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Disclaimer: Um. . . I am too depressed by the fact that I do not own the Dragonball or Resident Evil series. T.T

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Chapter 3 A Strange Thing to Recall

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After the horrific events earlier, I felt too uneasy to move Uubu's body. It was probably very disrespectful of me, but I hoped wherever he was, he would understand. I had left the dreadful third corridor and ventured into the fourth, and then the fifth. The fifth was identical to the third and just explaining this has made me quite aggravated- how many compartments did this infernal train have?! Would the madness of the strange creatures or the horrific sights of the passengers' mangled corpses ever END?!

Slap. This train is making me go crazy.

I walk to the end of the compartment to find -TA DA!- another door and another dead guy! But wait, this guy has something shiny in his pocket! I reach in it with a grimace and pull out a key. This key may be the one that can unlock all my dead ends! I continue to study the body. Why hadn't this man become a zombie like the rest?

A shadow falls upon me and the body, disrupting my thoughts. I take out my gun and turn around to find my self face-to-face with a man. This man seemed alive and healthy, unlike the droning zombies that regularly lumber around here.

As I study him (and he probably does me) I suddenly feel some recognition. He sports a pair of black denim jeans and a black muscle shirt. He wears a red bandanna like a bib, though he can pull its odd look off. He has dark shoulder length hair and his ebony eyes pierce into my own, with a devious glint. I know who this man is!

"Juunanagou. . . "

He smirks. "Ah, so you know me. Haven't been fantasizing about me, have you?"

"Quiet! You are under arrest for murder and escaping execuetion!" I aim my gun at him and pull out my badge.

His eyes narrow, still containing a devious glint. "No thanks, dollface, I've already worn handcuffs," He waves left hand at me, a pair of cuffs hanging from them. "Look, I haven't time to chit-chat so I'll be seeing ya!" He walks out of the compartment, back into the fourth. I almost go after him but the body of the guy with the key is walking toward me. I turn and shoot him, once in the chest and once in the head. His lifeless body falls to the floor, dead again.

Why hadn't I encountered Juunnanagou before? The door to the next compartment is locked still, so why had we not bumped into eachother in the last four compartments?

Suddenly, an image flashes through my mind. It is a photo of the S.T.A.R.S. Christmas Party. I see only happy faces. Goten and Trunks, the two teams' captains, on the side, making goofy faces. I am pulling me ears and stretching my cheeks with them. Uubu, alive and well, laughs with us as Bura and Mirai give the camera movie-star smiles. Marron is in the back, smiling as well. I see another face, but only for a split second. Its eyes bore into me.

The image disappears.

Who was that last face? Why didn't I recognize it? It seemed so familiar, yet it looked like a stranger at the same time.

"What a strange thing to recall," I mutter.

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A/N: MWUHAHAHAHAHAHEHEHEHEHE -=cough cough=- Yes, I know this chappie is dreadfully short, but I just wanted to brng in Juunanagou (Android 17). And I will NOT update this again unless I get 5 MORE reviews, please!

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