Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Standard Lines ❯ Prologue ( Prologue )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

this is a new story. Hope you like it! It's very different so I'm warning you!!
Disclaimer: Don't own any of them. All the names here have been made up
Warning(s): V, AC, AL. Not mature enough….don't read…

Pan: The world rots in greed. Monetary abundance has become a tool for the rich to suppress the poor. People are dying at the hands of those they serve and hold at the top of our monarchy; the wealthy. The times must be overcome. Peace must reign over our nation not for us or the ones to come but for those that have given their life doing the dirty work they were forced to do. Our parents died because of these sick bastards. They were treated like scum; pushed around and tortured then slaughtered. They will pay. Evil pays with evil. Everything has a price. We believe our cause is worth dying for…

- Bulma, Vegeta, Chichi, Goku, Gohan, Videl, Krillin, 18, etc, etc are all dead
- Ages: Pan is 16, Trunks is 17, Goten is 17, Bra is 14, and Marron is 16
- FYI: Trunks and Bra inherited CC's fortune, Goten inherited Chichi and Goku's fortune and Pan inherited Videl's and Gohan's fortune
- They all live at Capsule Corporation
- Except for Trunks and Pan there are no couples here…yet…


“The building is forty four feet tall” a brunette spoke in a very determined tone “I will land on the rooftop coordinates 37, 42 walk about twenty feet to my left I should be able to find the emergency exit staircase. Inside walk me through it”
“Go down the staircase you will get to floor number 44” a tall male with black spiky hair took over now “turn left as soon as you exit. You’ll see the elevator at your twelve o‘clock. It needs a code and a fingerprint to get to floor number thirty--”
“That’s Mr. Bill’s office” the brunette interrupted sarcastically “do we have the code-?”
“Yes” the male said “Marron will walk you through the fingerprint security. Code is I, as in Italy, S as in Sam, zero one nine six. You need to type in the code and get your fingerprint read in that order. You’ll have twenty seconds before our video feed in the security room shuts down. The company will run a routine employee check forty five minutes into the job. You will set up your clock for thirty. That‘s how long we have to get this job done. Take more than that the computer system will figure the fingerprint is being used in two places at the same time and your ID will be revealed”
“IS0196. What identity am I assuming?” the brown haired girl asked
“A…Linda Hoffman from the finance department” a blonde female now took over “Linda is a specialist in investments per week Pan-”
“What's the story?” asked Pan quickly
“She got promoted last week-”
“Just started working for our guy?”
“Yes” said Marron “it was the easiest target we could find. Her fingerprints now have access to all of his bank accounts. You're clear to enter anywhere but his office. It has some sort of code I can't hack into. I need more time to figure it out-”
“Have you tried through an unsubscribed channel?” the male spoke up “their programs are so high-tech you probably have a better chance through an older conduit” he said
“I tried it” said Marron “that's how I got most of the codes and employee files. He must be guarding something in his office that's of great value to him. Why would he protect the code from even older programs-?”
“He knows people are hacking into the system” said Pan. Marron and Goten shared a look “whatever he's guarding a lot of people are looking for” added the brunette
“Makes sense” said Marron shrugging her shoulders
“What could it possibly be?” asked Goten
“I don't know” said Pan “Bill Thurman is not a stupid man as we've just found out. Let's get this done. See what I can find” Pan was about ready to depart
“Pan” called Goten walking up to her “be careful” he looked into her eyes
“I will. Don't worry cousin” she smiled warmly watching her cousin turn to one of the laptops he had brought. Marron walked up to her now
“Here’s the fingerprint scheme” she handed her a small plastic stick in the shape of an index finger “it has already been authenticated with Linda Hoffman's information. All you gotta do is put it on your index finger and place it through the reader. Try to keep it from view if there are other people in the elevator. You'll get caught if you don't-”
