Remembering the Past,
Reclaiming the Future.
Part 1: Gathering Storms
..............................................................................(Episode 3: Meeting the enemy)........................................................................................
~(Hercule City Mall)~
Vegeta walked towards the mall from where he had landed down the street, contemplating what resturaunt he would eat at. For that matter, what would he eat? "Stupid Earthling foods! They can't just be satisfied by a single type, oh no, they've got to have everything from spicy to frozen! Why can't they just pick something and stick with it?" Vegeta grumbled as he walked through the door of the mall, knowing full well that he was getting stares from bypassers and at the same time not giving a damn. "And they've got to have all these stupid names, like 'McDonalds' or 'Starbucks'!" He didn't even mention his personal most hated resturaunt, 'Burger King'.
After walking for what seemed like an eternity, he finally decided on a place called 'Danvers' and walked in to get in line. Glancing up at the menu, he saw about ten different things he wanted, and after a few seconds of contemplation, decided to get them all. After all, he HAD taken that card thing that served as one of the woman's many money spending devices. Stepping up to the counter after deciding this, he saw the clerk at this peticular register start to walk away. A scrawny human teenager, walking away from HIM, the Prince of Saiyans? Unthinkable. To prove this, he reached over the counter and grabbed the hapless boy by the shirt. "And just where do you think YOU'RE going?"
"Man, this register's closed. I'm taken' my break, so let go of me!" Needless to say, this was the wrong thing to say to Vegeta.
"You will take my order now, brat, or get your puny head ripped off your shoulders!" By this time, many people had stopped eating and had turned toward the source of the commotion.
"Um...yes sir. Right away...what would you like...um, sir?" The teenager was quite intimidated by Vegeta's attitude, and wasn't sure if he was bluffing or not, but deciding not to take the chance.
"Good," Vegeta set the clerk down, "I would like five hamburgers, three cheeseburgers, two orders of fries, two large cokes, a chicken sandwich, and a turkey club."
"Ri-Right away sir!" The teenager walked off to give the order personally, less the man at the counter think he was slacking off.
"Hmph! Stupid Earthling good for nothing baka..." He then noticed with some annoyance that every person in the restaraunt was staring at him. "WHAT ARE YOU ALL STARING AT?! HAVE I GROWN A SECOND HEAD OR SOMETHING? NO? THEN STOP STARING LIKE A BUNCH OF DEAD FISH!" This tactic got a few to stop staring, but more continued, much to the dismay of Vegeta. "IF ANYONE STARES AT ME A SECOND LONGER, I'LL COME OVER THERE, RIP OUT YOUR HEART, AND SHOVE IT DOWN YOUR THROAT!" This threat got them all to stop staring, as most of the people didn't want any trouble.
"Uh-uh-um...sir? Yo-your food i-is rea-dy!" Exclaimed the teenager behind the counter, farther intimidated by Vegeta's show of wrath. He tentivaly held out the four bags stuffed full with food, hoping that he wouldn't offend the really scary guy.
Vegeta, as usual, accepted his food with exquisite grace and courtesy. "WHAT TOOK YOU SO DAMN LONG?! I MIGHT AS WELL HAVE GONE AND HUNTED MY OWN FOOD!" However, despite his seeming disdain for the time it took, he snatched up the food and walked over to a corner table to eat in, hopefully, peace.
The frightened teenager let out a breath of relief at seeing the scary guy leave the counter. 'Man, I've really gotta think on my career choice...I think construction is safer than this.....'
~(Hercule City Mall, outside Danvers)~
The redheaded woman watched with interest Vegeta's abnormal behavior. Bringing her scouter out, she scanned his powerlevel, and was rewarded with the affirmation that he was no ordinary Earthling. 'I found one already, this is too easy.' She put the scouter away, no one really noticing, as she was now wearing less conspicuous clothes than she had arrived in. Namely a black t-shirt, jeans, a jacket with an 'R' logo on it, and a baseball cap which had a random cartoonified animal on it, presumably for some kind of sports team. Slung around her arm was a black purse in which she desposited the scouter. Just as she was about to enter to confront the probable Saiyan, she had a thought. 'What if he's suppressing his full power? It seems likely, because he hasn't killed anyone so far and seems to have "some" restraint. Maybe it would be wiser to gather more information before I act....'
