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Chapter 1
Bulma growled. She wiped her tears and stood. "Assholes." She looked down at her friend's corpses. It was just yesterday that they'd all been alive, happy, and running around as if no monkey space aliens were coming. She stared at them. "Goku." She looked over at the one lying next to Goku's corpse. "Gohan." She looked over at the next one. "Krillen" next. "Picollo" next. "Tien" next. "Dende" next. "Mr. Popo." next "Chou-su." next. "17" next. "Videl" next. "Master Roshi" next. "Oolong" next. She stared at the last three. "Chi." her voice was soft, barely audible. "18." She growled as her eyes fell over the last corpse. "You finally got what you deserved, fucking bastard."
If you're a Yamcha fan, then don't read until I give you the o.k. Alright? Back to the story.
She stared at her former boyfriend. She smirked as she looked his disheveled corpse. His eyes no longer lay in their sockets, instead they lay in his stomach where a hole the size of a fist remained. His arms and legs no longer connected to his body, or what remained of it, in anyway other than a few little strings of blood. A puddle of dark red blood is what he lay in, his body burnt to an absolute crisp. His dick, which she could only see because the ugly bald one who had beaten him so easily had cut it open with a ki disk, was lying in his throat.
O.k. you can read once again Yamcha fans. Sorry about that. Heh. :)
She turned her attention to the 2 saiyans. The bald one was looking at her through lustful eyes and the one standing next to him with long, spiky, black hair that went to his knees was smiling, if that was what you'd call a smile. She chuckled quietly and took a step towards them. "Bastards," she murmured before getting into a fighting stance.
"You've got to be kidding! Come now, girl, don't be a fool," the bald one said, laughing. She just smirked and began powering up. She ran towards the bald one and began punching him. He blocked them easily and laughed harder. "Care to give up?"
She laughed full-heartedly at him. "Never." Smirking, she began powering up and threw a bunch of tiny ki balls at him. Blocking them with a weak, last minute ki shield he gaped. He wasn't expecting her to be able to use ki, even though her power level was 430. He charged at her and hit a part on her neck with his left hand as his right hand punched her. Reaching out his arms, he caught the unconscious female and turned to the long, spiky haired one.
"Nappa, why didn't you just kill her?" he said staring at the bald one with confusion written quite clearly all over his face.
"Because. I have plans for her. plus did you see her ki skyrocket? Maybe she can purge for Lord Frieza. And if she can't. she'll make a good whore." He licked his lips. "Come on, let's go."
Chapter 1
Bulma growled. She wiped her tears and stood. "Assholes." She looked down at her friend's corpses. It was just yesterday that they'd all been alive, happy, and running around as if no monkey space aliens were coming. She stared at them. "Goku." She looked over at the one lying next to Goku's corpse. "Gohan." She looked over at the next one. "Krillen" next. "Picollo" next. "Tien" next. "Dende" next. "Mr. Popo." next "Chou-su." next. "17" next. "Videl" next. "Master Roshi" next. "Oolong" next. She stared at the last three. "Chi." her voice was soft, barely audible. "18." She growled as her eyes fell over the last corpse. "You finally got what you deserved, fucking bastard."
If you're a Yamcha fan, then don't read until I give you the o.k. Alright? Back to the story.
She stared at her former boyfriend. She smirked as she looked his disheveled corpse. His eyes no longer lay in their sockets, instead they lay in his stomach where a hole the size of a fist remained. His arms and legs no longer connected to his body, or what remained of it, in anyway other than a few little strings of blood. A puddle of dark red blood is what he lay in, his body burnt to an absolute crisp. His dick, which she could only see because the ugly bald one who had beaten him so easily had cut it open with a ki disk, was lying in his throat.
O.k. you can read once again Yamcha fans. Sorry about that. Heh. :)
She turned her attention to the 2 saiyans. The bald one was looking at her through lustful eyes and the one standing next to him with long, spiky, black hair that went to his knees was smiling, if that was what you'd call a smile. She chuckled quietly and took a step towards them. "Bastards," she murmured before getting into a fighting stance.
"You've got to be kidding! Come now, girl, don't be a fool," the bald one said, laughing. She just smirked and began powering up. She ran towards the bald one and began punching him. He blocked them easily and laughed harder. "Care to give up?"
She laughed full-heartedly at him. "Never." Smirking, she began powering up and threw a bunch of tiny ki balls at him. Blocking them with a weak, last minute ki shield he gaped. He wasn't expecting her to be able to use ki, even though her power level was 430. He charged at her and hit a part on her neck with his left hand as his right hand punched her. Reaching out his arms, he caught the unconscious female and turned to the long, spiky haired one.
"Nappa, why didn't you just kill her?" he said staring at the bald one with confusion written quite clearly all over his face.
"Because. I have plans for her. plus did you see her ki skyrocket? Maybe she can purge for Lord Frieza. And if she can't. she'll make a good whore." He licked his lips. "Come on, let's go."
