Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Dark Prince ❯ Brutal Abusing ( Chapter 8 )
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By: Majin_Bulma 
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 03.22.2005 | Pages: 3 | Words: 1.8K | Visits: 225 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 03.22.2005 | Pages: 3 | Words: 1.8K | Visits: 225 | Status: Completed
Anyways, Here’s the next Chapter, I hope you enjoy it ~-^ all I gotta say is.. Poor Poor Goku! I’m being so mean to him… XD! I could be meaner, which I will be
There will probably be no more Lemon in the future chapters, cause, well, not a lot of the people are liking this yaoi, but so ne wayz, ^__^; its not gonna be a real happy fic, believe me.
The fic is coming to an end. I don’t believe I will be writing a sequel. Sorry ^-~ But, I will be writing more stories in the future! ^.^! Hopefully more Bulma and Vegeta ones. ^-~ ill hold back on the Goku and Vegeta as well as the Goten and Trunks for a while and start working on straight fics and maybe some Gohan and Trunks or something like that. ^_^; heh well, guys, no ones probably reading this so well, enjoy the fic ~-^
Ja Ne.
Dark Prince
Chapter 8~Brutal Abusing
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“ Nappa!” Screamed Vegeta as he saw the brute warrior pass down the dark hallway. “Get your lazy ass here now!” He stormed as Nappa came to Vegeta a bit uneasy.
“ Yes Prince Vegeta?” He said with a bow.
“ Prepare a room in the dungeons! We’ll be having a guest living there soon!” He snorted.
“ Yes prince Vegeta.” He bowed once again heading towards the dungeons.
Vegeta took his own leave, heading towards the throne room steaming with anger.
“ Kakkarot, this is it, you’ve ruined me for the last time! No more!” He growled deep in his throat. “ Soon you will be destroyed and I will then have my peace after I get rid of earth!”
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Grabbing the back of the sleeping Goku’s hair Radditz lifted him up and threw him into Nappa. Nappa grabbed his arms and bound them together.
Blinking a few times, Goku began to awake after he felt himself being lifted by his hair. Staring at Nappa his facial expression turned to confusion. “Hey, what’s going on? What are you doing!” Goku yelled to Nappa as he bound his arms behind his back.
“Looks like Vegeta no Ouji wants you to be locked away.” Nappa chuckled.
“ You must’ve pissed him off or something Kakkarot.” Radditz chuckled along.
“ What!” Goku screamed.
“ Just shut up!” Nappa screamed back suddenly getting angry.
“ Wait! Let me talk to Vegeta!” He screamed as they began to lead him out of Vegeta’s quarters.
“ Silence Kakkarot!” Radditz beamed.
“ At least give me some clothes!”
Radditz faded in front of Goku, with a harsh punch to the mid section of Goku’s stomach; he dropped over to his knees in pain.
Nappa hoisted him back up to his feet. “ Get a move on!” He screamed in Goku’s sensitive Saiyan ears.
When they finally met their destination. Nappa shoved Goku none to gently into the cell. They bothed stepped out together. Radditz grabbed the keys that were tied onto his Saiyan armor. Pulling them off he poked the key threw the lock, twisting it to the side.
“ When the prince comes…” Nappa trailed off.
“ Uh, you gonna finish that sentence Nappa?” Radditz said raising a brow putting his keys back on the band around his waist.
“ What?”
“ Fuck. Are you drinking again? Fucking idiot. Can’t even remember what the fuck your talking about.” Radditz growled to the giant Saiyan.
The two Saiyans left the room shouting at one another, leaving Goku alone in the dark cold cell.
“ Vegeta…” Goku said wrapping his arms around his knees leaning against the cold stony wall.
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Goten’s eyes began to flutter open. Staring at a blurry blob of purple in front of him he rubbed his eyes groaning.
“ Goten!” Trunks screamed wrapping his arms around the boy.
“ Oi, Trunks-kun… What’s going on…” Goten said sitting up slightly after Trunks had released him.
“ What happened!!” Trunk said pointing to Goten’s forehead.
“ Huh? I dunno.”
“ Uh, Goten, do you know what happened yesterday?!”
“Uh…” Goten began to think. “ No… Uh, what’s going on?!”
“ We got into a fight and then I found you crying. I looked at your head and blood was pouring from it and then you passed out! You don’t remember anything?!”
“ Mmmmmmm, No, I don’t Trunks. But oh well. I’m hungry. Lets get something to eat. “ Goten said rising from his bed.
