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Hail gods of war	By : Vegetaswriter Category: Dragon Ball Z > Het - Male/Female Views: 959 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Hail gods of war.

            Over and over again her blade slashed and plunged deep within the bodies of sturdy men; she roared. Her body shook under her armor, neither of fear nor excursion but of carnal bloodlust. For years she had placed herself in the heart of battle earning her spot in epic tales of her skill. Who would have thought a former priestess, a concubine would become such a skilled warrior?

            All that driven her was one man, a man she will see once again. Vegeta her king, and her love. She will prove herself to Odin himself that she belonged in his halls beside his bastard son. She laughed as a man swung his battle axe missing her by a mere inch giving her the opportunity to guide her blade deep within in his bowels spilling them to the earth below. With grace and elegance she lifted her foot and kicked him off her blade. A blade that Vegeta himself once grasped.

            She looked above at the highest mountain top and shouted. “Odin see me! See my skill! See what I offer! I belong in Valhalla! I belong with Vegeta!” She gained an answer back from the mighty god in the form of thunder and a flash of lightening. Her smirk grew one that could match and gain recognition from her beloved.

            Soon her and her army will gather at the mountain and unleash the final battle for supremacy. The bitch known as Chichi will die. How dare she assume control when her king Vegeta struck down the fool Kakarot first! It ate at her and as quickly as the news spread before Vegeta’s body was brought back on a shield she picked up the sword. She took control killing all who opposed her right to rule; now all that was left was the bitch. Bulma wiped her mouth from the blood splattered on her and chuckled. Chichi will die and if she was lucky so would she.



Father on bended knee

I ask thee

Raise thy hand

We the sons of Odin

Await thy command

Born under the sign

Of the hammer we stand

And here we all may die

Our blood on the ground

The battle horns sound

Let thy Valkyries fly

            Vegeta stood tall in the throne room over looking the earth littered of mortals. He grinned down with pride at the fury and determination his woman showed. Yes indeed she was worthy to join Valhalla but that was not a decision he would make.

            “That woman of yours can hold her own.” Odin mused stroking his snow white beard.

            “Aye father she can. She is a warrior in heart.” Vegeta turned to look at his father as he sat upon his throne.

            “What shall I do with her when she meets her end?” Odin relaxed in his throne looking over to Kakarot.

            Kakarot growled over to Vegeta baring his teeth. “Chichi will cut Bulma down.”

            Vegeta tossed his head back letting loose a throaty cackle. Giving his dear brother a sideways glance. “So you believed of me, but it was I who gave the final blow Kakarot.”

            “Because you cheated!” Kakarot growled.

            “Enough of your rivalry! I had enough of sibling rivalry from Thor and Loki.” Odin waved his hand in a dismissing matter. “You both had shown great skill with the blade, and earned your names as my children. Now end your childishness and work together as brothers. You both like Loki and Thor are gods of war but shall be known as lords of doom.” Odin leaned forward intimidating his warrior sons. “Vegeta the lord that controls thunder and lightening from you’re quick strikes and fierce battle cry. Kakarot the lord of fire and wind from you’re rage and calm demeanor. Combined you both are an unstoppable force.” Odin stood towering over his sons his mighty spear at hand. Lifted it and slammed it down. “Now the both of you leave and come to peace.” He leaned back once again sitting himself down on his throne lifting a hand to his mouth in deep thought. “I will call for you both when I need you.”

            Vegeta and Kakarot bowed giving their utmost respect to their father. Vegeta spared a glance over to his brother receiving the same stare. One way or another they had to get over their rivalry and be brothers.

Odin here the fallen wait

To join thee by thy side

Let Valhalla's gates open wide

Born under the sign

Of the hammer they lived

And here they fought and died

Their blood on the ground

The battle horns sound

Let thy Valkyries fly

            Chichi sat on a rock over looking the mountain, there she shall meet the whore of Vegeta’s and take her down for her husband Kakarot. She waited for the men she sent out on a strictly scouting mission but atlas it seems they must have met their end for they had not returned. She will take vengeance for her husband and regain his name to full glory; it was her mission, it was what Kakarot would have wanted.

