Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Honour Bound ❯ Chapter nine - the escape ( Chapter 9 )

Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ or any of the characters

 

Please note this chapter has rape in it so be warned

 

 

Chapter nine

 

The escape

 

 

The blue eyed woman stared hard at Chi Chi, “Oh but it is my friend” she crooned.

 

“18” she gasped.

 

Chi Chi had met 18 when she had first been captured and they had sought solace with each other, forming a friendship of sorts. However, several days later Yamcha had taken 18 and Chi Chi hadn't seen her since thinking she must be dead. Chi Chi closed her eyes momentarily; she could still remember 18's screams as Yamcha dragged her out while laughing at what he was going to do.

 

Chi Chi opened her eyes and focused them on 18 while backing away from her, she could see nothing left of her friend and doubted after what she had been through that she would ever be able to return to the person she once was.

 

She turned and began to run down the hall towards her cell, however 18 lunged herself after her, knocking her to the ground where she hit it with a thud. 18 then rolled her over onto her back and straddled her waist, while stroking one of her slender fingers down Chi Chi's cheek.

 

“What…. What happened to you 18” Chi Chi gasped as the pressure from 18 began to restrict her breathing.

 

“Yamcha and Gero happened” the blond woman said while closing her eyes, as if remembering the memories of what she had been through.

 

Chi Chi watched 18 as she seemed to struggle with her thoughts, quickly thinking she attempted to try and reach the woman under the cold exterior. “18, please don't do this, we are friends, help me and we can escape and find Krillen” she pleaded.

 

18's eyes snapped open at the mention of Krillen's name, she quickly moved her face so that her lips touched Chi Chi's ear and whispered “No, I can never go back, even if I wanted to, he would never want me not now….not after…” she suddenly stopped, pulling her head back and narrowed her eyes at the dark haired woman.

 

Before Chi Chi could respond, 18 grabbed her around the throat and floated into the air so that Chi Chi was dangling, her feet flailing of the floor, desperately gasping for air while clawing at the hand which was slowly squeezing the life out of her.

 

18 flew to the cell that Chi Chi had previously been in and tossed her hard into it, smiling as she hit the wall and landed on the floor hard, knocking her unconscious. She slowly floated down to the floor and closed the door behind her, ensuring that the lock was re-engaged.

 

18 then turned her attention to the woman in the cell opposite, watching the steady rhythm of her chest rise and fall `ahh she must still be unconscious' she thought, before turning and walking out of the cells and back to where Gero was waiting for her.

 

Once 18 had left, Bulma snapped open her eyes, she quickly glanced around instantly noticing Chi Chi's unconscious body lying on the floor of her cell. She leaped of the cot and quickly made her way to Chi Chi's cell, where she went to work unlocking the door.

 

Bulma had made a very quick escape when Chi Chi had come face to face with 18, she had managed to scramble back to her cell and pretend that she was asleep, in the hopes that she wouldn't be noticed, and it seemed to have worked.

 

Bulma quickly released the lock and entered the cell, kneeling on the floor next to Chi Chi, where she began to rouse the unconscious woman.

 

Slowly Chi Chi's eyes began to open, she tried to get up but she was too dizzy, Bulma put an arm around her new friend and helped her to sit on the cot.

 

“Who was that woman” Bulma asked.

 

Chi Chi rubbed her head trying to alleviate the throbbing bounding of her skull, very slowly she focused her attention on Bulma answering her as best she could “her name is 18, she was already a prisoner here when I arrived” she momentarily paused before continuing “we sort of became friends but then….but then Yamcha took her and now” she finished no longer able to get the words out.

 

Bulma rubbed Chi Chi's back in an attempt to calm her down, they had to get out of there no matter what, and time was running out. Bulma stood up and moved to the door and looked out towards the exit that they had tried to get to earlier. Turning back to Chi Chi she grabbed the other woman's wrists and dragged her to her feet, and began to pull her down the corridor.

 

Once again they found themselves in front of the exit, Chi Chi was still a little disorientated, however Bulma had decided that she would just have to grit her teeth and gain some composure, there was no way they could afford to wait around for 18 to report to Yamcha or Gero about the attempted escape.

 

Slowly Bulma opened the door a crack and peered out, noticing the hall was empty she quickly grabbed Chi Chi's arm and pulled her out into the hall. Silently they made their way along the various corridors looking for some indication of an exit.

 

Suddenly both froze as a high pitched scream from a woman emanated from behind a large metal door at the far end of the corridor they were heading. Curiosity getting the better of Bulma, she made her way as quietly as possible towards the sound, leaving Chi Chi clinging to the wall in an effort to keep herself standing.

 

As Bulma reached the door, the screams turned to that of moans and as she placed her ear to it for a better listen, she could also make out grunting noises.

 

Very carefully Bulma gripped the door handle and slowly twisted it open; she placed her eye to the crack she had made to get a good look at what was going on. Her eyes opened wide at what she saw.

