Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Torn ❯ The Chase ( Chapter 9 )

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Lyrics are chunks of the song `I am' by Drowning Pool. Don't own that.

 

 

Chapter 9

~Love of Vegeta~

 

 

 

 

Vegeta had his back facing his son, typing security codes into the GR's controls with precision. Trunks wrapped his arms around his chest and shivered, his breath coming out as thin clouds of condensation as he exhaled. Vegeta seemed undeterred by the below zero temperature, and turned on the gravity controls. Trunks stumbled as the gravity instantly rose. He quickly caught himself, and was surprised to see the reading of '950' on the gravity pressure screen. Before the last tournament, he'd just managed to stand under six hundred...

Vegeta turned and fixed his son with a cold calculating look, and typed in '1500' into the controls. Trunks cried out as he slammed into the floor, nose smashing against the cold steel.

"Get up." Vegeta ordered. Trunks tried to move but couldn't budge. He felt like the hair was being pulled from his scalp, sharp pains stabbed at his body like a hundred knives, and breathing was an effort.

 

"Too... much.." he wheezed, the pressure on his back agonising.

 

"Deal with it, or I'll just have to kick you around while you lie there." Trunks sucked in air through gritted teeth, and tried to summon enough strength to transform. The strain and pressure on his back made it near possible to concentrate, and the rage he felt imagining his father hurt and beaten; the motive that he needed to transform was no longer there.

 

Vegeta watched his son struggle under the intense gravity and sneered. Pathetic. "Looks like you need some motivation. Maybe I can help." Trunks screamed as he sent a bone shattering kick to his ribs, his sensitive ears hearing them crack under the force. The boy's body hit the wall on the other side of the chamber, denting the metal. His body poised there for the briefest of moments, before the gravity sent him smashing into the floor.

 

Vegeta walked over to his son's body. "Motivated yet?" Blood sprayed from his son's mouth as he coughed, tears bleeding from his eyes. "No? Hmph.. pathetic." More blood dotted the floor. "No matter, we still have the rest of the night." Another kick in his side, crushing him into the wall, this time much more blood choking from the brat's throat and splattering his boot. A thick scream tore from his son's mouth as Vegeta sent another to his abdomen.

 

"Still won't fight back, huh... this is beginning to bore me." He sent power down to his hand, energy forming in his palm. This should get the boy moving. He suddenly stumbled as his weight disappeared. He tipped back but reacted just in time to save him from falling. "What the-" his eyes flashed over to the controls. One times earth's normal gravity flickered on the screen before the entire room was shut off, and he was left in darkness. He frowned, but then smirked as realisation dawned on him. The woman.

 

He looked down at his son who was whimpering softly on the floor. Vegeta lifted his foot and sent a swift kick to his skull, knocking him unconscious. His energy should be too low to sense from a distance, he didn't want to deal with Kakkarott just yet.

 

He left the GR, locking the door behind him. He noticed his own shadow on the floor, and looked up to see the full moon filling the midnight sky. Forgotten desires boiled his blood; death, destruction, chaos. The sudden urge to tear a person's insides, the craving for blood, to taste it in his mouth. The rush of battle lust sent thrills through his system. Vegeta looked behind him at the vaccancy that used to occupy his tail, confused. He was not used to this... this was the first time he'd seen the moon since his tail was removed. The feelings associated with his Oozaru form were present, and yet he did not transform... did he have his Oozaru strength too? No... hm, too bad.

 

Since when was the Earth's moon restored?

 

Birds suddenly cried and fluttered from the trees of the woodland at the edge of Capsule Corps, immediately drawing his attention back to the matter at hand. He concentrated. Ahh, yes, he could feel her energy there. She was quite far ahead and running, but he would catch her. He licked his lips in anticipation and pulled off his chest armour and gloves. It was about time he broke her.

