Destructive Games: Survivor (Pomegra)
I do not own any DBZ characters that you know! Thank you, Akira Toriyama for this wonderful universe! My characters, however, are mine, all mine! Lol
Chapter One: Doomed Survival
Heavy footfalls thudded into dark, muddy puddles as a female figure ran through the pouring rain, quickly outpacing her slower moving opponents. The red headed girl furrowed her brows in concentration as she jumped up onto the sturdy branch of a gnarled tree in a familiar small forest. Not breaking her stride, she continued her path, hopping from one branch to another, ever forward. Taking to the trees helped the girl cover her tracks from the hideous, biting creatures that had already claimed the lives of all of her platoon, including her commanding officer.
The sound of snarling, snapping maws found her ears as she landed in one particularly tall tree on the southern most outer edge of the forest. The girl looked down and childishly stuck her tongue out at the cluster of monsters still clawing at the base of the tree from previously in the day. This spot was one of her favorite lookouts.
Pulling off her pack, the Saiyan female soon settled down, her back to the bark of the great white tree on the branch high up in the cloudy, grey sky.
Pulling her old bag to her, she unbuckled the worn straps and flipped back the flap, revealing her prize for the day. She had to travel farther and farther every day just to find any food that wasn't tainted with the virus, and would soon have to relocate altogether, something she was not looking forward to.
The girl pulled three small, dead rodent like creature up by their long furry ears and began the mundane process of skinning them of their hide with a knife she found on a corpse long ago. Her thoughts wandered as the rain beat down on her; her fingers seemed to work of their own accord, driven only by the promise of food. Her deep blue eyes stared off into the darkening grey sky, watching the play of light through the obscuring cloud bank. The lightning crackled a brilliant white spider web network through clouds off to the east as a crackle of thunder boomed and reverberated strongly through the air. The view was as breathtaking as it was mesmerizing.
Be careful, Red, you are cutting into that leg too deep. That is precious meat you are wasting-
Shut! Up!
A certain Saiyan male's smiling, mocking face came to her mind then, as it always did when she was performing any mindless task that afforded her any small amount of "down time".
The girl rolled her eyes and looked down at her hands as her mind taunted her in his voice. She was indeed cutting into the tiny leg too deep. She pulled her knife free and huffed in exasperation.
I can't do this anymore, Riimu…
You have to-
No. I don't!
YES. You do.
No-
C'mon….you know I got your back, Red.
...
Always….
A moment later, the girl's chin dropped to rest on her chest and her shoulders bobbed from unheard sobs. She took a deep breath and stopped the sobbing before it really took hold of her. Her eyes stared blindly down into the pink rivers of water flowing from the carcasses in her lap; a slurry of both blood and rain that flowed freely as she sat numb. The monstrous wails of delight far below her perch were escalated as each hideous creature mindlessly clawed at one another to get at the scant drops blood falling onto them.
The girl felt the sting of tears prick the corner of her eyes as an unbidden memory of her fallen love came flooding back to her; to torture her yet again for the umpteenth time:
"What are we doing here again, boss?" A scrawny Saiyan soldier asked their commanding officer. Paragus halted his advance, growled and whirled on the shorter man, "We are here because our King said to come here! That…man-" he pointed a huge gloved finger at a smaller, canine like man with an elongated snout and brown floppy ears; he was shifting from foot to foot nervously at all the shouting, "needs our help, and since the King is into forging new alliances lately, we are here to help these people with a little pest problem. Did you get all that, soldier?"
The soldier nodded vigorously and backed away from the captain's intense, hateful gaze. Once the commander turned his attention back to the canine leader of this miserable planet, the soldier nudged the female standing next to him in the ribs and whispered, "Geez, he is more hot headed then usual, eh Red?"
"Beetu, you are going to end up on the wrong end of a galik gun if you do not learn to hold your tongue," the girl chided lightheartedly, never looking towards the other Saiyan, yet allowing a smug smile to grace her features. Her eyes were fixed stubbornly on the captain's back, and more importantly on his second in command as they talked to the weasel of a King, Muton. Pomegra didn't trust the sorry excuse of a man that came to their planet for aid. Everything about him screamed deceit, but she held her tongue, knowing her place in the class ranks.
"So King Muton, where are these atrocities as you so called them?" Paragus asked, his arms crossed tightly on his chest as his tail cut a lazy path through the air behind him.
