Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Bend. I will not break. ❯ Are you with me? ( Chapter 33 )
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By: lexylou 
Mind control. Hurting the ones you love. Love?
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Sci-fi / Hentai / Adventure / Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 07.13.2011 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.8K | Visits: 257 | Status: Work In Progress
Mind control. Hurting the ones you love. Love?
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Sci-fi / Hentai / Adventure / Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 07.13.2011 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.8K | Visits: 257 | Status: Work In Progress
BEND. I WILL NOT BREAK. CHAPTER 33 – ARE YOU WITH ME?
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” (mental speech)
-Planet Tundra-
Vegeta’s pod impacted the earth at such a high velocity it caused a sizeable crater in the planet’s surface. He had remained undetected due to the genius of his woman in devising a radar disrupter than made the pod virtually invisible. He had landed outside of any form of civilization on the barely inhabitable planet. The planet itself held little to no life outside of what gained its support off planet. The land around him was frigid desolate and bare. The winds whipped around him and tore at his hair and skin with its biting chill. The winter wasteland was a perfect field for the battle to come. He licked his lips and growled in his throat in anticipation. His feral side seemed to stir beneath his flesh at the prospect at bloodshed.
Vegeta’s ki burned hotly and as he walked away from the pod, he melted footprints in the ice. He closed his eyes as he searched out for Bulma’s ki. He listened to the wind howl around his like a great ominous beast. In a flash his dark eyes shot open and he took off into the sky in the direction of her ki signature.
-The Gyôza and Alliance-
ChiChi, Goku, and the allied forces began their meticulous attack of Frieza’s bases and armada that were stationed on other planets throughout the galaxy. Already Frieza’s troops hadn’t known what hit them. Frieza’s army, it would see had become too complacent. Well, why shouldn’t they when they served the most powerful being in the universe? In the end their belief in being untouchable was their downfall and thus were easily overcome and overrun.
The warrior princess’ tide was short lived due to expert tactical planning. “What?! That’s it?!! I want to fight some more!! I’m not satisfied!! So much for these A-holes being part of the toughest army in the universe!!” ChiChi calmed slowly. “Damn, what a letdown.” She whispered softly.
Goku to her right didn’t want her to fight, but knew there was nothing that he could do to stop her. Secretly he felt as she did. –She’s right. Where’s the challenge?- “Now, come on Chi. It’s not that bad. At least you were a part of the battle.”
“What kind of bullshit comment is that? I can see it in your eyes, Goku! You want more of a challenge even more so than I do!” The raven haired warrior admonished her mate. Her Chocolate eyes seemed as though they would spit fire.
“Well, it that’s how you truly feel, ChiChi, then maybe we should see if we can find some stronger opponents on another planet.” Goku for his childlike innocence could sometimes be too intuitive or perhaps he was just voicing his own wishful thinking. He had actually planned on sneaking away, at the next available opportunity, to go to planet Tundra for some ‘real action’.
ChiChi nodded in agreement as they took off for the ship. She had seen something flicker in his eyes as he spoke, but as soon as she noticed it disappeared. Even though she and Goku hadn’t been together long, she already knew when he was up to something and she was definitely getting those vibes now. She chose to shake it off and let things play out. A humored smile graced her lips. If worse came to worse she could always track him down.
The systematic annihilation of Frieza’s regime had begun.
-Planet Tundra-
Vegeta had made it to Frieza’s castle without alerting anyone to his presence up until this point. He was a fierce prince of a mighty warrior race. He did not cower and sneak and it was time to make himself know.
He approached the guarded gate just before the castles entrance. The soldiers recognized him immediately and began to shake with fear for their death was upon them and they knew it. Before the guards could utter a syllable, Vegeta killed all but the one he would use to suit his purpose.
Vegeta grabbed the sole cowering soldier by his armor and hoisted him up to eye level. “I’ll let you live, for now, if you run and tell you master he has a visitor.” After finishing his words, Vegeta, flung the man away. The force of the movement caused soldier to fall to the ground before him.
Vegeta looked down on the coward in disgust and watch as the simpering weakling scramble to his feat in desperation to get out of the prince’s sight.
-Frieza’s Throne Room-
Vegeta had slaughtered his way down the corridors in order to reach the throne room. All that now stood in his way were two pathetic excuses for guards. He made quick work of getting his hands around each of their throats and then releasing dual ki blasts that decapitated the two men. The kill caused the once whit doubled doors to be painted a gruesome sticky red.
“Vegeta? No, that can’t be; Vegeta died with the planet Qua.” Frieza chuckled sarcastically and squealed softly in delight. “You do know that a simple knock would have sufficed.”
“You know the men at the gate said I needed and appointment. I thought otherwise.” He entered the throne room smugly. “I didn’t think you would mind if I just walked right in.”
Bulma sat on the arm of the lord’s hover chair. She seemed stoically unaffected and oblivious to the conversation going on between the two powerful beings. Her eyes were cold and lifeless; her stare was vacant and unfocused.
