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Gone	By : TristaML Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 10329 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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To Nancy103: Thank you so much!!

To animeslave18: Yes, Dumbduil indeed. Hope you enjoy this chapter :P

To Secretsaiyancrush: Thank you very much !! I hope you enjoy the second half of this story as much as the first :D

To Macha:Piccolos situation is the saddest, sadder than Goku and Vegeta even. You are very right about Gohan and Von, too. More about them all in this chapter :D Thank you

To Kirtha: Thank you!! Word, you are correct, lol, shows how much I know, I guess it's been a while. I never did have the intention of involving King Kai, I don't think. I guess we'll just have to see how it goes :D Thank you for R&R!

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Nineteenth Chapter

Vegeta's thoughts began flipping around in his head, out of control. He felt sick and dizzy and unable to concentrate on anything other than a growing mantra that must have been buzzing for so long now. All it said was, "And you are free!" over and over in a hopeful sort of way. It repeated like a pot smoker's paranoia, coming back and daunting him, making him queasy and uncomfortable. He suspected this would not soon cease. Perhaps it might go away for a while, lingering as a hum like the sound of the wind, but then it would return again, throbbing his brain, always appearing in different ways.

What's happening? The pure thought itself must have taken ten minutes for him to gather wholly, now he had to somehow manage deciphering it when he could hardly grasp sitting up from his chair without stumbling over. His feet were planted against the ground and his knees opened and would not come back together. Gravity seemed to be turning against him as he sat in the console seat, unlikely though, since he could withstand 500 times normal gravity. His skin was itching but he could hardly lift his hands and arms to scratch. His eyes were heavy, his lids closed and seemed uninterested in reopening though Vegeta forced his consciousness above all else.

He caught sights of Fronshir coming up from below within the reflection of the large window in front of him. He wanted to curse for a split second before falling back into this miserable spell.

*Congratulations* Fronshir burst out into a wicked smile at him, but Vegeta only knew so because he could see it in his minds eye. He could hear Fronshir getting closer, and, wondered, for all that he could, what would come of this man's approach. Fronshir continued, *I will admit, I didn't think you would figure it out. That is, you could have, given the circumstances were different.*

Vegeta felt his head fall back, but he caught it and sat upright to the best of his abilities as Fronshir strolled up from behind him and took his seat next to the him. Vegeta's breaths were coming in shallow and his eyes were lidded when he could keep them open. He was trying with all his might just to move a finger, budge an inch, but he could do nothing.

*I much admire your strength and your vigor and, well, there isn't much of you I don't admire.* Fronshir gave a cruel chuckle as he grabbed Vegeta's face in his hand, forcing him to look at him. His lips were on Vegeta's before the Saiyan knew it and he could do nothing to stop him. Vegeta breathed in through his nose and stifled a cry, surprised at how much he was able to feel Fronshir's kiss even without the entire use of his mind.

Fronshir did not persist much further though, he licked tantalizingly on Vegeta's closed, pouting lips and pulled back, saying, "I think that you were right, Saiyans do have sensible capabilities where they can feel out situations, intuition, if you will. Now, with you, you're always on guard, so focused on that wall... Still," Fronshir shook his head as he looked off to the side.

Vegeta's entire body was spent, as though his energy had been released from him. His angry glare at Fronshir was half of what it normally would have been and he found himself struggling to regain control. It was difficult to focus on the conversation, much less the environment and managing his body, and he had a good reason to suspect that Fronshir was allowing him the shitty opportunity for now in the first place.

There was an eruption within him, small, given the amount of wit he had at the moment, but evident and growing. Outrage. Vegeta had a sneaking suspicion he knew what Fronshir was going to say next. Mind-control.

"Prince," Fronshir's attention came back to him and he groped Vegeta's thigh, reaching closer to the inside as he spoke, "You don't need to worry, your state of mind will be one of complete joy to your Dominator. You will never be unhappy, nor the more wiser." Fronshir stood up in front of Vegeta whispering perilous words into the air as he held the top of his head in one hand and his wrist with his other.

He knew that his magic was still not strong enough to subdue this Saiyan entirely. Knock him out for a few days at a time, yes, but all he could do were lay tricks and spells about him until they got into the Mind Fields. There were still three more weeks to travel and the ship cannot possibly go any faster.

