Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Dragon Ball Z: The Redemption ❯ A Dragonball Z Saga: The Redemption - Chronicle Five ( Chapter 5 )

A Dragonball Z Saga: The Redemption - Chronicle Five
Warning Issued: This story contains violence, foul language and strong sexual situations. The author strictly asks that you be of the age of 18 or older to read this series.



Trinity groaned as she slowly opened her eyes to find herself lying naked in her soft bed. She tried to sit up but found it impossible, as two arms were encircled around her waist. The young woman turned to see Vegeta sleeping behind her. She sighed turning her head away to stare out the window. It wasn't soon after that she felt the Saiyan stirring beside her. He grunted as his arms tightened around her as he awoke. The young woman closed her eyes as she felt him press against her. Without saying a word, Vegeta climbed out of her bed and walked out of the room naked. Trinity frowned as she sat up holding the sheet close to her.

She wasn't sure why it bothered her but it did. It bothered the young woman that the Saiyan never said two words to her after what they had just done. He didn't seem phased at all by what transpired and she was... pissed to say the least. How can he just... walk away like that? She was confused about her own emotions. Trinity lowered her gaze and bit down on the corner of her bottom lip. She had never felt so... lost and she hated it. She hated not knowing how she felt. Throwing back the sheets that concealed her naked body, Trinity stood up from bed.

The young woman slid her fingers into her hair and gripped it as an all too familiar emotion over took her. Her shoulders shook violently. She couldn't lose track of what she had come here for. To this… planet. She had to find them. Walking over to the closet, she opened it and found within some clothes for both sexes. She frowned to herself. No one had a sense of fashion on this damn planet... she thought. Folding her arms over her chest she knew that she was going to have to make up her own style if she was going to where what she wished. Pulling out a lilac purple t-shirt, Trinity slipped it on disregarding that she hadn't put on her bra for her only one had been ruined by Vegeta in his lust.

Returning to the closet, she slid several hanged clothes to the side trying to find a pair of pants to her liking. Finally she came across a pair of black pants... (Thank the Gods above). Pulling it off its hanger, she stepped into that one as well. Looking down at herself, Trinity was satisfied with what she was wearing for the most part. It did look make her look good. Smirking she walked over to the mirror and examined herself. Trinity sighed heavily. Her hair was something that she had often battled with.

It was long and beautiful being the color of the night sky. Taking it in her hands she twisted it around before pinning it to her head using a long pencil she found in the vanity. Finally after what seemed hours, she emerged forty minutes later fully dressed. As she walked into the hall she found the house oddly quiet. A frown crossed over her face as she slowly descended down the stairs into the living room. Sitting alone on the couch was Trunks. He had fallen asleep it would seem. Trinity watched him silently. She was wondering whether she should wake him or let him continue resting when he opened his blue eyes and turned them towards her. "Oh... Trinity..." he said in a groggy voice. "I waited for you." Trinity gave short nod as she watched him. "I thought... everyone had gone..." she said softly.

She would never say it nor admit it to herself but in those brief seconds she felt alone again. Although she was alone in this universe somehow during her brief stay she had grown dependant on their presence. "My father did leave. He went to talk with Piccolo..." Trinity nodded again. Trunks stood up and walked towards her. He took her small hands in his. "Look... Trinity... about... at the Tournament..." he stopped himself as he gazed into her dark blue eyes.

Those eyes. They seemed to take swallow everything around them and drown them within their sadness. Trunks reached out and placed his hand on her cheek. "Trinity..." he breathed. Trinity opened her mouth to speak when his lips crashed against hers. The young woman's eyes widened in surprise as she felt him slip his tongue into her mouth. She closed her eyes as she felt it dip and taste hers. A soft gentle moan vibrated from her chest as the half Saiyan slipped his arms around her.

