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Spark of light in the abyss	By : Vegetaswriter Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2085 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 8

            Vegeta’s heart thundered in his chest deafening the words of the master, chills worked its way up his spine, its over; once again his short lived love will be ripped away from him. He didn’t care for his own safety; it didn’t matter anymore; being a shell of his former self seemed to be an easier outcome then living once again walking in the shadows of memories of his love. He slowly raised his head watching mindlessly the moving lips of the master, not hearing a sound; he was defeated.

            Goku straighten, swallowing the tense electrified air; he could taste the dread coming from the man beside him; unnerving all the more. He pulled whatever bravery his body allowed forward locking his eyes forward, shuddered inwardly when those evil eyes gazed through his very soul. Goku watched as the demon sitting on his throne smile, he could feel cold hands surrounding his neck, a vision of Kakarot’s neck snapping and twisted flashed by, a gift given to him from the monster; a simple reminder. Fire, he could see fire, taste the ashes on his tongue; he will not be deterred.

            Piccolo chuckled, he could feel the dread from the duo standing before him; a wicked sense of excitement filled him. His gaze slid over to his lord; such a naughty boy. In a blink of an eye he towered over the lord grasping his cold face in his palms. “What am I going to do to you Lord? You see…”

            “Leave him alone!” Goku tightened his fist, the need to protect over-riding all doubts.

            “Or what Human?” Piccolo tilted his head showing off a hint of his fangs. “Tell me what you are going to do if I do not hmm. Shoot me with your little gun?” He ran his lengthy fingers through Vegeta’s hair gazing down into the glazed eyes. “He doesn’t look like he wishes for me not to touch him. Actually he looks quite content in my hold.” Piccolo flashed a wicked grin to Goku.

            “Please… please don’t.”

            “What was that Lord? Speak up.” Piccolo shook Vegeta’s head to speak up.

            Goku rushed forward, the little whispered pleas from the lord boosted his protection reaction. “Stop it! Leave him alone!”

            Piccolo outstretched and waved his arm sending out a pulse of green energy colliding with Goku sailing him through the air, slamming him against the siding wall leaving him in a daze. He cackled moving his full attention to the lord, revelling in the look of pure horror on his face, a stray tear made its trek down his flawless pale cheek; he couldn’t help but to indulge. Snaking out his tongue to lap the liquid despair, bringing his lips to Vegeta’s ear. “Your boyfriend didn’t put up much of a fight, such a pity.” He mocked clicking his tongue. “I was hoping he would last much longer, its been awhile since I played, don’t you think?”

            Vegeta snapped from his despair, finding all the rage he held to lash out. “Fuck you!” He chomped down on the ear presented to him, using as much force as he could with the hope he would break the skin; it was all in vain.

            Piccolo grunted pushing forward with such force slamming Vegeta’s body against the wall as he continued to press forward, pressing in Vegeta’s ribs cutting off the ability of full breaths. His eyes silted with malice when little wheezing breaths came from the lord, he wanted to hurt, beat, smack, and tear the lord apart for his outburst; a large growl bubbled in his throat. “You couldn’t just stay in your prison! You had to come out! When are you going to fucking learn?!”

            Vegeta lightly coughed, locking eyes with Piccolo and gave a cheeky smirk. “I’ll never truly belong to you, I will always belong to him, dead or alive I am his.” Piccolo let out a mighty roar slamming Vegeta’s body harder against the wall.

            Vegeta cringed, seeing stars flash before him; swallowing harshly with the fact Piccolo wasn’t fibbing when he said he could still hurt him. He felt Piccolo held his wrist together putting pressure down on them, he tried to kick away, but the aura surrounding him was suffocating, making his attempts to get away futile. A hoarse agonized yell poured from his lips when he felt and heard the snapping of his wrists, shocked to feel such a pain after the centuries of feeling nothing.