 

In the room strapped to a table was a young woman of no more that seventeen years of age, she was humanoid in appearance, her blond hair matted with blood, while her blue skin was covered in bruises and cuts. Yamcha was kneeling in between her legs thrusting himself in and out of her womanhood while suckling at her breasts. Although the woman was moaning in what seemed like pleasure, Bulma could see from the tears and pain in her eyes that it was something she desperately didn't want to happen to her.

 

Bulma was about to go in and attempt to knock Yamcha out and help the girl, when another man entered the room and began to speak to Yamcha in a language she could not understand, while Yamcha just continued to rape the young girl as if the other man was not there.

 

Swallowing hard her tears of regret at not being able to save the girl; Bulma gently shut the door and hurried back to Chi Chi who was now standing unaided by the wall. She didn't even wait for Chi Chi to ask what she had just witnessed, they had to move and now, there was no way in hell she was going to allow that bastard to lay a hand on either herself or her new friend.

 

With tears still in her eyes at what she had just witnessed, Bulma and Chi Chi made their way in the opposite direction until they hit a dead end. Searching around frantically they spotted a small air duct half way up the wall, just big enough to squeeze through. Bulma popped her tool capsule and began to remove the grill while Chi Chi stood watch in case someone heard them.

 

Having removed the grill both women climbed inside, ensuring that they replaced it behind them so no one would know it had been disturbed. They then began to make their way along the dark metal tunnels hoping they would lead somewhere outside.

 

Within an hour both Bulma and Chi Chi were almost ready to give up, they had been down four different tunnels and none of them had led to the outside, Bulma was about to break down into tears when Chi Chi suddenly grabbed her arm.

 

“I can feel air, cold fresh air” Chi Chi said excitedly.

 

Wiping at her eyes Bulma followed in silence as Chi Chi led them down yet another tunnel, it was colder than the others and more dirty, yet both carried on until they reached a small vented hatch.

 

Chi Chi pressed her shoulder into it trying to dislodge it but it was too difficult, she beckoned to Bulma to give her a hand and together both women struggled to move the hatch. With a lot of effort it began to move, and soon both of them were able to gaze at the star lit sky for the first time in what seemed like an eternity.

 

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As 18 made her way to Gero's lab she began to think of Krillen, how could she go back to him now, look at what she had become. Yamcha had repeatedly raped her and made it so she had enjoyed the sensations he placed upon her body.

 

He had then given her over to Gero once he had become board with her and she had been turned into a cyborg killing machine. She had attempted to use her new powers in order to kill Yamcha however had found that Gero had put in a fail safe which made it impossible for her to harm either of them.

 

18 found out very quickly that she had no choice in obeying either of them when they had ordered her to kill someone. Yamcha had brought in a child of about eight years old and had simply told 18 the break every bone in her body.

 

18 had stood looking at the child who cowered before her, crying while hugging a dolly close to her chest. She had desperately tried to fight against his orders, her nails digging into her palms until she drew blood in an attempt to keep from laying a hand on the child. Seeing her turmoil Yamcha had motioned to Gero who flicked a switch on his belt making it impossible for 18 to fight the order.

 

It had taken her a little over half an hour to complete the task, the childs blue eyes so much like her own and screams would forever haunt her dreams, as would her blood be forever on her hands, hands which had now taken many lives in service to her masters.

 

Although 18 had initially hated killing those she had been ordered to, over a short period of time she gradually became complacent to it, and had even began to enjoy it on some level, which she found was the most sickening part of it all.

 

Shaking the memories from her mind, 18 entered Gero's lab and lay upon the table waiting for Gero to begin running his usual diagnostics.

 

Gero entered his lab and smiled and evil smile as he saw 18 already waiting for him, how easy it seemed to have his creations so compliant to his demands.

 

“Well my dear” Gero began as he made his way over to 18 and began hooking her up to various machines “shall we begin”.

 

As Gero started the machines, 18 found herself slowly slipping into a dreamless sleep while the machines did their job which was usual.

 

Gero paced around his lab, checking on the progress of the diagnostics and making notes as he went. Once he was done he left 18 to reactivate which usually took about half an hour while he went to find Yamcha.

 

Gero made his way from his lab through one of the rear connecting halls to Yamcha's private fuck room as it had so crudely been dubbed. He smirked cruelly as he heard the noise coming from inside `oh to be young again' he thought as he entered without knocking.

 

Entering the room he licked his lips as he saw Yamcha thrusting himself in and out of the Hellion female. She would make an excellent cyborg, once Yamcha had finished with her.

 

Speaking in his native language of Japanese, Gero began to relay to Yamcha how 18's progress was coming along, her body had completely accepted the implants and there was no sign of rejection. He was also keen to find out how soon he could get his hands on the Hellion female, he stopped momentarily in his triad and looked towards the door connecting to the main hall, wondering if he had heard a noise, shaking the idea form his head he continued to finish his conversation with Yamcha, having no idea that the noise he had heard had been Bulma closing the door.

 

Yamcha listened to Gero go on about his experimentations while he continued to fuck the woman under him, he was used to his interruptions and he paid him no head. With a few final thrusts Yamcha came, pushing himself as deep as possible into the Hellion, loving the sounds she was making. Quickly he pulled out of her and grabbed his robe as he climbed off of the table feeling very relaxed.