With this thought firmly instilled in her head, she calmly walked away from the restaraunt, stopping at a bench in view of it. 'If I trail him, I can assess the situation better...' Sitting on the bench, she positioned herself so she didn't look like she was watching the restaraunt exactly, but was still faced more or less towards it.
No sooner than she was in positioned, one of the less prestegious denzians of the mall reared it's ugly head. "Hey babe, watcha' doin' alone like this? Ya want some company?" The urchin was dressed in too loose jeans, a blue shirt and orange jacket, and had a golden ring protruding from his nose.
"Actually I'm waiting on someone...and I hardly think you would comprise the 'company' I need. Please leave." The redhead turned back to watching the restaraunt, dismissing the urchin.
This, however, turned out to be one of the worst answers she could have given, as it only further determined the low-life. "Aw c'mon babe! It's not like I'm gonna bite or somethin'!" He snickered at his own joke, then proceeded to sit next to her and slip an arm around her shoulders. "What's ya name sweetheart?"
The redheaded woman turned her gaze to the urchin, irritated. "Get your arm off me. And my name is none of your concern. Leave." This time she kept her gaze leveled at the urchin, hoping to get him to leave so she could resume her reconissance.
The urchin, however, was not so easily shrugged off. "Aw c'mon! You at least gotta tell me your name! If you do, I'll leave, promise."
The redheaded woman sighed resignedly. If she were to kill anyone at this point, her cover would be blown. "Fine. My name is Katt. Leave now."
"Katt huh? Well okay sweetheart, but here's my number if ya want ta call me!" He tossed down a wrinkled slip of paper onto her lap, then, true to his word, got up and left, glancing once over his shoulder and blowing a kiss, then laughing.
Katt sighed, then looked again at the restaraunt. Upon looked harder, she realized her quarry was no longer inside. "Damn! That idiot distracted me...now I've got to find him again...." She stood, and, adjusting her shirt slightly where the urchin had wrinkled it, proceeded out of the mall in search of the saiyan.
~(Hercule Land, theme park in Hercule City)~
Gohan stared up at the giant replica of his father-in-law's head, making a face as a bunch of screaming kids rode the rollor coster into it's mouth. All in all, it was a rather amusing sight to behold. Adjusting his glasses, he continued to wait as his daughter and wife finished the ride. "I swear, sometimes I really do want to-" He was interupted by the sight of Vegeta flying by the theme park. "Was that...Vegeta? Darnit! He should know that he shouldn't be seen flying around like that! I suppose I should leave him be for now though-" He was interupted again as he spotted another figure fly past at a much slower rate. "Who was that?" Trying to sense them, he got only the barest hint of a signature from them, and it wasn't familiar. "I think that means trouble..." Glancing back at the rollor coaster, he debated for a few seconds whether or not he should leave without telling them, but finally decided that whoever that was, they were probably a more important issue.
As he was about to take off after the figure, he remembered where he was and cursed silently. 'Okay! Where can I take off from?' Looking around, he noticed that the fence was nearby, and quickly ran towards it. Vaulting over it once nobody was looking, he took to the air from behind the fence, flying up as high as the rollar coaster could shield him and then with a burst of speed, was floating at cloud level. "Okay! Now...where'd that person go?" After trying to sense them and failing, he then had a moment of inspiration and started following Vegeta's energy. The person had seemed to be following him, so if he couldn't follow them, then he could also follow Vegeta! With this plan in mind, he took off after Vegeta, hoping to catch up to the person and get some answers.
~(Capsule Corporation)~
Landing silently as she could behind the dumpsters in the back of the building, Katt surveyed where her quarry had stopped. "I wonder if this is his home...? Well, for a Saiyan, it's a rather ridiculous place to stay. As if the construction wasn't weird enough, they had to paint the entire building 'yellow'? Ugh...I don't think I want to know exactly who built this place..."