“ Uh huh, anything for you chibi. Oi, mom!” Trunks called to his mother, as she stared at a picture held in her hands. “ Mom?” He questioned again. With a frown he walked over to her and placed an arm on her shoulder making her jump.
Bulma dropped the picture with a gasp. Glass shards spread out all over the floor.
“ What going on mom?!” Trunks said staring at her.
“ Nothing, I just zoned out there for a second.” She said bending over, starting to pick up all the glass on the floor.
“ Leave it, we’ll get a cleaning bot in here to take care of that.” Trunks told her.
“ Oh… alright…. Trunks?”
“ Ya?”
Bulma stood, holding the picture in her hands, handing it to Trunks. “ Do you recognize this man?” Bulma questioned.
Trunks stared at the picture deep in thought. “ No… not that I remember.”
“ How could we forget someone we have pictures of!? Look…There’s Bra. You, me and him…” She pointed to the spiky black haired warrior standing with his arms crossed over his chest. “ It just doesn’t make any sense! I can’t find any wedding pictures of Yamcha and me. Or basically any pictures of me and Yamcha, and I cant even remember marrying Yamcha. Or having children with Yamcha! It’s all just blank to me! Goten have you ever seen this man!?” Bulma questioned handing him the picture.
“ No… sorry Bulma. Maybe my dad knows him!? We should ask him.”
“ Goten… I got a call from Gohan earlier yesterday. He told me your dad just disappeared. As well as mentioning to me a man named Vegeta… my husband?” She turned to Trunks for any kind of answer, but he just shrugged. “ I think maybe he was just messing with my mind or something?!”
“ No I don’t think my brother would do that. Maybe something’s happened?!”
“ Maybe, but I don’t know. They were heading towards Namek to see if they know of anything or Goku’s location I bet.”
“ Well, we’ll leave it to Gohan and Piccolo until the might need our help.” Trunks said stretching out his arms. “ Come on chibi.” Trunks said grabbing Goten’s arm and leading him out the door.
“ But I’m worried about my dad…”
“ He’ll be fine, he always is, he’ll be back don’t worry. Now, I want you to rest after we eat got it?”
“ But-”
“No buts.”
“ Fine…”
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“ Were almost there Gohan… Gohan?” Piccolo called to the demi-saiyan.
Looking over his shoulder, he found the dark haired Saiyan slumped in his chair, sleeping soundly. Stalking over to the boy, Piccolo picked him up, walked carefully to the room, which held the beds, and lowered him onto it letting the Saiyan sleep peacefully.
‘ I have a really bad feeling… Something big is going to happen… I can feel it in the pit of my stomach… For the past couple of days I could feel this sensation rising. What’s Goku gotten himself into this time? I’ve never felt so… worried before… This might be the last time Gohan and me will ever battle again. I know something’s going to happen, and its not going to be good. And Goku’s centered around all of this. I have a feeling Vegeta’s also in this too. He isn’t on Earth… his ki is gone. That woman and his family and Goten don’t even remember Vegeta… VEGETA! He has to be the one that’s doing this. That damn fucking Monkey!’
Piccolo growled to himself, his hands clenching and unclenching angrily as he stared at the wall, focusing on his thoughts.
‘ He must have gotten the Dragonballs or something, what’s he up to. He’s probably with Goku, He’s behind all of this madness, I just know It! I knew he could never be trusted! Now Goku’s probably in danger!’
Piccolo walked in a fast pace to the main room where the controls of the ship were.
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Goku lay soundlessly on the cold floor in the darkened chambers. His arms wrapped around his freezing body, his legs curled to his stomach, lying on his side faced to the wall.
Light clicking couldn’t be heard as he continued to sleep. Not noticing it getting louder and louder with every step they took.
The clanking stopped; metal could be heard slowly making its way out of its confinement.
The door to his imprisonment slowly began to open as the shadow in the room made it’s way into the bitter cell.
Goku still hadn’t noticed anything that was going on around him as he slept almost peacefully.
The figure held the long heavy metal club above his head over Goku’s sleeping form.
Goku slowly opened his eyes as he felt an awkward feeling rise in his stomach shaking him out of his deep slumber.
Slowly looking behind him his eyes widened as the figure slammed, at full force, the long weapon over Goku’s head.
Crimson blood splattered against the walls of the eerie cell. The once life-filled body slumped over. His hand falling to the ground, head rolling to the side, as the crimson liquid dripped from his head to the crude hostile floor.
