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Monster	By : Camaro Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 13898 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N Hey Guys. So I'm THINKING that maybe, just MAYBE the reason the formatting is going all horizontal on me is that maybe the chapter is too long? Therefore, I'm stretching Chapter 33 into two chapters.. so basically, chapter 34 will just be the ending of chapter 33. I don't know if this will work, but it's worth a try.

SECOND A/N :: Bangs head into wall :: OK!!! We're are TRYING this again! And chapter 33 will NOW be split into THREE parts! GAHHHHHH!!! This story was only intended to have 38 chapters... now it will apparently be a few more than that. Ah well. We'll see it if works.
�So what the hell happened with you two?� I asked, trying to digest all of this insane information. �How is it that one minute you were�.. well, two guys that basically looked identical yet not either one of you and now you�re,�. Separate again? Am I making any sense or am I crazy?�

�Hmph,� came Vegeta�s hostile response. �That�s an easy one. I wanted to be on earth while all this was happening and Satan didn�t trust me enough to leave me alone. Therefore, he merged me with pretty boy butt fuck over there in order to keep an eye on me.�

Zarbon managed a wicked grin, his beautiful white teeth gleaming from beneath perfectly shaped lips.

�Butt fuck indeed.� He winked at me.

�Uhh�� I stuttered, quickly looking away. �So how did you two� un-merge?�

�Satan�s power is unfocused,� replied Zarbon with a sigh. �He�s apparently concentrating on ending the world and figures keeping us two together is the least of his concerns at the moment.�

�ENDING THE WORLD?!� I nearly jumped into the air right then on a course to no where. �Why would he do that?!�

�God,� spat Zarbon, pointing at me while speaking to Vegeta. �Would you get a load of this one? Christ your thick! Uh, he�s EVIL?! Besides, he�s got the two things he wants, this world�s of very little use to him now.�

�Wait,� I said. �Two things? What do you mean two things? I thought he only wanted me.�

�Uh uh,� He shook his head. �Thanks to boy wonder over here, he needs something else too. Or didn�t you share that part with him Vegeta? Oh, that�s rich, I might have figured.�

He looked over to me finally.

�He�s got Bulma doesn�t he?�

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�Shit, shit, shit!� I kicked random things. �GOD! Am I THAT stupid! What the FUCK is wrong with me? I might have�..� I looked up at Vegeta. �No. No that�s stupid. I had no idea what-so-ever that he�d take Bulma. Why�s he taking her?�

Vegeta refused to answer and sent Zarbon a look that promised a second death if he uttered a single word regarding the subject.

�Fuck it.� I said finally. �I�m going. I�m not going to wait around here for you two to-..�

�I�m coming with you.� Said Vegeta sternly, looking into my eyes with a don�t-EVEN-question-me-on-this look. I simply nodded, marching out of the room, the prince (if you could still consider him that, I�ll have to check back with you) following behind.

�I do have a few more questions,� I stated, rounding a corner.

�I�d be ashamed of you if you didn�t.� he answered honestly. �Ask away.�

I was actually encouraged by his congeniality regarding this, surprised since this was, let�s face it, simply the most difficult man I could ever recall knowing. Spurned on by his allowance, I tried to sort the questions in my mind, finding so many up there that I was almost at a loss as to which one to voice.

�So,� I stuttered. �What IS all this exactly? I mean this house, the people in it. Are they�.. real?�

Instead of answering me, he simply directed me down another hall, leading us towards the enormous orgy/dance room.

�I want to show you something,� He whispered, peeking around the corner. �I want you to forget what you know about this life and this universe. I want you to let go of your opinions regarding good and evil and simply look.�

He pushed me ahead of him and cupped his hands over my eyelids so that I couldn�t see out.

�Now, I want you to look at them and tell me what you see.� He hissed, moving his hands slightly so that I could behold the same old scene I had taken part of so many times. Beautifully shaped people twirling mindlessly in a sea of men, sex, drugs and lights. Water spouts covered the ceiling and rained down upon the soaked bodies beneath.

�I see people dancing.� I answered in a bored tone, anxious to get out of here and not be reminded of why I adored this place so much. �I see them fucking.�

�Right.� He said quietly, closing his hands over my eyes. �Now I want you to look again. Look with your true eyes and see them�.. see them for what they REALLY are.�

He removed his hands suddenly and was forced to catch me as I tumbled backwards, letting out a cry that was stifled by his palm. To describe it is simply ludicrous. If you don�t already think I�m on a one track truck to the loony bin, you�ll be convinced of it now, but nevertheless, I�m bound and determined to try.

They were creatures like you�d never imagine. Like the human mind can�t begin to imagine. You see movies with diseased, gruesome creatures, aliens, monsters and you truly must think that the human mind is so creatively fucked up. Believe me, no mind could conjure up what I saw. Imagine the most horrific, grisly thing you can think of. Or better yet, your worst fear incarnate within feet of you. Ok. Now times it times one hundred, no, a thousand.

Don�t believe me do you? I suspected as much. Oh, I�m doing horrible with this. Let me try again.

Creatures that had no real shape or form flowed like waves of the ocean, their bodies moving as though they had no spines or bones. Some were floating, others crawling along the floor, their heads shaking at an inhumane pace. Their faces were inconceivable. I don�t know what other word would work any better so I�m sticking to that. They all seemed black one moment, and then would turn to an almost iridescent greenish purple.

