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THREE DIMENSIONS
CHAPTER 6

Vegeta looked up at the familiar skyline. "Nearly full moon."

His counterpart smirked, sitting down at the dining table. "You say this planet was destroyed in your plane?"

"Frieza destroyed this planet and all the Saiya-jins. Kakarotto and I are the only ones left."

"Frieza."

"Tell me, who was it that finally killed the bastard here?" Turning, he smirked at the other man.

The Overlord, stabbed a steak with his knife, silent.

"It was Kakarotto." It was a statement. "That is why you hate him. "

King Vegeta laughed. "You know Saiya-jin laws."

"If he wasn't as stupid a baka as he is, Kakarotto would be long dead." He looked down at the meat. "This is Satr-jin."

King Vegeta swallowed the steak whole. "For such a pathectic species, they taste very good."

Swallowing the meat he smirked. "I'm surprised you kept Nappa alive."

"The idiot has his uses."

"Gee... Vegeta, what did you just say? I don't know how to speak your language." Goku said, a roast along with a bowl of noodles halfway to his already full mouth.

Vegeta growled in annoyance. "Then don't try to listen baka!"

Goku grinned sheepishly. "Gomen Vegeta."

Prince Vegeta glanced at them.

"I'm surprised you could feed so much Saiya-jins. How much cooking!" Chichi exclaimed in amazement while staring down the mountain of food on the table.

"They export from other planets." Serpia said, looking at the Siren that sat beside the Prince. "As you know, Saiya-jins eat alot."

Bulma choked. "That's why it's amazing." *To think, a whole PLANET full of those appetites...*

Goten agreed, attacking the food like his father.

"The moon is much larger here." Gohan commented, looking up at the nearly full orb that consumed the sky in a reddening hue.

"Who designed this room?" Bura asked.

Bulma looked around. "I did."

She looked at her mother in surprise. "Kaasan?"

"The dome and the style suggests it. And, I got a feel about these things." Bulma looked at the other Vegeta. "Plus, it's not like your father has any taste at all..."

Bura giggled. "True Kaasan."

Trunks and Mirai Trunks were however mesmerised by the Siren, having barely touched their food. To the annoyance of both Pan and Mirai Pan.

Having had enough, she wacked the back of her mate's head. "Snap out of it!"

Mirai Trunks looked at her sheepishly, tearing his eyes away from the Siren. "Gomen Pan-chan but she's really pretty..." She growled menacingly. He looked down at his feet. "Sumimasen."

Trunks, taking no notice of his friend leaned forward. "What is your name?"

The lightly blue skinned woman looked at him in graceful silence.

Prince Vegeta smirked. "Tell him."

"My name is Glory."

That voice...

A high pain in his foot pulled him from blissful stupor.

Pan took her foot off him, a vein in her eye twitching.

Trunks winced in pain. "Pan!"

Prince Vegeta laughed. "Pathectic weakling."

The Siren leaned closer to him smiling.

"Sirens are one of the most dangerous species in the universe. I believe even your Chikyuu-sei have stories about them luring men to their deaths." He smirked.

"But those are just legends." Gohan frowned looking at the Prince.

"Legends are based on truth." The melodic tremors of the Sirens voice rang out again.

Gohan could only nod.

Trunks scowled, fighting the pleasure from just hearing that voice.

Pan glared venom at the Siren.

With a calculating glance, Serpia looked away. *She will have to be gagged.*

Prince Vegeta tilted the Siren's chin. "Sing for me."

A gasp left Glory's lips. "Yes...yes my Prince."

"How can he do that?" Mirai Trunks whispered to Trunks.

His counterpart shrugged. "Wish I knew." That deserved another kick to his foot from Pan. He flinced noticably.

Looking at the Prince with love-struck eyes, the Siren stood wordlessly and glided to the stage. Prince Vegeta smirked knowingly.

Serpia fingered her knife under the table, before it disappeared with a whisper into her boot again. Later.

Everyone, even King Vegeta turned to watch.

A glow surrounded the lithe form of her body, tantalizing and eerie at the same time. Glory's eyes opened slowly, centering on one person in the audience. Her lips parted softly. And then she sang.

All the men stopped what they were doing and stared as the beautiful notes rang into their mind and souls. Prince Vegeta leaned back, and closed his eyes in pleasure.

Serpia had to admit the woman was talented. But enjoyable as it was, the notes didn't have the same effect on women as did men. To bad for them.

She stood and left without a word.

This was crazy! Before she would have attacked without hesitation at the man that massacred her family. But now, now she thought of consequences. Did her time in the other dimension change her SO much? It WAS only two days, even less. There was no cause for this hesitant manner!

