"The Bounty Hunter"
By: Beloved/Shadow
Asteroid City was just a city that had been built directly into a rather large asteroid by some incredibly smart scientists many years ago after creating a device which made the large piece of metal and rock stay in one section of orbit. But because it was so remote criminals far and wide came there to hide from the bounty hunters and such. In a short matter of time Asteroid City became an untitled home of criminals and bounty hunters. It mainly had some sleazy stores, clubs, and bars where one could buy anything from armed goods to exotic drugs to slaves of just about any species and/or gender. Police didn't dare enter such a place since the asteroid was almost always on the move but they didn't see a point. The population kept changing and it was suicide to even think about invading the place. They tried everything but in the end they finally gave up. In the docking bay a sleek looking ship punched in a launch pad code and waited until the airlocks kicked in before the pilot and co-piloted stepped out. A woman with four arms snapped her gum as she watched the pilot head over to her and nodded.
"So how long ya staying?" she asked boredly, black hair trailing down her hair in dreadlocks and had several piercing on her face.
"3 days," the pilot said from beneath her hood, pulling a card fro her pocket and flipped it to her. "Just charge it here."
"Yeah yeah," she sighed, one of her hands catching the card and swiped it before handing it back to her. Another hand gave her a card in the shape of a triangle with a weird symbol printed on it. "Your ship will be held up on Dock 6 on Level 5. If ya gonna stay longer come back and let me know. If you leave early ya don't get ya creds back."
"I'll keep that in mind," she said coolly before walking off, her co-pilot following close behind. They floated down a long hallway due to the gravity of the area before landing at a metal door. The doors slid open and they stepped in with the doors closing behind. The young man looked nervous as he found them in a small metal box that looked almost like an elevator but a faint hissing sound was heard.
"Relax," the woman said, pretty much used to this type of thing. "The anti-gravity will kick in and the vents are just decreasing the pressure so our bodies can get used to it. Asteroid City's atmosphere is heavier than your planet's and the sudden change has been known to kill even strong people."
"You've seem to have adjusted well to this sort of thing," he replied back as the hissing stopped and a green light began flashing.
"I have a unique body system. Remember, stay close and don't stop for anything." Stepping forward she pushed the door open and at once was assault with the smell, sounds, and sights of the crater.
Asteroid City was once a lovely place ruled by science but now it looked like a dump. Neon lights flashed everywhere and reeked of trash and other substances. Men and women alike dressed in scantily clothing were arguing, fighting, or making out. It didn't matter on the gender or species they were just having a good time with no one to stop them. The man faltered a bit but the woman growled and grabbed his arm, pulling him after her. Once they stepped into the city they were instantly smothered by the other beings.
"Hey baby, looking for a good time?" a man slurred as he tried to grab at the woman. He was short, fat, and disgusting like a gross between a pig and squid.
"Hey there! Got some really good lasers here for sell! I can get you a good, cheap price!" a ratty looking person said, trying to sell his stolen merchandise.
It took a while to push through the thick crowds but they finally managed to get into a club that was pitch dark except for a small lamp in the middle of several round tables. The occupants inside looked up at they entered but seeing them as no threat. The girl pulled the man towards the back of the club and pushed him into a chair before sitting in one next to him. Once in the seclusion of the dark she removed her hood and shrugged her jacket off.
"I shouldn't have brought you here, you'd barely last one minute here much less three days!" she hissed at him, her attire from before they left and her hair in thick braids.
"I just want to make sure my father comes back home alive," he hissed back at her, removing his own hood but kept his jacket on. "I don't trust you just yet. And I still can't believe what you got me to wear."
"You have to look the part and despite how strong you are there are beings here that can kill you with a well-aimed laser or get lucky and stick a grenade up your ass." It took a lot of struggling but she managed to get him to wear a pair of black leather boots with a hidden dagger in the toe and silver spikes surrounding the ankles. Tight leather pants encased his legs, reveling strong muscles with a spiked belt around his waist and a foot long dagger strapped to his right thigh. He also wore a very dark colored fishnet shirt with no sleeves and fingerless gloves that had hidden, brass knuckles built into the material. Around his left upper arm was a tattoo of a serpent dragon wrapped around, the tail trailing down to his elbow and the head on his shoulder; yet most of that was hidden by the worn, dark colored trench coat left open but had tears and battle wounds with a large shotgun hidden into a pocket. His hair was now an ice-blue color and eyes were more of a lime-green color but he had a scar under the bottom eyelid of his left eye to make him more rugged. His hair was rather spiky and was tied into a messy tail at the base of his neck, several braids hanging free and tied with bits of leather. Along his right ear he had several silver hoops on the outer shell of his ear but a thin chain from the bottom earring was connected to the nose ring. He looked like your punk mercenary who cared for nothing but money and himself.
