Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Forced Beginnings - Black Flowers ❯ PV ( Chapter 3 )

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Black Flowers - Klara_in_flares
Black flowers ; chapter 3, 'PV'

"Breeding stock???" Trunks yelled. "What the hell are you intending on doing with us?"

Vegeta scowled at his son. "Isn't it obvious?" He asked sarcastically.

I.R.Evil was still smirking. "If I'm correct, each Saiyan female is compatible with at least two Saiyan males." He mused.

Bra and Pan looked at each other, then around at the others. Pan frowned. The colour drained from her face…. Trunks and Vegeta! She looked at Bra's horrified expression. Goku, Gohan and Goten!

Pan spun back around. "That's sick! No way! You've got to be kidding!" She yelled in protest.

I.R.Evil laughed in response. "Don't worry about decisions, everyone will get a turn." He laughed more. He sauntered away down the hallway, leaving them alone.

Bra turned back around, facing the others. Her eyes briefly met Gohan's, and she looked away quickly. Gohan blushed deeply. "This is not happening!" Bra complained. "It can't be! I never asked for my Saiyan blood! I just want to be a normal girl! Is that so much to ask?"

"That guy can't be serious, he can't be…" Trunks muttered in disbelief. He glanced at Pan. Oh Dende…Pan… he was compatible with her…

Gohan followed his gaze. "We're finding a way out of this." He said with determination. "Over my dead body is Pan sleeping with Trunks and Vegeta…"

"You baka!" Roared Vegeta. "Do you think I like the idea of a third class Saiyan like you touching my daughter?"

"We should be the ones most bothered by this!" Pan near enough screamed over the arguing. "How do you think we feel?"

Goten looked solemn. "She's right." He said. "How are we going to get out of this? I don't want to hurt anyone."

"We don't exactly have a choice." Vegeta snapped. "Have you seen their defenses? It could take months to find a weak spot!"

"Are you suggesting I go ahead and sleep with Bra?" Gohan yelled. "How am I meant to go through with that?"

"Quite easily." Vegeta snarled.

"Just shut up! Everyone!" Bra shouted, her hands clamped over her ears. Everyone stopped arguing, and Pan went to put her arms around her friend.

"Sssh, nobody likes the idea." She soothed. "But it doesn't look like we have a choice."

Bra pulled away and looked up at her. "Don't you mind? How do you look so calm?"

Pan smiled weakly. "...I don't." She told her.

A few guards appeared at the door of the cell. Suddenly, four transparent walls blocked Pan in from the others. She struggled, looking around her in amazement. One of the guards walked up to her, clamping a collar around her neck. Pan choked for a few seconds, wildly lashing out and trying to power up. There was a distinctive smell of circuitry as the collar surpressed Pan's growing anger. The others banged and pounded on the walls that enclosed her.

"Pan!" Gohan screamed above the others. "Pan!" His screams were futile. Pan was dragged away by the guards.

Two of the guards stayed, and scanned the remaining prisoners. One of the guards pointed to Trunks and Vegeta, then coversed with the other guard in an incoherent language. The guards both faced the group, as the walls once again slammed down, encasing Vegeta. Gohan's eyes widened. Vegeta roared, and thrashed dangerously, before he too was fitted with the suppressing collar. He was pulled away in the direction that Pan had been taken. Gohan slammed his fists against the cell wall. "No!!!" he screamed. "Vegeta!!!" He slumped to the ground in defeat. "…Don't hurt her…"

Pan awoke in a strange padded cell. She was laid on the floor, which was soft beneath her. She sat up dizzily. "Damn… 'must have knocked me out…" She murmured. She felt the cold metal of the collar. She ran her fingers along it thoughtfully. She attempted to power up a few levels, and the collar crackled threateningly. Pan gulped and kept her power low. She shakily got to her feet, and looked around. The cell was solid, but padded out. The floor was a sort of thick matting that felt squidgy underfoot. Suddenly, the door of the cell opened. Vegeta was pushed through, and the door locked again. Pan froze. "…Vegeta?"

Vegeta gave her an indifferent look.

"Vegeta." Pan said again. "Where are we?" She asked. "Why are we here?"

"I thought you'd inherited some of your father's intelligence." Vegeta said.

Pan tried to not look intimidated. "So we're here…here to…?" She asked tentatively. She swallowed nervously.

Vegeta walked slowly up to her. "There's no point in prolonging the situation." He stated. He reached out, and grasped her shoulders. Pan froze with terror.

