Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ For the Sake of the Saiyan ❯ Infiltration ( Chapter 2 )

[ P - Pre-Teen ]

Part Two-Infiltration

The next day, the Renegades spent most of their time devoted to what Anai referred to as Operation: Origin. They spied on the Dark Army, tested escape routes, and plotted the layout of the Army's command center.

Finally, that evening, the seven of them gathered around a large table where the command center blueprints lay.

"Okay people, here's the deal." Anai said. "Twelve feet to the right of the back entrance, there's a large flood pipe that drains excess water out of the compound. It's approximately three feet in diameter. It leads into the second subbasement. The genetics lab is in the first subbasement. So from the second subbasement there's an elevator shaft that's not used anymore; take it up one level to the genetics lab. We get what we need there and head out the way we came in, as long as we don't get caught. If we get caught...well, we'll cross that bridge when we come to it." She looked up from the blueprints. "Nemie and I are counting on you all to keep an eye out, keep us posted to all activities, and back us up if needed. Got it?"

They all nodded solemnly; they'd been in similar situations before, except Kyris. He was hyper and eager to fight.

"Kyris," Anai said, "I know this is your first real mission, but keep in mind that lives are at stake here. Don't just jump into a fight, think first. Don't fight if you know you're outnumbered, retreat. And don't, DON'T kill anyone if it's not absolutely necessary. That goes for everyone. Are we ready?" She rubbed her hands together with a grin. "Then let's get to it."
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It was almost completely dark outside with no moon or stars to light the black sky. The breeze was cool and damp after the brisk rain.

Nemie and Anai flew ahead of the others, talking.

"This is great! I can't wait to get my hands on some of those Dark Warriors." Nemie said, her usual audacious grin plastered across her face.

"Nemie, this isn't about confronting the Army, this is about stealing their technology."

"I know, I know. Why are you such a stick in the mud? You didn't used to be like this."

"I am not a stick in the mud, I just don't want us to get caught." She looked over at her sister with a smirk on her face. "I'm having as much fun as you, I just hide it well. I still love to fight."

"Yeah, I think it's in our blood." Nemie fell silent as they approached the outer barrier of the compound.

The twins stopped a couple feet short of where the security systems began to wait for the rest of the group. When the other five caught up, Anai reverted back into her leader-mode.

"Okay, you all know what to do. Spread out, keep your eyes open and stay hidden. We'll get through this just fine. Everybody make sure your comm-link's are on. Ready?"

"Let's do it." Kyris said and flew off for his station. Silva followed, and Mercay, Ren and Lorn took off in the opposite direction.

Nemie and Anai waited until they were out of sight before turning back to the task at hand.

"The adrenaline's pumping already." Nemie said. She touched the tiny machine in her ear to turn it on: the communications link that kept everyone in touch. "Comm-link on."

"Activate security cloaking." Anai ordered, pushing a button on the small wristband she wore. It emitted a pulse of energy that camouflaged the wearer from any radar.

"We're set. Let's get down to business." Nemie flew toward the command center, staying close to the ground and trying to stay in the cover of the trees.

The twins found the flood drain, meeting only one guard at the back entrance. They knocked him out before he ever saw them; they then climbed into the pipe and started their trek to the second subbasement. The drain was small so they had to crawl on their hands and knees.

"I'm freezing, Anai!" Nemie said quietly, her hands and the knees of her hunter green gi soaked with the cold, stale stagnant water that settled in the bottom of the pipe.

"Shhh! This metal carries sound! Somebody might hear you at the other end." Anai hissed. Her own blue uniform was soggy but she tried to ignore it.

They continued on for another thousand or so feet before they came to a thick metal grate covering the end of the pipe. Through the grate Anai could see a light high above them. Cautiously peering around, she saw that they were over the sewer system; thick black water swirled in the culvert below. No one was in sight.

Anai looked over her shoulder at Nemie. "We're going to have to fly over this sludge, so be ready to do so when I get this grate out of the way."

She grabbed the bars and pulled. The metal easily bent and twisted under the Saiyan's iron grip. Once the grate was pulled away from the pipe, Anai cast it down into the water and jumped out. She hovered in the air, waiting for Nemie to follow.

From there they hung in the shadows, sneaking around security cameras and the occasional guard. They made it to the abandoned elevator shaft without being detected.

"So far so good." Nemie said, breathing a sigh of relief when she landed in front of the elevator doors.

"Yeah, but this was the easy part. Hurry up and open those doors, will you?" Anai answered.

Nemie nodded and dug her fingers into the rusty metal. She gripped it tightly and shoved the doors out of the way with a whining crunch, revealing a pitch-dark tunnel with no bottom in sight.

