Blaze: Thank you to Aizen Bitch Curl for the advise, hopefully this revised chapter (it wasn't posted I was revamping before the review but none the less) is much better. To answer the question of 'Ra', Ditz is what I call someone doing something stupid and a cutesy pet name for such a well built Saiyan warrior just does not seem right. And before the question is posed it is pronounced like the Egyptian sun god. Please don't hurt Baby Broly, he's so cute.
Chapter Two- Present
Kreed lay between his lovers, completely sated, basking in the afterglow of amazing sex. He looked around the bedroom, their bedroom, to see how much it had changed from when he'd first moved in. When Raditz had found him, mentally shattered from years of abuse, the room had been a simple mahogany four poster in mauve bedding, now it was the same king size four poster, only now the bedding was black silk sheets, a matching duvet and what Raditz had frequently described as an insane number of fluffy red pillows. The matching mahogany dresser hadn't had a mirror on it because he'd smashed it in a fit of rage and didn't want another to replace it. Eventually he allowed his lovers to talk him into allowing them to replace it, but what he noticed most was that dresser top that had once been bare except for a small jewelry box was now covered with the items of his lovers', little things like brushes or trinkets but to him they were evidence of his ever changing life, things he treasured as much as the nights he didn't wake up alone in the prison of his youth.
Kreed smiled softly, running his fingers down his older lover's arm which curled around his chest, as he laid with his head on Ra's chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart. He then moved his to play with Broly's unruly violet tresses as he'd buried his face in Kreed's neck. It amazed him the power his younger of his mates exuded under his quiet nature, he was a legend among his own kind and yet he knew nothing of them save for what Paragus had taught him. It was barely morning, the sun just now peaking through the curtains.
None of them wanted to get up but with Paragus still hunting for Broly, they knew hunting him would become necessity once more. They'd stopped when he vanished from their solar system and ceased to care since. Kreed had other things to worry about if the bastard wasn't encroaching on his territory. Now he was back and Kreed was tired of worrying that he'd hurt the younger of his mates. "He's getting better." Raditz assured him, "he's learning to control it on his own now." He ran his fingers through purple locks.
"And for that we are both most proud. That bastard won't get him, Ra. I'll do it again." Kreed leaned his head back against Raditz's chest, utterly relaxed.
"Your death song will not be necessary, I'm sure." Raditz sighed, frustrated with the thought of their most recent pestilence "The very thought of you willing to use it after what it did to you last time, makes me want to kill him just so you won't do it."
~ Raditz returned to the house after a training session with the Pack, Kreed hadn't joined them no doubt because he was digging up bounties like they'd asked. Each one had his or her own style, but it was Logan and Rhiannon that he worried about keeping occupied. Thankfully their student lives and each other were keeping them busy enough that they weren't out causing mayhem. He couldn't figure out how Kreed remained calm with a crew like that.
"Kreed, are you home?" he called out, shrugging, 'Maybe he's sleeping, gods know he hasn't been well lately.' he went to the kitchen. That's when he heard it, singing, so he stopped to see what his new mate was up to. The words were in a tongue he'd never heard, and though the voice was beautiful, fluid and soft but the words though he couldn't understand them he could sense Kreed was upset, his tone full of malice. He followed the sound through the backyard and into the woods.
There in the clearing by the little stream Kreed sat on a large stone, the young Siren's favorite resting place when they walked the woods, his eyes had turned from ice blue to pitch black. He looked up at Raditz for a second, nodded a greeting but continued without falter. That's when he saw the man his lover held under his control, he was twice Kreed's size and looked like a professional killer. Yet with his voice alone the red head was willing this man to cut his own fingers off. "What did he do to anger my precious Siren?" Raditz moved toward Kreed, toying with a long strand of red hair.
"Someone sent him to kidnap me, demanding I make his employer my mate." Kreed answered, allowing the burly Saiyan male to wrap his arms around him from behind.
"So you are after his employer?" the older male kissed a trail from the juncture of his neck and shoulder, where he'd marked him as his mate, to his earlobe.
"Indeed, he's been informed that this will end when he gives me a name and a location to which I can find this mysterious employer." Kreed moaned before returning to his song. His captive made a foolish attempt to struggle as he was forced to raise the dagger to another finger, the smallest on his left hand and the only one left on it.
"I'd tell if I were you." Raditz nuzzled Kreed's neck.
"He'll kill me."
"The man who hired you? That I can assure you won't happen, however, if you don't start talking my lover here will continue to make you cut off body parts until there's nothing left but the fingers on that hand necessary to wield that dagger and the appendages on your face necessary for him to interrogate you, which would be only one of your ears and your tongue."