 

“I'm glad all is going well Gero, however I won't be finished with this one for some time, she is quite a goer once her buttons are pushed” he yawned as he looked back towards the crying girl who had turned her face away from them to hide the shame.

 

Gero frowned at Yamcha's reply he was always selfish when it came to his women, still he could always send 18 out to pick up something for a little experimentation in order to keep him busy. Rolling his eyes while nodding to Yamcha, Gero made his way back to his lab in order to send 18 out on a little mission.

 

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Chi Chi and Bulma pulled themselves out of the vent and gazed up into the sky, while breathing in the cold night air. Looking around all they could see was the vastness of the desert sand dunes laid out before them.

 

Bulma headed down the rocky dune on which they were standing followed by Chi Chi who slid most of the way down on her behind. As they scanned the area in order to decide which direction they should take they heard a sudden rumble from behind them, crouching down as much as they could into the sand they watched as 18 emerged from an opening in one of the dunes and took to the sky.

 

Both looked at each other as if coming to the same conclusion, although Bulma was the first to voice the suggestion “she must be heading for a specific destination, lets go the same way” Bulma said excitedly.

 

Chi Chi just nodded and followed her friend as she began to move in the same direction that 18 had flown, although she just hoped that they did not end up in a worse predicament than they had already been in.

 

It took them all night until they reached the outskirts of what seemed like some kind of civilisation and they had not seen anything of 18 again that night. Both were extremely thirsty, cold and tired.

 

As the morning suns rose over the city, they were able to make out its many red stone buildings, which matched the desert sands perfectly. The roads were nothing more that dirt tracks and there was little vegetation to be seen anywhere. Many of the buildings were clustered into groups of threes and fives, while in the middle was a large round stone circle which looked like a well of some kind.

 

Grinning both women ran towards it in the hopes of being able to quench their thirsts, they both looked into the rather brownish looking liquid which sloshed around within its brick confines, daring themselves to drink.

 

Chi Chi dipped her fingers into the liquid and brought them wearily to her lips, slowly she slipped her tongue across the tips tasting them, she shuddered at the taste, it was foul and stagnant, though it was water.

 

“Well” Bulma asked, raising one blue eyebrow waiting for Chi Chi to give her to go ahead.

 

“It tastes like crap, but I suppose we have no choice” she replied, dipping her whole hand into the dirty water and scooping out some and drinking it, grimacing with each swallow.

 

Bulma carefully scooped some up for herself, staring at it as if waiting for it to come alive, swallowing hard and closing her eyes so she did not have to see what she was about to do she sipped from her hand, shuddering from the efforts.

 

After drinking their repugnant refreshment they began to make their way across to the small market place which was just beginning to set up in the small clearing up ahead of them, inhaling deeply as the various aromas of the trader's wares caught their sense of smell.

 

“I don't have anything to trade with” Chi Chi admitted, looking to Bulma who was looking at all the fresh foods which were being cooked and drooling.

 

Bulma began to fiddle with her fingers, letting them glide repeatedly over her signet ring, the one which held the crest of Vegetasie, it was solid platinum and held a sapphire and fire opal within the setting which was the royal colours, Bulma had received it as a coming of age present by her parents. Slowly she slipped the ring from her finger and held it up to Chi Chi “this is all I have, see what you can get for it”.

 

Chi Chi took the ring from Bulma who went to wait by the well, she couldn't face seeing it sold, as her friend sought out one of the gem traders. Chi Chi found a small stall which sold all sorts of jewels and precious metals and approached the vender putting on her best `don't mess with me face' and presented the ring to the trader.

 

The trader who was a small fat frog like alien, looked at Chi Chi and smiled in a way which sent a shudder to her very soul, taking the ring from her, he put it in front of his face, suddenly all five of his eyes grew and bulged out from his head as he inspected the object, making Chi Chi swallow hard as she felt bile begin to rise in her throat at the disgusting display occurring in front of her eyes.

 

Once the vender had inspected the ring and his eyes returned to relative normalcy he simply stated in a high pitched voice, “I'll give you two hundred credits no more, and you won't get a better offer from anywhere else pretty thing” while his forked tongue slid provocatively over his lips.

 

“Fine, I'll take it” Chi Chi stated, not wanting to be in his presence any more than she had to, he was giving her the creeps in a way that even Yamcha hadn't.

 

Taking the credits, Chi Chi hurried back over to Bulma who was still waiting by the well. She told her how much they got which turned out to be quite a fair trade considering how sleazy the trader had seemed.

 

They both agreed that they needed to keep a very low profile in case 18 was still around or even worse Yamcha was out hunting them down. They purchased some fresh pastry and a cloak each from one of the other traders a humanoid man with purple skin and green hair, who also told them where they could pick up a transport to one of the other cities.

 

Arriving at the outskirts of the city, they procured passage aboard a small shuttle heading north, which was great as it would lead them away from where they had come from. Both took turns in sleeping while the other kept watch as they travelled the several hours it took to reach the capital city of Omega prime, far away from Yamcha, Gero and 18.

