Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Honour Bound ❯ Chapter eleven - the final conflict ( Chapter 11 )

Chapter Eleven

 

The Final Conflict

 

As the cloud of fog lifted from Bulma's mind her eyes fluttered open in an attempt to take in her surroundings. She sighed deeply, once again Bulma had awoke to find herself within the clutches of Yamcha, however this time she was not in the dark cells she had found herself in the first time. Struggling at the binds which were tightly wrapped around her body she found that she was strapped in a chair; Yamcha was standing before her his arms crossed over his chest similar to how her brother often stood, but whereas Vegeta always frowned, Yamcha's scarred face held an extremely smug grin.

 

“Arr so good of you to finally awake my dear” Yamcha drooled.

 

“Oh I'm so fucking glad for you” Bulma hissed sarcastically.

 

“Such a mouth, I shall enjoy seeing it work on me” Yamcha replied watching as Bulma drew her face into one of utter disgust as his words were not lost in their true meaning.

 

“My brother will come for me and when he does I shall be using my mouth to tell him to rip you to pieces” she spat.

 

“Oh no doubt he will but that won't matter, you see Gero has, how shall I say… changed me” he laughed while opening his shirt and revealing the new metal body which he was now graced with.

 

Bulma swallowed hard, Kakkarot had had a terrible time fighting 18 and he had barely left a mark on the woman and now Yamcha had had Gero's alterations and was just like her only she knew he would be much stronger, how the hell were they supposed to beat them now she thought all feeling of hope suddenly seeming like a fleeting moment which was getting further and further away from her grasp.

 

“What no come back, no rebut my sweet little incestuous princess” Yamcha laughed, pulling Bulma out of her self pitying thoughts to look at him with the most venom she could muster under the circumstances.

 

Yamcha walked over to Bulma and placed a finger under her chin rather painfully, she tried desperately to move her face away however his hold was too strong. Yamcha moved his lips to hers and tasted them in a chaste kiss, making Bulma's skin crawl.

 

“Don't worry yourself about my taking you now, I want to wait until your lover is here so that he can see what I do to you, I want him to hear you scream as I fuck you and he is powerless to stop me” he laughed at her before releasing his hold on her chin and casually strolling out of the room.

 

Bulma sat there and sobbed, great king's was this some sort of punishment for what she had done to Vegeta, were her gods looking upon her with such hate and shame at having seduced her own flesh and blood, she held no sway that it had been Vegeta who had instigated there unique and twisted relationship she truly believed it was all her doing and now they were going to pay for it.

 

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Yamcha made his way to the main control room feeling very satisfied with himself, he had managed to infiltrate the so called Saiyan princes ship and took Bulma out right in front of his eyes, Kami it was like stealing candy from a baby.

 

He reached the end of the facility to the control room, entering he saw that 18 was already waiting for him with Gero who was still tinkering with his new experiment the whore 18 had acquired for him.

 

He went over to the main viewing panel and punched in several codes which brought up numerous cameras which would inform him as soon as Vegeta and the others arrived. As Yamcha sat and watched Gero working on his new toy, he started to wonder about his own, making him lick his lips in anticipation.

 

Moving away from the control panel he informed both 18 and Gero that he had some business which greatly needed his attention, laughing as he saw the look in both Gero's and 18's faces, hers was one of utter repulsion while his was one of slight envy; he then went on his way to the Hellion female who was still bound and awaiting his return in his private room.

 

18 watched as Yamcha left cringing at the thoughts of what she knew he would be doing in a matter of minutes; shaking off the thoughts she turned her attention back to the screen and began to scroll through the many camera images, waiting for the first glimpse of Bulma's rescue party.

 

As she stood staring at the vast desert displayed on the screens, she began to think back to when she had come face to face with Krillen, he had seemed so lost, so broken; she would have shed a tear if it was still possible, but Gero had seen to that.

 

What would she do now if faced with him again, would she really be able to kill him, she had thrown that ki blast at him, but knew he would be able to dodge it, she had used it in order to distract him so she could make her escape from his sorrowful stare and his pleading words, she had been so lost and alone until she met him; now she felt even more alone if that were possible.