Hid body lay there unmoving, not breathing from the impact as well…
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OMG…… GOKU’S….. DEAD????????????????????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! –runs off screaming-
~DestructiveMajinBulma~
There will probably be no more Lemon in the future chapters, cause, well, not a lot of the people are liking this yaoi, but so ne wayz, ^__^; its not gonna be a real happy fic, believe me.
The fic is coming to an end. I don’t believe I will be writing a sequel. Sorry ^-~ But, I will be writing more stories in the future! ^.^! Hopefully more Bulma and Vegeta ones. ^-~ ill hold back on the Goku and Vegeta as well as the Goten and Trunks for a while and start working on straight fics and maybe some Gohan and Trunks or something like that. ^_^; heh well, guys, no ones probably reading this so well, enjoy the fic ~-^
Ja Ne.
Dark Prince
Chapter 8~Brutal Abusing
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“ Nappa!” Screamed Vegeta as he saw the brute warrior pass down the dark hallway. “Get your lazy ass here now!” He stormed as Nappa came to Vegeta a bit uneasy.
“ Yes Prince Vegeta?” He said with a bow.
“ Prepare a room in the dungeons! We’ll be having a guest living there soon!” He snorted.
“ Yes prince Vegeta.” He bowed once again heading towards the dungeons.
Vegeta took his own leave, heading towards the throne room steaming with anger.
“ Kakkarot, this is it, you’ve ruined me for the last time! No more!” He growled deep in his throat. “ Soon you will be destroyed and I will then have my peace after I get rid of earth!”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~*~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Grabbing the back of the sleeping Goku’s hair Radditz lifted him up and threw him into Nappa. Nappa grabbed his arms and bound them together.
Blinking a few times, Goku began to awake after he felt himself being lifted by his hair. Staring at Nappa his facial expression turned to confusion. “Hey, what’s going on? What are you doing!” Goku yelled to Nappa as he bound his arms behind his back.
“Looks like Vegeta no Ouji wants you to be locked away.” Nappa chuckled.
“ You must’ve pissed him off or something Kakkarot.” Radditz chuckled along.
“ What!” Goku screamed.
“ Just shut up!” Nappa screamed back suddenly getting angry.
“ Wait! Let me talk to Vegeta!” He screamed as they began to lead him out of Vegeta’s quarters.
“ Silence Kakkarot!” Radditz beamed.
“ At least give me some clothes!”
Radditz faded in front of Goku, with a harsh punch to the mid section of Goku’s stomach; he dropped over to his knees in pain.
Nappa hoisted him back up to his feet. “ Get a move on!” He screamed in Goku’s sensitive Saiyan ears.
When they finally met their destination. Nappa shoved Goku none to gently into the cell. They bothed stepped out together. Radditz grabbed the keys that were tied onto his Saiyan armor. Pulling them off he poked the key threw the lock, twisting it to the side.
“ When the prince comes…” Nappa trailed off.
“ Uh, you gonna finish that sentence Nappa?” Radditz said raising a brow putting his keys back on the band around his waist.
“ What?”
“ Fuck. Are you drinking again? Fucking idiot. Can’t even remember what the fuck your talking about.” Radditz growled to the giant Saiyan.
The two Saiyans left the room shouting at one another, leaving Goku alone in the dark cold cell.
“ Vegeta…” Goku said wrapping his arms around his knees leaning against the cold stony wall.
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Goten’s eyes began to flutter open. Staring at a blurry blob of purple in front of him he rubbed his eyes groaning.
“ Goten!” Trunks screamed wrapping his arms around the boy.
“ Oi, Trunks-kun… What’s going on…” Goten said sitting up slightly after Trunks had released him.
“ What happened!!” Trunk said pointing to Goten’s forehead.
“ Huh? I dunno.”
“ Uh, Goten, do you know what happened yesterday?!”
“Uh…” Goten began to think. “ No… Uh, what’s going on?!”
“ We got into a fight and then I found you crying. I looked at your head and blood was pouring from it and then you passed out! You don’t remember anything?!”
“ Mmmmmmm, No, I don’t Trunks. But oh well. I’m hungry. Lets get something to eat. “ Goten said rising from his bed.
“ Uh huh, anything for you chibi. Oi, mom!” Trunks called to his mother, as she stared at a picture held in her hands. “ Mom?” He questioned again. With a frown he walked over to her and placed an arm on her shoulder making her jump.
