Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Silver Dragon Hotel ❯ Chapter 2 ( Chapter 2 )

THE SILVER DRAGON HOTEL: CHAPTER 2

RATING: R

WARNINGS: Violence, Mild Language

DISCLAIMER: I do not own DBZ or The Gorillaz . This is a Fan Fiction so please don't sue. Any other names, characters, places and incidents are products of the author's imagination and are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead is entirely coincidental.

KEY: * Thoughts are in italics with an asterisk

SUMMARY: THIS IS AN ALTERNATE UNIVERSE FAN FICTION. The DBZ gang AKA the Silver Dragon Team, is a group of undercover agents that carry out missions for Akisa-sei's (Earth) Prime Minister, Kami. The Silver Dragon Hotel is the undercover center for all government emissaries on Akisa-sei. Covert agents from around the world come to the hotel to receive orders and assignments.

NOTE: Android 17(Juunanagou) is not related to Android 18 (Juuhachigou) in this story. Goku is called Kakarott because he grew up Saiyajin. Vegeta-sei is still destroyed, not by Frieza but by a natural disaster. Kakarott, Vegeta, Turles, Radditz and Susumi (Original character) survived because they were off world.

Special Thanks to Mia Skywalker for beta'ing. I can't do this without her!

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Last Episode: Dabura berated Juunanagou for inviting a stray waitress to go with them to the Chrysanthemum Underground, where they were scheduled to perform an assassination.

Juunanagou frowned, "Don't be such a worrywart Dabura. Pull the target outside the club to do the job. When we make our sudden exit, we'll just tell the pretty waitress that the club is too crowded and we want to move on to greener pastures".

Bulma secretly took off her listening device and slipped it into Turles' hand as she covered his hand with hers. "Sweetheart, could you get me a drink? Suddenly it's very hot in here."

Turles winked at her and headed to the bar where he passed the bug to Kakarott. Kakarott then uploaded the information for direct transmission to Vegeta's telecom watch.

It looked like the team was going dancing tonight.

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The Principle of Secrecy

On the day that you take up your command, block the frontier passes, destroy the official tallies, and stop the passage of all emissaries. [11:63] It is the business of a general to be quiet and thus ensure secrecy; upright and just, and thus maintain order. He must be able to mystify his officers and men by false reports and appearances, and thus keep them in total ignorance. By altering his arrangements and changing his plans, he keeps the enemy without definite knowledge. By shifting his camp and taking circuitous routes, he prevents the enemy from anticipating his purpose. [11:35-37]

Sun Tzu - The Art of War

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SDH Headquarters

Vegeta sat leisurely in Commander Roshi's office, repeating all the information gathered by Piccolo and Kakarott.

"Piccolo's information indicated that Juunanagou and Dabura were ordered by Dr. Gero to assassinate a former member of their outfit." Vegeta put the results on the view screen.

Name: Hisa Wu

Codename: Morphia

Race: Shape Shifter

Occupation: Double Agent, first worked for Dr. Gero to scout for new arms contracts. Now working for Bo Jack.

Profile: Can only be recognized by an ever-present tear-shaped, red tattoo on her forehead.

Age: Unknown

Skills: Taekwondo expert

Vegeta cleared his throat.

"We believe that Gero ordered the hit on her because she was spotted conversing with Gero's competition during an arms deal. The competition was Bo Jack and we both know that Bo Jack and Dr. Gero don't get along. Bo Jack has been moving in on Zarbon and Gero's territory by offering cheaper prices and more perks such as free ammunition."

Vegeta sat back, crossed his arms and put his feet up on Commander Roshi's desk. He then turned to look Roshi in the eye.

"Morphia is known to frequent the Chrysanthemum Underground dance club. Gero's crew will try to do the deed tonight, but we can be there to stop them. Permission to engage the enemy, sir?

Roshi paused to contemplate for a moment. This could get sticky, he realized. They had been tracking Gero's movements for years without revealing their organization's existence. Although the woman's life was motivation, and they risked exposure, the inside information they could get might outweigh that risk. * Besides, I want to see what kinds of shapes this Morphia can shift into,* Roshi thought with a leer.

