Conquered
Weapon of Destruction
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Conquered
Chapter 11: Weapon of Destruction
Pairing: Kakarott/Vegeta
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characters from Dragonball Z. They are the property
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W A R N I N G:
This is about male pregnancy (possibly) and male/male relationships. I am
letting you know now what the relationships WILL contain. So, if you are AGAINST
such pairings, please find something else more to your liking, you have been
Flames will be
ignored.
Notes: I know it’s been such a long time since I’ve last updated but I had
(still do) have some things going on in my personal life that interfered with
the flow of my thinking and thus limiting me from
writing as I should. I apologize and to make
up for a long absence here is the next chapter.
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making me look good. All hail to the Goddess! oOo
Special thank you to
To answer how Seventeen got away—Simple,
while everyone was focused on Kakarott Seventeen slipped out of the fighting
arena un-noticed. Next question: What special training is Vegeta going to receive?
Vegeta and his mother are both empathic by touch as well psychic. They can see
the future of anyone they touch, which is why they wear gloves and long
sleeves. And they can also read people thoughts. Yasai
will train her son to control his mind reading ability or lest he can kill
someone. Yasai just don’t want Vegeta to hurt his
mate. Third question: Will
not count them out yet, k? Last question: Will
Frieza try to destroy the planet? Yes, but the key
word is
Thanks for reviewing, and to those who have read and didn’t review, thank you for
reading thus far. I hoped you enjoyed it.
Summary: The prince and his mate are at a family retreat for
Kakarott to recover from being depressed
over the lost of their child. However, while they are away Kakarott’s father,
Bardock, receives news that the planet
King Vegeta risk an all out war with a neighboring planet?
/ Thoughts /
: Telepathy :
Enjoy!
King
Vegeta,
I have recently been informed of the presence of an ascended Saiyan, Kakarott,
second son of Bardock. I am very interested in purchasing such a rare specimen.
However, if you decline our generous offer, I will deem it as an act of war. My
Emissary will arrive one day after this letter for the necessary arrangements.
I look forward to future acquisitions.
Sincerely
King Blackeye
Scowling, King Vegeta
She quickly read the missive.
“They can’t be serious. Vegeta-”
“Seventeen must have told
him. My god - if
Frieza finds out about Kakarott we’re all dead,” Vegeta growled, tail thrashing. He paced silently in front of his wife
and commanding officer for several minutes before
finally stopping. He snapped his tail around his waist and bared his teeth,
decision made.
“Vegeta?”
“Yasai, contact our son. Tell him
to get his ass back here on the double,” the king ordered. He grabbed his sword
and pendant. “Bardock, alert the Elite squadron and
meet me in the throne room.”
“Vegeta!” Yasai’s
heart sank with trepidation.
“No time my pet. Our son and his mate are
leaving the room.
Tomorrow the
Vegeta was upstairs in one of the spare bedrooms doing
mentally called him.
::Vegeta, listen.::
::What now?:: he was annoyed at
being interrupted. What was the point of getting away when everyone ruined his
peace?
::You and Kakarott must come back
to the palace immediately.::
Vegeta stopped all motion. He could sense her anxiety.
::Why? What’s wrong
“
Dinner’s ready!” he heard his mate shouting for
him to come eat.
::Mother, we’re fine. Don’t worry
about a thing,:: Vegeta replied.
::Vegeta, your Father believes
Kakarott is in danger and so do I. Please, son, make an old woman happy and
come home.::
He growled but couldn’t deny his mother such a simple
request. ::Fine, after Kakarott and I finish eating
dinner, we will leave.::
Vegeta heard the mental sigh. He shook his head at his
mother’s over-protectiveness and headed downstairs.
The Elite Saiyan warriors stood at attention on either side
of the plush velvet red carpet that stretched from the tall decorative double
doors to the two-step dais.
King Vegeta silently fumed as he listened to the ridiculous
demands of the Bateauian reprehensive. The guards were anticipating
their ruler losing his temper. They were not
quite sure what would happen to the foreign dignitary if he continued to incite
the king’s ire.
“What you are asking is impossible!” King Vegeta roared.
Yasai had joined
Now, she stared incredulously at the short alien.
“No matter – we knew you would not comply, so we are taking
steps to secure our item,” the little creature said. He was small enough and lacked a tail, making him look more human than Saiyan
except for his pale blue skin and short dark blue hair.