 

18 turned her attention from her thoughts of Krillen to what Gero was up to; he was just finishing with his new toy which he called dark-star due to her dusky appearance. She stood there like a statue as Gero prodded and poked at the circuitry in her arms and legs, they were gold in colour and her body had been clad in a black rubber like substance which fitted like a second skin as where her feet.

 

Gero finished his last bit of tweaking of her circuitry and closed the small panel on her arm “there perfect if I do say so myself” he gloated. He then turned to 18 and waved a hand; “go and amuse yourself somewhere else I cannot work with you watching me all the time” he admonished.

 

18 rolled her eyes and left the room, as she was walking through the ship she passed the room which she knew Bulma was being held in; thinking this was a bad idea she grasped the handle and went inside to where the princess would no doubt be awake and probably scared maybe even a little pissed.

 

Bulma looked up from her self loaving, half expecting Yamcha to appear and was shocked to say the least when 18 entered closing the door quietly behind her. She watched suspiciously as 18 paced the room as if trying to decide on something but what, had Yamcha ordered her to watch her or torture her she just didn't know.

 

“Are you here to watch me or torture me for your master” Bulma questioned, watching as 18 seemed to shudder at her last word.

 

“I don't know why I am here I… oh never mind” 18 replied and went to the door in order to leave, however Bulma's next words stopped her in her tracks.

 

“Please I'm sorry, if you want I can tell you about Krillen” Bulma pleaded, watching as 18 stopped and turned to face her.

 

“What can you tell me about my husband” 18 questioned, raising one blond eyebrow at the Saiyan princess.

 

Taking a deep breath Bulma stared into the cyborgs eyes “he misses you terribly and blames himself for all that has happened to you, he is tearing himself apart with guilt and worry”.

 

18 blinked several times before lowering her head and whispering “none of this was his fault he should not blame himself he should just move on and accept it like I have” she finished raising her eyes to Bulma once again.

 

“No he will never give up on you just as you should not, he will give his life trying to get you back and you know it” Bulma hissed watching as 18's eyes widened at her words.

 

“Then he is a fool” 18 snapped back.

 

The two women stared at each other for some time before Bulma broke the silence “Please tell me, how did Gero, make you like, well you know, how you are”.

 

18 looked at the young woman before her and sighed, she sat herself on the floor cross legged and told Bulma the entire story of how Gero had replaced several of her organs with cybernetic ones and also enhanced her bones with a substance which made them practically indestructible, he then implanted a small chip inside of her brain making it impossible for her not to obey Yamcha and Gero.

 

All through 18's story, Bulma's mind was working piecing together the facts which she was being told “where in your brain has he planted the chip” she enquired.

 

“Here” 18 informed her pointing to the base of her skull, just above the nape of her neck “why”.

 

“Because I promised Krillen that I would help him get you back and I think I can remove the chip which should give you full control, all I need is access to his files, please I begging of you let me help you then you can return to Krillen… he needs you so much” Bulma pleaded with the woman sitting before her, she had to get her to listen she just had to.

 

“Even if you could remove the chip I could never return to Krillen, not after what Yamcha did to me” 18 hissed spitting out Yamcha's name as she did so.

 

“It was not your fault what he did to you, the same as it was not mine or any of the others and Krillen knows this” Bulma stated hoping that 18 would begin to realise the same as she had when Chi Chi told her the same thing.

 

18 sat staring at her hands, hands which had felt Yamcha's touch as much as her body; hands that had taken so many lives, and were coated in so much blood, was all that had happened, really none of her fault, she found herself laughing at that analogy.

 

Slowly she looked up to the Saiyan princess, could she really help her, 18 had heard how the blue haired Saiyan was a scientific genius, could she really free her from her servitude.

 

18 rose from the floor and snapped the bindings which held Bulma captive “I will endeavour to trust you for now, but we must hurry, follow me and keep quiet” she said heading for the door with Bulma following closely behind.

 

They made it to Gero's lab without any interference where Bulma got straight to work in going through his computer files while 18 kept watch, Bulma cringed as she read the research he had done, although it was amazing he had managed to manipulate a living persons structure to accept various cybernetic components and metals which a body would usually object to, he had even managed to replace whole limbs without their being any noticeable difference or scaring.

