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Break me
By : Vegetaswriter
Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male
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‘Kakarot’s talk.’

Break me… shudder; such a soft whisper of defeat, I couldn’t be more pleased. For decades I was trap inside the concocted made-up persona Goku, now I was free to do as I wished. If only that blue haired bitch knew the consequences of her science; her children burned into ash, her family’s ground breaking accomplishments torn asunder, and her beloved husband made into my whore to bend over and receive me whenever I desired. What would have she done if the woman knew? I couldn’t help but chuckle at the thought. I did however took it easy on the woman for payment for freeing me; I snapped her neck the moment I opened my eyes, it was an easy way out for the woman, she would never see the outcome of her doing.

I leaned back against the stone overlooking my handiwork with enthusiasm idly stroking my wild rouge tail. I hadn’t expected the new transformation; it came upon me with ferocious exhalations of sheer glory when I demolished the city where Capsule Corporation ruled. My thoughts where overcome with malice as the fire below licked at my boots. I had to give my thanks to the altered ego Goku for giving this body such strength and durability. I wouldn’t nor couldn’t be contained; I was free to do as I was always meant to; complete my mission; it wasn’t such a hard task.

It was true he had things here of importance, my spawn. They were the first at the scene of my dirty deed. Kakarot chuckled deep; when all evidence placed me the culprit of the heinous crime the boys still asked who had done this, and the reason why I was in a new transform state. Such loyal boys, the thought never occurred to them that it was their dear dim witted father who created the destruction. My blood roared to me to remove the tainted blood, but the father in me gave them a chance; one chance only. I asked them one simple question. ‘Join me or die.’ Needless to say the boys became very confused and continued on to ask useless questions. It was sad really, I did feel a minimum attachment to the boys. They fought well, but nothing near what they needed to; it was over before it began.

Then came the other hero’s of the earth; useless. I didn’t ask the same question, only my offspring had the offer, the rest will die. None of them expected what they saw that day; they came shouting for answers looking for anything that they could possibly use to ‘bring Goku back’. It was all in vain. I tasted all their blood on my hands; the lower ranked fighters of the ‘z’ team became nothing more than ash, far beneath me to have their blood on my body.

Then he came, flying out of the sky; he embodied pride. The prince of all Sayians Vegeta, I couldn’t help but to give him a sinister smirk as I seen his expression. All our comrades laid unmoving on the ground, I don’t think seeing the others in such a state bothered him much; but then again he probably witness sights as these daily as a child. It was when he spotted his only son impaled on stone did his battle mask flounder.

I reveled in it, seeing his fury; he was the only one who could come close to a challenge for me. I watched as his rage bubbled and roared; he looked so glorious in the third form, I don’t think he realized what had occurred to him.

The battle was one of my best memories; but then again nearly all the battles with the lithe warrior were. He came at me with unrestrained fury, each blow meant to be a killing strike; lost were the simple sparring matches between my counterpart and him. Odd I thought; at the time there were stray tears with each growl, in the mist of war he mourned for his son. How touching, I scoffed.

Much like the others it didn’t last as long; but then again I could have ended before it begun. I only wished to toy with the prince, making child’s play out of his attacks directing them away with a brush of my hand as I laughed in his face. I wanted him to know without a shadow of a doubt I was superior, and how useless he was. I wanted to break him, pride in all.

Like every game there must be an ending before it became too boring and tedious. With my superior strength and speed I pinned him to the ground, with only one hand; it would have enraged him more if he were conscious. I leaned in and looked at him; I had seen him countless times but never so close. I felt that sadistic and malevolent side of me roar, I wanted to rip his throat out with my teeth, drink in his blood and watch him bleed out. I wanted to tear him asunder piece by piece, the Sayian that I am needed that horrific violence that was denied for years.

With my teeth exposed and ready to sink in and rip, I smelled him. His scent was faint and hidden under fake pheromones, I growled. Why would he hide his scent? I ripped open his shirt and continued to sniff hunting for his real scent. I didn’t understand why I had, only moments ago I was ready to rip out his throat; it was something in the back of my mind, instincts I suppose. In the midst of my hunt I couldn’t help but to admire the expanse of flesh exposed to me, never before had I seen him so exposed. I made it to his waist and growled at the fabric of his pants, quickly I dissected him of it in the same manner of his shirt. Again I was slightly taken aback by his nudity; he was fit and powerful for one so small.

It was at the base of his sex was where I found what I was searching for, his scent not diluted by fake pheromones. I breathed it in, rolling it around my tongue. It was strange, it wasn’t like the scent of my own, sons, or even his that held the high potent musk; his was more subtle, potent wasn’t a word to describe it, it was sweeter and. Then the old teachings of my pod came to mind, something I had not thought of before. The word Mukan came to mind. I laughed outright then and there, I knew what everything meant. I knew why Vegeta wore the fake pheromones, why he wore the tight clothing to keep his scent in, and why he would look at Goku the way he would. The prince of all Sayians was a bitch.

