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Chapter 3: Ivgene Clan I
Outside Club Vesuvius, Gotham
Bardock had been subjected to numerous humiliations throughout the course of his young life. As an infant he was born with a measly power level of twenty. His father and mother deemed him a failure and literally threw him to the wolves, abandoning him on a planet lightyears away from Vegetasei. His once proud race had been enslaved by a xenophobic, genocidal, reptilian maniac who treated their lives as commodities. His loyal crew, which he was commander of, was slaughtered during his absence on planet Meat. But this...this was the greatest humiliation thus far.
"Oh stop it, it's not that bad."
Bardock grunted, his lips shifting into a dour frown as he crossed his arms together- he begged to differ.
"You look great." Selina said as she turned to the disgruntled Saiyan. "Do you know how rare and expensive that Armani suit is?" She questioned as she lightly tugged on it's black fabric.
"No." The father of Goku curtly replied and quite frankly- he didn't care. This 'suit' as she'd called it made him look absolutely ridiculous. He still didn't understand why she'd forced him to put on such uncomfortable clothes.
"The outfit you had on earlier would have attracted unwanted attention." The jewel thief whispered in his ear, seemingly hearing the Saiyans thoughts. "And besides like I keep saying you look great." She finished with a warm smile, hoping to ease some of his jitters.
Truthfully the word great didn't adequately describe how truly delectable Bardock looked at the moment. The Saiyan's rugged good looks were hard to deny, it was one of the first things that she'd noticed during their initial meeting. As sullied and filthy as he'd been in that dark alley, his innate statuesque looks still managed to shine through. The deeply ingrained scar on his left cheek gave a particularly unique edge, adding a tint of danger to his appeal. Now polished and clean, Bardock looked absolutely stunning. Selina didn't know whether to chuckle or sigh at the Saiyan's complete obliviousness to the looks he was receiving from various women in the line.
"Remind me again what exactly we're doing here?" Bardock absentmindedly asked, his hands fiddling with the accursed tie that wouldn't seem to stay in place.
Selina lightly giggled at the Saiyans attempt, leaning forward to assist him as she answered his question. "This is a known local hangout for the Ivgene crime family. They might have information useful to me and like you told me earlier, they were the people who attacked you."
"I understand that." The Saiyan said, his brows raising in amazement as Selina finished fixing his tie. "But why the need for all this?" By this the Saiyan was referring to the get up the duo was wearing. Bardock could easily have been confused for a GQ model, minus the gravity defying spiky hair which Selina had attempted numerous times to gel down, but to no avail. His partner meanwhile was dressed like a runway model. Her curves were perfectly accented by the black Balenciaga dress she was sporting. The father of Goku didn't fail to notice the coy eye glances she was receiving from the men in line. He was still questioning how she was managing to walk in those 'six inch red bottoms' as she'd called them.
"Because we need to get into this club. If you haven't noticed everyone else is dressed like this." Motioning to the line of people behind them Selina highlighted their outfits. This was a high end club, not just anyone was allowed into it.
"We could've simply fought our way into..."
"No."
"But I could've..."
"No." Selina silenced once more, her voice rising slightly to sound more affirmative. Ever since they had left the apartment the Saiyan had made multiple helpful suggestions, well at least in his mind- none of them being good in actuality.
"This job requires stealth, you'll get your opportunity to fight later." Selina said, catching the Saiyan by surprise as she suddenly hooked her arm with his.
"W-what are you doing?" The Saiyan stuttered as Selina scooted closer to him. The aromatic fragrance of her perfume trickled into the Saiyan's nose as the brunette edged closer. Any other man would have been ecstatic to be in such close confines with a woman as beautiful as Catwoman, but Bardock was utterly confused. First she rejected his suggestions now she attached herself to him as if they were lovers?
"Just stay quiet and let me do all the talking." Bardock blinked but continued trudging forward as he approached the front of the line.
"Names?"
A look of confusion crossed Bardock's face as he stared at the particularly portly man waving a clipboard in his face. The slow formation of a tick mark on his face signified his growing annoyance.
"I'm not going to ask again."
"Excuse my date he's not from around here." Finally speaking up Selina reached forward placing a comforting hand on the man's shoulder. His once aggressive stance waned slightly as he gazed down at the cheeky woman's smile.
'"That's nice and all...but names?" The man asked once more. There was a long line forming behind the couple and his employers would not be happy with the hold up.