Stepping out from behind the dumpsters, she proceeded to walk around the building to the front door, all the while looking up information on the place from her mini-computer. Luckily, she had been able to download an extensive database on the planet, and it seemed 'Capsule Corporation', as it was called, was one of the items on the top of the list on important places. Reading through it quickly, she assumed a more business-like stance as she entered the building.
The receptionist greeted her upon her entry. "Hello ma'am. May I ask what your business today is at Capluse Corp., designer and producer of Capsule Corporation Caplusized Products?"
Katt, resisting the urge to blow the overly cheerful receptionist to hell, simply replied with the ruse she had composed. "Yes, I'm looking for a job. Might you have any openings?"
The receptionist smiled cheerfully at her again and turned to her computer, bringing up what Katt presumed were available jobs. "Why yes, we do have a few openings. There is an opening for a secretary for Mr. Kenisha, an opening for a scientist in energy fields, and an opening for a security guard. I regret to inform you that this is all we have available at the time."
Katt, pressing a few buttons on her mini-computer situated in her pocket, soon got a forged copy of credintials. Pulling the aformentioned device out of her pocket, she laid it on the desk. "I have a degree in energy fields actually. If you need the hardcopy, I can go to my apartment and get it. I was released by Techno Enterprises a few weeks ago when they had to get rid of some of their employees and shut down some of their projects. I, unfortunately, was on one of those projects, and therefore was laid off."
"Oh, I'm so sorry to hear that! Well, if you'll just take the elevator up to the fourth level, you can show these to the lead scientist there. I'm sure they'll be happy to accept you. Dr. Colart put in the hospital a few weeks ago due to a lab accident, and is expected to be back in a few months. Isn't that such a shame? I knew the-" Katt interupted her cheerful rambling as she stepped into the opening elevator doors.
"Thank you, but I'm sure that I'd best not waste anymore time." The secretary didn't get to do anything but wave as the doors closed and the elevator began ascending levels. Sighing with relief, Katt closed her eyes for a second to compose herself, getting ready to confront the lead scientist about a job. If she managed to find work here, then she could keep a closer eye on the saiyan. Once she knew what his full power was, she could make the decision of whether or not to go ahead and attack or to find another way.
As the elevator doors opened and she stepped out, she found she was in an all white room, with what looked like an air lock leading to the lab proper. Glancing to her left, she found another a scientist typing away at a keyboard. She could tell he was a scientist by the white lab coat he wore and the badge adorning his chest stating 'C.C. Science division'.
Clearing her throat to attract the man's attention, she adjusted her stance and pulled out her mini computer, which she had stuffed back in her pocket. She 'must' make a good first impression. "Excuse me sir, but I learned from the receptionist that you were looking for an energy field specialist?"
The balding scientist looked up from his work, his gray eyes meeting hers. "Yes. And you are that person?" He took the mini computer offered and looked over the credintials. "Well...this looks good. Of course, you'll have to meet our head scientist, also the former president of Capsule Corporation. She gave the job of president to her son you know-ah, here she comes now." He motioned over to the airlock where a blue haired woman was emerging.
Katt glanced over to where he was motioning, then turned completely in that direction to meet the woman. The woman spoke before she had a chance to say anything however. "Hello. My name is Bulma Briefs. I'm sure you've heard about me from Roger here. What's your name?" Bulma held out her hand, smiling warmly.
Taking the offered hand, Katt replied to her question. "My name is Katt. Katt Selie."
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(A/N: I finally got the third chapter out. Sorry for the wait. Please review. Oh, and here's a quiz to see if anyone has ever watched Dragonball.
At the first world martial arts tournament that Goku and Krillen entered into, what was Krillen's opponent's name? Hint: The stinky one. Okay, post your revews and/or answers in reviews. Well, I'll leave for now! Thanks for reading! The next chapter will hopefully be out soon, as I'm getting back into writing.)