He looked over at Vegeta after choosing his words carefully. Vegeta was a handful on the best day, and he really needed to keep the air clear between them.

"Permission granted, but no casualties. We've come so far with trailing Dr. Gero to botch it up too soon. Find a way to divert Dabura and Juunanagou from killing Morphia without revealing your ties to Kami and me. Bring Morphia back to base for questioning, afterward have Piccolo erase her memory. We'll try to put her into the spy relocation program, but it's only a matter of time before Gero has someone to track her down and finish the job. We need to streamline the team on this job to protect our identity. Take Piccolo, Turles and Kakarott with you to the club. Susumi will be there with Juunanagou and his crew so make sure that she makes it out in one piece because this is her first mission. Good luck and be careful."

Vegeta stood, and left to brief the team. Five minutes later, Kakarott, Turles, and Piccolo were in the changing room putting on some club gear. Juuhachigou watched curiously as Bulma flitted from soldier to soldier, making sure their masks and wigs were secured in place.

Vegeta wore a pair of tan khaki's with extra pockets, a black and white camouflage tank top, and a thin khaki jacket. He topped it all off with a pair of black leather combat boots. Kakarott wore a pair of baggy blue jeans, a blue t-shirt, a red vest and a pair of sneakers. Turles wore a white t-shirt, a light olive sweater, a pair of dark olive leather pants and pair of dark-green mountain tread boots. Piccolo wore a dark brown suede suit with a long coat, a white t-shirt, a pair of brown leather sportsman's boots and a suede ball-cap. Piccolo didn't need any makeup since Nameks of all shapes and sizes frequented the club. He would not be picked out easily. Bulma styled Turles' hair to fit into a tight ponytail. She then put a few blond streaks in Kakarott's hair. Vegeta settled for a simple black ball-cap.

Once the costuming was done, Turles went down the checklist of the equipment they would need in case they ran into trouble. Susumi sent a signal to Kakarott's com-link that Juunanagou and his crew were leaving to go to the club.

Piccolo grinned in amusement. "I knew those transmitters I planted in her earrings would come in handy someday". Vegeta rolled his eyes then turned to Turles, "Have you looked at the blueprints for the Chrysanthemum Underground yet? We need a secure area for Kakarott to transport us inside the building."

Turles smiled and winked at Vegeta, "Not only do I have the blueprints, but I uploaded the plans for five routes of escape into our com-link watches. What are our orders?"

Vegeta grinned. "Well done, Turles."

"Listen up, bakas. First, we find Morphia. Once we get her, Kakarott will tranquilize her and teleport her to the observation room. Piccolo and I will stay behind to make sure that Susumi leaves with us and not Juunanagou. I'll pretend that she's an underage relative and start an argument. On my signal, Piccolo will douse the lights so that we can make a quick exit. Once we get out, each of you send a signal over the com-link to let everyone know that you made it out without injury. This plan needs to run smoothly. One wrong move could result in casualties, and I do not want Roshi on my ass about it. All right, let's make it happen."

The CLUB

The Silver Dragon team was already in position when Juunanagou and his crew arrived. The club was booming with the sounds of the Gorillaz performing "Clint Eastwood".

I ain't happy,

I'm feeling glad.

I got sunshine in a bag,

I'm useless but not for long

The future is coming on….

As she entered, Susumi looked stunning in an ice blue sheath dress with spaghetti straps and a matching lightweight coat. Dabura and the rest of the crew had also changed into more appropriate attire. They stood on the dance floor and scanned the crowd for Morphia.

Turles kept a close eye on Morphia as she sat at the bar sipping on some sparkling water. As he nursed his gin and tonic, he pretended to be interested in some middle-aged lady sitting next to him.

Piccolo stood in a central location between the bar and the entrance. He leaned against the wall in a meditative stance with his arms crossed in front of his chest. Nobody seemed to notice him.

Vegeta signaled to Kakarott that it was time to ask Morphia to dance.

