Golden Elite

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Don’t own DBZ blah blah blah, fuck’n, blah…


Summary: The Golden Elite is a prosperous organization that fulfills everyone’s needs and desires. From new prototypes of ship-crafts to assassination, if you want it Golden Elite will provide it, for the right price of course. However things are going to heat up when their archrival, Black Anarchy, finally finds the means to bring The Golden Elite to their knees…many pairing, but mainly Trunks/OC.



“I’m going to kill those monkeys,” Bulma growled frustrated, as she finished loading her equipment into the truck. Chichi shook her head at her best friend while she loaded her things as well.

“What did Vegiita and Kakarott do this time?” Chichi sighed picking up some cameras and placing them in the pick-up. She then turned to the blue hair woman. Bulma wore a tight sleeveless emerald ankle length dress. Running up both sides were a spit that stopped at her upper thigh. She topped the incredible outfit off with knee high leather boots. Her shoulder length hair was blowing freely in the wind. But her features were angry and above all she look annoyed. Though, Chichi could say the same about herself. Their trip had been long and exhausting.

“They actually let the Council talk them into killing Kaioshin. And put Trunks and Gohan on the mission nonetheless,” she said whirling around to face Chichi, placing her hands on her hips. “No matter what the idiots say, Kaioshin can be of service to us.”

“Well then, they most know something we don’t,” Chichi, said getting into the truck. She waited for Bulma to climb in as she started the engine. “We will just have to wait and see.”

“Whatever, at least you have a sensible mate to talk to,” she grunted angrily, crossing her arms over her chest. “I on the other hand have to deal with the devil himself.”

Chichi laughed lightly and pulled up to the exports building where Gohan was waiting. He got in slamming the door. Chichi studied him in the rear view mirror. Gohan looked more pissed off then Bulma. She wondered why? Driving off Chichi was in a hurry to get back to the base-their home. They weave through cars as they headed up the countryside. Their base was located in a remote part of the planet. It was surround by lavish forest aountountains. Very low key and discreet.

After two hours of driving they finally pulled up to the gate. She came to a stop and gave her access code to the guard on duty. Chichi became annoyed at the slow pace he was working at. As the gate opened she sped pass driving straight for the main entrance. When they got there the group got out of the car demanding the working crew to unload their things.

Bulma headed for conference room A where Vegiita normally was. There was no doubt in her mind the monkey already assigned Trunks to the mission. The thought made her even angrier. Chichi and Gohan looked at her knowingly. Sighing Chichi placed her hand on Bulma shoulder.

“Calm down,” Chichi replied as Bulma turned to her. “Yelling at him will only make it worse.”

“Who said I was going to yell?” Bulma said, angrily shrugging Chichi’s hand off. “I going to rip his tail off and shove it down his throat.” Gohan winced wrapping his tail firmly around his waist.

“Yeah right,” Chichi countered as they neared the elevator. “You and what army?”

“Chichi,” Bulma sighed already defeated. “I don’t know. I guess I’m not comfortable about Trunks being assign to the mission. I just don’t want him to get hurt. Kaioshin is a pretty hard opponent.”

“Well,” Chichi said pushing her code into the panel then getting into the elevator. She knew what Bulma was going through. But that was part of the job. Especial when your son was a high-ranking assassin. “I don’t think they would give him something that he couldn’t handle.”

“Yeah,” Gohan said as he entered the elevator himself. He looked at Bulma reassuringly. “Besides, I’m captain of the crew. I wouldn’t let anything happen to him.”

“You better not,” Bulma mumbled still angry. For the rest of the way they walked in silence. When they reached the operations sector Gohan went off to find Trunks and Tabion. While the woman walked onto the conference room. As they reach the door someone to sign some papers briefly stopped them. Bulma open the doors when they were done. Just as predicted Vegiita along with Kakarott were going over some forms. Bulma scowled as she met Vegiita’s eyes. He smirked at her as she narrowed her eyes at him. Kakarott stood up from his seat and pulled Chichi into his arms. As they hugged Bulma made her way to Vegiita, throwing herself in an empty seat next to him.

“So how did the mission go?” Kakarott asked releasing Chichi from his embrace.

“Fine,” Bulma and Chichi said in unisons.

“I take it you hear about Trunks next mission?” Vegiita asked, though it sounded more like a statement. Bulma looked at him sighing, she still couldn’t believe how well he knew her.

“Who cares?” She snapped. “What’s done is done.”

“Right,” he chuckled hiking an eyebrow at her. He would defiantly have to talk with her later. Vegiita knew Bulma was angry. If left that way she tends to get destructive.

“Anyway,” Kakarott said advise to Bulma’s mood. “The Council have another job for us. This one is a good one too. So that means we need the mega amegamega teams ready? Since Trunks and Gohan already have their mission, Vegiita and me will be handling this personally. The delta team is on stand by as we speak. That means you two are the only ones left to brief. So this is it, the Panthers are our target, our mission is to…”

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“Don’t you think Popo has been acting nervous and edgy lately,” Councilman Kami asked his companion after a meeting. He and Roshai walked down the disserted hallway leading back to their personal offices.

“I thought I was the only one that noticed it,” Roshai replied running a hand over his baldhead. “Why do you think he suggested a free-lancer to do the Kaioshin mission?”

“I would have asked him myself, if he didn’t take off before the meeting was over,” Kami sighed. Both Council members thought that Councilman Popo was acting strange. But, either of them could place a finger on what it was. Roshai opened the door to their joint office. It was spacious, though dark with shadows. The room looked more like a big conference room if not for the three separate offices, divided by glass walls.

“He looked pretty pale when we agreed to put Sandman and the Taker on it already,” Roshai said. “I don’t know why? I have no doubt Trunks and Gohan can take care of it.”

“I know,” Kami replied low and a little worried. “Anyway, When do the Dark Judge and Cold Fire leave for their mission?”

“In two days, maybe three,” Roshai grunted angrily as they head to Kami’s section of the office. “I know, don’t look at me that way. They want to investigate their opponents further.”

“It’s those woman they’re mated to,” Kami said annoyed, opening the door to his office. “I remember when our reports were enough.”

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The night was cold and a little blacker then usually. Though she wasn’t really paying attention. Her mind was on her upcoming mission. It was the last one before she joined the assassins’ organization. Sweeping her purple-crimson eyes to the moon she sighed heavily. Her wavy, burgundy hair danced with the wind as it carried a cold breeze passed her. All she ever wanted to do was join that damn organization, The Golden Elites. But that meant compromising her freedom. She would have to take orders and could not pick her own missions anymore. However, the perks were worth it.

Walking into a dark ally, she headed far to the back and then turned left. It leaded down another series of connecting allies. But she didn’t have to go far until she spotted a dark figure standing under a broken lamp. He wore an gre grey trench coat and a black hat to counsel his identity. She snorted at his attempted to be discreet. The man was known for putting himself out there. Stopping three feet away from him she crossed her arms over her chest and narrowed her eyes.

“Bo Jack, why the hell are you in that getup?” she hissed.

“I have a very extensive reputation on this planet,” he chuckled. “Anyway, here’s the file for the mission.” He then passed her a disk. “I know you\'re familiar with that bitch Kibito, and Kaioshin.”

“Yea,” She said tucking the disk away.

“Make sure they suffer,” Bo-Jack laughed eerily as he vanished into the night.

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