 

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I've never felt so alive
I've never had to run and hide
The things I want I cannot have
The things I need are all so bad

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Bulma manoeuvred around the trees and bushes, thorns and branches jutting out and scraping her flesh. Cuts marred her arms and legs, but she ignored them and concentrated on the road ahead. She knew Vegeta would follow, in fact, she was counting on it. She had awoken some minutes before by her son's scream. She didn't have a plan of action, she didn't even take the minute to rationalise what she was doing. All she knew was that she had to get that... that monster away from her son. Hopefully Vegeta would leave her son to stop her, and while he was catching up Goku should be able to sense they were apart and transport there. Hopefully.

She came to a clearing and stopped, folding over and grasping her knees. Her feet were bare, bleeding and numb with cold. She had to keep going, she told herself. She looked around franticly, looking for a place to hide. She didn't have long; she could sense he was close. Where the hell was Goku?!

 

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He ran on foot, the moon lighting his path. Its rays beat down on his body, awakening his primal urges and sharpening his senses. He was close. He could smell her scent on the air, taste her fear. The aroma of her blood flavouring the cold air was faint but distinct. His heart pounded in his chest, his energy seething. He wanted her now.. but he wouldn't fly. The thrill of the chase.

He smirked sadistically as he imagined her, blood black in the moonlight, dripping off her pale white skin, her breathing heavy and frantic as she would try so desperately to escape. Fear, pure fear in those naive and innocent eyes as he hurt her, made her bleed black blood that would glisten in the moonlight. He imagined her crying, tears mixing with her blood and falling down her cold skin. There would be no second thoughts, none of that disgusting guilt or morality contaminating his mind.... no memories. It was gone, now. So refreshing to be free. He could do whatever he wanted, act upon his first impulses. He would hurt her, brake her.. he might make her enjoy it. He smirked with that afterthought. He could make her do whatever he wanted. He was in control.

 

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My best excuse is that I'm drained
From everything that keeps me sane
My sickness keeps me in control
From everything you'll never know

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Bulma stopped again, her breath clouding the air in front of her. Sharp pains stabbed her chest and her heart felt like it could pop out of it at any moment. Blood throbbed in her temples. She couldn't run anymore, she was exhausted. She heard a twig snap through the darkness behind her and dived behind a tree, crawling on her hands and feet into a bush. Her hair caught on the branches as she buried deeper, thorns scraping her skin. She froze when she heard footsteps arrive where she'd just come from.Don't stop, keep going, don't stop... Her breath stopped in her lungs as she heard them approach... silence. She held her breath, willing him to leave, sure that if her heart didn't stop hammering in her chest, he would surely find her.

She screamed when her arm was grabbed in a vice grip and she was dragged from the bushes. Her hair became caught and tangled in the branches, her skin scraping against the sharp spikes. One caught her cheek, cutting her skin. She screamed, as she was brought up to face two fathomless black eyes.

 

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Vegeta dragged her body from the thorn bush. Stupid girl. He pulled her up to eye level, smirking as she screamed. A vertical line of blood appeared across her left cheek bone and began to trickle down her pale skin. Hand still clenched around her arm, he seized her waist and pulled her to him.

"You'd better let go of me, Vegeta!!" she screamed, trying to jerk her arm out of his grip, and futilely attempting to squirm from his hold. Vegeta laughed and threw her against a tree. She cried out as her head bashed into the trunk. He smirked. Such a fragile little body. He took his time in approaching her, stopping just a foot from her feet, staring her up and down. He was going to savour his moment.

"I mean it, Vegeta.." she said forcefully, but her voice trembled. He saw her hands grasp the trunk of the tree tightly, betraying her fear. Her heart was beating rapidly in her chest. He smirked, and crossed his arms, just looking at her. She was trembling waiting for him to attack her, but he wasn't going to... not yet. He would keep her in suspense. "Goku will be here any minute, and he'll-"

"I don't think so." he snapped. He was suddenly angry, enraged, but forced it down. He wasn't going to let anything spoil his fun. "Kakkarott won't transport here if he thinks it will put your life in jeopardy. He could have transported earlier, but Trunks' energy can't be sensed now. He wouldn't have known he was not with me." he tried to sound level headed, but the mention of the third class baka stirred something deep within him.

