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Chapter 14
The three villains walked confidently through the parking garage onto 2nd street. They walked down the street passed the night club, diner, hotel, and found a place called Arthur Killpatricks Bail Bonds. Freiza and Kold smiled, on their planet a bond was a place you went to look people up. What they didn't realize was that on this planet it was somewhere totally different. Cell, never really taking the time to learn anything about his own home planet just looked board and confused.
"Alright, we shall look up the location of the saiyans in this city with their records," said Kold, "then we will have no problem getting a hold of those monkeys."
"I am an expert," said Cell, "and I don't think this place is to find just anyone."
"Who would they find then," asked Frieza.
"I don't know, I'm to good to have to know."
"Then shut up and let us do the work," snapped Kold. They walked into the building and was greeted by a fat man with fonzy style hair from happy days, a tacky expensive looking red shirt, black slacks, and a pair of shiny black shoes with sunglasses.
"Why are you wearing sunglasses inside," asked Frieza.
"Cause I can," he said, "My name is Arthur Killpatrick of Killpatricks Bail Bonds. How can I help you."
"We are looking for someone," said Kold in a business like tone.
"Oh, are you the guys who were sent here," asked Arthur, "alright I will help you out but you have to help me out first."
"Um, okay," said a very confused Kold.
"Great, great, alright so I got this bounty hunter named Carson who isn't calling. He was recently put on a case to catch someone named McGee but he hasn't checked in and frankly its pissin' me off. He has an apartment in a real ritzy apartement building next to Tripps Pawn Shop. Here is the key card to his room, its room 1 at the end of the hall. Thank you goodbye." Kold, Cell, and Frieza were pushed out the door and stood in the street not really sure of what just happened.
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Mirai pressed the button on the elevator and waited. "You know, it might help if you push it twice," said a voice that sounded exactly like his. He turned around and saw he was face to face with Trunks and Goten. He smiled at them. "What," said Trunks, "you didn't think we were gonna let you have all the fun now did you?"
"Thanks for sticken around guys," he said smiling shyly.
"Hey no problem, its like you said, we agreed on or own free will," said Goten.
"Yea, we agreed to help so here we are," said Trunks. Trunks reached over and pressed the button till the door opened and let them in. They walked in and out to the room the two sisters stayed in. Waiting for them was not Therese but Jennet.
"Well, well," she said seductively, "you couldn't have knocked? I could have been undressing, then who knows what I would have to do to you. Tell me, Mirai, do I pogo stick through your mind wearing nothing but a smile."
"What do I do in your mind," asked Mirai with a sly smile.
"What all swayed kittens do. Lay on my lap, a lapel of milk, and us purring like a couple of frog belly flies."
"Jennet, two minds as twisted as ours and who knows what we will do. But enough playing I need to speak to Therese."
"Oh yea, she said you would be back with something for her. If you want you can hand it to me and I'll give it to her."
"Okay," said Goten who held the locket out.
"No," said Mirai as he took it from Goten before Jennet could. "It is for your sister and only your sister my dear."
"I'm not just some silly doll you know. I can be trusted," she said. Her pouty tone changed to anger and depression. "She's the smart one, she's the favorite, I'm smart to you know. This clubs success is just as much my doing as it is hers. Do you know what it is like to have your own flesh and blood put you down all the time?"
"Save it Jennet," snapped Mirai.
"Don't be so rude," said Trunks who had more on his mind then the girls feelings, "look lets give it to her. She is Therese's sister, why not?"
"Because I know Jennet," hissed Mirai, "you aren't even defending her for the sake of her honor anyway."
"Well at least he has priorities," laughed Jennet, "tell me duckling, do you find me attractive?"
"Stop seducing him Jennet," said Mirai stepping between them mostly out of jealousy, "I want to speak to Therese not you."
"Fine you hold onto it. But before I let you speak to Therese could you do me one tinsy winsy little favor?"
"What is it," asked Mirai calmly.
"Do you know the Gallery Noir next to the hospital? Its grand opening is a charity event put together by Kindred. I want you to sneak in, slash the paintings, and come back. After words I'm sure Therese will be thrilled to honor your agreement. Oh and Trunks, why not take the money out of the charity box. Buy yourself something leather?"