It took an hour to get him the way Coldfire wanted and when the others saw… let's just say Bulma nearly had an heart attack and everyone could only gape at him except for his sister and Pan who wanted to know if Halloween was already here. Sighing he sat back and looked around the place. "Now what?"
"We wait. Word is Boba Fett usual comes to this place for a drink and may look to find a buyer for your father. This place is ideal for slave traders."
"Dare I ask how you know that?" he asked. Coldfire wordlessly looked away.
"Because I was stupid enough to believe him when I first started this racket. He betrayed me by selling me to a slave trader," she said simply and glared at him when he began to apologize.
Their waitress came, dressed in a tiny outfit that threaten to split open but she didn't seem to mind. The outfit was a royal purple with spike heeled shoes laced up her knees, her skin a reddish color and had no hair except for a spiny fin extending from the top of her head, down her neck and ended at the tip of her scaly tail that lashed behind her.
"What'll be?" she asked in a scratchy voice, sharp fangs peeking out from blood red lips, her eyes yellow with slitted pupils.
"Black Dragon Breath and a Mercury Blast," she said. The waitress nodded and went to the bar to get their order.
"If we're going to be here for three days where will we sleep?"
"A place I know run by a 'friend' of mine. Besides, Fett will never bother to look for us in a brothel." She flipped the waitress a coin as she set them their drinks and took the glass that resembled a massive dragon with the wings and tails arched to form handles on either side of the mug. She slid the silver-blue drink his way and took a sip from her mug. "That's the mildest drink they have here but be careful with it. And if you have to puke do it the corner like everyone else."
"Right…" Trunks looked at his drink, watching it bubble before taking a deep breath and took a sip. The liquid felt like it was burning a hole on his tongue that he quickly swallowed it and clamped a hand over his mouth a second later. It felt like molten lead as it traveled down to his stomach and seemed to form into a rather large lump. But once he got over the taste it left a tingling sensation in his mouth. "S-Smooth," he croaked out weakly.
"You wish," she snorted but a smirk touched her lips. She took another sip but her eyes narrowed and she nudged him. Boba Fett had just entered the place and made his way to a table not that far from them. She said nothing but narrowed her eyes and nodded to him.
There was already someone sitting at he table and it looked like a fat man with slightly green skin covered in yellow warts with a thin, greasy mustache. His clothing screamed expensive and was holding the chain of a lovely young woman dressed in a revealing costume. A heavy collar marred her throat followed with a heavy chain. Behind them was a man that looked like he was part bull with his horns curved on either side of his head but on closer note the horns were chipped and all over his dark bronze body were battle scars. Two leather belts crisscrossed over his chest with another holding his baggy pants up. He also wore iron manacles on his wrists and upper arms then a thick, gold ring through his nose. Trunks blinked and slowly turned to Coldfire, asking silently if she knew them.
"Seth, one of the top slave traders here. He's the most powerful one and nearly all the mercenaries here are under his payroll," she said in a low voice.
"I take it he buys and sells slaves like that girl?" he asked in a low tone before taking another sip. 'Good stuff.' She nodded and took a deeper gulp of her drink.
"Pleasure slaves and warriors. He also runs the local fighting arena here. Slaves he sees worthless as 'toys' or too high-spirited he'll use them in fights and let people bet. But no one has ever beaten Diablo Rojo, the Red Devil."
"Let me guess, he's the unofficial champ here."
"And his most prized bodyguard. Just make sure you never catch his eye. He's almost as bad as his master and breaks slaves that give him a good fight in more ways than one."
