Survival of the Fittest

Survival of the Fittest continued….
By Fyrbyrd

“I’m sorry my Prince, but you have been called to an important council meeting. It seems there is a problem that must be seen too. And Sire, may I speak with you afterwards?”

The Prince, who had been lounging on his bed after a training session, looked at Nappa. “Wonderful, just what I need. I hate council meetings; I don’t see why they need me.”

“You will be King someday my Prince, that is why.”

“And what do you want?”

“I think it would be best that it wait until after the meeting.”

“I’m surprised you got away from you mate, you seem to have a voracious appetite where he is concerned.”

Nappa smiled, “He’s just so fuckable, Sire. I can’t keep my hands off of him.”

Vegeta just smirked as he followed him to the council room; he waited outside while the Prince went inside.

Vegeta found the other five council members in an uproar, while his father tried to calm things down. He noticed his Uncle Paragus was in the room as well and he did not look at all happy with the proceedings.

“All I am saying my King is that something had to be done about the boy. He’s dangerous. If Paragus can’t keep him under control, then he must be sent away somewhere safe for everyone including him.” one of the councilors was shouting.

“My son is a powerhouse, that’s all, l believe he will be the strongest of us all. It’s in our bloodline.”

“My son has the same bloodline except in both sides. It’s in the royal line as well as your own, brother-in-law, and he is not showing the dangerous behavior your son has,” reminded the King to Paragus.

The councilmen hushed when the King spoke. Paragus looked over at Vegeta with a look that suggested he was looking at something too small, though he was not brave enough to say it.

“What’s this about?” said Vegeta.

“Young Broly is causing more than a few problems.”

“I always thought he was insane,” said Vegeta folding his hands over his chest.

Paragus turned to him, looking like he was ready to blow.

King Vegeta had rolled his eyes at what his son had said, “You had said you would make sure that he caused no more trouble, and yet he has. What we are asking is that you find a more secure place for him to live so that he cannot get about and cause any more trouble.”

“Fine. I will take him to my lab, there are secure quarters there…but he won’t like it.”

“We don’t care what he likes or does not like, if he’s a problem, fix it,” put in Vegeta.

Again Paragus glared at him, but he said no more. He was escorted from the chamber as the others continued on.

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About an hour or so later Vegeta and the other emerged and Nappa was more than pleased to see him.

“So what is up with you?” said Vegeta as they walked back to his quarters.

“I was wondering if you would be able to permit myself and my mate to go and visit his brother in the camp that he was moved to.”

Vegeta stopped, “I saw the report on the boy, he’s a weakling, why would your mate even bother with seeing him.”

“They are brothers, Sire. My mate cares what happens to his younger brother.”

“He’ll wind up in the warrior camps breeding like he should be. He’ll never make the arena.”
Nappa seemed disappointed and Vegeta saw this.”Your mate has you wrapped around his finger, hasn’t he?”

Nappa nodded sheepishly.

Vegeta shook his head. “Next break we get, you can have a permit to go with your mate.”

“Thank you Sire.”

“Oh don’t thank me yet, you’ll have to pay for it in the end.”

Nappa nodded and wondered what that would mean. But at least he had some good news for Raditz.

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Paragus was seldom far from his son, but he did at times have things to take care of. It was when he returned from one of those commitments that he found his son was going berserk in his ‘room’.

The man who looked after the lab full time came rushing up to him when he came in the door.
“Oh sir, please, you’ve got to do something, he’s tearing the place apart… The doctor thinks…well he thinks your son has gone into heat.”

That stopped Paragus in his tracks. Broly was certainly old enough, in fact he was past mating age, but this he had not expected. He had never factored it into his control over his son.

“Sir?” the man questioned as Paragus stood there trying to think of what he could do. There was no way he was going to have the Council learning that Broly was like this, they would have him locked away somewhere. He had to try and get him to calm down.

“Where’s the doctor?”

“With the others observing your son, sir.”

Paragus nodded and they moved there as quickly as possible. There was an observation room joining where Broly was kept. The other lab scientist and the doctor were there, they all turned to him when he came in.

“Is there anything we could use to flood the room and knock him out with?” asked Paragus of the doctor.

“Sir, he’s been on the verge of going Super for the past two hours. What could possibly knock him out when he’s this powerful?”

“This is one of the strongest rooms at the facility, but he’s torn up everything in it and he’s more than likely to go for the doors and walls soon,” reported another man.

“You think he’s in heat?” Paragus asked the doctor.

“He’s displaying all the symptoms. And he’s had a prominent erection since he started this behavior.”

“Occasionally, he’ll slip his hand down his pants in an attempt to relieve himself of the pain, but it seems to be escalating. He’ll want to find someone to mate with, and in his state, he might not care who it is.”

Paragus stared at his son, watching as he furiously tore at things that he had already broken, and then he would stop and touch his groin, before getting back to destroying everything. It was evident that he was not at full power, yet. He looked around the room, the walls were quite thick, but if Broly tried a power ball, he’d be out rather quickly, and no one would be able to stop him. Not even that arrogant Prince Vegeta.

Broly continued his rampage, and then suddenly dropped to the floor. He lay there with both his hands down his pants as he fisted himself, crying out as he did so until he brought himself off with a roar. Then he seemed to be resting, his breath slowing down as he calmed a little.

Paragus turned to the others, “The mind control device, can we not use it?”

“How can we get close enough to put it on him, it has to go on his forehead to be of any use. In his state he’d kill or rape any of us, including you Paragus.”

Paragus’ hand went to the eye he had lost when they had first tried to use the mind control device on Broly; he had to agree that it was not possible to try if he was in heat.

“Very well, lock the place down, I will set the automated security system to keep him in, so you can all leave.”