"One floor up?"

Anai nodded. "Yep." She lifted off the ground and started up the shaft, holding a small glowing bubble in her hand to light the way. "We're lucky Ryukin or one of his officers hasn't sensed us yet."

"Or he's waiting for us on the next floor with a horde of soldiers."

"Well, that's a pessimistic point of view."

"Actually, I'm kind of hoping he is up there with a horde of soldiers. That would be fun."

They reached the next floor and Nemie forced the doors open. The long hallway was empty except for two sentries at the very end with their backs turned.

"Anai," Nemie whispered and motioned toward the Dark Warriors.

"Take them out quickly."

The twins phased up right behind the guards and knocked them cold without any effort.

"This is too easy." Anai commented as she dragged the soldier into a side room. "We may be walking right into a trap."

Nemie laughed evilly. "Bring it on."

They rounded the corner immediately ran into a group of about ten soldiers heading down the hallway.

"Finally a fight!" Nemie exclaimed as the soldiers saw them.

The twins dropped into fighting stances and waited for the troops to come at them. The Dark Warriors enveloped them and the real fight began.

Anai grabbed one recruit by the collar and tossed him into two more, buying her time to deal with the other three coming at her.

Nemie started to power up, but Anai stopped her with a shout.

"No! You'll give us away! Just get rid of these guys quickly and we'll still be undiscovered."

Nemie nodded and jump kicked her assailant in the head. She punched the next one, kneed him in the stomach and landed an upper cut to his chin. One trooper landed a series of punches to her face and chest, sending her reeling backward.

Anai jumped in and grabbed the attacker by the back of his head. She smashed his face into her knee and delivered a roundhouse kick to his back that felled him like a tree.

Nemie wiped away the drop of blood on her lip and turned just in time to see the only soldier left standing turn tail and run.

"Stop him before he alerts someone else!" Anai said urgently.

"I got him." Nemie lifted off the ground and flew after the lone trooper with lightning speed. She caught up to him easily, wrapped her arms around his torso to hold him and whispered in his ear, "Scream and I'll kill you."

He froze and didn't open his mouth. Nemie smiled to herself and brought him back to Anai.

"What should we do with him?"

Anai thought for a moment and then leaned toward him. "Where's the genetics lab?"

"W-what?" The soldier asked, confused.

"You heard me. Where's the genetics lab?"

He jerked his head in the general direction. "It-it's down that hallway, last door on the left."

"What's the pass code?"

"I...I don't know."

Nemie tightened her bear hug around him until he grunted in pain. "Honestly, I don't know! Only the General, Pichu and the scientists know the pass code!"

Anai shrugged. "Okay then, we'll just go in by force." She nodded at Nemie, who released the man.

He sighed in relief, only to be knocked unconscious by Nemie's blow to his neck.

"Leave him and the others here." Anai said. "This doesn't look like a very populated area."

Nemie tossed him onto the pile of troops and the two of them started down the hallway, backs pressed against the wall.

They got to the door to the lab without any trouble. The door was smooth, seamless metal with a small keypad about waist high.

"Hmm...I don't see anywhere to grab hold of it to open it." Anai said, looking it over carefully.

Nemie held one finger up to the keypad. A marble-sized energy disk formed on her fingertip and sliced through the controls with a whirring sound. Smoke curled up from the burned circuits and the door slid open silently.

Anai glared at Nemie. "If someone detected that, Nemie, I swear to Kami that you're never coming on another mission...ever!"

Nemie glared right back. "Excuse me, oh fearless leader, but if I hadn't done it there would be no mission; we'd be stuck outside the lab, none the wiser. Besides, the only way somebody would feel that little ki is if they were within ten feet of me." She tossed her long braid and walked into the unlit lab.

Anai gritted her teeth and followed.

Other than a few lights on the computer consoles, the room was totally dark.

"Lights on." Anai ordered, and the lights came to life.

It was a fairly big laboratory; over forty computers lined the walls and thirty-some holo-screens hung above them. Charts, printouts and books covered every flat surface, and tables were stacked up with vials, beakers, Bunsen burners, and chemical containers.

"Wow...can you imagine what Lorn could do with all of this stuff?" Nemie said, looking around in awe.

"Yeah, that would be awesome, but let's concentrate on the task at hand. Where's the main database?"

Nemie scanned the computers and her face brightened. "There!"

"Good." Anai slid into the chair in front of the console Nemie indicated. "I'll get the disk, you stand watch."

Nemie nodded and went to stand just inside the door.

Anai's fingers worked over the keyboard quickly and her eyes skimmed the file names that popped up on the screen. Finally, she found what she was looking for.

