Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Bend. I will not break. Part II ❯ That's one BIG problem! ( Chapter 10 )
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Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Adventure / Hentai / Romance / Sci-fi | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 02.14.2012 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.8K | Visits: 157 | Status: Completed
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Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Adventure / Hentai / Romance / Sci-fi | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 02.14.2012 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.8K | Visits: 157 | Status: Completed
BEND. I WILL NOT BREAK. PART II, CHAPTER 10 – That's one BIG problem!
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, and Ideologically Sensitive.
A/N: -thought- "speech" (mental speech)
-KUROI NAIYA-
*FLASHBACK*
Vegeta tore down the halls of the ship for the launch bay of the ship. Bulma followed close behind him. "Woman, Bulma, just do as I say and stay here!" Her growled with the underlying undertone of protective worry.
Bulma's azure eyes were full of questioning as she pleaded. "Why? Tell me what has happened! How is my son?!" Her pleas soon gave way to demands as he refused to face her and give her an answer.
He leaned inside the pod and began to punch coordinated faster than she could blink. "I'll explain once you've landed, but I have to get to Osiria while it still exists." His tone had become dry and cold.
"Wha-What do you mean 'still exists'? Vegeta?" Her impatience grew. "VEGETA?!"
At hearing his name called a second time he turned to face his mate and grabbed her up into his arms and kissed her forcefully. He released her mouth, but only moved his face far enough to speak with his lips just slightly brushing against hers. "Forgive me." He said in a sensual whisper. As he spoke those words of affection he withdrew one arm to bring a fist into her midsection rendering her unconscious.
Her body slumped against him and he cradled her as gasps and shouts of fury came from all around. "Your majesty! My Queen!" The guards shouted in unison as the monarch was subdued by there prince.
"Take her from me. See to it that she remains protected and safe. If any harm befalls her you have my leave to run for your deaths will follow when I find you again." Vegeta made his threat and intent clear and then quickly seated himself inside the pod and then departed from the 'Kuroi Naiya'.
*END FLASHBACK*
-PLANET OSIRIA-
Vegeta stood before the towering form of an enraged and snarling beast. It pounded it's chest and shot blazing trails across the planet. The planet itself was mostly uninhabited and the population for the most part remained intact. There had only been a few casualties and even fewer fatalities. To top everything off the young prince, Trunks had gone missing and was presumed dead.
No one knew where this beast could have come from, but Vegeta knew. He knew all too well what this monster was, it was an Oozaru. Vegeta felt the pull of the moon calling to him to gaze upon its luminescent brilliance. He fought the urge to look and transform into his were-ape form. This great ape that rampaged and wrought chaos and destruction was his blood, his own son, Trunks.
Trunks was just recently released from the incubator that had sustained him through his development and once he saw the moon he had no will to stop the transformation. The newborn had no control over his were form and went on an instinctual path of mayhem.
Vegeta debated on the best way to handle this situation. Going Super Saiyan would be too much power to try to subdue the newborn with. He would have to get at his tail somehow, but in his current state with the moon looming overhead it would be an impossible task. He saw no other alternative and chose to give in a join his son as Oozaru.
Vegeta faced the moon and opened his eyes to receive the bluntz waves. His body tremble as the transformation overtook him. His once ebony eyes shifted to a deep crimson and his features distorted and enlarged. His canines formed into sharp elongated fangs and his nose and mouth shot forth and became an apelike snout and a gaping maw of razor like teeth. His tail unfurled from his waist and snapped furiously back and forth in excitement and pain as the Oozaru replaced the saiyan man he once was.
Once the transformation was complete Vegeta stood above the pup of an ape. He easily dwarfed his son in mass and size. The youngster stopped halting his wake of terror and looked up at his sire. The pup was undaunted by the larger ape and roared his challenge to the other beast. Vegeta looked down at his son and gave a disapproving bellow and moved forward to subdue his heir.
Hours Later…
Dawn was fast approaching when Bulma landed on planet Osiria. The sight them met her eyes was a shock. She knew of the Saiyan ability to transform, but had never seen it for herself. It was a wonder to behold and she slowly took each feature of his new shape in.
She wondered if this lumbering creature was indeed her mate or if not who it was. She had nearly forgotten her anger as she watched him in awe. Suddenly as her eyes swept the torn and battered landscape a question came to mind. –Where is my son? Where is Trunks?-
"VEGETA!" Bulma yelled as loud as she could as she took to the sky. She made sure to keep her distance as her uncertainty took hold. She was unsure if he had full control over this form so she approached with caution. She stopped her advance just outside of his strike zone.
They were-ape turned and stared at the direction of sky in which the voice had come from. The beast grunted then approached her slowly. When he was a couple hundred yards away he stopped and clapped and stomped joyously as a child at play would.
It was then she understood that this was not her love, her mate. This was her son, Trunks. Who knew that a hybrid would retain the ability of the saiyans to transform into an Oozaru? The best calmed its action and then lent down on all fours to sniff at its mother. Trunks knew it was her from her familiar ki signature. He took in her scent and imprinted it deep into his brain.