He couldn't call out for help, no one would answer him. What's worse, Prince Vegeta would no doubt call for a rather large load of his attention and he would have to be careful with his time and also with his energy from now on.

He hadn't planned on Vegeta figuring it out, but once he perceived the Prince was suspicious, he knew he had to cast him under forthright. The mind is an easier target, believe it or not, when it is knowledgeable of it's capture.** However, Fronshir did not think the Prince an easy target; he learned how to read minds much too quickly to fall under so surely and so soon. He did not like having to bluff, he would much rather put him under and leave it at that, knowing there was no hope for him to break free, but at the moment this was all he could do.

He wondered what caused the Saiyan to become suspicious at last and rather fancied the idea of not having any more chats with him if he could help it. Who knows what types of strategies he may use to try to come undone. Although Fronshir knew practically every way to combat a struggling victim and was incredibly talented, he could not help but be weary at the other man's very obvious will.

Prince Vegeta lie taken away at the moment in his console chair and it was enough to make Fronshir happy. He leaned over the Prince and kissed him on the mouth one more time before stealing away to work some type of plan. He would not stress the next few weeks, if he kept on his toes, Prince Vegeta would fall yet.

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Gohan awoke shivering for all he was worth. He could smell Von but he could not find him in the immediate vicinity. He breathed in the cool night air and tried to relax but his muscles felt uneasy. He felt his eyes rolling into the back of his head. His veins were pulsating all over and his hairs were standing on end.

Where is Von?

He barely got up to his knees, knowing he was at least in a somewhat familiar surrounding, the house of the elders, though he was curious how he got here. He attempted to look out the window, but there was little to see. The Saiyan people were gathered a couple of miles to the east side of the camp, no doubt having some sort of celebration.

Gohan needed to find the General, but he did not wish to leave the confines of the closed off room, especially since he did not know where to find any clothes. He licked his lips, sex was not far off from his mind, neither was the delicious thought of transforming back into that creature which seemed to know what was fulfilling and what was tasteless. Vague memories flooded back of Von's bare form hovering over him and he could feel the warmth of his skin and his electrifying kiss. Gohan closed his eyes for a second and then he realized Von was right outside of the house, never too far away to begin with.

The familiar pounding was back, the one that tore into his body and reformed his entire being one pump of blood at a time. He allowed the feelings to override him, laying there on the soft blankets while the light from the stars outside poured in. He had no way of knowing how long it took him to go through his transformation, it seemed like an eternity, though he knew it was going a little smoother this time than the last. He felt his energy flowing all around him and screamed out in agony as he went the final throes.

Right outside of the humble house Von could sense Prince Gohan's change. It stirred his own. It seemed he'd come back just in time. The elders had decided to take everyone for a little camping trip and sleep out under the stars from a different angle tonight. Von had been visiting with them off and on while Prince Gohan rested. Now the two could have their moments to themselves.

Dunduil had been keeping tabs on Von and also on Gohan since he saw their King arrive with him and leave without him. When he noticed Von was in the midst of transforming he crept up behind him quickly and latched onto his tail, which in Von's lust was waving behind him instead of wrapped tight around his waist. Von let out a quick yelp but had time to do nothing else as he was pulled backwards. Dunduil drug him away from the house, chuckling all the while. Von made another loud cry, and then roared in anger once he finally crossed over. Dunduil, being older, seemed to flicker into his transformation, like a second skin he could wear at his own choosing. He grinned at Von's surprised face as he watched from over his shoulder, and Dunduil ran his sharpened nails down the other man's back.

"Bitteegipkif," (Asshole) Von went to backhand him, but Dunduil dodged, threw him down with a hard yank of the appendage and took off towards the house.

There Goku was, standing in front of the doorway, blocking Dunduil's entrance. Both men were facing him, though Von was still crouching on the ground, they looked dead at him, and therefore could not pretend to have missed his presence nor go on without acknowledging it.

He took a step closer to them and they stood, immobilized as he began to transform. The call that he made and the ferocity with which he growled baffled them. He grabbed hold of Dunduil and they disappeared and reappeared elsewhere leaving Von behind.

