(Sometime later)
As the sun started to rise higher and higher into the sky behind the light veil of cloud cover, the gears inside the Capsule Corp main building that were its facilities and factory floor had begun to turn, as one after the other, members of the main crew began arriving for the morning rush. At around this time, the dining room inside the key structure had become the most occupied space in the entire estate, as a majority of the Z-fighters there had turned out for a serving of Mrs. Briefs' delicious breakfast. Videl, Goten, Chi-Chi, Lime and Piccolo were among the distinct few who'd come down to share in a quick meal, before they planned on returning to their previous stations to carry on whatever it was that they'd been doing beforehand.
With all this commotion going on over in the lounge, a little further up the corridor and away from the structure's main facilities, the Gravity Room was playing host to the likes of Vegeta and Zangya. Just like yesterday, the two of them were engaged in a vigorous spar inside the blast-proof, energy-proof simulation area, where they both took turns in beating the living daylights out of one another until one of them decided to call it quits. Unlike her reckless spat that took place in the late evening of the day beforehand, the orange haired Hera put up a much better fight against the Prince of all Saiyans, who in turn managed to get the workout he was expecting from the powerful Z-fighter.
The rest of their family and friends left the two of them to their own devices. Even Goten and Trunks were so occupied with their exquisite and bountiful breakfast that they completely disregarded the training session going on between their two seniors. They, like the rest of their peers, were perfectly content gorging on the offerings the woman of the house had so generously made for them.
So as the Briefs family and their staff gradually got themselves ready for a day of hard work and personal development, one other person that was not a part of their institute was also preparing for what she hoped was going to be an easy assignment.
Just outside Capsule Corp's main building, on the main road running adjacent to the world renowned corporation, a long white sedan operating on a hovering system pulled up to the curb directly alongside the estate's entrance. Engine revving as its pilot lowered the vehicle onto its landing pads, the side door directly behind the driver's seat opened up and deposited the passenger it was transporting onto the footpath. Showing a bit of leg as she pulled herself out of the vehicle, a young, beautiful, raven haired woman with a mole on her left cheek, wearing a white lab coat and a purple suit and skirt underneath, stood up alongside the car and scanned her surroundings.
Adjusting the pair of square spectacles she was also wearing, the enchanting woman then glanced back inside the car she'd stepped out of and nodded to her companions watching her.
"You boys can head on home. Don't wait up for me," the woman instructed.
The two men, who were also suited up and dressed neatly for the occasion, revealed themselves to be a middle-aged man wearing a driver's cap with a bit of a stubble on his chin and a male, anthropomorphic boar-man, with a single broken tusk and armed with an 12-Gauge auto loading shotgun. Both dressed in black and white suits, the woman's lackeys nodded back to their leader, who smirked confidently at them in kind.
"Will do, ma'am," the driver replied, at the same time tipping his hat to her while his hybrid-animal companion rotated in his seat to face the front. "Best of luck."
Shutting the door behind her, the raven haired woman then watched the car lift into the air and take off down the road at cruising speed. As soon as she saw it round the furthest corner, the fit female in the doctor's garb made an about face and ambled towards Capsule Corp's main building.
Passing through the entrance with her hands in her pockets, the curvaceous female in glasses flashed the attendant behind the desk her company identification tag. When the woman sitting at the check-in station saw it, she waved the staff member on through, while also signaling the security guards and roots up ahead that she was one of theirs. As soon as she strolled by the two armed men and two security drones in uniform, the raven haired worker then began making her way through the complex, her stylish heels clapping against the tiled floor and echoing throughout the labyrinth of a science factory.
Completely ignoring the building's central garden in favor of the hallways, the visitor made her way to the far wing of the edifice, making her way up two flights of stairs and at the same time passing employees left and right. Being sure to salute the 'coworkers' she ended up crossing paths with, the woman then reached into her coat pocket and pulled out a touch phone from inside. Swiping it with her thumb, she then scrolled over the information she had waiting and ready for her, and double-checked the map that she had uploaded into the device. The GPS system gave her an ideal picture of the entire complex and worked out her location right down to the exact centimeter.