“What about you Paragus?”

“I will move to the security center and watch him on the cameras until it passes,”

His people nodded and did as he ordered, locking down and vacating the place, while Paragus headed to his station.

Yet before he could even reach the security center, Broly had realized that he was trapped in the place and went into a higher rage. A golden halo surrounded him as he powered up, then as of the place were made of wood, he tore through the walls, before making a power ball to rip through the outer walls.

Paragus turned back to where the building had been blown out and watched in horror as his gold emblazoned son took off towards the city.

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For weeks Kakarott and his friends had been very wary of Aspato and his gang. Aspato had been furious after the whipping he had received, Kakarott had earned the same, but it hadn’t bothered him. However, it was impossible to avoid them all the time, especially when they worked together with their leader to trap their prey.

Kakarott and Buddabin had gone to the barracks after lunch to collect some towels, but as Buddabin moved to step out the door, Kakarott watched him go flying along the ground before he found himself face to face with Aspato’s goon squad. Two of them pushed him back into the room where he had other barracks members behind him, pushing them all back inside. Aspato and the others laughed at Buddabin as he tried to get to his feet.

“Make sure he can’t get up. Don’t want him warning anyone, do we?” said Aspato as he turned back to the building. But in seconds he and any others outside it suddenly found themselves on their backs as a sudden rush of powered wind blew them down.

They all sat looking back at the building as the door slammed shut and they could hear things blocking it. Others things blocked off the windows.

Guards came running, any wearing scouters found the things self destructing as they neared the place. They didn’t really need the things to know that something of great power had crashed into the barracks and he blocked it off so that any inside could not get out. Aspato and his remaining gang ran for their lives, but Buddabin stood there staring at the place. One of the guards came over to him.

“What did you see? Do you know how many were inside there?”

“I didn’t see what hit the place. But…there were about a dozen or more inside there.”

“Good, go back to the mess hall and stay there with the others.”

“But my friend—“

“Now!”
Buddabin ran off at the shouted order, perhaps later he and his friends would learn what had happened.

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Kakarott pulled himself to his feet once the dust had settled, first noticing that the room had been blockaded and there was a great golden beast standing in the middle of the room. The others trapped in the room picked themselves up and moved to huddle together. They could all feel the power radiating of creature that had trapped them. He seemed to be making sure that nothing could get in…or out. Once he lowered his head and they could all see that he was a tall man, they scuttled further away from him in fear. Kakarott moved over to them, not sure what was going on.

Then he turned his attention to them, they could all see that he was a Saiyan and the significance of the golden aura hit them. This man was in the Legendary Super Saiyan form, but why had he trapped them in their barracks with him?

They all pushed back against the wall as he slowly moved towards them, his golden tail loosely waving in the air, behind him. The way he moved was predatory and for once Kakarott pushed several of the smaller ones behind him, despite their higher power levels fear had frozen them in place.

The Legendary moved closer, there was nowhere for them to go and he knew it. He grabbed the nearest into his big hand and lifted him struggling into the air. With his other hand, the Legendary ripped the clothes from the boy’s body and tossed him into a nearby pile of mattresses that had fallen from the bunks which covered the windows. He turned and slowly made his way to where the boy had landed, grabbed him so he was lying on his stomach and with all the others watching, he tore his own pants off so they could see what was hidden by them. His cock was fully erect and dripping, he rubbed the pre cum over it as he looked down at the helpless boy before lowering himself and ramming inside the unprepared body.

The boy screamed, the others fell back in terror as they watched the Legendary rape the boy in front of him. By the time the boy had stopped screaming and hung limply in the Legendary’s hands two of the others had run to the exit and windows attempting to pull the bunks away and make an escape.

The Legendary—Broly—pulled himself from the boy and tossed him away. He was bleeding and there was blood covering the still erect cock of his rapist who turned to where the boys were trying to get away. With one finger he sent a controlled blast at each boy who collapsed with a cry. Both rolled around the floor in their pain. Broly moved towards the nearest one and grabbed him by the ankle pulling him up to hang from his hand. Displaying his awesome strength he tossed the boy over his shoulder, and moved back to the mattresses. The boy screamed and cried all the way from the pain and the terror.

The others watched helplessly as he was next to be raped by the man. They huddled close together, crying and whimpering, knowing that there was no way out and worse…that they would more than likely be treated the same.

“He’s insane,” said one boy.

“Insane, and in heat I’d say,” said Kakarott. “He’s the Legendary too.”

“How do we get out of here alive?” whimpered Pummin, one of Aspato’s goons.

“The guards can’t handle something like him,” said another.

“He’s young too, like us.”

Kakarott nodded. “He’ll take us one by one, until his heat passes. He’s not after a mate, just to sate himself.”

“It looks like Limongraz is dead, he hasn’t moved since that bastard raped him.”

The boy that had been taken by Broly was quiet, but they could here grunts from Broly as he continued on.

“What are we going to do? What are we going to do?” moaned Peazo.

The others had begun to quiet down as the conversation went on. Kakarott crawled a few feet and snagged something on the floor, before returning. They all heard Broly groan out his release and shivered with the thought of him coming after them. They huddled closer, one watching as Broly rose to his feet and went after the second boy that had tried to escape.

“Kakarott, what are you thinking?”

“He’s going to take us no matter what. We can’t fight him, but we might survive if we make ourselves ready for him.”

“What the fuck? Ready for that!”

“Do you have any other ideas, Krezz?”

The others looked at him dumbly as they heard the other boy screaming and begging to be let go by Broly. Kakarott held a tube of lotion in his hand. The others nodded before he uncapped the bottle and they began to do as he suggested.

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Revised January 23 2011