With a drawn out tune the Siren stopped.

As if waking from a dream the men sat up. Overlord Vegeta and his double turned back to their food.

"Wow." Goten, Trunks and Gohan had dazed looks on their faces.

Mirai Pan glanced at her mate expecting the same thing. Instead he was smiling at her. A rare thing.

"Trunks?"

"Let's go." Mirai Trunks didn't understand why the Siren song didn't affect him like the others but only enhanced his love for his mate.

She nodded and followed him.

Bura and Pan glowered, throwing daggers with their eyes at Trunks and Goten.

"Overlord, " The Saiya-jin kneeled next to King Vegeta nervously. "The executions..."

King Vegeta stood. "Ah yes. Will you join me?"

Vegeta scowled. "Why would I want to see the death of a meaningless weakling?"

His double scowled. "Very well."

The soldier stood hastily, following the Overlord out.

Goku frowned, blinking. "Executions?"

"You can't allow him to..." Chichi exclaimed aghast.

Prince Vegeta scowled. "Those who die, deserved to die."

Goku's frown deepened.

Glory glided to the Prince's side silently. "Will you show me the palace?"

He looked at her with something a kin to annoyance but stopped. "Yes."

Together they left.

The remaining Z senshi traded looks.

     ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Silence of the night. Perfect. She made no sound, and waited.

The corridor was dark and empty. Yet she kept coming. Baka onna.

The soft glow of her skin lighted the air around her. Always, beautiful.

But profitable beauty. Just not to her.

The darkness hid her smirk as well as her body. The Siren glided under her.

Now!

With thundering silence she clamped the gag into her mouth and the whisper of a blade slid easily into the flesh of her throat while another went through her heart. Serpia held the gag in place until the glow went away. Perfect darkness.

She slid the body onto the floor in it's own pool of blood.

"Shame." she said under her breath, and walked off, her body shaking. As it always did after a kill.

The morning was chaos.

     ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

"This was done by a professional." Prince Vegeta looked down at the mess in disgust. Even more so was the fact it was in one of the corridors leading to his room.

"Who would do such a bad thing?" Goku wondered aloud.

"More to the point, who would want her dead?" Vegeta growled.

Trunks looked at his royal counterpart. "Was she your lover?" He said softly.

Prince Vegeta sneered. "I fucked her if that's what you mean. But she meant nothing." He clicked his fingers. "Get rid of it. And clean it up." He commanded coldly. Guards that were kneeling nodded wordlessly.

Mirai Trunks frowned. "You don't care?"

He snorted. And retorted, "You do?"

Mirai and present Trunks's frowns deepened.

"Someone wanted her killed. I doubt it was whoever that brought us here. Their pattern doesn't follow. This was done to her only." murmured the once Prince gruffly. Vegeta grunted. "Where are the women?"

Prince vegeta smirked. "The training halls."

Vegeta's eyes flashed dangerously. "You let them attend the training halls?" He said menacingly.

Mirai Trunks looked at his counterpart dangerously. "They better not be in danger..."

He waved a hand. "Kakarot, your second brat was with them. Plus, you can go and check on them. My guards took them there at their own request. Suit yourself." He looked at Vegeta. "Oou-sama." The Prince cocked a smirk and marched off, instantly flanked by two silent android bodyguards.

Vegeta growled. The brat's ego was equal to his. "We go."

Goku looked at him worriedly. "You don't think they might be hurt do you Vegeta?"

He shrugged. "Knowing the harpies we call mates, I doubt it. Plus, if any of the soldiers dare to touch them, they'll regret it with their lives." He smirked and walked ahead.

Goku, Gohan, and the two Trunks followed.

      ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

"HIYA!!" Serpia scowled and kicked off another two Saiya-jin soldiers, all of which were leering.

*Fucking imbeciles.*

She silently glared at the men, that were rapidly increasing in number and cockiness. She'll show them.

"You think you can defeat me boys?" She smirked, thinking of the two Galactian Jewels hung inside her armour.

They laughed, getting into fighting stances that were very flawed according to her.

She lifted her hand, and waved them forward.

At once they attacked, a flurry of punches, kicks and eechi touches. She felt the comforting whisper of steel that was her dagger in her hand.

Faster than possible to her rank, which was nothing, she was at the other side of the fray. And straightened, looking back at the group she left.

And with a thunderous 'thud' they dropped, groaning, holding ripped stomachs, arms, legs, faces and other bodily parts. Of course, she was nice enough to not slice off...important parts of the male anatomy.

