CSI: PV
Whooooo are you? Who who, who who?
Episode 1: The Live-Dead Man
Haha, sorry, I just wanted to do that so bad for this chapter :3 -SSSS
Chapter 3
June trembled and scrambled back, horrified beyond comprehension. "N-No!" she stammered. "That-that can't be!"
Kasai grinned maliciously. "Oh, it can, sweetie, believe me it can." He laughed hysterically. "I suppose I'll see you outside the palace then! Thanks for agreeing!"
June shook with fright for a moment, then stood up, clenching her fist. "I agreed to nothing! All I did was admit that I hate the King! There, I said it! I hate him and I want him DEAD!" She screamed with rage and betrayal in her voice. "But I will NOT help you! I will NEVER help you!"
Kasai grabbed her wrist and looked into her eyes. He was surprised by what he saw.
Tears of confusion and hurt were clouding her copper gaze. He could see right through them.
She wants to hurt the King. He thought. But she doesn't want to help me. She feels torn and betrayed...He smiled. I could use that!
"Dear little June." he sighed. "You wouldn't be helping me do anything. The King works with me. If you however wish to take out your revenge, I will help you."
June scraped her foot against the ground. "If I really am as powerful as you say, why should I listen to you? Either way, Raditz and I are gonna kill you this time, so stop bothering wasting your breath! You won't get to for much longer."
Kasai taunted. "Silly child, so naïve. You think your little boyfriend will help you? He won't even believe you."
June cried out. "Of course he will! He always will!"
The man only shook his head, chuckling. "No, foolish. He won't. You can call him whenever you want. He won't believe you."
June shook her head, then froze. "I- I know what your plan is!" She screeched. "You want me to get killed fighting Vegeta! Raditz KNEW you wanted us dead! he was right!"
"No" Kasai responded. "You really are more powerful than you can see, Junipuru." He said softly. "You could defeat the king."
Silence, until Kasai finally spoke his parting words. "I hope you take your revenge, June. Vegeta hurt you too badly to be allowed to get away with it." And with that, the monstrosity that was Kasai flew away without a word.
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June sped off to Raditz's house, as fast as her legs could carry her. She was too unfocused to fly. She finally reached the door and banged her fist against it. Kakarot opened the door.
"Hiya June." He yawned. "Are you looking for 'niisan?"
June nodded furiously. "Yes, I'm looking for Raditz, is he here?"
The small boy shook his head. "No, he went fishing in the lake in the woods."
"Thanks." June panted and darted off into the forest
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Raditz's head broke the surface, and he paddled back to shore with a fish in his hand. When he got out of the water, he wiped the fish slime on his shorts. He heard footsteps up behind him, followed by June's voice. "Raditz!" She panted.
"Oh hey!" The teenage boy smiled and stood up, pulling his T-shirt back on over his head. "What's up?"
"Kasai" The girl replied. "He's back!"
Raditz stared at her for a moment. He then struck up a chuckle. "Come on now, that's crazy. We saw his corpse on the news, remember?"
Again she shook her head. "It was a decoy. He's alive. I just saw him!"
Raditz walked over and put an arm around her waist. "Hey, are you okay? Look, I know how much you hate him. You're probably just seeing things."
She pushed him away, her eyes began stinging with the realization that Kasai was right. "I'm NOT crazy!" she pelted into the woods. Raditz started after her.
Although he wasn't very strong, he was unbelievably fast. He quickly caught up to find her sitting in a clearing, with her forehead resting on her knees. He walked up slowly, and sat down next to her.
"June..." He began. "It's okay." He patted her shoulder. "Its alright."
Despite herself, the girl leaned over and rested her head on his chest. She felt him caress her arms. "It's alright." He kept on whispering. "You don't need to be scared. I got you, I'll protect you. It's okay."
She sniffed, and then made a decision that would change her life-The decision to attack the King. If Raditz loved her this much, yet still didn't believe her, what was the point?
She sat up and looked into her boyfriend's eyes. They were truthful, they were seemingly the only set of eyes that bore her no ill will. She lightly kissed Raditz on the lips for a moment.
The boy felt himself blush, and June pulled away and went back to leaning on his chest, listening to his steady, strong heartbeat. For a second she wondered if she had hallucinated Kasai.
Well, even if Raditz is right, it won't stop me from taking my revenge. She thought as she drifted off to sleep.
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"How did you lose the body of the victim!?" An officer captain shouted to one of his group members.
"Sir! We had nothing to do with it!" He yelled back. "We came here for evidence, and saw he was gone! Is there any trace of something left over?"
"Yeah, there is..." The captain trailed off, holding up a piece of cloth. "This piece of cloth was found where the body should have been. All we know is that it belongs to somebody who wears anything red. Now, that could be anyone, so I want a DNA test on it ASAP. That way, we can close this case for now. Alright?" The captain shouted.
"Sir, yes sir!" They all responded, shouting.
