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It took a while, but Sharpner and Erasa were finally getting to go in and see Gohan. Sharpner had a face mixed with jealousy, anger and concern, while Erasa was concern mixed with some apprehension. They made their way into the room, taking opposite sides of the bed. There was a long pause as neither dared to say the anything, Erasa put her hand on top of Gohan's, as he lied motionless in bed. Videl made her was into the room, and both Sharpner and Erasa tuned and silently nodded to her, acknowledging her presence. Videl walked and stood at the foot of the bed, her faced filled with sadness.
"Are you sure it was Gohan that got in the fight?" asked Erasa.
"Yeah," replied Sharpner in a 'What are you stupid' tone of voice.
"Look at him, there are no bruises or scratches or anything on him."
"Huh. I never notice that before, but your right. Move for a second," said Videl as she moved to where Erasa was. "There's not a single scratch on him. Its as if he never fought at all. This is just another thing that doesn't make sense."
She took out a small pad pf paper and scribbled something down.
"What's that?" asked Sharpner.
"My list of all the things about Gohan and some other people, that doesn't make any sense. And some other things that seem odd. Like how Gohan knows the Briefs," replied Videl.
"Huh. I never really thought about it. It does seem strange though, he lives out in the middle of know where, how does he know the richest family in the world?" asked Erasa.
"Just too many things don't make sense."
They said their pieces to Gohan and exited the room, determined to find out the mystery that is Gohan Son. When the door closed, Gohan stirred a little.
"I know Gohan would thank you if he was able to. Now let's continue on with the tour."
The rest of the tour went by with out much fanfare.
"Tell me what I want to know NOW!" yelled Vegeta, holding up the little green guarding of earth by his robe.
"I already told you everything I know. I may be the guardian of Earth, but I am not all knowing and all-powerful. Gohan's my friend, if there was anything I could do to help I would have done it already," replied Dende, struggling to try and escape from the grasp of Vegeta.
"FINE," he said, as he dropped the namek. "If I find out your holding back on me…"
With that said Vegeta blasted off the tower, that had been his best lead as to the where abouts of the androids creator. His second lead was not as promising, but he had no other choice.
The trip was long and boring, but thankfully Hercule had brought his portal DVD player so he was once again rewatching his championship win, reliving his glory days before he became the imposter that he was. Sure he was still a good fighter, he knew he could beat just about any opponent, with the exception of those guys from the cell games, and possibly his daughter. But the days where he could be proud of who he was and what he has become where long over, killed off by the poison that is fame. The car came to an abrupt stop, jarring Hercule his remembrance of the old days while he watched his DVD.
"We're within half a mile. We should walk from here. I'm not sure, but I think he has another one of the robots," said Gearshift as they both exited the vehicle.
"Well, if he does, I'll just give it my one and only Hercule Mega-Ton Punch! MUHAHAHAHAHA!"
The two walked along the side of the road, it had transformed from asphalt to dirt some time back, how long ago Hercule didn't know. It was a pleasant walk, it was warm out and there was a cool breeze, and the two reminisced about the past. Hercule spoke in great lengths about some of his fights, while Gearshift told him how he used to build custom cars, and how it led to getting involved with robotics.
Vegeta landed in front of the Capsule Corporation Headquarters. The Briefs home was the R&D place, while all the logistics were headed out of this one. If any part was shipped to any where in the world, he could trace it from here. Now he just needed to search for any one unusually sophisticated components. He walked through the door and headed for the elevator, when a guard got in his way.
"Sir, you must sign in and go through the metal detector," informed the guard as he pointed to the machine.
Vegeta grabbed his shirt and lifted him off his feet.
"Listen to me very carefully. If I wanted to kill you, I would crush you throat with my bare hands."
To emphasize his point he pulled the guards gun from his holster and crushed it into a ball. He dropped the guard to the ground, when four other guards rushed over, all with weapons drawn pointed at him.
"GET YOU HANDS IN THE AIR NOW!!!" one of the yelled.
Vegeta just smirked in reply and crossed his arms.
"Every one stand down," said a voice.
None of the guards moved, except for the one on the floor kept edging away from Vegeta.
"I gave you an order. I expect you to follow it, or else I will be looking for four new guards."
The guns where quickly holstered and they returned to their posts.
A man in a in a gray suit wearing red sunglasses was leaning up against a one of the pillars inside the main lobby with his hands in his pockets. He spoke, "And what do we owe this terror to? Did you blow up something or some one again?"
"I need information. Nothing else."
"So you need my help."
"I am ordering you to give me the information. Else I will use you for target practice…and I don't miss." Vegeta added the last part with a sadistic smile, meant to try and intimidate the man.
"Your threats don't work on me, Bulma has you on too tight of a leash. But come now, you must be hungry," he said as started to walk away.
Vegeta started to follow.
"S-s-s-sir…..the sign-in sheet….." said a quivering guard holding a clip board.
Vegeta walked over to him, it was the guard whose gun he had crushed, and he was now visibly shaking as he held the out stretched clip board. Vegeta smirked, and took the clipboard and pen, and signed it. Then continued onto the elevator where the man was waiting for him. The man pushed the up button and soon the elevator doors opened, the two got in and turned around to face the now closing door. Before it closed Vegeta made a little mock pistol with his hand and pointed it at the guard who was examining the weird script Vegeta had written his name in. The clipboard burst into flames as Vegeta feigned kickback from the imaginary gun.
"Was that really necessary Vegeta?" asked the man as the elevator doors closed.
Movie Plugs:
On April 4th Cowboy Bebop: Knocking on Heavens Door gets released into theatres. Go see it.
Spirited Away just saw it on sunday with Andromeda Of The Moon. Its a kick ass movie worth the time and effort to go see it. Especially with good company.
I hope you guys appriciate this. I had to do all the formatting text manually cause FFN sucks at it. i basically had to turn it from a word document to a HTML document by hand, not hard, just annoyingly long [about 5 mins work just to get the formatting right]. Funny stroy though, first no one says a word when i do update, and when i don't every one gets on my case. BTW go read this story : It's a good read.
