Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Bend. I will not break. ❯ Before Light. ( Chapter 29 )

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BEND. I WILL NOT BREAK. CHAPTER 29 – BEFORE LIGHT

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN DRAGONBALL/Z/GT.ALL CHARACTERS ARE A PRODUCT OF AKIRA TORIYAMA.This story may contain Nudity, Sexual Themes, Violence/Gore, Strong Language, Ideologically Sensitive.

A/N: -thought- "speech"


-Planet Tundra-

Bulma snuggled into her lover's chest. He was always so warm and his tail gripped her firmly to him in a loving embrace. With him everything was perfect. He softly crooned to her as he ran his fingers through her hair. Everything faded to black.

Bulma hated waking from her peaceful dream only to wake into a full blown nightmare. She opened her eyes and tried her best to blink back the effects of prolonged sleep. She felt cool fingers moving through her hair in a petting gesture. The room she was in was dark, but she could vaguely make out the shapes of furniture.

"It's nice to see that you're awake, my dear." A jovial rasping voice said above her.

She was nude with only the bed's sheets to clothe her. She cinched them to her body and made an attempt to jump away, but faltered and fell back onto the mattress as chilled hands steadied and righted her to a seated position. "Now now, pet. No one is going to harm you." His words were meant to reassure her, but seem to unnerve her all the more.
She looked to her once called master as he reached to light the room. Her eyes blinked rapidly from the shock until they focused again on the tyrant before her. He chuckled lightly. "So, sorry about that. I just wanted a better look at you."

"Fr…" She frantically began as she backed away from him into the headboard.

"Uh, uh, uh. I'll hear none of it. You're here with me now and free from those nasty dirty saiyans, that's all that matters. You really do need to remain calm, you know? …with your condition and all." The baby dollish being said speaking to her as a child as he scooted nearer to his prize.

"Co-Con Condition?" Bulma stuttered. Her mouth and her mind battled with one another to seize possession of the question.

"Yes. You're going to give me a child." His ruby eyes gleamed with satisfaction and his blackened lips curled into the most pleased smile as he looked at the gaping woman before him.

Bulma stood with fury pooling in her eyes. She towered over the sitting lord. She looked down into his white leathery face and shouted. "NO! That's impossible! I can't bear children. I can't…"

"Hush, child." The emperor said as he yanked her off of her unsteady legs and down to the bed. "It would seem upon reaching twenty-five years of age that your body goes through a change…" Frieza was cut off by a fuming Bulma.

Bulma looked him in his blood red beady eyes. "I am not having the puberty slash sex talk with you!" She quieted and then looked down to her flat belly as her fingers ran across her middle with a skittish feather light touch. "How…" She swallowed. "How did it get there?" She asked her voice cracking slightly.

"Artificial insemination." He stated blandly. "You're about a week along since it's been a week since the procedure. You had to remain in stasis to make sure we had a successful take of the pregnancy."

"What of Ginyu and the saiyan that was with me?" She said in a demanding tone.

"They're back in the perspective bodies…and the saiyan is alive… for now." He began cheerily and as her spoke each word he clinched his teeth and the words came out as a hiss.

He quickly composed himself and smiled wickedly at her. "Is he the one who gave you this?" Frieza said as he flicked her hair over her shoulder to expose Vegeta's scarred over bite mark. She stared at the reptilian man and shook her head slowly in a silent 'no'.

"Well, I do suppose that gives him a little more time to live." Frieza said under his breath but still loud enough for Bulma to hear him.

"I don't know why you put your faith in those dirty treacherous animals…" He said as he smiled knowingly. "…for it was none other than a disgusting monkey that sold you out.
Really, the funny thing is that he didn't even ask for anything in return." His laugh hummed deep in his chest.

Frieza ran his finger lightly over the scarred mark. "The one who gave you this doesn't even care for you."

"Stop it!" She whispered dangerously under her breath.

"If he did he would have had you to complete the bond, don't you think?" He said as his words cut her to the core and she gasped loudly.

"Yes, precious, I know. I know all about it… all except for the name. Who was it?" He pried at her with smooth tones in his voice. Still she refused to answer. "Ah, no matter. I'll tell you what to make you happy, I'll let you keep this one little saiyan as your pet, hmm? Doesn't that sound nice?"

"Can I be left alone now?" She asked as if all emotion had been stripped away from her.

"As you wish, my dear. Do keep in mind that you will be watched closely, won't you? So, don't think of trying anything foolish." The cold being got up from his seated position at her side. "I'll see you at the evening meal. We must make sure you keep up your strength." He left the room chuckling.

Hot tears teetered on the edge of falling, but held them back. She would give him the satisfaction. How was this fair? How could she have the spawn of a monster and not the offspring of the man she loved? How is it that this evil being was getting everything that he wanted? –NO! I WILL GET RID OF THIS THING! HE WILL NOT HAVE IT!-


-Planet Osiria-

Vegeta was on the gravity simulator floor. He had battered and bled himself into a crouched trembling heap. His skin revealed his muscles in places across his tortured form. Vegeta was so spent and weary that the sight of the gaping wound on his forearm appealed to him. He watched in sick fascination as he flexed and contracted the flesh bare muscle. Blood shone over the warm red surface, highlighting the dips and curves. The pain called out to him, but he ignored it.

Vegeta had become physically exhausted and mentally weary. For weeks he had been having nightmares centered on death and the paramour being Bulma. When he awoke from these frightful visions of Bulma's blood soaked body he would train until he dropped and lost consciousness. It was the only way he could enter the realm of sleep and remain undisturbed. Once the ships computer registered that there was no longer any movement in the gravity simulator it would shut the room's gravity control down and send an alert for someone to attend the prince and get him to the regeneration tank to heal.

Try as Vegeta might he was on the brink of reaching the plateau of super saiyan. Each time he forcefully reached to grasp the power with both hands he found it slipping through his fingers.


WEEKS LATER…


-Planet Tundra-

Bulma was having her weekly screening to check the health and progress of the developing fetus. Frieza never showed for these screening and that was one relief she felt blessed for. She had found out from these appointments that she wouldn't have a normal human pregnancy of nine months. Her pregnancy would last twelve months due to mutation of her recombined DNA(R-DNA).

Today they would be taking a three dimensional look at the fetus to take and record measurements. It was almost easy for her to forget for a moment that she was carrying such a sickening creature without seeing it and she had yet begun to feel it move. Her being forced to see a visual projection of the monster growing in her womb made it all too real for her.

"Umm, Doctor? Can you take a look at this?" The tech said with underlying worry in his voice. "The fetus appears to be too large for the date of conception versus the duration of the pregnancy."

"Is it an anomaly of size or… Did you run a pregnancy test before we did the AI?" The doctor began as fear overtook his features.

"Umm… no… sir." The tech replied with equal fear.

Both the doctor and the tech looked to Bulma for an explanation. "Were you with child before you were captured?" They looked as if they were terrified of her reply.

Bulma thought back one her and Vegeta's last night together and remembered that it was the night before she left for her mission to Asorna. She had a chance of it being her lover's baby. She shook her head in a negative in response to their question.

"The lord must never hear of this!" The doctor said to the tech in a stern threat. The tech gulped and nodded in agreement.

The only question left was 'Is she carrying the child of her lover or the seed of her enemy?'.


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