"O-oh yes, c-commander Paragus, a ruff. Y-you see, my p-people tried to lu-lure them into a containment facility not too f-far from here. If you head d-due west of th-that tree line about five h-hundred miles, y-you should come across the pl-place, a ruff." The King's floppy ears waggled as he nodded his head in assurance. His speech was stuttered from his nervousness and even a Saiyan infant could smell the fear rolling off of him. The girl did not think it was fear of his monsters that had him so shaken, however.
Paragus nodded then turned his attention to his second in command, "Well. There you have it. What do you think, Riimu?" The commander studied his second's unreadable expression.
"Well commander, King Vegeta said we were to come clear out the problem, right? I say we go see just what these mutts created," the tall broad Saiyan turned then to address not only his captain, but also the thirty Saiyan soldiers behind him, "Surely these creatures are nothing PLATOON PAIN can't handle, right?" The Saiyan smiled with satisfaction at his comrades wild cheers of 'That's right!', 'We can handle anything!' His gaze fell upon each pumped up soldier, but lingered a moment longer on one red headed female who always used a deep scowl to mask her true emotions. Riimu winked at his mate's skeptical expression before he turned his full attention back to their leader, "I say we race to the west. First to this facility gets first blood!"
More wild cheers went up from the crowd of warriors as their commander Paragus uncoiled his arms and waved down the excitement, "Alright alright, enough. So we will go investigate. Riimu, pick two soldiers to stay and guard the ship, and King Muton. The rest of you, suit up, if you haven't already. We fly in ten."
The group snapped a salute and a hearty, unified 'YES CAPTAIN!' filled the air as they broke away. Pomegra stayed still as the rest of her comrades ambled away to get ready, her eyes still on Riimu. The red scouter fitted over her left eye gave her a detailed read out of her mate in front of her. Her arms folded and her weight shifted to her right foot as she waited to speak with him. Her tail rose and fell sporadically, a good tell of her impatience.
Ever since she first met the ambitious male in front of her, she felt drawn to him. After their first sparring practice, Pomegra knew her life would be entwined with his. He had the normal short black hair of a Saiyan, but it spiked to points in the front, often sagging low over his brow. His face was angled with a perfect jawline and dimpled cheeks. He liked to pretend stoicism, but that was just a clever ploy. In reality, he was different then most Saiyans. He was thoughtful and methodical about fighting, instead of the normal Saiyan battle plan of "kill first, ask questions later."
Pomegra found she had a lot in common with the man quietly forming a battle plan with the commander in front of her. She remembered fondly when he had first begun to court her a few years back. The then stunned Saiyan almost could not contain her excitement, even if she pointedly acted nonchalant about it. Pomegra sighed as her gaze wandered further down her mate's tight, chiseled body. Clad in the traditional Saiyan battle armor, his muscles bulged precariously, as if at any moment he would shred through the garment completely. She smiled briefly as thoughts of undressing him flashed through her mind while she stood and waited, growing even more impatient by the second.
Riimu finished his quiet talk with commander Paragus, then turned, smiled and launched a playful punch at the waiting female standing silently behind him. Pomegra easily evaded his gloved fist, stepped quickly into the space in front of him and kissed him chastely on the cheek.
"I still do not agree with this mission," she said quietly for no one else's ears. Riimu rolled his eyes, grabbed her by the shoulders, lifted her straight up into the air in front of him and kissed her hard on the lips with an overly exaggerated mwah.
After setting the red faced Saiyan back down, Riimu chuckled as Pomegra balled her fists by her sides and glared up at him, clearly unhappy at his display of affection. She thought the kiss she gave was bad enough, but she could not get used to her stubborn Saiyan lover's demand for open attention.
"Riimu," she started to scold under her breath, but let the words die on her lips at the sight of his infectious smile. She rolled her eyes instead and connected a hard punch in his left bicep.
"Haha, you worry too much, Red. Just go get ready to kick some ass. I bet I will kill more enemies than you this time! " The larger Saiyan male laughed heartily as the haughty female growled and glared, her mouth already forming her rebuke as he almost instantly maneuvered behind her and grabbed her in a tight embrace. While she struggled and could not break free, he whispered in her newly nibbled ear, "You know I got your back woman, always." He laughed again as she elbowed him in the ribs roughly before nuzzling back against him.
"Hahahaha ahaha hahahaha…"
*Ahaha hahahaha…*
Echoes of her lover's masculine laughter rang in her ears as streams of tears blazed their long worn path down her dirty, wet face. She choked back the sobs again welling in her throat and felt the tight knot form in the pit of her stomach. She ripped the skin violently from her intended dinner, symbolically ripping away the memory of her recent past and forced herself to focus on the current task.