"Trunks?" She said quietly, but her son's highly developed sense of hearing picked up her voice. Bulma felt the mental link connect them, but all she could get from him were his feelings and memories of what had transpired since his birth. He knew who she was and Vegeta… -Vegeta!- She thought with worry.
Vegeta had watched as his mate's pod land. He moved to go to her when he heard her call his name, but then saw his son move toward her instead. After seeing that he posed no threat to Bulma he sat back and watched as mother and son bonded and acquainted themselves with one another. Since he had transformed he merely kept his son from destroying the planet, but other than that he let the boy do as he liked. This was the earliest and best opportunity for him to teach his offspring how to behave accordingly when on the home world. He didn't see a point in letting this chance to learn to go to waste.
The sun peaked over the horizon and the moon's hold on her son melted away. He became placid and shrank down to size before her eyes. Her newly born son now slept peacefully and she flew to land beside him. As he feet touched the ground she spotted the knelt figure of her mate as he wrapped their son in his recently shed spandex shirt and cradled him in his strong arms. Vegeta turned slowly to face her and then handed her the baby as she stopped at his front. Tears welled up in her eyes as she gazed down at the perfect tan face of her son. He was moderately dirty and his brows furrowed much like his fathers, but the light tuff of hair he had was pale lavender. That part was all of her own. She held the sleeping babe close to her chest as the tears rolled from her eyes to her cheeks. She smiled at Vegeta as he smirked back at her. He walked up behind her and held her against him at her waist. He reached around to gently grasp her chin leading her lips to his and then taking then into a heated kiss. He lightly brushed the tears she'd shed away from her cheeks and deepened the kiss and then released her to look into her deep blue eyes. He pecked her lips one more time and the released her to envelop herself in their son.
"I love you, Trunks." Bulma whispered to her sleeping bundle. The child snuggled against her and his lip twitched as he adjusted himself to get more comfortable.
"Trunks? He is a saiyan prince; his name will be 'Vegeta' as all others in the royal line." He teased as he led the conversation in the direction he wanted.
"His name is Trunks, Vegeta. There's no negotiating that." She stated quietly, but firmly.
"Woman, now that I have a son, an heir to the throne, do you think you could grant me the
title of your official royal mate and king." Vegeta asked cheekily.
"Well I suppose. We can't have two prince's, can we? I'll tell you what. The baby's name stay as it is and I'll let you be king." She returned her mate's teasing. "Deal?"
Vegeta's smirk turned into a full blown smile. "Yes, Bulma. You have your deal." He never had any intention on changing the child's name, but he got more than what he wanted all the same.
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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, and Ideologically Sensitive.
A/N: -thought- "speech" (mental speech)
-KUROI NAIYA-
*FLASHBACK*
Vegeta tore down the halls of the ship for the launch bay of the ship. Bulma followed close behind him. "Woman, Bulma, just do as I say and stay here!" Her growled with the underlying undertone of protective worry.
Bulma's azure eyes were full of questioning as she pleaded. "Why? Tell me what has happened! How is my son?!" Her pleas soon gave way to demands as he refused to face her and give her an answer.
He leaned inside the pod and began to punch coordinated faster than she could blink. "I'll explain once you've landed, but I have to get to Osiria while it still exists." His tone had become dry and cold.
"Wha-What do you mean 'still exists'? Vegeta?" Her impatience grew. "VEGETA?!"
At hearing his name called a second time he turned to face his mate and grabbed her up into his arms and kissed her forcefully. He released her mouth, but only moved his face far enough to speak with his lips just slightly brushing against hers. "Forgive me." He said in a sensual whisper. As he spoke those words of affection he withdrew one arm to bring a fist into her midsection rendering her unconscious.
Her body slumped against him and he cradled her as gasps and shouts of fury came from all around. "Your majesty! My Queen!" The guards shouted in unison as the monarch was subdued by there prince.
"Take her from me. See to it that she remains protected and safe. If any harm befalls her you have my leave to run for your deaths will follow when I find you again." Vegeta made his threat and intent clear and then quickly seated himself inside the pod and then departed from the 'Kuroi Naiya'.
*END FLASHBACK*
-PLANET OSIRIA-
Vegeta stood before the towering form of an enraged and snarling beast. It pounded it's chest and shot blazing trails across the planet. The planet itself was mostly uninhabited and the population for the most part remained intact. There had only been a few casualties and even fewer fatalities. To top everything off the young prince, Trunks had gone missing and was presumed dead.
No one knew where this beast could have come from, but Vegeta knew. He knew all too well what this monster was, it was an Oozaru. Vegeta felt the pull of the moon calling to him to gaze upon its luminescent brilliance. He fought the urge to look and transform into his were-ape form. This great ape that rampaged and wrought chaos and destruction was his blood, his own son, Trunks.