“Don’t-”
“You rely on the power of the moon to defeat your enemies.
Your race has grown weak, King Vegeta. My Lord will be pleased to have brought
down the most fearsome race in the universe.”
The twin suns of Vegetasei had all ready passed the horizon
when the royal Saiyan couple sat down for their evening meal, but Vegeta
couldn’t enjoy his food. The prince had a nagging feeling in his gut since
coming downstairs, thus making it hard for his food to digest properly.
After dinner, Kakarott began clearing the table of all the
plates, bowls, and glasses they used. He started washing dishes when his mate
eased behind him.
Vegeta bestowed fiery kisses on the nape
of Kakarott’s neck, eliciting low giggles from the brawny youth, causing the
younger male to squirm.
“Cut it out, Geta,” Kakarott half-heartedly
his promise to leave the lodge forgotten.
Kakarott abandoned his
task, turning in his mate’s embrace
Hands freely roamed, relieving
each other of constricting clothing.
Vegeta led them out of kitchen and into the living room in
front of the fireplace where they stretched
out on blankets and pillows. Neither Saiyan
spoke as clothes were stripped away and tossed into a corner. Kakarott pulled
at white gloves only to have Vegeta close his hand into a fist, pulling away.
“Please, Geta. I want to feel your hands on me,” the younger
Saiyan pleaded.
“I can’t, Kay.”
“Why? What is so hard about you removing your gloves while
making love to me? I need to feel your skin against mine. I need to feel your
hands on me as you take me.”
And as gently as he could, Kakarott removed the
Vegeta opened his mouth to protest but
He practically jumped on top of his lover, protecting him with his own body. Not
being able to do anything else, Vegeta kept
Kakarott hidden as best as he could from the intruders who were converging on
them.
::Geta,
I’m scared:: the young Saiyan never went into battle so it was quite
understandable for him to be frighten.
::Shh, I
will protect you. Just stay calm and stay still::
The prince gave a guttural growl as one of them came too
close. His tail bristled from around his waist in warning not to come any
closer.
“Base Commander
calling Field?” a voice boomed in the intruder’s ear piece.
“Go ahead Base Commander.”
“Have you secured the
item?”
“We are in the process of extraction.”
“Execute plan now. His
Highness is anxiously waiting.” The transmission ended.
“Which one of you is
Kakarott?” the apparent leader called out.
Neither Saiyan answered.
“Okay, since you won’t answer we’ll take you both.” With a
snap of his fingers several weapons were drawn.
Multiple rounds were fired upon the Saiyan royal couple.
Maniacal laughter filtered throughout the otherwise quiet
throne room. King Vegeta sat on his throne holding his sides from laughing so
hard.
“I don’t find your sense of humor amusing
“No? I find it quite funny. Do
you honestly think I’m just going to hand you my son’s mate?”
The Batueaian gulped.
to the prince, no less. This could pose as a problem. Saiyans were
was no telling how aggressive they would
become when protecting their mates.
The Emissary tried to
unsuccessfully to conceal his concern from the irate royal.
“And as for the moon…,” King
Vegeta continued, “We no longer have to plan our attacks under the light
of the lunar cycle of any planet.
Besides, everyone knows that we cannot transform under our
moon; it does not effect us in such a way.”
The ouja steeped off the dais,
towering over the pale blue alien, who began shaking.
“Little men like you are what I eat for breakfast.”
Vegeta cast a ball of burning bright light into the high
vaulted ceiling. The Emissary looked on in awe, forgetting all about his fear
of the Saiyan-jin before him, at the beautiful glowing sphere – totally unaware
of its danger.
“One of my lead scientists developed this ingenious tool for
us for when we crush puny civilizations who think we, the strongest warriors in
the universe, can only attack once a month.”
The Emissary held his scream as he was surrounded by Saiyans
in their altered form. He had heard stories of the Saiyans being able to
transform under the light of a full moon, but he always
believed them to be tales
told to children.
Now, he saw the truth of
the legendary tales with his own eyes and was
terrified. He had no guards and no protection; his mistake could be fatal.
The king in his Oozaru form bent down to scoop up the
frightened messenger. The guards roared and growled, drowning out the
The intruders in the lodge stood flabbergasted
at the terrifying vision. Vegeta
Power rippled outwards as the prince
darts in mid-air. Auburn flame hair swayed
from the gust of air Vegeta produced with his ki.