Dunduil fell to his knees in front of Goku, his head was about torso high to Goku. He couldn't seem to say anything, staring up at him, shaken at the sight of him and swayed by his captivating scent. In this form he looked much more of a King. His face spelled out warrior and his stance, victory. There was a dark look in his eyes tonight that Dunduil missed in their meetings before and he wasn't sure what this Saiyan might do. He didn't know anything about him except for the fact that he hung around with Prince Vegeta, and Prince Vegeta was not one Dunduil would reckon with.

Goku recalled needing to ask Dunduil a few questions about what he knew, but he wholly doubted he would have anything to say worth listening to. Besides, Goku wasn't interested in talking about Vegeta and he didn't really care how long it took to find them a planet (he could probably think of a few himself, come to think of it). Goku only knew that Dunduil had dark desires for his son and he couldn't tolerate that.

There, that moment, in that state, he didn't know what took a hold of him. In his throttled thoughts a thirst for blood and a quest for servitude took over him of which he could not explain and could not contain like he had before with Vegeta.

He forced the large completely to the ground. He could tell by the feel of his skin underneath his fingertips that he did not like this man. He did not want him, even as this animal. Goku searched him while Dunduil laid there with some apprehension in his body and a quiver in his breath.

Goku didn't know what he was looking for until it came to him. As he went down Dunduil's body, touching places here and there, he reached his thighs. Goku tore into Dunduil's pants, ripping the cloth and revealing his skin there just beneath the hip, in between his legs. Goku closed his eyes after seeing where the blood was pumping and leaned in closer, opening his mouth wide. Once his fangs sunk deep into his inner thigh, Goku drank, holding down his other leg and his hips from bucking him off. He must have swallowed several mouthfuls before he pulled away quickly and wiped his mouth clean.

He stood up and stared down at Dunduil's now curled up form. The brute Saiyan must be screaming, his mouth is open and there is a troubling emotion on his face, but Goku could not hear a single sound except for the blood rushing in his ears.

He felt finished with him for now as he licked his lips of some remaining liquid. Dunduil fell out of his form and passed out completely. Goku brought him nearer to the Saiyan camp, but left him out in the woods.

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Gohan opened the door and Von was right there. He pulled him inside and made a mental note to refuse to ever let go of him again.

With the door shut and Prince Gohan naked and aroused in his arms, Von took a moment to let it sink in.

"Where were you?" Gohan asked quietly, but Von knew he was just stalling.

He smirked down at him and did not answer, slowly walking him further into the room, holding him by his bicep and his lower back. Gohan couldn't tear his gaze from Von's face and he tried his best to control his trembling limbs. Von put one foot behind Gohan's leg, causing his knees to buckle, and he laid the young man down again easy. As he took his place beside him, Von pulled off his shirt and took off his pants quickly. Gohan beheld the rest of his tattoos on his legs as well as his promising, proudly erect penis.

Gohan froze for an instant before looking up into Von's eyes again. The taller Saiyan had a sensuality about him, and was captivated by him, he could tell, and it put his heart at ease in some way. Von leaned closer, inviting him for a kiss and Gohan finally gave in, wrapping his arms around his neck and pulling them closer together. Gohan felt secure in Von's kiss, loving the caress of his lips and the sweep of his playful tongue.

While they explored one another's mouths Von's hands felt their way around Gohan's shoulders and upper back, down his back, across his hips and the top of his ass and up his sides, all the way up to the under side of his arms. His thumbs played with Gohan's nipples before he pinched them gently causing Gohan to briefly halt their kiss to moan. Von continued his random patterns across Gohan's upper body, just happy finally touch him. Eventually he ran one hand across his chest and down his tight abs straight to his cock while he wrapped his other arm around his lower back.

Gohan's head fell backwards as Von's finger graced the very tip of his dick. It turned him on to find precum there. He swiped it off and brought it to his mouth to taste it. Gohan let out another needy moan and Von couldn't imagine leaving him helpless much longer. His flavor made him hungry and Gohan's panting egged him on.