Reclaiming the Future.
Part 1: Gathering Storms
..............................................................................(Episode 3: Meeting the enemy)........................................................................................
~(Hercule City Mall)~
Vegeta walked towards the mall from where he had landed down the street, contemplating what resturaunt he would eat at. For that matter, what would he eat? "Stupid Earthling foods! They can't just be satisfied by a single type, oh no, they've got to have everything from spicy to frozen! Why can't they just pick something and stick with it?" Vegeta grumbled as he walked through the door of the mall, knowing full well that he was getting stares from bypassers and at the same time not giving a damn. "And they've got to have all these stupid names, like 'McDonalds' or 'Starbucks'!" He didn't even mention his personal most hated resturaunt, 'Burger King'.
After walking for what seemed like an eternity, he finally decided on a place called 'Danvers' and walked in to get in line. Glancing up at the menu, he saw about ten different things he wanted, and after a few seconds of contemplation, decided to get them all. After all, he HAD taken that card thing that served as one of the woman's many money spending devices. Stepping up to the counter after deciding this, he saw the clerk at this peticular register start to walk away. A scrawny human teenager, walking away from HIM, the Prince of Saiyans? Unthinkable. To prove this, he reached over the counter and grabbed the hapless boy by the shirt. "And just where do you think YOU'RE going?"
"Man, this register's closed. I'm taken' my break, so let go of me!" Needless to say, this was the wrong thing to say to Vegeta.
"You will take my order now, brat, or get your puny head ripped off your shoulders!" By this time, many people had stopped eating and had turned toward the source of the commotion.
"Um...yes sir. Right away...what would you like...um, sir?" The teenager was quite intimidated by Vegeta's attitude, and wasn't sure if he was bluffing or not, but deciding not to take the chance.
"Good," Vegeta set the clerk down, "I would like five hamburgers, three cheeseburgers, two orders of fries, two large cokes, a chicken sandwich, and a turkey club."
"Ri-Right away sir!" The teenager walked off to give the order personally, less the man at the counter think he was slacking off.
"Hmph! Stupid Earthling good for nothing baka..." He then noticed with some annoyance that every person in the restaraunt was staring at him. "WHAT ARE YOU ALL STARING AT?! HAVE I GROWN A SECOND HEAD OR SOMETHING? NO? THEN STOP STARING LIKE A BUNCH OF DEAD FISH!" This tactic got a few to stop staring, but more continued, much to the dismay of Vegeta. "IF ANYONE STARES AT ME A SECOND LONGER, I'LL COME OVER THERE, RIP OUT YOUR HEART, AND SHOVE IT DOWN YOUR THROAT!" This threat got them all to stop staring, as most of the people didn't want any trouble.
"Uh-uh-um...sir? Yo-your food i-is rea-dy!" Exclaimed the teenager behind the counter, farther intimidated by Vegeta's show of wrath. He tentivaly held out the four bags stuffed full with food, hoping that he wouldn't offend the really scary guy.
Vegeta, as usual, accepted his food with exquisite grace and courtesy. "WHAT TOOK YOU SO DAMN LONG?! I MIGHT AS WELL HAVE GONE AND HUNTED MY OWN FOOD!" However, despite his seeming disdain for the time it took, he snatched up the food and walked over to a corner table to eat in, hopefully, peace.
The frightened teenager let out a breath of relief at seeing the scary guy leave the counter. 'Man, I've really gotta think on my career choice...I think construction is safer than this.....'
~(Hercule City Mall, outside Danvers)~
The redheaded woman watched with interest Vegeta's abnormal behavior. Bringing her scouter out, she scanned his powerlevel, and was rewarded with the affirmation that he was no ordinary Earthling. 'I found one already, this is too easy.' She put the scouter away, no one really noticing, as she was now wearing less conspicuous clothes than she had arrived in. Namely a black t-shirt, jeans, a jacket with an 'R' logo on it, and a baseball cap which had a random cartoonified animal on it, presumably for some kind of sports team. Slung around her arm was a black purse in which she desposited the scouter. Just as she was about to enter to confront the probable Saiyan, she had a thought. 'What if he's suppressing his full power? It seems likely, because he hasn't killed anyone so far and seems to have "some" restraint. Maybe it would be wiser to gather more information before I act....'
