Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Planet Vegeta Sagas ❯ The Tuffle Planet ( Prologue )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
Planet Vegeta - Sagas
By - Flame-Washu(Vinny!)
M - Intense contents of; Rape, Sensuality, Drama, Action (Blood), Violence, Strong Language, and Agonization. Also contains Hentai, Yaoi, and rageous Sexual acts. Adults permitted only.
Disclaimer - I do not own Dragon Ball Z, but I however authored this story. I again give upon my creative secrets of the unknown states of Dragon Ball. Characterized Sagas are First Person. Be Aware of the name above the saga is the one speaking mentally. Enjoy! Read and Review.
The Tuffle Planet
The Fiery, reddish orb stood in peace as a great sense of hushness filled the air. Space was lushed around of quietness, as nothing had to be feared. There but lived a naughty race known as the Saiyans. The race was inferred as the greatest fighters of just bloodlust. They fought becaused they enjoyed it, they were born with that trait, nothing could stand in thier way.
The Tuffles, lived upon a bluish and technological lifestyle and gave in harmony giving themselves rewards of highly genetical equipment. Syaro was the Tuffle leader, biological father of Dr. Myuu's Baby. He gathered sight of incompetence, the rage of bulbing blasts, slammed into all of the quieted cities into physical distraction. Syaro, personally under siege of the gate crashers. As told, he grabbed his troop and started firing the under-dark enemies. Gun-blasts felt almost as they were nothing, the saiyans continued to thrash the cities. Ignoring the destructive level of the tuffles gun-blasts. They rage on.
The tuffles were out of options, the last thing they did, was to give up to the merciless saiyans. The Saiyans almost felt a little more force coming from the Tuffles. They may have gave up, but the disbothered race would not go out without trying. The back and forth attacks came unrestingly, the Saiyans have caught an intimate sight of thier last resort. The planets moon.
The light that is sheding mysterious power upon the Saiyans, they started to move thier form incidentally. Thier tails throbbed, and thier bodies crypted upon a large mass. The brown fur of thier hair spreaded upon themselves, and they grew into striking heights. They gained total invincibility to the Tuffles. They crushed them as they were needless bugs. Smashing around the planet causing it to turn red due to the lives being physically thrashed, and splattering thier gore.
The Saiyans have won thier insights upon the race, leaving horrid marks. The moon faded, then the saiyans faded from thier Incredible Oozaru form to thier normal size. Most male saiyans were big in size, and the few Saiyan women were small in size, but thier speed were amazing. The destroyed cities, and banged up bodies stared back at the heartless saiyans. They laughed and partied at the same spot thier victory was confirmed. The price of the planet was overwhelming, the saiyans recieved quite the jackpot. With all the left technology untouched, the saiyans could profit and become a stronger society. Even in that, they would never stop fighting. It's what they loved to do. Thier night of destruction prolonged until morning. They woke into the sight of thier arriving ships, to take them back to thier home.
By - Flame-Washu(Vinny!)
M - Intense contents of; Rape, Sensuality, Drama, Action (Blood), Violence, Strong Language, and Agonization. Also contains Hentai, Yaoi, and rageous Sexual acts. Adults permitted only.
Disclaimer - I do not own Dragon Ball Z, but I however authored this story. I again give upon my creative secrets of the unknown states of Dragon Ball. Characterized Sagas are First Person. Be Aware of the name above the saga is the one speaking mentally. Enjoy! Read and Review.
The Tuffle Planet
The Fiery, reddish orb stood in peace as a great sense of hushness filled the air. Space was lushed around of quietness, as nothing had to be feared. There but lived a naughty race known as the Saiyans. The race was inferred as the greatest fighters of just bloodlust. They fought becaused they enjoyed it, they were born with that trait, nothing could stand in thier way.
The Tuffles, lived upon a bluish and technological lifestyle and gave in harmony giving themselves rewards of highly genetical equipment. Syaro was the Tuffle leader, biological father of Dr. Myuu's Baby. He gathered sight of incompetence, the rage of bulbing blasts, slammed into all of the quieted cities into physical distraction. Syaro, personally under siege of the gate crashers. As told, he grabbed his troop and started firing the under-dark enemies. Gun-blasts felt almost as they were nothing, the saiyans continued to thrash the cities. Ignoring the destructive level of the tuffles gun-blasts. They rage on.
The tuffles were out of options, the last thing they did, was to give up to the merciless saiyans. The Saiyans almost felt a little more force coming from the Tuffles. They may have gave up, but the disbothered race would not go out without trying. The back and forth attacks came unrestingly, the Saiyans have caught an intimate sight of thier last resort. The planets moon.
The light that is sheding mysterious power upon the Saiyans, they started to move thier form incidentally. Thier tails throbbed, and thier bodies crypted upon a large mass. The brown fur of thier hair spreaded upon themselves, and they grew into striking heights. They gained total invincibility to the Tuffles. They crushed them as they were needless bugs. Smashing around the planet causing it to turn red due to the lives being physically thrashed, and splattering thier gore.
The Saiyans have won thier insights upon the race, leaving horrid marks. The moon faded, then the saiyans faded from thier Incredible Oozaru form to thier normal size. Most male saiyans were big in size, and the few Saiyan women were small in size, but thier speed were amazing. The destroyed cities, and banged up bodies stared back at the heartless saiyans. They laughed and partied at the same spot thier victory was confirmed. The price of the planet was overwhelming, the saiyans recieved quite the jackpot. With all the left technology untouched, the saiyans could profit and become a stronger society. Even in that, they would never stop fighting. It's what they loved to do. Thier night of destruction prolonged until morning. They woke into the sight of thier arriving ships, to take them back to thier home.