"No," said Trunks, "We'll slash the paintings but we wont take the money."
"Oh come on, every pretty penny is just going into the pocket of someone already rich. It's practically a donation to you."
"No," he said. The three turned around and left for the Gallery.
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MV walked up to the hospital. His humanity had dropped rapidly. He needed to do something to rise his humanity before the beast took over. Mercurio was in a lot of pain when MV saw him so decided to heal his pain. He walked into the hospital and asked the lady at the desk for a pain reliever. The woman gave him a bottle for free and MV left. The world flashed from normal to red to normal. He walked into the hotel and into the room. He heard a door behind him open and close but he wasn't concerned about that at the moment. He opened the door and walked in.
He woke up Mercurio and gave him the pain reliever. "Aw Christ, I needed that. Did you get the explosives?" MV held up the astrolight. "Aw man thanks. You're a life savor." Vegeta smiled at the irony of what LaCroix's ghoul just said.
"What is the deal with the astrolight anyway?"
"It's TNT's bigger meaner cousin with a prison record (pulled out of the game). The prince's new protégé needs to make some place disappear. A warehouse that looks to be a Sabbat interest." MV hissed, if there was anything in this world he hated more then LaCroix it was the Sabbat and the Kuie-jin. "Yea, exactly," said Mercurio to the reaction, "so I have to give him this astrolight so he can make the place disappear."
"No kidding, well have fun with that. I have more important things to do."
"You know you kinda remind me of two of the three new kids I saw wondering around here. Snuck up to that ocean house and came back."
"Did the two look like twins," asked Vegeta slowly.
"Yea. Your kids?"
"Only one of them," said MV, "where are they?"
"I dunno. Therese Vorman had interest in owning the ocean house, maybe she knows something."
"She owns a club here doesn't she?"
"Yea, she is looking to take position as baron here. You probably wont get much from her though, last I heard she was to busy trying to see how well her lips fit on LaCroixs ass. She is going for baron and then Prince of L.A."
"I knew she was going for Camarilla prince of California," said MV, "she is trying to get the position through both me and LaCroix. She figures if she can't convince the current Prince to chose her as a successor she can go to the primogen who assigns the position when there is no successor. Funny enough there isn't one yet. Strange, normally a prince would have one right after he or she is elected."
"I don't question the boss; I just do as he says. But hey if you're wondering they would probably be looking for Tung. Quite a few people are looking for him."
"No kidding," said MV, "any idea where he is?"
"No, Jennet would know, ask her." MV rolled his eyes and left. He would really rather Mirai had no connection to those two but he couldn't choose Mirai's friends for him. If he could all of his sons friends would be deaf, dumb, blind, intelligent, castrated, and sheltered. He would be around people Vegeta knew wouldn't get him in trouble and as a bonus Mirai wouldn't be able to warp them.
If he had chosen Mirai's friends for him MV wouldn't be trying to stop him from hunting down a lost cause that was going to die pretty soon anyway.
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V found the hospital named in the diary. He walked in and saw a woman at the counter. "Hey, woman, where is the blood bank."
"For your information, jackass, It is downstairs, you have to get there from the side of the building!"
"What did you call me!"
"You heard me! I just got on duty. Clara told me all the weird junkies were out tonight, didn't think she meant asshole junkies!"
"Fuck you bitch!"
"Get the hell outa my hospital you sway back thorough bred fuck up!"
"Kiss my ass you lazy fat ass two dollar whore!" Vegeta stormed out of the hospital in a pretend rage as the woman called security. He smiled when he walked out and took a deep breath, god life was good. A pathetic human was put down for what they really were and he managed to beat them down with words, his day was complete.
He walked over to the side of the building and saw a sign that said BLOOD BANK. He walked through and followed the sign. An Anarchy Energy vending machine was at the bottom of the stair case so he got himself another energy drink. This was Red Strawberry Strike. He liked strawberry flavors. Yummy. He walked into the window and a creepy guy with a some what hot voice and a very eerie presence greeted him in the window.
"You next up for the needle? Hmm? Your donation could save a life you know? Oh, but isn't it a little late for altruism? I don't think here to give blood at all. I don't buy it Jack! You're here to take blood aren't you?"