"Pleasant place here," he said sarcastically before looking up. In stepped in a woman surrounded with some very handsome men dressed only in loincloths but had gold collars around their necks. The woman was also a looker with an hourglass figure, fire red hair falling to the floor, deep green eyes, and peach-colored skin. She wore some revealing clothing with jewels everywhere and didn't bother to show any decency as she made her way to the table. The toad creature, Seth, smiled broadly as he greeted her. He kissed her hand and they sat only to begin talking. Occasionally her hands wondered to freely grope her own men.
"Lady Venus but she's no more a lady than I am," she practically snarled, gripping the mug tightly in both hands now. "She's more into pleasure slaves but the two of them work as partners in the arena. Whatever you do stay here!" she hissed and slowly got up.
Lady Venus continued to grope her slavers contently, feeling their reaction to her touch. 'Men are all the same,' she thought to herself. 'Just give them the one thing that they all desire and they are putty in your hand.' She smiled as she listened to the fat blob blubber on and on about how important he is. 'If he called this meeting to brag about his money, then he will sorely regret it,' she thought through clenched teeth.
Suddenly, the conversation seemed to slide into a more interesting tone, which happened to be Boba Fett's job. "You have been given a dead line to bring me an acceptable slave. And your time is just about out. If you say the wrong thing, then you will be punished."
Lady Venus almost laughed as she noticed the sweat rolling down Boba Fetts' forehead. 'This ought to be good. Still, it would be a shame to get rid of such an attractive bounty hunter.'
"Actually," Boba Fett stated, quite determined to avoid his fate. "I do. I travelled to a planet known as Earth in the sector 7 quadrate of the galaxy. Tell me, do any of you recall the Dark Prince?"
The yellow man sneered at him. "Of course. The destroyer of planets in the Northern part of the galaxy. Who wouldn't have heard of him? There has been a bounty on his head for quite some time, say about twenty years?"
"What would you say if I were to tell you that I have found him?"
"I'd say you were mad."
Boba Fett smirked. Lady Venus was also intrigued with the news, but didn't believe a single word of it. "Fool. No one has been able to capture the Saiyan since the bounty was set up. How could a low level bounty hunter such as yourself have possibly captured him?"
"With my skill," he answered, giving her a suggestive wink. "He is currently being held in a heavily guarded area, and he is quite alive if I may add. He wouldn't pose a threat to us, but I definitely don't trust anyone else, and it's better to be safe than sorry." He laughed at the look of surprise that he received from both parties. "Of course it will take 36 hours to reach this place, but it is quite worth it."
Lady Venus and the yellow blob were speechless. This had been one of the biggest bounties in all existence and a lowlife had done it. Of course, they weren't too picky about their slaves, and this one seemed to be the most wanted, but of course both had their suspicions. 'I'll just have to get it out of him,' thought the lady. 'Even if I have to use my charm to do it.'
Meanwhile, a female in the shadows was watching the group. 'It appears that Vegeta is being held somewhere.' She approached her table and gained the attention of the Saiyan in company. "Let's go."
"Where are we going now?" Trunks asked.
"I have a lead that will lead us to your father. C'mon, let's go."
Boba Fett led the fat blob, Seth, and Lady Venus through the town towards his space ship. He smirked to himself, knowing that the bounty Cold Fire had been hired to capture had been taken from her so easily. 'Oh well. All's fair in love and war. It saved my ass.' He and his company continued walking, not realizing that they were being followed.
Trunks and Coldfire never allowed any of them to leave their sight. Trunks frowned as they continued to pursue them. "I don't get it. They're weak. I could take them on and get them to tell us what we want to know."
"Yeah, and then we'd get out cover blown. Do you know how many people are in this village alone? We wouldn't want the entire asteroid to come after us, do you? Even though you're strong, stronger than most people, it would be hard to fight off all of those people."
Trunks sulked. Indeed he was strong, but Coldfire did have a point. It wouldn't help matters if they both got captured. So in the meantime they had to play stealth.
They finally approached the spaceship. First, the two watched the enemy climb aboard, and then they followed, trying to look as inconspicuous as possible. It was going to be a long 36 hours before they reached their destination, so it would be better if they got comfortable in as discreet a place as possible. Boba Fett nodded to the pilot of the ship, who nodded back in response, starting the engines and preparing the spaceship for lift off.
