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Frosting Chronicles	By : CardDragonBall Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 6894 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Frosting Chronicles
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- 11-11
- 12-12
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Frosting Chronicles

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Sex. Humor. Mpreg. Purring.
School bashing.

Set in the: More of Us universe. Wherein Goku wished
to make more Saiyans and accidentally changed himself into part woman.

I don�t own anything (except Bardock, Takashi,
Vegita, Kakarot, Bulla & Goten�s uterus.)

~~~***

That
annoying little bitch had told him that the Saiyans came to this planet because
fourteen years ago they had felt an explosion of ki that they referred to as
the �whitest light.� The strongest they
had ever felt in all the eternity of their lives. In the history of their memories. Even the oldest among them, Nuala had explained, had never ever
felt something so very strong and so basically good.

So
they had programmed their ship to come to this world, and it had taken them
fourteen years to get here. When they
decided to come it had been another in charge of the Saiyans. Their leader, Tulla, but Tanna had murdered
him and declared herself the ruler by rite of the blood-letting. She had bled dry the leader before her and
now she would rule.

That
law, however, would not save her from his son.

Vegeta
smiled when he thought of the last drops of blood being squeezed out of that
bitches� body. Thought with
satisfaction that by their version of the laws, his son would be the
ruler. They would have to submit to the
will of the Prince. And as he felt Goku
step up next to him, he looked at his mate, saw within Goku that �whitest
light� they had all flocked to see.
Because it was Goku. It was
fourteen years ago that he had been saved by Trunks, fourteen years ago when he
burst into Super Saiyan 3.

Smiled,
because that whitest light was going to be the death of their reign of
terror. His mate knew what had been
done to their kind, and for someone who had gone before the dragon to ask for a
way to have more of his race, that travesty was more than he was willing to
forgive.

Death,
this day, would rule.

~~~~~~****

The
battlefield was outlined with spectators.
Young males that were beaten and cheering�those that were released from
training to watch what the Tanna-bitch assumed to be a victory for her
side. And behind them were the inbred
ones, the idiots and the brutes that were insanely large and dull-witted.

Vegeta
stood, crossed his arms over his chest, Goku and Bardock at his sides, the
littles, Nuala and Takashi behind them.
Bulla at her brother�s side.
Felt like he could laugh until he was sick from it. Because the competition was one overly-large
one, one tiny little kid (but he was probably the strongest) and Tanna herself.

Bitch.

�Name
your first warrior,� Vegeta said, �And your terms should you win.�

�If
I win,� Tanna said, �I want the woman back and your daughter.� She motioned the small warrior forward. He darted forward (fast enough to be
considered a credible threat.)

Vegeta
just raised a bored eyebrow. �When I
win, I want the children. All of
them. And don�t try to pretend I am not
aware of how many there are.�

She
smiled. But the warriors were talking, those in
training and those too stupid to realize they would soon be killed. The trainees were staring. Chattering about where their real allegiances
should lay. Vegeta would not say a word
to assist their decision.

They
would follow their instincts, and they would bow before him or die against him.

The
children were being led out. Dirty
faced, scared and wide-eyed, as if they had never seen sunlight. Pale and sick looking. Sixty of them. Mostly toddlers, a few babies that were clutched in the arms of
their older counterparts. Vegeta felt
rage move through him, and more than that, he felt Kakarot bristling.

Knew
that if he had not been informed that he should show no emotion he would be
over there with the children right this second, picking them up one by one and
soothing them. That was left to his
children. All except Bardock who took
in the sight and fed it to his hate. o:p>

�Name
your warrior,� Vegeta said.

�We�ll
end this right now,� she said. Stood
up, moved onto the battlefield herself.

Vegeta
grinned. Inclined his head. �Yes,� he said, �We will.�

~~~*****

I feel obligated to inform you that this has
gruesome violence not suitable for squeamish folk.

~~~*****

Bardock
remembered, through a tunnel of memory, a time when his mother had exploded in
black ki. Had turned fury into hate and
inverted what was normally pure energy into chaotic destruction. Knew how that had felt, knew what his father
was capable of when he did it.

Knew
that his own ki was darker.

Moved
out onto the field.

