I'm saying you're not smart…"
"Ok, ok," she said patting his partially haired head, "what time is it starting?"
"Around seven."
"Then we better get ready
now. By the time we get there…"
"…it will be time for it to begin."
They looked into each other's eyes and smiled. Suddenly, Master Roshi busted out of the house with his pants off, a porno magazine in one hand, and a bottle of Vodka in the other.
"Hurry! Goku's back and he's naked with Gohan! The toaster is making fun of me, and I'm going to teach it a lesson in baseball! The radio has nothing to say but things about lesbians, masturbating, orgasms, and two gay guys!"
After watching him run around shouting other obscenities, 18 broke the startled created silence.
"How do you live with that?"
"Got used to it, but he's never been this drunk."
"What do you think it is?"
"Maybe he feels left out. When I married you, he started to act like this. Don't worry. He'll tone down when he goes out on the town sober."
"How long will that take?"
"I have no idea."
"I think we should just take Oolong," 18 suggested.
"Good idea."
"Come on, Vegeta. It will be fun."
"I told you, woman. I do not want to be reminded to that incident with Cell. That spawn of Kakarrot surpassed me, and he is only a child. If anything, I should be training to surpass him."
Bulma was setting up for the party at seven as she tried to convince Vegeta to attend. As she was looking for champagne from a capsule shelf in the kitchen, Vegeta was in the living room watching the television.
"Look at this," he said complaining, "What the hell is this 'As The World Twirls' or this stupid 'All My Inbeeds?'" (A/N: Hee hee. I hate soap operas)
"They're called soap operas, Veggie," she said bringing out a bottle for the shelf.
"And stop calling me that! I don't know where the hell you came up with that name, but it annoys me."
"Well, I did the same thing with Oolong. Only he had to pee when I said 'piggy.'"
"Speaking of which," he said changing channels, "Who is coming to this celebration? I want to know who to avoid going through the kitchen."
"Gohan, obviously. His mom, Yamcha, Master Roshi, Oolong, Krillin and 18. Tien told me that he, Chotzu, Yajarobe, and Piccolo couldn't come."
"You mean the android is coming as well."
"Yes, do you have a problem with that? I thought you weren't attending."
"Forget that. He may be a low-class warrior, but Gohan at least deserves a royal congratulation. I have to fulfill my duties as the prince of all Saiyans."
"You never told me about that. What are you up to Vegeta?"
"Hey, I'm coming. Just be glad I am."
Drago walked up to the massive doors that lead to the room his master was in. As they opened, he could see his master staring at the decorated walls.
"Sire, we have landed on earth and have cloaked. The Crones are now searching for the Dragon Balls."
"Is the transporter ready?"
"Yes."
"I will be there in a moment."
After the human, Drago, left, the cyborg continued to look up at the decorated walls.
"How lazy I have become. I, once the greatest hunters in the universe, have toned down to just capturing and displaying my prey as fast as I can. I have grown bored with hunting. I may be cyberneticly enhanced, but there are prey that are too powerful for me. If Drago's accounts of the Dragon Balls are true, then immortality will solve that. No prey could stand up to me then. That black-haired human has been my loyal right hand man for nearly five earth years now. He had better be right."
He looked up to a blank wall in the other side of the room.
"At any event, I will still have my trophy. I, Talusk, will have the ultimate prize."
A smile came to his pale face.
Chi-Chi was making the final touching on her attire when she looked at her watch. Three 'o clock. It would take several hours to get to Capsule Corp by car.
"Gohan," she called toward his room.
The young half-Saiyan walked to the living room wearing an orange uniform, like his father.
"Gohan?"
"I want to honor dad so I'm wearing a smaller size uniform. I want everyone to know the sacrifice he made for earth."
"Well, I guess so. Let's get going."
They stepped outside and Chi-Chi pulled out her car capsule. Gohan started to look depressed.
"What's the matter, son?" she asked.
"I kind of wanted to take Nimbus to this, mom. After all, dad's not here to use it."
After some reluctant thought, she responded.
"Ok son. Well, take that."
"AAHHHHGGGGG! GOHAN! SLOW DOWN!"
"Just hold on to me. Where almost there."
"PLEASE! I WANT TO GET OFF!"
All right. Thus concludes chapter one. Tell me how you are enjoying this story. If I need any corrections (looks out for the Mighty Corrector), do not hesitate to point them out. At any event, chapter two will be released shortly.