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Fans Part:
Night Flame: Don't worry things will become clearer in this chapter I promise!
Red Man (Ira): Hey thanks a lot
Okay let's get started with the usual
Symbols:
* . * thoughts
" . " u can figure this one out. if not Dialogue
[ . ] Telepathic Dialogue, which is used on very little occasion
.:::The Saiyan Mafia:::.
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Chapter 3: The Agency
Vegeta and his men continued to look around for the perpetrator. As the party drew towards the end, they finally accepted that he had escaped. While inside Torres's office he sat down in a chair and waited.
"So you didn't find him did you Eh?"
"No I didn't just say, he got lucky. he wont escape me next time"
"How do you know there will be a next time-- Vegeta?"
Torres's Voice began to rise and Vegeta noticed anger in his voice. Vegeta grunts and got up walking towards the door he turned around and looked back.
"I'll find him-- but have my money that's all in concerned about"
Then walked out
~**~*~**~*~**~*~**~*~**~*~**~
A red sports car flew down the street running red lights and stop signs. Finally it turned onto a back street and parked in front of a building that was very dark and mysterious. It was the middle of the night and as the light went off in the car a black thick boot stepped up. The person--who was masked, got out of the car and began to walk towards the building. Taking the mask off, long flowing hair of the color purple fell down, Victoria? She laughed with a devious smile and continued walking in. As she walked in a young women with files in her hands approached her
"So how'd it go?"
"Success of course"
"I knew you could do it, you never seem to fail"
"Where is Mr.Blair?"
"He is up stairs"
"Okay, well I got to go Trish,"
She continued walking and made her way into a women's locker room where she began to undress. Pulling off the heavy armor she had on she dropped it to the floor and put on a pair of boot cut jeans and a white shirt with some black leather boots. Taking the disc and putting it into her back pocket she walked out. She began to walk toward Mr. Blair's office when one of her co-workers passed by.
"Hey Bulma!!! Put your hair back to its original color purple doesn't suit you well"
They both laughed and continued walking there separate ways. She finally arrived to Blair's office. On the door the golden words spelled out Cal Blair, she opened the door slowly and walked in.
"Hey Cal"
Cal was a young man in about his late 20's with a mushroom type hair cut with highlights and his eyes were the color of gold that changed from time to time.
"Bulma! Your back from your mission. did you achieve success?"
"You know it boss"
Bulma took a seat in the chair and pass the disc towards Cal. He examined the disc and placed it on his desk top, then passing bulma an envelope.
"Thanks"
She stood staring at Cal, as there eyes locked momentarily before they were interpreted.
"Mr. Blair your wife is on the phone"
"Okay I will take the call in a minute Rosemary"
Bulma stood up and began to walk away when Cal grabbed her arm.
"Remember you're a CIA agent and your job comes first"
She looked at him and turned away walking out, as Cal returned to his seat to take his call. Bulma got into her car and drove off into the night returning home to call it a job well done.
~**~*~**~*~**~*~**~*~**~*~**~
Torres was now biding his last guess goodbye and Victoria walked up to him.
"I am sorry for coming so late Torres I hope next time we can catch up for lost time"
"But Victoria you were here since---"
At that moment Torres realized that Victoria arrived first. if that wasn't her.then who was that?
"What wrong?"
"Nothing . nothing at all goodnight my child"
He walked back into the house and Victoria's car drove off. Calling Vegeta into his office the doors closed and once again Vegeta's mission would be starting.
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A/N: Well what did you think? I hope you liked it plz R&R!!! ^_^ and if you don't understand something let me know I will clear it up for you, Ciao.
Fans Part:
Night Flame: Don't worry things will become clearer in this chapter I promise!
Red Man (Ira): Hey thanks a lot
Okay let's get started with the usual
Symbols:
* . * thoughts
" . " u can figure this one out. if not Dialogue
[ . ] Telepathic Dialogue, which is used on very little occasion
.:::The Saiyan Mafia:::.
#!$^*(!$#@%$^%&^$!$#@%#@%$^%&^%#$@!
Chapter 3: The Agency
Vegeta and his men continued to look around for the perpetrator. As the party drew towards the end, they finally accepted that he had escaped. While inside Torres's office he sat down in a chair and waited.
"So you didn't find him did you Eh?"
"No I didn't just say, he got lucky. he wont escape me next time"
"How do you know there will be a next time-- Vegeta?"
Torres's Voice began to rise and Vegeta noticed anger in his voice. Vegeta grunts and got up walking towards the door he turned around and looked back.
"I'll find him-- but have my money that's all in concerned about"
Then walked out
~**~*~**~*~**~*~**~*~**~*~**~
A red sports car flew down the street running red lights and stop signs. Finally it turned onto a back street and parked in front of a building that was very dark and mysterious. It was the middle of the night and as the light went off in the car a black thick boot stepped up. The person--who was masked, got out of the car and began to walk towards the building. Taking the mask off, long flowing hair of the color purple fell down, Victoria? She laughed with a devious smile and continued walking in. As she walked in a young women with files in her hands approached her
"So how'd it go?"
"Success of course"
"I knew you could do it, you never seem to fail"
"Where is Mr.Blair?"
"He is up stairs"
"Okay, well I got to go Trish,"
She continued walking and made her way into a women's locker room where she began to undress. Pulling off the heavy armor she had on she dropped it to the floor and put on a pair of boot cut jeans and a white shirt with some black leather boots. Taking the disc and putting it into her back pocket she walked out. She began to walk toward Mr. Blair's office when one of her co-workers passed by.
"Hey Bulma!!! Put your hair back to its original color purple doesn't suit you well"
They both laughed and continued walking there separate ways. She finally arrived to Blair's office. On the door the golden words spelled out Cal Blair, she opened the door slowly and walked in.
"Hey Cal"
Cal was a young man in about his late 20's with a mushroom type hair cut with highlights and his eyes were the color of gold that changed from time to time.
"Bulma! Your back from your mission. did you achieve success?"
"You know it boss"
Bulma took a seat in the chair and pass the disc towards Cal. He examined the disc and placed it on his desk top, then passing bulma an envelope.
"Thanks"
She stood staring at Cal, as there eyes locked momentarily before they were interpreted.
"Mr. Blair your wife is on the phone"
"Okay I will take the call in a minute Rosemary"
Bulma stood up and began to walk away when Cal grabbed her arm.
"Remember you're a CIA agent and your job comes first"
She looked at him and turned away walking out, as Cal returned to his seat to take his call. Bulma got into her car and drove off into the night returning home to call it a job well done.
~**~*~**~*~**~*~**~*~**~*~**~
Torres was now biding his last guess goodbye and Victoria walked up to him.
"I am sorry for coming so late Torres I hope next time we can catch up for lost time"
"But Victoria you were here since---"
At that moment Torres realized that Victoria arrived first. if that wasn't her.then who was that?
"What wrong?"
"Nothing . nothing at all goodnight my child"
He walked back into the house and Victoria's car drove off. Calling Vegeta into his office the doors closed and once again Vegeta's mission would be starting.
#!$^*(!$#@%$^%&^$!$#@%#@%$^%&^%#$@!
A/N: Well what did you think? I hope you liked it plz R&R!!! ^_^ and if you don't understand something let me know I will clear it up for you, Ciao.
