Supercops

Chapter 1

It had all started as an ordinary day for Krillin; see his now 16-year-old daughter Marron off to school, grab a quick breakfast, kiss his wife Android 18 goodbye, and get to work. He had a few reports he had to finish regarding some tickets he had written, the rich jerk who he had ticketed for parking in a no-parking zone kept threatening to sue for harassment. Krillin had just finished with the last report and delivered it to the Chief's desk when the Chief said, "Ah, Krillin, good to see that you're here. That request to go on patrol has finally gone through. Time to meet your new partner." "Alright, where is he?" Krillin said, hiding his excitement. He had been applying to be put back on patrol for a year by now, he'd been stuck in desk duty after reaching Sergeant rank, and he was tired of it. He might not have been as crazy to fight like Goku or Vegeta, but he missed being in the action.

The Chief led Krillin to the police station's gymnasium, Krillin often trained there when he could, if only to keep from getting too flabby. They arrived to see a large new recruit get shoulder tossed into the ground mat hard by a woman less than half his size. "Atten-tion!" the Chief said, and the new officers all stood at attention. That was when Krillin saw who the woman was and blurted out, "V-VIDEL!?" Videl stood up straighter and yelled, "SIR!" "I see you know each other," the Chief said, "That gets rid of the awkwardness. Sergeant Krillin, meet your new Patrol Partner, Officer Videl Satan. I expect to see you two out on patrol in half an hour." "Yes sir," Krillin said. Videl stepped up and smiled, "Nice to be working with you, Krillin." "Uh…yeah…why didn't I know you even joined the Force?" Krillin asked, confused, "WHY did you join the Force? I heard Gohan's got a good teaching gig, and your Dad's still filthy stinking rich." "Well, Pan's going to school now, and I've just been cooped up in the house all day. I tried training to ease the boredom, but it just isn't fun training by myself, or with Dad," Videl explained as she got a water bottle out her gym bag.

"Yeah…but why be a cop? Don't get me wrong, I love my job, but it's not the most glamorous career out there, I mean, you could do other stuff," Krillin said as he got some water from a fountain. "Yeah, but, I just missed the old days, going out and helping the police, fighting criminals, and all that. I'm a little old to go dressing up like a superhero," Krillin and Videl shared a chuckle before she continued, "So I figured why not just make it official?" "Alright," Krillin said, "But, why am I the last person to hear about this?" "I asked my family to keep it on the down low, I wasn't sure if I'd get through the Academy, didn't want to get too many hopes up. Gohan and Pan liked the idea, and Dad used his connections to get me through the door. The rest was all me, graduated Tenth in my class," Videl proudly said. "Whoa, congrats, I was Twenty-Third myself. Aced the physicals, but the written tests were a pain," Krillin said.

"Speaking of physical tests," Videl said with a smirk, "Wanna go a few rounds before we head out?" "Sure thing," Krillin said, "I just hope you're ready to eat mat, Rookie." Krillin went to the locker room and changed into a sleeveless white shirt and sweat pants, then went back into the exercise room to see Videl was already warming up. Krillin took a few minutes to stretch, and the other new recruits along with their senior partners all stopped to watch as he and Videl got ready to spar. They assumed their stances and watched each other closely. Krillin had the disadvantage of his smaller height and reach, but also the advantages of a low center of gravity, and decades more experience than Videl. He seized the initiative and struck out first.

Videl was caught by surprise and blocked his kick, then went for her own. Krillin ducked under her kick and jumped up for an uppercut. Videl dodged the punch and landed a double palm heel strike that knocked Krillin down, but the short man recovered quickly with a smile. "Nice to see you aren't too rusty there, Videl," Krillin complimented as she went for a kick. Krillin jumped over it this time and kicked her in her chest, knocking her down, then followed with an axe kick she had to roll to dodge. Videl spun her legs around to try to kick Krillin again, but the more experienced fighter jumped over her kick. Videl used her momentum to quickly jump back up, only for Krillin to land behind her and sweep her legs out from under her and grab her in a rear naked choke, using his legs to keep her arms under control. Ordinarily Videl could get out of the hold, but Krillin's size was to his advantage, his short arms were naturally tight on her neck. Seeing no way to quickly get out of the hold, Videl tapped Krillin's arm, and he let her go.