The possibilities came to mind when I moved myself away from him, I studied him; he was beautiful and I never notice his fine features before his hips slightly bigger than his waist ready to bear children, his delicate facial features, and his slender form. The little shit would always push his power around making him seem like a regular Sayian male, boasting about his abilities, and Sayian heritage; not once had he made the slightest peep about being a Sayian ‘woman’. I wonder how his father feels knowing his heir is a bitch, what a shame really. They all sacrificed themselves for a Mukan, how down right disgraceful, but then again they have my thanks. Thanks to them this little Mukan will give me something every Sayian male in my prime desires, a true son. With mine and Vegeta’s power combined with both our bloods, my son will be powerful. I couldn’t help but to purr my delight with the thought.

Then came other questions and possibilities in mind that I’ve been kicking around; several idea’s really. Immortality, complete obedience, and ultimate power. It sounds good to me, much like any other villain Goku had fought over the years; the idea sounds… delicious. The dragon balls from Namek grants three wishes, the very things I wanted possible. Go there via instant transmission, another thing acquired thanks to the ever inspiring hero Goku. The people there are ignorant to the happenings here on Earth, it would be all too easy to go there pretend to be that fool, get the dragon and grant my wishes. I’m quite sure I could come up with a story that would make them believe me without question; why would they question the man whom had saved them and the universe countless times? Yes immortality does sound like a great wish for me and my pet, I could spawn many children with such a infinite lifespan.

The second wish would be naturally be done out for obedience, maybe I may toss in a spice for extra measure. Make a wish to where Vegeta will never question me, accept me wholly, and maybe just maybe wish for him to love me. I wonder if that would work or would it be beyond the dragon’s power? But then again the elder of Namek ensured me he boosted the dragon’s power, so maybe it would work. The thought alone of having the Prince on his knees looking up at me with awe inspiring love filling his eyes, doing as I decree without question starts a fire within me.

The last one well it seemed kind of pointless, to gain ultimate power. I do believe I am beyond all the limitations of power, and having immortality just boost’s my might. I think the only thing left for power would be the mystical kind, moving objects with mere thought, presenting anything I desire in my very hands at will. I suppose there would be nothing wrong with obtaining such a power; it would have its advantages indeed.

Once I have what I wanted then the simple task would be to destroy everything on the planet, leaving nothing behind; just to ensure the dragon balls would never be used against me. Then I could continue onward with my campaign without any hiccups, bending the universe to my will, taking what Goku strived to protect for those many years.

I looked around the planet that was once served as a home for my counterpart; it holds no purpose for me. It was my mission when I was a babe to come here and void it all of life to be sold in the planet trade, now here it sits barren as it was meant to; only three living things remain here, myself, Vegeta, and Gula my stolen pet. I couldn’t help but to feel out my acquired mate’s emotions through the bond I forced upon him, my smile widening when I felt him torn between hating himself, and loving the attention Gula was giving him.

It must be hard for him coming to terms with what he is, and how good it feels to be handled as he was meant to. But deep down I couldn’t help but to admire him; being born as a Mukan, a being with lower levels of power only meant to be able to defend themselves against lower classes, he did not inhere to it; instead he pushed himself beyond normal limitations gaining a power unheard of when he faced me for the first time. He leapt those boundaries numerous times demolishing the belief of weaker beings. It didn’t matter though, in the end he was still pinned beneath me, used as he was meant to be.

I wonder how he would react to seeing the planet like this. Full of blacken earth, fire, ash, and scattered bodies; no greenery left, the lakes and rivers dried from the fires I created. How would he take to the city he called home laying in ruins, His dear wife buried in the foundation and rubble of her home? Not well would be my educated guess. He shouldn’t be too upset, since after-all the loudmouthed woman Chichi joined his wife.

I didn’t take it easy on her as I had Bulma; she didn’t do anything for me only gave me headaches. Everything that woman had done was for Goku her precious husband that she would chase with a cast iron frying pan. It was down right pathetic if you ask me, she praised him high and low and with a split second she chastised the man over etiquette. Her tongue was sharp and it was my utmost pleasure silencing that banshee once and for all. It was a slow and deathly gory kill, taking out all that much needed violent and sadistic need. One thing I found slightly amusing, she knew I wasn’t her Goku the moment I step foot in that shack called a house. She turned slowly and calmly looked at me dead in the eyes and ask all but two questions, what did I want, and what had I done to her Goku? She didn’t flinch when I moved in, nor did he cry out once; she remained true to her Amazonian blood.

The sun began to set on this blacken rock that once teemed with life of all kinds, and I knew it was time to move on to the next. Maybe I’ll go do my plan then return to gather Vegeta. Maybe I might take Gula along for the ride, or leave it behind to rot; I’m not too sure on my plan of action as of yet. But I will know when I get there.

Okay so no lemon here, you got it in the first. Lol. Some side notes and I’m done. I do not know if I am going to expand this one or leave it up to the imaginations of the reader to decide. Im not sure. But like Kaka said I’ll come to it when I do. Thank you for the review guys I love em.

Also I actually made a few amv’s for the first time yay there not that good actually, you can tell im a novice haha. But if you like to take a look you will find it on my youtube name, Vegetaswriter. I did 3 so far vegeta/mixed, Vegeta’Brolly, and Vegeta/ raditz. You can review on here to tell me what you think of them or give this newbie some pointers. Much obliged.

Next time in a land far far away V.W
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Break me	By : Vegetaswriter Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3524 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own dbz or make money from this

Break me