            She did not fear; she had much skill in the art of battle learning how to fight as a child in her homeland. She watched and mimic the monks learning their techniques the whore hadn’t a chance against her; for what could a whore possibly do?

            She sighed, in her kingdom she left behind a precious bundle; her young son Gohan. One day he will grow and become a fierce warrior like his sire for Odin’s blood runs through his veins. If she does not return she knew her son was save in the hands of his uncle.

            But these are things she couldn’t think on. There was the scent of blood in the air and it filled her lungs; her excitement grew. The whore will die.

Today is the day

We die in the fight

None shall remain

To pass one more night

Now Valhalla's calling us

Immortal

We are gods of war

Immortal

We are gods of war

            Bulma stretched her armor clinked and scraped as her body moved beneath; oh so close. She can lick the anticipation in the air; she could feel the rattle of the earth below her feet from the coming army. She could hear the excitement of her men, formerly the men of her king’s marching behind her.

            From the distance she could see the glimmer of light play off the armor of her countless enemies. Her heart thrummed like a steady drum as her pace quicken; what was once just a glimmer of light became to focus into men. She felt the earth began to shake violently under the booted armor of her men, and her enemies.

            Chichi shouted out pointing her sword forward commanding her men to quicken and meet the oppose army head on, no moment was spared for sizing up each other, no long pause for a stand off, no none of that shall happen in this battle.

            Chichi’s eyes shifted from right to left searching for the whore named Bulma who dared take up the place of Vegeta and gloat of her husband’s demise. As far as she was concerned it was a draw. Both of their skills and power matched both died that day under the setting sun laying on the cold snow. Kakarot’s front serving as Vegeta’s death bed. Chichi growled with the thought allowing the rage to consume her. How dare the bastard die laying on top of her husband.

            Bulma grinned as she spotted the bitch; she wasn’t hard to find due to the strange and foreign armor she wore. She chuckled the armor looked very basic and easy to cut through which made it much easier for her.

            Bulma dashed forward shouting out her name pleased she caught her unawares. But was surprised with how quickly Chichi defended herself with a simple flick of her wrist. Bulma knew then this would not be an easy kill. Maybe soon she shall see Vegeta. Bulma began to laugh with near madness glittering in her eyes.

Father on bended knee

I ask thee

Raise thy hand

We the sons of Odin

Await thy command

Born under the sign

Of the hammer we stand

And here we all may die

Our blood on the ground

The battle horns sound

Let thy Valkyries fly

            Odin looked upon his son’s once again with a sly smirk as he informed his sons of their task. Pleased by their matching grins fully pleased with their missions.

Today is the day

We die in the fight

None shall remain

To pass one more night

Now Valhalla's calling us

Immortal

We are gods of war

Immortal

We are gods of war

            Bulma roared when Chichi slipped her blade beneath her armor cutting her deep under her bosoms. She quickly growled changing her tactic to ‘guess where I am going to strike’ he thrust her sword to the left of Chichi’s arm and quickly and shallowly zipped it to the upper right catching Chichi on her shoulder and chin.

            Chichi lightly gasped surprised by such a move, but none the less would she allow this to shake her. Holding her resolve she moved forward ready to lop off that pretty little head.

            A large boom of thunder filled the air making men stop from the sheer force; a large and bright clap of thunder light up the day time sky gaining the attention of all the warriors. Fire raged the very spot the lightening struck, towering over the earth roaring. The sounds of horns filled their ears and the steady drumming, thrum, thrum, thrum.

Down from the sky

Into the fight

Hearts full of rage

Full of thunder and glory

Swords in the wind

Crossing the sky

Lords of doom

Bring an end to their story

            All the warriors stood dumbfounded by the scene unfolding in front of their eyes; even the women took their respective steps back to gaze forward. Their breaths caught at the glorious sight that they beheld.

            Two loan figures hovered above all else, their figures hidden by the shimmering light of their respective armor. One of bronze glittering like gold with red robes and cape fluttering in the wind, the other was of sliver with black robes and cape. They descended downward to the earth below in the middle of all the battle chaos.

            As the light shimmered dissipated revealing the faces of gods; the men and woman stood shocked from what they were witnessing. Vegeta came forth lifting his sword to the air. “I am Vegeta a lord of doom! The lord of thunder and lightening!”

