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Conditions of Endearment
By : Justice
Category: Dragon Ball Z > Het - Male/Female
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The suffocating foliage slapped wetly against her face as she plodded through the muddy undergrowth, determined to put some distance between herself and the ship. Her legs sunk almost up to the knee in the dark green filth, the decaying plant matter and stagnant water. The determination she showed was admirable in a sad and purposeless way. The thinning oxygen was beginning to take a significant toll. But there was still a chance. And she had to try. The moons were visible up in the sky through a fog of fine minerals in the atmosphere. They threw glints of light across the marsh creating a beautiful and eerie scene but Kimba plowed forward with resolve. Hearing the ship’s roar behind her was the perfect incentive.

Getting out had been easy. The idiot had left a data chip in one of his suits that was able to open new interfaces on the panels of the suite. Kimba couldn’t read anything on it but soon learned some of the symbols. The deck was cast in a blue incandescent glow as she slipped out, ill prepared but determined. From what Kimba could tell she was on one of the main upper decks of the massive ship. She hadn’t been able to gather much information when she was brought in with the others, but that area had low security and lots of doors. That’s where she was headed.
Although the boots were oversized she was able to run quietly enough in them. Keeping mostly to the maintenance tunnels she crept carefully down them followed by the quiet plodding of her steps in the clunky shoes. Staying out of sight wasn’t a problem at this point as she made her way down.

‘Why is this place so deserted? A ship this big should have a massive army. But I haven’t seen anyone in ages...’ Kimbas hands fondled her red braid nervously. It was a habit she’d never been able to kick in times of stress.
Hearing a voice she stopped. It was nasally and annoying, but carried an air of haughty superiority. Echoing from a connection to one of the major deck pathways, Kimba crept up to it carefully.
“..wait for their superior officer but those jackasses c-can’t show any gratitude. What does Lord Freeeeiza see in ANY of them?” His stubby feet waddled by the maintenance corridor she was crouched at hurriedly. He seemed to be breathing heavily, too. Kimba slipped from her hiding spot when he was several yards ahead of her, convinced he was going outside of the ship for some training exercise. She stepped carefully over the floor grates, eager to keep him in her sight but unable to quite catch up with him. Beads of sweat ran down her neck although the ship itself was freezing.
The fat alien kept slipping further away. Kimba followed him down the ramps to the lower decks trying to make up for the distance. Being so cautious was costly as she was already helplessly lost on her own. With a burst of adrenaline, she ran down a long corridor to the sound of the fat soldier’s retreating grunts. He was a surprisingly quick little fucker.
‘Can’t-can’t lose him! Never get out!’ She thought in a rush. Her footsteps rapped haphazardly on the floor leaving a dangerous echo. The way was clear, just a little further to the next corner-
“Oi Guldo, that you?” A door on the left of the hallway chirped as it opened to a moving figure, closing behind it. Kimba grabbed the wall with her hand as though it would have helped her stop and froze as best she could from a full jog. “C’mon mate wait up!” Emerging from the doorway he couldn’t have been more than a few feet in front of her. It was a small blessing that he turned straight down the hallway where the fat one had been, running to keep up. The short warrior was struggling to get his chest armor on as he jogged down the corridor. Kimba’s heart had dropped into her stomach at the close proximity and she could practically feel it stop beating. Unable to continue she staggered into the doorway until she was out of sight, clutching her hand to her chest in shock.
She stood there in the dim doorway for a few minutes until her nerves got the better of her. Standing so still caused her hands to shake and her heart to beat rapidly. It was like being back in college during finals. The empty walkway was too eerie and staying put felt too vulnerable so the young woman gave herself a light slap on the cheek and turned abruptly back to what she assumed was the pathway out.
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Ripples dotted the surface of the dark marsh Kimba struggled through. Reeds and vines flourishing beneath the surface were wrapping themselves around her legs and making progress slow. The depth of the swamp varied as she went, sometimes the land was firmer and only trapped her boots in mud, and others the water lapped at the boots’ lips and soaked through. Croaks and clicks surrounded her with ambient noise as she struggled against the elements, but as hard as she’d been trying it was only a few miles away from the ship.