"Okay… I'm getting closer to the medical wing in the upper levels. I just need to get passed the big shots," the raven haired woman thought, knowing full well that even though she'd been able to get by the first lines of defense, there would be some question as to whether she was allowed access into the more restricted areas.
There was an incredibly strong possibility that the managerial staff at the corporation, most notably the heads of the board and the general founders of the corporation, would know the faces of all the workers that were allowed in that area. Since they were also looking after one of their own in this area of the building and were likely sectioning it off solely for the members of their group and organization, the security in the area would also be pretty tight. This meant that she would have to bump up her disguise if she intended to access this area.
It was a good thing she was perfectly equipped to handle the situation…
Not to mention it came as some stroke of luck when the woman passed by two of the people who just so happened to be mentioned in the list of individuals to be on the lookout for.
Coming down the same corridor, possibly on their way to one of the recreation rooms, the raven haired woman in the lab coat saw Lime and Erasa heading her way. Recognizing them as people who were associated with her target, the good doctor lowered her head and adjusted her spectacles as she moved around them. At the same time, the new arrival managed to catch wind of the conversation the two youngsters were having.
"Do you think we should let Sharpener and the others know what's going on over here?" Lime asked her blonde friend, nodding to the raven haired employee when they made eye contact. "I'm pretty sure they're just as worried about Gohan as we are."
"Yeah. I've been meaning to text them yesterday about Gohan's condition, but I've been so worried over how he's doing I just plain forgot," Erasa replied, while at the same time taking a look at her mobile. "The reception in this building is so funky. In one part I'm getting no bars at all, but as soon as I hit an area with windows, I suddenly have a full set. What is up with that?"
"It must have something to do with the way this building is designed. I think they made it this way so that we can't operate telecommunications devices around places where they either have patients or sensitive equipment lying around," the brown haired girl replied, shrugging at her upperclassman in a slightly impressed manner. "If you ask me, I think that's a pretty useful system."
"Hm. You got a good point there," the chirpy blonde remarked, breathing a heavy sigh as she then looked at her friend in concern. "Are you sure it's okay to leave Gohan-kun alone? I mean… after hearing what Videl and Chi-Chi had to say about his dad and what happened to him… I… well… I think you know why I'm worrying so much."
It was this anxious segment in the girl's words that had Lime smile and pat her classmate on the arm, "It's alright, Erasa. I'm sure Gohan will be fine without us for a little while. Doctor Yusa said his condition has gotten better and that he just needs some space. Since he's taken him off the oxygen mask, I think the best thing we can do now is to not crowd around him and just give him some time to breathe."
Erasa smiled back at her friend in an agreeable manner. "Yeah. Gohan never really was comfortable around large crowds. I guess we can do what the doctor says and stay off guard duty for a bit."
"I think he was also getting a little bit edgy at the number of people who were hanging around his room," Lime added with a troubled look falling over her face. "The patients he normally works with on a daily basis probably don't have large groups of love-struck school girls and aliens sleeping in the same room as them."
"When you put it like that, I can see why he's…"
As their voices faded down the corridor, the raven haired doctor in the coat watched through her peripheral vision as the pair ambled out of sight and out of earshot. The moment they rounded the bend and the woman saw she was once again alone in the corridor, after checking to make sure there weren't any cameras, the doctor then focused on the path ahead and, with a wide grin on her face, suddenly underwent a startling transformation.
Her form shimmering like a mirage on the road, a ring of gold suddenly fell over her, encompassing her entire body and moving down towards the floor. As it descended over her frame, her bewitching, raven haired form was suddenly replaced by the golden locks and outfit of one of the two girls who'd walked passed her just a few seconds ago. By the time the golden ring reached her feet, her entire body had been transformed into an exact copy of Erasa, complete with her enchanting smile and glamorous blue eyes.
Black sandals clapping against the tiled floor, the newly transformed blonde imposter casually strolled down the hallway, without any further need to avoid security or any other curious onlookers. She merely nodded to the one or two staff members she passed on the way over to the medical wing, in which she also ended up traipsing by the corridor leading down to the dining hall. A few short minutes later, the teen doppelganger arrived at the entrance to what she quickly identified as the room containing Son Gohan.