Kakarott walked over to Morphia, put his arm around her and asked her to dance. She agreed and they stepped onto the dance floor. Little did she know that Kakarott had concealed a tranquilizer in his palm that he used when he touched her. She would soon be unconscious.

Vegeta edged in closer to where Susumi and Juunanagou were sitting, then stood in front of the table with a confused look on his face. He turned to Susumi and frowned.

"What are you doing here, girl? You told your mother that you were working tonight. Where do I find you, out with some guy that I am certain doesn't know your age."

He grabbed her wrist and leaned in closer to give her an ominous glare.

"You're coming home with me this instant." He then turned to Juunanagou "I just saved you from a night in jail for escorting a minor into an adult club. Surely you don't have any arguments."

Juunanagou frowned and reclined in his seat. "No problem, buddy. I didn't know that the bitch was underage. By all means, take her home."

After they walked off Dabura grabbed Juunanagou by the arm.

"The Saiyajin that took the girl looks familiar to me for some reason. I can't place it at the moment, but I know that I've seen him somewhere before."

Juunanagou just shrugged and sat up to continue the search for Morphia.

Vegeta seized Susumi's arm and headed towards the entrance. He glanced at Piccolo and suddenly the entire club went dark. Kakarott grabbed Morphia and teleported back to The Silver Dragon Hotel. Turles opted to take an emergency exit, and then blasted off from the roof. Vegeta, Piccolo and Susumi ran out through another exit, and then blasted off from the parking lot. Little did they know that Dabura was right behind them.

Piccolo stopped when he noticed Dabura's ki.

"Lieutenant Vegeta, I can handle this loser on my own."

Vegeta stopped to stand in front of him.

"No way, idiot! If you don't finish him off, our cover could be compromised! I shouldn't have to remind you that Roshi said casualties will not be tolerated!"

He then turned to Susumi and continued his orders.

"Susumi, head back to base! Piccolo will remain here in case any of Dabura's friends decide to follow." Susumi nodded and sped off.

Vegeta and Piccolo hovered in mid air waiting for Dabura. When Dabura arrived, he and Piccolo stood with fangs bared ready to duel.

"Who are you and whom do you work for? That sudden onslaught of darkness back there was no accident. Confess; tell me who your friend is and I might let you live.

"Stop, you overgrown bastard," Piccolo growled. "What you should be worried about is how many pieces I'm going to send you home in".

"Have it your way," Dabura rumbled. "Let's see how long it takes you to hit the ground after I turn you into stone."

As much as Vegeta loved to watch a fight, he knew that this one would come to a bad end. He contacted Kakarott.

"Kakarott, secure the girl, then have Juuhachigou keep an eye on her. Tell Turles not to come out here and to return to headquarters. When you are done, haul ass over here and teleport us before these two idiots break something!"

Piccolo and Dabura clashed in a flurry of punches and kicks. Dabura landed a nasty uppercut to Piccolo's chin that almost made his neck snap. This only made Piccolo angrier. He backed up and shot his signature Makakankosappo. Dabura deflected the massive ray into the upper atmosphere, and then fired a scattered shot of ki-balls at Piccolo. Piccolo barely managed to dodge them all and took a couple of hits.

As the fight raged on, Kakarott suddenly appeared behind Vegeta and poked him in the ribs.

"Okay, boss, how are we going to get in close enough to grab Piccolo?"

"You're the combat expert, Kakarott. Figure something out!" Vegeta roared.

Kakarott put his hand behind his head and thought for a minute.

"I know, just follow me. When I signal, grab Piccolo and we'll be home free!"

Vegeta turned away from Kakarott to look at Dabura and Piccolo.

"This had better work, Kakarott! The last thing we need is for these fools to destroy a building or something!"

Kakarott and Vegeta hovered closer to the battling pair. Unexpectedly, Vegeta was shot in the arm by a stray blast from Dabura. He was getting extremely pissed.

Kakarott stepped in and body slammed Dabura from behind. Dabura lost his balance and crashed into the nearest building. Vegeta and Kakarott seized the moment by grabbing Piccolo. Kakarott put two fingers to his temple and they vanished, leaving behind a very irritated Dabura.

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