Trunks and Coldfire had hidden in a storage chamber, where no one would bother looking. It was a bit of a tight squeeze but they managed. Occasionally the young woman would shove the young man away from her, growling at him but he couldn't help it. This was the best hiding place on the entire ship. The floor rumbled as the ship warmed up then they were thrown against the far side as it immediately launched.
"Trunks… move your hand before I bite your fingers off," she said coolly, resisting the urge to go through with her threat.
"What?" Looking down he realized that the sudden take-off had thrown him into her and one hand landed on her ample chest. Blushing he moved back as much as he could. "I-I-I didn't mean to land on you like that!!" he stuttered.
"… Just don't do that again."
The ship finally arrived at its destination, which appeared to be in the middle of a lake. Trunks and Coldfire exchanged curious glances. It seemed like they were nowhere. Then, they caught sight of an old prison like castle nearby. The ship landed on the very top and unloaded, allowing the passengers (both invited and stowaway) to step off board. They entered an elevator, which descended just before Trunks or Coldfire could enter. "Damn. We've lost them."
"Maybe not. We could explore this place, and maybe with a little like we'll find my father first."
"That could work. But we have to work fast. Follow me." Coldfire and Trunks entered the stairwell.
The stairwell was one of those spiral cases that seem to go on forever but rather than reaching down the steps they were going to take a short cut and jump down. However, there was no telling just how long a jump it was and what would be awaiting them at the bottom. Deciding to be quiet they began to head down the stairs. Walking in complete silence for several minutes Trunks risked his life and opened his mouth.
"How did you get mixed up in all of this?"
"… A mistake I made when I was young. I fell in with the wrong crowd and the people I trusted turned around and betrayed me."
"Boba Fett."
"He was the one to start it. Let me tell you a little story about myself, saiyan. When I was born my father and I did not get along. My mother was too busy with her courtiers and my sisters were under the watchful eye of their guardians that I began to make trouble. I made friends with the dragons and even demons but my father despised those from the land of the dead. When I learned how to fly I ran away from home and began to travel the worlds over. I had just turned into the peek of my life when I realized I wanted to try something new and at the same time have fun. I had heard about bounty hunters from several acquainted I've meet in the past that I thought to go into the business myself. But I needed someone to teach me.
"I meet Boba Fett after helping him capture a bounty he had been having trouble with. He saw in me great skill and so in a matter of speaking took me under his wing. He taught me all there was to know about bounty hunting, taught me about the machines and gadgets he used. He taught me everything I know today and more some. So I asked what I could do to thank him. In payment he asked for me."
"I don't understand."
"Think on it for a while saiyan. I gave him myself in return fro everything he taught me." She looked at him as the corner of her eye. Trunks pondered it for a several moments before realizing what she meet and his eyes went wide.
"You mean…?"
"I became his lover. I was so starved for love I didn't realize what I was getting myself into. Like any relationship going bad I thought it was naturally for the way he treated me. I never knew love even as a child except from my sisters but this was different. Everything seemed to be going so well until I grew to have my own way of thinking. After that things slowly began to fall apart.
"We would argue, and fight. Until I grew stronger he would always beat me then take me, leaving me scared after a few sessions. But the more we fought the stronger I grew. The last fights few had put him in a state of healing sleep because I had come close to killing him those times. He distanced himself away from me but that didn't make things any better. What broke the final straw was when I stole his bounty right from under his nose and took the reward in my name. He had worked so hard on that bounty and I came in and stole it in a matter of seconds.
"I'm still not sure how he did it but I knew I was drugged and the next thing I knew I woke up and found myself in the Seth's harem. Boba Fett has sold me as a pleasure slave but I was too spirited and rebellious. The few men Seth sold me too were all killed after a minute of being alone with me. It became so bad that I was turned loose in the battle arena. I made a name for myself there as Coldfire. The fire of fighting and hatred I had for Seth and Boba Fett was used during all my battles yet the cold as ice exterior I kept surrounding me heart, keeping all at bay. For the time I battled I was the Queen of the Battle Arena, a Battle Queen if you will. I was on top of the world and nothing could bring me down. Nothing… except Diablo Rojo."
"The Red Devil?" She just nodded.
