Rise of the Gods

Summary: Things have been calm for the Z-Warriors for quite some time after the defeat of Buu and the defeat of another villain that had threatened to take away a valued member of their team. Now they've had the time to relax and watch the little ones grow. But now, there's something big coming to earth, something that none of them were expecting. A small group of saiyans that have escaped the destruction of their home planet come to the planet in search for Vegeta… but they're not as friendly as everyone would have liked them to be. They're here to claim what they have lost and they're willing to do anything that they can do it. With their power levels at incredible heights, higher than our favorite heroes, the odds of them winning this battle doesn't look too good…

Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ/DBGT or Aya or Catie/Katrin or Rina. A lot of the OC's in here do not have their own stories just yet; I am in the process of making them. If you want to know the story behind Catie and Rina, please visit AngelSaiyan22 on my favorite author's list. This idea was originally a role-play that I had done with a friend of mine, bear with the characters please. Oh, and some characters will be a little bit OOC, but it's nothing too major. There are reasons for them that will be expressed/explained in the story.

WARNING: THERE IS STRONG SEXUAL CONTENT WITHIN THE STORY, RANGING FROM RAPE TO INCEST. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.

Chapter One:

"Da~!" Bulla shrieked with enjoyment as Vegeta tossed his little girl into the air after scooping her out of the play pen. With a smirk on the saiyan's face, he poked her on the nose, making Bulla cringe and crinkle her nose causing the release of a loud sneeze into the room. Yeah, that was something that she had gotten from her mother surprisingly and it was something that Bulla wasn't a fan of… usually. Except this time she giggled and wiggled herself out of her father's arms and waddled off back into the living room. Vegeta smirked, watching her before he continued making his way into the kitchen.

Bulma was standing at the kitchen sink, her hands busy at rinsing off dirty dishes and loading them into the dishwasher. She glanced up and smiled at the sight of her husband. "Hey hun," she said with a grin on her face, before turning towards the fridge and handing him a bottle of water. She knew Vegeta well by now. He had the same schedule for years. Got up, got dressed, grabbed a bottle of water, and went out to train. Occasionally, when there was no one around, Vegeta would give her a kiss. Vegeta wasn't really one for publicly displaying his affection towards people.

"Morning woman." He said, graciously taking the water bottle and then placing a kiss onto her lips, not before his four year daughter had caught sight of and squealed in disgust. Both Vegeta and Bulma looked at her just in time to see her waddling off back into the living room. "Hyper this morning."

"Yeah." Bulma shrugged. "Not sure why. Maybe she knows that she'll be heading over to Gohan's place soon to see Pan."

"Hn, possibly." Vegeta turned back towards Bulma. "And who's going to be bringing her?"

"Kali offered too." Bulma answered instantly, continuing with the loading of the dishwasher. "I'd bring her, but there are things here at work that needs to be done."

Vegeta stayed quiet. He didn't have the best of relationship with his son. Obviously, he hasn't been there for his entire life, so there was a little bit of awkwardness there between the two of them. What made it even worse was that when Layla and Kali had finally found him, after a decade of searching for him, he was already settled down with another woman –who could pass as Layla's twin – with two children. There wasn't much that could be blamed on the saiyan prince after all, he didn't know that Layla was pregnant at the time that he had left her there. That was something that he was never going to be able to let go of personally.

Why? Because it was bad enough that he didn't have a good start with his other son, Trunks, he didn't want to make it seem like that he didn't love either of them, because honestly he did he truly did. They were his children, how could he not? He just had a harder time expressing his feelings towards Trunks because of the life that Vegeta had lived, sometimes even towards Bulma he has a hard time showing her that he loves her. Vegeta's a man that comes with a lot of patience and a lot of understanding that needs to be done, and that was something that Bulma and Trunks could give him… Kali couldn't. And he couldn't for his own personal reasons.

"Good I suppose." Vegeta commented softly, opening the door and stepping out into the blazing sun. Vegeta grumbled, kicking himself just then for forgetting to check the weather.

"High of ninety-two today."