Bulma’s lobotomized appearance startled him. “What have you done to her?!”
“Me? Vegeta, what have you done?” The lizard’s blood colored eyes bored into the saiyan prince knowingly.
“Was it you who half-assed made her your mate? Who was it that let her go to Asorna alone to be captured? Was it you who impregnated her and let her to me to be my toy?” Frieza laid on his famous guilt trip as he attempted to break down Vegeta’s resolve and wound him by using his guilt against him. Vegeta chose to remain silent save for a low menacing growl.
The lord didn’t have to use the prince’s reactions to gauge the truth. His presence alone on Bulma’s behalf was enough. “It seems that I’m getting a lot of my questions answered today already.”
“I’ve come for the woman and for your death!” Vegeta stated matter-of-factly with a hint of malice.
“I’m at a loss Vegeta and I do apologize for you coming all this way… for nothing. You see she belongs solely to me now. That mark on her neck just means she was previously owned merchandise. It is I who now hold the only sway over her, but I’ll tell you what. You can have one last reunion with her if you wish.” The emperor said with a fake pout and remorse.
Frieza reached out to rake his fingers through Bulma’s long silken hair tenderly as one would reward a dog and spoke lovingly to Bulma. “I want you to eliminate this nuisance.”
Bulma obeyed and quickly rose to her feet. She charged a blinding white ki ball in each hand. She approached Vegeta with unblinking glacial eyes. She said nothing as she fired off her first round of blasts.
Vegeta couldn’t shake her off as she dug into him. He opted to do the only thing available for him to do. He flung her into the control panel at the opposite side of the room. She struck the electronic surface with a brutal impact. Her body upon crushing into the panel’s surface shocked her violently and caused the lights in the room to flicker and spark. She wailed out in pain until the ships safety controls took over and cut all power to the damaged area.
Moments later, Bulma leapt to her feet and regained her bearing. She suddenly felt as if a tremendous weight had been lifted from her body. Frieza’s control had failed and he wasn’t yet aware. She pleaded with Kami that she could reach Vegeta mentally. (Vegeta… Continue to fight me!) He hesitated for a millisecond when he heard her voice grace his mind before continuing his assault. They fought violently and to all others their conversation went unnoticed.
Bulma had realized form earlier attempt that she wasn’t strong enough to take on the bastard alone, but maybe together they could accomplish Frieza’s defeat. (Onna… Bulma…)
(Vegeta, listen to me please. I’ve regained my control. I don’t know how long it will last so we have to sync our attacks.)
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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” (mental speech)
-Planet Tundra-
Vegeta’s pod impacted the earth at such a high velocity it caused a sizeable crater in the planet’s surface. He had remained undetected due to the genius of his woman in devising a radar disrupter than made the pod virtually invisible. He had landed outside of any form of civilization on the barely inhabitable planet. The planet itself held little to no life outside of what gained its support off planet. The land around him was frigid desolate and bare. The winds whipped around him and tore at his hair and skin with its biting chill. The winter wasteland was a perfect field for the battle to come. He licked his lips and growled in his throat in anticipation. His feral side seemed to stir beneath his flesh at the prospect at bloodshed.
Vegeta’s ki burned hotly and as he walked away from the pod, he melted footprints in the ice. He closed his eyes as he searched out for Bulma’s ki. He listened to the wind howl around his like a great ominous beast. In a flash his dark eyes shot open and he took off into the sky in the direction of her ki signature.
-The Gyôza and Alliance-
ChiChi, Goku, and the allied forces began their meticulous attack of Frieza’s bases and armada that were stationed on other planets throughout the galaxy. Already Frieza’s troops hadn’t known what hit them. Frieza’s army, it would see had become too complacent. Well, why shouldn’t they when they served the most powerful being in the universe? In the end their belief in being untouchable was their downfall and thus were easily overcome and overrun.
The warrior princess’ tide was short lived due to expert tactical planning. “What?! That’s it?!! I want to fight some more!! I’m not satisfied!! So much for these A-holes being part of the toughest army in the universe!!” ChiChi calmed slowly. “Damn, what a letdown.” She whispered softly.
Goku to her right didn’t want her to fight, but knew there was nothing that he could do to stop her. Secretly he felt as she did. –She’s right. Where’s the challenge?- “Now, come on Chi. It’s not that bad. At least you were a part of the battle.”
“What kind of bullshit comment is that? I can see it in your eyes, Goku! You want more of a challenge even more so than I do!” The raven haired warrior admonished her mate. Her Chocolate eyes seemed as though they would spit fire.
“Well, it that’s how you truly feel, ChiChi, then maybe we should see if we can find some stronger opponents on another planet.” Goku for his childlike innocence could sometimes be too intuitive or perhaps he was just voicing his own wishful thinking. He had actually planned on sneaking away, at the next available opportunity, to go to planet Tundra for some ‘real action’.