 

Finding the correct information regarding the implant Bulma quickly absorbed the information committing it to memory before turning her attention to 18 who was still standing guard at the door.

 

“18” Bulma whispered “I've read all the information I need, we can do this now if your ready”.

 

18 turned to her and nodded before bolting the door and making her way over to the surgical table. Once she was lying on her side Bulma went and got the diagnostic machine and hooked it up to 18 and ran the sleep initiator which would put her into a sleep cycle for an hour, two at most.

 

Bulma then pinned up 18's hair out of the way and then put on a pair of surgical gloves and brought the necessary instruments which she would need over to the table and picked up a small scalpel and made her first incision at the base of 18's skull. She then picked up the small clap to hold back the fold of skin exposing the chip which was happily nestled within the cortex of her brain stem.

 

Bulma breathed rhythmically as she picked up the diathermy and tweezers and began to meticulously burn through the chips tendrils as she painstakingly began to remove it from the unconscious woman lying upon the table who had put her life completely in her hands.

 

It took her a little over half an hour to completely remove the chip and stem any bleeding before she closed the wound and sealed it with a small laser sealer; just as she finished the door rattled as someone tried to gain access.

 

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Chi Chi held tight to Kakkarot as they flew across the desert towards where she had said Yamchas's hideout was. They had made the journey in less than three hours which was possible considering the speed at which they were going.

 

Kakkarot tightened his hold on his mate and pushed his ki further around her body in order to keep her warm and cut down on wind resistance, the pressure alone could have broken some of her bones or worse still her neck.

 

They carried on flying for several more minutes until they reached a mile from where the base was and landed behind several large sand dunes. They stopped for only several minutes in order to take a drink of much needed water which each one held within a small capsule. Once their thirst was quenched they decided to make the final leg on foot in the direction that Chi Chi pointed.

 

Vegeta growled continuously as he trudged through the desert the hot sun scorched sands blowing into his boots hair and eyes, although he would have preferred to fly he knew that they would be easily seen in the air and their was always the possibility that Yamcha could detect them through their approaching ki.

 

They reached the small shaft that Chi Chi and Bulma had escaped from within the hour; once there Kakkarot prised open the hatch and climbed in followed by Vegeta, Krillen and Chi Chi who was bringing up the rear.

 

Once inside the compound they split up, Kakkarot took Chi Chi with him, while Vegeta and Krillen searched alone. Practically dragging Chi Chi down the hall, Kakkarot pushed out his senses while suppressing his ki, in an attempt to avoid possible detection while searching for his princess.

 

He detected a faint ki coming from behind a large metal door and also a much larger one, nearly on par with his own.

 

“Stay here while I go in” Kakkarot told his mate kissing her on the lips while pushing her back to a safe distance.

 

Chi Chi nodded and pressed her back against the wall a few feet away from the door as her mate had asked, the last thing she wanted to do was be a distraction to him if he was faced with a fight.

 

Kakkarot clenched his fist pulled back and punched, causing the door to literally blow from its hinges; he then entered the room and immediately got into his fighting stance while taking in the rooms surroundings and occupants.

 

Gero looked up for the control panel to see Kakkarot standing inside the doorway, quickly he called for Dark Star, “Dark Star, destroy this piece of filth, I command you” he yelled quickly moving from his seat to a safe distance.

 

Dark Star honed all her senses on the Saiyan in front of her and let out an almighty scream before leaping at him in a flurry of blows, which Kakkarot countered and blocked.

 

Kakkarot grabbed the woman's fists and brought his knee into her stomach then released her hands and brought his own fists down upon her back causing her to smash into the floor, leaving and indent and shaking the room.

 

Dark Star quickly flipped onto her back and brought back her hands and released a large amount of energy at Kakkarot causing him to fly back into the wall and fall to his knees dazed and his head spinning.

 

“Excellent Dark Star, now restrain him, I think I will make use of this one instead of killing him” Gero decided in a sudden burst of excitement, glad that the energy disrupter he had implanted in Dark Star had some effect on the Saiyan warrior.

 

Dark star leaped to her feet and grabbed Kakkarot, sliding her hands through his arms and locking her fingers behind his head, making it impossible for him in his current state to break free.

