Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Lesser of Two Evils ❯ Destructive ( Chapter 18 )

Lesser of Two Evils

By Pixelgoddess

Pairings – Radditz/Piccolo, Piccolo/Radditz, Piccolo/Vegeta

Warning – Sex, smut, violence. You know – the usual.

BDSM, Torture. Cannibalism? Possible squick. Character death – but you might like it. Yaoi – as in M/M, apparent non-con.

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Summary – The first person Radditz meets on Earth is Demon Lord Piccolo, resulting in a frenzy of violent sex and violent death as the pair submits to their darkest passions.

Chapter 18 - Destructive

I study Vegeta, smirking at me in satisfaction, tail thrashing. I have to admit I hadn’t anticipated such an increase in ki, and although I am still much stronger than he is, I hadn’t used all my power to hold him down. Before I had the opportunity to strengthen them, he actually managed to break free of my restraints. There was a moment when I thought he would be foolish enough to fight me – I saw the thought crossing his mind – before he wisely thought better of it.

“This is a good look for you, Vegeta,” I say, admiring the increased definition and size of his muscles; even his cock is larger. All of his hair and fur is golden and he is actually radiating enough ki that the air and ground are vibrating with his new power. His eyes are blue and piercing in a way that would make a weaker being to fall to their knees in submission. I promise myself that I will permit him to fuck me after my wishes are made.

“I am the Legendary,” he proclaims with pride, “Super Saiyan.”

“That’s nice,” I grin condescendingly. “Just don’t get it into your head that you can compete with me. I’m still stronger than you are. Although I do believe you are stronger than Frieza…”

He growls angrily, “I’ll kill that bastard.”

“We’ll see. Would it dishonor him to die at the hands of a Saiyan?”

“Yes. He considers us beneath him,” Vegeta says, tail snapping angrily, sending off sparks of ki.

“But you fuck him.”

He snarls and takes a step forward; I fill a hand with ki and warn him off. “Down monkey – I gave you that power and I can take it away. Now tell me why.”

He hesitates a moment before backing off, “I’m practical – serving the lizard kept me alive. It was better than submitting to him like that freak Zarbon.”

I look at the little prince with a new understanding. “You don’t like being the one fucked, do you? And yet you submitted to me,” gloating in the knowledge of how much he hated it.

He glares again, the ice blue eyes making the expression more intense, as he considers his response. He finally smirks and holds out his hands in display, “But look what it got me. I am the Legendary Super Saiyan; Frieza could never give me this kind of power. He is afraid of the legend and is careful not to let us get too strong. The lizard doesn’t have your courage.”

“You are such a kiss-ass,” I laugh. “Frieza is a weakling – I could make you twice as strong and you still would be no threat to me.”

“Maybe not,” he smirks and starts to get dressed, “But I am a threat to Frieza and his precious Ginyu Force...” He turns his scouter on and listens for a moment before baring his teeth in a ruthless smile, “…which has finally arrived. Frieza must be finding this planet more difficult to deal with than he expected.”

“Are there any worth keeping?” So far there hasn’t been anyone worth recruiting besides the Saiyans – a little variety would be nice. Hopefully Radditz will be able to convince Zarbon to join us.

“Of the Ginyus? No. They might be powerful, but they are a bunch of prancing morons. I look forward to killing them; they’ve been a thorn in my side for years.”

“I doubt they could be any stupider than Nappa.” I wonder what is taking the idiot ape and my pet so long and check for their kis. I was too busy playing with the little prince to pay them much attention. “What the hell?” Nappa’s ki is dangerously low and I can’t sense Radditz’ anywhere nearby. “Contact them – something’s wrong.”

Vegeta curses and punches something on his scouter. “Distress signal,” he snaps, leaving the ground, heading towards the source. “Nappa’s down,” he continues as I join him, “No signal from Radditz.”

“I’ll kill anyone who dares harm my pet.”

“First we have to find him. The scouter’s ki sensors don’t work – only communication circuits still functioning. Must have overloaded. Can you sense his ki?”

“No,” I growl, “There are too many higher ones that could be masking his.”

“Then we have to hope Nappa knows what happened,” Vegeta replies. “He’s going to need a senzu.”

We arrive and find a broken and bloody Nappa struggling to regain consciousness. His armor is cracked and shattered and his face is barely recognizable. Considering the damage, it is surprising he is alive; even his tail is a ragged, bloody knot of flesh and fur. I pick him up by the neck and glare at him.

