Author's Note
This story takes place not long after the Dragonball series. It would be a waste of my time to explain, and yours to listen about the events that lead to this. All I'm telling you is this is a side story. It is in no way affiliated with the real DB, DBZ, or DBGT series. Any characters I may use in my story are most likely not mine. (With the except of Hawkeye. hehe) So don't shoot me if I spell Goku's name wrong or place San/Son in from of it. It's just a story so get over it. With all that out of the way I'd just like to say. Enjoy the fic!
Chapter 4
He approached the receptionist, making sure his hood was on so no one could see his face. "Ummm. excuse me." he started but then felt a large hand grip his shoulder. "Hey you!" a mean voice behind him grunted. He knew he was caught. they'd either seen his tail or. Slowly he turned around. "Yes.?" he replied weakly. The large black man stood towering over him, whose gold chains, heavy boots, and clothes would not of looked out of place at a rock concert. "I pity the fool that thinks he can cut in front of me!" the oversized man stated firmly, and threatenly. *Anime Sweatdrop* The young anthromorphic then realized relief was the best feeling in the world. "Oh is that all." he started but was once again cut off. "People like you make me mad!" he said before grabbing the poor anthro by his head and sending him sailing over the line of people like a rag doll. He landed towards the end of the line, atop one of the entrees. As he collided with the unfortunate entree he felt a small surge of pain enter him. He jumped up quickly and looked down at the fallen boy who was slowly coming to. He had a light tan green eyes and black kung-fu gi. Quickly he thought up a story. "Hey man are you alright?! Did you see it? That creature that came out of the bushes and attacked you was huge! With sharp erm." he stopped as he looked around. He suddenly realized his error. THERE WERE NO BUSHES AROUND! He noticed that the boy noticed this and fled quickly leaving a momentary afterimage. The boy looked back in time to see the afterimage, and looked angry but did nothing to chase. Hawkeye waited until the line died down and finally signed up. And that began the intense, grueling, week long training fest known as the. well anyway, it was then that it began.
Thermal Rider (Aka Hawkeye): Wanna know what's sad? I have 2 really sweet pics of Hawkeye. BUT IT WON'T LET ME POST THEM!! E-mail me if ya wanna see them at HawkeyeZ9@hotmail.com. Anyway, this is Hawkeye, and I WANT YOUR REVIEWS! I don't care if they're as short as my chapters! Just let me know someone is reading this fic! Lets see. isssues. Ah yes. You are correct, those of you who figured it out. Mr T. did make a special appearance in my fanfic. ^.^ Anyway ttyl. Bais!
This story takes place not long after the Dragonball series. It would be a waste of my time to explain, and yours to listen about the events that lead to this. All I'm telling you is this is a side story. It is in no way affiliated with the real DB, DBZ, or DBGT series. Any characters I may use in my story are most likely not mine. (With the except of Hawkeye. hehe) So don't shoot me if I spell Goku's name wrong or place San/Son in from of it. It's just a story so get over it. With all that out of the way I'd just like to say. Enjoy the fic!
Chapter 4
He approached the receptionist, making sure his hood was on so no one could see his face. "Ummm. excuse me." he started but then felt a large hand grip his shoulder. "Hey you!" a mean voice behind him grunted. He knew he was caught. they'd either seen his tail or. Slowly he turned around. "Yes.?" he replied weakly. The large black man stood towering over him, whose gold chains, heavy boots, and clothes would not of looked out of place at a rock concert. "I pity the fool that thinks he can cut in front of me!" the oversized man stated firmly, and threatenly. *Anime Sweatdrop* The young anthromorphic then realized relief was the best feeling in the world. "Oh is that all." he started but was once again cut off. "People like you make me mad!" he said before grabbing the poor anthro by his head and sending him sailing over the line of people like a rag doll. He landed towards the end of the line, atop one of the entrees. As he collided with the unfortunate entree he felt a small surge of pain enter him. He jumped up quickly and looked down at the fallen boy who was slowly coming to. He had a light tan green eyes and black kung-fu gi. Quickly he thought up a story. "Hey man are you alright?! Did you see it? That creature that came out of the bushes and attacked you was huge! With sharp erm." he stopped as he looked around. He suddenly realized his error. THERE WERE NO BUSHES AROUND! He noticed that the boy noticed this and fled quickly leaving a momentary afterimage. The boy looked back in time to see the afterimage, and looked angry but did nothing to chase. Hawkeye waited until the line died down and finally signed up. And that began the intense, grueling, week long training fest known as the. well anyway, it was then that it began.
Thermal Rider (Aka Hawkeye): Wanna know what's sad? I have 2 really sweet pics of Hawkeye. BUT IT WON'T LET ME POST THEM!! E-mail me if ya wanna see them at HawkeyeZ9@hotmail.com. Anyway, this is Hawkeye, and I WANT YOUR REVIEWS! I don't care if they're as short as my chapters! Just let me know someone is reading this fic! Lets see. isssues. Ah yes. You are correct, those of you who figured it out. Mr T. did make a special appearance in my fanfic. ^.^ Anyway ttyl. Bais!