Third Chapter. Enjoy

He felt immense pain, but he knew the pain would only inevitably make him stronger. She was the toughest opponent he'd ever face. And he gave it his all towards the end. She was strong and agile, the deadliest of combinations. The Ice she possessed made his Ki matched. No longer would he have a ranged counter. His blood excited over the possibility to fight again, but he required rest. Of course, his wounds were treated surprisingly as he was hauled in a wagon.

He suspected he had been out for some time. And now he would have to serve under his better. It made sense, but he wouldn't kill, not again.

He sat up, clutching his sides, as they burned and yearned to rest. He hissed at them instructing them to get over it.

"You're lucky to be alive." He looked over to find a fellow soldier, and officer actually. She held lime-green hair, with contrasting sunny eyes. An odd sight, but her body filled out her uniform quite well, to which most soldiers and men would gush. Salvis only observed, slightly taking in the woman's form. He gazed into her eyes. She found a similar look of pleasure from war. He only shook his head and smiled.

"I guess I am. Sure doesn't feel like it." The woman chuckled.

"The general likes to have playthings around. I guess you're the next." And all around the wagon, Salvis could see pets walking, admiring the presumably voluptuous form of their general and master. Salvis only found her enticing in the fight she gave and how she was the one to finally beat him after so many years.

The army marched on, as the conversation was quiet. Salvis had dozed back to sleep within half an hour. He'd managed to garner the woman's name at least. Sapphire. It was interesting.

"So..." he idly said as he finally climbed out of the wagon. He needed to move his body, even if it was still reeling in pain.

"When are we going to spar?" He asked to the former general.

"I don't think General Esdeath would approve of such a thing in your condition." Salvis only looked ahead to see the army still marching, and the pristine general on her horse.

Then there was a small quake, letting everyone around be prepared for a fight, only for it to be revealed that it was Salvis' stomach all along.

"Heh, sorry, anyone got any grub?" His rough voice penetrated the trained soldiers' stances, letting them relax and then scream at Salvis for putting them on such high alert. "I said I'm sorry."

After being denied any more food past the third bowl, Salvis left hungry, ready to almost willingly devour the horses. He marched past a few of the setup tents until he heard a rather shrill scream emanating from a distant one. For some reasons none of the guards reacted, but that didn't stop Salvis. And as he passed by Saphire she only shook her head. He truly was an idiot.

As he neared the screams intensified until one died out, and then another. One by one the terrible screams died out.

And then he saw something truly depressing to most, but more disturbing than such to him. The broken men and women, being tortured to death, quite literally. Some were deserters, others prisoners, but all were trapped under her boot, most being crushed by it. Some, eventually earn her favor and are ridden around like dogs, but Salvis could only ask what kind of life that was like.

Her smile continued the trend of disturbing, creeping him out as she began to talk.

"You got up earlier than expected. Did Lieutenant Sapphire tell you anything about my little times with her in here? I must say, she's almost as good as me when it comes to breaking down enemies." And Savlis curtly shook his head, wishing to leave as soon as possible.

And the mentioned woman came through the tent, bumping past his shoulder, with a wicked smile etched on her face. Salvis just turned and left. He heard laughing, screaming, excitement and torment as he left. Wicked women for sure, but he lost fair and square, and he would win the rematch.

That is until he found out how weak he was. The ice still grabbed his tail, latching to it and sucking out all of his Saiyan strength, reducing him to a shell of his former self. He could barely hold up a snowflake sized Ki ball.

And that's when he noticed the familiar trees. The fire burned in them, as screams echoed from his past. His village. They took him in.

He trekked through the woods until he walked into the clearing. With hundreds of graves in front of a decayed forest of previously occupied 'Trees' They were charred, barely standing, a permanent reminder of his failure. He clenched his fists tightly as a tear fell out. Those fucking bastards killed em' all, but why? He never thought Northern Tribesmen could just slaughter like Esdeath.

It made him question why old man Gohan died trying to protect him. Was he even worth it; he let his family die? Right? No his biological ones, of course, they were dead to him, but his true family. He kneeled in front of the old man's grave, marked with his signature wooden cane. Damn, did he love it.

"Gohan, I'm...I'm so sorry. I'm sorry mom...I'm a sorry dad." He let the tears come streaming down.

"Ah, so this is where you've been." Salvis wanted to crush the person so much.

"Do you take pleasure in killing so many Esdeath?" The woman walked up right behind the kneeling warrior.

"The weak die beneath the strong. Your village wasn't strong enough to survive so they died, it's all..." she quickly maneuvered to the right as Salvis barely managed to get a shot at her Jaw. Of course, it did nothing to Esdeath in his state.