“Useless ape. How could you fuck up something so simple? What happened to Radditz?”

“If you want to find out what happened,” Vegeta interrupts, “you have to heal him. He can’t speak right now.”

“Fine,” I snarl and let him go, not caring how he hits the ground. I stalk over to Vegeta and shove a senzu in his hand. “Find out – quickly. If I have to talk to the moron, I swear I will kill him.”

I try to locate Radditz’ ki yet again while I wait. I’m not sure when I got so attached to my pet, but I have to admit to myself I enjoy his easy obedience – as well as the feel of his body when we fuck. I don’t understand how something could have happened to him – I’ve given my pet so much strength already; do I need to make him a Super Saiyan as well? He would look even better with that golden glow surrounding him – and the increased power would make him better able to fuck me at a level I’d enjoy.

I can’t help but overhear Nappa’s amazement at Vegeta’s appearance – apparently this is a big deal for them. From the sounds of it, Nappa thinks this somehow changes things, but the little prince quickly dissuades him of that notion.

“Nothing has changed. We still follow the plan to the letter,” Vegeta commands, jerking the ape to his feet.

“Will you two quit fucking around?” I snap. “Nappa – tell me what the hell happened, and quickly if you want to live.”

Nappa bows, “Forgive me, Master. Dodoria was easy to kill, but when Radditz tried to convince Zarbon to join us he resisted. There was a fight and we discovered Zarbon had a transformation that increased his power. Even fighting together we could not defeat him. I believe Radditz was still alive, but Zarbon is bringing him to Frieza.”

“Fuck,” Vegeta snaps, “Even if Frieza doesn’t kill him he’ll wish he did.”

I roar with rage and rocket to where I sense the highest kis, the Saiyans forgotten. I’m going to kill this Zarbon for daring to touch my pet. I don’t even care when Vegeta manages to catch up with me.

“I want to be the one who kills Frieza,” he says.

“Do you think I give a fuck what you want?” I growl.

“No – but I expect you want to concentrate on Zarbon’s punishment. And Frieza’s presence would only interfere.”

I glance over at him, noticing his anticipation. “Fine. Kill him. If Frieza gets in my way I’ll do it myself – and if you happen to be in the path you’ll go with him. Do I make myself clear?”

“Crystal.”

We arrive in time to see Zarbon reach the remains of a Namek village, Radditz slung over his shoulder. He passes over a huddled cluster of Namek brats and drops the limp body onto the ground next to them. Nearby are creatures in armor similar to what the Saiyans wear. They give Zarbon and Radditz only a passing glance before returning their attention to a white freak with a thick tail; based on the ki level it has to be Frieza.

I scowl – I can’t feel any ki from my pet; he’s probably dead. I’m surprised to realize I might actually miss the monkey.

We land in the middle of the group. Vegeta has returned to his regular dark-haired state – for his sake I hope the power increase he had when ascended was not a one-time fluke.

I notice that only a few in the group are wearing scouters, and the ground is littered with the debris of shattered eye shields; is it possible that Vegeta’s burst of ki really did overload them? They are as useless as I said – the Saiyans should consider themselves fortunate I spent valuable time teaching them not to depend on the toys. It amuses me to see some bloody little slices on Frieza’s face; I’m willing to bet he was wearing his when it blew.

“Vegeta,” the lizard says, his voice deceptively gentle. Even I can feel the malice inherent in Frieza. “You’re late reporting in. Who is your playmate?”

“I’m no playmate,” I growl, “I am the Demon Lord Piccolo. I’m here to kill Zarbon for damaging my pet.”

“Really?” Frieza purrs, “And what about you Vegeta? What brings you here?”

Vegeta shrugs, “I’m here to watch.”

The lizard laughs, “Entertainment. Excellent. This planet is completely boring. Zarbon,” he says, gesturing the green freak forward, “Kill this Namek – and make sure Vegeta and I are entertained.” He curls his tail around Vegeta’s neck and draws him closer. “Come stand beside me, pet,” he commands. The monkey glares but does not resist.

“Of course, Lord Frieza,” the green weakling says, flipping his ridiculous ponytail back over his shoulder, “It would be my pleasure.” He turns to me and gestures, “Come on Namek, I’ll give you one hit before I destroy you.”