Checking her map to confirm that she was in the right location, the blonde then waited outside for a moment, looking around to see if the area was clear. While she was waiting with her hands behind her back, the girl then saw the entrance to the room open and Doctor Yusa step through with his nose buried in his writing pad. When he looked up, he saw Erasa straighten up with a start and look back at him with a concerned expression.
"How is he, doc? Is Gohan alright?"
The man in the long white coat smiled warmly and nodded, "He's doing fine, miss. There are no problems with the medicine and his heart rate has gone back down to normal. The patient's just sleeping now."
Running a hand through her short, blonde hair and exhaling in relief, the teen gave the professional a meek smile. "Do you… think I can go in and see him?"
Considering it for a moment, Yusa nodded and stepped to the side, "If it's just you, then there shouldn't be any problems. Just make it quick… and try not to make too much noise when you're in there, alright? We don't want to wake him."
"Yes," Erasa nodded affirmatively, watching as the capable surgeon turned heel and left the room, heading predictably towards his office nearby. The girl waited until the man was well and truly out of sight and, after seeing his coat disappear around the corner, a serious look quickly overtook her cheerful disposition. Upon which she scanned the immediate block.
Over her eyes, a tiny hologram came up with the results: No other life signs detected.
Sensing no one, the blonde then peered inside to see if there were any of the notorious Z-fighters hiding around. But when she picked up no other ki signature on her radar, 'Erasa' then eased her way into the chamber and shut the door behind her.
Locking it for extra incentive and cutting out the light of the window-lit hallway behind her, the blonde girl strolled across the room and towards the bed concealed by the hospital curtains. Gently nudging them aside, the uninvited guest to the company quickly spotted her target lying unconscious under the sheets, plugged into an IV, with a slightly pained expression on his face.
Quietly approaching his side, the blonde then stood directly over his head, looking down at him from above like a hungry predator stalking a cornered mouse. Watching him breathe raggedly for several seconds and noticing the telltale signs of sweat trickle down his forehead, the blonde teenager then allowed an amused giggle to escape her sinister grin. As soon as she did, the same shimmering effect from earlier encompassed her entire body, followed by another golden ring that descended from her head to the balls of her feet.
Her true form soon revealed itself to be none other than Hasky. Unlike the beautiful dress she had on last night, the master thief and infiltrator was now adorned in a full-body, black jumpsuit that hugged at her curvaceous figure, starting from the tips of her toes and went right up to where the juncture of her jaw line met her neck.
This was no ordinary piece of clothing though. Despite its similar look to the spandex Vegeta wore on a daily basis, this skintight suit had a very metallic appearance to it and reflected the light in a manner reminiscent of a suit of armor. It looked as though it had a scaly texture to it as well, similar to what you would find on a chameleon or a reptile, only this blended in with the grayscale of the uniform. Her entire suit was covered in red neon lines that bent at perfect ninety degree angles, which bore a strong resemblance to cuneiform lettering and hieroglyphics. What's more, her forearms, wrists, feet, chest, upper back, and shoulders were shielded by golden plates of metal similar to the pieces on a knight's armor; only these were fitted to her body, ideal for flexible movement, and were sleek in their design.
It was an impressive piece of hardware. Based on its unique properties and futuristic design elements, it was obviously this jacked-up jumpsuit that gave the woman her unique shape shifting abilities.
Dropping the veil encasing her body, Hasky breathed a gentle sigh and flicked her hair back. "So… this is the boy that my boss has been so interested in lately? Hmm…" Tilting her head down at him, the assassin clicked her tongue and grinned mischievously. "He certainly is a handsome young man. Given his build and fitness levels, I bet he'd do pretty well in the sack. If I'd met him out on the streets over on South Side I would have gladly asked him out for a drink. Such a waste."