ChiChi nodded in agreement as they took off for the ship. She had seen something flicker in his eyes as he spoke, but as soon as she noticed it disappeared. Even though she and Goku hadn’t been together long, she already knew when he was up to something and she was definitely getting those vibes now. She chose to shake it off and let things play out. A humored smile graced her lips. If worse came to worse she could always track him down.
The systematic annihilation of Frieza’s regime had begun.
-Planet Tundra-
Vegeta had made it to Frieza’s castle without alerting anyone to his presence up until this point. He was a fierce prince of a mighty warrior race. He did not cower and sneak and it was time to make himself know.
He approached the guarded gate just before the castles entrance. The soldiers recognized him immediately and began to shake with fear for their death was upon them and they knew it. Before the guards could utter a syllable, Vegeta killed all but the one he would use to suit his purpose.
Vegeta grabbed the sole cowering soldier by his armor and hoisted him up to eye level. “I’ll let you live, for now, if you run and tell you master he has a visitor.” After finishing his words, Vegeta, flung the man away. The force of the movement caused soldier to fall to the ground before him.
Vegeta looked down on the coward in disgust and watch as the simpering weakling scramble to his feat in desperation to get out of the prince’s sight.
-Frieza’s Throne Room-
Vegeta had slaughtered his way down the corridors in order to reach the throne room. All that now stood in his way were two pathetic excuses for guards. He made quick work of getting his hands around each of their throats and then releasing dual ki blasts that decapitated the two men. The kill caused the once whit doubled doors to be painted a gruesome sticky red.
“Vegeta? No, that can’t be; Vegeta died with the planet Qua.” Frieza chuckled sarcastically and squealed softly in delight. “You do know that a simple knock would have sufficed.”
“You know the men at the gate said I needed and appointment. I thought otherwise.” He entered the throne room smugly. “I didn’t think you would mind if I just walked right in.”
Bulma sat on the arm of the lord’s hover chair. She seemed stoically unaffected and oblivious to the conversation going on between the two powerful beings. Her eyes were cold and lifeless; her stare was vacant and unfocused.
Bulma’s lobotomized appearance startled him. “What have you done to her?!”
“Me? Vegeta, what have you done?” The lizard’s blood colored eyes bored into the saiyan prince knowingly.
“Was it you who half-assed made her your mate? Who was it that let her go to Asorna alone to be captured? Was it you who impregnated her and let her to me to be my toy?” Frieza laid on his famous guilt trip as he attempted to break down Vegeta’s resolve and wound him by using his guilt against him. Vegeta chose to remain silent save for a low menacing growl.
The lord didn’t have to use the prince’s reactions to gauge the truth. His presence alone on Bulma’s behalf was enough. “It seems that I’m getting a lot of my questions answered today already.”
“I’ve come for the woman and for your death!” Vegeta stated matter-of-factly with a hint of malice.
“I’m at a loss Vegeta and I do apologize for you coming all this way… for nothing. You see she belongs solely to me now. That mark on her neck just means she was previously owned merchandise. It is I who now hold the only sway over her, but I’ll tell you what. You can have one last reunion with her if you wish.” The emperor said with a fake pout and remorse.
Frieza reached out to rake his fingers through Bulma’s long silken hair tenderly as one would reward a dog and spoke lovingly to Bulma. “I want you to eliminate this nuisance.”
Bulma obeyed and quickly rose to her feet. She charged a blinding white ki ball in each hand. She approached Vegeta with unblinking glacial eyes. She said nothing as she fired off her first round of blasts.
* * *
The battle had been long and drawn out. Bulma had been pit against her lover. It had become a most gruesome spectacle. Vegeta was reluctant to injure her and he knew in his heart that he couldn’t bring himself to kill her. She had yet to use her mental powers on him directly. This made him think that she was still there, but trapped inside and at war with herself.Vegeta couldn’t shake her off as she dug into him. He opted to do the only thing available for him to do. He flung her into the control panel at the opposite side of the room. She struck the electronic surface with a brutal impact. Her body upon crushing into the panel’s surface shocked her violently and caused the lights in the room to flicker and spark. She wailed out in pain until the ships safety controls took over and cut all power to the damaged area.
Moments later, Bulma leapt to her feet and regained her bearing. She suddenly felt as if a tremendous weight had been lifted from her body. Frieza’s control had failed and he wasn’t yet aware. She pleaded with Kami that she could reach Vegeta mentally. (Vegeta… Continue to fight me!) He hesitated for a millisecond when he heard her voice grace his mind before continuing his assault. They fought violently and to all others their conversation went unnoticed.
Bulma had realized form earlier attempt that she wasn’t strong enough to take on the bastard alone, but maybe together they could accomplish Frieza’s defeat. (Onna… Bulma…)
(Vegeta, listen to me please. I’ve regained my control. I don’t know how long it will last so we have to sync our attacks.)
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