"He was the first challenger I meet that had matched me strength for strength but had more skill then I. It took days but when he finally defeated me I was given to him as a prize. More than once I had tried to take his life but he would just laugh and take me, all the while I would scream at him before I fell into darkness. After that I had tried several times to kill myself but it never worked. He always seemed to be one step ahead of me. This living hell was my life for the next several years and each day I could feel my sanity slowly slipping through my fingers like water or grains of sand…
"It got so that Diablo would pretend I had the upper hand, just so I could be so sure I was winning then knock me flat on my back. That's when Venus came in and the two struck a deal. She brought in her warriors, wanting to see me work alone. The first time I didn't fight Diablo in years and I went bezerk. She had brought thirty of her best men and I killed all of them less than ten minutes. Normally that didn't faze the audience since they were used to deaths but it was the way I killed them.
"I was given no weapons but then again in the state I was in I didn't need any. I slipped into something I call Blind Rage; it's where I slip into the most primal of fighting where the strong survive and the weak die. With my bare hands and my teeth I tore many of those men to shreds just for touching me. Others I had actually let them bleed to death and one was so scared he was begging for forgiveness. I kicked his head so hard it was ripped from his shoulders and landed with a plop in Lady Venus' lap." She paused for a moment to chuckle softly as she relived the past. "I had never in my life seen a woman neither shriek as loudly nor jump so high into the air as Venus did. She kept saying about how the blood was ruining her dress and demanded for someone to find her silk to wear."
Trunks couldn't help but weakly smile at the image in his mind but his was a bit more comical and not as grotesque. "I take it she's the vain type."
"Very vain. At that rate I could feel the blood lust pumping through my veins that anyone who dared to stop me was killed. When Seth ordered the Devil to stop me I was so close to killing him but then my Rage was beginning to fade. I knew that if I lost and Seth kept me alive he would force Devil to make me have his children then raise them to fight. Fighters like me were used to breed like pigs in a barn. I hated it and then my only thought was to escape. I'm still not sure how I did it but I could feel a sensation. It was like I was burning yet freezing at the same time the next thing I knew I was actually flying away. I had grown dragonish wings and took to the air. Once I deemed it safe I hide and then fell into a deep sleep.
"When I woke up I found myself in the suite of Sergeant Anax of the Galaxy Rangers. At first I tried to fight but he showed me he meant no harm. So he trained me and after he lost his sight turned my training over to some retired bounty hunters and detectives that still worked for the Rangers." She shrugged her shoulders. "It's a living."
"But don't you ever worry about your family or vice versa?"
"… No."
"But you said you had sisters. Surely they must be worried about you."
"They don't."
"But-"
"Look!! My father wanted nothing to do with me, my mother was having too much fun with her suitors, and my sisters each had their own friends while I was left alone! I have been scared, tortured, branded and much more than your monkey brain could comprehend!!" she growled behind clenched teeth, threatening to just say something.
Trunks just watched her before swallowing and slowly nodded. "R-Right forget I said anything. Um could you put me down now?" he asked weakly, gesturing where she had gripped the edges of his trench coat and had actually had him bent over the railing of the staircase and that she was pressed into him.
Coldfire looked down at him for a moment longer before stepping back and released him abruptly. She was watched as he tried to regain his footing before continuing their trek down. He followed a bit behind her and the conversation of the woman's past and family was left at that.
Boba Fett led the two slave traders down a long hallway where empty cages were aligned. The area was musky and seemed to have a damp smell to it as Venus kept complaining but when they arrived at the cell at the end of the hall they just stared. There, chained heavily against the wall was the fearsome Dark Prince, destroyer of planets, and by known records the only Saiyan of royal blood left living. Vegeta. He was on his knees with his arms stretched at either side, chained tightly to the wall with a matching collar around his neck. His clothing appeared a bit torn and he was breathing deeply.
"Here he is, the most feared bounty that none had been able to capture until now." The hunter smirked as he led them gape openly at the biggest prize yet. 'And now it's time to see just how much they're willing to buy him for.'
"Hmm. How can we be sure it's him? No images could be seen of him since anyone who came across the Dark Prince was killed," Seth spoke up was stroking his greasy moustache. "And the images of him are all different."
"Oh but it is him. I would put my life on it!"
"Do not tempt me, Boba Fett."