 

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18 arrived back at the labs before the suns rose with a young woman she had acquired from one of the bars at the desert city of Algon. The woman was about twenty years old and was humanoid in appearance, with long white hair and dark brown skin and had been very eager to follow 18 thinking that she wanted to purchase her services for the evening.

 

With the female securely slung over her shoulder, 18 moved her way through the halls until she reached Gero's personal labs. She opened the door and walked in to find Gero waiting for her; she placed the unconscious woman on the table and waited for Gero to give her new orders.

 

“ahh, very nice, very nice indeed” Gero spoke as he made his way over to the young female and stroked his hand along the entire length of her body, feeling the contours of her muscles and bones.

 

He then turned to 18 and dismissed her without giving her a second thought, before turning back to the woman lying before him and began to remove her clothing “yes, very nice indeed”

 

Making her way through the halls to her own room which she had been assigned, 18 passed the one Yamcha used for his personal pleasure, she closed her eyes as she passed, he was at it again, she could clearly hear the moans from the female on the other side while his machines went to work. it was bad enough to be constantly raped by him, but when he used the machines it became something worse much worse as she remembered well.

 

Shaking the memories of Yamcha and the machines from her mind, 18 continued to her room, entering it and locking the door behind her. She stripped of her clothing and moved to enter the shower turning it on as hot as she could get it. She began to wash herself noticing for the umpteenth time the many little scars which now adorned her once unblemished skin, the results from Gero's experimentations.

 

Finishing her shower quickly, she grabbed a towel and dried her body and hair before changing into a clean outfit of blue pants and blue and white striped top. She then lay upon her bed and drifted of to sleep which she knew would be filled with nightmares from her past.

 

Back in Gero's lab he was hard at work making preparations for his latest experiment, he was going to completely replace the woman's arms and legs with cybernetic ones, after he had a little fun that is.

 

The young woman opened her eyes and took in her surroundings, she gasped in shock as she laid eyes on the withered old man in front of her who was removing his clothing. She struggled against her restraints in an attempt to break free from the binds which held her down, however it was futile.

 

Where the hell was she, the last thing she had remembered was the beautiful blond haired woman who had propositioned her at the bar in town, and now she was in a strange place tied to a table with an old man about to screw her. Although this sort of thing was something she was not unfamiliar with she felt that the blond woman could off at least told her she would have to fuck a withered old man.

 

Gero moved over to the woman and began to fondle her breasts “oh such a lovely young thing, it's been such a long time” he groaned feeling the softness of her mounds beneath his calloused hands. He brushed them down towards the apex of her thighs and began to stroke at her opening feeling it's slickness before entering one of his fingers inside.

 

He removed his hands from the woman and with much effort he managed to climb upon the table and kneel in between her legs. He then grasped hold of his manhood and began to stroke it, in an attempt to get himself hard, growling when the thing wouldn't budge he began to curse a series of profanities.

 

The young woman on the table rolled her eye before saying in a common cat like voice “hey old man, untie me and I'll get your little friend hard”. Gero frowned at her, the audacity of her implying that he was unable to get the job done himself “No, I want you bound for this pretty, it might take a while but I'll get there” he professed while grasping his manhood again and tugging on it harder, smiling when the little fellow began to come to life.

 

Once Gero had got himself as hard as he could, he positioned himself at the woman's entrance and slid into her wetness, hissing at the feel of her around him as she clenched and unclenched. He began to move in and out of her at a slow pace, remembering how good it felt to be with a woman, for it had been many years.

 

The young woman lay there looking up to the ceiling as Gero busied himself with fucking her, she attempted to calculate how much she would be charging for all this, after all she was not cheep while giving him the usual `oh' and `arrgh'. She was brought out of her musings by the strangled cries of Gero as he climaxed inside of her, spilling what he had into her body then collapsing on top of her, panting hard.

 

“so have you finished old man” she groaned, god he was heavy.

 

Gero looked up at her, the sweat dripping down his brow “for now pretty” he stated.

 

“Well just so you know the longer you keep me the dearer it will be” she smiled thinking of how much she could take the old codger for.

 

Gero pulled his now limp member out of her and climbed down from the table, quickly wiping himself down before redressing. He then picked up a small syringe from his work station and moved to stand next to the woman. Grinning he held up the needle and flicked at it knocking the bubbles from it before grasping the woman's throat and injecting a substance into her neck.

 

The last thing she heard was Gero saying she would never leave the place again before a strange numbness took over the whole of her body followed by darkness which seemed eternal.

 

Gero then went over to a large couch and flopped down upon it, he closed his eyes and decided he needed a little sleep before he began to perform his latest experiment; after all he couldn't afford to make any mistakes.

 

Yamcha exited his room leaving the young Hellion woman still strapped to the machines, although at this time she was unconscious. He made his way silently towards the cells, he needed to check on his latest prizes especially since the earth warrior had tried to escape yet again, oh she would definitely be one he would enjoy breaking, however it was the Saiyan princess Bulma who really had his thoughts. Although he had known many beautiful women in his time, she was by far the most alluring and sweetest.