Whatever terrible descriptions I used, the feeling I got from them was indisputably evil. It absolutely flowed from them. And if that wasn�t a horrible enough scene, the water that had poured from the ceilings, was now replaced by spraying blood. Blood, they seemed to be drinking and dousing themselves with.

�What�.� I could barely speak, though Vegeta had removed his hand. �What about�. those women?� I pointed to probably five beautiful, young women sitting in the corner, the same blank faces as I had recalled before, still in human form. �Why aren�t they� monstrous like these? They�re still so beautiful. Like�.. almost like dolls.�

�That�s what they are Kakarot.� He said quietly, almost looking in pity at them. �They�re women who sold their souls for beauty and money. Women who married the rich and the shallow and the old and the evil, spreading their legs at a price and never realizing they were no better than any other sort of prostitute. They compromised who they truly were, forgetting any ideas of falling in love and instead, becoming mindless, brainless dolls on the elbow of monsters. In the afterlife,� he sighed. �Why would it be any different? That�s their punishment Kakarot.�

�What do you mean?� I whispered.

�They got their wish.�

�They became nothing.� I breathed, finally understanding. The dull, dead look in their eyes. The way they emanated no personality or characteristics. Certainly, they would be young and beautiful forever, but at a price that betrays any true beauty. And suddenly, to me, I realized just how ugly they truly were.

�Lets get out of here,� I managed to say, tugging on his arm as we exited.

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Flying through the sky, I was hit with the most foreboding feeling, experiencing what most men walking the green mile of death row must feel like. A sense of the inevitable death approaching by means of my own movement. Like a suicidal rush, like watching the knife slide over my veins. I was staring death in the face and the dawning of the realization struck me like a slap in the face. I wasn�t just going to my death. I was now facing the ultimate damnation and the real possibility that I would go precisely where I belonged.

Hell.

�Don�t be afraid of it,� Vegeta was saying, flying right next to me through the chilling wind. �You mustn�t let your fear control you. Harness it for caution but don�t fall victim to it.�

�Are you kidding me?� I growled, shivering in the cold. �I�m fucking trembling.�

�And he�ll sense it too,� He cautioned. �He�ll feed off that and he could probably sense it from here.�

We had no real direction. But we both also knew that we didn�t need one. We simply flew in the direction of the most evil, were it seemed to emanate from. Like it had a pulse, it came in waves, flowing from the same spot, though where I wasn�t sure.

�So, let me get this straight,� came Zarbon�s voice next to us. �You monkeys are actually flying off to do business with the Devil, you,� he pointed to me. �his former fuck buddy and you,� he pointed to Vegeta. �nothing more than a ghost?�

We both kind of looked at him with blank stares.

�What exactly is your plan might I inquire?�

Again, blank stares.

�Ok, let me just, for the sake of entertainment, lay this all out for you,� he said in a smart ass tone. �You�re going up against the greatest known evil in the universe. Limitless power, limitless control, LIMITLESS good looks,�

Vegeta glared at him.

�And you�re going to do what?� he asked. �Throw stones at him? Hell, if you�re lucky, you just might give him a little bruise before you�re pulverized. And you�re a lot better Vegeta, soon, your power will be fading just as rapidly as ever. You know you can�t sustain form on this planet so while this poor schmuck thinks you two are going into battle together, the most good you�ll do is be in the peanut gallery cheering him on while he gets his ass beat.�

�Hey, wait a second,� I tried to intervene. �What does he mean Vegeta?�

�It doesn�t matter,� He growled. �he�s right. We need a plan.�

He turned peevishly to Zarbon, the pretty barer of bad news.

�What would you suggest?�

�Oh honey, I thought you �d never ask,� Smiled Zarbon. �I�d suggest you both follow me. Now there�s nothing I can do for you Vegeta, you�re more like trying to help out a gust of wind.�

He received a very trite �hmph!� to that comment.

�But you,� I was suddenly faced with his gorgeous golden eyes. �I can make you more powerful then you�ve ever dreamed. I can release every pent up strength and unlock every amount of your potential with mere words. I�ve seen the alternate universes in which the devil doesn�t come to intervene, and believe me, you have unlimited amounts of potential. I can also give you curses and spells and-..�

�Oh and just how are you going to pull all that off, might I ask, Houdini?� Spat Vegeta. �Stop filling his head with nonsense you pompous pretty boy. Don�t get his hopes up.�

�Well!� Zarbon snapped, throwing his braid of hair behind his back. �while YOU may have spent your time on earth doing unpractical, illogical crap, I spent my evenings in that horrible little magic shop, IF YOU RECALL. I did my homework, got a little reading up done. Besides, an old woman, riding on her magic ball came in constantly, and NOT surprisingly, found me absolutely charming. She taught me a few things here and there and I�m obliged to pass them on. DO you have a problem with that Vegeta?�

Vegeta only grunted in response.

�Why would you help us?� I asked, staring into his eyes as though powerless to stop.

�Why wouldn�t I?� He huffed. �You think I want to see this world blown to shit? Then what would I do for entertainment? Hold conversations down in Hell with Mr. Personality over there? I think not.�

�Amen,� said Vegeta. �Let�s get this done.�

With a smile, Zarbon led us both down to the ground.

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A/N... How's that look? Better? I think it does... but I have to check.

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