Vegeta nearly launched himself off of the porch at the deep and wise sounding voice that he heard coming from the left of him, of course though, it was only Shoga standing on the porch and leaning against the house. Vegeta still needed to get used to his presence… everyone did.

Shoga was tall… well, maybe tall was a little too small for him. He stood at nearly seven or eight feet tall. His hands alone could cover anyone's face with ease, but he was still lean like any other saiyan. His hair was jet black and his skin tone darker than most, but not dark enough to think that he came from a tropical climate. Both of his eyes were half brown, and half green, indicating the DNA disruption that was caused from the venom of both the vemptyr and the werewuulf that had turned him. On the right side of his face, a scar that had started from the corner of his hair ran down his face, over his eye and continued onward down his neck and disappeared into the shirt that he was wearing. His face was strong and defined, like the rest of his body, and Vegeta was still shocked that there were clothes out there that could fit his large frame.

"Hn…"

"I apologize, My Lord." Shoga pushed himself off of the house. Since Shoga was so old and had been working underneath the royal family for centuries, it was difficult for him to break habits that had been embedded into his system, like calling Vegeta Lord, and Bulma Lady. It was something that they were all trying to break him out of, but right now, it was failing. "I did not mean to startle you."

Vegeta lifted his hand, almost like he was stopping the words from hitting him in the face. "It's fine, Shoga." He added, heading down the steps towards the gravity room. "Where's your mate?"

"Still asleep."

"Hn… that's right… you don't sleep."

Being part vemptyr meant that Shoga didn't sleep, but since he was also half werewuulf it meant that he was not affected by the sunlight. Some of his organs were no longer living and the others were still pumping. Do you know what that meant? Shoga was going to have a hell of a time trying to find something to feed him… and for awhile, he had found his food source on the planet earth. What was it? Vampires. Yeah, he killed and drank from the undead so that it kept himself away from the humans and less of a threat to those that he cared about.

Shoga followed Vegeta down the steps, moving at a pace that was much too slow for him but a pace that was normal for Vegeta. Getting down the stairs though was difficult, and Shoga had nearly fallen. He was lucky enough that Vegeta had caught the act just in time to turn around and catch him by the arm, steadying him.

Vegeta eyed the old creature for a moment. "… When was the last time that you've eaten?"

"That's not important." Shoga answered, staring right at Vegeta, trying to avoid answering the question. When actually, it was extremely important, Shoga had been around long enough to know how to control himself when he was extremely hungry. It was his decision, he couldn't drink blood from anyone, he didn't like being called a monster, or having to be put in the same category as one. He knew that in order to keep his strength, and to continue to keep up with his duty as a royal saiyan guard, he needed to feed. Vampires though are beginning to realize his presence, and beginning to realize that he was a hunter and he was coming for them, they started to behave themselves, which meant no one needed Shoga anymore to get rid of a vampire problem… which meant that he was going hungry.

When he was well fed Shoga was beyond perfect. He was stronger than everyone else; he could hear and smell everything, and moved faster than the speed of light. He was utterly perfect, with Shoga around, no one could get even three miles close to the house without him knowing about it. Now though, since he wasn't eating, his senses were beginning to dull, his ears weren't as sharp as they used to be, and neither was his sense of smell. To him, he felt like he was going mortal, but he was still much stronger than the rest of them.

Vegeta gave Shoga a funny look. It wasn't important that he wasn't eating? Of course it was. To Vegeta, Shoga was still very much a saiyan, and Vegeta – because their numbers were limited – he didn't like to see one of his own suffering. Besides, he and everyone else was aware of what Shoga actually was. But there was something that only Vegeta, Goku, and Rina knew about Shoga. During certain periods of the month, Shoga became as weak as an infant and as sick as someone who has cancer. He could barely move, and even though he was hungry, that was when all of his senses were in hunter mode and he craved blood the most. Why did this happen to him? Because of the two very different venom's that ran through his system. Technically, Shoga was half dead and half alive, one side of his heart – surprisingly – still beat, continuously pumping his blood through his system which mean that his organs were getting the poisons, and eventually, his body couldn't handle so much and it became weak. This system of his usually managed to happen during one week, but because he wasn't getting food, and he wasn't eating properly, it was happening to him more and more often, worrying everyone that was aware of Shoga's strange illness.