With this thought firmly instilled in her head, she calmly walked away from the restaraunt, stopping at a bench in view of it. 'If I trail him, I can assess the situation better...' Sitting on the bench, she positioned herself so she didn't look like she was watching the restaraunt exactly, but was still faced more or less towards it.
No sooner than she was in positioned, one of the less prestegious denzians of the mall reared it's ugly head. "Hey babe, watcha' doin' alone like this? Ya want some company?" The urchin was dressed in too loose jeans, a blue shirt and orange jacket, and had a golden ring protruding from his nose.
"Actually I'm waiting on someone...and I hardly think you would comprise the 'company' I need. Please leave." The redhead turned back to watching the restaraunt, dismissing the urchin.
This, however, turned out to be one of the worst answers she could have given, as it only further determined the low-life. "Aw c'mon babe! It's not like I'm gonna bite or somethin'!" He snickered at his own joke, then proceeded to sit next to her and slip an arm around her shoulders. "What's ya name sweetheart?"
The redheaded woman turned her gaze to the urchin, irritated. "Get your arm off me. And my name is none of your concern. Leave." This time she kept her gaze leveled at the urchin, hoping to get him to leave so she could resume her reconissance.
The urchin, however, was not so easily shrugged off. "Aw c'mon! You at least gotta tell me your name! If you do, I'll leave, promise."
The redheaded woman sighed resignedly. If she were to kill anyone at this point, her cover would be blown. "Fine. My name is Katt. Leave now."
"Katt huh? Well okay sweetheart, but here's my number if ya want ta call me!" He tossed down a wrinkled slip of paper onto her lap, then, true to his word, got up and left, glancing once over his shoulder and blowing a kiss, then laughing.
Katt sighed, then looked again at the restaraunt. Upon looked harder, she realized her quarry was no longer inside. "Damn! That idiot distracted me...now I've got to find him again...." She stood, and, adjusting her shirt slightly where the urchin had wrinkled it, proceeded out of the mall in search of the saiyan.
~(Hercule Land, theme park in Hercule City)~
Gohan stared up at the giant replica of his father-in-law's head, making a face as a bunch of screaming kids rode the rollor coster into it's mouth. All in all, it was a rather amusing sight to behold. Adjusting his glasses, he continued to wait as his daughter and wife finished the ride. "I swear, sometimes I really do want to-" He was interupted by the sight of Vegeta flying by the theme park. "Was that...Vegeta? Darnit! He should know that he shouldn't be seen flying around like that! I suppose I should leave him be for now though-" He was interupted again as he spotted another figure fly past at a much slower rate. "Who was that?" Trying to sense them, he got only the barest hint of a signature from them, and it wasn't familiar. "I think that means trouble..." Glancing back at the rollor coaster, he debated for a few seconds whether or not he should leave without telling them, but finally decided that whoever that was, they were probably a more important issue.
As he was about to take off after the figure, he remembered where he was and cursed silently. 'Okay! Where can I take off from?' Looking around, he noticed that the fence was nearby, and quickly ran towards it. Vaulting over it once nobody was looking, he took to the air from behind the fence, flying up as high as the rollar coaster could shield him and then with a burst of speed, was floating at cloud level. "Okay! Now...where'd that person go?" After trying to sense them and failing, he then had a moment of inspiration and started following Vegeta's energy. The person had seemed to be following him, so if he couldn't follow them, then he could also follow Vegeta! With this plan in mind, he took off after Vegeta, hoping to catch up to the person and get some answers.
~(Capsule Corporation)~
Landing silently as she could behind the dumpsters in the back of the building, Katt surveyed where her quarry had stopped. "I wonder if this is his home...? Well, for a Saiyan, it's a rather ridiculous place to stay. As if the construction wasn't weird enough, they had to paint the entire building 'yellow'? Ugh...I don't think I want to know exactly who built this place..."
