Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ All of The People... ❯ Save the 'saviours'! ( Chapter 15 )

 

All of the People…

 

Chapter XV - SAVE THE `SAVIORS!!'

 

 

“ IT WAS YOU! WHY DID YOU DID IT! CONFESS IT NOW!! YOU DON'T WANT TO PISS ME OFF!! WELL…DID YOU DO IT!! WHAT DID YOU DO AT THREE O'CLOCK IN THE MORNING THREE DAYS AGO! CONFESS! I MIGHT START TO USE VIOLENCE IF YOU DON'T!! WHY DID YOU DO IT WHAT WERE YOUR MOTIVES WHY BLAH BLAH BLAH…”

 

Kakarott, Vegeta, Kuririn and Juuhachi stared in stunned silence, eyes wide open and mouth open at the police interrogator yelling at them from two feet distance, weight bent forward and face red. If the fat man leaned one inch further he would surely topple over.

 

“ Uhm?” Questioned all the teens in unison, not understanding what the man was saying half of the time. They were half asleep. It was seven in the morning and the part-delinquents' hearing was still asleep with their comprehensive part of the brain.

 

“ AH!! SO YOU'RE BEGINNING TO GIVE IN!! I'LL DRAG THE TRUTH OUT OF YOU MASS-MURDERING CRIMINAL BASTARDS!!! WHY DID YOU DO IT! WHAT WERE YOUR MOTIVES! IS THAT BLONDE AVAILABLE FOR DATE?! WHAT IN WORLD POSSESSED YOU TO COMMIT A KIDNAP?!!?!? WHY BLAH BLAH BLAH…”

 

The interrogators words blurred out once again. “ D'ya think this's what they call cross-examination?” Kuririn whispered at Vegeta who only gave a quirked eyebrow and a doubting look. He still wasn't quite awake. The cell had been cold and his back ached, but it still didn't stop him being shocked and drop the grumpy act for a second.

 

“ Mr. Interrogator. We really didn't do anyhting…” Kakarott said calmly trying not to look too face vaulted. The policeman puffed his chest and huffed like an ox changing to rather peculiar shade of red.

 

“ IT WAS YOU!! YOU DID IT ALONG WITH YOUR OH-SO-GHETTO-MATES, HUH? WHY YOU DID IT WHERE WERE AT THREE O'CLOCK IN THE MORNING?!!! HUH HUH!! HUH!?” The inspector grabbed Kakarott's collar and lifted him up to his face and continued screaming like possessed parrot. (A/N: I don't own possessed parrot wording!! It belongs to Nyberger13 and I suggest you go and read her stories! They rock! )

 

` oh boy…this ain't getting anywhere…' Kakarott thought and tuned his ears out. This was like they weren't even given a chance to prove otherwise. ` Of course we ain't getting a chance…' Kakarott scowled to himself making a mental note to recommend some mint pastilles for the inspector. ` Yamcha has this all shit set up and we're fucking in too tight grip to get out…How it has come to this?'

 

Vegeta weighted the opinions of attacking the officer and attempting an escape and getting shot in the progress or attacking the officer and taking him as a hostage and getting shot in the progress. If he took the man as a hostage, Yamcha's men who had disguised as polices would shot them and their own man to make sure the quartette went in jail. But then there were always possibilities escaping form the jail and becoming a convict…

 

No. This mess would be solved at the trials. There they could speak all they wanted…It was completely different thing would they believe their story.

 

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Earlier at the night….

 

“ So what are we actually going to do, Chi?” Bulma asked her sister. They sat on the edge of the bed wringing their hands. This had been going on an hour. Neither knew what they could possibly do about the situation.

 

“ I don't know! We're goddamnit supposed to be…friggin' geniuses!! They are unacquainted delinquents and yet still they cooked up some kind of plan!!!…..I think.” ChiChi almost shouted in frustration. The calming down she sighed defeatedly. “ It's no use Blue…we simply don't know what to do at this kind of situation.”

 

“ Chi…we aren't supposed to be geniuses…we are geniuses. We will think of something.” Bulma tried to gather up her confidence. To tell the truth she had never been self-confident about her self and covered it up much with her expensive fashion clothes and sometimes ditzy attitude. But she really wanted to save Vegeta and the others… like they had done to them. Or at least tried to do and only to get the charges off their hides but they still had done it…

 

….like they had done…

 

“ Chi?”

 

“ What!? I busy thinking!” The raven-haired girl muttered snappishly, extremely frustrated with the whole thing.

 

“ ChiChi! I have an idea…at least a thought to which way to go anyway.” Bulma snapped back at her win.

 

“ Shoot.” She replied shortly, eyes filled with anticipation.

 

Bulma took a deep breath. “ You know we aren't allowed to the trials to witness or even be there for show and they aren't letting us out of here either… Yamcha has thought of everything, including our possible role in freeing them. What does Yamcha expects from us? One. That we don't know anything since we kinda blew Vegeta's and others cover for him. Two. He thinks we can do nothing else than look pretty and absolutely submit to authorities will for they know better than rich spoiled girl. Three. He considers us his friends and who you do think we'd believe the most? A mayors son or riffraff?”

 

“ I know all that Blue. The point?” ChiChi asked baffled. What her crazy sister had thought up anyway?

 

“ The point is if we flush all these facts down the toilet and ignore them-“

 

“ Whoa whoa!” ChiChi interrupted. “ What is exactly that you have in your mind?”