Sitting up and allowing Gohan to lay back completely, Von lifted his legs up, holding them closer to Gohan's chest while he reached back down in between him. They stared dead into one another's eyes and Von went on pumping the young half-Saiyan's enlarged member several more times before releasing it to squeeze and roll his balls in his hand while his other hand gripped the underside of his thigh, spreading his legs a little wider still. Gohan had such a beautiful package, tight and ample, Von could fondle him all day long and so much more. He slowly kissed him as his hand rubbed just beneath Gohan's ball sac and made its way to Gohan's teasingly tight entrance. Alarm flushed through Von when he felt the slickness there and he relaxed when he remembered it was Gohan's first time under Horunta, and that was normal and convenient.

He pressed the tip of one finger inside of him before anything more could be said or done about it and pulled back from their kiss as Prince Gohan's breathing heightened. He leaned forward again and nuzzled his neck, purring sensually, touching his throat to Gohan's as it vibrated softly and he pushed his finger deeper inside of him. Gohan made a small protest but he seemed to like what Von what doing to him on the whole; immediately his own chest rumbled out in a harmonizing tone.

Gohan was trying his best not to cry out but small muffled noises could be heard coming from his mouth nonetheless. He widened his legs more and whimpered Von's name as he felt another digit added, pushing slowly into him. Von pulled back to watch and Gohan caught sight of his pleased smirk but could think of nothing other than the incredible feeling of being played with by his tender touch. Before Gohan knew it a third finger was being pressed inside of him and he forced himself down, a little shocked at his own insistence but more turned on than he could remember.

Von did not waste any more time prepping his Prince, though he figured he ought to. Gohan was staring at him through his clouded haze of lust and Von did not want to disappoint him. He urged the large tip of his penis against his entrance. He cried out when Von entered him, his girth more than that of the width of three fingers, but there was an instant desire for fulfillment that gripped him and caused him to push forward for more.

"Prince Gohan," the General's deep voice stirred and he threw his head back for a moment, his silky hair falling back from his face. He licked his lips as he pressed steadily a little further inside, one hand aiding him, the other holding onto Gohan's which was holding onto his thigh.

"Call me Gohan," the young man said quietly, his eyes cast towards the vision of Von entering him.

Von pressed forward as he whispered, "Gohan," and then he pulled back to the tip, not yet getting halfway inside of him.

Gohan arched his back for a moment, groaning mindlessly and then scooted forward on the blankets and onto Von's dick, letting his legs fall underneath Von's arms and getting their hips closer. Von pressed into him deeper and deeper and Gohan started to pump his own erection, but Von ultimately pushed his hands away and he pulled back out to just the tip again, pausing.

Von's eyes were lost somewhere in Gohan's while he began a slow, grinding rhythm into his hips. With every stroke Von got a little bit deeper and with each strike he hit an even sweeter spot. Gohan's eyes rolled into the back of his head and he was now crying out with every erotic stroke of Von's hips, thrusting back onto him. He enjoyed how Von escalated this pleasure to incredible heights. He put his hand on the man's chest and was awed when Von brought up one of his hands to hold it there, before bringing it up to his mouth to kiss it and squeeze it and hold it against his face as he pumped in and out of him.

Von's pace increased, as did his vigor and soon he was pounding into Gohan, shifting him into alternate positions. He wrapped his tail around the base of Gohan's penis to keep him from cumming as he continued to bare into him. Gohan took his tail own into his mouth, at first not thinking about the fact that Von was watching, but once he noticed the jolt it put into Von's thrashes he didn't let it go.

"Evdil," (Fuck) Von would cry every once in a while. Gohan didn't know what the word meant but he knew he meant it whenever he said it. Other small phrases of words Gohan couldn't quite catch would come from Von's mouth from time to time, sometimes right into his ear, sometimes loud and high above him, and Gohan got the feeling Von was talking dirty to him, which was driving him crazy, and wished he knew what he was saying or how to respond. Instead Gohan responded with his body and his own calls in return for a great deal of all-out fair fucking. He didn't mind sparing a word or two on his behalf, aswell.

Gohan bent every way Von demanded of him, relishing every moment he spent inside of his compliant body. Von knew just how to penetrate him to make him feel amazing. Gohan felt like he could go on with him like this forever.

By the time Von was spent and came and allowed Gohan the sheer pleasure of release, Gohan had already fallen out of his transformation and was running low on aggression, though not in short supply of satisfaction. His legs wouldn't stop shaking and above him Von wouldn't stop kissing every inch of skin he could reach, his purring lulling Gohan dreamily. Sleep overrode Gohan far quicker than he expected it to and it was a wondrous slumber.