"No," said Vegeta.
"You all come in here with that same 'who me' look. What you think you're the first vampire to come down here to get blood? Don't make me laugh."
"I'm not a vampire and I need to get in the back room."
"Employees only, thems the rules of the Queen Bitch herself."
"Well I got the okay from 'Queen Bitch'."
"Really? Queen Bitch told me never to let anyone in here. I remember her saying it over and over again and again in that cold shrill voice of hers."
"Well call her then. Go ahead, tell her Vegeta wants in, and waist my precious time!"
"Hmm open," he growled. The door unlocked and Vegeta walked in. It seems his future counter parts name could be very helpful at times. He walked in and saw a room that was labeled 'Private'. Of course, anyone who sees a sign that says things like private or do not enter go inside. Vegeta opened the door and saw a row of what looked to be torture chairs. They were like barber chairs with strange needles on them. Vegeta walked over to the one at the end with a girl in it.
"Are you Lily," he asked.
"I need, a drop on my tong, so hungry, I hear it, I can smell it."
"I'll take that as a yes."
"Let me out, I'll do anything, anything, just give it to me."
Vegeta unbuckled her handcuffs as a doctor came in.
"You don't look well at all dear," he said. He looked up from his chart and saw the vicious looking girl. "OH GOD," he screamed. She jumped on him and drained him dry.
"Mmmm, so good. I can feel the hot pleasure going down my throat, I feel it running through my veins, calling out to me. I-I-I killed someone."
"You noticed all by yourself," he asked sarcastically.
"But, but, I couldn't control myself. It wasn't my fault, I'm not responsible for my actions. I couldn't stop."
"Whatever helps you sleep at night. Are you Lily?"
"Yes, who are
you?"
"Never mind me. You need to get out of here. E. is
looking for you."
"E. isn't mad at me anymore?"
"No, now get going before I change my mind!"
"About tonight, what just happened, could you not tell him? Please, I don't want him to think I'm a killer."
"Whatever just go!" Lily ran out of the room in a hurry. Vegeta turned to leave himself but the man at the window stopped him. His named tag that Vegeta could see now said Vandal on it.
"What'd you have to
go and let that bitch out?! Now there's one less Phil in the
world! Now I'll never get to do in that bastard myself! Well you
know what now you are going to have to fill the chair
yourself!"
"What the fuck do I care!? I'm not a vampire!"
"Because you took away my chance at getting revenge!" Vegeta considered this for a moment. He almost sympathized for the man. He to had his chance of revenge viciously taken away by another. Vegeta just nodded. "The bitch who owns me and this hospital has a club that has fresh clean blood hanging around. None of that filthy corrupted blood you get in most young people these days. Don't kill or shed blood in the club, the missus, she don't appreciate it."
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Goten pulled away the bar from the rail standing between them and the side entrance. They slinked into the alley careful not to be too loud. The guard was just standing their half asleep keeping a look out. Little did he know there were three saiyans smart enough to avoid him. Mirai pulled a lockpick out of his pocket and started to work on the lock. He didn't get much practice in lockpicking, normally he could just go through a back door or window.
Trunks took the pick and started to pick at the lock and it opened. They snuck in and the other two looked at Trunks in disbelief. "What," he asked, "when you live in a mansion with a man who can sense out your chi you need to learn these things so you can sneak out."
"Yea true," said Mirai.
"I don't know how and my father can sense chi," said Goten.
"Yea but most of the time your dad doesn't really pay much attention to where you are," said Mirai. Goten nodded sadly. His dad was more like a child then a father. It was okay at times but it tend to be frustrating. Goku was too naïve for his own good most of the time. In truth he was a little jealous of Trunks and Mirai because of how close of attention Vegeta or MV gave them. True it was more like the attention a prison guard gave an inmate but still, Vegeta wasn't naïve or childish.
They walked into the room and saw four large paintings, a cash register, and the charity box. Trunks walked over to the box and looked at it. Was it really charity if you are giving to the rich? He looked over and saw the other two looking at the paintings. Goten pulled out the knife. Trunks took the money out of the box and walked over to the other two. Goten slashed a painting and felt a pain shoot through him. He fell to his knees as the unbearable pain of his insides squeezing together made tears come to his eyes. He cried out in pain but suddenly the pain was gone. He looked up and saw the other two bent down checking on him.