 

Chi Chi who had been watching the whole scene from outside the room gasped in horror as the woman Gero had referred to as Dark Star had managed to disrupt her mates ki enough to pin him while Gero made his way over to them with a large syringe of orange liquid.

 

Without a thought for her own safety Chi Chi ran into the room and took a flying kick at Gero knocking him to the ground causing his grasp on the syringe slip, watching horrified as it smashed on the ground.

 

Chi Chi quickly back flipped and crouched down into her own fighting stance, she would die before she let any harm come to her mate.

 

Gero picked himself up of the floor, spitting out the blood which had collected in his mouth from the human woman's kick. He ran at her and tried to punch and kick her; however Chi Chi was too quick for him and within minutes had knocked him to the ground once more.

 

Kakkarot watched as his mate fought Gero proud of her fighting abilities, if they weren't in such grave danger he would have found the whole scene very arousing, she would definitely be making his life interesting. He struggled against the woman who held him tight, boy she had given him some wallop with that blast, his whole body felt like jelly.

 

Chi Chi watched as Gero dragged his body along the floor and away from her, who knew that an old man could give her such a workout she thought as she wiped her brow with the back of her hand.

 

Gero pushed himself of the ground and breathing heavily screamed at Dark Star to kill the annoying human female; who immediately obeyed her master and dropped the weakened Saiyan to the ground before lunging at the dark haired woman.

 

Chi Chi screamed as Dark Star flew at her pinning her by the throat with such force her vision began to blur as did her mind.

 

Kakkarot heard Chi Chi's scream and watched as Dark Star began to choke the life from her before his very eyes. Mustering a strength he never knew he possessed he pushed himself from the ground his ki surrounding him in a deep haze of red and blue, he threw back his head and screamed in his rage at seeing his mates life slowly being squeezed from her.

 

He shot towards Dark Star and ripped her hands from his mate's throat, flinging her body against the wall in the process, he cradled his loves limp body within his arms gently stoking her cheek, and whispering her name. Slowly Chi Chi's eyes fluttered open and she looked deep into her mates dark enraged eyes; lifting her hand shakily she cupped his cheek.

 

Kakkarot smiled lovingly at Chi Chi and was about to scoop her up into his arms when he felt the energy rise of Dark Star behind him, quickly he narrowed his eyes at his mate and nodded his head in a silent plea to her that he must leave her to fight. Chi Chi nodded back in understanding and dragged her body to the nearest corner.

 

Kakkarot spun around and launched an all out attack on Dark Star throwing punch after punch in his enraged state, he fought with all his strength until he had her by the neck and with a deafening crunch crushed her neck, flinging her lifeless body at Gero in a silent way of telling him that he had failed.

 

Gero looked on in horror as the lifeless body of his latest creation fell to his feet, broken and dead. He looked up towards the enraged Saiyan; the last thing he saw as a large ball of bright energy engulfed him leaving nothing left in its wake.

 

Kakkarot stood looking at the charred remains of both Gero and his creation, breathing heavily as he attempted to calm his raging anger; hearing a noise behind him he turned with palm open and an energy ball ready to blast the intruder, a shriek stopped him before he released the energy and he lowered his hand dissipating the ball as Chi Chi stood before him, trembling with fear, fear from him.

 

“Chi… I'm sorry” he pleaded, grasping her within his arm and hugging her close to him.

 

“It's alright Kakkarot, I know you did not mean to frighten me” she breathed as she relaxed in his hold and inhaled his scent, Kami he smelt good.

 

Releasing Chi Chi from his hold, Kakkarot began to lead her from the room, they still had to deal with 18 and Yamcha as well as find Bulma, praying that no harm had come to her, great kings forbid if any harm had befallen her.

 

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Bulma trembled with fear as the door began to buckle under the pounding from the other side, quickly she grabbed one of the surgical sheets and draped it across 18 and hid herself behind under the table. Within seconds the door was blown from the frame crashing just inches away from where she and 18 were hidden.

 

Bulma cowered as she heard the heavy steps of someone entering inside the room, peeking out from under the table she saw two black booted feet, very small feet; she peeked out a little more and saw the familiar clothing of Krillen, sighing in relief she slowly crawled out from under the table calling softly to krillen so that he did not blast her in surprise.