Stepping out from behind the dumpsters, she proceeded to walk around the building to the front door, all the while looking up information on the place from her mini-computer. Luckily, she had been able to download an extensive database on the planet, and it seemed 'Capsule Corporation', as it was called, was one of the items on the top of the list on important places. Reading through it quickly, she assumed a more business-like stance as she entered the building.
The receptionist greeted her upon her entry. "Hello ma'am. May I ask what your business today is at Capluse Corp., designer and producer of Capsule Corporation Caplusized Products?"
Katt, resisting the urge to blow the overly cheerful receptionist to hell, simply replied with the ruse she had composed. "Yes, I'm looking for a job. Might you have any openings?"
The receptionist smiled cheerfully at her again and turned to her computer, bringing up what Katt presumed were available jobs. "Why yes, we do have a few openings. There is an opening for a secretary for Mr. Kenisha, an opening for a scientist in energy fields, and an opening for a security guard. I regret to inform you that this is all we have available at the time."
Katt, pressing a few buttons on her mini-computer situated in her pocket, soon got a forged copy of credintials. Pulling the aformentioned device out of her pocket, she laid it on the desk. "I have a degree in energy fields actually. If you need the hardcopy, I can go to my apartment and get it. I was released by Techno Enterprises a few weeks ago when they had to get rid of some of their employees and shut down some of their projects. I, unfortunately, was on one of those projects, and therefore was laid off."
"Oh, I'm so sorry to hear that! Well, if you'll just take the elevator up to the fourth level, you can show these to the lead scientist there. I'm sure they'll be happy to accept you. Dr. Colart put in the hospital a few weeks ago due to a lab accident, and is expected to be back in a few months. Isn't that such a shame? I knew the-" Katt interupted her cheerful rambling as she stepped into the opening elevator doors.
"Thank you, but I'm sure that I'd best not waste anymore time." The secretary didn't get to do anything but wave as the doors closed and the elevator began ascending levels. Sighing with relief, Katt closed her eyes for a second to compose herself, getting ready to confront the lead scientist about a job. If she managed to find work here, then she could keep a closer eye on the saiyan. Once she knew what his full power was, she could make the decision of whether or not to go ahead and attack or to find another way.
As the elevator doors opened and she stepped out, she found she was in an all white room, with what looked like an air lock leading to the lab proper. Glancing to her left, she found another a scientist typing away at a keyboard. She could tell he was a scientist by the white lab coat he wore and the badge adorning his chest stating 'C.C. Science division'.
Clearing her throat to attract the man's attention, she adjusted her stance and pulled out her mini computer, which she had stuffed back in her pocket. She 'must' make a good first impression. "Excuse me sir, but I learned from the receptionist that you were looking for an energy field specialist?"
The balding scientist looked up from his work, his gray eyes meeting hers. "Yes. And you are that person?" He took the mini computer offered and looked over the credintials. "Well...this looks good. Of course, you'll have to meet our head scientist, also the former president of Capsule Corporation. She gave the job of president to her son you know-ah, here she comes now." He motioned over to the airlock where a blue haired woman was emerging.
Katt glanced over to where he was motioning, then turned completely in that direction to meet the woman. The woman spoke before she had a chance to say anything however. "Hello. My name is Bulma Briefs. I'm sure you've heard about me from Roger here. What's your name?" Bulma held out her hand, smiling warmly.
Taking the offered hand, Katt replied to her question. "My name is Katt. Katt Selie."
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(A/N: I finally got the third chapter out. Sorry for the wait. Please review. Oh, and here's a quiz to see if anyone has ever watched Dragonball.
At the first world martial arts tournament that Goku and Krillen entered into, what was Krillen's opponent's name? Hint: The stinky one. Okay, post your revews and/or answers in reviews. Well, I'll leave for now! Thanks for reading! The next chapter will hopefully be out soon, as I'm getting back into writing.)