Subject: [FFML] [rev. self insert][dark][bughunt3][ds/r.5/tm/db]
From: Catbert25@aol.com
Date: 1/14/1999, 7:31 PM
To: ffml@fanfic.com
CC: Zetra3@aol.com

Bug Hunt part 3.

	Goku sat at the breakfast table and ate his meal in less than a minute. He
then reached into a rather large bag containing various fruits and began to
work at them quickly. He was done in less than five minutes and simply leaned
back on his chair happily.
	Ranma sat across and watched in awe as Son Goku ate. Tenchi leaned over after
a few moments of his own staring and spoke. "He's worse than you Ranma! I'd
never thought I'd see it."
	He recieved a punch to the face and fell back off his chair. "God what a
pig," said Ranma as she turned to finish her own breakfast.
	"Who are you to talk," muttered Tenchi as he recovered. Ranma kicked him in
the face without stopping her meal.

	"So how long you in for?" asked Tenchi as he walked over to Goku during a
break in the training. They had been at it since six in the morning and Goku
felt better than he ever had. The training itself was unimpressive. Mostly
basic exercise and weight lifting to get him and the others accustomed to
their newfound power. It also gave them time to adjust to their new
personality traits. The fact that they had no idea about their opponents
whereabouts didn't help matters much.
	"In for?" asked Goku in confusion.
	"Sorry, it was a joke," said Tenchi with a smirk.
	"Oh," said Goku looking more confused than ever.
	"So who were you before Goku moved in?" asked Ranma as she walked up behind
them and tapped Goku on his forehead playfully.
	"John Corder, I was a programer for a company called I-tech. I went to school
with Curtis since about the third grade," answered Goku after a moment of
thought. "I should probably tell them I got a new job."
	"Really? Your not military?" asked Tenchi in surprise.
	"Nope, Curtis sort of tricked me into it; it's OK though, I don't mind,"
replied the man as he sat on a bench. "What about you two?"
	"Bob Stanson, I was US Navy, a Seal; I had just signed up when they sent me
here fresh out of AIT*." said Tenchi with a proud grin. 
	"How about you?" asked Goku as he nodded towards Ranma. She frowned slightly.
	"Mary Strain, I was a secretary at the front desk. The other units forced
this on me when they escaped and tried to get me to follow them," she said
this with a sort of wistful look and took out a small photo from her wallet.
She gazed on it longingly.
	Vegita's voice rang in hear head as if he was standing next to her. She could
still see him standing over her after the pain stopped, smiling at her with
that confident smirk he had developed; Her coworkers were laying around the
room dead and the flames licked at the walls as the other units continued to
clean up the remaining employees.
	"Come with us, I have given you power beyond your imagination," he said as he
gazed at her with his strange new eyes; eyes devoid of the loving kindness
that was once there; Only the cold darkness of death could be seen. She
remembers only running after that moment she didn't know where she was and
didn't care; after she collapsed she awoke with Curtis. He had looked at her
with such pity and sadness in his eyes.
	Goku looked at the photo in mild curiosity. On it was a pretty young blonde
woman, very feminine. Her hair flowed gently down her shoulders and her blue
eyes looked so soft and gentle. She was dressed in a sun dress and hat;
smiling warmly and standing in a field near the base, he could see it in the
background vaguely.
	"Who's that? An old coworker?" he asked quietly.
	"Who I used to be," she replied as she placed it back in her wallet. "Now get
away from me you perverts! Stop trying to hit on me, I ain't available ya
know!"
	Tenchi grabbed Goku and gently pulled him away. "Don't worry about her, she's
tougher now and she'll attack us if we say anything more," 
	"I know, she's a lot like Ranma I suppose; always trying to hide how she
really feels with her mouth," said Goku as he glanced back at her.
	"You know Ranma?" asked Tenchi suddenly.
	"Sure he does, one of the reasons I picked him is the fact that he's so
familiar with the characters," said a voice from the doorway.
	Ranma turned away from him and started her workout again. "What's with her?"
asked Goku.
	"She blames Curtis for all of this," answered Tenchi a little angrily.
	"And rightly so I might add," said Curtis as he walked over to Goku. Tenchi
glanced at him and returned to his own training.
	"What about him?" asked Goku indicating Tenchi's reaction.
	"Same problem, just not nearly as much as Ranma does. I take full
responcibility for all of this. If it wasn't for my little fanboy games I
would have had the most important discovery of the twentieth century under my
belt. I suppose I still do; but it will be remembered as an instrument of
death, not as a cure for paralysis as it should have been," he hung his head
and watched the others. 
	"You may not like this, but the personality traits were much stronger on the
other unit's than yours. I was just playing around with the programs; they
were never meant for human use. I never though it was as strong as it was. I
just..." said Curtis as he began to breath heavily and sob.
	"You mean..." said Goku in shock.
	"The other units have almost total personality conversion. Ranma's programing
was only ninety percent complete, but Tenchi and the others were total. The
only reason Musaki stayed was because his personality is totally loyal. He was
a real creep before, a hardass. Just ask Ranma, she can tell you all about
it," sobbed Curtis pathetically.
	"I don't think I need to; but Curtis, think about it would you? This would
have happened no matter what you did," said Goku as he put a comforting arm
around his friend.
	"Huh?" said Curtis as he recovered slightly.
	"If the programs are as strong as you say, what would have happened to the
monkeys?" asked Goku with a frown.
	"Oh, god! I never..." gasped Curtis in shock.
	"That was always your biggest problem Curt, You have a brilliant mind,
really; but you never think things through," said Goku with a sigh as he shook
his head.
	Curtis just sat and watched the others train for a moment. "I guess your
right, that's why I liked you so much. You were always there for me when I
screwed up. We made a great team," said Curtis as he calmed himself down and
stood.
	"Maybe we can again?" said Goku as he watched him walk towards the door.
	"That's what I'm counting on," was the reply.
	Goku sat and thought about the whole mess before he stood and walked over to
his companions. "I'll help you sort through this mess the best I can old
friend, but I'm afraid that I may not be enough this time. I have a feeling we
may only be able to pull damage control on this one."