"Hn, alright." Even though Vegeta was worried, he had finally learned that fighting with the large man about it was pointless. He still had his saiyan traits, which meant that he still was very much stubborn. Vegeta turned away from him and continued on with his path to the gravity chamber, Shoga following him.

"Will Kakkarot be joining you today?" Shoga asked respectively, making sure that he stayed a certain amount of feet away from his prince.

"Yes." Vegeta answered, climbing up the stairs and getting to the door, turning around to face him. "Kakkarot, his daughters, and Goten." Vegeta crossed his arms over his chest. "It was his idea to train the children together on certain days."

"I remember." Shoga nodded his head. "He'd have them for a day, then you, and then together."

"That's right." Silence fell between them, and Vegeta uncrossed his arms. A look of concern sweeping over Vegeta's facial features. "You really need to eat something…" He said, taking a glance at Capsule Corp and catching the look on Shoga's face. "Bulma has blood in the infirmary you can—"

"No!" Shoga cut him off instantly, and when he had realized what he had done, Shoga took a step back and bowed his head. "I apologize my Lord… I did not mean to be so rude to you."

Vegeta waved his hand. "It's fine. Just tell me why not."

"You have no idea what it would do to my system." Shoga answered, standing upright, a look of seriousness washing over him. "I have been living on this planet for a very long time, my Lord. My body is used to the vampire blood and the strength that it supplies me… if I were to suddenly change my diet to something more…mortal like… well… let's just say that the end results would not be good."

Vegeta cocked an eyebrow up.

Shoga grumbled. "As in no one here would be safe."

Vegeta nodded his head slowly. "Alright…"

Shoga's head turned slightly to a noise that he heard coming from within the house. He turned back towards the Saiyan Prince and bowed his head one more time. "My mate is awake now. May I be excused?"

Vegeta sighed and turned his head away. "Go ahead, you don't have to ask me, Shoga." As soon as he looked forward again, Vegeta had realized that he was talking to nothing but thin air. A small smirk appeared on his face as he shook his head, opened the door to the gravity chamber and walked on inside.

xXx

It was still early in the morning, and at the Son House, the only people that were currently awake was Chichi – who had been up for a long time and was currently making breakfast – and Dais, Tapion's father. Dais, Minotai, and Tapion have been staying at the Son House while Goku and Dais build their ideal home just down the road from the Son's and even Gohan and his family. Why did they choose the planet earth to live on? Well… you see, Tapion and Areiko had fallen in love, and at some point in their life, they came face to face with a situation where the two of them were forced to bond together, making them mates forever. Everyone understood that they were young, but they were forced into it by Areiko's alter ego who went by the name of Lekira. She had given Tapion another kind of mark, the slave mark of a saiyan where there is a mental bond between the two of them and whoever bore the mark on their body was forced to listen to every single command of their master. They didn't want Tapion to have to be the slave to Lekira, so as soon as Areiko had regained control, she and Tapion had been told that bonding together was going to release him from Lekira's grasp, and they were right. Then again, they had been told that by Shoga.

Having four saiyans in the house wasn't that different for Chichi, but having three extra guests from a race that didn't eat much was something different for her. She understood how much she needed to make to feed her husband, her son and her daughters, but she wasn't sure how much extra she needed to make for the other family that had moved in. It was difficult, but she was getting used to it even though she was still trying to figure out how much food she needed to make.

Catie left the bathroom with her hair wrapped in a towel and her training gi on her body, which was all black. It was a spare that she had gotten from Areiko when she had first landed here. Chichi had offered to make her one, but Catie had refused. She wanted to keep using the one that had been given to her by the sister she never actually had. That's right, as soon as Catie had arrived in this dimension; her and Areiko were instantly close. They were close and told each other everything, at least close to everything. Areiko still had a hard time opening up to people, really the only person that she told anything too was to her mate, Tapion, but even that was a little strained. Why? Areiko didn't want to have been forced into bonding with someone that she wasn't sure that she wanted to spend the rest of her life with, it's not like they were soul mates and they knew that they were going to spend forever with each other. Well, now they were going to have to deal with it yes?