 

Entering the cell corridor he made his way along the vast empty cells until he approached the ones he knew held his new acquisitions, stopping dead in his tracks, he noticed that both doors were unlocked.

 

“Fuck..fuck..fuck, how the hell did those bitches get loose” he screamed, quickly turning around and running back out into the main hall and to 18's room. He pounded on her door relentlessly until she opened it coming face to face with the man who had brought about her new nightmare. “what can I do for you master” she questioned, spitting out the last word.

 

“The fucking prisoners have escaped you stupid whore, start searching the place immediately then report back to me” he yelled before going back to his rooms.

 

He quickly got dressed and went to inform Gero who was just starting his experiments on a very pretty looking dark skinned woman who had not seen before. He told Gero that if the women were not on the compound the he and 18 would go above ground to search for them.

 

Yamcha headed back out into the main hall where he ran into 18, “I can't locate them master, they must have reached top side” she stated watching as his face contorted into one of complete and utter rage.

 

“Do you want me to go out and try to locate them” 18 questioned.

 

“Yes, but I'll go with you, I want to teach them whores a lesson in who their trying to fuck with” he spat.

 

Yamcha and 18 entered one of the hover transports and proceeded to the top side, where they engaged the inferred trackers, it would make their work much easier in locating anything living in such a vast open space.

 

For miles they searched the desserts before making it to the desert city of Algon where 18 had gotten the female for Gero the night before.

 

Both searched the bars and market place before 18 caught up with Yamcha to inform him that she had spoken to a clothing trader who had seen two humanoid women one with black hair the other blue. She informed him that they had asked the trader about transport out of the city.

 

They made their way to where the public transport carriers were located on the outskirt of the city, there had only been one transport that day and it had been to the main capital.

 

Yamcha set the co-ordinates of the capital into the onboard navigational device and set forth with 18 to recapture to two women.

 

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Bulma grabbed at Chi Chi's arm when they arrived at the capital, it was enormous and full of different types of aliens including humanoid, lizard, insectoid and some that couldn't even be categorised.

 

They quickly exited the transport and made their way through the hustle and bustle of the streets, pulling their cloaks around them and immediately blending in with the crowds. They walked continuously until they located a small run down bar in one of the back ally's and decided that it would be the only thing they could afford.

 

Entering they were met by an elderly lizard male who checked them into a small single room with bathing facilities before showing them to where they could get something to eat. They both ate their small meal of meat and ale in silence, watching the others around them cautiously for any signs of trouble. After finishing their meal Bulma enquired from the lizard bar keeper for a long range communications device.

 

“Well I did have one but it is broken and it is not cheep to use” he croaked while rubbing his chin.

 

Bulma thought for a moment, this could prove useful if she used the correct tatics “I'm a genius with mechanics and anything technical, if I am able to fix it would you let me use it to contact my family” she propositioned while batting her eyelashes, hoping that the old lizard would take her up on her offer.

 

He thought long and hard about it for a moment before agreeing to Bulma's terms then led her out back to his private quarters followed by a board looking Chi Chi, who just wanted a good hot shower.

 

It took Bulma a few hours to get the device up and running again and was happy when the old man kept his end of the bargain and allowed her to use it to call home.

 

Within minutes of Bulma tapping the right frequency and co-ordinates into the communicator she was met with the face of Seripa, Toma's mate.

 

“oh great kings your highness” Seripa voiced over the communications device “we thought we'd never see you again”.

 

“Seripa please I don't have much time, I'm on Omega prime in the capital hiding out in a small bar please tell my father to hurry and get me, I don't know how long I can evade Yamcha” she quickly spoke.

 

Seripa's face faltered as the young princess mentioned her father, she had no idea that he was dead and now was not the time to tell her “princess your brother is on his way their as we speak I will relay the message directly to him, don't worry he will find you” she was about to ask her how she had been holding up when the communication device went dead.

 

Bulma was overjoyed to say the least, Vegeta was coming for her, oh how she missed him it felt like forever since she had seen him last. She was pulled from her train of thoughts by a coughing Chi Chi behind her, hand on her hips and tapping her foot. “Well” Chi Chi spoke.

 

“My brother Vegeta is coming for me, my people are going to tell him that we are in the city the I can go home” she declared, before noticing the sudden sadness in Chi Chi's eyes “Oh I so sorry Chi, I didn't mean that I would go without you, please forgive me” Bulma choked.

 

Chi Chi smiled before saying “Done, now lets get cleaned up I smell like a danebian skunk and you don't smell much better” while laughing.

 

The two women headed for their room, once in they locked the door and while Bulma threw herself onto the bed, Chi Chi stripped of her clothing and ran straight for the shower. After finishing washing herself, Chi Chi rinsed out her clothing and hung it over the small heated rail in the bedroom covering herself with one of the bed sheet while Bulma took her turn to shower and wash her clothing.