Brushing a stray strand of hair from her face Selina took a confident step froward. Gently turning the man's clipboard around Selina's finger trailed down the long list of names. The bouncer's finger wagged impatiently as he glanced around waiting for the woman to finally get finished.
"Look lady I don't have all d..."
The man's words trailed off indefinitely as he stared down at the woman. Selina's figure rightfully stuck out like a sore thumb amongst the rest of the women in the line, but this particular view the bouncer was receiving shamed everything he had seen before. Her ample chest was already noticeable in the sleek form fitting dress she wore, but glancing down at it from a bird's eye view was something else.
"Is Something wrong?" Selina coyly asked as she raised her head slightly, her back arching at a curve which caused her ass to poke out. The bouncer could only gulp as his eyes unwillingly rose back up to meet hers.
"N-nothing." The words shakily stuttered out. "Take as long as you need. I have all day." The brunette smiled, her head dipping back down as her eyes returned to their search. The bouncer was literally drooling at this point, the saliva threatening to spill out of his mouth as he leaned closer. Her skin looked so smooth, so soft, yet firm. I wonder what they would feel like in my...
"I don't see our names." With a disappointed pout Selina's head slowly rose, her head cocking in faux confusion. In truth Selina knew that neither of their names were on the list, but that wouldn't stop her from playing along.
The bouncer's onyx eyes remained glued to Catwoman's chest, his mind barely even registering her words.
"Are you listening?" Selina's fingers snapped twice as she attempted to divert the man's attention to her face.
"Huh? O-oh yeah." Shaking his head the bouncer cleared his throat as he attempted to gather his wits. Removing the clipboard from the woman's hands the bouncer didn't even bother to ask her name before unhooking the rope to allow her entrance into the club. "Don't worry about that... this will be our little secret."
"Really?" Selina's eyes instantly lit up with glee as she began moving forward.
"Sure thing don't even worry about it." The man smiled as he reassured her, ushering her froward.
"You're such a sweety I wish the world had more men like you." Finally crossing the line Selina attempted to reach back and grab Bardock, but was stopped by the bouncer who had once again hooked the rope.
The Saiyan's arms slowly rose out of their pockets as he inched closer to the bouncer preparing to strike. He was hoping this was the moment he would get the opportunity to fight.
Noticing the subtle move by Bardock Selina placed her arms around the bouncer, attempting to diffuse the situation before it even began. "Aww I thought you were being nice? I can't go in without my date. The only reason I'm on this date anyways is because he's paying. You seem like more fun anyways. After I get done with him I promise to have some fun with you." Selina's lips hovered ever so closely to the bouncer's ears as she huskily whispered the words.
The bouncer's reaction was as expected. A devious smile appeared on his face as he unhooked the rope allowing Bardock passage.
"Thanks." With a grateful peck on the cheek Catwoman quickly grabbed Bardock's arm and continued to go on her merry way before she was unexpectedly stopped by the bouncer once more.
"One more thing," The man's face turned deadly serious as he glared holes into the couple's skulls."Do you speak Russian?"
Turning to his 'date' Bardock flashed her a look of absolute confusion. What was this 'Russian' he spoke of?
"I don't." Selina calmly replied. "And he barely even knows English." She said, breaking into laughter as she nudged the Saiyan with her elbow.
"Good. You're free to go." Stepping out of the duo's way the bouncer allowed the couple to move forward. "And don't forget about our little agreement later." He finished with a wink.
"Oh...trust me I won't." With a reflective wink of her own Selina slipped into the club pulling Bardock along with her.
Inside Club Vesuvius, Gotham
Stepping inside the confines of the club Bardock's nose was bombarded by an array of scents. A heavy cloud of smoke hovered around the dance floor, formed by the dank combination of marijuana and cigarettes. The Saiyan found himself wheezing as the thick blankets of smoke constricted his lungs. The balmy smell of cheap liquor filled his remaining air passages. Bardock's face contorted into a frown as he involuntarily took a step backwards.
"What? You've never been in a club before?" Selina teased, silently chuckling at the Saiyan's taut facial expression. Bardock continued to cough, pounding his chest as he finally expelled the smoke from his lungs.
"I have but none as disgusting as this one." During his assigned missions from Frieza Bardock had visited many worlds. Very rarely during his missions did he get the opportunity to explore the planet. The immediate goal during them was to annihilate the native populate which didn't leave much time for dillydallying. But during the rare missions when he did receive the chance to explore he often visited the planet's bars and clubs. He had encountered various alien species but none of their clubs could match toxicity of this one.