	Saffron stood in the darkened room and smiled at the two faces watching him
with hard and unfazed eyes. His wings stretched and folded behind his back
absently as a projector shot a photo of a building on the wall. Herb sat with
her arms crossed and an indifferent gaze on the wall as her companion pointed
at the blueprints projected; beside her Ryoga simply stared onward with his
vacant and angry stare. He polished the umbrella handle in his lap carefully
and tugged at his bandannas in anticipation.
	"This is the building, it's a retrieval misson so casualties should be low.
Ryoga will run point man on this operation to try to take out as much
opposition as possible before we move in. The training center is on the
opposite side of the complex but our timetable is still low. All of us have
achieved flight level so we shouldn't take more than a few minutes to get in
and out. We don't want to be detected until the acquisition is made," said the
bird man as he glared at the two seemingly unattentive soldiers before him.
	"What's the target? That's all we need to know," said Ryoga calmly.
	"Mr. Hibiki, I am well aware of your program parameters, the only reason Herb
is with us is in case you lose your way. If that happens I can't promise a low
body count. I don't really see why you are so concerned about that seeing as
our goal is total world domination," said Saffron with a sort of smirk
appearing on his face. "Your powers focus mainly on your own defense; and so
you are the lead man in this mission."
	"Whatever, I want this kept as clean as possible all right? You don't have to
agree with me, but those are the conditions of my staying with you. You can go
nuts on your own missions," growled the Hibiki boy as he put his self-
constructed steel umbrella back together.
	"I remind you that Vegita will be most upset with the loss of Ryoga, he is
instrumental to our later plans, or so the rumor goes," said Herb calmly.
	"As if we couldn't wrest the world from their pathetic hands without him?
Don't make me laugh, I don't relish the idea of doing it directly either, but
our calculations say it is possible," said Saffron to the both of them.
	"I'm not willing to take the risk just yet, if we can do it this way we
will," said Herb calmly. "With our without Hibiki's support."
	Ryoga growled and stared at them in disbelief, they were talking as if he
wasn't even there. "My power levels are not below yours Herb, just specialized
in different places. Don't get so arrogant, you couldn't hurt me if you wanted
too. Your nothing more than a twisted Ranma unit to me."
	"You compare me to that weakling little girl?" sputtered Herb in a rage.
	Herb growled and stared down Ryoga with an energy sphere forming in her hand.
Ryoga simply smirked and extended his finger. "Any time she-male."
	"Enough!! Take out your frustrations on the mission if you must, but not
here," roared Saffron. Both Ryoga and Herb returned to their seats
reluctantly. "Good, now on with the briefing, our target is this man," he
snapped as he pointed at the new projection.
	"Dr. Curtis Mathews."

TBC....
AIT: Advanced Individual Training

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