Trinity slowly raised one hand and placed it on the young man's shoulder, squeezing it. This seemed to be the only initiative he needed to deepen the kiss considerably. Their lips entwined around each other in a sort of romantic dance, their tongues gently meeting touching, tasting, feeling the warmth that they were sharing. After many minutes had passed, Trunks broke the kiss but continued to hold the young woman in his arms. He could never explain it but there was something about her. This something had drawn him to her and would continue to do so. The sound of the door opening drew them out of their serenity and they stepped apart. Trinity tore her eyes from him to look at who entered the house.

It was the same young man she had seen before she had lost consciousness. She never caught his name. "Hey Trunks is this...... uh... Trinity?" he asked. Trinity raised her eyebrow before turning her gaze back to the young man whom she had just shared a kiss with. "Hey Gohan.... yeah this is Trinity. Um... what are you doing here?" Trunks asked his friend. He appeared to be somewhat agitated. At first glance it could not be seen as to why however if you watched him long enough you saw the reason as to why. His cock was raging within his pants, trying to burst forth. Trinity snickered, quickly covering her hands with her mouth to stifle the sound. The one called Gohan approached her. He extended a hand. "Hey the name's Gohan."

Trinity took his hand and shook it firmly. Gohan pulled his hand back and massaged it. "You have a grip there..." he joked as he winced. The young woman looked down at her hand. Perhaps she did but she didn't really notice. I mean how often does one shake hands with one's self?" So are we going to practice together or what Trunks?" Gohan asked his friend. Trinity looked up with interest. Practice? "Uh... actually Gohan... I was wondering if you could come..." Trunks began but Trinity quickly interrupted him. "I would love to practice with you..."

Gohan smiled. "Really? That would be great!" he turned and lead the way to the sparring room. He was unaware of the heated glares he was getting from his friend as they stepped into the room. Trinity turned towards the two teenage half Saiyans. "Okay, who's going first?" she asked. Gohan looked at Trunks before throwing up his hand. "I will!" he exclaimed ignoring the dirty look he gained from his friend. "All right..." Trinity smiled as she stepped back onto the grass. "Show me what you got, kid..."

"KID!? You look the same age as Trunks and me... well at least Trunks. How old are you?" Gohan asked her. Trinity smiled a thought occuring to her. "Tell you what... every time you land a hit on me... I'll answer one question." Gohan smiled. "That’s too easy...." he said. Trunks shook his head. "I don't know about that Gohan. She took down my dad in less time than anyone before. What do you get if you hit us?" "Why the same rule applies of course." "DEAL!" Gohan shouted without giving what she said much thought. Trunks frowned to himself and folded his arms over his chest. Somehow he felt that there was more to this little game than she was letting on.

"All right... come at me..." she said with a smirk upon her pretty face. Trunks' arms slowly slid from their interlocked position. Damn what I wouldn't give to be able to bend her over again... He thought. Gohan flew toward Trinity preparing to punch her in the jaw when he found himself on the ground and Trinity leaning over him. "That's a point for me," she said smiling down at him. Gohan stared up at her and blushed. "Uh... yeah I guess it is...." he stammered. She was far prettier than what he was used to. He always thought that Andriod Eighteen was pretty but she... this Trinity had almost a God-like beauty to her. "What do you want to know?" Trunks asked her.

"Hm...." the young woman seemed to be giving it a lot of thought when she turned her gaze towards the half Saiyan. "Have you ever heard of the dragonballs?" she asked him. The two friends looked at each other. How could she have known about the dragonballs? This same thought had entered their minds. "Hey you have to answer my question its part of the deal." "Oh... yeah. We've heard of them..." Trunks offered slowly. Trinity nodded as she blocked a punch from Gohan. This took both boys by surprise since she had not turned her eyes away from Trunks. She looked back at Gohan to deal him a good blow when the young half Saiyan suddenly dropped to the ground and kicked her feet from underneath her. Trinity allowed him to do so although she could have easily dodged his attack. "Oof... okay.... " she sat up. "I have to answer one of your questions... so go ahead and ask me..." "How old are you really?" Gohan asked her ignoring the snort that came from Trunks. "Older than you think I am. A great deal older," she smirked, mysteriously.