"If nothing else he certainly is handsome enough. And if it is him just imagine the offspring! Powerful yet beautiful children!! Oh the money I could make breeding him to those lonely woman who would kill to have his child!!" Venus squealed happily, dollar signs flashing in her eyes.
"… Right… But I am not convinced. Open this cell door."
"I don't think that is such a good idea, Lord Seth."
"Those chains are secure, are they not?" The hunter nodded and entered the code for the doors to open. The lock beeped before sliding open and Seth stood directly in front of him. "Who are you?" he demanded.
"… Vegeta…" he replied in a low, almost drowsy sort of tone.
"Are you lying to me?"
"… No…"
"He sounds drugged." Venus wrinkled her button nose and pushed the fat toad aside to look at the captive. Reaching out she grabbed him by the chin, peering into his eyes. That's when she noticed the mark on her forehead. "What's this? A scar?"
'Oh shit I forgot all about that!' the masked man yelled at himself, thinking of some sort of lie to make up. "It's-"
"It's probably an ugly car. Nothing some make up and surgery can handle," she said off-handily. Smiling she leaned down and pressed her lips against his but after a moment pulled back. "Why don't you kiss me back?"
"… Because…"
"Because why?"
"… I do not associate with old hags like you…"
'Old hag?!?! I won the Miss Galaxy pagets during my entire life and only half the time I won without sleeping with the judges!!' she shrieked in her mind, falling back as she tired to find some flaw. 'Every man alive would kill to just look at me and this one--he called me an old hag!!!'
Seth laughed boldly as she slapped a hand on the saiyan's shoulder. "A good one!! How would you like to work for me?"
"… No…"
"No? I could give you anything your heart desires!!"
"… No…"
"Wealth! Slaves! Your own army?"
"… No…"
"You could be my most loyal bodyguard! Your name shall be the most feared of the entire known world!!"
"… No…"
"You could be the most powerful being to have existed!!!"
"… No…"
With each passing demand Seth was getting more and more agitated that he was literally puffing up like a bull frog. With an enraged yell he reached out, slapping Vegeta with his jewel encrusted fingers, cutting his cheek before yelling directly in his ear. "Then want do you want?!?!?!"
Vegeta slowly blinked, feeling the blood slowly seep down his cheek but none saw the evil smirk coming to his lips. Parting his lips he tasted his own blood, felt the stinging pain of the cuts, felt the crushing pain of the iron manacles keeping him pinned, felt the branding mark on his head suppressing his ki. Oh there was one thing he wanted right here, right now.
"… I want… your life…" Slowly turning to face the fat toad he gave him a feral grin with just a swift jerk of his arm ripped the manacles from the wall and rammed the toad's head through the bars of his cell. Pulling his other arm free he grabbed the old hag and hurled her at the man wearing the unusual armour and mask. "Give me your lives!!!" he bellowed loud enough to have his voice echoed all along the empty cages and cells.
Both Coldfire and Trunks heard this and looking at each other took off toward the sound. When they arrived they watched as Baba Fett's robot guards were torn to shreds by an enraged Vegeta. Lord Seth and Lady Venus were cowering in a corner, demanding to be saved while the bounty hunter was trying to shoot at him with his laser rifle but nothing seemed to be working. He was fighting purely by instinct and desire alone which made him very lethal. Boba Fett tried once more to fire his gun but the saiyan prince was moving too fast before he literally pounced on him, driving him deep into the floor.
"Vegeta!!" Coldfire ran into the area, tackling him off the hunter but was immediately kicked off. "Vegeta look at me. Do you know who I am?" she asked as they circled one another, him growling and her resisting the urge to fight him herself.
"… You…" he growled deeply, trying to raise his ki but the mark on his forehead burned brightly, keeping it trapped. "W-What have you done to me?" he cried out, holding his head tightly as he slowly dropped on his knee.
"I'll explain later but first we have to get you out of here." Looking around she hissed at the hunter as he glared at her. "Fett. I knew you were lower than a snake's belly and it proves it by associating with these low lives."
He chuckled as he stood straight and moved closer. "You should know. I sold you to them and before your little escape they told me you were quite good."
