Standard Disclaimer: I V.J do not own Dragon Ball Z nor the I claim any rights to the series manga or toys, I also do not own the movie Clue I hope this is satisfactory no need to sue it's simply for fun...

A/N: Okay I had this idea awhile ago it takes place in the famous three years, it's a get together with a crazy twist that's right folks if you notice the title it has a lot to do with Resident evil hope you enjoy... This is actually my first fic and I debating on releasing it, but what the heck, someone might like it!

Resident Evil DBZ Style:

Chapter1

Beginnings…

She walks out to the land view balcony; the picturesque view was located on the second floor in the Cap. Corps building, it was an inventing/resource company. She stretched her aching muscles to meet the morning sun as the wind blew through her curly aqua fro perm. She smiled in satisfaction; she was relaxed the wind felt great against her skin. Nothing could distract her, or so she hoped, she then heard a disturbing low hum coming from the floor below.

She sighs with an angry growl this noise annoyed her, she heard it day and night; stupid racket never letting up, and she knew exactly what the cause of that particular hum, and where it came from. She mutters to herself annoyed highly. " Stupid Saiyan."

Bulma yawns then stretches her arms to meet the blue, cracking her muscles in the process, she then turned to go back into her messy room, filled with fragmentary inventions still in the process of being constructed, heading towards the bathroom bypassing the mechanical clutter to take a shower. It was like a dangerous voyage going through that junk pile, she was quite certain the secrets of the world were hidden underneath all that rubble.

~*~*~

In the shower…

She thought to herself while in the shower, *Boy, oh boy, am I ever beat! Yesterday was so busy; I needed this shower to get my mind off my dilemmas for a while, especially with that inconsiderate Yamcha, oh Yamcha. * She bemoaned mentally, beads of moisture cornering her eye, in harmony with the flowage of water from the showerhead.

"You're such a Jerk!" she yells out, throwing a shampoo bottle at the wall, and it bounced back striking her head, she rubbed it smartly. "Ouch!" she cried holding g her head smartly, and getter more furious with Yamcha by the moment

* Opps, I didn't mean to say that out loud, anyway, so yeah he has ignored me for the last time; I need to be put on a pedestal, I need to be pampered and come to find out he can't even afford a pedestal …at least not to my predilection. I heard from that slut, Becky Hasher that he was seen with Marron, arg, opaque dense Marron of all people. *

She steps gracefully out of the shower, dripping, she wraps herself in a towel, and looks at herself in the mirror. "Ha, we'll see who has the last laugh! I'll show that fickle bastard that two can play that game!" she laughed to herself. "That reminds me I have a date tonight, time to get over Yamcha!" she said with glee admiring her glamorous looks in the mirror.

"I wonder if Hiro will be on time tonight...hmn. I wonder if he's a jerk too, and if he is I have a backup date for tomorrow, Paul who works in accounting!" she said to herself with a sinister smirk. "Now, I will be the one who cheats, haha, pay backs a bitch Yamcha!" she laughs insanely, and very loudly.

She then starts to cut her hair, she figured if she was going to be bad might as well look the part. ``Chop~~chop``cut~~cut``

~*~*~

Bulma steps out of the bathroom, and gets a dress from her closet a black one, it was spectacular gown, it had an elegant slit on the side it really looked sexy with her new hair cut, she took it off immediately. "That's what I'm wearing tonight!" she giggles to herself. "Hiro is just going to die!"

"Woman!!!" she heard a thunderous yell, and a sharp bang at the door that accompanied it.

*Oh Son of a Namek! * Bulma thought irritated. * Please, do not let it be Vegeta…*as soon as the thought came the door swung open.

She screamed bloody murder, throwing her stuffed animals at the unannounced guest; she was also lucky for the fact that she had her outfit she was going to wear under the elegant dress.

She looked to see a scrawny man standing in front of her, "Dad, what the hell are you doing bursting into my room like that I need privacy! I thought you were that brute Vegeta, you have some nerve!" she managed to say under one breath. Now, she panting, heaving back and fourth. Bulma fixed her father an angry glare.

He coughed, "Well, if you had just came down when I called you in the first place I wouldn't had burst into your room, I thought if I called you "woman" like Vegeta does then you would come." he said business like.

"Ahhh," she screams in frustration. "Dad, what do you want?"

"I wanted you to take a look at the new lab equipment that I brought home from the science convention." he stated simply knowing the reaction he'd get from his only child, who is very much like him when it comes to machines.

Her eyes got all big, and dreamy with anticipation; she didn't even wait for an explanation, and ran strait to the lab. She was in so absorbed in lala land that she didn't even notice she had bumped into the bigheaded egotistical saiyan known as Vegeta, who typically just sneered. "Silly girl." he said and went on his way.

She came to a stop, she had finally reached her destination she walked around in the lab in awe and started drooling at what she saw, her fingers begun to ached to touch the contraption. Bulma looked around to see if anybody was watching, she looked like she was starving and this was her first meal.