"Shut up..." he murmured out. "You fucking excuse for death." Esdeath just shrugged.

"I suppose we are very different." She gazed up into the sky.

"The same thing happened to my village. It was completely ransacked by the Northerners. I was the only one to make it away. They were weak and died, it's as simple as that."

"What about your family...mother, father?" She shook her head.

"Weak, and so they died. And now I suppose I've gotten revenge, but the simple logic is the northerners were just too weak. And so, they fall beneath the strong." The philosophy was so flawed. But, he could see how she might've developed into such a monster; she was forced to.

"Esdeath." The snowflakes seemingly froze.

"Do you ever think about your home?" She stood there, seemingly thinking about it until she again shook her head.

"Nope."

Salvis got up, a slight teal tinge fading away in his green eyes. "Let's go. This place, it just reminds me of failure."

And so they left, as Salvis was grabbed and played with by Esdeath as she pet his tail, earning him a mix of pleasure and pain. He just ignored it as they trudged back, not a word coming out of his mouth.

Salvis had only come to realize the very woman who had beaten him, had healed him herself. And as he gazed over his stitchings and bandages in the wagon, he could see icy residue.

And they had arrived in the beaten city. The battered hole of oppression and poverty. It smelled of a chemical known as misery and a kindness known as death. Those who could escape would be called lucky. Salvis was livid as he saw the suffering people. It only reminded him of the past, of that day, except this time they weren't even put out of their misery.

And then he saw something that made his left eye twitch, it was a small girl, curled up and dying on the side of the road. Esdeath almost scoffed as she moved by the child, but Salvis stopped. Soldiers observed the Monkey Boy doing the unthinkable. He slowly kneeled down to the young girl. She had light blonde hair, and beautiful scarlet eyes. Her bones looked like they would pop through her decaying skin. Her face showed her cheek bones about to pop under any pressure and her breathing was ragged.

He let a tear drop; he'd never seen a child suffer so much. She looked at him, with an almost sincere look, nothing of begging, nothing of anger.

"Salvis, let's go." He heard the voice of the witch. And he ignored her. This girl...he had to help her. The girl was content with her life, almost like she was ready to die. She wasn't even given a chance to have her own; she was condemned to irreversible poverty on the streets without food or water.

Salvis took out his water cantine as he held her up. She weighed nothing, like a big paper figure. She looked like she was on her last legs of cancer, or under the effects of heavy radiation exposure; completely helpless.

He gently opened her dry mouth, which had scabs forming on her lips. He gently let it slide down as the girl made pipsqueak coughs and has as she hadn't ingested a liquid for quite some time.

She smiled at the Saiyan and he smiled back. And he heard requests to keep going. He broke off a piece of bread rations as he ignored them and began walking to the front of the column once more. He fed her like a baby; she weighed close to one despite being a little over 3 feet. She deserved a better life.

"Do you have a name young one?" She shook her head.

"How about Sylphia?" The girl took a second to think it over as they walked, and she slowly nodded in understanding.

"It-" she took a ragged breath, "It sounds nice." Salvis nodded as he rocked her.

"Get some rest." And she did, she fell asleep in the Saiyan's arms.

"Why would you pick her up?" The ice woman asked.

"Because, everyone deserves a chance at life; you may think differently, but to just let people like this little girl die in such a way is just too much for me to watch."

Esdeath said nothing as she turned. "You can think differently for all you want, but know this, I own you now and you are to obey my commands," Salvis said nothing as he slowly nodded. He knew she had a heart of ice, but she could change, perhaps maybe even for the better.

I would like to apologize to those who have been waiting for this. I get easily distracted, I won't lie, it's one of my faults. So updates will either be rapid or slow, it all depends on my span. I've been fiddling with other story ideas, just writing interesting beginnings to them.

I've done a few FoZ(Familiar of Zero) crossovers, a DB/OP crossover and even a Justice League and DB crossover. I've also been writing the FT/DB crossover as well. So It's not like I'm not writing, I just get easily distracted.

So sorry again, anyway some general info:

Esdeath can change, she won't be a constant static character.

Salvis has grown in power but is being suppressed.

The girl will be an integral part of the story, as not only a redemption symbol but as a symbol of the corruption wiping away over time.

The pairing will most likely be Salvis/Esdeath.

Tatsumi will be in the story.

Salvis is approximately 5'9" right now, but he's only 16 and Saiyans can grow after that. He weighs about 190lbs. And looks similar to a younger Vegito in a way.