"I'll talk gods if you swear he won't come after me." The captive yielded as the blade dug into his pinky.
"Okay love, he's going to talk. Let him go." Raditz kissed Kreed's neck, as he stopped singing.
The captive told them he was to meet his employer in a bar and leave him in a locked room that would be paid for ahead of time. He didn't spare any details begging them to let him go. "You may leave, if you hurry a doctor may be able to sew those back." Kreed chuckled getting up and vanishing, Raditz right behind him.
"What do we do now my love?" Raditz followed him to the room where the meet was to take place.
"The bastard should be here any..." Kreed heard the door open, "minute. So you hired that idiot to kidnap me." He turned to see a well-dressed business man, one of the ones who'd not been there when he'd killed all the others.
"Four years has made you far more beautiful, mon petit fleur." The Employer reached out to touch him, stopped by Raditz who grabbed him wrist twisting his arm.
"Do not touch him" Raditz growled, twisting further to make his point.
"It's alright my darling; he cannot harm me any longer." Kreed stroked his tail before addressing the other man, "I am not your little flower Anthony, I never was." He took Raditz's hand pulling him to hold him as he had in the clearing, "I am his little song bird."
"I want one minute with him, then you can do whatever your heart desires my love, one minute is all I ask." Raditz twitched with rage as he imagined the horrid thing this bastard had no doubt done to his beloved.
"Not in this state and I know what your people are capable of in less than that. I will make sure he suffers to your heart's content." Kreed's opal gaze fell back on Anthony as he began to sing.
This time the song was somber, the words again in a foreign tongue, his eyes remained neutral, unfeeling. Raditz watched as the man's fingers began to contort, then his hands, wrists elbows and continuing through out his body. Raditz watched as this man began to bleed, from al visible orifices, no doubt caused by the song. He turned to Kreed who was relishing in the agony he was inflicting. It was perilously slow watching Anthony writhe on the floor unable to scream, occasionally choking on his own blood until there was nothing left, his eyes glazing over in death.
Raditz looked at Kreed whose eyes turned back to their natural icy blue as the red head began to sway on his feet. He moved to support him, no doubt exhausted from the amount of power it must have taken to commit to both the interrogation of the bounty hunter and the slow torturous death song that consumed Anthony. "It's over." Kreed mumbled collapsing into his lover's embrace. Raditz lifted him up, carrying him like a sleeping child, taking him home to the manor and laying him in their bed.
The next morning Raditz sat at Kreed's bedside, breakfast on a tray for when he woke. The red head snapped awake, terror stricken and in tears. The older male moved onto the bed, pulling him into his arms and letting him cry. For two months following that morning Kreed woke in the middle of the night in hysterics, the same every time he would try to sleep.~
"We'll do whatever's necessary to keep him safe, Ra. We promised him that when we found him."
"I know this Kreed, we will find Paragus and we'll end him permanently so he can't harm Broly any longer." Raditz kissed his temple.
-Training Field-
"So that's why Kreed was all gunho to help us find where Paragus keeps running off too." Trunks sat on a rock, "He's protecting Broly."
"And as a Siren he'll do everything in his power to do just that." Piccolo replied.
"What exactly is he capable of?" Gohan asked.
"Why don't we ask your uncle?" Goku saw Raditz approaching.
"The answer would be anything and everything, as he puts it music can manipulate any sort of energy in the universe." Raditz looked a little disheveled.
"Trouble in paradise?"
"Hardly," the older glared, "Broly's picking up on Paragus close by. It took everything we had to subdue him. He's done too well to ruin it."
"So you're taking care of Paragus in their stead?" Piccolo looked amused.
"You think I can't? And no, I'm making sure he's actually not on the planet. The way Broly reacted makes me nervous and Kreed's talking about using one of his songs to kill him."
"What the hell?" Vegeta looked confused.
"Sirens have death songs they use to draw people in to their death. The effect, their death, varies between victims."
"And there's something wrong with that?"
"No, but the toll it takes on the Siren is too great in some cases for them to handle."
**Kreed's Home**
Kreed sat in an armchair, Broly sat on the floor with his head in Kreed's lap. The red head was toying with the long violet locks, working on homework he'd neglected. Broly had been greatly upset, sensing his father so close and had put up quite a fight. Now his young lover was so tired Kreed dared not move lest he wake him.
"You have made a grave mistake Paragus." Kreed spoke, sensing the male's entrance. He never ceased running his fingers through Broly's hair.