"Hm." With a low growl at their incompetence she resheath her dagger.

"You okay?" She asked over her shoulder.

Chichi and Bulma nodded, grinning at her.

"I do believe you fight better than our Panny, Serpia." Bulma said lightly.

She shrugged. "I would give it up if I could have my family back."

Chichi looked at her sympathetically. "I know hon. I know." The woman put a hand on her shoulder in comfort. The gesture was....nice.

Pan and Mirai Pan suddenly landed, looking at them in worry.

"Bulma-san, Baasan, are you..."

They didn't get to finish as another waved of men yelled a battle cry and charged.

"Peh. Mating season." Serpia muttered before dispatching them along with her counterparts.

"Stop."

Everything gringed to a halt at the voice. Looks of fear crossed the soldier's faces as they parted in a wave, all echoing, "Overlord."

Vegeta scowled, marched through the path, ignoring awed and fearful looks on each side. "Baka onna." He lifted Bulma over a shoulder.

"Hey!!! LET ME GO!!! YOU SON OF A..." Her screams rang loud until he walked off back into the palace.

Male eyes followed them in stunned shock at the unexpected arrival and cause.

Then, even more shocking, two of their Prince ran forward, grinding to a halt at the same time.

"Are you okay!?" They demanded in unison, then looked at each other and shrugged.

Mirai Pan and Pan laughed.

Gohan walked up, slowly seeing there was no danger. "Someone killed the woman we saw yesterday. The Siren."

They lapsed into silence.

Serpia looked away, face blank.

"They know who did it?" Pan asked carefully. Her father shook his head.

"Hey," Trunks looked around frowning. "Where's Goten? Wasn't he supposed to be here with you?"

Mirai Pan snorted at the same time as Pan. "I don't know. He was carried off by some guys the moment he got here."

Gohan raised an eyebrow. "Guys?"

"Goku-sa!" Chichi screamed at once.

Suddenly appearing, Goku grinned. "No worries, I found Goten."

"WHERE!?!" Pan screamed angrily.

Goku grinned. "Follow me. He's fine. Bura seems to be better though."

They followed him through the wave of parting awe-struck soldiers.

"Heya peoples!" Bura grinned, seeing them approach.

Pan and Mirai Pan's jaw dropped.

Both Trunks frowned.

"Gee, you sure are taking advantage." Serpia said lightly, watching as five Saiya-jins served her hand and foot, with dazed, happy expressions on faces that were definiately more used to scowling.

"Cute aren't they?" Bura patted one of her admirers head.

Suddenly a 'boom' from above drew their attention.

Serpia looked up. "Isn't that your ji-san Pan?"

Pan looked up. "Goten?!"

Above in sonic booms and the two men moved faster than sound were Goten and...

"The other...that's Radditz." Gohan noted.

Goku nodded. "They are sparring. Goten hasn't transformed yet though."

Serpia looked around. All men Saiya-jin. Elites. So this was the famed ki-contained training room. Most were either watching the fight in admiration or watching Bura in admiration. Other than the five passably attractive Saiya-jins serving her hand and foot that is.

A burst of laughter drew her attention to the secluded group in the corner.

Mirai Trunks and Trunks frowned as they saw their counterpart light up what was unmistakably a cigarette and blow a chain of smoke while listening to Nappa, Turles and some other Saiya-jins.

Prince Vegeta leaned back against the wall, looking up as he took a long drag.

"Stop." The low command stopped Radditz at once. Goten, looking a little ruffled, stopped as well out of reluctance.

Slowly he turned to look at them, crushed the cigarette under his boot and smirked.

"That took you weaklings long enough." No one in the silent crowd disagreed.

Serpia smirked back, just as cold and undaunting. "Isn't it below your rank to smoke Prince?" She said sarcastically.

Prince Vegeta's eyes narrowed. "You are below my rank slave."

A collective gaze turned on her at the incredible insult. The Z-gumi were actually expecting her to blow up like before.

Serpia smiled slowly. Before she would've. Yet, something about soldiers always pulled her back. Plus, she wasn't new to the insult anymore.

"You assume too much." She said simply.

The Prince scowled at her before glancing in the direction of the fools that were oogling over his...sister. "You five bakas better be in the training quad the next time I look."

The five looked at their Prince in fear and nodded.

Goku looked at Radditz. "Thought you were dead."

Gohan nearly fell over. They saw Radditz THIS MORNING!

Radditz's eyebrows twitched. "Kakarotto. Your stupidity is beyond limits."

Gohan glared. "Don't insult..."

Goku stopped him. "So you didn't change. That's a shame. Goten, how strong is he?"