“I will kill you all,” Vegeta threaten.
The attackers tried to
move but found them selves unable to. The darts fell to the floor as did the
weapons as they fought against an invisible force that was strangling them to
death.
“Wait…can..we
The prince turned cold silver orbs on the one who had
challenged his claim. Intruders’ bones
snapped in half, leaving only the leader untouched
as Vegeta advanced on the impudent male.
surrounded by the bodies of his squad.
“Tell me - why I should spare your worthless
The leader was speechless as ouji
slowly squeezed his air passage closed with his power. Vegeta didn’t
realize he had crushed his windpipe.
“TELL ME DAMN IT!”
There was no doubt left in
Kakarott’s mind of how powerful Vegeta was as blood splattered
against the living room furniture. Parts of
the trespasser’s brain and skull lay in a sticky mess where
his body fell.
Vegeta dropped to his knees breathing heavily. Kakarott
stared at his mate with fear but had no time to ponder over what had happened
as glass broke, mirrors shattered, floors splintered – the foundation of the
lodge rumbled. The building was coming down. Another undulation of power
peaked.
Not wasting any more time, Kakarott quickly
the crumbling retreat they had briefly called home.
In the darkness of night, trees were uprooted by the waves of their power as the royal couple flew
in between them. Back near the rubble of the lodge, Kakarott could hear
didn’t understand why any one would want him.
He was nothing special, just a
Saiyan who managed to get a luckily break and become
mated to the prince.
Said prince had lost consciousness right after his
told him to and flew with all speed back to
the palace.
Two hours later, a weary
Kakarott saw the palace. He panicked when he saw flames
on the northeast wing engulfed the multi-level building. Many of the
servants and guards were trying to contain
the fire. Upon their arrival, Kakarott also noticed a big gaping hole where the
throne room used to be.
Black smoke made the evening darker. No stars could be seen.
He finally lost his composure and cried.
As soon as Kakarott touched down with his mate he was
surrounded by guards.
“Thank goodness you’re all right,” came
the worried voice of Yasai. She and Bardock
warriors, were guarding this section of the
Kakarott’s mouth hung open,
unable to tear his eyes away from his mother-in-law. The queen, who
normally wore flowing elegant gowns and decorative headdresses, now sported a
full length spandex body suit with the trade mark white gloves and gold tipped
boots.
“What happened to Vegeta?” she asked as they made their way
to the temporary medical bay.
The main hospital had been cut off by a large heavy support
beam. They were able to move it but it was leaning against another beam, which
it was holding up. Until another form of support could be erected the fallen
piece had to remain.
“I…uh…really don’t know, Yasai. He – something in him
snapped and it was like a surge of magic,” Kakarott explained as best as he
could. He was thankful that the smoke hid his tears from view.
Yasai stopped short, grabbing on
to his arm, but also being careful of her son.
“You mean like a powerful surge of ki?”
“Hai, but
stronger. If I wasn’t already
Geta emitted leveled the lodge.”
Obsidian orbs widen with fear. “It’s too soon,” she whispered to herself.
“What is too soon? What’s wrong with Geta?”
Another explosion rocked the battered structure.
“No time to explain. Come we must hurry.”
They ran to the medical bay with the unconscious ouji. All
the while Yasai couldn’t help but think that her son was coming into his powers
earlier than had
been predicted. She almost sighed;
with any luck the invaders would be gone by late tonight, if not then by tomorrow.
Then they could focus on
Vegeta. Kakarott was not the only one
prince was also vulnerable and there was no way she was going to
The day of reckoning would soon
be at hand and she would do everything in
her power to ensure that Vegeta and Kakarott would
be the ones to deliver them from Frieza’s icy grip.
A/N: Well, how was that? Does any one know what happened
with Geta? I would love to hear what you think. Your comments and suggestions
are greatly welcomed.
Nemesis
He was thrown across the living room into the eating area,
crashing on top of the table, breaking it into thousand of pieces.
Stars danced in front of
still dazed onyx orbs from the toss as he was once again grabbed
“It’s been a long time…too long.” Lips covered his with
bruising force.
“What do you want?” the tall warrior asked trying to remain
calm.
“To be with you, my mate.”