“I know” said Pan then smiled “thank you” they hugged “if I get caught or get shot please tell Goten-”
“Account 352705610 in the German dash Scottish bank around the corner is yours. Carry out the contingency plan. Got it” she finished for her. Pan breathed profoundly taking a look at her watch
“We're on in minus fifteen seconds” she got ready. The threesome was on the rooftop of the building next to the one they were getting ready to attack which was high enough to allow Pan to jump off it and land on the other in a parachute
“Goten are you ready?” she asked moving towards the edge. Goten was positioned near her with a sniper rifle pointing at the guards on duty
“We are a go” he said. Pan fixed in her ear the transmitter through which they would communicate once she was inside
“Do not stop shooting until you've killed seven” she ordered staring at her watch “here we go in four, three, two, one--” Pan ran and jumped off the rooftop. As soon as she was in the air Goten began with the shooting. First he killed three to the left then he killed three to the right
“Damn it” he cursed
“What is it?” Marron sat beside him with a sniper as well
“I can't find the seventh guard” he said out loud “I can't see his position” they both looked up as Pan's parachute had become open
“Pan I have six. I repeat I have six. I can't find number seven. Do you copy?” Goten waited on the line as Pan was now just landing. A muffled noise and some static…then…nothing…
“Pan we've got six men down. We're missing one do you copy?” Marron attempted to connect with her now
“Copy that. Looking for number seven now” Pan said cutting the ropes of her parachute with a knife and immediately lowering her body in case the seventh guard shot at her. She walked around the corner behind the emergency staircase cabin. She couldn't see or even sense anybody
“Goten can you id movement through the infrared PDA?” she asked almost a whisper
“Negative” Goten's voice came back
“Damn it” she cursed still searching for the man. Suddenly she heard a grunt followed by a thud that meant a body was down
“Goten was that you? Did you take the last man down?” Pan quickly asked
“Negative I can't see anything. The stair cabin is blocking my view” he said. Pan breathed out. What was that? Soon she regretted letting her guard down. A hand had been pressed against her mouth hard keeping her from making any noise that would alert the others she had been captured. The other manly hand went around her waist dragging her out of her partner's sight completely. Goten narrowed his eyes grabbing his late-tech binoculars to try and see more clearly
“Pan I can't see you. Did you enter the building?” he asked but received no answer. Meanwhile Pan was struggling to break free from a strong and masculine embrace. The man soon let go of her waist hushing her as he slowly let go of her mouth
“Shhhh” he kept saying. Pan turned to look at him frowning almost immediately
“What the hell are you doing here!?” she whispered serious “you said to do this one without you-”
“I lied” the fair-skinned boy smirked strands of lavender hair falling on his face cutely
“This is not funny Trunks!” Pan exclaimed “you're not set to go in there with me. You should've stayed with Marron and Goten-”
“Hey I just took out the seventh guy for you. Can I get a little credit here-?”
“No you're not getting any credit! You're not following up with protocol and-”
“Relax. I know what I'm doing-”
“Oh do you? `Cause I don't think so-”
“Come on Pan. Loosen up a little-”
“Last time I loosened up we ended up shot and almost getting caught-”
“That was slackness from both our parts-”
“No you slacked off-”
“I wasn't the only one that got shot-”
“Right you were the one that was supposed to make the call when they got there-”
“Hey guys” called Goten from his transmitter “you sound like an old married couple. We've got work to do. Let's go”
“Right”
“Copy that” Trunks smirked slyly “let's go” he grabbed her wrist but Pan pulled away
“We are not going anywhere! You're not equipped-”
“I'll be careful-”
“Trunks this one of our smaller operations. You're not gonna risk getting killed in there because-”
“I have my vest and my transmitter. I just need a gun” he stared at her as if waiting for something. Pan narrowed her eyes at him then bent down reaching below her pants and just above her ankle a small silencer gun
“Here” she handed it to him “you owe me. Now move. We're out of time” they ran inside the building together…