 

Krillen's eyes widened as he saw Bulma appear from underneath a table, shaking his head he offered her his hand which she gratefully took; smiling at him Bulma breathed deeply before turning from him to the table and removing the sheet to reveal a sleeping 18.

 

Krillen gasped and moved towards his wife, running a hand through her shoulder length blond hair, his eyes betraying all of his emotions as a single tear rolled down his cheek.

 

“She's ok” Bulma told him, placing a hand on his shoulder.

 

“What happened to her, is she… is she…” he couldn't even finish his sentence.

 

“She's sleeping, I managed to remove Gero's control chip, but it is too soon to tell if it worked” Bulma choked, looking down at the floor, she had failed in her enthusiasm to free 18 from the chip and in the process free herself to inform the cyborg that she could die.

 

“Thank you” Krillen stated, while pulling off the wires from his wife and lifting her into his arms “we must hurry before…”

 

“What before I arrive” came the too familiar voice of Yamcha.

 

Bulma screamed as Yamcha released a ball of energy right at Krillen and 18 causing them both to go crashing into the far wall, landing on the floor with a thud which knocked out Krillen immediately.

 

Bulma's eyes darted from Yamcha to Krillen and 18 and back again; screaming in pain as Yamcha stalked towards her and grabbed her by her arm enough to hurt her but not break her bones.

 

“What did you do you bitch” Yamcha spat shaking Bulma as if she were a rag doll.

 

“I freed her” Bulma replied mustering all the courage she could.

 

“Oh no, I don't think so, you have just sealed her death my little whore” Yamcha whispered as he slowly stroked the side of Bulma's face with his spare hand.

 

Yamcha was about to blast Krillen and 18 into the next dimension when Bulma brought up her knee into his groin making him hiss in pain and causing the ball to fly of angle totally missing the sleeping duo.

 

As Yamcha momentarily released Bulma while he grabbed his now tender spot, Bulma made a dash for the exit, only getting as far as the hall before Yamcha was upon her punching her hard enough to knock her flying into the wall and crumpling on the floor in agony.

 

Bulma groaned in agony as Yamcha pulled her to her feet snarling as he dragged her kicking and screaming towards his room at the end of the corridor, the room she had earlier looked in and seen him with the young girl.

 

Once inside, Bulma released a sickening scream as she laid eyes upon the now mutilated remains of the Hellion woman; bile erupting from her mouth as she was unable to hold it at bay.

 

Yamcha just laughed “Oh I got a bit over excited, but don't worry that won't happen to you… well not for a while anyway” he finished watching as Bulma threw up from the sight.

 

He then threw her to the floor and grabbed the pair of shackles which had once bound the Hellion female and bound then around Bulma's wrists and through a metal pole which went from the ceiling to the floor, making it impossible for Bulma to escape.

 

Yamcha grabbed at what now remained of Bulma's clothes and tore them from her leaving her naked and exposed to his hungry eyes; instead of waiting until he had subdued the Saiyan prince, he wanted to taste her and now.

 

Bulma screamed as Yamcha made a grab at her exposed flesh, groping her roughly in his twisted way of gaining pleasure, he pulled her legs until she lay flat upon the floor and climbed atop her and buried his face in the warmth of her breasts, devouring each one in turn, biting and licking at her nipples until he was satisfied that they were hard enough.

 

He then pushed three of his fingers into her core, making her scream as she was dry, he had not managed to cause her any feeling of want or need for she craved none from him, this did not deter him however as he continued his sick act of thrusting his fingers repeatedly into her body enjoying her screams of pain.

 

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Vegeta tore down the many halls exploding into several rooms getting angrier as he did not find what it was he was searching for, he had heard the screams and fighting from where Kakkarot and Chi Chi had headed and knew they had things under control, however the human Krillens ki had almost vanished within a blink of an eye and that was where he was heading now.

 

He entered the room and found Krillen and the cyborg who was his wife sprawled out upon the floor, both covered in blood and debris, if it wasn't for the very faint rising and falling of their chests he would assume them dead, eyeing the room quickly he could get no sense of his sisters ki, he knew however that she had been there from her scent which hung in the air like the stench of death, she had been scared very scared.

