I do not own Dragon Ball Z, but I do own Brendant and Chaos
Ages: Brendant-15, Chaos-15, Trunks-15, Goten-14, Marron-13, Bra-5, Pan-4
A/N: I'm going to try and work in a Goku/Vegeta romance and maybe Trunks/Goten, but that is IT! And no, the killer is NOT Jason Voorhees, just someone in a hockey mask. Also, Master Roshi is deceased. One last thing, the killer is referred to as he, but it might not be a male.
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A shadowy, mysterious figure dressed in an old-fashioned hockey mask, black pants, black shirt, black gloves, and black slid through the city streets toward Capsule Corp, a large butcherknife momentarily in view as he made his way toward the largest corporation in the world. God only knows what will happen when he reaches the building, but judging by the weapon in his pocket, nothing good.
Meanwhile, Trunks, Goten, Brendant, Chaos, and Marron lay in the grass of Capsule Corp, staring up at the sky, and identifying shapes in the clouds.
"That one looks like a bunny." Marron said as she pointed to a cloud.
Brendant cocked his head to the side, viewed it momentarily, and said "Yeah, it does look kinda like a bunny."
"That one looks kinda looks like a pickle!" Goten said as he pointed to a cloud.
"Goten, not every cloud looks like food ya know." Trunks said, and Goten replied "Yeahhh, but that one does look like a pickle."
"He has a point you know." Chaos said as Brendant pointed to a cloud and said "That one kinda looks like Jason Voorhees' hockey mask!"
"Really, neat!" Marron said as they looked at it.
"Hey, grab me a camera someone, I want a picture!" Trunks said as Goten held one out to him.
"Where'd you get one so fast?" Trunks asked, and Goten said "I always keep a camera around, Just incase." Trunks took it and focused on the cloud and took five pictures of it.
"Now there's one for everyone!" Trunks said as he lowered the camera and the cloud floated from view.
"That one kinda looks like, well, it kinda looks like a cloaked figure with a sythe." Chaos said as he pointed to one, and Trunks snapped five photos of it too.
"You know, this may seem wierd, but I kinda have this bad feeling about all these spooky clouds." Brendant said, and Goten said "He has a point ya know, all these eery clouds are kinda creepy."
"Knock it out you two, you're being ridiculous." Trunks said, but Marron retorted "Well, there must be something bad going on since those clouds are like, you know, bad omens!"
"You have to admit Trunks, death-shaped clouds never meant good things." Chaos said, and Trunks replied "Bullshit! Let's find something else to do."
"Like what?" Brendant asked, and Marron smiled as she said "We could play house."
"House? No way!" Trunks said, and Marron huffed as she asked "Then what should we do, asshole?"
"Well..." Trunks said, but a sudden blood-curdling scream erupted from around the front of the house, and the five flew toward the front of the house. When they reached it, all four burst into laughter as they saw Bra standing on a chair and Pan poking at a harmless little white mouse with a broomhandle as the figure in the hockey mask watched from across the street.
"Back, rouge! Have at you! En'garde! Touche! Perry! Trust! Haha! I have you now, fiend!" Pan yelled as she made stabs at the mouse with the broomstick, the mouse backing off and coming back with each stab.
"Bra, is the big bad mousy scaring you?" Trunks asked as they walked over to her, leaving Pan to duel with the small rodent.
Bra nodded and Brendant said "Don't worry, you're big strong protector Pan will keep you safe from the villianous vermin!"
"Eat cold broomstick, devil rodent! You stand no chance, naive! Your no match for Pan Son, Fearless Buchaneress!" Pan yelled as she continued to poke with the broomstick at the mouse.
"Guys, lunch!" Bulma yelled from the doorway, and Goten grabbed Bra as Brendant took Pan under his left arm backward while Marron put the mouse into a cage.
"Hey!" Pan yelled, and Brendant said "Calm down, almighty buchaneress, you can take out the mouse AFTER lunch."
"Ok." Pan said in a huff as she crossed her arms. Meanwhile, the figure in the mask disappeared from across the street, non of the five teens or two kids noticing the figure.
