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Plant Problems	By : NLDCat Category: Dragon Ball Z > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 1341 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: See Prologue
Summary: See Prologue
Author's note: See Prologue for generalized warnings. For this particularly part the major warning comes from close to the end and involves gender-swapping a character and implied non-con. So...if King Vegeta becoming female offends you...then this might be as far as you want to read.
Part Two
Morning comes and once again, they scout the area. "Well, at least we can see," Fasha comments.
"Yeah, because I want to SEE it coming," Bardock grimaces. The whole conversation from Zorn had him really NOT wanting to be out here.
"Hey, look at it this way...it might follow you home."
"Oh, thrilling," Bardock mutters, "Like I don't have ENOUGH sexual overtures, I need a PLANT trying it."
"Maybe one will fall for Jerich..."
"Keep it up, Low Class, and I'll stir one up enough that it makes a bloody MESS of you," the Elite in question snaps.
"Not for nothing," Zorn interrupts, "but could we FOCUS please? We have at least two Saiyans dead, one maimed, and one almost eaten. We don't need to fuck this up any further."
It's enough to sober their squabbling as they search. A moment later they hear, "Make that four dead..." Zorn moves to Toma's side who is gazing at the carnage, "At least...I THINK it's two...I'm not..."
"What the HELL happened here?" Jerich demands, "Because they weren't EATEN they were..."
"They were torn apart," Zorn finishes quietly, "This wasn't hunting, this was defense."
"Defending WHAT though?" Fasha asks.
"I don't know...but something happened out here that wasn't well thought of...Perhaps...someone stumbled upon Eve and she didn't like the intrusion," Zorn says looking around, "We need to be careful, and we NEED to find her offspring."
"Yeah, before we have a bunch of horny carnivorous flowers stalking Saiyans around," Jerich mutters.
"According to Arctic as long as we don't piss them off, they're more inclined to be Incubi rather than carnivorous."
"And THAT is supposed to make us FEEL better? Those damn Icejin and their twisted senses of humor."
"Look, arguing over WHAT we're looking for isn't going to help matters," Bardock cuts in, "Let's FIND them and then figure out what to do next."
"Easy," Jerich says, "We kill them."
"Jerich," Toma says uneasily, "I am not sure..."
"Please, don't tell me that you're scared of fucking plants."
"Okay, ONE nearly killed one of your men, nearly ATE my mate and killed others and SHE was the EASIEST to handle. We don't KNOW what her offspring can do and PISSING them off could kill us ALL so SHUT UP!"
"You are way to worried about things. They're fucking plants. They're not THAT intelligent."
"We'll remember that when we take what's left of you back to your little brother," Fasha retorts taking a hold of Toma's wrist, "Come on big guy, ignore him. He's a moron. We already knew this."
Morning fades into afternoon and there was STILL no sign. "Maybe we killed her in time..."
"You think we're that lucky?" Bardock snorts, "Yeah, our luck up until now has spoken for itself."
"Then what's YOUR theory?"
"You're not gonna like it, that's for sure."
"Low Class, I am sure..."
"Don't call me that, you elitist asshole. Look, these things feed on sex right? Well, they've come to the RIGHT place then haven't they?"
"Your point?"
"They're not going to hang out in the woods. They're...going to migrate to where they can feed easier."
"They're going to go INTO the cities," Toma groans, "Oh for the love of..."
"It's just a theory but if Arctic is right...and I trust his judgment then that is where we're going to find them."
"Yeah, but how does he know they'll all be that...benevolent?"
"He doesn't and we need to take that into consideration but it's what we have to work with. We're gonna have to do something fast to find them. However, the good news is that since they are all considered male...I don't think that we're going to have to worry about more popping up."
"Yeah, but you forget that the BAD news is they live twenty-plus YEARS!" Jerich snaps, "and not to mention they have SOME weird gift of their own we have to worry about!"
"Well, screaming isn't going to help here now IS it? We need to go and talk to the king. We have to plan...for the worst right now."
"We can't just alarm the planet!"
"No, but we can put a bulletin out for a hostile form of flower and to immediately call someone and NOT to handle it themselves," Zorn cuts in before another fight breaks out, "Bardock is probably right...we're not going to find them here."
"Hopefully, we don't find them ANYWHERE," Jerich retorts. No one bothers to respond to him as they head back to the palace.
As expected, their report does NOT thrill the spiky-haired royal. "We're going to send a bulletin out and WAIT and SEE?!" he demands.
"We can't find them," Zorn says softly, "Sire, we TRIED. If Lord Arctic is right then we need to try and NOT make them angry so that they lash out. There are THIRTEEN of them and way too much ground to cover."
"IF they made it."
"Right."
The male rubs his face. "Fine...fine...Do what you have to but DO NOT spread panic through the planet PLEASE. I do NOT want to have to handle that. And Zorn, call that useless waste of a royal and TELL him to FIGURE out how to CLEAN up his DAMN family's MESS or so help me I'll blow up HIS planet!"
