Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Creation of Devistation ❯ Freedom ( Chapter 3 )

Terriyan put her head in her hands, trying to push back the floodgates of memory that had erupted in her mind. She wasn't even phased when Brollis hands freely started to roam her body. `Hatsun I thought he was dead,' Terriyan thought, before composing herself as his hand slipped into the grimy rags that covered her and twisted her nipple. She bit her lip as fresh tears sprung in her eyes, nothing could make this moment worse by showing herself as a weak and feeble female. But that's exactly what she felt like doing at the moment, she wanted to crumple into a ball and cry until there was no more liquid left in her body. She could feel Brollis breath on her shoulder and nip at her ear as he spoke.

"Well lookie here, there's a damsel in distress and a prince ready for the daring attack."

"What did you bring her here for?" Vegeta snapped before crossing his arms and widening his stance.

"As a favor, just thought you'd like to see her again. Heard you two were very close at one point," His voice was oily again she noted and tried to suppress the wave of fear and nausea that swept through her body. Vegetas face dropped for a moment before registering back to his usual scowl.

"Why would you want to give me a favor?" Vegeta scowled and shot daggers at the man that held his former best friend.

"Cause your father did such a good turn for my father and I," he explained and pointed an accusing finger at Goku. "And you drove me mad with your wailing!" The rest of the gang looked around with confusion plainly written across their features. Vegetas should rolled with laughter.

"So you're that Brolli," he smiled. "Well things have changed, you are no longer stronger then princes!"

"Why would you ever think that?" Terriyan twisted in his arms as she spoke, glaring at him, causing the group to turn back to her. As she answered his first question.

"You didn't then?" He asked her this like a father asking a child.

"Never," She said twisted back around and gave a knowing smirk to Vegeta. "She merely used me to get what she wanted," Vegeta spat out, his voice laced with imitation venom.

"As did you," Terriyan retorted, she then narrowed her eyes trying to look convincing and contorted her mouth in a strange shape trying to hide her grin. "Maybe I should just kill her then instead? Take the trouble off your hands," Brolli shot them a malicious grin and powered a small yet deadly ki ball in his hand, placing it just under her right breast.

"I. Don't. Think. So!" Terriyan snapped, she did not survive she didn't know how many years of rape and suffering just to end up like an old farm dog that was too old to work, killed to prove a point. With great grace she made a quick surprise turn and cracked her elbow into the side of his nose. It was not enough to hurt him yet it was enough for her to escape his grasp and land a swift kick in the groin. Brolli snapped back to attention upon hearing his nose break, it took a few more seconds for brain to catch up with the pain he was feeling lower. He reached out for her, it hadn't been in his original plan to kill her but right now it seemed the most favorable answer. Brolli groped out blindly for her form, the pain from his balls finally catching up. He grasped out for her only to have a knee shoved soundly into his ribcage. Vegeta smirked before breaking the mans cheekbone with his fist. Terriyan watched all of this in silence, curling up in a ball for the first time noticing her nudity and how cold the air was around her.

"Meet your approval mylady?" Vegeta grinned in her direction. She looked at him with stone eyes, her only response being.

"Make him suffer."