AN: Here's your second serving for being so patient!

The Strangest Thing

Ch4-Horror Movie No-No

Trunks half-heartedly listened to her mother's lecture- very detailed lecture- on just about everything there was on the ship as they walked down stairs to Bulma's private lab. It was beneath the area right next the capsule corp. compound, seeing as there already was an extensive basement beneath CC itself. It was Trunks' first time being in this one, him being busy with running the company and all.

It was very large and spacious, the size of a small hanger. Some of it filled with other odd sizable inventions, the ship sat proudly in the center of basking in the glow of the fluorescent lighting.

Trunks eye widen in amazement, 'It looks like something straight out of a sci-fi movie! Then again I shouldn't really be talking.' 

The ship itself took up the majority of the space in the hanger. It looked like someone had cut of the hood of a car and quadrupled the size and length. If not for the telltale engine boosters and dorsal 'fin' it could have been mistaken for some kind of storage space.

Seeing her son impressed Bulma smiled proudly, "I take it, you like?"

He nodded walking closer to touch the hull of the ship, "Mother you've really out done yourself this time, and here I was expecting some thing like the one dad used." The hull was covered with a smooth, reflective, metallic coat so shiny he could see himself in it.

Trunks followed Bulma to the underside of the ship pressing punching in command code. A slight hiss followed shortly there after a ramp slide smoothly out of the ship's belly.

"Complete with it's own gravity room, tank, and basic living necessities. All it really needs is the bugs worked out, I'd do it myself but you really need a vacation, you haven't taken one since... When was the last time you took a break? You were starting to worry me, you know, work sleep and eat is all you do." his mother confessed leading him down a long straight corridor. It probably leads to the control room or something.

"What about dad? He does pretty much the same thing."

"Yeah well, if he did any thing but train, eat and sleep then there'd be something wrong with him."

The hall had lead to the cockpit as Trunks had predicted, from there Bulma proceeded to familiarize her son with controls to the spacecraft. It wasn't long before he new it like the back of his hand.

The cockpit was the roughly the same size as a living room there were several passenger seat arranged neatly behind the pilot and navigation chairs situated at the main controls. The controls were in a semi circle for better access; above them was a large blank screen.

"Well you can start now if you like. I'll leave the access codes on the consul. I have to get dinner started before his majesty throws a royal fit because his foods not done."

"Mom?"

"Yeah, sweetie."

"What's it for?"

"huh?"

"I mean normally people don't build advanced space vessel just to pass the time."

Normally....

Bulma laughed, "Your right I suppose, actually I was thinking selling the designs to NASA and ISE. It's such a shame really the best they've been able to do is a two year trip to reach mars and back, and little old me went to Jupiter and back in less than five minutes. Think of it as a gift to mankind from retirement."

"You'll be in the history books for this one mom. By the way, have you heard from Pan?"

"Pan... awww" his mother giggled teasing him, like she used to do to him back when he was in high school.

"Mother, it's not like that. We're only friends."

"I didn't say any thing, but you jump right to that conclusion-

"Mother!"

"Yeah she came in a while ago but your father convinced her to spar with him she's the only one of you that still trains you know. I think he's getting bored with no challenges around anymore." She muttered something about saiya-jins general then left Trunks to begin his work.

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'Would it kill him to make just one mistake?', Pan groaned mentally, struggling to regain her balance after Vegeta's last attack. The Royal saiya-jin was quite literally wiping the floor with her, and had been for the past hour or so. She had to get rid of the armor she had been wearing; wasn't much left of it anyways.

"Is that the best you can do? I thought you said you've been training, this is a waste of my time that son of mine could have done a better job." Vegeta purposely taunted to get her riled up. She snarled back rising to defensive position, slowly her snarl turned into a small grin. "Let's get this over with."

"Fine by me."