"Yes, sire," Zorn murmurs though he had NO intention of speaking that candidly to the Icejin Monarch. Arctic was nothing like his sibling and didn't deserve that rude of words. He knew the male was doing what he could to help them as he knew that were the threat not so dire his king would not be so harsh. The other was clearly at a loss as to what to do about the pressing problem. Hell, they were ALL at a loss of how to handle this.
The throne room once again empty has the Saiyan King feeling the edges of either a migraine or a panic-attack forming. He takes a slow, deep breath and repeatedly tells himself that they could handle this if they could handle the Icejins. A moment later, he feels the hairs on his neck prick and goes still and tense. “Who is there?” he demands as he slowly gazes around. He wasn't alone any longer and that makes him suddenly VERY nervous. A crippling pain doubles him over before his vision swims and he swears the last thing he sees is a blue-red form before the universe goes dark.
Waking brings it's own sets of problems as it felt like trying to pull out of some thick liquid. Slowly, dark eyes would open to the familiar feel of sheets but that was ALL that was familiar as the situation made itself FRIGHTENINGLY clear. A sharp movement slides the blankets down and it takes EVERY bit of will-power possessed NOT to scream. Slowly, fingers would reach down touching lightly, experimentally before a soft sound would escape before another and another before hysteria would leave the form shaking and struggling with very EMBARRASSING tears. 'Breathe. BREATHE GODDAMMIT!' Teeth would clamp into skin before slowly, calm would be reclaimed. Slowly rising and padding to a mirror, the figure stares almost horrified at the image that stared back. Gone was the masculine form that was NORMAL replaced with a softer, smaller female who DEFINITELY looked out of place with the pendant around her neck. “What...the...” Closing her mouth, she brings a shaking hand up to run through longer, softer spikes and shudders. This was BAD. This was more than BAD. This was...The sound of the door opening has her whirling immediately to face the intruder and finds herself gazing at Vegeta.
“Who...are you and what...” The moment, the INSTANT the male's eyes fall on the pendant, she is sure that this is going to end BADLY.
“What have you DONE with my FATHER?!!”
“Vegeta, I...” Being that familiar was a bad idea and she knew it the minute the words were out and the others eyes fill with fury. Somehow, she's just NOT surprised to be grabbed roughly and hauled to a cell before having the pendant reclaimed.
“You WILL pay if you've hurt my father!” the male snarls at her before stalking off.
Wrapping her arms around her nude frame, she had to wonder how the HELL to get him to believe the truth of the matter before realizing that she might have a few OTHER things to worry about before then considering she was naked in a cell and...after several failed attempts realizes that she had NO KI. Sliding her tail low on her hips and curling up on the small cot shivering, the switched-gendered royal had to wonder HOW to fix this mess when she couldn't figure out HOW it had happened. Somehow, she had a sinking suspicion that it was to be blamed on one of Eve's offspring.
Footsteps catch her attention and she finds herself gazing at two guards. “So...you were found in our King's chambers, eh? Our prince wants to know where his father is and if you don't cooperate...we're supposed to MAKE you.”
Make...Her eyes would slowly widen as the realization hits her hard at what was being insinuated. The problem was...well...it was OBVIOUS what the problem was. “I...need to talk to Z...Captain Zorn...please...” She had to remember to use TITLES right now or she was going to have problems.
“The Captain is busy and I highly DOUBT he'd consort with low-level trash like you. Do you even HAVE KI?”
This was humiliating, she realized before it's followed by the thought of how much of a lesson this could be in her future dealings...if she made it through this alive. “Please...just...give me a chance to speak with him...”
“I don't think so,” the male replies as the door opens. Her breathing gets labored as her tail puffs out. Dear Kais, what was she supposed to do NOW?! Instinctively, she draws backwards until her back hits the cold wall and she realizes that she was trapped.
“D-don't...please...” Begging was humiliating but if she read this right, what was at stake was WORSE than wounded pride...and she couldn't seem to find that self-assurance almost egotistical attitude that helped her normally...mostly because she wasn't accustomed to feeling like she was.
“Well, you should have thought about the consequences, sweetheart, before you managed to make our KING vanish.”
“I DIDN'T!” she protests trying to recoil without success as the other looms over her.
“Then WHERE is HE?”
“I CAN'T explain this! You'd NEVER believe me!”
“Well, sucks to be YOU then.”
Truer words had probably NEVER been spoken but she wasn't sure HOW to handle this. “Please...I promise, I didn't HURT him...but I NEED to talk to the captain! Please...”
“Nope.” The tone was amused and told her all she needed to know which was even if she was HONEST they were going to hurt her ANYWAY because they could. It was a very unpleasant realization of short-comings she should have handled LONG before now. Her legs lock together tightly and she was sure that nothing that she said was going to be listened to and part of her is quick to point out the times she'd ignored her OWN Saiyans when they'd begged for help. Perhaps...there was some twisted justice to be had here on their behalves. Squeezing her eyes shut, she had to think that Cold and Frieza were in Hell laughing their asses off RIGHT now.
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