"Why wouldn't he?" she asked. Vegeta smirked. His eyes darted down to the floor and back to her face. She lowered her head, seeing the blood staining his white boot. She gasped, her hand slapping her mouth. She looked back up at him and lunged, lashing out and pounding his chest with her fists.

"What did you do to him?!?!" she screamed, hammering his chest and arms with her fists, kicking him in the shins. Vegeta looked down at her attempts. The sudden urge to hit her, to watch fear over cloud her anger. To see her fall to the floor and cry, backing up into the tree.

Something twitched in his mind; hesitation. He glanced up at the moon. She knew this would happen, she knew who he was. She should have escaped when she had the chance. Now... it was too late. He grabbed the hysterical woman by her neck and slammed her against the trunk of the tree.

"I am going to enjoy this." She kicked at his legs, her nails clawing at his hand. He brought his fist back threateningly, she flinched. "Don't make me mad." he threatened, uncurling his fist and snatching the front of her top, ripping the fabric like tissue paper.

 

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Does it make you happy
Does it make you mad
Why am I still laughing
Look at what you had

 

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Vegeta regained his composure, pushing his anger down. He wanted to make her scream, fuck her until she stopped moving, slam her against the floor and - no… slowly. She would be begging for mercy before he was through with her, bleeding… broken. He'd show her, show her that she was wrong.This is who I am.

 

He lowered his hands to her shoulders, pressing every inch of his body against hers. He smirked, his former lust returning, the anger forgotten as he allowed himself to drown in her fear, her frantic eyes and pounding heart arousing him to no end. Tears streaked the woman's cheeks as he allowed her to explore his eyes. Yes, she was terrified now. Good. This was how she was supposed to feel; she was beginning to see it now, see how naive she had been. If only she knew how many times he'd done this.. and enjoyed it. And it hadn't been too long before she'd invited him into her home. Silly girl.. Now she was paying for it.

 

He moved one hand to cup the right side of her face; hard, but not painful.. not yet. He pressed against her tightly. He wanted to feel her pain, feel her futile attacks and squirms against his skin as he oh so slowly took her. Watch the life spill from her eyes as the fight left her, watch the helplessness sink in, watch her emotionally break. The care for life gone. He leaned in, his tongue slipping out and caressing the cut on her face, licking up and revelling in the metallic taste of her blood. She was trembling. He chuckled brushing his lips against her cheek and to her ear, nipping the lobe and deliberately breathing hot air on her bare neck, feeling her body tense and shiver. He kissed her there, making a delicate trail down to the mark of their bondage, surrounding it with his mouth, kissing it. She was as stiff as a board, still crying. She cried out as he sunk his teeth into her skin, reopening the wound and licking and sucking the blood that began to spill. She began to struggle, which was very dangerous as he still had his mouth on her neck, and her squirms against his body did nothing but intensify his desire.

 

He chuckled at her futile struggles but was cut short when her knee caught him in the lower regions. Her kick may have been weak, but it was enough to cause him to fall back a step... an it actually hurt. He snarled and slapped her maybe just a little too hard across the face, for she instantly fell to the floor, and looked like she was going to black out. His hand twitched, the energy that would blast her to another dimension began to flow down his arm. Wait - what was he doing? He let the energy disappear and crouched down by her form. Her eyes were drooping and snapping open again as she obviously fought for consciousness. He growled, lifting her head up.

 

"Don't you dare faint, woman!" Her eyes closed.. but didn't open, her body falling limp. He growled and slapped her, this time not so hard, across the other cheek. "Wake up!!" he yelled, backhanding her. She didn't stir. "Insolent little bitch!" he yelled, slapping her harder against her cheek and repeating when she did not respond. He drew his hand back and began to slap her harder, her head snapping from side to side under his blows. Her lip began to bleed, running a tiny stream down her chin. She moaned, and her body shifted. He gabbed her by the shoulders and began to shake her roughly. He stopped when she began to cry, her eyes still closed but she was awake.

 

"W-why a-are you doing this?" she asked him, sobbing, tears drenching her cheeks. He frowned.