Ages: Brendant-15, Chaos-15, Trunks-15, Goten-14, Marron-13, Bra-5, Pan-4
A/N: I'm going to try and work in a Goku/Vegeta romance and maybe Trunks/Goten, but that is IT! And no, the killer is NOT Jason Voorhees, just someone in a hockey mask. Also, Master Roshi is deceased. One last thing, the killer is referred to as he, but it might not be a male.
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A shadowy, mysterious figure dressed in an old-fashioned hockey mask, black pants, black shirt, black gloves, and black slid through the city streets toward Capsule Corp, a large butcherknife momentarily in view as he made his way toward the largest corporation in the world. God only knows what will happen when he reaches the building, but judging by the weapon in his pocket, nothing good.
Meanwhile, Trunks, Goten, Brendant, Chaos, and Marron lay in the grass of Capsule Corp, staring up at the sky, and identifying shapes in the clouds.
"That one looks like a bunny." Marron said as she pointed to a cloud.
Brendant cocked his head to the side, viewed it momentarily, and said "Yeah, it does look kinda like a bunny."
"That one looks kinda looks like a pickle!" Goten said as he pointed to a cloud.
"Goten, not every cloud looks like food ya know." Trunks said, and Goten replied "Yeahhh, but that one does look like a pickle."
"He has a point you know." Chaos said as Brendant pointed to a cloud and said "That one kinda looks like Jason Voorhees' hockey mask!"
"Really, neat!" Marron said as they looked at it.
"Hey, grab me a camera someone, I want a picture!" Trunks said as Goten held one out to him.
"Where'd you get one so fast?" Trunks asked, and Goten said "I always keep a camera around, Just incase." Trunks took it and focused on the cloud and took five pictures of it.
"Now there's one for everyone!" Trunks said as he lowered the camera and the cloud floated from view.
"That one kinda looks like, well, it kinda looks like a cloaked figure with a sythe." Chaos said as he pointed to one, and Trunks snapped five photos of it too.
"You know, this may seem wierd, but I kinda have this bad feeling about all these spooky clouds." Brendant said, and Goten said "He has a point ya know, all these eery clouds are kinda creepy."
"Knock it out you two, you're being ridiculous." Trunks said, but Marron retorted "Well, there must be something bad going on since those clouds are like, you know, bad omens!"
"You have to admit Trunks, death-shaped clouds never meant good things." Chaos said, and Trunks replied "Bullshit! Let's find something else to do."
"Like what?" Brendant asked, and Marron smiled as she said "We could play house."
"House? No way!" Trunks said, and Marron huffed as she asked "Then what should we do, asshole?"
"Well..." Trunks said, but a sudden blood-curdling scream erupted from around the front of the house, and the five flew toward the front of the house. When they reached it, all four burst into laughter as they saw Bra standing on a chair and Pan poking at a harmless little white mouse with a broomhandle as the figure in the hockey mask watched from across the street.
"Back, rouge! Have at you! En'garde! Touche! Perry! Trust! Haha! I have you now, fiend!" Pan yelled as she made stabs at the mouse with the broomstick, the mouse backing off and coming back with each stab.
"Bra, is the big bad mousy scaring you?" Trunks asked as they walked over to her, leaving Pan to duel with the small rodent.
Bra nodded and Brendant said "Don't worry, you're big strong protector Pan will keep you safe from the villianous vermin!"
"Eat cold broomstick, devil rodent! You stand no chance, naive! Your no match for Pan Son, Fearless Buchaneress!" Pan yelled as she continued to poke with the broomstick at the mouse.
"Guys, lunch!" Bulma yelled from the doorway, and Goten grabbed Bra as Brendant took Pan under his left arm backward while Marron put the mouse into a cage.
"Hey!" Pan yelled, and Brendant said "Calm down, almighty buchaneress, you can take out the mouse AFTER lunch."
"Ok." Pan said in a huff as she crossed her arms. Meanwhile, the figure in the mask disappeared from across the street, non of the five teens or two kids noticing the figure.