Okay I'm back with an update. At least you guys aren't waiting as long as the cowboy bebop bunch, I still haven't updated that story but I will someday. So tell me what you think and give me some ideas.

Chapter 8

Mirai walked into the sewers and found what he was looking for, the staircase that led to the bottom. He had to make his way from West City to Hollywood. If anyplace in California was scary it was Hollywood. You could get mugged or murdered at any moment. Some of the real weirdo's walked around at night time and night time was the only time you could find the Nosfearatue. As hideous creatures they avoided light for the sake of the masquerade. Revealing themselves to the world was a good way to the fact that vampires exist and it was a one way ticket to the chop block. If one myth of vampires was true, it was that chopping off the head was an effective way to dust them.

Garlic wouldn't hurt, actually Mirai and MV both liked eating garlic on pizza, that's why they went to Papagino's for pizza, they put garlic on the pepperonis as well as the rest of it (Papagino's is the shit!). Stake in the heart would only paralyze a vampire, not a good way to be but it wouldn't kill them. Cross, Mirai had often been tempted to shove the cross up the sorry fucker's ass that pulled one on him. He hated that stereotype, it was annoying, he actually owned a crucifix. It wasn't blasphemous to be a religious vampire, the killing and torture is what got vampires into hell. A bullet was painful but not deadly, unless it was a shot to the head, which was a real pain in the ass if it didn't kill you.

Mirai opened the door and walked down the stares quietly while shutting the door behind him. There was no light on so he had to be very careful where he stepped. Mirai, not realizing how long the stares were, tripped and fell over twenty steps down the stairwell.

"Back, side, head, neck, spleen, OUCH!" Mirai rubbed the back of his poor head and whimpered a bit. "Who the hell doesn't put a light in a twenty step stairwell!?"

Mirai slowly got up and walked forward running into a steal door breaking his nose. "For the love of God, what the hell?!" He shoved his nose back in place with a yelp and opened the door. He stepped forward and got a nasty surprise. He stepped in running sewer water. "Okay, Terry is worth it, so just find the dry sidewalk and start walking." As much as he told himself this he wasn't buying it. He climbed up on the dry sidewalk and began following the signs that said 'Do Not Enter' and 'No Trespassing' and 'Danger'. He figured the nosfearatue would put them up in hopes of luring victims in or keeping them away. He slipped on something slimy and fell down the dark tunnel in front of him that was like a slide. He cried out as he slipped down the slippery slope and hit the bottom. He stood up and slipped back on the slimy ground. On his second attempted he started to walk and began slipping forward into a brick way. A deliciously sweet taste filled his mouth. He spat out the liquid and hard a small ticking noise. He reached his filthy finger into the back of his mouth and felt that one of his wisdom teeth had been knocked out. Mirai sighed in defeat.

"I hate this place," he wined. He followed the signs and a red stream of lights like the Chili's chili pepper lights they had hanging in their restaurant. Mirai followed them and came to a catwalk bridge. He walked over it and found two tunnels. One had a small 'Millers Light' sign that was lighting up and one had a broken computer sitting on a brown leather couch that was a little torn up. He chose to follow the one with the TV. He came across two more tunnels and turned around to go back only to see two behind him. He chose the opposite one only to find that it was the 'Miller Light' tunnel. He just shrugged and went back and chose one of the two tunnels. Deeper into the underground cave were doors. Some from hospitals, some bathroom doors, some house doors, any kind of door you could think of. Mirai continued down the tunnel of doors and light up signs. He tripped over a 'Lucky Star Hotel' sign and fell on the ground. He turned over and looked at his leg and saw a bruise was forming. He shook his head and stood up.

He walked own the tunnels until he came to double red doors with green Chinese style Buddha on it. He opened the door and saw a dinning room set up. It had a long table with six chairs on either side and two on either end. There was a grandfather clock on one side of the small cave and a side table next to Mirai with a dead flower in a cracked flower pot next to him. At one end of the table was a dead body in a tux. On the right was a dead woman in a white dress next to another dead woman in a blue dress. On the left were two small corpses. One had on a blue sailor outfit like those ones you see in the Donald duck cartoons and one had on a little pink dress.

