Looks like I managed to get off of my butt and post the next part of this thing…I spent ff.net's downtime working on my website, so this was sort of ignored. Oh well, lots of good stuff in here, read on to find out, hopefully you won't be confused.
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She walked down the hall, following the path, which she knew would lead her to her goal. Turning the corner and heading out onto the hedged in lawn, she set her sights upon the huge metal object that decorated the yard. She continued forward until she was standing before it, prepared to enter and face her final target.
She spotted him in the middle of an exercise, completely unaware of much else. She smirked, even though she was slightly disappointed at the under whelming thought of another weakened opponent. She moved forward to enter, but froze. There was another figure inside of the room, one she could not recognize. She stepped back, studying the other person. He was male, and a bit taller than Vejiita, though younger in features, and seeming to possess the same obsession with training.
'He looks like the others…he seems like the others as well, but why don't we have any data on him?' She continued to study him, hoping something would come to her.
Finally, after several more moments of contemplation, she turned to leave. She was not dumb enough to run headfirst into a fight with someone she had no data on.
She could wait, and so could Vejiita
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"Minako-chan, I can't go!" Usagi cried out in protest into the phone she was holding. "I don't have anything to wear!…Yeah…no, Minako-chan, I'd ruin that, it's too nice…Minako-chan, I can't borrow that one…no, that would look better on you…I don't have enough money to buy a dress! No, Minako-chan, I can't borrow any more money from you than I already have…Maybe I just shouldn't go…No, this is not me being too nervous to date! I'm just worried, you know that I can't dance, and what if I do something embarrassing and act like a klutz or he stands me up or I get drunk again or I get hit by a bus on the way there or I get attacked by ninjas…no I am not being irrational!"
Usagi paced the length of the living room, continuing to argue with Minako. "No, this is not some residual long-lasting emotional scar from the time when you and I chased after Haruka, AND YOU HAD BETTER NOT BE INSINUATING ANYTHING ABOUT MY PREFERENCE!" Usagi shouted, turning red, and then blue in the face. "You thought he was a guy too!"
The argument continued and Usagi's protests became weaker and weaker as the conversation went on, and Minako persisted.
"All right Minako-chan, we can talk about this later, I have to print some stuff out for work, when are you coming home?…I thought you said you'd be home Friday morning?…Extra interview, oh…but you won't be able to make the party…just because I'm not going doesn't mean I can't take an interest in it!" Usagi walked over to the kitchen counter and picked up some paperwork, along with the disk she needed. She turned and opened the fridge, grabbing a bottle of water as well. "Well, okay, I'll see you on Saturday, I'll call you tomorrow, bye," Usagi hung up the phone and sat down in front of the computer, inserting the disk. She pulled the cap off the water and took a sip as she opened the folder.
She began to gag, feeling the water get caught in her throat as she stared with wide eyes at the screen as the documents opened. After a moment or so of coughing and sputtering, she managed to breathe again, only to gawk, feeling to shocked to register just everything that lay before her.
'This is what I get for wanting to so badly to know what was going on…' She thought almost miserably.
She sat there for almost three hours straight, reading through each and every document, still trying to fight off the numbness that was beginning to overcome her with every word.
Professor Tomoe, along with Bulma Briefs, her father, and a man simply known as Dr. Gero, had over ten years ago worked together under the Japanese government to create what would be known as the ultimate army. Several of the best soldiers were picked from the Japanese military to undergo a new type of gene therapy. Usagi became confused at this point as she looked over the data and schematics, but after reading more, she began to get the idea. Somehow they had managed to create superhumans through a genetic experiment. Humans that were stronger, faster, they even possessed some powers that were considered physically impossible previously.
"Yamucha, Kuririn, Tenshinhan, Chaozu, they were all recently found missing or dead…Vejiita…no wonder he can blow up walls…" She said softly.
It seemed that the experiment had not gone without it's ill affects. The first few years there was little reported, and the men were used in covert operations and other assignments that caused Usagi's eyebrows to raise higher and higher on her forehead. But after five years had, and the missions had become to decrease in volume, problems began to rise. It seemed that the genes were beginning to mutate, or something along those lines, as Usagi could barely figure out. Some suffered from simple things, like increased appetites, or lack thereof in some cases. Several suffered from mutations, changes in facial features, and even one whose entire body became maimed and disfigured. As the years progressed, the conditions only worsened, forcing the men to be retired, and sent to live in secluded areas, as few were fit to be seen by the public.
All of this, of course, was completely top secret.
