Even More Of Us
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Even More Of Us
Card Notes: Slash. M/M.
*Gratuitous usage of purring. *
Mpreg. AU; naturally.
Oh, and I don’t own them.
DBZ manga.
But I do own the following birth certificates:
Bardock, Gogeta, Takashi and Bulla.
~~~**
Bardock climbed to his feet first.
bricks. Because he’d been at his mother’s
side yesterday, watched him die.
Watched him come back to life.
Knew that Gogeta was not well.
Because Gogeta had seen the same thing, and more than that, he had seen
his father attacking his own family.
Watched his father kill for the very first time.
Well,
things were pretty simple. Bad people
had to die. Saiyans could kill
them. Saiyans defended this planet and
as Bardock watched his parents depart, he thought that he was a Saiyan too, and
they had damn well better not make him leave behind a fight.
Takashi felt it the strongest, stayed with his brother.
They
understood. Saiyans fought.
than all the humans on this planet.
&n
~~**
Vegeta
watched it with certain apathy. He
cared for his family. But it was not
his responsibility to protect this mudball from anything.
time—androids. Standing in mid-air over
top the city. Using ki blasts to kill
an entire population. People ran,
screamed. Begged. ded.ded.
One moron stood there reporting the happenings into the news.
But
Kakarot was furious.
Because
children were dying. Because anything
was dying. Because he valued life.
guarding a planet full of people that didn’t understand him.
So
Vegeta moved forward with him. Faced
the androids. Let them stare and tilt
their ugly mechanical heads to one side.
spanspan>“Oh,”
the boy said, “These are those Saiyans.”
“They’re
uglier than I thought they would be.”
“And
look,” the boy again, “The one monkey is missing his tail.”
That
pissed Vegeta off. There was nothing
quite as annoying as realizing that he was the Prince and Father of Saiyans and
(besides Gohan) the only one without a tail.
He certainly didn’t need a mechanical moron to rub it in his face.
“I
won’t let you keep killing,” Goku said.
He moved, did his thing, glared at them and then beckoned them to come
attack him. Vegeta moved away from him,
let him handle the first wave of the attack.
It was sheer beauty to watch his mate dodging their attacks.
Until one of the idiots managed to land a blow, and the back-lash of ki
knocked the female androids straight through a high-rise building.
You
don’t fuck with Saiyans, even the unborn ones.
18,
the female one, appeared at Vegeta’s side.
Smirked. “Afraid to fight us?”
“I
don’t fight people who can’t defend themselves,” was his retort, but he braced
himself. Felt her try to kick him, blocked it.
Apparently she was not expecting him to be able to flick her off like an
annoying fly. She stopped for a moment,
shifted gears or whatever, and then started to attack again.
Stronger.
She
punched him, right in the chest, knocked him back. He felt the building break around him. Felt pretty damn pissed she had sucker punched him and even more
pissed that he had let it happen. She
laughed. Smiled at him.
themselves,” then she brought her two hands together, pointed her fingers at
him and yelled.
Vegeta
braced himself, powering up, jus just as the white-yellow blast formed, he felt
little arms on his chest. Black hair
obscuring his vision, and heard the scream just as the light engulfed him.
Something
hotayedayed across his face, across his arms and his chest, and he let the
impact push him farther back into the building, because shock was starting to
set in again, and he felt that darkness of the previous day rising inside of
him. Not dulled by anything, but
heightened when he saw that it was his son’s little face—burnt—against his
chest. His oldest son’s blood on
him. And he stared out, at the female,
watched his mate attack her.
That.
Was. Going.
In AGONY.
~~~~***
Something.
Wrong.
It
felt like something inside of him had imploded, had suddenly departed; leaving
him without a part of his soul. Goku stopped
fighting, turned, felt a foot hitting his back, the backlash as the unborn ones
retaliated for him. Saw 18 bring her
hands together. Saw Bulla standing off
to one side, screaming. Tiny fists in
black hair. The crumbled building 18
had been pointing at blew apart, and there was Vegeta, plastered with
blood.
Goku
felt his heart stop. Then explode.
wasn’t; But because there was their oldest son, bleeding.
Without even a thought as to how he should control himself he felt his
power skyrocket. Clenched his fists
tight, tipped his head back and ROARED!
Fuck purring. Fuck these androids.
He
crossed the divide between him and the female android.
her to where she could see him and spit in her face. “DON’T FUCKING TOUCH MY CHILDREN!” Ripped her hair out.
Heard her scream, took satisfaction that she felt something akin to
pain. But she didn’t bleed.
He turned from her, to where Bulla was standing, panting.
“Bulla,”
he said this, feeling the way his voice had gotten deeper and louder.
Find the Dragon Balls.” He
waited a moment as she still stared at him, and then at the bloody mess on her
father’s chest. He took a hold of her
little shoulder, turned her around and pushed her. “Go on. Bardock will be
fine.”