"Okay," said Mirai, "we obviously need to be careful of which one we chose. Hand me the knife." Goten gave him the knife and Mirai walked over to the one of the man stabbing another with a pitch fork. It was labeled Cain Betrays Abel. Mirai lifted an eyebrow, it was obvious this belonged to a Kindred. He slashed the painting and nothing happened. The other two watched with suspense. Mirai walked over to the painting of a man and a woman standing in a blood river labeled Cain Meets Lilith. Mirai slashed at it and the same pain hit him only harder. He fell to his knees as well and crawled at the hardwood floor. Trunks took the knife from him after the fallen demi-saiyan stood up. He slashed one with a picture of a blue glowing tree labeled God Punishes Abel. Again nothing happened. He walked over to the painting just slashed and slashed it again. Nothing. The last painting, the painting Goten had tried, a man walking away from the dead woman's body and it was labeled Cain is Cursed.
A thin stream of blood steadily streamed out of the paintings and bled on the floor and formed a pool on the hard wood floor. "Um I think we should go," said Goten.
"Yes, Goten, I think you are right," said Trunks. The three teens back slowly for the door before the blood monster disappeared. The three stopped and stood silently with their guard up. Their saiyan instinct took over and they slowly walked to the center of the room. They heard a breathing noise and slowly turned around. They yelled out and ran for the back door. The blood monster that was human shaped morphed in front of them. Goten threw an energy blast at it and it flew back into the wall and the blood sizzled away.
"Nice work," said Mirai, "how did you know that would happen?"
"I didn't," said Goten, "I just panicked. An alarm started to go off and the three ran out through the front door in a panic.
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MV walked out of the blue color hotel and walked down the street passed the Gallery Noir. As his back was turned the door busted open and the guilty party was staring at him from the porch. "Which one are you," asked Goten.
"The one who came to stop you three from this lost cause," said MV.
"Oh that one," said Trunks. The three walked up to Vegeta. "Hey could you hold this for us while we go to the Diner for some chicken soup," he asked Vegeta politely. MV looked at the knife and took it. The three shot down the street for the parking garage. MV stood in confusion, what the fuck just happened? Sirens went off and at once six police cars where parked in front of him with twelve guns pointing at him. MV looked at the cops, the gallery, the knife in his hand, and back at the police, a set up obviously.
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Frieza, Kold, and Cell moved out of the street as six police cars drove by. They walked into the apartments. The first room was at the end of the hall. Inside the room was a tape recorder and a laptop. Kold pressed the play key on the recorder. "Hey, Carter here, I've been looking up on the mcgee case. It's getting weirder and weirder all the time. He owns a tattoo shop just across the street. I'm going to go check it out, Carter out. Oh man that was so stupid." The recording stopped their. Cell saw a flat card on the TV and saw it was the key card to the hotel. He picked it up and the three villains walked down the street to the tattoo parler. Inside at the end of the room was a hallway.
"Beauty first," said Frieza pushing the other two out of the way.
"That means me lizard," snarled Cell.
"I'm a king! I should be able to go first," shouted Kold.
"You may be king but you're an ugly king," said Cell who was struggling to get in first. He and Frieza had managed to wedge themselves into a door frame only big enough for one person. Kold shoved the two into the hallway and they tumbled down the stairs. Kold walked down the stares as the two younger villains ground at the bottom. He stepped on top of the mass of lizard and grasshopper and walked into the room. A phone on the wall began to ring. Kold picked it up while the other two tried to get up.
"Hello," said a cherry British man, "is mister McGee in?"
"No," said Kold, "who is this?"
"Oh I'm Stan, Stanly Gimble. I was calling to find out where he is. He has a modeling appointment with me."
"Modeling," asked the egotistical Cell who was listening in, "maybe I could model for you. I am perfect after all!"
"No way," snapped Frieza, "I'm prettier! I'll do the modeling job!" Kold shook his head. It was like spending time with a couple of gay grade school kids.
"Wonderful," said Stan, "I shall model you both. I'm at the end of main street. Stanly Gimble's Prostetics."