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"Phew!" Bardock sighed as he tossed his "new" scouter carelessly onto the table, allowing it to slide a little bit before touching the edge of the table. He took off his right armband and used it to wipe the sweat from his face. That mission was hard! He thought to himself. "But at least I'm alive!" He smirked. His instincts picked up little footsteps entering the doorway. He raised his hand holding the armband.
Kakarot innocently entered the doorway. "'Tosan, I need-"
"Think fast!" His father shouted. He threw the armband towards his son. His son saw it coming. He got into a defensive stance, placing his feet a bit apart. He raised his right hand, and quickly flung his arm, catching the armband an inch away from his face. All done in a split second. He held his stance for a few seconds, staring at his father.
"Did I catch it?" Kakarot asked. He looked down at his hand, eyes widening with a large grin. "Woohoo! I'm as fast as dad!"
"Not yet." He heard his father's voice from behind him, and he gave him a friendly cuff to the ear. "Not until you learn afterimages."
"Hai!" Kakarot responded, handing his father the armband, but then he began staring at it. "'Tosan, there's a hole in it." He spoke seriously, pointing to the armband.
"No there isn't." His father responded. "I didn't get shanked last mission or anything like that."
"No, 'tosan, seriously!" Kakarot said a bit louder, holding up the armband to show his father.
Bardock examined it closely. Sure enough, there was a small chink of fabric missing.
"Well I'll be damned!" He remarked. "I guess it got caught is a blast. Oh well, it's nothing that can't be fixed easily enough!"
The two heard a knock at the door, followed by Naira's voice from the other room.
"DAMNIT BARDOCK GET THE DOOR!" She hollered.
Kakarot bounced up. "I'll get it, dad!" He dashed over and opened the door. Two men were standing outside. "We're from the investigation team, and we're looking for a...uh...Mr. Bardock? Is he present?"
Kakarot opened his mouth wide, taking a deep breath. "'TOUSAN! The big, scary guards want you! They say they're from the investigation team!"
Bardock walked up, nudging his son aside as he went. "They're not scary, Kakarot. Nobody is scary, remember?" He reminded the boy. The child nodded as his father approached the guards. "What is it?" He asked. The guard responded;
"We found a piece of cloth at a crime scene, the place where the scientist Kasai was found. Anyways, we DNA tested skin cells on the cloth and they belonged to you. Also, the body was missing. Care to explain?"
Bardock crossed his arms. "I was on a mission, how would a ripped piece of MY armband get into a murder scene? Honestly! Check the records, I was on a mission all day."
The guard looked thoughtful, then confused. "We checked the records, and you weren't on a mission. Honestly." He mocked. The other guard cut in. "You're gonna have to come with us, unless you can explain in the next five minutes WHY you aren't the person."
Bardock bit his lip. What evidence do I have? Then it hit him. He put both hands up. "I'll be right back." He spoke as he ran back inside. He recovered his scouter from the table, but not before dropping it with the impact of his hand on the table.
Ironically enough, Kakarot was in the same room at the same time.
Quickly, he sped towards the table, reaching out his small fingers. He used the ground as a springboard and caught the scouter an inch away from the ground. He stood up, handed his father the scouter, and walked out of the room, putting his hands nonchalantly into his pockets.
Note to self, talk to Kakarot. Bardock mentally reminded himself. He kept a quick pace back to the doorway, and handed the two men his scouter.
"On there is a data file from today's mission. It shows the power level of the people on the planet, along with how many inhabitants there were. It also shows the date."
The tall guard took off his red-colored scouter and put the green-colored scouter on. He tapped a few buttons until the data file came up. It was marked as today's date, about 10 minutes before the guards showed up. The tall guard took off the scouter and handed it to the short guard.. Then the short guard spoke.
"Our boss want's a word with you. Now." He spoke deeply. One does not simply oppose the guards and live. Reluctantly, Bardock concurred and followed the two men.
The irked Saiyan tucked his hands into his pockets on the way to the military base. His scouter started ringing in the officer's hand. Bardock raised an eyebrow.
"Fine..." The officer sighed and handed his prisoner the scouter.
Bardock hooked it to his ear. "'Oy?"
Raditz's voice answered. "Hey, Dad?"
Bardock scowled. "Oh, what do you want?"
On the other line, Raditz sat in the kitchen, clawing with frustration at the table. "Where are you? I just got home, and Kakarot said some guards got you. What did you do this time?"
Bardock rolled his eyes. "I didn't do anything, dumbass. So, why don't you be a good boy and mind your own fucking business."
Raditz growled. "Well sorry for not wanting my father getting arrested, and wanting my brother to have, oh I don't know...a childhood!"
"Hey!" Bardock spat at his son. "He's already better AND tougher AND smarter AND a better son than you ever were or ever will be!"
On Raditz's end of the line, Naira walked in in her son shouting through his scouter.
"Oh, you bastard!" He was snarling. "Maybe if you had given a shit, I'd be better, you drunken fuckface!"
"Raditz!" Naira exclaimed.