Saw
the ki blast that had been aimed for his daughter, caught it with one
hand. Turned. Saw the androids standing together. Vegeta was raging again.
Goku felt it. Watched his mate lay their oldest child on the ground,
kiss his little forehead, rise back into the air, felt that power—similar to
his own—as it erupted. Looked back at
the androids.
Smiled.
“This
is your last chance to surrender,” Goku said.
“Fuck
surrender,” Vegeta snarled. And he shot
forward.
~~~***
Bulla arrived at Capsule
corp, shaking. Angry.
at slides with blood samples on them.
Tried to speak, found that her teeth were chattering.
that as long as they found the Dragon balls everything would be peachy.
her ground and looked at Bulma as she stood up and moved toward her.
“I
need the dragon ball finder thing,” Bulla said.
“What
happened?” Bulma asked.
“Dammit,
woman!” Bulla screamed, “Just get me the damn thing!”
Bulma
moved back, stared at her, and then pulled the stupid device in question off a
shelf. Flipped a few switches pressed a
few buttons and handed it to her. Bulla
snatched it, didn’t even take the time to say thank you.
her to find the dragon balls. Not
Takashi or Gogeta. Not while Gogeta was
feeling so badly. She flew back to the
lookout. Saw Gohan getting ready to his
father. Stopped him.
“Gohan!”
she yelled.
He
turned. Looked at her, narrowed his
eyes. “What?”
“We
havefindfind the Dragon Balls,” she said.
Waited for him to get close to her.
Handed him the finder-thing.
Trusted that he knew what to do with it. And he gave her an odd look.
“Why?”
But
she couldn’t speak the awful words.
Because Bardock was her oldest brother.
Because without him, the brood was not the brood.
always take care of them. And she
didn’t want him to be dead. He couldn’t
be dead. So she wasn’t going to say
that he was. “Mom told us to.”
Gohan
turned, looked out at where the battle was.
Bit his lip and sighed. No
Saiyan went away from a fight willingly.
“Alright.”
“We
have to hurry.” She looked over his
shoulder as he stared at the little green screen. Bit his lip again. And
then turned them eastward. Pointed.
he sped away. She let herself be
dragged through the air, curled into his chest, thought of Bardock.
their parents. Thought of what she
wanted to do to those androids. Death
was too good for them.
She
thought, and hoped that her father could hear her, that she wanted them to scream
before they died.
~~~***
This
planet had never seen fury like this, Piccolo thought distantly.
seen a full-blooded Super Saiyan in full splendor of rage.
destructive. One-sided even.
virtually indestructible, but they weren’t faster, or stronger than the two
Saiyans that attacked them.
Animalistic.
Beautiful
in a way that only a true Saiyan would have been able to appreciate.
He
stood away from citycity. Knowing that
he had died before and felt pain before, and he should go join the fight.
realized that anything that even attempted to get involved in this fight would
meet a bloody demise. There was nothing
of Goku’s good nature in the way he punched.
Nothing even slightly human in Vegeta’s single-minded attacks.
Piccolo
watched it. Didn’t join them.
Yesterday
he had faced Vegeta. Had felt the
awesome power and the awesome depravity that was inside of him.
there today. The sense that if pain was
caused to him, Vegeta would return that pain a million-fold.
even that out. Hoped that he wouldn’t
have to die beneath those fists.
Hoped
the androids were the last of their kind.
Hoped that the children never faced death like this.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~***
Sorry
‘bout that. More kicking the ass of
androids in the next chapter.
Goku: You Must Die Now.
Vegeta: Now.
Bardock:
Trunks, and now I’m dead. Is anyone
else thinking this author lady is unfair to me?
Aarika:
Er.
Everyone knows that Bardock comes back because he’s in Trunks’ future.
Luna:
Of
course I’m going to continue. Just so
long as people keep reviewing.
JayGoose:
*adjusts
Crown * I’m horrible with
spin-offs. I could just keep going off
if someone doesn’t slap me and tell me to stop. *sigh. *
RavenX:
Yeah,
if my head gets too big, I won’t be able to wear the crown Jaygoose gave
me. But thank you for the praise.
faster.
Mechanical Butterfly:
Yeah…
* And then poor little Bardock.
Lets just hope they can get to those dragon balls.
Getarian:
I’ll
tell you honestly that it took me a while to think of the reason Nightmare King
Vegeta tortured his son. And then, I
was sitting here writing, and I was like: Oi.
Goodness, that is a simple reason.
Which is probably why I couldn’t think of it.
Ah.
kill androids. I liked the way the do
it in the ‘Twins’ world. That was my
favorite. I guess I’ll just have to
beat them to bloody pulps in this version, won’t I? *except my androids don’t bleed. *
More tomorrow folks!