Author's Note – Hey guys!! Wow, I'm so glad you're all liking the idea of this fic! I hope you continue to. This chapter is longer as promised, enjoy!! Oh, and for any one wondering, don't worry; some Super Saiyan-ness will be coming up next chapter! ;) So, happy readings! And please review!
Chapter 2 – With Flying Colors
"Now listen carefully Gohan, this is a serious matter. Now that you've decided upon becoming an agent, the head of our order will brief you and commit you. You do realize that this is a big commitment, right?" Theo frowned as he finished, slapping the back of Gohan's head to get his attention.
Gohan spun around, eyes wide, and nodded enthusiastically. "Yeah! Sorry, I was just checking out the huge computer screens back there! Is that like the Ops room or somethin'?"
Theo sighed and opened a large set of double doors, pushing Gohan through. "You'll find out what everything is soon." He shook his head heavily as he pulled the doors closed behind him. God, this kid better be as strong as they say he is…
The two men walked up to a large black marble desk, sitting
down as a revolving chair turned in their direction. An older man stood up and shook Gohan's hand heartily.
"It's nice to meet you Gohan, I'm the head of Orange Star's secret ops
agency. Most people call me simply Mr.
'A'."
Gohan broke into a fit of laughter at this and shook his head. "Wait, that's not right! You're name is supposed to M. I've seen all the movies you know."
Mr. A raised an eyebrow and gestured for them to sit down. "If you say so son. Now, before we start," He continued as he got some glasses from a cabinet. "Drinks gentlemen?"
Theo nodded politely at the gesture. "Yes, thank you." He turned to the curious teen who was now looking around the room in awe, taking in the many rich looking cabinets which no doubt contained document folders of secret missions. "Gohan, would you like a drink?"
Gohan snapped back to reality and considered the question, nodding happily. "Sure! Do you have any milk?"
Theo did a double take, almost falling out of his chair. "What?? Oh, I suppose you are a bit underage for alcohol… Oh but what the hell. I think you're a special case. Would you like something with a bit more kick than milk Gohan?"
Gohan frowned seriously as he watched Mr. A place a glass of Bourbon on the desk for Theo. "Oh no, I don't drink alcohol. Alcohol is bad for your liver. If your enzyme count is too low or if you allow enough of the ethanol to cause saturation, it can lead to illness and even death. I don't want to take the risk. Plus my mom told me not to."
Mr. A chuckled lightly at the comment as he also sat down. "Well I see we've found a smart one at least. So Gohan, why don't you tell us a bit more about yourself?"
Gohan clasped his hands on his lap and looked down at them for a moment. Well… I guess I'm going to have to be pretty truthful with them, especially if I'm going to reveal my true powers… But, but I won't tell them about how I defeated Cell. That could cause too much trouble. No, I'll just tell them more about my life and my personality, yeah.
"Well," Gohan finally began, "My father was killed 7 years ago, so it's only my mom and little brother and I. We live in a Mountain Sector some ways away from here. My mother really wanted me to get a good education, so she sent me to the high school here. I've been doing really well; top marks in every class. And as for my strength… Well, my father had some, um, 'unusual' genes that were passed down to me. Ahehe, it's kind of a mystery I guess that runs in the family!!" Gohan grinned at this, looking between Theo and Mr. A. Hope they bought it…
Mr. A scribbled some things down on a paper, turning to Theo and nodding. "Take the boy to Desmond. We'll put him through some qualifying tests and let him show us what he can do." Theo got up from his chair, beckoning Gohan to do the same. "Alright Gohan, let's get going."
Gohan jumped up, following Theo to the door and waving back at Mr. A. "It was a pleasure meeting you Sir!!"
"Now Gohan, this is our Equipment Research Center. The head man here will be taking you to your qualifying exams. If you make it past the tests of strength, endurance, and so on, you will be assigned to your first field mission so we can see if you're really ready for this."