Bulma dropped the picture with a gasp. Glass shards spread out all over the floor.
“ What going on mom?!” Trunks said staring at her.
“ Nothing, I just zoned out there for a second.” She said bending over, starting to pick up all the glass on the floor.
“ Leave it, we’ll get a cleaning bot in here to take care of that.” Trunks told her.
“ Oh… alright…. Trunks?”
“ Ya?”
Bulma stood, holding the picture in her hands, handing it to Trunks. “ Do you recognize this man?” Bulma questioned.
Trunks stared at the picture deep in thought. “ No… not that I remember.”
“ How could we forget someone we have pictures of!? Look…There’s Bra. You, me and him…” She pointed to the spiky black haired warrior standing with his arms crossed over his chest. “ It just doesn’t make any sense! I can’t find any wedding pictures of Yamcha and me. Or basically any pictures of me and Yamcha, and I cant even remember marrying Yamcha. Or having children with Yamcha! It’s all just blank to me! Goten have you ever seen this man!?” Bulma questioned handing him the picture.
“ No… sorry Bulma. Maybe my dad knows him!? We should ask him.”
“ Goten… I got a call from Gohan earlier yesterday. He told me your dad just disappeared. As well as mentioning to me a man named Vegeta… my husband?” She turned to Trunks for any kind of answer, but he just shrugged. “ I think maybe he was just messing with my mind or something?!”
“ No I don’t think my brother would do that. Maybe something’s happened?!”
“ Maybe, but I don’t know. They were heading towards Namek to see if they know of anything or Goku’s location I bet.”
“ Well, we’ll leave it to Gohan and Piccolo until the might need our help.” Trunks said stretching out his arms. “ Come on chibi.” Trunks said grabbing Goten’s arm and leading him out the door.
“ But I’m worried about my dad…”
“ He’ll be fine, he always is, he’ll be back don’t worry. Now, I want you to rest after we eat got it?”
“ But-”
“No buts.”
“ Fine…”
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“ Were almost there Gohan… Gohan?” Piccolo called to the demi-saiyan.
Looking over his shoulder, he found the dark haired Saiyan slumped in his chair, sleeping soundly. Stalking over to the boy, Piccolo picked him up, walked carefully to the room, which held the beds, and lowered him onto it letting the Saiyan sleep peacefully.
‘ I have a really bad feeling… Something big is going to happen… I can feel it in the pit of my stomach… For the past couple of days I could feel this sensation rising. What’s Goku gotten himself into this time? I’ve never felt so… worried before… This might be the last time Gohan and me will ever battle again. I know something’s going to happen, and its not going to be good. And Goku’s centered around all of this. I have a feeling Vegeta’s also in this too. He isn’t on Earth… his ki is gone. That woman and his family and Goten don’t even remember Vegeta… VEGETA! He has to be the one that’s doing this. That damn fucking Monkey!’
Piccolo growled to himself, his hands clenching and unclenching angrily as he stared at the wall, focusing on his thoughts.
‘ He must have gotten the Dragonballs or something, what’s he up to. He’s probably with Goku, He’s behind all of this madness, I just know It! I knew he could never be trusted! Now Goku’s probably in danger!’
Piccolo walked in a fast pace to the main room where the controls of the ship were.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~*~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Goku lay soundlessly on the cold floor in the darkened chambers. His arms wrapped around his freezing body, his legs curled to his stomach, lying on his side faced to the wall.
Light clicking couldn’t be heard as he continued to sleep. Not noticing it getting louder and louder with every step they took.
The clanking stopped; metal could be heard slowly making its way out of its confinement.
The door to his imprisonment slowly began to open as the shadow in the room made it’s way into the bitter cell.
Goku still hadn’t noticed anything that was going on around him as he slept almost peacefully.
The figure held the long heavy metal club above his head over Goku’s sleeping form.
Goku slowly opened his eyes as he felt an awkward feeling rise in his stomach shaking him out of his deep slumber.
Slowly looking behind him his eyes widened as the figure slammed, at full force, the long weapon over Goku’s head.
Crimson blood splattered against the walls of the eerie cell. The once life-filled body slumped over. His hand falling to the ground, head rolling to the side, as the crimson liquid dripped from his head to the crude hostile floor.
Hid body lay there unmoving, not breathing from the impact as well…
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OMG…… GOKU’S….. DEAD????????????????????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! –runs off screaming-
~DestructiveMajinBulma~