"You are alone and my son will not wake." The older warrior smirked.
"Foolish saiyan, have you never met a Siren?" Kreed leaned down and kissed Broly's head, "To threaten the house of Hellfire Kreed, especially to threaten the younger of my mates."
"What is it?" Broly mumbled.
"Nothing, love, go back to sleep." Kreed glared at Paragus but kept his voice relaxed.
"Wake up boy." Paragus laughed.
Broly snapped awake ready to fight, Kreed rose with the grace of a well trained dancer putting himself between the two. Broly growled, poised to strike the second Kreed moved. "Kreed, get out of my way." Broly shook with rage.
"No Broly, be ready if I need you, for I will need you." Kreed turned on his toes and kissed him chastely, "I will deal with him now, and you can play with him later. After you and Ra play with me in a very different manner."
"You should call Raditz, he will be most unhappy he wasn't summoned." Broly ran his hands over Kreed's backside.
"I should, shouldn't I" he ran his hands down Broly's chest, "He's on his way now, should be here…right…now." Raditz appeared from thin air, "Welcome home Ra, we have a pest problem I bet you're itching to get rid of."
"You have no idea." Raditz growled.
"So take him to the warehouse and don't tell Rhiannon we have him yet. She'll want to play with him too." Kreed laughed as Paragus looked shocked, "You remember Rhiannon, don't you Paragus. You murdered her mother, Broly's mother, when he wouldn't give her up."
"I bet he didn't think we'd tell Broly about Rhiannon, his little sister. They haven't met yet because everything's been so chaotic since she returned last month." Raditz used ki-bond to neutralize his power before shackling him wrists and phasing out to dump him in their little dungeon under the training warehouse and returned home.
"We could've taken him now, and we'd never have to worry about him escaping." Broly spoke up.
"Now see, that's the warrior in you, my love, I was promised a whole day undisturbed. I even told the crew not to call on pain of a very bloody…" Kreed tilted his neck, allowing Raditz to nuzzle his throat, "cruel and torturous death."
"Besides, I left Breaker on watch duty. I made sure Rhiannon doesn't see him until we're ready to deal with him." Raditz shrugged, leading them up the stairs.
The red head moaned as his powerful warriors, teased him with kissed, playing with his long, straight auburn hair. He adored running his fingers through their long dark hair while the teased him, made him beg them for more. Here, with them, he was safe to acquiesce to any and all their desires. In their arms he feared nothing and no ones, they would never hurt him.
** POV Change**
Goku answered the door to greet a young woman, with blonde hair and hazel eyes. "You must be Rhiannon." He welcomed her in.
"And you must be Goku, I must say I see the resemblance." She smiled, he looked confused, "I went to school with Gohan and I babysit the little ones for Bulma on occasion."
"Rhi, thanks so much for coming on such short notice. I hope I wasn't interrupting anything." Chi-Chi greeted her, "Bulma gave me your number, talks about how great you are."
"It's not trouble really, my uncles are all crazy. Bulma said something about a double date and she was bringing her two over too and I had already planned on taking Pan for Gohan and Videl so it's really no trouble." Rhiannon ruffled Goten's hair, "We'll find something to keep everyone entertained. I just need to know if anyone's had dinner and bedtime routine for them."
"They haven't had dinner yet, Bulma said the same about Trunks and Bulla and no doubt neither has Pan yet. As far as bedtime it is the weekend so it's a bit more lenient, as long as their quiet I'd say let them fall asleep. Goten usually starts drifting about ten-thirty anyway if we're even gone that late."
"Same with these two," Bulma came in, Vegeta following after looking miserable, "Goku let us in, and Gohan is chatting at the door with him. Videl went set Pan down."
"She's going to take this the hardest." Rhiannon sighed, "She'll be like Bulla did the first few times I came over."
"Was it really that bad?" Gohan and Goku came in.
"Bless her precious heart, she balled her pretty little eyes out. Poor Trunks went outside to escape the 'Why did mommy and daddy leave us here?' it was heart wrenching." Rhiannon put her arm around the little girl, "But we're all better now huh Bulla?" the little girl nodded.
"Now we'll be back later okay." Bulma picked her up giving her a little kiss.
"But..But what if a bad guy comes? Daddy's wearing his nice clothes mommy." Bulla asked.
"Daddy will take care of them , huh hon." Bulma looked at Vegeta, "Daddy and Goku always get the bad guys don't they?"
"That's right, and sometimes big brother helps too." Bulla smiled.
