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Pure Evil 4: A New Evil	By : sefiru Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 7993 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Pure Evil 4: A New Evil

By Sefiru

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Pairings: Kakarott x Vegeta

Warnings: NC-17, yaoi, anal, oral,
BDSM, bondage, violence, language, pure evil.

Disclaimer: I own nothing, all belongs to Kakarott. Long
live the King.

Pun_xy: you like? There�s more
where that came from �

Macha: I�m afraid Gohan and Raditz won�t get much
training time in before the end of this fic � which
is not to say we won�t see it. ^^

kit-kit: I can�t give him a heart attack right after I revived him, it wouldn�t
be fair.

Katonie: Raditz returns
next chapter � this week it�s Mr. Satan�s turn.

Enough Time will be posted sometime tomorrow. I hope.

In this chapter: let the fight scenes begin!

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Chapter 13: fight 1, King of Earth vs
Mr Satan

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�� The
black-feathered bird that flew into Bardock�s camp in
the dawn�s light was definitely not a Vegetasei
species, so he was not terribly surprised when it transformed into a clothed
bipedal blue dog. He was a bit more startled, though, that he recognized the shapeshifter�s description. �King of
Earth. Taking the day off, are you?�

�� After a fashion. I�m sorry to drop in on you like this,
General, but I�ve run into a spot of difficulty. I don�t suppose you�ve seen
Mr. Satan about?�

�� The fuzzy-haired blowhard? Nope. Why, has he lost it and
gone on a rampage?�

�� I�m afraid he
might. He has been acting oddly during the last few days, and earlier today he
crossed the portal onto Vegetasei.�

�� Keeping tabs on
him, are you?�

�� For years now. It�s painfully obvious that he�s a few peas
short of a pod. In any case, I was lucky to find your camp when I did; I�ve
been flying for hours.� He dug in his pocket for a capsule. �May I offer you an
Irish coffee by way of thanks?�

�� Sure.� Bardock
surveyed the camp; to his satisfaction, two thirds of his soldiers had woken up
at the intrusion, besides the handful that were
already up and catching breakfast. H waved them over and quietly put them in
charge of punishing their less-alert comrades. While they were suspending the
sleepers from the trees, he joined the portly king for Irish coffee. This
turned out to have hard liquor in it, and Bardock thoroughly approved. One of
the soldiers let off a ki blast that manifested as an
ungodly loud noise. At the first shriek the sleeping soldiers jerked awake,
only to find themselves hopelessly tangled in their rope slings. Bardock
trusted they would learn to be more alert in the future. As they cursed and
struggled, the King of Earth chuckled softly. �Takes me back to my college days, that does. Do you think they learned their lesson?�

�� They better have, or � �
A rustling of bushes interrupted him; he turned in time to see a caped figure
leap into the camp and strike a pose. �Hey, is that your nutcase?�

�� It seems so.
What has he done with his hair?� Mr. Satan�s normally sable afro had turned
white, and red stripes had appeared on his face. He threw out his chest.

�� Where are the
boys? Bring them to me and face the consequences!�

�� Bardock shook his
head. �Three mistakes, asshat. One, my grandsons are
not here. Two, now we�re all awake. And three, you threatened children in a Saiyan�s earshot.� The soldiers cracked their knuckles in
unison.

�� The King of Earth
touched Bardock�s arm. �If you don�t mind, I�ll
handle this. I can�t leave others to tidy up my problem children.�

�� Be my guest.�
This, he had to see. The dog-headed, portly human didn�t look like he could
take on Mr. Satan, but this was the same man who�d fought Kakarott to a
standstill. The King of Earth faced his lunatic subject squarely.

�� Hercule, stop this foolishness and come home. Your wife is
worried about you.�

�� No! You can�t
stop me now! I have my final goal within my grasp!�

�� Then you leave
me no choice.� The King of Earth changed into a lion and pounced on his
opponent. Mr. Satan threw a blocking punch, but the shapeshifter
abruptly disappeared; only his ki signature showed
that he had changed into something very small. He was hovering inside Mr. Satan�s reach, around his
elbows. He appeared just long enough to sink snake�s fangs into his neck, then backed off to let the venom take effect. Mr. Satan
flung a ki blast at him, he
turned into a gertha and absorbed it. He snorted �
the poison didn�t seem to be working � and changed back into a small bird.

�� There was no
hesitation in this match; the shapeshifter spiraled
inwards, already planning his next attack. The caped human tracked his
movement, ready to strike again, but the King of Earth was inside his reach
again before he could launch it. At the first opportunity he grappled Mr Satan�s wrist and bit into his flesh again. Bardock was
impressed; the King of Earth was clearly able to take full advantage of his
powers. Mr Satan tried to grab him, but he was
airborne before the hand could fall. This dose of poison had more effect than
the last: Mr. Satan slowed fractionally.

�� However, the
caped fighter also noticed this, and redoubled his efforts to knock the shapeshifter out. A whirlwind of ki
blasts surrounded him; one of them clipped the other human, who tumbled to the
ground in his base form. Obviously wounded, he dropped back for a moment. �He�s
stronger than he should be. I�ve already given him enough poison to drop a
horse.�

�� Like us to join
in?�

�� The King of Earth
shook his head. �Mr. Satan does not know what we shapeshifters
are capable of.� He wiped the blood from his face, his form shimmered and his
injuries were suddenly gone. Before Bardock could do more than blink, he leapt
forward in the shape of a hummingbird. The form was by far the most
maneuverable he had displayed so far. He danced around Mr. Satan�s attacks,
under and around, sometimes flitting sideways or backwards to evade a blow.
Within minutes he found an opening and changed again: this time a Vegetasei animal, the aptly named Deadly Stringsnake. After that bite Mr. Satan slowed down
significantly.

�� But the King of
Earth was burning massive amounts of ki to maintain
the hummingbird form, and at this rate he would end up draining himself to
unconsciousness. It took him another five minutes to find an opening and
deliver the next dose of poison. Now Mr. Satan was too weak to stay airborne;
the King of Earth reverted to a less demanding bird shape. Bardock thought
another bite would drop the human, but it took another five, so either Mr.
Satan was way stronger than he looked, or the shapeshifter
was cutting the dose. The Deadly Stringsnake had been
known to kill elites.

�� At last Mr. Satan
collapsed on the dirt. The king of Earth returned to his base form and crouched
across from him. Bardock pointed. �Get him a drink, you louts!� Then he pointed
at Mr. Satan. �And get him a set of � what the fuck?� Mr. Satan�s body was �
bubbling. Blue bubbles. They rippled, got bigger and lifted off him, shaping themselves into a hulking outline. A bright flash, and the form became material; curved, fleshy forehead
crest, turquoise skin with red bars at the temples, clashing sky-blue eyes.

�� Bardock cursed. He
had seen this creature before � but not with his outer eyes. < Kakarott, it�s time! The vision is happening!
>

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Bebi is not the brightest button
in the box, methinks �

Next chapter: Gohan and Raditz vs Turles
and a bunch of Tuffle-possessed Saiyans.
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