Shaking her head sadly, the woman then raised her left hand into the air and concentrated for a moment. In the blink of an eye, photons of golden light gathered above her palm before forming into a spear of light. The sheen of energy faded shortly afterwards and, from the shroud of electrons, a golden lance, a Doru, dropped into her waiting hand. Gripping the three meter long weapon tightly, she pointed the bladed end down at the sleeping boy and aimed it directly over his chest.
An apologetic smile pulled across her lips. "Sorry about this, but my client has ordered me to take your life. Since I'm being paid an eight figure sum for the completion of this mission, I'm obligated to follow through on his request. It's nothing personal. Well…" A chuckle left her mouth, which quickly took on a sinister grin. "Maybe it is a little." Arm tightening and the red lines on her suit glowing menacingly, the woman cocked back the spear and thrust it downwards in a single, decisive swing. "Say hi to your dad for me, handsome."
A loud thud echoed throughout the room and it looked as though Gohan was as good as gone; perishing with a lance through his chest.
However, just when it seemed like she'd struck gold, Hasky blinked in surprise when she saw the end of her lance was hovering just an inch above the center of her target's chest, with the length of her weapon being held in the vice-like grip of an enormous hand. Baffled, she then tracked the hand to its arm and, following it up to its owner, she found herself confronted by the hulking form of Android 16, who'd dashed through the bed's curtains and reached out to stop the woman from killing the bedridden demi-Saiyan just in time.
Looking at the scene from a distance, Gohan was just an inch from having three meters of staff shoved through his heart.
Arm shaking as she attempted to push the spear through, Hasky continued to glare up at the hulking, red haired man with the Mohawk, who stared right back at her with an equally intense expression.
The woman clicked her tongue irritably when her weapon failed to budge. "You have a lot of nerve… jumping in and grabbing my lance without my permission. Who do you think you are?"
At first unable to believe her attack had been stopped by, the blonde then began wondering how on earth she could've missed such a big figure standing over by the wall. With that hair style and his heavyset build, there was no way her scanners could've missed him.
The answer soon came to her moments later when she realized that the 'person' standing directly alongside her was in fact a military cyborg, and that his presence did not register on any of her equipment.
This realization was made even more apparent when the demi-Saiyan's savior began to speak. "Your bio-signature has been suppressed by a particle-based spatial interference field being generated by a mark twenty one quantum interface device built into your suit's diaphragm. This enabled you to evade detection from the energy sensitive denizens of this household. Despite your attempt to circumvent the security stationed in this sector, your unauthorized entry into this space failed to take into account my presence in this facility. It is how I detected you and allowed me to interfere with your actions. A poor error in judgment would be the most logical answer."
After looking the man over, Hasky smirked. "I'm going to venture a guess that you're the Android 16 model Bulma Briefs has been building from Doctor Gero's blueprints over the last couple of years. I had no idea you were even in the room."
Seeming ignoring the woman's remarks, Android 16 frowned. "Your presence in this chamber and the formation of the weapon you currently have in your possession indicates you intend to harm this boy." The robotic giant then pulled the woman's lance away from Gohan's chest, a struggle that was marked by a noticeable trembling of their limbs as the assassin attempted to resist. "That is something I cannot allow. You are trespassing on private property. I must ask you to leave."
Fighting back against the robot's shockingly strong arm, the golden haired woman grinned, "And what if I said 'no'?"
Android 16's grip around her lance tightened, causing the metal to creak, "I will be forced to detain you… and your data link will be terminated."
"Would you like to try?" Hasky asked, narrowing her eyes challengingly on her foe as the lines on her suit started to glow again. "Because I'm going to tell you right now that you're in no way equipped to tackle somebody of my caliber. Your endoskeleton's design is seven years out of date… an obsolete model. If you think you can take me on and come out of this fight in one piece, then you may as well start taking yourself apart right now."
Processing the woman's words at computer speed, the cyborg stared at her in unnerving silence. A few seconds later, the cyborg frowned, "Are you refusing to stand down?"
Hasky grinned, "I think you and I both know the answer to that question, big boy."
Eyes flashing a dangerous red, Android 16 furrowed his brow and snarled with a metallic groan, "Response acknowledged. Commencing data link termination…"
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