A few minutes later, the lone Saiyan shut the flap of the pack, clutched her food source tightly, and leapt out from the tree. The slow witted creatures barely registered her movements, however, because she purposely dropped all the gutted innards of the creatures she had killed directly on top of them as she leapt.
Landing with as much grace as a fox, Pomegra took off running again, unable to fly for fear to alerting HIM of her whereabouts.
Barely slowing, the Saiyan survivor ran on into the rain, the sounds of snapping maws and howls of surprise blissfully fading into the pounding rain's hypnotic rhythm. Some of the worst creatures came out in the dark, and she had made it a rule to be inside her bunkerlong before the planet went black.
She knew that King was bad news from the first moment he arrived with his stuttered speech and overly flowery words. He reeked of trouble, but would anyone listen to her?
No. She was a Saiyan female and knew her place in the class order, but of course, none of that mattered now.
No, now her life consisted of day to day survival on this miserable planet with no hope for rescue. That dream had past long ago, along with all of her platoon mates, including her soulmate.
Pomegra grit her teeth as she neared her secret hideout. A large craggy mountain could just be seen through the foggy rain, but the girl knew where she was going anyways, deftly maneuvering the same stretch of land she had for some time now.
She vaulted a large boulder and ran headlong into a thick forest, ducking under a low hanging section of the matted vines, as she continued forward.
Once clear of the forest, she came upon a fast flowing river; the babbling current was almost deafening to the Saiyan' s sensitive ears. Taking a deep breath and shouldering her pack tighter, the weary girl made her way across the river carefully, using the same five stones to hop across unharmed. She smiled to herself for her never failing agility, but the thought brought along a pang of sadness too as her mind brought up the reason why she was so agile. Pomegra sighed as thoughts of a her fiery vixen friend flashed in a mind, all of which tugged at the corner of her mouth, and the recesses of her heart.
She is still alive, and no doubt looking for me, if she is able…we promised, did we not? I will NOT die here!
On the far bank, and with newly sparked conviction, the girl eyed the steep craggy mountain side and leapt fearlessly up to the ideal spot with the most hand holds. Her fingers dug stubbornly into hard packed rubble and with a quiet grunt, she pulled herself up. As quickly as she could, the agile Saiyan made her way up the side; left hand-left foot, right hand a bit higher up-right foot a bit higher up, pull, and repeat.
About three quarters of the way up, the girl could just make out the recessed alcove right above her. Biting her lip at the promised peace her little home provided, the girl tossed her pack up, then pulled herself up and finally rolled onto the narrow ledge. She laid still for a moment just taking in large doses of air.
Springing to her feet, the Saiyan elite warrior turned and looked out over the valley below her, both to make sure she wasn't followed, and to admire the rainy, misty atmosphere one more time before she shut herself in for the night.
She stood still for a long while listening to the distant wails of various mutated alien creatures crying out for blood mingled with the steady, falling pitter patter of the forceful rain. She soon turned away with open disgust and strode into the small cave. She set her pack down inside to the left of the entrance, then turned to the right and eyed the huge, heavy boulder that served as a door for her. The thick, tough material it was made from also proved a formidable barricade from the hideous night time creatures.
Once she heaved the large stone into place, she breathed a heavy sigh of relief. Another day done…
Pomegra set about her nightly chores, quickly gathering a few sticks of kindling from a large pile in one corner of the cave to make a small fire for her meal.
In the pitch black cave, her Saiyan heritage allowed her to see fairly well in the dark atmosphere. With a few well placed sparks from a pair of stones, the first wisps of grey smoke curled into the air as the smell of burning wood made her stomach rumble.
Let's see if you burn it this time…ahahaha!
"Tsk, you were the one who always burned everythi-" she started to say, then quickly silenced herself. No sense answering ghosts.
She set the small rodents on skewers and spiked them into the ground over the fire. With a roll of her shoulders and neck, she made her way over to the cave entrance to retrieve her pack.
Walking back to the fire, the female reached a hand down behind her and sat back on her haunches, extending one long leg out towards the fire while the other curled comfortably underneath her. Her tail uncoiled from her waist and laid on the ground, tapping every now and then lazily.
First thing she did was pull open a small pouch on the front of her pack. The anxious Saiyan bit her lip and held her breath as she pulled up on a silver chain. At the end of the chain dangled a tear drop shaped stone of a deep amber color. She let out her held breath as her eyes watched the stone pulse out a slow rhythm in a fiery red orange glow of comfort.
Damn right…I wonder how you are faring now, little vixen? I hope you haven't gotten that bushy tail of yours too dirty.
The girl smiled to herself, and her own tail twitched appreciatively at the joke. The girl sighed and closed her eyes, recalling her closest friend while her food continued to cook.