Tossing his thoughts aside Bardock refocused his attention on the dance floor. A strange type of music was being played. It was melodious yet grating. Smooth yet aggressive. The men and women on the dance floor certainly seemed to be enjoying it. Were they performing a mating ritual? Their hips and groins were so close Bardock wondered if there was any air between the two. Never in his life had the Saiyan ears been delighted by such a sound. Bewitched by the unknown noises Bardock turned to his 'date' and inquired what they were.
"Wh-what is this music?" The Saiyan's eyes darted back to the dance floor, zooming in on a particular couple who were now literally gyrating against one another.
"You've never heard rap music before?" A curious brow rose as Catwoman Bardock observed the Saiyan's reaction. Gauging from his reaction the answer was a clear "no". The father of Goku remained mystified by the crowd. He allowed himself one final parting glance before resting his attention on Selina.
"Anyways, what was that back there?" The Saiyan inquired shifting the topic of conversation.
"Back there?"
"With the guards I mean." Bardock extrapolated.
"Oh." Selina replied, understanding finally dawning on her. "It was just a little way to gain access into the club." The brunette explained.
Bardock nodded in understanding, pausing briefly as he raised another question. "What is this date you spoke of?"
Catwoman's head cocked to the side, the visage of Bardock with two heads appearing in her mind. Is this guy forreal? "You seriously don't know what a date is?"
The Saiyan simply shook his head, his movements speaking as a "no".
"You're really not from around here around you?" She sighed, palming her forehead. "A date is romantic appointment between two people." Selina stated, doing her best to explain it in the simplest of terms.
"Romance?" Bardock mumbled with a sardonic snort. A Saiyan had no time for such useless things. "On my world we simply mate."
"Mate? You mean you just have sex?" Selina was surprised by this. What kind of world was this guy from?
"Saiyans have no time for love. The majority of our lives are spent on the battlefield in combat. Some Saiyans fall in love but for the majority of us; mating is simply a primal urge."
Pondering his words things really didn't sound that bad. Selina's love life was a jumbled mess and that was without the inclusion of the Bat. Simply having sex without the unnecessary emotions and attachments that came along with it would be wonderful – in theory.
"But enough about that...where is the Ivgene clan?" Bardock's voice turned dead serious as he gazed into Selina's emerald eyes. The main reason he agreed to all this was for payback.
"Over there where that group of men is located." Outstretching her finger Selina pointed to the far-side of the club where the VIP section was located. A group of large, easily, six foot four, bodyguards formed a protective circle around the entrance, their eyes gazing like hawks for anything out of the ordinary. Behind them was a group of men who appeared to be having the time of their lives. Alcohol of of every brand surrounded their table, along with some of the highest paid escorts and prostitutes in Gotham. Carefree laughter echoed from the couches they were seated upon as another round of drinks was poured.
"Do you recognize any of them?" Bardock squinted, attempting to gain a better view as he scanned the men's faces desperately hoping to recognize any of them. Finally after several minutes the Saiyan let out a defeated sigh. "No."
Selina let out a sigh of her own as she settled into a shrug. "Maybe the one's who attacked you aren't here, the Ivgene clan is quite large after all." Selina suggested, attempting to offer some form of hope to the Saiyan. "I'm going to get a better look and do some recon."
"Recon?" Bardock repeated.
"Reconnaissance." Selina explained.
"I know what that means." The Saiyan replied in an utterly annoyed tone. "What about me? What am I supposed to do while you're off doing that?"
Pausing, Selina carefully mused over her next string of words, placing a finger on her chin as a smile formed on her face. "Dance, this is a club after all."
A big thank you to everyone who reviewed chapter 2!
Q/A:
PerfectCellFan: Sorry but that's not going to happen.
Titan: Dragon Ball Z: Bardock - The Father of Goku and Dragon Ball: Episode of Bardock are canon for this story, so yes Bardock still has his psychic abilities.
king of nightmares and dragons: No clue on a pairing thus far.
Ulquiorra Schiffer 007: Dragon Ball: Episode of Bardock is canon for this story so yes this is after he turned SSJ.
SaiyaStyles: The chapters could be longer but I don't enjoy writing for extending periods of time. Bardock isn't from their Universe so the Justice League has no info on his race. Thanks for the kind words.