I smirk, shaking my head, “You are a fool.” I take one seemingly hesitant step forward, noticing his confident smile. The next step I power up slightly, flowing forward, my speed more than he can see. Before he even realizes I have moved I am behind him. In an instant I stretch my arms, crushing them around him, pinning his arms in place.

“I hear you like hair bondage,” I hiss in his ear, looping his ponytail tightly around his neck, strangling him with his own hair. He struggles uselessly in my grasp, trying in vain to kick himself free.

“You killed my pet,” I snarl, constricting the coil of my arms, forcing more air from his already starving lungs, cracking ribs with the pressure, “and I am going to make you suffer for it.”

“Zarbon,” Frieza calls, “Enough playing. Kill the Namek now.”

“Lord Frieza, what if he cannot?” asks Vegeta in a voice too low for most to hear. I smirk; the monkey prince is playing his part well.

Frieza sighs, “Then I shall have to kill the slug myself – and I will need a replacement for Zarbon. Perhaps you, little prince,” he finishes, amused.

I chuckle in my victim’s ear, “Do you hear that, weakling? You are going to be replaced by a monkey.” I can’t believe my pet was defeated by someone so pitiful – I want to see why Radditz failed; maybe he needs anger to drive him, same as my monkeys. I loosen my stranglehold on his hair and he gasps for breath. I growl and bury my fangs in his ear, ripping it free with a jerk of my head.

He screams in pain and anger as the air around him burns with his rising ki. I spit out the ragged flesh and lick my lips, tasting his blood; not bad – I can appreciate what a delicacy this creature was to Radditz.

Some of the spectators shout encouragement to Zarbon, instantly silenced at Frieza’s threat against the weakling, “This Namek is making a fool of you, Zarbon – if you don’t redeem yourself soon I may have to kill you myself.”

“I believe the lizard is disappointed in you,” I laugh in his good ear. I adjust my grip to allow him to believe his resistance might succeed; letting him believe he has a chance of victory will make his defeat even more satisfying.

I carefully control my own ki, increasing it in degrees to match the still struggling fool. He doesn’t appear to notice that all of his increased power is doing him no good; these creatures truly are blind without their scouters. I see in Vegeta’s face however, that he realizes what is happening as he monitors our ki. Zarbon’s body is getting bulkier in my grasp and I reposition my arms to hold him more effectively; I want to see what kind of power he is capable of.

He finally stops and twists his now distorted head around to glare at me. “I’ll kill you for making me have to use this transformation,” he growls, muscles bulging against captivity.

Disappointed and disgusted at his bloated appearance, I push him stumbling to the ground. “Is that it? Is that the best you can do?  I can’t believe I waited for this,” I sneer. His ki is nothing compared to Vegeta’s when he is golden, although I now see why Radditz could not defeat him in this form.

“Damn, but you’re ugly,” I laugh.

He roars and lunges for me. I’m tired of playing with this weakling, and opening my mouth, I fire a burst of ki into his head. I can’t help but snort with amusement when it flops backwards on his neck, hanging on by a ragged piece of skin and muscle. His corpse is almost graceful as it collapses straight down, death having come so quickly Zarbon couldn’t begin to prepare himself.

“That certainly was entertaining,” Frieza purrs malevolently.

I glance over and grin; the lizard and his cronies are so distracted by my actions they don’t notice the newest threat in their midst as Vegeta burns golden. I am definitely having the little prince fuck me when this is through – the power and violence rolling off him is making me hard with anticipation.

I kick Zarbon’s head, sending it flying to land next to where a Namek runt is kneeling beside my pet’s body. I’m about to blast the creature away when I realize the child is sending ki flowing through him and his own is rising in response. I almost laugh – Radditz is alive.

“Don’t worry – the show isn’t over yet,” I smirk. “Your turn, Vegeta.”

Frieza turns his head to look at the little monkey, a look of horror crossing his face when Vegeta bares his teeth and growls, “Die you bastard!”

It’s over in an instant – Vegeta’s ki leaps even higher, and without any further hesitation or warning he raises both of his hands up and blasts a massive hole through the freak’s chest. The bolt continues through the smoking corpse, finishing as an explosive blast that destroys a horrified cluster of soldiers.

“Nappa!” he shouts as the straggler arrives to witness the continued carnage. Nappa roars in response and joins Vegeta in butchering the remaining members of Frieza’s forces, sparing none from their deadly vengeance.

I ignore them, moving over to where Radditz is apparently recovering. The little Namek doesn’t even notice me until I am towering over it.

TBC