Catie walked into their bedroom to see Areiko still curled up asleep on her bed. She had a funny way of sleeping, at least that's what Catie thought anyway. Areiko was literally curled into a ball with her quilt pulled up over her head so that only the very top was sticking out. Her hair was surprisingly a mess even though Areiko went to sleep and fell asleep in the same position. Catie was pretty sure that if she was a bug, her bed and the way that her blankets looked, would be the exact way that her cocoon would be if she were morphing into some other bug.

"Reiko?" Catie walked over to the bed and placed her hand onto Areiko's shoulder, shaking her lightly. "Come on Reiko. It's time to wake up."

Areiko groaned and curled tighter into her ball, pulling the blanket completely over her head. "Hm… five more minutes…"

"You're going to make us late." Catie commented, walking away from the bed and to her dresser, picking up her brush and brushing her hair.

"Late for what…?"

"Training."

Areiko shot herself out of bed by kicking off the covers and then charged towards her closet, yanking out her black and gray training gi. She yanked off her pajama shorts and long t-shirt throwing the clothes onto the floor and then getting dressed.

"God! Vegeta's going to kill me!"

Catie blinked and then turned her head towards her sister with a bit of a grin on her face. "You know that we're training with Goku and Vegeta today right?"

Areiko stopped in her tracks and turned to look at her. Her eyes blinking. "…Did I seriously just do that?"

Catie couldn't help but start laughing as she pulled her hair into a ponytail shaking her head. Areiko grumbled and yanked on her wrist bands and then plopped herself down onto her bed and rubbed her face. Catie had noticed her and stopped laughing, looking at her as the entire mood of the room changed instantly. Catie pressed her lips together as she moved towards Areiko and sat down next to her. "It's… Lekira again isn't it?"

Areiko didn't say anything. She didn't want to admit it, but the reason why Areiko always slept curled up in a ball is because of the beast inside of her head. She was a terrible monster, and always screwed with her head. Lekira always proclaimed that one day, while Areiko was sleeping, she was going to take over and kill everyone that she loved and held dear. Lekira was the thorn in Areiko's hip that was never going to go away until she gave the beast everything that she wanted. She didn't want to do that. Areiko couldn't do that. She had a family and she had friends here. And that's exactly what Lekira was going after… everyone that Areiko knew and loved. Lekira was going to take over and make her watch everything, make her watch as she killed everyone...

Areiko sighed, rubbed her face and looked at Catie. "I don't want to talk about it." She said, standing up and walking over to her mirror. Catie's eyes never left her, watching closely as Areiko brushed her hair and pulled her long brown locks into a ponytail.

"Have you tried talking to Tapion about this?" Catie asked, standing up afterward. "Or even Dais? Maybe they can help with her."

"Catie, I don't want to talk about it."

"But you need—"

"Catie!" Areiko whipped around and glared at her. "I, do not, want too, talk, about it."

Catie just stared at Areiko for a moment, before she nodded her head. Before she could say anything else, there was a knock on the girls' door and then it opened, revealing a dressed and ready to go Goku. A grin formed on his face and he laughed a bit. "Looks like you girls are ready. It's good to see that we didn't have to drag you out of bed this time, Reiko."

"Heh, well, it didn't help that I had to still jump out of bed anyway."

Goku grinned, "I'll meet you two downstairs. Goten and I are ready. We're just waiting on you guys."

Catie and Areiko both nodded their heads as Goku closed the door. The two of them collected the rest of their things and proceeded to go down the stairs where they met up with Goku and Goten. The three teens placed their hands onto Goku's shoulders and waved goodbye to Chichi before teleporting off to Capsule Corp, but like always, Chichi got out the final word.

"Be back for dinner this time guys!"