Everyone in the exercise room gave a short cheer, and complimented them both, "That was some awesome skills! That's the Sarge for you, underestimate him at your own risk. That's Hercule's daughter alright!" Krillin and Videl headed to the lockers and got changed into their uniforms. Krillin had exchanged his old green and purple uniform for the navy blue when he got his desk job and saw Videl was wearing the right uniform too when they left their respective locker rooms. "I forgot to mention that was a good move, Krillin," Videl said as they headed out. "Well, I might not be as strong as Goku, but I've still been around the block just as long as him," Krillin said, "Anyway, did the Chief tell you which car we were using?" "Uh…yeah, it's number 9," she said as they headed to the Police Station's garage. They quickly found Car 9 and headed out on Patrol.

For the rest of their shift, nothing exciting actually happened, just routine watching and looking, helping tourists find where they wanted to go, helping a little boy get his cat out of a tree, nothing special at all. Krillin checked his watch and saw, "Alright, 15 more minutes, then head home." "This was more boring than I thought it would be," Videl admitted. "Heh heh, get used to it, rookie, 95% of our days will be just like this, especially since crime's been on a downhill slope for the last two years," Krillin said, "Anyway, how did Pan and Gohan take the news you were becoming a cop?" Videl shrugged, "Gohan was a little disappointed that 'The Great Saiyawoman' wouldn't be making a reappearance, but he was happy for me. Pan thinks I'm the most badass mom ever, talked for two hours straight about all the bad guy butt I'd be kicking when I told her." Krillin laughed at that and shook his head, Marron had acted the same way, talking like he was a superhero or something, but that was long time ago.

Suddenly, a bright light flashed in the distance, shocking them both. "Was that…" Videl asked. Krillin stretched out with his senses, "No way, that was ki!" Krillin said, "Step on it Videl!" Videl did as ordered, and quickly drove their patrol car as fast as they could go to the source of the ki. "Stop here!" Krillin said, there was a growing crowd gathered around…something. Videl stopped the car just as another bright explosion of ki went off. People ducked, and they got out of the car to see who was using ki. To their surprise, it was two men, one in a grey qipao and the other in a matching purple qipao. Krillin and Videl made their way through the crowd and reached the men. "What's going on here?" Krillin said authoritatively, slowly focusing, ready to fight if needed. "Ah, I'm sorry officers," the man in the purple qipao said, he was wearing a white headband and sunglasses, he was an old man with a hair style that was vaguely familiar, though Krillin couldn't put his finger on where he saw it before, while the other in the grey qipao was bald and wearing red sunglasses said, "I was merely advertising for out school."

The one in grey's voice sounded vaguely familiar, but again Krillin couldn't remember from where. "What was that bright light?" Krillin asked, playing ignorant. "For decades, the martial arts have been slowly dying. Once, men could perform miracles, but now those miracles are derided as 'tricks', and any musclebound idiot can claim to be a master. My school is going to change that," the old man said, as his ki aura glowed around him, "We are going to remind people what ki can truly do." The old master than lifted his hand and summoned a blue ki ball into it, "If anyone would like to do what I can, if you wish to truly learn real martial arts, then please come to my school!" The one in grey handed out pamphlets to people, many people took them. Videl took one and read it, "The Stork School?" "Indeed," the old man said, "I am Master Flying Stork, if you wish to join me, we would be honored to help the police." Krillin had the feeling that Master Flying Stork was checking Videl out behind his sunglasses but didn't say anything.

"Alright, is that all?" Krillin asked. "Yes, officer, we're done," the man in grey said. "Alright then, carry on," Krillin said, and then was even more surprised when Master Flying Stork and his companion took to the air, and flew off! Krillin watched the fly in surprise, along with everyone else in the crowd. "Krillin," Videl said, "Something feels wrong. That guy in grey, he was wearing long gloves, I got the feeling that they're hiding something." "Same here," Krillin said, as they headed back to their car, "But there's nothing we can do for now. Inside though, Krillin's head was spinning, how the Hell did someone else learn ki!? And become so advanced without us hearing about it?!

Author's Note: I chose the name because of a Jackie Chan movie called 'Supercop'. I wonder what kind of mayhem I can put these two through...

Author's Note 2: In the original posting I messed up Marron's age. She was 9 in Dragon Ball Super, not 6 like I thought. I redid the chapter to fix this.