Gohan rubbed his hands together as Theo finished talking,
and looked around the room impatiently for this instructor to show up. A gray haired man suddenly noticed them,
putting down what looked like some piece of an engine. He hurried over to where they were waiting,
wiping his hands off quickly on his white overcoat.
"Good afternoon, you must be the young man here to replace Agent 7. I'm-"
"You're Q!" Gohan exclaimed, "The gadget man, right??"
The man coughed, narrowing his eyebrows. "Well my name is actually Desmond, but you're not the first person to give me this borrowed name. Curse those be-damned movies…" He shook his head and let out a deep breath, gesturing for Gohan to follow him. "Now listen, Gohan was it? Yes, you had better realize that being a secret agent isn't everything Hollywood makes it out to be. Not all women, cars, and good times, just you remember that. It's a serious business."
Gohan giggled, stopping himself and coughing, then plastering on a somber expression. "Of course Sir. Now, when do I start my tests?"
Desmond opened a glass door and threw Gohan some body armor. "Right now."
Test #1
Gohan frowned as he pulled on the blue chest armor and
watched a small set of black doors across from him. He seemed to be in a soundproof room, all the walls made of glass
except for the far one he had been staring at.
Suddenly, a good 8 or 9 masked men jumped through the doors and barreled
full speed towards him. Startled, Gohan
let out a yell and flared up his Ki, throwing the men in every direction. They fell back from the wall and collapsed
to the ground wheezing. Gohan grimaced
and walked over to the nearest man.
"Gee, sorry about that…"
Test #2
"HEY!" Gohan blushed, convincing the writer to continue to Test #3, since #2 is his physical. "This fic's only rated PG-13 you know…"
Test #3
"Keep it up!!" Theo encouraged as Gohan passed his seventh minute of standing on his head. He sighed, gritting his teeth. "Well, one way to work out the Circulatory system…"
Test #4
"Here you go.
Standard issue Walther PPK, 7.65 mm.
You should be excited Gohan, it's the same kind your famous 'James Bond'
uses in the movies. Safety's still
on." Desmond handed the gun to Gohan
who laughed as he accepted and holstered it. "It's cool, but I think it will do
better for show. I don't need it."
Desmond jumped back and took cover as Gohan sent a blast of Ki from his hand
and exploded the center of the target into millions of tiny shreds. A piece of the wall fell backwards and into
the next room, a few men working on some equipment peeking carefully
inside.
"Ahehe, sorry about that!!" Gohan
called, turning to Desmond, whose jaw had fallen open twice as wide as
usual. "How's that Q?"
Desmond nodded meekly, patting Gohan's shoulder. "N-not b-bad…"
"Well Gohan, you've done incredibly well.
You have amazing and unexplainable strength and stamina. Just remember to use your PPK whenever you
need to go about things 'quietly'. It
comes with a silencer. So, you will be
replacing our former agent, Agent 7, and will be embarking on a field exam
first thing tomorrow morning."
Gohan jumped up as Mr. A said this.
"You mean, I'm literally gonna be 007!?!"
Mr. A frowned, shuffling some papers and waving a hand. "Well I don't know about the double 0, but yes, you are going to be Agent 7."
Gohan grinned, bouncing slightly in his seat. "Wait till Goten hears! This is so cool…"
Mr. A cleared his throat, knitting his eyebrows together seriously. "Just remember that this is also very serious. Now, go and get a good nights rest, you will be leaving at 7 AM tomorrow. Since it will be Saturday, you can tell your mother as you requested that you will not be missing any school. You will be going up north and meeting one of the top agents there. I believe she's your age, but has been working in the business since she was only five. Follow her example. She can teach you much."
Gohan turned to the door, giving Mr. A and Theo a two finger wave as he headed out. "No problem! You can count on me!"
Gohan unfolded a paper as he sat cross-legged on Nimbus,
reading the title that had been given to him out loud:
"Son Gohan
Agent 7
Licensed to kill"
He frowned and made a face. "Good thing I didn't tell them about The Cell Games! I never had my license then!"