 

As he made his way out of the room following Bulma's scent he felt her ki flicker slightly, before he heard her scream the sort of scream she had given him the first night he had taken her, the night he had nearly killed her in his moment of euphoria.

 

Following the screams which began to get more urgent and pain filled he flew along the corridors entering a room which the door slightly open. His eyes opened wide as he saw Yamcha lying upon his sister; his woman; his hand defiling her in a way which only Vegeta was aloud to.

 

In a blind fury the likes of which he had never felt before, not even for Freeza himself Vegeta rushed Yamcha, tearing him of off Bulma and tossing his body like that of a rag doll across the room, causing his body to impact with the wall leaving a crushing dent before hitting the floor.

 

Vegeta stooped at his sister's side and ripped the shackles which bound her hand instantly freeing her; he had no time to ascertain how hurt she was as a kick to the side of his head sent him reeling across the room.

 

Gaining his composure quickly Vegeta stood to face Yamcha, his teeth bared at the human scum who had taken what was rightfully his, not only once but twice. He balled his hands into fists and readied himself to fight; his energy crackling around him in an all too familiar way.

 

Yamcha laughed as Vegeta powered up “so you think you can take me monkey, oh well you can only dream” he stated while removing his shirt so that Vegeta could gain a look at his new body; the one which would end the Saiyan's life.

 

“I shall kill you for what you have done, no one touches my sister” Vegeta screamed.

 

“Oh so she's your sister now, I thought she was your whore, after all you fuck her like one” Yamcha spoke his voice filled with sarcasm.

 

“Say what you want fool, you will die by my hand make no mistake human” Vegeta retorted his voice filled with a twisted sense of calm and grace which only he possessed.

 

Yamcha crouched into his fighting stance and let loose a flurry of blows at Vegeta who blocked them effortlessly; Vegeta retaliated with his own blows, one of them connecting nicely with yamcha's abdomen causing it to dent which brought a pleasant smirk to his face.

 

As the two began to exchange blows with each other, Bulma was scrambling to her feet in an attempt to get away and find some clothing, she managed to get to the far side of the room where there was a small door, as she made her way there she saw a green shirt which must belong to Yamcha, although she would rather go naked than put on anything of his, she knew she would have to bury all feelings deep down and wear it.

 

After she buttoned it up she made her way to the small door, but stopped as she heard the strangled cry of her brother, turning around she saw Yamcha had blasted him with an attack which seemed to have disrupted his ki causing him to stagger and fall to his knees.

 

Yamcha being the sort of person who would stoop to such low standards in order to get what he wanted rushed the fallen Saiyan and began to let fly a stream of blows to his face.

 

Vegeta felt totally at a loss as to what was happening to him, one minute he was winning the next it was like his own ki was attacking him, making him weak, he growled low in his throat as Yamcha lashed out at him in a flurry of blows to his face.

 

Bulma's breath caught as she looked upon her brother at the mercy of Yamcha, what had he done to him. She could see Vegeta shaking his ki fluctuating constantly like an electrical current that had been interrupted.

 

Glancing around she spotted a small cleaver which Yamcha no doubt used on the Hellion as it still dripped with her blood, clasping a hand over her mouth to stop herself from vomiting yet again, Bulma crept towards the object of her desire unawares as Yamcha kept reining blow after blow against her now helpless brother.

 

Grasping the hatchet in both her hands she silently moved towards the bane of her very existence, the man who had caused her pain beyond what anyone should ever have to endure; she lifted the tool and brought it down with a sickening crunch as it imbedded itself into the back of Yamcha's neck between his shoulder blades.

 

Yamcha screamed in agony and spun around punching Bulma hard in the chest causing her to fly back and skid across the floor; breathing heavily as she tried to catch her breath, she watched as he struggled to free himself of his new additional body part.

 

Once free he looked at the thing almost lovingly and then looked to Bulma, instantly causing her to freeze in sheer terror; she attempted to scoot back as he stalked towards her, however she already had her back to the wall.

 

Yamcha stood in front of her cleaver in hand “lets see, one good turn deserves another” he stated in mild amusement as he raised the axe ready to strike at her, Bulma instinctively raised her hands to cover her face waiting for the blow which never happened.