A petite girl with pointed black tipped ears and a red, black tipped bushy tail grinned a fanged grin as she crouched across from a young Pomegra, "C'mon, Red, you're going to have to do better than that," the new intern warrior teased.
Pomegra smirked and launched into a quick attack, barely missing the nimble warrior from a distant land. The girl is so quick! Pomegra thought as she tried attack after attack to hit the ever evading fox with increasing excitement.
"You are going to have to go on the offensive sometime if you hope to beat me, little vixen," Pomegra taunted back between each punch to the air, hoping to get the girl to attack so she could find a weakness. She spun with her last punch and caught the escaping fox in an equal grapple.
The two stared each other down, shining blue eyes blazed with excitement into black rimmed amber orbs of equal fervor. The two pushed off from one another and back flipped away to a crouch across from the other.
"What's your name?" The fox asked with a cheeky grin of satisfaction.
Pomegra grinned back as she coiled her body, ready to spring, "Pomegra," she called out as she rushed forward, determined to grab the fox this time.
"Ethne," the fox stated from behind Pomegra, sucessfully avoiding the proud female once initiation test started the girl's friendship, one that lasted until the two became eligible for missions. Unfortunately, friendship doesn't get you anywhere in a warrior society, so the two were soon separated.
Pomegra opened her eyes again, sighed and replaced the necklace in the pack. Knowing her friend was still alive gave great comfort to the struggling Saiyan.
Soon the smell of charred meat hung heavy in the air; the girl grabbed a stick and bit into the cooked flesh of one of the unfortunate animals. Her taste buds did not quite approve of the flavor, but her body greatly appreciated the nutrients. As a Saiyan, Pomegra normally had a rather voracious appetite, but since clean food was getting harder and harder for her to find, she was grateful for these few treats.
She ate the first mid sized rat in under a minute, them ate the second and third more slowly, savoring what she could, and drawing out the eating process to trick her brain into feeling more satisfied then she actually was.
There was a large makeshift bowl by the back of the cave with clean water collected in it. When she finished the last of her meal, the girl rose and retrieved the water bowl, downed the entire contents, then sighed as she resigned herself to one last chore.
Although she did not like to open her protected home after dark, the rain was the perfect time to collect more water. The Saiyan rolled her shoulders again , cracked her neck and made her was to the stone boulder barricade. She rolled it to the right just far enough to reach her hand out and set the bowl out on the ledge to collect the falling liquid. Satisfied that it would not topple over, she rolled the stone back into place.
Too weary for any more tasks, the girl finally settled down to rest. After shrugging lazily out of her soggy Saiyan armor, she made her way to the back right of the cave with a large yawn. She sank to her knees on a pile of soft leaves and straw then lowered herself onto her stomach. She buried her face in a makeshift pillow and sluggishly pulled a large animal hide over herself for cover. She was asleep as her face hit the pillow.
Unbeknownst to the sleeping Saiyan survivor, two figures were lurking out in the lower valley. When she opened the cave to collect the rain water, heat seeking eyes honed in on her location.
"Th-there, Commander," a nervous voice squeaked out, pointing up to the twinkle of light coming from the mountainside.
"Mmmmm…..so there you are, Red. You have eluded me for some time now," a large, grotesque figure smiled a ghastly smile as he barely caught a glimpse of the light on the mountainside. He turned to the smaller creature with him, "go get the bitors, my friend. Now."
"Ho-how many, my commander?" the meek creature asked hesitantly, fearing the larger man's formidable power.
The mutated man turned, his blackened monkey tail uncoiled menacingly as his arms did, "all of them." His face lit up in wild excitement, accentuated by the scales on the left half of his face; one golden, reptilian orb outshined it's black counterpart.
The small creature whimpered as his eyes went wide, "A-all of them?" He managed to whisper in disbelief. "But commander, surly you do not mean to-"
The large mutated Saiyan furrowed his brows and reached forward with a large hand and grabbed the creature by the neck. As he raised his arm, the creature rose from the ground and began to squirm with sudden terror. The commander looked at the creature with hate in his mismatched eyes, "NEVER question me! Go. NOW!"
He tossed the creature to the ground and kicked it in the ass to get it moving. The small lavender alien scrambled to flee back to the facility; to escape the mutant commander before he came to any more harm.
You can not hide from me any longer, Red. I am coming for you….WE are coming for you!
"Muhahahaha AHAHAHAHAHA!"
Bursts of maniacal laughter died in the sounds of the steady falling rain as the unaware Saiyan female got her last night's sleep on this God forsaken planet.