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Usagi awoke the next morning feeling dazed. She half hoped that she had simply been working too hard lately and had dreamt it all up, or that she had been hallucinating.
'At least I have the day off,' she thought vaguely, pulling herself out of bed and stumbling back downstairs.
As she poured herself a bowl of cereal, she noticed the grocery list on the fridge. Wearily, she pulled it off, figuring it would at least give her something to do, and get her mind off of all of the other strange things that seemed to plague her endlessly.
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"How could you have gotten the wrong disk?!" she shouted angrily.
"Some idiot girl ran into me, she must have picked mine up instead of hers!" he growled, equally upset.
"Well then how do you plan on fixing this little setback?" she said, her eyes narrowing dangerously.
He seemed unfazed. "We kill her and take back what was ours," he replied. "You seemed to have come back unsuccessful as well,"
Her expression darkened, if it was possible. "There was someone else. He was powerful, but he is undocumented, we have nothing on him, but his strength is that of a Warrior's, I was not ignorant enough to jump headfirst into battle with him."
He was silent.
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Usagi carefully pushed her cart down the produce aisle of the local market. She had walked to the store, finding it helped to clear her mind and calm her a great deal.
She hummed under her breath as she examined a head of cabbage. She bagged it and continued on her way. Glancing at her list, she saw toothpaste was next. 'Minako-chan likes that whitening kind…' She reminded herself.
She found the toothpaste, and grabbed the brand that Minako preferred, while picking out the children's banana-flavored kind for herself. After tossing both boxes into the cart, she referred back to the list again. 'Let see…oh yeah, shampoo…' She searched around for the kind that she wanted, having to push several other bottles out of the way.
She picked up the bottle, finding that there was a hole in the shelf, creating peephole into the other aisle. She glanced through just in time to see a lavender colored head pass by.
She jumped back, dropping the shampoo bottle as though it were on fire, before scrambling to pick it up. She deposited it in her cart, and then began to fret. 'Oh god, if there is a god…WHY DO YOU KEEP SCREWING ME OVER?!' She mentally shouted. 'What do I do?! I can't talk to him! What, 'Oh hi Trunks-san, sorry, I can't go to the ball with you, you see, you're the son of a genetic experiment who has superhuman powers, and don't even bother asking me how I found out, you can just kill me immediately since I know that it's all top secret as well-' Her silent tirade was cut off when she caught sight of Trunks heading in her direction.
Panicking, she grabbed the first box off of the shelf that she could find and hiding her face behind it. 'I am invisible, I am invisible, I am invisible, I am invisible,'
Usagi's disguise didn't seem to work very well, as Trunks continued towards her.
"Usagi-san?"
'I am invisible, I am invisible, I a-oh screw it,' Slowly she lowered the box and revealed herself, plastering on a nervous smile. "Oh hi Trunks-san, I didn't see you, I was just uh, checking the price on this box of uh- Depends Bladder Control Pantyliners!" Usagi gave a small yelp as realization struck her, and quickly hurled the box away from herself, and over the shelf and into another aisle. Usagi began to laugh a rapid, nervous laugh as her face turned a shade similar to that of the boxes.
"Uh-" Trunks seemed equally embarrassed.
There was a hollow thud as the box connected with something on the other side of the shelves. "Ow, hey!" a voice called out. Footsteps were heard, and another person appeared at the end of their aisle. "Which jerk threw the old lady diapers at me?" she said, her voice shrill with annoyance.
"Rei-chan?" Usagi exclaimed as she recognized the raven-haired woman. She felt her jaw drop and her eyes widen painfully in surprise, but at the same time, her lungs seemed to shrink, and the sound of rushing blood filled her ears.
"Usagi-chan?" Rei rushed towards her, her own face alit with shock. "I didn't think I'd run into you here! Where have you been lately?! What are you doing throwing Depends around? Don't you realize you could have killed me with those damned things?! Who's your friend?"
Rei's questions went completely unanswered as Usagi gave one gasp for breath before her eyes rolled up into the back of her head, and her legs gave way. 'So much for sanity,'
Trunks had caught her before she could fall and hit her head on the hard floor, and Rei rushed to her side, looking completely horrified. "What happened?!" she asked, panicked.
He looked just as bewildered. "I don't know, she was acting strangely before," he replied.
"Who are you?!"
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Good question, Rei.
Gah, I know, it's so short, but I figured this was the best place to end it right now. The scene in the grocery store wasn't really meant to be in here, but I liked it, so it stayed, I swear this time, only two more chapters, and I promise I'm not lying! (at least not this time) Yeah well, you know what to do.