Food was the first thing that came to Gohan's mind when he came to, that is, after he lapped at Von's neck for a good time and lay as close as possible, cuddled up next to his larger, warmer body. Von could not seem to be roused from sleep, not even a flutter of his eyes or the slightest groan from his lips had been made. Gohan didn't want to wait for him to wake up to get some food, but at the same time he was unwilling to leave him entirely right now, in fact, he knew that he couldn't, and more precisely he wouldn't. Besides, there was one other problem, he didn't know where to get food from at the moment. Sure he could hunt and cook but that was time consuming, maybe there was some food stored nearby but it wasn't his to take and he wouldn't know where to find it anyways.

Without thinking more of it, he wrapped a blanket around the both of them and flew them fast away towards Capsule Corp. He snuck into a room that Vegeta had once 'claimed'(which meant it was in an empty corner of the house) and that he was 'allowed' in, laying Von on the bed silently, partly tangled up in the sheets. There were still no signs of him waking up.

Gohan jetted to his and Videl's room, skipping past Bulma and Videl and the girls who were all in separate quarters at the moment. He dressed quickly, grabbing some extra garments he thought Von might be able to use as he headed towards the kitchen with lightening speed. He gathered large amounts of food together hurriedly and then took all of it back to the room where he'd laid Von.

He set the clothes to the side of the bed and sat down on the floor to his meal. It took him little to no time at all to polish off everything that he had carried with him but his stomach was a bottomless pit and he needed more. A quick glance at Von and Gohan dashed out the door again.

After gathering food together for a second time Gohan turned to take his leave and saw Von walking up behind him, naked, and looking out of place by nature. Gohan couldn't seem to take his eyes off every inch of Von's body, still not completely familiarized with it yet, not that he thought he'd ever get over it. He nearly dropped everything he held in his hands as Von's eyes pierced him. He said, "I was just about to-"

"Yes," Von nodded, knowing that Gohan had not deserted him. That's not why he came there.

Gohan barely had time to turn and set everything down on the counter messily, some of the items falling to the floor with a loud clack or rolling away, before Von was pushing him up against the smooth surface, attempting to kiss him.

A gasp came from the other side of the room. "Gohan!"

Von turned and looked over his shoulder at the young woman, Videl, if he remembered correctly. She'd come so fast, like she had super speed or something, he didn't think earthlings possessed such powers. He hadn't meant to get caught, and he did feel a little bad about it, not really giving Gohan a fair chance and all. Von did not know what to say or if he should say anything or if he should leave, he only listened and stood out of the way as the girl began to speak again.

"So it's true," Her pale blue eyes bored into Gohan's, hurt, but also angry.

"Videl," Gohan tried to speak but she screamed at him to shut up. He kind of forgot she could sense ki, and move pretty quickly and silently when she wanted to. He could not imagine what she would say.

After she pieced herself back together she said, "I thought Trunks and Goten were... I don't know, Gohan... kidding when I overheard them talking about you having some 'thing' for Vegeta," Videl shook her head, tears forming in her eyes. "I thought... maybe it was just some strange infatuation with him, but now," her voice began to shake as she spoke, "I loved you, Gohan. You have a daughter. We-" she choked and paused and then said, "You'd rather be with him? He's, I mean," she didn't know how to say he was an alien to someone who was half-alien. Gohan didn't seem as strange as this man who stood before her, as Vegeta, or as Goku, at times. She burst out into tears, "I knew something was up, you've been acting so strange..."

"Videl," Gohan tried to speak again but she ran off. He did not pursue her.

"I'm sorry," Von whispered quietly but Gohan shook his head at him.

He's been meaning to tell her for a long time. There was so much to say and so much more to it but he didn't have the time right now. His body couldn't wait any longer.

Gohan knew what he had to do next, at least for his own sake. He grabbed hold of Von's hand and flew them out of there as fast as he could. After touching down right outside of the Saiyan campsite he made a quick headway for Von's ship, pulling him inside, unnoticed by any of the others.

"What are we doing?" Von chuckled at him, reaching out to grab a hold of one of Gohan's trembling hands that was searching the console.

