Disclaimer: DB/DBZ/DBGT belong Toriyama and other rich Japanese guys, not me.
Chikyuu: Black Hole for Evil
Book One: Into the Rising Sun
Author: Cka3ka
Chapter 7: Corpse Retrieval
Aaron Klemsfeld and Dr. Fujiwara thought they had dodged a bullet. Klemsfeld Motors was finished since the constant destruction that had ravaged Chikyuu since Goku had arrived had bankrupted every insurance firm in existence. No one wanted to do insurance anyway as the risks were way too high. There really weren't any "safe" investments when every few years some crazy being comes and wipes out every structure on the planet. However, Dr. Fujiwara and Klemsfeld still had the head of Juuroku-gou. They had taken it to a secondary laboratory in Satan City and had planned to open a new business on top of the remnants of Klemsfeld Motors.
"How are things progressing Doctor?" asked the CEO and Owner of the newly opened Future Inc.
"Well Mr. Klemsfeld," answered the Doctor, "we'll be able to start production of the new computers utilizing this technology in one year. I can assure you that it will be more fifty times more powerful than anything that exists now."
"Excellent. We'll be rich again doctor. Yes, soon I will be able to realize all my dreams," crooned Klemsfeld. He was imagining all the different ways he'd regain his wealth and then perhaps even surpass the mighty Capsule Corporation as the most leading technology firm on Chikyuu. He'd have to get back at that blonde bitch for destroying his company. He'd see to that after he was the richest man in the world.
"Excuse me. Are you Mr. Klemsfeld, CEO and Owner of Klemsfeld Motors and Future Inc?" questioned a female voice from behind Klemsfeld and Fujiwara.
Turning they found themselves facing a motley assembled group. The voice belonged to a blonde woman dressed impeccably in a business suit. Standing on either side were two boys. One of them had lavender colored hair and the other had a goofy smile on his face and spiky black hair. Two police officers also accompanied the trio.
"I'm Mr. Klemsfeld, Who the hell do you think you are barging in here like that? Where's security? Security get these ruffians out of here," blustered Klemsfeld. He couldn't believe that these people had the gall to come barging into his facilities. He had obviously forgotten that someone else had come barging into his now destroyed compound last night.
"Wow you're rude," commented 11-year old Trunks. Man, Trunks thought, if this guy got any redder he'd explode. I can't believe this guy even runs his own business. He's totally lame not to mention stupid and ugly.
"Ran Fuan… I'm hungry, lets go eat lunch," whined Goten. He hadn't eaten since breakfast three hours before. He had worked up an appetite though. He and Trunks had to beat the guards at this facility to get them to take them to the loud ogre that was standing in front of them. Goten really wished that they could just get out of here. The fight had been really boring anyway.
"One second Goten, let me finish up some business and I promise I'll take you out for any type of food you want," replied the woman Goten had just addressed. Turning to Klemsfeld she put on a snobbish, but perfectly professional tone. "Mr. Klemsfeld, My name is Ran Fuan and I represent Capsule Corporation. The object which you obtained unlawfully from the site of the Cell games is to be handed into my custody."
"WHAT?!?! OVER MY DEAD BODY!!!," exploded Klemsfeld. Who were these people that could just come in and order him around. "SECURITY GET THESE BAKAS OUT OF HERE."
"Mr. Klemsfeld. Your outrage falls upon deaf ears. You can yell all you want but Capsule Corporation has already secured the rights to the head. These police officers here are under orders to arrest you if you do not comply," said Ran Fuan without changing her tone. It was as if she were talking to a 2 year old who was throwing a temper tantrum.
"LIKE HELL!!," shouted Klemsfeld and with one hand he grabbed Ran Fuan's arm. "Listen to…"
Without warning Ran Fuan's hand shot out and delivered a harsh backhanded slap to Klemsfeld's face. Now an ordinary woman's slap is designed to sting and shock more than try to do any injury. Unfortunately for Klemsfeld, Ran Fuan had over 30 years of training behind her and was far stronger than any ordinary woman. He was knocked to the ground and clutching his jaw. He really should have been thankful that it was Ran Fuan and not Juuhachi-gou that slapped him. Had it been Juuhachi his hands would have been TRYING to clutch his jaw. They wouldn't have been able to since his head would have been on the opposite side of the room.
"Mr. Klemsfeld, as I was about to say before you so rudely interrupted, Capsule Corporation has legal rights to this object. First, it was under the supervision of Bulma Briefs that the object was buried where it was. Second, the land on which the Cell Games took place has been in the possession of Capsule Corporation for the last ten years. Your hireling trespassed onto Capsule Corporation land and stole what you believe is rightfully yours. Here is the official letter of seizure. Both the mayor and the Champion of the City, Mr. Satan himself, have signed it. Any further complaints can be addressed to the Capsule Corporation legal staff. Good day."