            Kakarot stepped forward lifting his sword to cross with Vegeta’s. “I am Kakarot a lord of doom! The lord of fire!”

            Vegeta pointed his sword to the mass of mortals. “We are here by command of our father Odin! We are here to proclaim who were are, our titles!”

            Kakarot stepped forward smirking. “We are here to kill. But leaving only a few to recite what has happened here today on this battlefield.”

            Vegeta chuckled. “For you all who dare wish to gain favor of our father and gain access to Valhalla come forward, battle me and I shall see how worthy you are to my father personally.” Vegeta took his stance sparing a glance to his woman, seeing her in such dress and blood splattered on her armor excited him. He gave her his famous smirk before his gaze turned forward as several brave men dash forward.

            Bulma stood transfixed; that simple smirk told her exactly what she must do without words. She turned her head back to Chichi.

            Kakarot moved forward to Chichi taking her hand he whispered in her ear. “Today you will die, and we shall be together once again. But you must take Bulma with you.”

            Chichi nodded her head and took her stance giving Bulma her utmost attention. Yes today she shall die as well as the whore Bulma. For her honor, for her husband. Her lord of doom.

Today is the day

We die in the fight

None shall remain

To pass one more night

Now Valhalla's calling us

Immortal

We are gods of war

Immortal

We are gods of war

The battle commenced, roars and screams could be heard. Men clashed as well as the pair of women never giving up, straining to be the better. Blood soaked the earth turning the white snow into deep red. They pressed onward never giving up, their bodies grew weak from the blood lost but neither felt the pain.

The god’s of war killed hundreds of men side by side working as one, both with matching smirks as bloodlust took them over. Once they satisfied their hunger they proclaimed the warriors fit and commanded the wounded to return home.

Vegeta walked forward gaining the attention of the wounded. “You all return, you fought well be proud. But know this no longer shall the country be divided.”

Kakarot placed a hand on the shoulder guard of his brother moving forward. “You all shall be ruled by one king. My son Gohan! He has blood of a god coursing through him and shall grow to be a mighty warrior! You will all call him you’re king.”

Vegeta smirked, yes they agreed that would be the better choice since Vegeta didn’t leave behind any spawn. Gohan his half nephew would be the wiser choice. His father did give them this task after-all. They had to come up with the solution on combining the country once again; due to the fact it was them that created the separation in the first place from their rivalry. Now one king will rule them all. Problem solved. He watched as the men separated and dispersed all but two warriors lost in their own power struggle never noticing what was happening around them.

Vegeta pride swelled as he watched his woman fought to her hearts content nearly hell bound with her efforts. He grunted as he noticed Kakarot’s woman held the same resolve.

Kakarot stepped forward nearly ready to defend his wife once he saw Bulma held the upper hand but was halted by Vegeta’s arm across his chest keeping him in place. “We do not interrupt them no matter the outcome Kakarot.” Vegeta sent Kakarot a warning with a simple glare. Kakarot nodded in understanding. It was almost over from what he saw; both women held mortal wounds it was only their sheer will keeping them standing.

Vegeta waited he couldn’t wait to have his woman beneath him once again. He licked his lips in anticipation. He couldn’t wait to see how his woman’s battle cry sounded in the bedroom.

Bulma and Chichi roared coming together for the last time. Both stroke at the same time plunging their blades past armor and deep within their chest. Both moved away slowly listening to the slide of the blade making the singing noise off their armor. Bulma choked coughing up a stream of blood. Chichi could feel the wind slip pass her hands as she fell, it was as if time slowed. She felt strong arms catch her mid-fall and she gazed up to see her husband held her, a small smile playing on his face as he held her in her last living moments.

Bulma felt strong hands grasp her upper arms keeping her on her feet, she vaguely felt her body being pulled closer hearing the clinking on armor meeting armor and she gaze into the deep onyx eyes of her king, her lover Vegeta. His dark eyes smoldering with lust. She smiled when she felt him lick her blood off her lips and kissed her. He moved his head to her ear and whispered. “I’ve been waiting for you. You made me proud Bulma.” Bulma smiled widely never before had Vegeta spoken her name, and she was genuinely joyful that she pleased her love.