"Okay," said the two villains. Kold hung up the phone.
"I have a pretty good idea that Stanly might know what happened to Carter and McGee," said Kold. He suddenly had on a Sherlock Homes coat, matching hat, and a magnifying glass.
"What makes you say that," asked Frieza.
"Well, Carter was on the search for McGee. He had a copy of McGee's key card so chances are he had been here. You see that camera over their in the corner next to the TV? Well what if Gimble is watching us?"
"Good show Sherlock," said Cell.
"Elementary Watson," said Kold. The three left the parlor and headed down the street. They pressed the buzz button and the voice of Stanly came out of the speaker. "Yes," he asked.
"It's us," said Kold, "we spoke on the phone."
"Oh right, right, I'll buzz you in!"
"No two buzzes are the same," said Cell. Their was a buzz and the door unlocked. They walked in and saw a normal sized man with a white button up shirt, black slacks, and a tacky blue tie waiting for them.
"Hello, I'm Stanly Gimble. Oh but let us dispense of formalities, you can call me Stan."
"Out of curiosity, Stan, what can you tell us of McGee and Carter," said Sherlock Kold.
"Hmm well McGee had an appointment. Carter doesn't ring a bell. How about I get my equipment ready!" He walked out of the room leaving the three in the waiting room.
"His story is missing something," said Kold in his fake British accent.
"Yea, like a story in general," said Frieza.
"He's suspicious, let's follow him," said Cell. They walked into the back room and saw a huge room with shelves full of boxes of prosthetics and a huge black board with parts and princes. They walked farther into the creepy room and saw a pair of double doors. They walked in and saw a hall of what looked to be concrete prison doors. Each door was solid with a single window with bars over them. Kold kicked a door open and saw an operation table in the center and the room was stained with blood. Frieza smiled, it reminded him of the good old days when he was but a small boy. He use to love to chain his fathers servants down and torture them in the worse and most painful possible way. He remembered the butler whose eyes he gauged out with a tooth pick. Aw, child hood…
They walked down the hall to another set of double doors and went in. Inside was a larger room that had an operation table in the center. "Hey," came a voice from one of the rooms, "Hey over here! Help me out! Gimble is nuts! He's been taking pieces off of me and McGee here for weeks!"
"Gimble is crazy?"
"'Gimble is crazy?' Isn't that what I just said!? Get me outa here guys!" They walked over to the cage and pulled the lever. Cell turned around and saw Gimble with a human arm in his hand. He wacked Cell with the bloody rotting arm. Cell just stood their and stared at him. Again and again Gimble hit Cell with the arm. Frieza, Kold, and the man the suspected was Carter watched as Cell looked a little annoyed about being hit with a human limb that has been laying around for months. Cell grabbed the arm and threw it out of the mans hands. He then took the doctors arm and ripped it right off the joint. Gimbled screamed in pain. Cell then beat Gimble to death with his own arm.
"You Carter," asked Frieza.
"Yea, how did you know my name?"
"Arthur sent us," said Kold.
"Arthur? Oh that's solid man."
"He has a job for you."
"What?! No way man. I hate to leave Arthur hangin' like that man but look at my hand. That sick fuck took my finger as a trophy."
"Pathetic human," grumbled Frieza. The four left the creepy building.
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Bulma sat in silence. Take over LoDellTeck Corperation? It was just a simple invention and this company wanted Bulma to take over? Bulma told them she had to think about it. It was a huge promotional change for both her and CC. She and her father left the meeting and walked over to the hotel room. She lay on the bed thinking about it. She could take over LoDellTeck and fuse it with CC. They would have more products, but was a monopoly really a good idea? She decided to think on it in the morning. It was 3 in the morning. Why they had to have the meeting in the middle of the night was beyond her but the time of the meeting wasn't really up to her.
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Le Gasp! MV in jail! A Kindred's art event ruined! Freaky shit goin' down on Main Street.
Next time:
MV stews over a few things in jail
Therese is pissed off at Mirai, Goten, and Trunks
Jennet's scandal
Bulma's decision
V is unknowingly helping out Frieza, Cell, and Kold in finding the missing Muddy
Goku has a brilliant idea!