 

Once finished Bulma joined Chi Chi on the bed where she immediately drifted off to sleep thinking about Vegeta coming to save her, while Chi Chi just gazed at the ceiling wondering what would happen if Bulma's brother managed to save them, would she go back home knowing that her father was dead, what would there be for her, maybe she could stay with Bulma and make a new life for herself her decisions were limitless.

 

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Vegeta sat at the controls of the viper `how much fucking longer would it take to get to Omega prime' he mumbled to himself while clenching and unclenching his fists. He had done everything to pass his time while travelling to Omega prime, he had trained relentlessly in the gravity room, spared with Kakkarot until both were too exhausted to move and had consumed most of the food they had brought.

 

He was snapped out of his frustrations when Seripa's face appeared on the communications screen.

 

“my king” Seripa began while holding her right hand over her heart “I have good news, princess Bulma has communicated with us, she has escaped from Yamcha and is hiding out in the one of the run down areas of the capital city of Omega prime awaiting rescue” she finished watching the slight flicker in Vergeta's usually unreadable emotionless eyes.

 

“you spoke to her personally Seripa” Vegeta spoke a small knot suddenly appearing in his stomach at the thought of Bulma having been able to make contact with their home planet.

 

“Yes sire” Seripa answered.

 

“good, I will contact you once I have acquired her” Vegeta spoke before cutting the communication device and checking on the co-ordinates assessing how long it would take to reach planet side.

 

Once he had established it would take roughly two hours he called for Kakkarot and Krillen to join him on the flight deck to discuss their plan of action when they reached the capital.

 

Krillen brought a map of the capital and laid it upon the floor pointing out the landing sight and where the more run down areas which were the best places to hide in order to keep a low profile were. Making a note of three separate areas they decided to each take one and communicate if they found anything. While Vegeta and Kakkarot would be able to try and locate Bulma using their ki, krillen was given a small holographic picture of her.

 

Within the two hours they had safely landed and had begun their search of the capital, Krillen took to the east district, searching in the various bars and hostels he had become familiar with the first time he had been here searching for 18 and while he searched for Vegetasie's princess he still held the hope that maybe he could also locate his wife.

 

He suddenly stopped dead as he left the butchers bitch bar when he spotted Yamcha, quickly he ducked into the adjoining ally and hid, his blood began to boil, Kami how he would love to rush over there and rip the bastard to pieces. He peered out from behind the wall and his breath cought, it was her it was 18 his wife his love but she was different, her aura was cold and dark, so very dark, making him shudder, something had definitely happened to her.

 

18 walked slowly behind Yamcha as they made their way through the east district, it had taken them most of the day and night was beginning to fall quickly making it harder to track down the two women, in some ways she was glad they had escaped despite her earlier actions towards Chi Chi, but she also knew she had no choice but to find them and return them to Yamcha.

 

As 18 walked along towards the butchers' bitch she suddenly shuddered, it was as if someone was watching her, however she was unable to detect who it might be, was it the women or was it someone else. Somewhere in the back of her sub consciousness she wondered if it was Krillen, however quickly scrubbed that thought from her mind.

 

Why would he be here looking for her after what she had allowed to happen to her and had done to others, a single tear escaped her eye and she quickly wiped it away before Yamcha saw.

 

They entered the butcher's bitch and began questioning the bar tender and clientele managing to find out that two very beautiful women had been seen in the north district. Tossing the insectoid a couple of credits for the information Yamcha and 18 immediately set of in search of their prey.

 

Krillen noticed how quickly they moved and decided to follow them ensuring that he kept a low profile and hopefully remain unnoticed, by keeping to the shadows and dark allies, night was soon turning out to be his friend, he also needed to inform the Saiyan king.

 

Vegeta pulled his dark cloak about him as he searched the west district, it would not do well to be spotted by a vengeful individual from his purging missions for Freeza. Carefully he moved within the crowds searching out with his senses trying to locate Bulma' ki signature, but to no avail. Continuously he had to hold back the impending anger which arose within him at not being able to locate her, clenching and unclenching his fists in an attempt to remain calm.

 

As he made his way towards the more rundown area of the west district his communicator bleeped, pulling it from his armour he clicked the receiving switch on hearing Krillen's hushed voice.

 

“King Vegeta “ Krillen gasped in his attempt to keep up with Yamcha and 18 and remain hidden at the same time “I'm trailing Yamcha, he's heading for the north district and he seems to be in a hurry” he finished quickly glancing out from behind a large ale barrel “I think maybe they have a lead on the princess” he finished awaiting Vegeta's reply.

 

Vegeta quickly told Krillen he was on his way and clicked his communicator to patch into the one Kakkarot had.

 

Kakkarot had just made it to the northern most part of the capital, Vegeta had advised him not to fly as he would draw to much attention to himself, so he had been forced to walk, the night was getting heavy and it seemed to bring out the worst of the scum which resided there.

 

He scratched and tugged at the cape which Vegeta had made him wear as a form of disguise, it itched like hell, and it smelled musty. Readjusting it for the tenth time he pulled the hood down further over his face to hide it from the bustle of people he was making his way through.

 

He entered a small tavern and took a seat in one of the corner booths, he looked around the bar scanning the various people as they came and went going about their business, he suddenly stuck his nose in the air and inhaled deeply.