Raditz put down the scouter. "What?" he mumbled.
His mother tromped over to him. "Who was that, where's your father, and WHO in all of HELL gave you right to use that kind of language?!"
Raditz looked flustered. "I...uh..."
Naira slapped him across the face. Kakarot laughed. "Raditz got in trouble! Raditz got in trouble!" Naira turned on him. "KEEP THAT UP AND YOU'LL BE NEXT!'
Kakarot gulped, and his mother turned again to the teenager. "Now, who did you say that to, young man!?"
Raditz stood up and shrugged, trying to look indifferent. "Dad." He said, and he made for the stairs. Naira jumped in his way. "Excuse me!? How DARE you show your father such disrespect?"
Something in Raditz's brain snapped and he decided he had had enough. "I'M SORRY! I'M JUST THE WORST FUCKING SON IN HISTORY! SORRY SORRY FUCKING SORRY!"
Seething, he tromped up to his room, leaving Naira and Kakarot bewildered in his wake.
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On the other end, Bardock heard the whole conversation. His son's frustrated shouts, everything. He took off the scouter and handed it back to the short guard. He stared off into space, Raditz voice echoing in his mind. "I'M JUST THE WORST SON ...SORRY SORRY FUCKING SORRY!"
The Saiyan looked back on previous events on Raditz's childhood. Now that he thought of it, his son had really done nothing to deserve rotten treatment. He was weak in power, but a skilled fighter. He was smart, loyal, and was gifted in terms of speed. Why had his father disliked him so?
Suddenly, Bardock remembered the reason. Raditz was secretive, he was afraid to let his father know how he felt. He slapped his hand to his face, growling.
Dammit! I really screwed up! He silently tortured himself. It's all my fault. It's ALWAYS my fault! Damn...
At last, the tall guard spoke. "We're here. Get down." He ordered.
The threesome landed in front of a tall building, and went around the back of it, walking into a small, cold office. The man, who appeared to be the leader of the squadron, swiveled around in his chair, placing both hands onto the desk. He stared at Bardock for a few seconds, and then made a curt head nod, signaling the guards to leave. Once they left, the man folded his hands and put them in front of his face. He didn't speak for a while, until Bardock made the first move.
"I don't know why I'm here." He broke the ice.
Finally, the man spoke, beginning with a sigh. "Ahh, everyone tends to ask that question from time to time." He picked up one of the numerous folders and pulled out a piece of paper. "According to our evidence, at about 10:09 AM this morning, Kasai's body, the victim's body, was found missing from the crime scene. The only thing that was left there was, and I quote, 'A small piece of red fabric.' After DNA testing, it was found to be the man in front of me. Now, knowing you, Bardock, is it?"
"Yeah. That's me"
"Knowing you, you aren't the person to go around and kill your own race, not even if King Vegeta declares it. So, if you can give me a clear, evidence-included explanation on why you're innocent, I'll drop all the charges and let you free." He finished. "You can use any source of evidence you have. I'll give you a day to fi-"
He was cut off by Bardock. "You know, in my younger years, I worked for the WWCC, or the World Wide Camera Corp."
"And that helps with...?" The man questioned.
"Check Camera 509-9O8I at SmallTree forest, and roll back to about...9:50 AM or so."
The man turned 90 degrees in his chair, and pulled up a large keyboard facing a screen. He typed in the code from camera control, and typed in C509-9O8I_SMALLTREE_9:50:00_AM. The camera that was recording at the time fizzled a bit, and then the shot came up. He pressed the right arrow key and scrolled through time, but nothing was happening.
"It looks like you were wrong-what!?" The man suddenly shouted. Both Saiyans turned their heads towards the screen, where Kasai's lifeless body, or, what should have been lifeless was actually standing up. After the shadow looked around a bit, he placed something onto the ground, and flew away. Then the camera fizzled out again, leaving a black screen.
The man's eyes were wide with shock. "B-but how?" He stuttered.
"More like 'why?'" Bardock cut in. "What would give somebody the inkling of faking their own murder, and openly framing another Saiyan? Eh, Mister crime-solver? That's what you should be figuring out."
The man smirked, snapped his fingers, and immediately, two guards appeared by Bardock's side, grabbing him by the arms and lifting him up. The man put up both hands and shrugged.
"You really shouldn't be so nonchalant about these things," He mocked. "I do have King Vegeta on speed call, just so you know..."
Bardock gave a half smirk. "Doesn't scare me one bit. You and your threats. Look, am I being arrested or what!?"
The man rubbed his finger on his desk. "We still don't know if it was you or not. That camera recording could've been fake, and yet, you're not really one to torture your own comrades, especially ones who helped you work on the Blutz Wave Project, or BWP."
A shock of surprise shook Bardock out of his cockiness. "How do you kno..." He trailed off, whispering.
The man put both hands onto the desk. "I know more about you than you probably do." He smirked, catching Bardock way off. He slapped a full folder onto the desk, smirking at his prey "So...let's talk...about Kasai."