It’s so cold. Kimba stopped to breathe into her hands. On its own the weather was actually pleasant- like a brisk autumn morning. But the thin air mixing with the from the soaked suit was severely chilling her. Should I find shelter? She thought morosely. There’s no telling what kind of animals are out here. I don’t know what time of day it is, and it feels like it’s getting colder.. Kimba paused and sat on a damp rock protruding from the surface. It wasn’t big enough to lift her feet from the water but it was just large enough for her to sit on for a moment. If it was a normal day, she would have complained about the slimy moss or lichens and shunned sitting on it- but this was far from a normal day. Normal month. Putting her head in her hands she savored warm breath against her cold face and thought of what to do.

Is this a mistake? I could die out here. At least at the ship I had shelter. Food. No! Tears filled her eyes as she recalled her assault. So they can use me again? And how long before Vegeta did it? Theyre just fucking monsters. Id rather die than be stuck anywhere near them. Running down her cheeks the tears fell into the marsh. Her quiet sobs distracted her from noticing the clicking and chirps around her.
The claw met her back the same moment the screech reached her ears. Kimba let out a surprised yelp while she jumped up from the mossy rock to face her attacker. Catching sight of the reptile Kimba began to panic. She wasn’t afraid yet- shocked more than anything else. Standing to her mid-thigh the animal was a mottled mess of grey and dark purple scales with its small head close to the swamp and tail whipping angrily behind. With a jump and duck the lizard ran eagerly around, treating it more like a game than a hunt. The second chose to attack from behind and went for her thigh. It’s teeth sunk in with little resistance. When she began to scream it’s little head was already ripping back and forth with abandon.
It was difficult for him to contain a gleeful chuckle as he watched from his vantage point above. Thoroughly enjoying the show the saiyan crossed his arms. It was such a treat to watch her struggle. The last two hours had been tediously uneventful. Intending to follow her until she gave up Raditz had been very patient, and it was now paying off. She hadn’t known what waited on the other side of the door she had stopped to recover at, and since then Raditz had tailed her at a distance. It wasn’t difficult, except for picking her ki out of the surrounding wildlife. It had given him a good laugh to know that she was just a few points above the very beasts she was fighting.

One had her by the thigh now while the second was taking apprehensive steps towards her as she attempted to strangle its partner. With a grunt of encouragement Raditz watched the reptile leap to her hip and latch on at her shoulder raking talons down her hips as it slid off. The blood was flowing freely now from the gash on her back and leg. Raditz looked at her appreciatively as the aroma wafted towards him. It made him hungry and aroused at the same time as he pondered whether to let her die or intervene.
Kimba ripped off the assaulting creature from her shoulder and it scurried out of her grasp while she struggled to remain standing. The wrenching at her leg threatened to pull her down at any moment. Her breathing was so quick now she was at danger of passing out, and the adrenaline was only helping her stay in the battle to a small extent. Desperately Kimba pounded on the beast’s face before driving her thumb into its eye. It required her to bend down and twist, further opening the wound on her back. Mewling in pain while her thumb slid off the viscous layers of the eye she was determined to end it. The creature began tearing with a renewed frenzy. Two good tugs was all the animal got before her thumb punctured the eye. Snarling in pain the animal removed its teeth from her leg to get away but she had a grip on it- through the eye and under the jaw- and she wasn’t about to relinquish this victory.

Struggling against her the reptile finally pulled her into the swamp while she clutched desperately at its neck unsure of what to do next. Growling, the second one began lunging at the mud where her legs were as she regained her footing again, using all her weight to push the creature to the ground. They were almost on equal footing now while she drug it to the rock she’d sat on earlier. Losing its footing the beast fell on its side while Kimba drug it to the rock and began smashing its head against it. The first few were tentative. As the action progressed Kimba got into it with gusto using her other hand to hold its maw shut while she slammed its head against the rock. She did it again and again, up and down. Up and down. Finally releasing the unresponsive creature Kimba sluggishly looked around for the partner who was stationary several yards behind her.
Taking her time while she stood up, Kimba pried open the creature’s jaws. The gel from its eye leaked down the maw slowly while she placed the open mouth against the rock. Lifting her boot slowly she dropped it on the animal’s head. The teeth screeched against the rock but nothing more. She started to cry while she did it again. The tears were overpowering and blurred her vision. Stomping until she heard the cracks of teeth falling into the marsh Kimba sank to her side in the swamp next to the body.

'What now?'
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Conditions of Endearment	By : Justice Category: Dragon Ball Z > Het - Male/Female Views: 3848 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Conditions of Endearment