Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Visions of Destruction ❯ Chapter 3
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: earlsblueeyedangel 
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 12.19.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.2K | Visits: 335 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 12.19.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.2K | Visits: 335 | Status: Completed
Vegeta awoke the next morning at six. He threw back his black comforter that the Onna had bought him last year.Across the front she had sewn in gold lettering the words Prince of Sayians. Vegeta would never admit it, but he loved the thing. Vegeta headed for his bathroom that mirrored Bulma's except that his walls were ivory with black from the waist down and the tile was white with ivory. His hot tub sized bath was black. Vegeta turned on the hot water and as the water filled the tub he removed his black silk boxers (Bad thoughts!) before climbing into the bath tub. As the water continued to fill up over his taunt muscles he let out a sigh. After the tub filled he reached over and turned it off. The Onna's mother had bought him all sorts of male hygiene apparel, most with musky scents. He grabbed the "puff" as Mrs. Briefs called the little white thing on a string. After lathering it up with Old Spice he began to later up his body...
Bulma tossed and turned in her bed as the nightmare began...
She was walking down a hall that was filled with pictures. The pictures were of a family. The family looked familiar to her and then there were some of other people. She stopped at one of them that had a young lavender-haired man with a perky looking blond lady in it that was holding a lavender haired baby. The parents seemed so happy with the infant.
"That's me," she said touching the infant in the photo. "and that's my parents," she whispered as she touched each of their faces. Suddenly she heard a crash from downstairs and the lit hallway became dark. She headed farther down the hallway towards the stairs. That's when she heard the sound of a struggle and then a scream. "Mom! Dad!" she screamed as she ran down the stairs. She screeched to a halt as she beheld the sight of her parents' lifeless bodies. She cried out in pain as she fell to her knees next to her decapitated parents, blood leaking from there frozen bodies.
"Onna! Onna!" Bulma looked up to see a very distraught Vegeta. She had never seen him look so afraid. He hauled her to her feet and pulled her close, his tail wrapping itself around her waist. "You must get out of here! He wants you, but I will not let him have you! You are mine," Vegeta stated seconds before a man entered the room. Vegeta did not move as he growled, "You will not have her!"
"You, nor she have a say in that," a deep voice said as the person moved closer. Vegeta groaned in pain as his side was split open, blood splattered onto her face.
"Iie!" Bulma screamed as she sat up, sweat sliding down her face and neck. She wiped at the sweat on her face, still half asleep, but after realizing that it was not blood she relaxed. She was so tired. This nightmare was causing her to lose sleep and now the vision was more frequent and graphic. "This is insane," she murmured before shaking her head. "Now I'm talking to myself," she muttered angrily as she disentangled herself and crawled out of bed. After pulling on some black sweat pants and a matching tank top she headed down to the den to watch some TV.
Vegeta emerged from his bathroom, refreshed and clean. After pulling on his black spandex pants he headed toward the GR. It was now six forty-five and he was ready to battle the string bean. He thought that the creature would be easy to beat, as all the other bots previous, but the Onna had really out done herself. The bot learned his moves and foresaw them, making him have to change his strategies. He had exhausted himself on the bot early and now he could not wait for the next level of training. As soon as his foot hit the last step of the stairs he heard voices coming from the den. He headed toward it slowly, knowing that the voice was unfamiliar to him and that it might be an intruder.
"I will right wrongs and triumph over evil," the blond girl said on the screen as Vegeta crept farther into the dark room. "And that means you." Vegeta snickered to himself as he watched the ridiculous show in front of him. He looked down at the blue haired woman laying on the couch. She smiled lightly at the TV as the blond girl on the TV knock a weird looking creature away from her.
'She must not be sleepy,' he thought as he backed away from the couch. 'It's odd though. I have never seen her not sleep in.' Vegeta headed toward the GR, putting all thoughts of the blue haired scientist aside as the door closed behind him.
A few hours later Bulma looked down at her watch and with a frown sat up on the couch.
'Kuso, it's only nine o'clock,' she cursed to herself as she got up and headed for her room. After figuring out some more suitable clothes to wear she emerged from her room an hour later adorned in blood red mini skirt, a low cut white blouse, and red pumps on her feet. Her sky blue hair was pulled back into a ponytail with a white hair band and to finish off her look she wore large white hooped earrings. After making a small note for Vegeta and putting it on the fridge, where he would be sure to see it, she headed out to her car. After starting the motor up and buckling herself in she headed off into the direction of the Penn Square Mall.
Vegeta emerged from the GR an hour later, after finally besting the Piccolo look-a-like, ready for his next challenge. The only problem was that bot only responded to the Onna's voice he would have to get her to go to the next training level. He entered the house and headed for her lab. After about ten minutes of looking he began to search for her 'ki' signature. It was not in the house, that was for certain.
"Damn," he cursed out loud. 'She must have left while I was training.' Vegeta continued through the house, now in route to the kitchen for food. As he got closer to the fridge he noticed the piece of paper on it with the Onna's writing on it.