The ravenous woman then moved toward the BioZGT6000, she began to ponder, "What exactly it this used for..."

Her father chose this time to interrupt her mental ramblings "The BioZGT6000 is a wonderful new invention I brought from a dealer representing the corporation Umbrella, they sold it to the highest bidder. I thought I could improve it as well, so I snagged it! Do you want to know what it does?" he asked knowing the answer.

"Ah yeah, come on daddy tell me what it does please!" she said like a childish brat who wants candy.

"It detects things," he said simply, tugging his mustache.

Bulma narrowed her eyes, and sighed, "I'm so ashamed how juvenile, I know you know more erudite knowledgeable words of sophisticated description then, "Things" what exactly kinds of, "Things" does it detect?" she said snooty, messing with her hair with a boorish crude expression.

Dr.Breifs was shocked to see how rude his daughter could be sometimes. "It detects UFO activities among other various diverse things (he could see Bulma was about to lose her temper) such as infrequent scarce energy waves, disruption of natural balances, foreign bio mechanical entities, changes in gravity, magnetic electrical disturbances..."said hoping that would be enough for his ill tempered daughter, he couldn't think of anything ground breaking at the moment. He stared nervously at the brat.

She was enthralled by this information, she was already thinking of ways to use it. "Father," she asked he nodded. "How do you use it?" she said with an obvious curiosity.

"Well, just turn the switch right there dear, and it should work;" he pointed to the button that said on, she wasn't amused and turned the switch, but oddly nothing happened.

"Dad it's not working!" she said irritated, with her arms crossed.

"Hmn, we'll give it some time!" he said trying to calm her down, Bulma not being one for patience.

"Sorry daddy, I don't think it works and besides, I don't have time for this I got a date tonight!" she said with glee, in her own little world.

"Oh with that nice young man, Yamcha dear?" he asked unknowingly, and that got Bulma angry. She gave her father a glare that would frighten the devil back to heaven.

"Arrggh, No Daddy, that stupid loser took someone else out! I'm so mad I could choke this teddy bear!" she said madly, eyeing the innocuous teddy bear Yamcha gave her for their anniversary, he got it at a carnival.

* Cheap bastard. * Then she proceeded to choke the crap out of the stuff animal as if it was Yamcha, poor little bear did nothing as it was ripped wildly apart by the mad crazed woman.

When she was done, her hair was a mess all fluffed out, she looked flushed panting with anger. The cotton remnants from the bear's nonexistent carcass were spewed sporadically everywhere, cotton innards all over the place. Then all of a sudden a drastic change in her mood was apparent, a happy one.

"Anyway daddy, I'm through with him, I'm going out with Hiro the designer tonight!" she said grinning ear to ear like an insane person.

"Oh okay dear, have fun!" Dr.Breifs said nervously, and decided to make a break for it. "Sorry dear, I just remembered your mother needed my help in the kitchen."

"Oh I'll help too!" she smiled, and he paled with fear.

"Oh no Craz…I mean um, Bulma dear, it's okay calm down there is no need for you to help. I can handle it by myself you get ready for that Hiro guy!" he said with a nervous twitch, with his hands in a defensive warding off position.

"Oh." she said a little sad, she wanted to talk about her date tonight, but she understood for once. "Okay then bye." Dr.Briefs left the lab, and Bulma followed suit heading in opposite directions, blissfully unaware she left the machine operationally functioning, forgetting to deactivate the device.

~*~*~

Bulma went to sit into the living room to watch TV, but as usual nothing was on, only re-runs and a marathon of friends, and her stories weren't on during the weekend so she decided to go bother Vegeta, simply because he was right outside, and she noticed him working out for the world to see.

Bulma strolled up to Vegeta and acted clueless, "Hey Vegetable breath, what cha doing?" she said childishly.

He growled annoyed, she was like a pesky annoying fly buzzing and moving about, "What do you want?" he hissed distracted.

"Argh, hey Vegeta, why don't you pull that stick out of your ass, it looks like it hurts!" she said with false worry, wrinkling her nose just the same.

"Grrr, then why don't you just pull it out..." he stopped noticing how dark the sky had gotten, he noticed that Bulma was also intrigued by this strange occurrence.

"Is somebody using the dragon balls?" she questioned. Bulma, being the genius that she is was quick to pull out the dragon radar; once looking, she could see that the dragon balls were scattered. "So, it's not the dragon balls, so why is it so dark and foreboding?" she asked not expecting an answer, but she got one anyway.

Vegeta who was entranced by its negative energy, "I don't know, but the force I feel, it has a insignificant minute amount of barren energy, useless I'd say." he said emotionlessly, glowering from the nuisance, turning to Bulma.

Bulma and Vegeta looked at each other then blinked in surprise, as the energy vanished, it disappeared as if it were never there, then they looked at each other confused...To be continued

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