"Ah-ha! I got it!" She reached up to grab the quarter-sized disk that slid out of the drive.
Tucking it into the pouch on her belt, she got up and started to join Nemie at the door. But something caught her eye.

Turning, Anai saw a door in the corner that she hadn't noticed before. It was the same as the first door, metal and seamless, but this one had the words "No Admittance" printed on it in large black letters.

"I wonder what's in there." She said to herself.

"Anai, what are you doing?" Nemie asked, watching as her sister moved toward the back door.

"I want to see where this goes."

"Wait for me!"

The twins broke into the room the same way they had gotten into the lab. Like the lab, the second room had no lights on. This one, though, had an eerie green shadow stretched across everything.

"Lights on." Anai said softly, overwhelmed by the feeling she got. It was indescribable; almost like she was in the presence of a ghost. A chill ran up her spine, but nothing compared to the sensation she felt when the lights came on and she could see clearly.

A large tube like the ones the Renegades had back at headquarters hung from the ceiling, filled with the same bubbly green liquid. But this one had something...someone in it.

Taking a closer look, Anai gasped. Nemie recognized the figure too...if only from old pictures and vivid descriptions.

It was a man, seemingly resting in suspended animation. Floating in the tube, he wore no clothes, but he had an oxygen mask over his mouth and nose and hoses connected to his arms and legs. He was short in stature and stocky in build with large, taut muscles. His chest, slowly rising and falling with shallow breaths, was deeply scarred from past battles. His face, even in "sleep" was hard and unforgiving. Tall, wild black hair drifted in the liquid.

"V-Vegeta?" Nemie whispered hoarsely.

"But...how? He's been dead for thirty years." Anai managed to say.

"It has to be Vegeta. I mean, look at him. You can see Trunks's features in his face. And...that hair. It just has to be him!"

"How in Kami's name did they do this? Is it a clone?"

Nemie shook her head slowly, never taking her eyes off the man. "It couldn't be...a clone wouldn't have scars."

Anai blinked a few times and snapped out of her awe. She spun to face her sister. "Do you realize what this means? The Army can bring people back from the dead! It's amazing!"

"And unbelievably bad for us."

"What?" Anai tilted her head in confusion. "How so?"

"Think about it, Anai. Why would Ryukin want to bring back a past warrior from the dead?"

Anai thought for a moment before she answered with wide eyes. "The same reason he'd want to create baby Saiyans. To recruit a staggeringly powerful being to do his dirty work."

"And what better choice than the almighty Prince of Saiyans?" Nemie nodded. "It makes sense. Vegeta was the most brutal Z Fighter; of course he'd make a great soldier. It would take just the right lie from the General to get Vegeta to fight on their side."

Anai got that hard, determined look in her eyes. "We've got to get him out of here."

"Are you crazy?! How would we do that and still be able to escape in one piece? And besides, if the Army is regenerating him, he may not be totally stable." Nemie argued.

"Well, check and see if he is." Anai gave Nemie that stony stare. "We can't afford to leave him here and let the Army go through with their plans." When Nemie just stared back and didn't move, Anai sighed. "Master Trunks risked his life for us in a situation almost exactly like this. Who are we to turn away from his father who needs us?"

Nemie's set shoulders slumped and she went to check Vegeta's status file. She leaned over the black screen on the ledge in front of Vegeta's tube. She tapped a few buttons and brightly colored lines appeared on the screen. Nemie read over the information quickly.

"His heartbeat and breathing are stable...barely," Nemie glanced at Anai, "but his ki power is almost nonexistent."

"So he's safe to move."

"Yes but...being without his ki power, his essential life force, for so long, he'll be in a comatose state."

Anai scratched her head in thought. "Well...maybe Silva will be able to help him."

"That's a big maybe."

Anai slouched against the wall. "We don't have time to argue about this, Nemie. We've got to get out of here and soon." She paused. "Break him out."

"Anai, I don't think--"

"I said, break him out. That's an order."

Nemie gritted her teeth. "Okay, okay." She looked up at the giant capsule and shook her head before kicking the base of it with all her might. The glass shattered and green liquid spilled out onto the floor. Vegeta, still hooked up to the oxygen tank, limply slid out of the huge hole at the bottom of the tube.

Immediately, a shrill siren screamed.

"Kuso! We set off an alarm!" Nemie shouted.

Anai ripped the oxygen mask off of Vegeta, who began to cough and sputter. She grabbed a white lab coat that hung on a peg by the door and wrapped him in it. She picked him up easily and slung him over her shoulder.

She turned to Nemie. "We gotta fly."

"We can't go out the back way with him."

"I know. That means our only exit is the front door."

Nemie grinned. "Cool."