 

Within seconds Vegeta had managed to gain enough control to stand and launch an attack on Yamcha knocking the weapon out of his hand in the process; Vegeta then leapt at the human and dug his gloved fingers into the gaping wound in his back and began to slit him wide open, the screams that tore from Yamcha's mouth would have had anyone covering theirs ears while shutting their eyes to such horror, however Bulma stared in pleasure as her brother carried out the threat that Bulma had promised the man he would.

 

Making short work of the human Vegeta had Yamcha's back was split wide open, his blood flowing freely and soaking into Vegeta's gloves; Yamcha's body hit the ground as his life giving blood poured from him, his screams getting quieter as his life ebbed away.

 

Bulma looked to the bloodied mess lying upon the floor at her feet, his blood flowing towards her feet, soaking them, but she did not care as was evident by the smirk she wore upon her face; suddenly a blood soaked glove short out as an invitation to her and she held her hand out to it and grasped it tightly.

 

In moments she was pulled from the floor and into the arms of her brother, where she finally felt safe enough to allow all her pent up emotions to overtake her, crying she buried her face into the crook of his neck, taking in his scent; her arms going around his neck where she gripped at his hair.

 

Vegeta could still feel the taste of his blood lust and now his senses were being assaulted by Bulma and he felt his lust building; he held her tight in his embrace and began to kiss her neck, nipping at the nape; he unwound his tail and began to caress her inner thighs with the tip, causing her to moan and shiver.

 

Bulma could feel the desire Vegeta held for her, it had been too long and she knew that she had been the one to lead him on and she could not deny him, she let one of her hands slip down from his neck and gripped at the evident bulge in his pants.

 

Vegeta moaned at his sister's ministrations he had to have her and now “I need you woman, say now if you can't before it's too late” he breathed in between moans of pleasure unlike he had ever felt before.

 

Bulma nipped at his ear and began to pull at his bottoms to indicate her reply; Vegeta moved her hand out of the way and released his straining manhood from the confines of his pants allowing her full access, where she firmly began to stroke him, he then took one of her nipples into his mouth and began to suck hard.

 

Although he could smell and taste where Yamcha had touched her he was too far gone to care, he would make sure he scrubbed every inch of her later to remove the humans scent from her.

 

Slowly he moved one of his hands to his mouth and pulled at the glove with his teeth, once free he slowly began to rub her clit before moving his fingers to her core which was beginning to get wet from his actions.

 

He thrust two of his fingers into her and moaned as she bucked against him wanting more, he smirked as he continued to suck at each of her breasts in turn before removing his fingers from her and grasping her painfully by her thighs; he then hoisted her up making her instinctively wrap her legs around him.

 

Bulma hissed as Vegeta pushed his throbbing length into her, she was still sore from Yamcha's earlier ministrations, but right now she needed him, needed to be one with him, feel his desire for her.

 

She clung to him desperately as he lifted her hips up and pulled them back down onto his cock, while thrusting harder each time into her, her grunts and moans were like music to his ears, he continued to thrust into her until she screamed his name into his neck and her body shuddered around him.

 

Vegeta gave several final hard thrusts which he knew hurt, by her cries and spilled deeply within her body, biting down hard on her neck in the process as the pleasure caught him off guard, breathing heavily he removed himself from Bulma and set her down upon her shaky feet.

 

Before either of them could notice the bite mark, they heard the tread of approaching feet, quickly Vegeta tucked himself back into his pants and rewrapped his tail about his waist, while Bulma pulled the shirt close around her, the shirt was that big that it completely hid her nakedness as well as the bite which she still had not realised she now wore.

 

Vegeta looked to the door as Kakkarot and Chi Chi headed in followed by Krillen who was carrying a still sleeping 18 protectively in his arms.

 

Vegeta extended his palm toward 18 ready to blast the cyborg, however a small yet firm grip on his arm stopped him “don't she is of no harm to us now, I've fixed her; please” Bulma begged her brother in a whisper.

 

Vegeta reabsorbed the ki and lowered his hand “lets go” was all he said before scooping Bulma into his arms and heading past their four companions and out of the complex.

 

 

 

 

 

AN: sorry for the late update been real busy with work and assignments, please review if you get the chance… cheers