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Fists collided in the air, evenly matched. Knees found stomachs and shoulders, elbows found cheeks and ribs as the two Super Saiyan Gods spent the better part of an afternoon training. Grunts of effort and wails of pain could be heard, but both seasoned fighters were eager for more.
Goku chuckled as Vegeta connected a hard punch to his kidney, then he swept his leg under Vegeta's. Vegeta jumped and brought his other fist around towards his rival's face, but the quick man stopped it, catching it in his huge hand as he spun a roundhouse kick in retaliation. Vegeta growled, ripped his captured fist free and leapt back out of the way as Goku exhaled audible and kicked the air where he was.
From far below them, Whis gently tapped his staff down on the rocky terrain once and the two fighters instantly stopped their sparring match and dropped down to stand in front of their mentor.
"Oh my my, that was a good practice," the attendant beamed at the two battered, panting warriors.
"Heh heh, yeah that was pretty good, Vegeta," Earth's hero hollared out, grinning wildly as his hand migrated to the back of his head.
"Hmph," was the only reply the prince made as his arms crossed against his chest.
"Oi oi hey, keep the noise level down! What does a God have to do to get some sleep around here?!" A napping Beerus complained from his perch on a tree off to the sidelines. The God of Destruction opened his eyes lazily to regard the bunch through thin slits.
Whis turned to Beerus with a knowing smile, "Beerus sama, isn't it about time for that mission?"
The two Saiyans both perked up and turned their full attention to their mentor.
"Mmmm? Oh...right," Beerus sama yawned rather loudly, "But only one of them can ascend. See to it, Whis, I have more pressing matters to attend to, but bring me back some sushi when you get to Earth," The destructive God smirked as he closed his eyes again and nestled back comfortably on the tree branch.
Whis chuckled again and turn to the blue haired Saiyans, "You see, there is a small planet in the lower third quadrant of our universe that has become a dead planet. No life is on the planet and it needs to be eradicated. Beerus sama and I thought it would be good practice for you two to go destroy it." His smile broadened innocently.
Goku's brow furrowed as he scratched his head with one long finger and Vegeta stood still thinking.
Why wouldn't Beerus sama just go destroy it? Vegeta mused to himself. The third class spoke up then.
"Sooo, there's NO life on this planet then?"
The attendant shook his head and the half wit resumed his thinking.
"Why?" Vegeta asked, suddenly very intrigued about the whole situation.
Whis looked at him curiously, "Why what, Vegeta?"
"Why do you want us to destroy it?" He eyed the flamboyant attendant suspiciously.
"Oh ho ho ho, he is on to us, Beerus sama. Oh ho ho ho hoo," the attendant laughed. Vegeta knew his teacher well enough by now to know the white haired angel did that when the topic was to be discussed no more. Curious…
Goku pounded one fist into the other, "Yosh! I know! Why don't we just take some animals and people to the planet and make use of it? No reason to destroying the whole thing…"
Vegeta rolled his eyes and Beerus growled, his sensitive ears picking up the loud Saiyan's grating voice once again, "Grrr, it is a waste of space and needs to be destroyed!" He said passionately, springing to a sitting position with spittle flying from his mouth. He soon settle back though, content with the shocked look on each of the Saiyan's faces.
Whis sighed, "How about, the first to destroy the planet doesn't have to do housework during Beerus sama's next nap, hmm?"
Vegeta and Goku exchanged disbelieving glances, then looked back to the attendant with a new fervor.
"You better hold to that," Vegeta muttered under his breath as he flew to Whis, stopping to stand next to him. His rival joined slowly after, still a bit apprehensive it seemed.
Whis smiled, and with a gentle tap of his staff, the trio transported away; up into the sky in a beam of lights off into the vast emptiness of space.
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Author's notes:
Hey there guys! Long time, no see, eh? Well, a certain vixen has twisted my leg, and we have been up to something Ama-zing!
So, like this story so far? What if I told you there is another part to this story. Would you read it? The answer is HELL YEAH!
DemonessOfHelheim has written Destructive Games: Hunter (Ethne) which is the same story, but from Ethne and Goku's POV, where as mine is from Pomegra's and Vegeta's POV, with both telling an over all story.
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And with that, I hope you come back and find out what happens next! What will happen to this lone Saiyan survivor? Will Goku and Vegeta REALLY blow up a planet?! Find out, next time!
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P.S. I am aware Paragus is the name of Broly's father, but haven't you met more than one Tom, or Bob? Lol (honestly I didn't know until I wrote it…here I was thinking I was clever…lol, whatever deal with it *wink*)