As the twins ran out of the labs at full speed, Nemie flipped on her comm-link.

"Ren?"

"We're here, Nemie. Sounds like you two got sloppy."

"Yeah, we hit an alarm. Look, we've got a passenger, so we're coming out the front way."

"A passenger?"

"I'll explain later. Just cover the entrance and cut us a path." Nemie darted around a corner, a ki blast ready just in case they ran into trouble.

"Gotcha."

"See you when we get out there."

"Over and out."

Anai and Nemie skidded to a stop when they spotted a large group of soldiers running towards them.

"Too many to fight." Anai said. "Nemie, can you..."

"Way ahead of you." Nemie balled her hands into fists close to her waist, charging a special technique that she called a Shatter Burst. When the energy was high enough, she brought her hands up in front of her face, wrists crossed and fingers curled. A large bright yellow orb formed in her palms. With a loud cry, she released the ball and it rushed toward the oncoming troops. Right before it struck the group, Nemie jerked her hands down and the blast shattered into dozens of smaller bursts that exploded on contact.

The fighters screamed; the few that were still standing backed away. Nemie flew towards them and quickly took them out with kicks and punches.

"Come on Anai! We gotta go!"

Anai flew after Nemie, down the many halls in the direction of the front entrance.

They both stopped short when they went through a doorway and found themselves in the War Hall, the main room in the Army base. Waiting for them was an entire platoon of warriors and a dozen or so large, black, purple, red and orange dogs with haunting blank eyes. Hellhounds.

Anai cursed and got ready for the attack. But none came.

Then someone stepped out in front of the mass. It was a woman, nearly eight feet tall, with wild navy blue hair and eyes that glinted a hundred different colors. Her skin was dark and her muscles bulged beneath maroon armor. Two pendants with gold flames on her shoulders attached to a jet-black cape. Pichu, Ryukin's second in command and creator of the Hellhounds.

Pichu chuckled with that sinister voice. "It seems you've found our little gladiator. It's a pity you spoiled the surprise. We were hoping to spring him on you in battle soon."

"Shut up Pichu. You talk to much." Nemie snapped.

Pichu raised an eyebrow. "Really? Well, how about I stop talking and kill you two."

"Sounds like a plan to me." Anai replied, setting Vegeta carefully on the ground and stepping forward. She barely glanced at Nemie and the white-haired Saiyan nodded.

Together, they let out a shout as both their power levels raised dramatically. Yellow auras surrounded them and a transformation took place. Their muscles swelled, their eyes turned emerald green and their hair, spiking out in all directions, became gold.

"Oh, I'm scared now." Pichu said in mock fear. "I'd better run away from the big scary Super Saiyans." She practically spat the last word.

Anai curled her lip as she dropped back into a fighting stance. She cupped her hands together close to her waist.

"KAAAMEEEEHAAAAMEEEEHAAAAA!" She thrust her hands forward and let loose with an extremely powerful blast. A giant yellow ball spiraled from her palms into the group of soldiers, who scattered as quickly as they could. The explosion swallowed a handful of fighters and one or two hellhounds.

"Ren!" Nemie barked into her comm-link, "We need backup, right now!"

"We've kinda got our hands full outside, Nemie." Ren answered distractedly.

"Pichu showed up, Ren. We can't do this on our own."

He cursed. "We'll try to get through. Just hang on as long as you can."

"Right. Over and out." Nemie shot up into the air and extended her hands. She let loose with a wild Renzoku Energy Dan, the rapid machine gun blasts blowing up everything in sight. It wasn't enough, though. With a half angry, half-exhilarated cry, she plummeted straight down into the fray, quickly getting lost in the mad kicking and punching.

Somehow, the sisters ended up fighting back to back.

Anai called over her shoulder to Nemie. "You finally got your fight, sis. Happy?"

"You could say that." Nemie flashed her reckless smile. "What about you? Having a good time?"

Anai clotheslined a soldier before she answered. "I guess. It'd be better if the others were helping us out. Where are they?"

As if on cue, a chunk of the wall erupted inward and Lorn flew in on his giant dragon wings. Ren, Silva, Kyris and Mercay were right behind.

"Hey guys!" Nemie shouted, back-flipping to avoid being kicked, "Come join the party!"

"We would, Nemie, but the host sucks." Ren replied, throwing a few energy blasts into the group. "Let's get out of here!"

"Wait!" Anai pushed through the wall of Dark Warriors to Vegeta's body. She scooped him up and bolted for the hole in the wall. Nemie was right behind her.

"Renegades! Retreat!" Anai flew as fast as she possibly could away from the Army compound, clutching Vegeta, still wrapped in a coat, close to her.