Goten opened his mouth to answer.

"Stronger than you Kakarotto." Radditz snarled before the boy could say anything.

Goku frowned. "My name is Goku. And I don't think so."

Nappa laughed. "You were always stronger before. But we have succeed where you failed Kakarotto. We have risen beyond Super Saiya-jin!"

Goku only nodded, back to his famous grin.

Chichi glared. "So? My husband is far over that! I know! I've seen it!"

Nappa and Radditz looked at her incredulously,

"You let your human mate speak for you Kakarotto?" Nappa sneered.

"Why you...!!!" Chichi began.

Goku, seeing the look that promised a giant frying pan anytime soon, intervened.

"My name is Goku." He said again.

"Enough." The statement sounded too harsh to be Trunk's voice. But it suited the Prince fine. He looked at his two counterparts. "We fight."

Mirai Trunks's eyes widened. "We WHAT!?!"

Trunks smirked. "Fight."

Pan glanced at Bura as she stepped beside her. Bura rolled her eyes.

"Men." Serpia muttered under her breath.

"How strong is your Trunks now?" Mirai Pan whispered to Pan.

She looked Trunks over. "He has only gotten a little stronger. I don't really know. I haven't fought him in a while. You?" She whispered back, equally as soft.

Mirai Pan smiled. "He broke SSJ2 a few weeks back." This caused Pan's eyebrows to rise.

*So Trunks may be the weakest.* Pan thought silently.

Prince Vegeta smirked and floated up. Mirai Trunks looked at his double.

Trunks nodded and floated up as well.

Silence lapsed as all eyes were riveted on them.

*Beep beep*

*Damn.* Serpia took out the long deadly pin that doubled as a tranmitter from her boot. Bura looked at her, eyebrows raised in question.

She scanned the message.

'Target. Meet where bloodshed start.'

She gripped the pin and crushed it. So there's a new target.

"I gotta go." She said simply before leaving.

Gohan frowned as he watched Serpia leave. Strange.

Meanwhile...

Prince Vegeta discarded the cloak. All watched it fall.

As if in signal, the second it touched the floor, both launched at the other.

Shockwaves exploded where they moved too fast for the eye to see as only their after images showed.

Pan followed their movements frowning. They hadn't even released much of their ki. So far they were just playing with each other.

Suddenly, Trunks flew back and smashed a fist into the face he knew so well, sending the Prince spinning back. Flipping in mid air, he fazed, a cruel smirked on his face and retailated.

All that was seen was random flashes of lavender as punches and kicks resounded on impact, each echoing with the sound of bone on skin.

Suddenly two explosions of light filled the air.

Two glowing men stood in their place. Identical except for expresssion.

"You are better than I thought." The one wearing a dark scowl commented.

Trunks smirked. "I am my father's son."

"But it isn't enough weakling." Prince Vegeta moved with lightning speed and smashed an elbow into Trunks's stomach. He didn't give the other time to recover as a tornado kick followed with deadly precision.

Head still lowered, Trunks blocked the kick with an arm and flipped, clamping his legs around his other's neck and hurled him bodily to smash against the wall.

Prince Vegeta fazed and appeared behind him, them ruthlessly kneeded the other demi saiya-jin in the back. Tasting blood on his lips, Trunks spun and cried a roar.

Prince Vegeta moved just in time for the blast to only scrape skin. He growled menacingly and attacked.

Noticably, every one was leaning forward.

Mirai Trunks watched, frowning. *The techniques are different. Trunks's is like a combination of father's and Goten's. But the Prince, his is different. It is related to father's, but...unique. Both of theirs are different from mine. Another difference.*

Both he noticed were fighting randomly, like they were trying out techniques against each other.

Trunks slammed against the wall of the chamber, blood running openly down his lips. A punch knocked the breath out of him as it tore into the flesh of his stomach. At least it seemed like it. The second punch met air.

Prince Vegeta drew back lips bared in a snarl and looked around. Suddenly appearing out of nowhere the weakling hit him hard from above.

The men separted in murmurs as their Prince crashed into the ground.

How DARE that weakling make him lose face in front of his men!?!

Eyes narrowing he shot up and fazed.

Trunks kicked, catching the other's shadow. But not enough.

Prince Vegeta slammed the heels of his palm together, the ki gathering in his hands. "FINAL...FLASH!!!"

Trunks copied the move and only managed a yell of anger before his blast met the Prince's. Light exploded in terrifying blindness.

Prince Vegeta smirked and screamed, charging more ki into his blast.

Caught by surprise at the sudden influx, The blast surged toward Trunks in an angry path of red.