            Piccolo licked his lips, nearly getting off the agony; maybe he should have done this much sooner. “I like you like this, I like your pain. You are so much more beautiful in agony, now I understand why Frezia did this to you.” Piccolo moved closer licking away stray tears. “Maybe you will be more obedient if I beat it into you. You didn’t take so kindly to all the freedoms and gifts I bestowed upon you.” Piccolo rubbed his cheek against Vegeta’s. “I can put a collar on you, beat you into submission, I can only imagine how much you will love it.” Vegeta screamed once again when Piccolo placed more pressure on his crushed wrists.

            “Leave him…”

            Piccolo whirled his head and laughed outright at the man barely standing on his own feet. “Or what? Look at you! You’re done before we even started! I haven’t even touched you.” Piccolo cockily laughed.

            Goku shook his head from his dizziness, taking a defensive stance. “I haven’t even started yet.”

            Piccolo slammed Vegeta against the wall one last time for good measure pushing his power against Vegeta’s body encasing him in a eerie glow, sealing him to the wall, ensuring to crush his chest to his lungs, the wheezing shuddering breaths was music to his ears. He turned giving Goku his whole attention, he cracked his neck and knuckles. “Tell me mortal human, how are you going to make me break a sweat?” He chuckled. “You’re not even a warm up to me.”

            Goku stood his ground, his eye straying over to Vegeta’s body, his anger raised; if this was his last moments he will put up a damn good fight, for him. Goku charged.

            Piccolo smiled at the boldness; if anything he felt a slight bit of respect for his opponent, just a slight amount. He chuckled as the fist came close to his face and with a light wave he watched as that body sailed once again through the air and crash through a table. Piccolo licked his lips when he seen the crimson liquid trail down Goku’s brow. Again the fool came charging fist cocked readying for a fierce blow, he couldn’t help but not laugh at his futile attempts, with a wave of his hand sending out another pulse of forced energy he laughed.

            Goku climbed out of his new crash sight, locking eyes with the monster; he felt a build up of something foreign in the pit of his stomach. He raced forward watching as if in slow motion as the master moved his hand, he propelled himself in a base-ball slide feeling the energy move like liquid fire down his arm to pool in his right fist, he slammed his eyes shut, with everything he had, he used his full body force to give a demolishing uppercut.

            Vegeta heaved, his heart pounding in his head he couldn’t tear his eyes away from Goku, shocked and awed, slack-jawed; Kakarot. His eyes must have been lying to him, he didn’t see what he had, and yet it was still there, surrounding Goku’s fists and feet, a power he believed gone. Fire.

            Piccolo’s brows rose, rubbing his abused chin; it actually hurt. He was at a loss, how did it happen? This reincarnation of Kakarot had no power! And yet there he stood staring at his fists as flames surround them.

            Goku quickly push his stun away, now he had a chance; using his upper-hand on the master he attacked. His fist flying with perfected skill, hearing the painful grunts from his opponent he put more effort on his attacks, breaking through the defensives of the master each punch and kick connected. He could feel the energy bubble higher and higher dwarfing the pounding of his heart.

            Piccolo felt each blow with a powerful sting, he had enough of this. With a deafening roar he pushed everything away, taking on his second form, pale skin turning into a deep emerald, violet eyes turning into cold black, claw like fingernails, and elongated fangs. His pulled his fist into a ball. “I am done with this human!” Goku only saw a flash of green before he was knocked to his back and a fist slammed into his cheek, he could feel the cracking of his cheek bone.

            Vegeta watched helplessly as Piccolo once again took charge of the fight, each gasping breath was his own battle, fighting off unconsciousness. He watched slowly as each precious second zoomed by, blow for blow Goku still stood, still making his own swings, the damage and fatigue more than visible on the mortal body. Vegeta’s eyes drooped silent prayers left his lips, begging for the dead man to come forth, begging for Brolli, for anyone who dared listened. Save him.