She went straight for him aiming a high kick, Vegeta was only slightly surprised by such an amateur move and compensated quickly, grabbing her ankle; a move she had anticipated. Still hanging by her ankle she rapidly focused the energy and...

Wham

Thud

Both saiya-jins were on sprawled the floor unprepared for the sudden change of gravity.

"Vegeta dinners ready." Bulma announced from the G-room's doorway.

"Woman, how many times do I have to tell not to turn off the gravity like that?" groused the angry saiya-jin.

"Like you'd listen anyways, you'd probably keep training if I did."

Pan shook her head. They probably start arguing again. She decided now would be good time to make a hasty retreat. Bulma stopped her, ignoring Vegeta's retort, to hand her a food capsule.

"Take this to Trunks for me, he's in the second basement."

"Woman, don't ignore me!"

'Pan now would be a good time to get out of the line of fire.' Bulma dragged her back in despite her the look on her face. "Oh and there's enough for you too so feel free to eat down there if you want. Alright?"

Vegeta was turning a very intimidating shade of red. "Woman. You won't ignore me."

With scowl he picked her up like nothing slinging her over his shoulder and carried her off.

' They are sooooo wierd. '

She never understand those two, she didn't try to either. Pan walked over to where she'd left her duffel bag, with a slight wince she slung it over her shoulder. Vegeta had done a number on her ribs; there would be bruises come morning.

Jay struggled to keep his cool. Losing his head now would not do him any good; he wouldn't be where he was if hadn't lost it in the first place.

'Here' being one of the numerous halls in side the CC compound where the Briefs lived. He came across yet another flight of stairs 'What's one more your already lost in this maze maybe these lead to away out.'

After he'd called Pan he followed her straight to her ' friend's ' house. 'She is probably going see that purple haired freak. Well. not if I have anything to say about it.' On an angry impulse he'd followed her inside, not caring whether he'd get in trouble for trespassing or not, only to lose her inside the enormous facility the Briefs called home.

At the end of the stairs there was a fork, two more flights of stairs head deeper somewhere one was completely dark, in the other there was light at the end of the tunnel 'That sounds way too much like one of those really bad horror movies' He picked the stairs with the light at the end. Wasn't that one of the ten things not to do if you ever got stuck in a horror movie situation? When he reached the end of the stairs the light had gotten so bright it took a moment for his eyes to adjust.

He wouldn't have been surprised if some sort of horror film reject had jumped out and ate him, but what he found was a lot more shocking.

"W-what is this place?" Jay's purpose left him momentarily as he looked around the strange place he was in. Strange metal

'things' were everywhere. It looked like an inventor's convention. Dumbfounded he stumbled out of the stairway, tripping over a large strip of metal, falling ungracefully to the hard cement floor.Brushing himself off Jay picked the thing that had tripped him.

His eyes, if possible, widened even more. It was less than half a meter long, old and faded, but the writing on it was a clear as day; and it wasn't human.

Jay let go of as if it had turned into a snake, not caring if anybody heard, hell if anyone did hear they take him out of this...This wonderland he'd stumbled into. Unconsciously taking a step back, his back touched something, cold, hard and round. He turned around and immediately regretted it.

Whatever delusions and rational explanations Jay's brain had been formulating in his state of shock, flew out the window.

'It just keeps getting better and better. '  It was a round pod, waist high; it was obviously the source of the other metal piece as more of them had fallen around it. It looked like it could fit a person or two, the same alien language was written on it as well, no mistake.

'Why do I feel like I've just gotten into something I'm not gonna get out of? There must be away out of here.' he almost frantically he looked for another way out. None that he could see except-

"Trunks! Trunks where are you? He must be in there then."

He'd recognize that voice anywhere that was Pan. 'Thank goodness finally somebody can show me out of this crazy place' He wanted to kiss her (among other things) but she probably punch his lights out or put him in a strangle hold. The hold wouldn't be so bad though...

With those thoughts in mind Jay followed the sound Pan's voice, hopeful that it lead out.