Gohan used some common sense skills (which for him are above average) and got the machine to start up, much to Von's surprise. "We're going off planet for a little while," Gohan looked back at him from over his shoulder with a look the older man had not seen on his face before.

Von reached around him and keyed in a few coordinates, setting them off on a course that would take a few weeks and they could always change it to any time necessary in order for Gohan to undergo Horunta. The ship began to gear up for lift off. Gohan was glad he seemed to understand.

Von wanted to tell Gohan again that he was sorry he had been so impatient when he first awoke but Gohan didn't seemed too concerned about it at the moment, turning around to face him and stand and be held in his arms. The ship took off, leaving the other Saiyans who were about to wonder at what exactly was going on.

Von received a call to the ship from Thelel making sure that it was he who was driving. All he reported back was "Aye- zift," ((aye-)yes) and she left it at that. They were not bothered again.

Unlike his shyness from before, the young man began pressing into him eagerly, linking their mouths and joining their bodies in attraction the instant he severed the line. He flared his energy in a flash around them both, instantly cleansing their bodies from their romp the night before, and then he shoved Von backwards and into his Captain's chair. Von grinned at his enthusiasm and tightly gripped onto his ass as he sat down on his lap, grinding their hips together, his dick didn't need much more coaching to get hard.

Gohan's lips mingled with Von's again as he pressed against him tightly. He pulled back for a second to remove his shirt before scooting closer, gliding his hands through Von's soft hair and taking in his scent. The older man began to undo his pants but Gohan stood up quickly, pulling away and stopping him for some reason.

He got on his knees in between Von's legs, and started anxiously fumbling with his lengthy erection. He saw the warm cum beading at the tip and lapped at the sensitive slit before he thought twice about it, altogether enjoying the taste and texture of what he knew so far of Von's penis. He let his eyes fall to a close and started where he knew it was safe, taking his time with Von after he fell into a lusty interest in getting him off, they had the time, after all.

Neither spoke any words for a while as Von allowed Gohan to deep throat him with immense impressiveness. So many things were running through Von's mind but the thoughts seemed to linger for only a moment before straying from him, overcome by the current flush of his senses. Drool was running down Gohan's chin and there was a faraway look in his eyes as he concentrated on the task. Von could tell he truly is aroused by practically choking himself with his rod.

The General took a hold of the back of Gohan's head and pushed himself all the way inside his mouth and would not release him, causing the other to gag and sputter, startled. Von's increasing curiosity had taken over and he wanted to know what sort of things Gohan was really in to now that he had him alone. He pulled Gohan's head completely back after a few long moments, freeing his erection from the other's superb mouth. Gohan groaned and gasped as he was allowed to breath again. The young man's hands fell quickly onto Von's staff as he attempted to regain control of his breathing, eager to touch him and eager to get to know him.

Von, normally, would have shoved his dick back inside of the other's mouth and face-fucked him, but there was something about Gohan that wouldn't allow for that type of treatment, that is, not unless he wanted it. Von found himself leaning completely forward in his chair, kissing his lips gingerly, reaching out to grab onto his shoulders, or his hand, anything to get a little closer to him.

Then Gohan said to him in a small, encouraging voice, "You're the leader. I want you to lead," as he looked down, focused on nothing in particular, before allowing himself to look into Von's eyes again.

Von realized, at that moment, that it was Gohan he'd been searching for all of this time. It was Gohan that had been calling out to him all these years, not the destiny of finding Prince Vegeta.

He lifted him up off of his knees and carried him into his chambers, laying him back onto the bed. Von spent the next few hours trying to exclaim to Gohan, in every way he knew how, just how wonderful he is.

** The conscious mind hears and translates the message to the subconscious mind and thus the belief of the conscious mind is imprinted upon the subconscious, which then creatively brings about said outcome, that is, given that the conscious mind does not cancel it out or change it's view. For our story: If a Horedan was attempting to take over your mind, you would be unable to counter the impression placed upon you without a tremendous amount of focus, will, and experience and even then, attempts are fleeting. Hypnotism can only be performed on the willing or the easily suggestible. In my perspective here, mind-control is a stronger but similar force to hypnotism, which does not need the power of suggestion but merely turns the mind against itself, or within itself, or causes it to succumb to another's will.

I'm not sure this explanation was needed but I hope it was useful.
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