            Piccolo landed a vicious blow to Goku’s temple making him collide with the floor. The adrenaline coursing through his body gave him a high he haven’t felt in so long, he lifted his hand up placing two fingers to his forehead building up his energy for an attack he hadn’t used in eons. “I have to admit you put up one hell of a fight, but like everyone else you lose. I was expecting a little more from you.” Piccolo was always one to rub in their victories, make one suffer, and saying the words he had said to Kakarot before he snapped his neck seemed so right for him. “Don’t worry I’ll take good care of your precious little whorish prince.” Extending his arm he snatched the ripped front of Goku’s shirt pulling him to his face, to gaze deep into the eyes of a dead man; he grinned as he spoke quietly to Goku. “To bad you never got to sample him, he is such a slut for cock, the way he moves his hips, each little gasp, and ohh how he cries for more.” Piccolo clicked his tongue grin widening. “How much do you think I could profit off of him hmm? Turn him into my little prostitute for any to fuck raw, let see how much do you think I should charge for a blowjob?”

            Goku screamed pulling whatever energy into his fist slamming against the monster’s jaw. He caught himself before he hit the floor baring his teeth to the master nearly cracking them with the force he placed on them. “Leave him alone!!!”

            Piccolo chuckled wiping away the purple blood with the back of his hand, spitting out whatever was in his mouth. “I knew you still had some fight in you.”

            Goku rushed forward catching Piccolo’s fist in his, placed his foot flat against the demons chest and yanked away his arm, pulling it from his body. The purple blood splattered across his face, rage filled him, his eyes becoming blank; he had flashes of the past, the rage he felt when Vegeta was first taken from him, the pure hatred he felt for the demon, he wanted to tear him asunder. He licked the bitter blood getting a taste for it.

            Piccolo shouted looking at his severed arm, his eyes moved back to Goku. “How dare you!?” He moved forward slamming the top of his foot against Goku’s neck, growled as it was deflected.

            They moved together, blow for blow, slam for slam, Goku’s rage burned higher at each quick glance over at the trapped prince. Their bodies became a tangle of locks Goku used one arm to hold the green leg, his other free arm holding unto Piccolo’s only arm, left with only the ability to head butt.

            Piccolo chuckled, even though it didn’t look things were working to his advantage, oh he knew he had the upper hand. He kept trying to head butt his opponent, only succeeding in spreading his blood on Goku’s face, the moment it landed in his eye and Goku tried to blink it away was his window. Piccolo slammed his mouth shut biting through the burning pain of regeneration and kept his fingers pointed claws ready.

            Vegeta tried to scream to Goku, tried to warn him but his voice came out like little whimpers, he watched in horror as Piccolo slammed his fingers, then pressed forward until his whole fist was inside the chest of Goku. Vegeta let out a hoarse shout of mental anguish, Goku’s blood sprayed and trailed over the green wrist, blood trailed from his mouth as he coughed. Vegeta nearly passed out.

            Piccolo laughed hysterically as the warmth of Goku’s insides burned him with its heat, slowly he pulled his hand away watching with acute fascination as the wound gaped at him, loved the way the heated blood cooled in his hand once freed from the body. He held Goku’s dying body closer, watched as his eyes slowly become blank of emotions. He licked the blood from Goku’s chin, tasting his victim; thrilling. “I always get what I want human, I always win.” Piccolo allowed the body to drop to the floor, and made his way towards Vegeta with a little bounce in his step…

MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAH *COUGH COUGH* ahh emmm… let me gather myself, sorry for the long wait, I actually kinda forgot *BAD V.W* this fic is done, so every 2 or 3 day I will update the rest of the chapters before I forget again. I got to stop writing soo many projects at once damnit! Ah So a New years gift for you all!!

Aff

Animeslave18- ah glad you like the last chapter, and yes yet again I put Veggie through hell and still am >.> but unfortunately yes this is almost over, kinda thinking on doing another sequel but that is still under “maybes” I got soo many of them running around in my mind right now. But Im going to finish the ones I got going before I do another chapter fic, but more than likely I still will do oneshots. Ah and yes I will email it today what I wrote for you and maybe hopefully it will give your inspiration a kick to finish that fic of yours.

Topbear- Thank you, I did like the elevator talk as well, just really wanted to a strong emotion into it to show how desperate they are, and how in love they really are.

Zofo- THERE IS A WAY!!!! They will be together but the question is how…muahah

Please review review REVIEW!!! Or don’t whatever haha thank you until next time in a land far far away V.W
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