Dear Vegeta,
I have gone to the store for food and clothing. I will be back in an hour or two.
Bulma Briefs
Vegeta growled as he crumpled up the note. "Damn it all to Hell," he cursed to the empty room. 'Of course she wouldn't be here when I ne- want her here.' Vegeta jerked the fridge door open and began to rummage through it to find something to munch on. 'I guess I have to battle the Namek again,' he thought to himself as he stuffed a raw t-bone steak into his mouth.
Bulma tossed and turned in her bed as the nightmare began...
She was walking down a hall that was filled with pictures. The pictures were of a family. The family looked familiar to her and then there were some of other people. She stopped at one of them that had a young lavender-haired man with a perky looking blond lady in it that was holding a lavender haired baby. The parents seemed so happy with the infant.
"That's me," she said touching the infant in the photo. "and that's my parents," she whispered as she touched each of their faces. Suddenly she heard a crash from downstairs and the lit hallway became dark. She headed farther down the hallway towards the stairs. That's when she heard the sound of a struggle and then a scream. "Mom! Dad!" she screamed as she ran down the stairs. She screeched to a halt as she beheld the sight of her parents' lifeless bodies. She cried out in pain as she fell to her knees next to her decapitated parents, blood leaking from there frozen bodies.
"Onna! Onna!" Bulma looked up to see a very distraught Vegeta. She had never seen him look so afraid. He hauled her to her feet and pulled her close, his tail wrapping itself around her waist. "You must get out of here! He wants you, but I will not let him have you! You are mine," Vegeta stated seconds before a man entered the room. Vegeta did not move as he growled, "You will not have her!"
"You, nor she have a say in that," a deep voice said as the person moved closer. Vegeta groaned in pain as his side was split open, blood splattered onto her face.
"Iie!" Bulma screamed as she sat up, sweat sliding down her face and neck. She wiped at the sweat on her face, still half asleep, but after realizing that it was not blood she relaxed. She was so tired. This nightmare was causing her to lose sleep and now the vision was more frequent and graphic. "This is insane," she murmured before shaking her head. "Now I'm talking to myself," she muttered angrily as she disentangled herself and crawled out of bed. After pulling on some black sweat pants and a matching tank top she headed down to the den to watch some TV.
Vegeta emerged from his bathroom, refreshed and clean. After pulling on his black spandex pants he headed toward the GR. It was now six forty-five and he was ready to battle the string bean. He thought that the creature would be easy to beat, as all the other bots previous, but the Onna had really out done herself. The bot learned his moves and foresaw them, making him have to change his strategies. He had exhausted himself on the bot early and now he could not wait for the next level of training. As soon as his foot hit the last step of the stairs he heard voices coming from the den. He headed toward it slowly, knowing that the voice was unfamiliar to him and that it might be an intruder.
"I will right wrongs and triumph over evil," the blond girl said on the screen as Vegeta crept farther into the dark room. "And that means you." Vegeta snickered to himself as he watched the ridiculous show in front of him. He looked down at the blue haired woman laying on the couch. She smiled lightly at the TV as the blond girl on the TV knock a weird looking creature away from her.
'She must not be sleepy,' he thought as he backed away from the couch. 'It's odd though. I have never seen her not sleep in.' Vegeta headed toward the GR, putting all thoughts of the blue haired scientist aside as the door closed behind him.
A few hours later Bulma looked down at her watch and with a frown sat up on the couch.
'Kuso, it's only nine o'clock,' she cursed to herself as she got up and headed for her room. After figuring out some more suitable clothes to wear she emerged from her room an hour later adorned in blood red mini skirt, a low cut white blouse, and red pumps on her feet. Her sky blue hair was pulled back into a ponytail with a white hair band and to finish off her look she wore large white hooped earrings. After making a small note for Vegeta and putting it on the fridge, where he would be sure to see it, she headed out to her car. After starting the motor up and buckling herself in she headed off into the direction of the Penn Square Mall.
Vegeta emerged from the GR an hour later, after finally besting the Piccolo look-a-like, ready for his next challenge. The only problem was that bot only responded to the Onna's voice he would have to get her to go to the next training level. He entered the house and headed for her lab. After about ten minutes of looking he began to search for her 'ki' signature. It was not in the house, that was for certain.
"Damn," he cursed out loud. 'She must have left while I was training.' Vegeta continued through the house, now in route to the kitchen for food. As he got closer to the fridge he noticed the piece of paper on it with the Onna's writing on it.
Dear Vegeta,
I have gone to the store for food and clothing. I will be back in an hour or two.
Bulma Briefs
Vegeta growled as he crumpled up the note. "Damn it all to Hell," he cursed to the empty room. 'Of course she wouldn't be here when I ne- want her here.' Vegeta jerked the fridge door open and began to rummage through it to find something to munch on. 'I guess I have to battle the Namek again,' he thought to himself as he stuffed a raw t-bone steak into his mouth.