 

His eyes travelled to the farthest most part of the bar where he laid eyes on the most beautiful creature he had ever seen, from her long black hair to her slender yet well toned body and tanned skin. The thing that caught him the most however was that she smelled of Bulma, getting up from his seat he silently approached the woman from behind, taking an even deeper sniff of her body, it definitely held Bulma's sent on it.

 

Kakkarot reached out and grasped the woman by her left arm spinning her around so she came face to face with him, making her shriek and yell at him to unhand her and drawing the attention from all the other punters within the bar.

 

“Let go of me you bastard, get your fucking hands off me before I rip out your still beating heart” she screamed trying her best to sound scary however this only made the man holding her smirk, making her shiver, yet it was not all in fear, something about his eyes was making her feel butterflies in her stomach and she did not know why.

 

Bulma made her way down the stairs from her and Chi Chi's room and entered the bar to find her friend struggling in the grasp of a hooded man, her breath instantly hitched in her throat.

 

Without thinking of her own safety Bulma leaped through the bar, grabbing a large ale tankard and bringing it down on the assailants head while yelling “take your filthy hands of my friend this instance you filthy perverted son of a bitch”.

 

Although Kakkarot felt the tankard come down upon his head, it was the voice of the shrieking woman who caused him to let go of Chi Chi's arm, causing her to fall to the floor on her behind.

 

Spinning round as quick as a flash, Kakkarot grasped the still shrieking Bulma and pulled her into a bear hug “Bulma.. Bulma I found you… I found you” he exclaimed a few unshed tears now filling his dark black orbs.

 

Bulma immediately panicked upon having the man suddenly pull her close to him and hugging her until she could hardly breathe, letting out a muffled scream she raised her knee as best she could into the offenders groin, smiling as he suddenly let go of her and buckled to his knees grasping his crotch in evident pain.

 

Bulma quickly grabbed the now standing Chi Chi who had managed to pick herself up of the floor and started to run towards the exit, only to be stopped in her tracks by the strangled voice of Kakkarot “Bulma… please it's me Kakkarot” he choked, still holding onto his groin while picking himself up of the floor, he hadn't expected her to attack him so he had let his ki drop completely so he did not crush her in his embrace.

 

Turning around Bulma's eyes widened in realisation that it truly was him and threw herself into his arms, nearly knocking him off his feet in the process, she hugged him while burying her face in the crook of his neck crying the tears of joy at having been rescued. However her rescue was to be short lived as at that precise moment Yamcha and 18 entered the tavern.

”Well… well look what I've found” Yamcha smirked evily towards the trio.

 

Kakkarot grabbed Bulma and shoved her behind him before pulling of his cloak and getting into his fighting stance, his ki steadily rising.

 

“Oh look and she brought her monkey protector with her” he droned, before turning to 18 and instructing her to deal with him.

 

18 immediately threw herself at Kakkarot and landed an unsuspecting punch in his face making him stagger back a few paces.

 

“Kakkarot, she's not normal, she is one of Gero's experiments, she will try to kill you, you must fight her” Bulma sreamed, knowing that Kakkarot hated to fight women and would try to avoid fighting 18, thinking he might hurt her.

 

Hearing Bulma Kakkarot quickly got back into his fighting stance and levelled a kick at 18's mid section causing her to fly back into the staring crowd of the bar who instantly began running for the exit.

 

18 quickly leapt into the air and began to unleash a flurry of ki blasts at Kakkarot who began to deflect them while flying up into the air and unleashing a set of his own.

 

Bulma and Chi Chi ducked behind one of the fallen tables in an attempt to stay out of the way of the various blasts which were now flying in every direction as Kakkarot and 18 engaged in a vicious battle, neither of them relenting in their attacks.

 

Yamcha taking the opportunity of 18 keeping Kakkarot busy rushed over to the two unsuspecting women and kicked Chi Chi hard in the head causing her to fly backwards into the wall. Bulma shrieked as she saw her friend's body lying limp and unmoving on the floor, and again when she came face to face with Yamcha.

 

Yamcha grabbed Bulma by the hair and began to drag her out of the bar and up the back stairs; if he was going down he would be sure to take her with him. Arriving at the top of the stairs he kicked open one of the doors and threw Bulma into the room, smiling as she tried to scramble under the large bed which was in the middle of the room.

 

Slamming the door shut behind him he moved over to the bed and grabbed Bulma's foot before she could completely hide herself under it and dragged her back out, watching her as she clawed at the floor digging her nails into the wood trying to keep from being extracted.

 

“I've waited for this far too long monkey princess” Yamcha breathed against Bulma's ear as he pinned her down on the floor on her stomach and started pulling at the bottom half of her training suit.

 

Bulma began to panic, he was going to rape her and there was nothing she could do to stop him, “get off of me you bastard” she winced as his hands began to kneed the flesh of her behind.