"Hey that’s not fair. That’s not an answer." "Well... actually kiddo it is. I never said we had to give direct answers just answers." Gohan smiled. He liked her. She had an attitude to her that was mischievous but at the same time very adult. At that moment while she was distracted, Gohan jumped up and kicked her head gently leaving his foot pressed against her ear. Trinity smiled and shook her head. "You are good..." she said. "Okay you have to give me a direct answer this time. How old are you EXACTLY?" Gohan asked her. "Well.... on my planet I would be considered to be seventeen. However on your world... I am 119 years old." Both Trunks and Gohan's mouth fell open. "Y-you... .look so young though!" Gohan exclaimed. "Yes well.... I age differently than you do." Gohan shook his head trying to understand that the young woman... well... .not so young woman standing before him wasn't nearly the same age as he was. Hell she was older than his dad and Vegeta combined. That thought put an amusing smirk on his face. "GOHAN PAY ATTENTION!" Trunks shouted as Gohan was knocked to the ground. Trinity loomed over him with a smile on her face. "Gotcha..." she whispered causing the Saiyan to once again blush.

"What else do you want to know?" Trunks asked. "I only want to know one thing.... do you know where I can find the dragonballs?" Both young half Saiyans looked at each other before looking at her. "No... we don't." "How do you know about the dragonballs?" Gohan asked her, his eyes narrowing. "No, no, no... you have to hit me for me to answer that..." she said with a smile. Gohan jumped up to punch her but she was too quick for him and she sidestepped his attempt. The boy quickly recovered and turned to backhand her hard across her face. He was surprised that she had not blocked his attack and remained in the position. "Trin... oh god I am so sorry... I didn't mean..." he stammered. Trinity raised her face. "Are you going to ask me your question or not?" she asked with a smile on her face.

Trunks stepped forward this time, his arms folded across his chest. "How did you know about the dragonballs?" he asked her. Trinity turned to look at him. "I heard one of the fighters talking about it at the Tournament." She said simply as she shrugged her shoulders. Somehow Trunks did not believe her but as he opened his mouth to say something they were interrupted. "What are you doing?" came the stern voice of his father. The two half Saiyans turned to look upon the stern face of Vegeta who stood before them with his fists on his hips. "We practicing, dad," Trunks said. Vegeta frowned. "Looks more like you were wasting time to me," Vegeta growled fixing his gaze upon the young woman who's own gaze never wavered.

There as something in his eyes that made her unable to break her own from his. "And if you have that much time on your hands then go to Piccolo." Trunks and Gohan's faces fell. "But..." "No buts... MOVE IT!!" Vegeta snapped. Gohan and Trunks nodded and ran out of the training room leaving Trinity and Vegeta alone. "How long have you been there?" she asked him. She knew from the look in his eye that he had heard more than she had wanted him to. Vegeta smirked. "119... I would have taken you for more of being 16 years old." Trinity shrugged her shoulders. "Like I said I don't age like you do.... even if you are a Saiyan."

Vegeta's smirk disappeared from his face. "I don’t believe that story about overhearing a fighter talking about the dragonballs for one minute. How did you really hear about them?" Trinity folded her arms over her chest. "Now if you want to ask me anything Vegeta then you will have to succeed in hitting me." The Saiyan watched her. "I'm not going to indulge in that childish game of yours, woman. But you will answer my question." "I'm not your child, Vegeta. You cannot order me around to do anything..." Trinity snapped. "It seems to me that I can order you to do whatever I want you whore." A dark expression passed over the young woman's face.