-(())-

“I didn't know Trunks would be here” said Marron as Goten retrieved their munitions
“I did” he said “that's why he had the vest and the transmitter” he smirked now
“That's so wrong” Marron frowned crossing her arms on her chest
“What?” asked Goten
“They broke up six months ago” she said
“So?” asked Goten not seeing a problem with his plan
“So it was a pretty nasty fight. You can't just bring him in and expect things to follow through properly. You know their past together. They get personal when they argue and they argue a lot” said Marron. Goten sighed
“Look regardless of their messed up history they're the best at handling the guns and getting the job done. We need him just as much as we need her. I think they're old enough to put all the shit aside them and get the job done” he said. Marron raised her brows
“I just hope you're right…”

-(())-

Trunks and Pan had gotten through the hard part of the job which was the elevator and getting in the offices that Linda Hoffman had access to. They had collected most of Thurman Enterprises bank account numbers which they needed to swap funds to their secret monetary account. Now they were in the most complicated phase of the assignment: the door to Bill Thurman's office
“Marron needed more time to figure it out” Pan whispered bent down below the secretary's desk just in case someone walked by. Trunks had shot the secretary and was bent down in front of Pan recharging his gun
“Has she tried a single-channel?” asked Trunks locking eyes with her
“No-”
“Contact her. Let's see if we can transfer the server on his secretary's computer to her so she can use her single-channel” he said
“Marron, come in” called Pan waiting for the blonde to respond to her call
“Yeah” the blonde spoke
“We're transferring Bill's secretary server on to your computer. See if you can use her single-channel to decrypt his office code” she said
“Perfect. I can get it in a matter of minutes if I'm on a server from Thurman Enterprises” she said. Trunks sat on the secretary's chair typing some stuff in the computer
“Can you hack in her password?” asked Trunks holding his ear
“Yeah hold on” Marron said. After a few seconds she got back in contact with him “here the password is three five three L as in Leila D as in Daniel one eight nine C as in Charles got it?” she asked
“Got it” Trunks continued typing. Pan stared at her watch. They only had a couple of minutes before the system shut them out. The system was constantly checking on the Enterprise's employees, seeing where they were and making an automatic check-in for them which all ended up in Mr. Bill's office. If the system couldn't find the secretary or the people that were missing, which they had both killed in order to get in, it would automatically shut down and initiate an evacuation process which they were trying to avoid being caught in
“Did you send it?” Pan asked desperate
“Just about” he typed a couple more things then hit enter “there. You should be getting the server now Marron” said Trunks
“Yes, copy that. I'll let you know the second we find Bill's code” she said
“Hurry” said Trunks returning to a bent down position with Pan. Pan breathed out
“You should've told me you were coming” she said
“Would you've been ok with that?” he stared at her as she stood silent “didn't think so. I thought it'd be best if I showed up without you knowing it”
“You mean the others knew you were coming?” she asked
“No. Just Goten” he said. She rolled her eyes
“Whatever the only thing I'm asking is for you to follow up with protocol. You know things can go wrong if we miss a step. We can't allow any slips. That's the kind of stuff that can get us-”
“I know Pan” they locked eyes “chill out. I can handle this. I'm trained for it” he said. Pan looked away
“I know” she sighed “I'm sorry. I was really angry at you that day and I said things I shouldn't have said” she said. Trunks swallowed
“I...” he breathed out “I guess I'm sorry too. I didn't mean what I said either. Honestly” his eyes rested inside hers “I…miss you” he confessed as they stared at one another. Trunks cupped her face in his hand and was about to kiss her when
“Don't” Pan shook her head slowly “we need to get this done” she said
“Ok I got the code” said Marron
“Go ahead” they said in unison
“It's one seven two two five L as in Laura D as in Derek and S as in Sarah. Got it?” she asked
“17225LDS. Correct?” asked Pan
“You got it. We're parked outside at your nine o‘clock. Let us know your position when you're done” said Marron
“Copy that. We're on” said Trunks “let's go” they stood together. Trunks typed in the digits and the doors opened quickly. Bill Thurman sat behind his desk awestruck at the sudden intrusion
“Bill Thurman” Pan pointed her silencer gun at him. Trunks pointed his gun at the man as well walking around the desk to press the gun closer to the man's forehead
“Where is it?” asked Trunks. Pan looked at Trunks not aware he knew what they were looking for. The older and bigger man was now sweating profusely
“Wh-ho a-are y-you please I-I d-don't k-know what you're talking about” he stammered nervous. Trunks pressed the gun harder to his bald head
“Where is it?” he asked in a threatening tone. The man breathed anxiously
“I-I d-don't--” he whimpered as Trunks charged the gun getting ready to pull the trigger
“I'm gonna ask you one more time. Where is it!?” he raised his voice. Pan looked around the room trying to find potential targets but saw nothing out of the ordinary. Then she spotted it. A briefcase. Why would he keep this particular briefcase at the side of his desk?
“Trunks” called Pan. Trunks turned to her
“What is it?” he asked then saw her point to the side of the desk with her head. He looked down and spotted the briefcase. Walking around the desk he grabbed it and placed it on the desk before Thurman
“Open it” he ordered. Thurman shook his head
“You don‘t know what you‘re doing-” Trunks hit the man on the head before he could continue
“Open it” Trunks charged the gun again pointing it at the back of the man's head. The man resumed to open the briefcase. Pan approached them now to look at the contents of the case. Trunks, without taking the gun off him, read through the sheets of paper inside the briefcase. He then turned to Pan and nodded slightly
“It's here” he said
“They‘ll hunt you down and kill you before you can use any of it for whatever sick purpose you have in mind!” Bill exclaimed. Trunks grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and raised him to his feet
“Where are you taking me!?” Thurman yelled hysterical. Pan watched as the lavender-haired boy dragged the older of the three near the wide and long glass windows that surrounded the office. He put three bullets through the glass and pushed the man to the edge
“Who is they?” he demanded sternly. The man sobbed now
“P-Please I-I h-have a f-family” he cried trembling
“Tell me who they are and I’ll kill you fast and easy” said Trunks
“Trunks” Pan called
“Tell me!” Trunks yelled at the man
“Trunks” called Pan again. Trunks turned to her
“What?” he asked annoyed
“We have thirty seconds” she said. Trunks turned back to Thurman
“You have three seconds to tell me who they are” he said
“But-”
“Two”
“They’ll kill my family if I tell you-”
“One”
“Please-” Trunks pointed his gun at the man’s head
“Your time is up” he shot him then let the numb body fall through the shattered glass window. Pan approached him. Together they stared as the body fell thirty floors down
“We gotta go. Evacuation will start in fifteen” said Pan
“Do you have any idea who he was talking about?” Trunks asked
“We’ll figure it out later. Right now we gotta go” she said. Trunks agreed the pair running out the office headed to the entrance where Marron and Goten awaited for them…
End of Prologue. Stay tuned for CH. 1 soon!