Saw
the bitch give his father a look. �You
would send your son to his death?�

Thought
that she had no idea what he was going to do to her. Didn�t stretch. Didn�t
move. Stood very still and watched her
prepare, watched her raise her own power.
Impressive. Lower than
Takashi�s. Let her move forward, let
her attack him. Ducked away from every
punch, IT�d out when she tried to kick him.
Appeared behind her. Didn�t even
unfold his arms as he dodged her sloppy attacks.

�Bastard!�
she said, �Whore!�

�I�m
so hurt.� He moved one arm, caught her
leg as she moved to kick him. Held her
ankle, raised his other hand and brought it down in the middle of the bone,
shattered it. Felt it, watched the
shards of what had been a bone break the skin.
Twisted her around by her ankle, watched the spray of blood. Screamed as she screamed and threw her down,
straight into the ground.

Flared
into Super Saiyan. Saw the black tips
of his power around him. Looked down
and saw her staring at her ruined leg.
Screeching. Watched shock set in
and she pushed herself up, flew back at him.
He caught her fist. Curled her
fingers.

�Did
you laugh, bitch?!� he yelled, ripped off her finger. �Did you laugh when you held my brother down?� Another one. Tossed them to the ground, and held her as she jerked and
screamed. Babbled in her language. Tried to rip off another of her fingers, but
his hand was too slick with her blood so he rose her hand to his mouth and bit
it off. Spit it out. �Did you?� he said.

She
was barely breathing. Beating at him
with her good hand. Leg hanging
uselessly. Bloody. Torn and swollen and ruined. He hoped like hell it hurt. �No!� she yelled, �NO! I didn�t laugh!�

�Liar.� Bent her hand until he felt the bones grate
and break, then tightened his hold and he tore her whole hand off. Threw it at the astounded boys that were
watching. That had shown up thinking
that Tanna was undefeatable, thinking they were following a real Saiyan. He let her go. Wiped her blood on her t ant and spit on her. �Don�t lie to me.� Then he kicked her. Felt
her ribs cave.

Sent
her worthless body straight down. But
it didn�t hit the ground. She caught
herselfan san style="mso-spacerun: yes"> Snarled, moved back to attack
him again. Shouted: �I�ll laugh as I
kill you!�

He
let her hit him. Turned her aroun
sh
she could see the crowd of those people she enslaved. �By the rite of blood-letting,� he heard his father say this,
understood the words as he spoke them in their lost language, �Tanna is removed
of her leadership.�

�Sm,� m,�
Bardock said. Saw tears in her eyes,
powered his hand up, punched it through her back, heard her scream, wrapped his
hand around her spinal cord, felt the bones dig through his skin, broke it, and
ripped all the cords that ran down it, used his other hand to snap her head
back. Folded her worthless body in half
and held it as it bled. All of it. Until there was nothing left in her, and
then dropped her. Burned her whole
existence away with his ki.

Raised
his arms. �I. AM. YOUR. PRINCE.�

There
was a moment of absolute silence. A
suspended moment where those that had no allegiance to the bitch started to
drift away from her side of the field, and then, the largest and stupidest of
the brutes moved, screamed in outrage, and charged the battlefield.

There
was a rush of wind, and Gohan and Trunks were there. �Goten said to show up now.�

�Is
someone fucking with him?� Bardock demanded.

Trunks
punched him. �Do you think I�m a damn
moron, asshole?! Everyone�s there by Dad
and Goku. And Bulla. They took the kids there.�

Bardock
grinned. Ruffled his little brother�s
hair, made it bloody. �Better be ready
for this,� he said just before the first of the idiots slammed into them.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~****

Heh. Hope you weren�t grossed out. And tomorrow�s battle won�t be as blood
& broken bone-y

Gk: I�m the
�whitest light!�

Bardock: I�m
the ruler of a bunch of renegade Saiyans.

Vegeta: And
I�m your father.

Trunks: Did
you have to put the blood in my hair?
Do you know how hard it is to wash out?

Getarian:

You�re
supposed to be curious about what happens!
That�s the whole point of stories.

Yeah, Even if its not being stressed(right now) �Geta
is shouldering a lot of the responsibility and worry over this. And ninety more Saiyans (at the very least)
that seem like they are peaceful. Not
to mention the young warriors.
Goodness! Looks like Goku might
have gotten his wish fulfilled, huh?

Jaygoose:

I
think the funnest character is the one you create so everyone will like and
then make them all hate her.

Luna:

I�m
glad someone likes Nuala. Poor girl, I
feel a little sorry for her.
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