Both of the lifeless bodies of the women fell to the earth as the gods of doom moved away. They looked above, it was time to greet them and see if their father will indeed grant them access to Valhalla. With a powerful force they propelled themselves upward. They allowed the wind smack them in the face as they pushed forward. Both smirking.

They reached the city of Valhalla whipping past the warriors granted access to the mighty kingdom, making their way to their father’s castle. Not bothering to use the many doors or gates they moved in the throne room seeing a soul being judged. It didn’t matter to them they only wish to know of their women.

Vegeta was the one to interrupt the little talk being the bold one. “Father what of Bulma? Has she been judge yet?”

            “What of Chichi father?” Kakarot chimed in.

            Odin smirked and stood. “Vegeta, Kakarot I am busy. Go to the gardens and wait then come to me.” He sat back and grunted from the growl given to him by Vegeta. There was a reason why he claimed Vegeta to thunder, he was bold and rash. Kakarot on the other hand only bowed and went to do as he said. He chuckled lightly when he heard Vegeta call Kakarot a father’s suck up.

            The gods of doom walked forward finding a place to sit themselves in the grand gardens. A bench overlooking the city waiting for their father’s call. Vegeta felt restless nearly fidgeting in his seat as he waited. A growl erupted from his throat as his patience worn thin.

            “You never one for patience my king.” The soft feminine voice filled his ear as a sweet breath brushed his neck and he chuckled.

            “So you were granted access to Valhalla woman. I knew you would.” Vegeta stood and turned appreciating the view his woman provided him. She stood wearing black robes like him with only armor covering her abdomen pushing her breast forward. Her hair loose and wild as he always remembered her. Kakarot rudely interrupted his moment.

            “What of Chichi?”

            Bulma grunted. “The bitch is over by the pond.” Vegeta tossed his head back laughing at his woman’s rudeness and obvious hate of Kakarot’s woman. But it seems the word Bulma used was unnoticed to Kakarot since he just dashed from his spot and rushed over to be with Chichi.

            “Did you miss me woman?”

            “I could lie and say not at all but that would be a lie. I missed you terribly.” Bulma moved forward wrapping her arms around his neck bringing her body closer. “No man can ever love me like you.”

            Vegeta took a hold of her hair and pulled her head back to look deep into her eyes. He smirked. “You are mine, always were and now you shall never leave my side. No longer are you my concubine, you are my equal, my companion in battle, my lover. You will be my wife.” It wasn’t a question and Bulma loved it, her lover was never one to ask a question he commanded and knew what he wanted and took it without hesitation.

            “Yesss. My king.” She moaned as Vegeta took her in a searing kiss. Oh how she missed his rough touch and hot lips. “I am yours forever.”

            Kakarot held Chichi closely pleased she was now here with him to see the beauty of Valhalla and the knowledge that they both shall sit and watch their son grow and with his status as a lord of doom he would be able to speak to him and relay messages for Chichi.

            Chichi felt at peace her husband at her side. Her only concern was her little boy Gohan but she knew for certain he shall be fine without them. And she learnt her son shall rule over all Vikings no longer shall there be war between one another. They all shall fight together and share in their drink.

            Kakarot took a hold of Chichi’s chin making her look at him. “You are more beautiful then ever, because I know for certain I can fully enjoy you and give you my all for there is no fear of my death. We are together forever Chichi my wife.”

            Chichi smiled. “Yes husband.” She snaked her hand in his larger one and held tightly. “In Valhalla we shall forever live together.” They shared in a sweet and passion filled kiss. Taking their time to fully enjoy the pair of lips they had missed.

For you Aki-07. I had the idea as I wrote the first one but I wasn’t going to write a sequel. Didn’t think anyone would really like a sequel. But you did and you wanted it in the way I was going to write it. I hope you enjoyed it. Btw the song is ‘gods of war’ by the same band Manowar. It is great to listen to as you read, I know I was listening to it continuously as I wrote this. Preciousjade76 thank you for you’re review and the compliment and I will consider wirtting another B/V fanfic but I am one of those crazy fangals who like their yaoi…. But I will consider it, I do enjoy Bulma and Vegeta fanfics as well but only would write one if I become inspired to do so.
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