 

Bulma smiled cheerily and ChiChi got a bad feeling of this all. Bulma had only once smiled like that. It was when they had attempted their first prank but it failed and remained their first and last after the lecture and scolding from Mrs. Wunschbar…

 

Bulma practically beamed. “ That's easy! We do like they did! We kidnap them from the trials the same as they tried to kidnap us from Yamcha!!”

 

ChiChi gave a blank stare. “ And how…are we …going to do that!?

 

“ We are geniuses after all…” Bulma quirked an eyebrow and smirked and ChiChi found herself responding to it with a hopeful smile. “ First we have to just do something about the tall-dark-and-gruesome behind the door…”

 

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A police car pulled up in front of the judiciary with two car strong escort. Immediately the front of the house was swarming with reporters and angry Briefs-twins supporters and admirers who wanted absolutely such vulgarities as their idols kidnappers to go jail. A news helicopter circled around above the car, making the sound echo from the walls surrounding.

 

Vegeta, Kakarott and Juuhachi had their tough guy faces on and Kuririn had a little lost but determined expression. They were all scared shitless though it didn't show. They were tough, they were experienced, they were scared gutless because this was something completely different they predicted and wasn't looking good in general at all.

 

The clock was lacking five minutes till the midday and the crowd was squirming in anticipation for the trials to begin. The security was absolute and Kakarott felt this was little too much to be taken that seriously. If he even sneezed he'd be toast with extra perforated cheese.

 

Kakarott met the eyes of Yamcha, who managed to look as sinister and wicked as possible. The mayors son cast one smug look before sweeping imaginary dust from his suit and placing sunglasses over his eyes and walking away arrogantly. The blond haired teenagers roller his eyes and was irritatingly aware of his bloody and dusty regular clothes.

 

As in front of every judicial house were stairs, this one contained them too. `Just put a fucking bag over my head and have fucking police carry a two-edged war-axe and this scenery is perfect!' he fumed silently not really paying any attention. He was too caught up thinking what to say and how to say it in front of people bent on jailing you.

 

The Police Chief of the Orange Star city, namely Tienshihan's father reached to open the door as the cameras flashed and the press shouted annoying questions and police had hands full with some random people pushing around, the door exploded with a huge boom sound.

 

The silence was actually deafening as everyone's eyes were locked on the huge double-doors flying above everyone's heads and crashing at the opposite building like in cheap war movie.

The orifice was smoking thick gray smoke and the ones near the door were laying out of it on the stair steps, moaning. Two slender figures stood on the doorway. Wearing complete black, ninja type clothes and masks, holding a machine gun the two obviously women figures pulled out grenades.

 

The crowd broke out in frenzy and began running around as people often do when they feel threatened and mostly also because they didn't know what else to do. Polices drew their guns.

 

Vegeta and Kakarott cocked heads at this and wore a questioning look. Whatta hell was going on?

 

“ ALRIGHT YA…UH… SCUM BASTARD? YEAH, SCUM BASTARDS! HAND OVER ..TH-DA BO..YOS OR WE WILL BLOW THIS …F-F-FUCKING PLACE TO VENUS!!” Cried the other one, waving her machinegun around threateningly.

 

“ YEAH RIGH'! IF YOU-YA RESIST WE WILL…UH WE'LL…hmm…” The other figure looked around frantically before her eyes settled at the chief lying on the stair steps. “ WE'LL SHOOT HIM! YEAH! WE'LL SHOOT HIM SURELY!! FULL OF HOLES LIKE… UN…FRIGGING SWISS CHEESE!!??!?” she screamed nervously and laughing a little pointing her gun at the man on the stairs.

 

“ Confident, ain't them?” Vegeta remarked staring blankly. He had no idea what was going on here anymore and the situation had slipped past his fingers since he had stepped inside that thing named Juunana's car `Debbie'. The other people still left that had not run away, were facing the same hardship. What the hell was going on here? Should they maybe run too?

 

The police forces were facing a difficult decision. What should they do since the chief was the one who handled big cases like this and in the other hand if they let the two ninja women shoot the chief there would be no more asshole breathing on their necks…

 

“ SO WHAT'S GONNA BE!?” The first spoken woman said surely. “ WHETHER IT IS WILL TAKE THEM ANYWAY!” She aimed her gun little more visibly and the crowd that had gathered shrunk little back and everyone could hear the police cars wailing at the distance.

 

The two ninja-suited women started to look little nervous. “ So what now?!” the other one whispered vehemently. “ I think we should just grab them and get away…” the other woman replied nervously. But this all went unnoticed and heard by the crowd who were too far away to hear anything.

 

Just then another round of police cars curved up.

 

“ Crap.” The women said in unison, run down the stairs grabbing the gawking teenagers, running back up dragging them with them and the disappearing in the building.

 

“ After them!” cried one of the lower police officers and dialed quickly a call that screamed `SWAT Team!' And the chase was on…

 

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A/N: Hehee…heeheee…AUGH!! MY BUTT HURTS FROM ALL THIS SITTING!! SORRY I CAN'T WRITE MORE RIGHT NOW ANYWAY… IT WAS SHORT YEAH! I'M IN PAIN RIGHT NOW SO FUCK IT! I'M GOING TO TAKE SOME PAINKILLERS…AARGH! DON'T WORRY! I'M GONNA WRITE MORE SOON!

 

JA NE! SAYANORA!