Moments later, Prince Vegeta landed as his hair fell back to normal, still constrained by the tiny tie. Stares of awed and shaken soldiers directed at him.

Trunks growled and powered down. He got up, glaring with a scowl at the Prince.

Both men glared at each other in intensity.

"Ouji-sama." The messenger kneeled, shaking.

Prince Vegeta broke the look. "Speak."

"Overlord wishes to see you in the command room." The messenger said tonelessly, though his voice quaked with fear.

The Prince looked back at Trunks. "We will continue this another time weakling. Then we will fight properly. Not the warm up we just had."

"Prepare to lose Prince." Trunks growled at his back as the Prince left, clipping his cloak on once more.

"You don't like him." Mirai Trunks stated.

"Who does?"

"Come on Trunks, come with me to see this planet." Pan pulled her friend away, making him wince. "Oops sorry."

"Another Super Saiya-jin." Breathed the soldiers. Then, slowly, all of them except Nappa, Radditz and Turles bowed.

Trunks looked at them speechless. "Wait! No, no get up, no need to bow for me..."

The soldiers traded glances. "Ouji-sama?" One asked.

"O-o...ouji-sama? No. Trunks is fine." He reassured.

Again, that trading of looks.

Pan looked at her friend eyebrows raised. "Come on. If they want to worship you, let them. Let's GO."

Trunks nodded and only glanced back as he was pulled away by Pan.

All eyes set on Mirai Trunks.

"Er..." He looked around helplessly. "Pan-chan...."

Mirai Pan sighed. "Out of my way! Mate and Prince coming THROUGH!" She tugged her non-too-resistant mate behind her.

Nappa shook his head. "Controlled by a female."

"WHAT WAS THAT!?!" Chichi screamed. Out came the frying pan.

The Saiya-jins looked at her in interest.

"Kaasan..." Goten and Gohan started at once.

"BOYS... what did I say about interuppting our mother?!" She looked at them with The Glare.

Gohan and Goten withered, looking at her sheepishly.

"You mister need to learn above women's rights! What would your mother say if she saw you like this?!" Screamed the ever persistent woman.

"The woman is dead." Nappa replied smoothly.

"NO WONDER!!! What with your bad manners and all this fighting she'd think you were some kind of punk...a delinquent..."

The Saiya-jin sweatdropped, but their esteem for this crazy woman that was berating the commander of the Saiya-jin armies rose.

Nappa opened his mouth.

"I'M TALKING!!! DON'T YOU DARE INTERUPT ME WHE I'M TALKING YOU...YOU MALE!!!"

Nappa surprisingly shut his mouth.

"Kaasan..." Gohan reasoned but quickly shut up at the look she shot him. Goten was slowly edging away with Bura at his side. Only Goku stood by Chichi's side, although nervously.

"And another thing!? Why is it so dirty here..."

"ENOUGH!!!" Nappa howled in anger. "A LOWLY HUMAN LIKE YOU HAS NO RIGHT TO INSULT THE COMMANDER OF THE SAIYA-JIN ARMIES..."

Chichi looked up at him fearlessly. "YOU DARE!?!"

He raised and hand and was about to strike down when a hand caught his arm.

A collective breath held.

"Don't touch her Nappa." Goku said softly, gripping the larger Saiya-jin's arm with incredible strength.

Nappa growled, glaring at Kakarotto. "I take no orders from a third-class baka like you."

Goku only squeezed harder. "That maybe, but you don't hurt my family."

Chichi looked at her husband with shining eyes.

"Nappa, they are not worth our time. After all, they are below us." Turles smirked, laying a hand on Nappa's arm.

Nappa glanced at his comrade and smirked. "True." He let go.

Goku looked at Chichi. "Let's go babe, lunch is almost ready."

His mate beamed at the old nickname. "Sure Goku-sa."

Surprisingly she grabbed his arm and together they went. Gohan watched them leave, already missing his wife a dimension away.

A quick look around saw the disappearance of Goten and Bura.

Radditz snorted, looking him over. "Weakling."

Gohan looked at the staring soldiers calmly. "You think so? I had a higher level than you when I was FOUR Radditz-san."

The other scowled. "That is a different universe. You will NEVER beat me here weakling."

Gohan shrugged. "Believe what you want." He turned to leave.

"Coward." Taunted Turles.

Gohan looked around at them. "I am not a coward. None of my family is."

"Prove it demi saiya-jin." Radditz challenged, saying the last like a curse.

Gohan bowed his head in acceptance.

Strange how his normal urges to study or learn rather than fight were dimmed down here. In fact, he wanted nothing more than to beat the shit out of his 'uncle' at the moment.