 

"Shut up." he ordered, capturing her chin in his hand and leaning in to kiss her neck, trying to get his lust to return. She didn't struggle, but carried on whimpering like some pathetic brat. "STOP THAT!" he shouted, the noise wearing on his nerves. She stopped and stared at him, fear written all over her face. Vegeta stared at this, but his arousal was gone. He growled. "This is who I am, woman!! Now stop with your pathetic whimpering before I really hurt you!!" He tore the upper half of his spandex off and threw it over his shoulder, placing his body above hers in some attempt to regain control over the situation. She stared at him, making no effort to escape, probably knowing it was useless.

 

"You have never hurt us before, Vegeta, so why now?" His anger was returning. He forced it down.

 

"Don't pretend you never knew woman! You knew all along this would happen and yet think you can somehow change it, well you can't!!" He grabbed her chin, making sure she wouldn't turn away. "You think you know me, you know nothing! I have raped, murdered, tortured all before! It was my life! Then I come here, and you think that you; a worthless pathetic human can change that!?"

 

"I never once wanted to change you, Vegeta! I thought you wanted to change! I thought you had changed!!"

 

"So I stay on this worthless mudball, so I decide not to kill you, that does not make me any different from the man I was!! You don't understand, do you? I was born a murderer, into a race whose only goal in life was to kill and destroy! I grew up, destroying entire civilizations as a daily routine, living with death and torture all around me. I am a murderer by nature, just like you are human! I can no longer deny who I am! And you knew that, all along, you knew it! You knew this would happen, but because you are too blinded by your ignorance you refused to believe!"

 

He hit the woman across the head once more, suddenly the very sight of her enraged him. Her head whipped to the side and she began to cry again, but this time the noise was welcoming. He needed to get this anger out of his system before he could pleasure himself, and taking his anger out on her would be just the therapy he needed. He leaned down, speaking the words in her ear so he could be sure they would register in her mind. "Remember this night, remember the pain, and maybe you will think twice before making such rash assumptions in the future."

 

 

 

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Does it make you feel good
Does it make you sick
That you knew that I would
Be the one to trip
No Control

 

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Was this chapter better? I would have made it longer but I didn't realise so much time had gone by since my last update, I only started writing this yesterday. Anyway, thanks to some great ideas from nsb and autumn, I waved goodbye to WB yesterday, and I've got the rest of the story all sorted in my head. Hopefully updates will be quicker.

 

Okay, I got an amazing response off you guys for the last chapter, I was sooo happy! I can't believe I have so many reviews, you guys really are great!

 

Many thanks to those who reviewed the last chapter, those people are;

 

Mely-- Thanks! Glad you're enjoying this! Thanks for the rating!

 

Nsb-- Such a lovely long review, I'm so happy! Yep, Vegeta's cool evil, but we can't forget about da hentai and lovable Vegeta! Love them too, though I do prefer him evil, but more when its sadistic, cocky sort of evil, not just plain murderous evil. I think this Vegeta is more of the latter, which is why I gave him a sadistic behaviour in this chapter. Yeah, your idea also has helped with the story, I'll be using your idea, btw! Thanks for the rating, too!

 

autumn-- I did so not deserve the really long and nice review I got off you! Thanks for your emails, review, and for all the ideas you gave me! They all got me thinking, and WB started packing as soon as I read your email ^_^ I'll be using one of your ideas too If you don't mind!

 

Authoress Raine-- HERE HERE HERE HERE!!!!!! *Hands Raine the chapter* LOL, your reviews always make me laugh. Thank you for the rating!

 

Mela 989898-- Glad you still like this, and that you're still reading! Thanks for the rating!

 

Random Person-- Thanks for the rating! I hope the wait for this chapter wasn't too long!

 

Subu-- Glad you still like my story, thanks for your review!

 

 

 

Till the next chapter folks, which I'll try to post within the next five days! There, I can't slack off now that I've said that! *pulls finger away from delete button*

 

This chapter was a bit rushed, so I hope it's not too bad, I don't have time to go over it yet.

 

 

 

NEway, till the next chapter, hope you enjoyed this!!! You guys are great ^_~

 

 

 

 

 

 

~Love of Vegeta