She handed over the piece of paper to Dr. Fujiwara, and picked up the head. Spinning on her heels, she began to march out of the office. Before she got out, she heard a scream and turned to see Klemsfeld rushing at her. Even before she could blink, she saw him stop and clutch his stomach. The next thing she knew he was thrown thirty feet across the room. Looking for the man's assailants, she only found Goten and Trunks looking very innocently at her.
"Ok, boys. I don't want to know how you did that. Let's just drop this off and then go get lunch, my treat," she said while shaking her head. She hadn't understood why Bulma had told her to take the boys with her just in case of trouble. She had thought that Bulma had just wanted her to get to know the boys of family who were close to her fiancé. Little did she know how truly she would rue agreeing to take them with her, starting with the promise she had just made. That being her offer to pay for lunch.
***
Two hours after Eighteen came out of the rejuvenation tank…
"Bulma, what the hell is THIS?" gasped Eighteen as they arrived at their destination. After an hour of rest and relaxation with her family, Bulma had asked Eighteen to accompany her to her laboratory. Krillan had stayed behind to watch Marron and the recently returned Trunks and Goten.
They had entered a part of the Capsule Compound that Eighteen had never been to. Bulma had quickly led her downstairs to a parlor area where she keyed in a code on a panel that seemed to be part of the floor design. A moment later the floor had opened to reveal an open elevator. They had stepped in and rode for almost five minutes descending deep into the heart of the Earth. Finally they arrived in front of a massive door that looked that it was made out iron. Bulma had informed her that the door would withstand assaults from anything less than an SSJ2. She had then quickly punched in a code, did a retinal scan, voice scan, and palm print. They then entered to what Eighteen thought was Dr. Gero's lab.
The room was packed with devices on shelves along a wall. They were meticulously categorized. Some of them were labeled. Others were not. Along another wall were rows of incubators and holding cells that looked very similar to the ones the Androids of Dr. Gero woke up in.
"This is my private lab, Juuhachi," explained Bulma as she sat down at a computer terminal, "It's where I keep my more… controversial experiments. I can't very well keep some of this stuff upstairs. You never know who might be snooping around there. Some of this stuff is very dangerous and can't fall into the wrong hands."
"This looks like Dr. Gero's Lab, Bulma."
"Well, it should, after Cell was destroyed, Vegeta and I went and pilfered whatever you and your brother didn't destroy," replied Bulma. She continued to type a sequence and search for something, not noticing at all how angry Eighteen was getting.
"Bulma, How can you continue HIS research?!!?" screamed Eighteen. She started to shake with fury. She couldn't believe that her friend would even step on that path. She had always thought Bulma was different from the other scientists, caring about life and others.
"Calm down, Juuhachi," said Bulma in a worried tone. She had not expected Eighteen to react in this manner when she had decided to bring her into this lab. In fact it had never occurred to her that Eighteen might see her as some mad scientist. "I destroyed most of Dr. Gero's work. I did keep a lot of the data around just in case something happened. That's why I knew what to do with you. If it weren't for some of the notes that survived, that tumor would have eaten you alive. A lot of Gero's stuff could be used for good in fact. I can't think of anything more satisfying, using that madman's creation to help people."
Eighteen couldn't find fault with Bulma's reasoning. "Sorry, Bulma," she said, "I just look around and think I'm in Gero's lab and it really creeps me out."
"Not your fault," replied Bulma as she returned to her screen, "actually I've been meaning to show this place for a while. I was hoping you could help me out with a lot of this stuff. I've completed a few things that will definitely help us out against any enemy we meet."
"Sure, if you need me just let me know," said Eighteen.
Bulma found what she was looking for and began printing out some documentation. She walked over to the far wall and entered a number into the keypad there. A portion of the wall opened up and Bulma pushed another button. A body on top of a metal platform slowly came out. They might as well have been in a morgue.
"Is that what I think it is?" gasped Eighteen in shock. In front of her was a gigantic body. The most distinguishing feature was the green armor plating that covered the upper body. A Capsule Corporation logo was imprinted where a Red Ribbon logo once did. It was headless.
"Yup, it's another body for Juuroku-gou. I've thought about bringing him back for a while but never could get myself to do it. It's up to you though. I won't go any further without your permission. You are his sister after all," said Bulma. She leaned against the wall crossing her arms carefully observing Eighteen.
"By Dende," whispered Eighteen, "Bulma. I really don't know what to say. Of course I want to bring him back, but only if he is the same person. I don't want to see some clone of him walking around"
"He won't be a clone. It'll be him in his entirety. All I have to do now is repair his head. I sent Ran Fuan and the kids to get it earlier this morning. Oh, a few other things. First, this body is actually a lot more powerful than Gero's version. It's designed to resist blasts from a SSJ2. I had Vegeta test it several times. Also, I added scouter capabilities to him as well as a shielding system. After we wish the boys back I'll show everyone all my other new toys," said Bulma.
Eighteen merely nodded at this. She was staring at the body of the Android that had been more of a brother to her than her real brother. He had tried to save her from not only from Cell, but herself as well.