After all, he WAS the first to kill his father.

    ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

"Idiotic Saiya-jins." Murmured Ama as she sat on the sofa made of smoke.

Busu laughed, not exactly a pleasant sound. "They are under affect of that moon. Sad."

Ama got up slowly, smirking hauntingly. "I have an idea."

"Oh?"

"I will be back. It won't take long." She waved a pale hand in the air, and stepped through the wavering purple, black portal.

Busu looked back at the scene. "Gets more interesting every cycle."

    ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

"Who? You waste my time dragging me here."

Her contact, an indescript human slave smiled, sweeping silently.

A seeker robot flashed overhead.

"Target is the Okashi-sei ambassador."

"Why?"

"Wanted dead by the Ice-jin."

"I thought that race was dead." Serpia commented.

"Five are still living against Empire's laws."

"What's the target wanted for?" She cut in.

"One of the Ice-jin's spawn was killed in one of the ambassador's rebellions."

"How much?"

The slave swept in silence.

Another seeker robot passed.

"A billion credits."

She kept her face blank. "Why so much?"

"Ice-jin hold grudges. They also need proof."

"Two billion."

"One-ten."

"One-seventy."

"One-fifty. That is all I am allowed to offer. Every other assassin and bounty hunter will be after this. The money will be delivered once proof is sent."

Serpia got up. "I am the best. They don't stand a chance." She didn't look back as she blasted off.

The slave took out a scouter. "The assa...." A foot long needle pierced her throat before anything else was said.

"Can't trust anyone anymore." Serpia muttered as she crushed the scouter and cleaned the needle on the slave's robes. A name tag drew her attention. Maron.

Pretty girl. Too bad she tried to betray her.

Dragging the girl by her blue hair Serpia hid the body in a covered alleyway and took off back to her enemy's home. The palace.

    ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

"Full moon in two days."

"Yes Oou-sama. Any news?" Prince Vegeta kneeled before his King in the grayness of the command room.

The Overlord regarded his heir. "This mysterious enemy has not made a move. I am starting to think this imaginative enemy of ours does not exist."

Prince Vegeta remained silent.

"Of course that won't explain why those others are here. So I will believe you for now." King Vegeta continued.

The Prince hesitated. "Thank you Oou-sama."

The Overlord snarled. "Get up Boy."

He did as he was bid.

Turning, the Overlord scowled at his son. "There is another assignment for you. An ambassador from Okashi-sei is seeking protection here. He will be granted that. The planet is still useful, however that is not the cause for my willingness. An assassin. the best will be sent after him. I want to capture that assassin."

Prince Vegeta nodded in understanding. "Bait. Who is this assassin?"

The Overlord smirked. "That is why we must capture this person. I want a new recruit with the training of the ancient leagues to join the elite and be reprogramed. This person has eluded our network for quite some time. Capture him."

Again, a nod. "Yes."

"Do not fail." King Vegeta said with certainty. "I will be most...displeased if such a thing would happen."

Prince Vegeta bowed stiffly. "Done Overlord." He marched off.

The smirk on the Overlord's face fell into a familar scowl.

There had been nothing in the results of time/space/dimension differance. No so called enemies, females infact, that had disturbed the Vegetasei dimensional net. Strange. But they will strike. And The Overlord of all Saiya-jins and over billions of worlds expanding the universe and other universes will not be fool enough to not be ready. And, the logical time to strike on Vegetasei would be the time where most Saiya-jins will be too crazed by their own genes to be able to fight back. Full moon.

Overlord watched the looming globe of the reddening moon, that filled the sky in eliptical grace and smirked once again.

    ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

"Gee, this is nice." Pan sank into the snow with a sigh.

Serpia shrugged, slipping in beside her.

Bura walked over and sat in.

"You sure nobody will see us?" Mirai Pan asked, settling with the numbing cold.

"I've been bathing here for all my life. If anybody DOES come, we can blast them." She got up and dived into the hot spring nearby.

All followed suit, though gasping as the near boiling water touched snow frozen skin.

"Ahhhhhh..." Both Pans waded happily.

"The snow cleanses the skin, and the spring burns away any dirt or bacteria left over. Fast, efficient and unwasteful." The Vegetasei born girl brushed a hand through waterlogged short, spikey hair.

"How come you never go to your room Serpia-chan?" Bura asked.

She frowned. "It is...unnecssary."

"Yeah, I noticed that too." Pan commented. Her counterpart remained silent.

A noise in the bushes drew their attention.

Serpia's eyes narrowed as she waded over to an ever present knife.