Trunks was just recently released from the incubator that had sustained him through his development and once he saw the moon he had no will to stop the transformation. The newborn had no control over his were form and went on an instinctual path of mayhem.
Vegeta debated on the best way to handle this situation. Going Super Saiyan would be too much power to try to subdue the newborn with. He would have to get at his tail somehow, but in his current state with the moon looming overhead it would be an impossible task. He saw no other alternative and chose to give in a join his son as Oozaru.
Vegeta faced the moon and opened his eyes to receive the bluntz waves. His body tremble as the transformation overtook him. His once ebony eyes shifted to a deep crimson and his features distorted and enlarged. His canines formed into sharp elongated fangs and his nose and mouth shot forth and became an apelike snout and a gaping maw of razor like teeth. His tail unfurled from his waist and snapped furiously back and forth in excitement and pain as the Oozaru replaced the saiyan man he once was.
Once the transformation was complete Vegeta stood above the pup of an ape. He easily dwarfed his son in mass and size. The youngster stopped halting his wake of terror and looked up at his sire. The pup was undaunted by the larger ape and roared his challenge to the other beast. Vegeta looked down at his son and gave a disapproving bellow and moved forward to subdue his heir.
Hours Later…
Dawn was fast approaching when Bulma landed on planet Osiria. The sight them met her eyes was a shock. She knew of the Saiyan ability to transform, but had never seen it for herself. It was a wonder to behold and she slowly took each feature of his new shape in.
She wondered if this lumbering creature was indeed her mate or if not who it was. She had nearly forgotten her anger as she watched him in awe. Suddenly as her eyes swept the torn and battered landscape a question came to mind. –Where is my son? Where is Trunks?-
"VEGETA!" Bulma yelled as loud as she could as she took to the sky. She made sure to keep her distance as her uncertainty took hold. She was unsure if he had full control over this form so she approached with caution. She stopped her advance just outside of his strike zone.
They were-ape turned and stared at the direction of sky in which the voice had come from. The beast grunted then approached her slowly. When he was a couple hundred yards away he stopped and clapped and stomped joyously as a child at play would.
It was then she understood that this was not her love, her mate. This was her son, Trunks. Who knew that a hybrid would retain the ability of the saiyans to transform into an Oozaru? The best calmed its action and then lent down on all fours to sniff at its mother. Trunks knew it was her from her familiar ki signature. He took in her scent and imprinted it deep into his brain.
"Trunks?" She said quietly, but her son's highly developed sense of hearing picked up her voice. Bulma felt the mental link connect them, but all she could get from him were his feelings and memories of what had transpired since his birth. He knew who she was and Vegeta… -Vegeta!- She thought with worry.
Vegeta had watched as his mate's pod land. He moved to go to her when he heard her call his name, but then saw his son move toward her instead. After seeing that he posed no threat to Bulma he sat back and watched as mother and son bonded and acquainted themselves with one another. Since he had transformed he merely kept his son from destroying the planet, but other than that he let the boy do as he liked. This was the earliest and best opportunity for him to teach his offspring how to behave accordingly when on the home world. He didn't see a point in letting this chance to learn to go to waste.
The sun peaked over the horizon and the moon's hold on her son melted away. He became placid and shrank down to size before her eyes. Her newly born son now slept peacefully and she flew to land beside him. As he feet touched the ground she spotted the knelt figure of her mate as he wrapped their son in his recently shed spandex shirt and cradled him in his strong arms. Vegeta turned slowly to face her and then handed her the baby as she stopped at his front. Tears welled up in her eyes as she gazed down at the perfect tan face of her son. He was moderately dirty and his brows furrowed much like his fathers, but the light tuff of hair he had was pale lavender. That part was all of her own. She held the sleeping babe close to her chest as the tears rolled from her eyes to her cheeks. She smiled at Vegeta as he smirked back at her. He walked up behind her and held her against him at her waist. He reached around to gently grasp her chin leading her lips to his and then taking then into a heated kiss. He lightly brushed the tears she'd shed away from her cheeks and deepened the kiss and then released her to look into her deep blue eyes. He pecked her lips one more time and the released her to envelop herself in their son.
"I love you, Trunks." Bulma whispered to her sleeping bundle. The child snuggled against her and his lip twitched as he adjusted himself to get more comfortable.
"Trunks? He is a saiyan prince; his name will be 'Vegeta' as all others in the royal line." He teased as he led the conversation in the direction he wanted.
"His name is Trunks, Vegeta. There's no negotiating that." She stated quietly, but firmly.
"Woman, now that I have a son, an heir to the throne, do you think you could grant me the
title of your official royal mate and king." Vegeta asked cheekily.
"Well I suppose. We can't have two prince's, can we? I'll tell you what. The baby's name stay as it is and I'll let you be king." She returned her mate's teasing. "Deal?"
Vegeta's smirk turned into a full blown smile. "Yes, Bulma. You have your deal." He never had any intention on changing the child's name, but he got more than what he wanted all the same.
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