 

Yamcha removed his weight from Bulma and flipped her over, then grabbing her by the front of her suit pulled her to her feet and tossed her upon the bed. Bulma grabbed at her pants as she tried her best to shuffle away to the other side of the bed, however Yamcha was too quick for her, he was upon her in seconds grabbing her bottoms and ripping them completely from her person.

 

Bulma shrieked again and started trying to pound at Yamcha's face and chest as he crawled over her and began to tug at her top, desperately she fought trying to get him to stop but he just laughed before punching her hard in the stomach, knocking the wind from her and causing her to cease in her actions.

 

He ripped the top from Bulma before pinning her hands above her head and using the scraps to tie her wrists to the bed stead. He then sat back on his haunches and watched as she struggled against her bindings `oh how he was going to enjoy this' he thought while licking his lips in anticipation.

 

He was so caught up in thinking about all the things he was going to do to her that he didn't see the foot that Bulma landed in his face until he found himself falling backwards and onto the floor below.

 

Quickly Yamcha hurled himself from the floor and grabbed her pants tearing them completely in half and then taking each of her still kicking legs and tied them to each of the corners of the foot stead.

 

He then straddled her hips and began to slap her across the face repeatedly until her lips had split open and her left eye was beginning to swell up “bitch…bitch…bitch” he hollered with every slap to her face.

 

Bulma began to choke as she felt her blood running through her mouth and down her throat, `great kings she was going to die and no one was going to save her” she thought, allowing her tears to fall freely from her eyes, while trying to her best to fight the pain and close them in order to not see what was about to happen to her.

 

Yamcha dipped his head to her lips and began to lick at her blood tasting its sweetness, he then bit hard on her bottom lip making her yelp and took the advantage of her mouth being open to slip his tongue in, tasting every inch of her mouth.

 

He then pulled back from the kiss and ran his tongue down her throat and neck while his hands began to roam about her body, reaching her breasts he began to kneed them and pinch at her nipples, delighted in being able to get them hard.

 

Still squeezing and pinching her breasts and nipples, Yamcha leaned close to her ear and began to whisper to her “so easy, you're such a whore, is that why you fuck your own brother” before pulling his head back and watching for her reaction.

 

Bulm's eyes snapped open `oh my kings he knows, someone know's' she thought staring as best she could into his face and watching the smugness of it. Swallowing hard she spat “I might give myself willingly to Vegeta, but it's something I'll never do to you”.

 

Slapping her yet again across the face Yamcha bit back with “I don't want you willingly I just want to see your face as I make you come against your will” before laughing manically and resuming in groping hers breasts.

 

He then moved his fingers to her folds and started to stroke her, then pressing his middle finger to her clit and rubbing it hard, delighted when it began to engorge and swell from his ministrations. He kept rubbing at her until her felt her shudder and cry out in a strangled moan before bursting into a fresh set of tears.

 

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Down below in the what was left of the bar, Kakkarot and 18 were going at it like a couple of deranged psycho's every attack he dished out she countered and vice versa.

 

Taking advantage of Kakkarot powering up a ki blast, 18 landed a kick hard to his mid section knocking him through the wall and into the ally behind the bar. She then unleashed a ki blast straight into his face, momentarily blinding him before she went in for the kill. She was about to blast him straight through his chest when the sudden shout of her name caused her to pause.

 

“18” the voice screamed “stop”.

 

Turning around 18 came face to face for the first time in months with Krillen, he was running straight towards her tears flowing down his troubled face, “Please 18, stop don't do this, it is not who you are” he yelled.

 

Forgetting about the fallen Saiyan behind her 18 extended her palm towards Krillen and began to gather a large ki ball in her hand while a steady stream of tears began to flow from her eyes.

 

“It's too late Krillen, go now and forget about me” she yelled, watching as he stopped and stared at her eyes wide.

 

“No you are my wife and I will never forget about you…… I love you 18” Krillen pleaded.

 

“No you cannot love me I will not let you” she screamed before letting he ball of ki fly from her hand towards her one love before taking to the skies and flying away from him and back to the only place she felt she had left, Gero's lab.

 

Krillen dodged the blast, and gazed at the retreating sight of his wife as she fled from his presence what was he to do now, he dropped to his knees and cried into his hands for his loss.

 

Just as Vegeta turned the corner to see Krillen fall to his knees and the retreating women flying south, he was deafened by the sudden screeches of a black haired woman running from the remains of the bar her arms waving madly in the air “help… help…Kakkarot he has her, he has Bulma” Chi Chi's panic stricken voice echoed into the night air.

 

Upon hearing Bulma's name mentioned, Vegeta flew at the woman and grabbed her by the front of her clothing “who the fuck has my sister” she growled through gritted teeth while shaking the now terrified Chi Chi.

 

“Y…Yamcha” she stuttered “upstairs”.

 

Vegeta threw Chi Chi who landed on the now roused Kakkarot who was pulling himself out of the rubble and flew into the bar, ripping the cloak from his body as he went. Hearing the muffled cries of a woman, he shot up the stairs and blasted the door off its hinges, his eyes opening wide at the sight before him.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Authors note: ok that's it for now, will update as soon as I can, and thanks to my three reviewers, your comments are really appreciated