"Yes Goten, I'm pretty sure they're here."

"But why would the girls be so far in the mountains?"

"They don't seem to be in danger either..."

The three men stepped into view.

"GACK!!!"

All four girls stared at them.

All three guys clutched their noses as a sudden down pour of blood came out.

With a low growl, Serpia threw the knife.

"AHHHH!!!" The weapon was enough to pull them out of their stunned reverie. Faces tomato red, they spun, stuttering apologies.

"WHAT ARE YOU THREE DOING HERE!?!" Pan demanded.

Mirai Trunks scraped the dirt with his boot timidly.

Goten opened and closed his mouth, searching for words that didn't relate to either naked or breasts.

Trunks fell over.

"ARGH!!!" Mirai Pan threw a rock at the back of her mate's head. Mirai Trunks flinched.

"HELLO!!! LIKE, GO AWAY!?!" Bura cried indignantly, sinking under the water.

"Breas.....I mean, YES!!!!" Goten ran.

Mirai Trunks grabbed his double and followed suit.

Silence lapsed around the spring.

Then, suddenly, all four erupted in laughter.

"THOSE BAKAS!!!"

     ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Later that night...

Trunks, Goten and Mirai Trunks withered under the girls stares.

"Dad, can you tell Them we are VERY angry with them, and that the only way to make up for it is..." Pan spoke to her father.

Gohan glanced at the three younger men. "What did you do now?"

"AND! The only way to make up for it is..." Pan continued.

"TO LET US SEE YOU NAKED A WELL!!!" Bura, Pan and Mirai Pan corused.

Eyes bulged, jaws dropped, sweatdrops fell, stuttering prevailed.

"NANI!?!" Trunks, Goten and Mirai Trunks screamed, blushing to the roots of their hair. Prince Vegeta smirked at the other end of the table.

Gohan frowned. "What do you mean...'as well'?" He suddenly had a sinking feeling.

"Yes. It's only fair." Bura said, matter of factly.

"But, but, but, but..."

"OR, one of you do a short striptease." Pan cut in.

All three pointed at one another.

"Third class bakas." Vegeta said in Saiya-go. Prince Vegeta nodded in utter agreement.

"Erm........" They looked down flushing.

"Come on, we SAID sorry." Goten murmured.

"SORRY DOESN'T CUT IT!!!" Pan screamed.

"Demo..." Trunks started.

"NIISAN!!!" Trunks shut his mouth.

Prince Vegeta stood. "Enough. Play these chikuso games of yours. But don't waste my time." He bowed to Vegeta and left.

"Gee he sure has a stick up his butt." Bulma muttered.

"He has been trained like that his whole life." Vegeta replied.

"STRIP!!!"

"NAKED!!!"

"BOTH!!!"

They sank into their chairs in the face of three angry and...hormonal? women.

Serpia stood with a scraping of chair. "I have to go. Later." She left.

Gohan watched her leave. Strange how it was always the Prince and her to be the first to leave.

"NO!!!" Trunks screamed.

"No?" Pan said, eyebrows raised.

Goten and Mirai Trunks groaned and sank further into their seats. Trunks set his jaw stubbornly.

Pan glanced at her fellow conspirarors.

"Wha-what are you going to do!?" Goten stammered as the deadly triple advanced on them.

"Nothing." Bura said, grabbing ear and pulling.

"Nothing much." Mirai Pan tugged her mate the same way.

"Nothing...yet." Pan said with a smirk, dragging Trunks behind her.

"BUT I'VE ALREADY SEEN YOU NAKED!" Was Mirai Trunk's desperate plea before the girls dragged them into a nearby exit. Gohan followed them.

"What do you mean...as well? Panny! Answer me!!!"

"Okay, if we're all leaving, Chichi wanna come with me to the lab?" A light shone in Bulma's eyes.

Goku frowned at his mate. Strange how he'd been frowning alot lately. It didn't feel nice. "Chichi, I don't like you going around alone."

"Then come with us Goku-san!" Bulma encouraged.

The Saiya-jin shrugged. "Gee, I guess so." The goofy grin replaced the frown more comfortably. "You think they'll have something to make me smarter?" He said jokingly. Chichi and Bulma laughed.

Vegeta frowned as another idea hit him. He looked at Kakarotto curiously.

"Do you want to be smart Kakarotto?"

The laughter died as they looked at him.

Goku stratched his head. "I don't know Vegeta. I'm happy as I am now."

"And Goku, just won't be Goku without his added...charm." Bulma added.

Vegeta narrowed his eyes at the other Saiya-jin. "I asked you a question."