"…Vegeta…" She stuttered. Vegeta scowled, and pushed her to the floor. He leaned over her, his face showing no emotion. His hands roughly pulled at her gi, loosening the ties. He pulled it down, and off her. Pan began panicking as she was left just in her underwear. She struggled, and tried to scramble up, but Vegeta was too heavy. Vegeta put his legs either side of her, while he undressed. When he was done, he laid over her, pushing her thighs apart. Pan began to struggle more, furiously beating on his chest, and slapping him across the face. But with the restricting collar, it was useless. Pan kept on hitting him, until suddenly, Vegeta's hand reached out and grabbed her wrist.

"Brat…" He complained. "There isn't any other choice, stop making this more difficult." He warned softly. He tugged at her underwear, and pulled it off. Only the stark metallic collars remained now. Vegeta lay on her, but stopped when he heard a small sob. He pulled back to look at Pan. She had her face turned to the side, and her eyes clenched shut. Another small sob escaped her. Vegeta carefully reached to turn her face towards him. Pan glanced nervously at him. Vegeta studied her face quietly, noticing the tears falling down her cheeks. "You're crying." He pointed out more gruffly than he meant to.

"I'm…I'm scared…" She confessed, trembling slightly. She tried to look away from him, but couldn't. Vegeta's hand loosened under her chin. His hand trailed down her neck to her shoulder. He looked at her with quiet respect, before pressing down on her. Pan winced at the sharp pain that followed. She could feel his grip on her shoulder tighten then relax as he moved. Pan looked past Vegeta's shoulder and neck, and stared at the stark white ceiling. She could taste the tears that had streamed down her face. Pan's hands grasped his arms, being pulled along in the movement. The pace became more demanding, and his breathing quickened. Suddenly he stopped, his hands tightening on her shoulders. He lay his head on her shoulder, and his muscles relaxed. A warm feeling passed through Pan, and she closed her eyes briefly. Slowly, Vegeta moved off her and stood up. Pan opened her eyes, and watched him pull on his clothes. She nervously sat up, pulling her gi over to cover her body. Her hands were shaking as she pulled on her own clothes. She sat against the wall, her arms wrapped around herself with a mixture of shame and embarrassment. Vegeta glanced at her out the corner of his eye.

"That was your first time." He said. Pan looked up at him.

"I…I didn't want that…" She said shakily. "Not with you…"

Vegeta resumed a blank stare at the door of the cell. They waited an hour in the cell. Vegeta stood, his arms folded against him. Pan laid back against the wall, resting her head on the padding. She accidentally let out a small sniffle. She glanced at Vegeta with worry as he looked at her critically.

"I didn't hurt you?" He asked tonelessly.

Pan wiped her eye carefully. "…No." She answered. "I'm sorry, I know you tried to be careful."

The door eventually opened, and the guards came back through. Vegeta let out a snarl, but compiled with them. He stared at them murderously, fire burning in his dark eyes. A guard walked over to Pan's form. He motioned for her to get up, and she uncurled herself and stood on her feet. She was pushed along roughly, and led back along the corridors.

They came to the door of the cell with everyone in. Pan stared blankly as the guard typed something on a holographic control panel, and the walls appeared again in the cell. She was pushed in with Vegeta, and the main door closed and the walls vanished.

Gohan scrambled up from where he had been sitting. Pan's face burned with shame as she glanced around the room at everyone. Gohan stepped forward to hug her tightly. Vegeta moved to one of the walls, and leaned back on it.

Gohan let go of Pan, and scanned her face.

"Pan…" He began, trying to form the question in his mind. "Did you…Did you have to…?" He attempted. Pan nodded slowly. "With…with him?" Gohan continued, finding it difficult to comprehend. Pan nodded again, and Gohan hugged her.

"So, is that it now?" Goten asked. "They'll want her to be pregnant now, won't they?"

The others nearly jumped in surprise when Pan started to laugh unnaturally. "Wow," She laughed. "I'm having Vegeta's baby… Vegeta's… I bet Bulma won't be that happy…."

"It's alright, she'll understand. You had no other choice." Gohan soothed. He glared up at Vegeta. Vegeta glared back.

"Stop looking at me like I'm the damn villain here." Vegeta snapped. "I was careful with her, and didn't prolong the encounter unnecessarily."

Gohan sighed deeply. "I know." He said with reluctance.

Suddenly, the walls appeared around Gohan. Gohan pounded on the walls desperately. His eyes frantically scanned the others, and his eyes rested on Bra. Her eyes were wide, and perhaps were afraid. They knew what was coming before it happened. The walls also came down and enclosed Bra. "Oh Dende…no…" Bra murmured in disbelief. The guards came, and the two were fitted with collars and dragged off.

~AN - Hmmm... What's going to happen? No prizes for guessing unfortunatley. Hehehe... ~