Suddenly the Saiyan Prince found himself on the ground being pinned by Trinity. "If you ever call me that outside of us fucking... I'll rip your guts out and let you live long enough for me to make you eat them..." she hissed. The way she spoke sent a chill over Vegeta but he did not show any signs of it. Suddenly the Saiyan jumped up knocking her to the ground. He reached out suddenly grabbing Trinity by the back of her head. He yanked her up and kissed her violently.

No one had ever said those words to him... well... no woman had dared to. He bit at her bottom lip drawing blood. Vegeta gripped her hair tightly in his hand and forced her down onto her knees. Taking the hemn of his pants in his hand the Saiyan and jerked them down in one motion. "Suck my dick..." he growled. Before Trinity could protest the Saiyan had shoved the whole length of his cock into her mouth. She gagged a little, tears forming in her eyes causing Vegeta to smirk. "Can't take it?" he asked her as he gripped her hair and forced his cock into her mouth. A look of anger lit behind Trinity's eyes. The young woman reached up taking his balls in her hand as she suddenly sucked hard. Vegeta's eyes shut tightly as he groaned.

Trinity forced the Saiyan further into her mouth until the tip of his cock slid down her throat about three inches. She pulled back before swallowing him again causing Vegeta to grunt as he placed his other hand on her head. He opened his eyes. “Do you think you have gained control over me this way?" he rasped out. Holding onto the young woman's head he suddenly started pounding her mouth ignoring her struggle to break free. "That's right you bitch... take it all..." he growled as he pounded her pretty face for all she was worth.

Trinity opened her eyes staring up at the Saiyan. Those dark blue orbs were clouded over with lust and she sucked him harder, swallowing him as far as she could. When she felt her gag relax starting to react, she took a deep breath and ignored the feeling. She had to have him. She wanted to feel his cum sliding down her throat or better yet she wanted to feel it on her face. At that thought, Trinity shuddered and slipped her hand down her pants to fondle her dripping cunt. As if reading her thoughts, Vegeta quickened his pace, growling as he did before he pushed her back off him and he took his jerking cock in his hand. The head had turned a dark purplish color signaling his need to cum.

"Open your mouth, you whore..." he ordered her. Trinity opened her mouth and watched as he sprayed his cum. Some filled her mouth but most sprayed all over her face. When the last drops had oozed out of the tip, Trinity crawled over to him and slurped the last remains. Falling back the young woman wiped up the last of the cum, licking it off her fingers and lips. Vegeta watched her silently his cock still very much hardened. Trinity raised her eye to look up at him and stood up unzipping her pants and letting them fall to her feet.

She pushed the Saiyan onto his back and straddled him. His cock slipped inside her wet cunt easily and he immediately started thrusting into her. Trinity moaned as she road his cock for all she was worth enjoying how it massaged the walls of her pussy. No one would have ever guessed that the young woman had never had as much sex or allowed any man to treat her in the bed as she did Vegeta. She arched her back as she pushed down on him, crying out as he met her with his own thrusts.

The two riding on a rhythm that their bodies played out. Trinity grabbed her breasts and began pulling on the tips, pinching and pulling at her nipples. "Ugh... gonna.... .cum..... gonna..... cummmmmmm...." she groaned as she leaned forward placing her hands on his shoulders and started grinding down on him wildly. Vegeta met her at each turn feeling his own need to cum starting to overtake his senses. He reached up and grabbed the young woman's face pulling her down to him as he shoved his tongue into her mouth as his cock lost control and he came deep inside her. Trinity cried out into his mouth as she came violently on him.

Vegeta held her close to him. "You are mine... no other's..." Trinity frowned. "I can be with... " Before she finished the statement, she felt the Saiyan's hand suddenly grab her by the throat. He held her out but did not remove her from being on top of him. "You belong to ME!" he hissed at her. "Always..." Although she wanted to or at least she thought she wanted to, Trinity did not argue with the Saiyan but merely nodded her head. "Always...." This seemed to satisfy the Saiyan and he pulled her close to him again.