"Yes." Chichi said immediately, thinking of the times Goku had left her without a goodbye, left her for a fight...and...didn't come back to her, when most of his son Goten's life had been missed because of his father's willingness to fight and train, train but not train Goten...

Goku looked at his mate in surprise. "Chichi?"

"If it can be done, it would be nice, I mean, to have another helping hand around!" She settled. Bulma shook her head, knowing what the other woman was thinking.

Vegeta shrugged. "Not exactly, I can reprogram him to remember his Saiya-jin training. It will heal all those lost brain cells in that empty head."

"But won't that turn him..." Bulma looked at Goku. "Well, evil?"

"Baka onna. He has a whole life time of memories, nothing can change that."

Bulma let the insult slip this time. "Well, what are we waiting for? Let's go! I wanna see that lab!" She stood determinedly.

"You would." Vegeta muttered.

    ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

*Too soon. It's too soon after the last kill. They'll be still on alert. Better safe than sorry. *

Serpia dressed in black armour, including a mid-thigh jumpsuit and breast plate with black, mid-thigh boots that met the jumpsuit with only a slice of skin. But these are efficient to hid two full length swords, as well as three dozen different knives all over her body. She slipped a black mask over her face and a small camera into her armour.

*Time to go.*

Silently, she made her way from the empty armoury, and fazed, flying faster than most Saiya-jin eyes could follow.

The ambassador would be in his suite. That was in the east wing. She took off into the air, leaping rooptops to her destination.

"Desist, there will be no intruder's allowed in this area."

Serpia didn't stop as two androids, Jade and Qt leapt in her path.

In meer moments a sword was in her hand.

With a flying leap into the air, she slashed down then spun and brought the sword through flesh and blood.

Jade split in half and dropped in a pool of false bood.

Serpia's mind went blank and twisted, blocking a punch from the other android before sliceing the arm off. QT stumbled, looked curiously at the stump then attacked once more, with calm ferocity that the demi saiya-jin could barely dodge without the noise.

Suddenly, she dropped and pulled the sword up. Skin split horrendously.

Qt looked at her in something resembling shock, a hand clutching the mass of blood at her stomach where Serpia had sliced from her groin.

Serpia lifted the sword, looking straight at the android's eyes before the sword went through the machine's heart.

She left the sword in the body as she continued with silent urgency. By now that meant they knew she was coming. It has come too far to back out on the job.

The room wasn't locked.

Cautiously, dagger in hand, she looked in, immediately flipping onto the ceiling, the dagger moving to her mouth. Slowly she crept along the wall and frowned, watching the male Okashi-jin sitting on a lounge nervously, glacing around...but not up.

His mistake.

Serpia spit the dagger at him, her aim, deadly accurate.

But somehow, in his panick, the ambassador moved. The dagger sank into the soft material of the lounge.

*Shit!*

Eyes widened as he saw the weapon, then he looked up in horror as she dropped, a hand, clamping over his mouth that had frozen in a silent scream.

He looked behind him, obviously shaking in fear as his muffled pleas went unnoticed.

She chopped the back of his neck, making him unconcious, took out her other sword and drove it mercilessly into the back of his head. A groan stopped half out of his throat as she twisted the blade, and he was silenced forever. At the same time, her camera flashed.

The sound of loud singular clapping made her look up sharply in surprise. Even more so by discovering who it was.

"Well done. Silent, efficient and quick." Prince Vegeta stood opposite the hidden female smirking as he stepped over the body carelessly, watching the hidden female in front of him.

Serpia looked at him through the slits of her mask, biting her tongue to stop the retort. She glanced at the window.

Suddenly he was infront of it. "You weren't thinking about leavng were you?" He scowled suddenly, cruelly. "Your life is mine assassin."

Serpia ran, racing along the walls around him, but again, he appeared suddenly infront of her.

"So you are supposed to be the best." He watched her with narrowed eyes. "Pathectic."

She moved and flipped, throwing a dozen throwing knives behind her. There wasn't any sounds of impact on flesh.

He fazed in the air infront of her. "Slow."

She flipped, using his body as the ground and plowing hits along his chest as she turned, grabbing his head between her ankles and throwing him at the wall.

Prince Vegeta bared his teeth and spun in mid air, fazing and reappearing once more in front of Serpia who had moved closer to the window in the distraction.
"You are not going anywhere Assassin."

She glared at him. "What is this?" Her voice was noticably low.

He frowned, looking at her. "Your capture."

Without any indication, his arms went under hers, clamping her shoulders.

She struggled fiercely against his grip.

A leg clamped down around hers.

"Give. Up."