"Hey boss," said a spooky hissing voice, "I don't remember seeing you on the invitation list." He had an accent that reminded Mirai of old mob members from Boston.

"Gary," Mirai called out, "Is that you?"

"The question isn't 'Am I Gary' the question is 'Who are you'."

"I'm Trunks Vegeta Briefs," said Mirai looking around for were the voice was coming from.

"Oh yes, the primogen's kooky compadre and son am I right?"

"With all do respect, primogen, he is not really my friend."

"Oh, ho, I wouldn't say you two weren't friends," he said, "you look out for one another, don't you?"

"For a price," agreed Mirai.

"But doesn't friendship come with a price?"

"I guess."

"Now what do you want?"

"You already know what I want," said Mirai, "why are you asking?"

"Because I like the sound of my own voice. Yes I know why you are here. One of my boys have been looking out for you in exchange for some, hehe, -he made a sound like one would when looking at a delicious looking meal- juicy gossip. He tells me everything that goes on with you, and I must say, you get around more then Mae West. He even knew about the suggestion you were given by the Trunks who belongs here. So come on, tell me yourself."

"I'm here looking for Terry," he said.

"Oh yes, Terry, the little run away martyr."

"What do you mean, martyr?"

"What do you mean, what do I mean?"

"Why don't you come out and show yourself so we can continue this conversation."

"Are you sure you want me to do that boss? I'm the thing nightmares are made of; do you really want my face haunting your conscience?"

"My conscience haunts me enough already."

"So I've heard. I must say, hearing about you is better then 'Day's of Our Lives'. Why is it that you beat yourself up over something you have no control over?"

"You know, everyone has been asking me that same question."

"I know, again, I just like the sound of my own voice."

"Come out."

"Alright –a cloud of smoke appeared and the ugly Gary showed up out of it- BOO! Ha-ha, gave you a shock."

"A bit, yes, I don't like how you guys can turn invisible."

"Why not, you crazy malkavians can?"

"How crazy do you think I am?"

"How crazy do you think you are? I could be a figment of your imagination; maybe you got one of those psychoses that are so common among your clan. Maybe you are nuttier then a Baby Ruth bar! Hahaha."

"Or maybe I'm so psychotic I'm a little bit psychopathic."

"Alright, alright, boss. No need to get violent. What is it that you are willing to offer in exchange for our services?"

"What do you want?"

"What indeed! –His voice turned angry and impatient- Come on boy, you know the answers! You have the inner eye; you know the answers to most everything! –his voice was again calm and pleasant- So use that crazy noodle of yours and answer your question."

"You want answers?"

"Exactly! Oh you are a bright one!"

"Answers to what, exactly?"

"Answers to the riddle, where is Waldo?"

"In the lab basement locked up in a reinforced cage, where else?"

"Can you go point him out and send him our way? I sent him to the Exodus Labs for a little spy work and he hasn't called. It's breaking my heart and I'm a little lonely. Bring my boy back and you have my full attention." Mirai thought about it and nodded. "Now, you up for a trip to Chinatown?"

"What, you mean that piss poor copy here in California?"

"I would do this myself but I have a bit of a record, don't go mentioning my name or you just might get lynched. Heeheehee, so boss, you going or what?"

"Point the way and I will point out Waldo."

"At a boy boss!"

Mirai left the way he came and decided he might need some help. Who from, he didn't really know. Then he thought of the other two boys, they were so willing to help him with is problem, well now they could help.

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Sorry the chapter was so short guys but I'm feelin' a little sick and need some rest, I may even put up a second update

Next:

Mirai tries to talk Trunks and Goten into helping him out. King, Bardock, and Vegeta end up having to come along for the trip because of Bulma.

See ya soon children P