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Destiny Calls
Chapter 7 - A Wary Rescuee

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"Let me go!! Let me GO!!"

The soldier winced as the captive woman beat her fists against his back and kicked her legs. Even through his armor, her every blow hurt!

"Let me go RIGHT NOW!!!" she screamed, kicking him where it counted causing him to double over in pain. Landing neatly on her feet the woman glared at the soldier. Her dark-brown eyes blazing from below black bangs. Before she could turn around another soldier chopped her in the back of the neck and she passed out.

"You pathetic fool," he snarled at the other soldier. "Didn't you see the ki-dampening restraints?! She'd have killed you in an instant had those not been in place!"

"H-hai, sir. I was careless . . ." the lower-ranking soldier stuttered.

"Che. Take this . . " the second soldier tossed the unconcious woman at him, "and put her with the others. She'll give someone high up a good time breaking her in. Maybe even Frieza-sama himself."

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"We're nearing their position now, sir."

"Aaa." For weeks now, Radditz had been tracking a very elusive group of slave traders. After several frustrating false leads, the tall saiya-jin had finally found their trail. A cold smile crept over his features, he'd enjoy making those bastards pay. After flying over the next ridge, the slavers came into view. "At my signal, attack!"

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It didn't take the saiya-jin long to wipe out the slave-traders. Radditz noted that most of the would-be slaves were young women, with a few men thrown in for good measure. All of them were very attractive, many were young, some with exotic hair and eye color. 'This group must have been intended to be pleasure slaves. Che.' The thought made Radditz sick, forcing others to perform sex against their will. Disgusting.

A voice broke through his train of thought. "Sir?"

"Hai?"

"Ano . . . what do we do with them?" his second in command asked, indicating the Chikyuu-jin behind him. "We can't just leave them here."

The long-haired saiya-jin scowled, "I suppose not . . . . hmm . . . You and the others see to it that all of them are returned to their homes, then return to base."

"Hai!"

"Sumimasen, sir?" Radditz turned to face the soldier that had just approached him. In his arms was an unconcious woman. "This one appears to be injured. Should I take her back to base?"

"Iie, I will. You assist the others as ordered," Radditz growled, taking the woman from the other's arms.

"Hai!"

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The dark-haired woman groaned as she began to regain consciousness. The first thing that blurred into her vision was a very tall man with lots of black hair. "So you're finally waking up."

Her dark brown eyes flew open and she jumped up with a shriek. Flipping into a corner she dropped into as best a defensive stance as she could manage with her hands still bound. "Stay away from me!"

Radditz blinked at her in sruprise, "What's your problem woman?" he asked, stepping towards her.

"Stay back!"

"Woman I'm not going to . . . " POW!! Radditz's sentance was abruptly cut off as the woman punched him in the face. "Are you crazy?!" he snarled, getting back off the floor where he had landed and holding a hand over his left eye.

From behind him Kakarott chuckled, "Having trouble Oniisan?"

Radditz turned and glared at his younger brother, "You think you can do better?"

"Probably," the young saiya-jin smirked, " and without getting a black eye too."

"Shimatta!" the long-haired saiya-jin cursed, he'd forgotten that. Radditz stormed past his little brother, "She's all yours then!"

As soon as his brother had left, Kakarott started laughing. Still backed into her corner, the woman watched as the spiky-haired warrior laughed uncontrollably, leaning against the wall and holding his sides. "You . . . you're something else, miss!" Kakarott gasped. "I've n . . never seen him so worked up over something so small!"

"I'm not small," she grumbled.

With a tremendous amount of effort, Kakarott managed to stop laughing. With his full attention now on the woman in the corner, he couldn't help but notice how beautiful she was. Long silky, black hair cascaded down her back to her waist, chocolate brown eyes peering curiously from beneath long bangs. Her body was perfectly proportioned and gave nothing away of her fighting abilities. 'Wow, she's something else.' Curious about this strange, and apparently strong, young woman he started with the basics, "So what's your name?" To his surprise, she got angrier at his question.

"Oh, so that's your game?! You think that I'll come easier if you try and get friendly first huh?! Well it's not going to work, chikushoume!! If you want me you'll have to force me!"

Completely baffled, Kakarott blinked and cocked his head to one side, "Force you? To do what?"

The dark-haired woman regarded him suspiciously, was this a trick? Knowing she'd never find out just standing in the corner, she approached the saiya-jin warrior cautiously. Kakarott hardly dared to breathe as she looked into his eyes, searching for something.

'Either he's totally clueless or an accomplished liar,' she thought. 'Well, here goes nothin'.' Taking a deep breath she locked eyes with him, "Force me to sleep with you. You know, have sex."

Kakarott turned bright red at her words, "N-n-no!" he stammered, waving his hands frantically. "I'd n-never . . . Y-your n-not even a prisoner!"

"Then why am I still in these?!" she demanded, holding up her still-bound wrists.

Some of the red leaving his face, the young saiya-jin grinned, "`Cause my oniisan forgot to take them off ya. Here . . ." he reached forward and shot a small ki blast at the manacles. The woman gasped in surprise when the manacles fizzled and a small puff of smoke came out before they popped open and fell off.

"H-how?" she stammered, "Only a sonic key can open those . . ."

Kakarott smirked at her, "If I hadn't been born an elite soldier, I would've been a scientist."

"You're a soldier?!!" she shrilled and once again jumped back into a defensive stance.

Sighing Kakarott wondered if she'd ever calm down. "Well of course I'm a soldier. You don't think the alliance would send civilians to liberate a planet do you?"

The young woman's jaw dropped, she had completely misenterpreted her situation. Composing herself, the woman bowed suddenly in apology, startling the saiya-jin warrior. "Gomen nasai. I've been behaving poorly."

Kakarott chuckled and put one arm behind his head, "Don't worry about it. Will ya tell me your name now?" he finished in a hopeful tone.

The woman smiled at him, "Hai. My name is Chichi."

November 27, 2001

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Disclaimer: Here we go. I do not own any of the characters from Dragonball, Dragonball Z, or Dragonball GT. They are all the property of Akira Toriyama, Bird Studio, Toei Animation, and Funimation Inc. However, all the other characters in my stories are mine. I'm not making any money off of this, its just for fun. And to top it off I'm a college student who works part-time at Wal-Mart so you know I don't have any money. So if you sue me you won't get anything.

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