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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.
Macha: That’s a whole other story,
you know …
pun_xy: I was just trying to keep my fight scenes
from looking like this: punch punch punch punch punch
punch punch punch punch punch
^^
kit-kit: at least they’re old enough to help around the house ^^
Katonie: here it is. I can has
cookie?
Pixelgoddess: ph34r t3h Cool Gohan!
Ph34r!!
starlight_dragon: I’m sure the look on Hercule’s face will be priceless …
There won’t be an update next week due to my going on
vacation sans laptop. However, I will post the end of Enough Time before I go.
In this chapter: Kakarott kicks Tufflebutt.
(is that a word?)
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Chapter 15: Kakarott vs Bebi
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When Kakarott ITed into Bardock’s camp, he found a chaotic scene. The
soldiers had formed a ring around Mr. Satan’s unconscious body and the figure
standing over it, and the King of Earth lay gasping against a tree off to one
side, his ki low. The being in the center of all this
turned to face him when he appeared. The greenish-blue skin, the eyes without
whites or pupils, the fleshy crest all said Tuffle –
but this creature was far more muscled than any Tuffle
in Saiyan records, and twice as tall. The growths on
its shoulders made it look even bigger. “That’s him, son,” Bardock said. “The
one I saw.”
“Right. I’ll take it from here.” The mutant Tuffle’s ki felt about the same
level as Super Saiyan 2, and that was resting. Kakarott ascended to level 1
as he walked forward.
“There you are,
King!” the mutant bellowed. “Excellent! I planned to defeat you using the body
of the one person you can’t fight, your son. But now I think I’ll just take you
over directly!” Its body suddenly morphed into several white streamers that
shot towards Kakarott’s chest. He barely had time to IT out of the way; he
couldn’t have dodged that the normal way at this level. The Tuffle
shrieked in frustration. “Teleportation! Your tricks
will not avail you, Saiyan. I, Bebi,
shall take your body and your planet for the glory of the Tuffle
people!”
“It didn’t work
the first time,” Kakarott pointed out. He never interrupted a ranting enemy; it
was like a coffee break and a spy report in one. They always let something
important slip.
“This time my
victory is assured!” ka-me, “I have
none of the weaknesses of my creators,” ha-me,
“and my powers are without equal!”
“HA!!” The ki blast caught Bebi, who was not
expecting it, straight in the stomach. It barely scorched the mutant’s skin. Between
one thought and the next, Bebi was on top of him and
punched him in the ribs; he moved with the blow and flew into a nearby
hillside. Hmm. I need more power. As he picked himself
up, he ascended to level 2. He went to meet his opponent – but had to dodge
again as Bebi tried his takeover move; this time
Kakarott had a ki attack ready and hit the mutant
before it reformed. It squealed and came after him, too enraged to do more than
pummel him with its fists.
It was powerful.
And fast, Kakarott thought as another blow plowed him through the landscape.
But on the whole it didn’t fight like it had much experience. Well, how could
it? Surrounded by people much weaker than itself, it would never have the
chance for a proper spar. And it didn’t strike Kakarott as the type that would
lower its ki for the sake of training. Of course,
that did not give it a free pass in a real battle. Kakarott hit it with a
cutting disk which slashed a furrow in its arm, then kicked it twice in the
head. Bebi flipped over and stuck a foot in his
kidneys; then it went straight into takeover mode, and this time Kakarott was
too close to dodge.
The watching
soldiers gasped in horror as the white streamers engulfed him. But Kakarott
didn’t panic; there was no room in his mind for it as, completely focused on
the battle, he decided his next countermove. Part of his calm came from the
fact that adult male Saiyans had virtually no flight
response; he would fight until he fell. As he felt the first touches on his
mind, however, he realized that he need not do anything.
This was
Kakarott’s true gift: what the uninformed refered to
as his “pure heart.” It had let him ride Kintoen,
protected him from the Majins, allowed him to ascend
to ever-greater levels of power – and now it served him well once more. As Bebi entered Kakarott’s mind, it found it like a single
giant crystal, unified and without the cracks and flaws of self-doubt. It
pushed against it, but Kakarott’s will would not allow
the surface to break; though it battered him again and again, the saiyan’s mind would not yield.
The entire
encounter lasted only seconds. Then Kakarott floated up out of the white mass
and waited for Bebi to reform himself. “You lose, Bebi.”
The mutant fairly
frothed with rage. “Inconceivable!”
“I don’t think
that means what you think it does.” Kakarott ascended to level 3, and this time
he leapt in to attack. The blows left Bebi reeling;
the power-up had closed the gap of speed between them to the point where
Kakarott’s skill gave him the advantage. Bebi swung
at him and he blocked it; he whirled around and kicked the mutant in the hip,
the shoulder and the chin in sequence. He was the center of a storm of blows
that would seem all the thicker to Bebi, who had
never seen this level of battle before. Of course the mutant got in some hits
too, simply because he was so fast; an elbow blow sent Kakarott into the
hillside. He waited for Bebi to come after him,
taking the time to prepare a Kame hame
ha. The blast caught Bebi right in the face, smudging
the red bars and erasing what was left of its temper.
It shrieked,
hurled ki about wildly, tried
its takeover move again without result. Kakarott dodged and let it burn energy.
With every wasted shot Bebi seemed to shrink; it
wouldn’t be able to maintain its battle power much longer. On the other hand,
Kakarott couldn’t afford to let it escape and perhaps take over some random
person or animal. A Kame hame
ha alone wouldn’t be enough, but if he combined it with … His ki flared higher than it had ever gone before. “Big Bang Kame hame
ha!”
A comet at point-blank range, a thunderbolt in slow motion.
The blinding white beam struck Bebi head-on; it threw
up a hasty ki shield but the attack ripped through it
like tofu. The mutant didn’t even have time to scream as its flesh vaporized.
Kakarott lowered
himself to the ground and dropped his transformation. He was battered and
bruised, cut in a dozen places, but despite the gravity of the situation he was
grinning. A battle to the death came along so rarely, and he couldn’t in good
conscience go looking for them, so he relished the challenge when it appeared.
And besides, he’d won. Somewhere near him Bardock yelled, “Get him some water!”
“Make it a
bucket,” Kakarott called. He looked over at the King of Earth. “How are you
doing, Ilya?”
“Well enough, but
I won’t be fighting again soon. I burned a lot of ki
shifting out those wounds.”
“Now, that’s a
neat trick.” A soldier brought the requested bucket, kneeling at his feet, and
Kakarott took it. “Thank you, soldier.”
“My name is Arenji, my king.”
“Thank you, Arenji.” He looked around. The little army was gazing at
him with a mix of awe and frustration from not being part of the fight; Bardock
had to yell at them twice to get them to break camp. Kakarott wasn’t paying
attention; Tuffles traveled in groups, so there were
probably more nearby. He was trying to sense their kis
when Koshubu’s projection popped up next to him.
“Kakarott! We’ve got trouble!”
At the same time
a shrill cry rose from the underbrush. “They killed Bebi!”
A flock of Tuffles on small flying machines erupted
from the forest, but fortunately these were the ordinary, unmutated
kind. “You will pay for harming a Tuffle, insolent
monkeys!”
“I don’t think so.” Bardock formed a ball of ki with his hands, which started to glow with the full
moon’s light. “Right, boys and girls, it’s our turn to play.”
***
Oh my god, they killed Bebi! ^_^ …
really, was there any doubt?
Next chapter: The main event, Vegeta vs
Brolli!
(and yes, I know it’s evil to delay
the update. Gyahahahahahahahahahaha.)
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