"Okay we gotta get going," Bulma handed her off.
Once the three couples left Pan started in on her waterworks just as Rhiannon had expected. She sighed softly and went to the living room where the two older boys were trying to console her when she heard the door open, sensing it wasn't one of the parents she went to investigate, pulling a knife from her boot once she was out of sight of the kids. She rounded the corner to the door her weapon ready to find Bardock standing there. "Damn it, you had me worried." She growled.
"You're the babysitter?" Bardock looked surprised to see her.
"Is there a problem with that?" she put the knife in the sheath in her boot.
"You know my grandfather?" Goten wandered in.
"I do, we met while I was out of the country on business." She smiled.
"Is that secret talk for you were off doing whatever saiyans who weren't born and/or raised on this planet do?" Trunks walked in.
"Sort of, but I don't mix that life with this one. When I'm home I'm me, doing whatever, whenever, however and when I'm working I set everything aside to work." She massaged the bridge of her nose, "Now that this little scare is over, I have a four year old having a meltdown and four kids to feed. The help would be appreciated."
"Don't they pay you for this?" Bardock chuckled following her into the living room.
"I do it pro bono, I like these guys and I don't need the money." She came in, "Pan, sweetie, talk to me. What's wrong? You've never had this problem before."
"Lots of bad stuff's been happening, what if they don't come back." Pan sniffled.
"Pan, look at me." Rhiannon sat on the floor in front of her, "Your daddy has taken on people a lot bigger and a lot scarier than the bad man they're looking for now. I know you've heard the stories so many times. I know what you're feeling, I get it every time my uncles go away and they get it every time they leave me. When my mom died I went through a lot of problems, and I was a little older than you are now so believe me I completely understand. Your mommy and daddy aren't going to let anything happen to them or you because they love you and that love is so much stronger than any bad guy, the same goes for your grandma and grandpa too." She wiped her tears away.
"Are you sure?" Pan sniffled.
"Positive, and you know what else." Rhiannon looked to find all the kids paying close attention.
"What?"
"I got a phone call from your grandpa's big brother and he told me that the bad guy is locked up tight where he can't get away. He promised me he found him and locked him up and they're gonna make sure he never hurts anyone ever again."
After she'd assured them all was well she went to make dinner, while the older boys taught the two younger girls to fight. Bardock leaned in the kitchen doorway so he could see the kids and talk to Rhiannon. "Is it true?" he asked, "Is Paragus caught?"
"Yeah, it's true. Raditz had the guys ban me from the warehouse until we get to break him." She went about making dinner, then serving the kids up in the dining room while she and Bardock ate in the kitchen to continue talking.
"Is it true about his mate?" he asked.
"You mean my mother, yeah that's true too." She leaned on the counter.
"I can imagine the story's grown in the telling in the last several years."
"I don't want to talk about it."
"I understand, do you think the king knows. Now that most of our people were returned to the world of the living after that wish he'd want to know something of that nature."
"He has yet to make an appearance. I'll make sure to videotape it if he misses it."
"I think he'd want to help more than watch."
"Sorry if I have no sympathy on the matter, since it was my mother killed by my father who tried to turn my brother into a monster to kill the king and our family."
"Do what you will Rhiannon, but I'm just saying would it hurt to put it off a few more days."
"It hurts standing here knowing he's so close and I can't make good on my promise, so no I'm not waiting and no I don't care."
With that the discussion was dropped as Rhiannon returned to entertaining the children until they wore themselves out and started falling asleep watching a movie. The three couple returned about ten pm to find all the children fast asleep on various pieces furniture with Rhiannon cleaning up the toys and games they'd played with. "Thank you so much Rhiannon, we appreciate it." Gohan picked Pan up gently so as not to wake her.
"What are friends for?" Rhi smiled, "They were angels, and of course Bardock gave me a scare when he tried to sneak in earlier."
"Where is my father anyway?" Goku looked around.
"They wore him out, once they knocked out he went to bed." She smiled.
"Thanks again Rhi, you are a life saver." Bulma picked up Bulla as Vegeta carried Trunks, "We have to get these two in their own beds. Good night."
"Same with Pan, Videl can take her home, I'll escort you home. I know you flew, this way your uncles don't freak out." Gohan offered.
"Thanks, I'd like that. I do admit it's nice not being the only one anymore." She smiled.
Blaze: Now Broly's life is about to get tossed upside down, he's got a little sister and she's out for Daddy's blood and now he has uncles too. Wait until you meet her and the rest of the Pack. Please Read and Review.