"You bastard!!" she growled before lunging at him. He seemed to have read her movements as he pulled out another gun and fired it at point blank range at her chest. The laser found its mark and sent her crashing into the cage before she fell to the floor, holding her arms over her chest tightly.
"Coldfire!! That's it you've gone too far!!" Trunks yelled at he flew out of his hiding place, directing to the hunter and with a mighty kick drove his knee into his face. The helmet scattered from impact and there was the satisfied sound of cracking bone before Fett was sent flying through the wall. Seeing more droids coming he quickly powered up, lifting his hands began to fire massive ki blast at them all.
Lady Venus was shrieking a the top of her lungs like a maniac, demanding to be saved but Seth was trying to call upon his own bodyguard that was still waiting for them at the ship. "Red Devil come in!! Do your duty and protect me!!" he screamed into the communicator before yelping in pain as a booted foot crushed his hand to the floor. Looking up he saw Vegeta looking down at him with a blood-thirsty glint in his eyes. He looked ready to rip his body limp from limp even as he reached down but was halted by a female voice.
"Vegeta stop!! You are under my control!!" the female hunter called out as she lifted her hand where the same mark on his brow was imbedded in the middle of her palm. She looked alright except for a rather nasty laser burn I the middle of her chest but she was ignoring the pain of it. Panting she made her way to him and pressed her palm against his head. Like when she first gave him the mark electricity surge though every nerve of his body, causing him to cry out in pain. He tried to pull way, o get away from the pain but he couldn't. All he seemed to do was wrap his hands around her wrist tightly, demanding her to stop but she was holding on strong. After several moments she pulled her hand back but opened her arms to catch him as he slumped forward. The mark glowed briefly before disappearing, leaving the skin flawless once more.
"Y-Y-You… I remember you!!" Seth stammered as he looked at her with wide eyes. "Y-You're the Battle Queen!!"
"So you do remember me. And now there's something I always wanted to do for all those years you had me as your slave," she growled while smirking. Slinging one of Vegeta's arms over her shoulders so she was holding him up with one arm, she reached down to haul Seth up by the front of his velvet coat so he was standing on his own feet before bringing her knee up as hard as she could between his legs. She continued to smirk as his face turned interesting shades of blue, purple, even a darker green as his eyes bulged out like a Neptunium Bull Frog before letting him drop to the floor. "That. They were right; revenge is a dish best served cold." She snickered as he clutched at his crotch with both hands but she didn't care.
"Coldfire!!" She whirled at the mention of her name but what she saw made her growl angrily. The devil himself had arrived and had Trunks in a strangle hold. One of his horns looked broken and he seem to be struggling on holding onto his prey.
"My Battle Queen… it is so good to see you again," the bull-man gruffed in a deep, booming voice. His muscular arms tighten around the half-saiyan tighter, slowly crushing his body and squeezing all the air from his lungs.
"Wish I could say the same, Devil."
"D-Don't worry about me…" her temporarily partner wheezed at her, struggling to breathe much less escape. "Get him outta here…"
"I can't leave you with this demonic bastard," she seethed behind her teeth but she couldn't' take on the Red Devil by herself. She blinked as she thought of all the people waiting for her to bring Vegeta back to earth. His friends, his family, his life… Images of Bra and Bulma flashed through her mind that she could feel the beginning of bitter tears wanting to streak down her cheeks in rivers.
"What this? Is the ever famed Battle Queen crying? That is to laugh!!" His laughed seemed to bounce off the walls, making her tremble in anger as she tighten her arm around Vegeta's waist, her other hand forming into a tight fist so that her nails dug into the flesh deep enough to draw blood.
"Trunks. I made a promise to bring Vegeta back home and I am a woman who does keep her word. Especially if for a just cause," she said softly but he could still hear her. Looking up he noted that her eyes were filled with tears even as she tried very hard to keep them in. "Your family and friends need him more than me. But I am not going to leave you behind." She offered him a very weak smile before looking at the bull and the ice mask fell into place.
"This is far from over Diablo Rojo. The next we meet, I will defeat you once and for all and then I'll be after your boss and that bitch partner of his."
"You think you can defeat me?" he scoffed.
"I know I can." A strange light seem to appear in her eyes even as she held Vegeta close before throwing down a small sphere at their feet. Keeping their eyes locked the sphere beeped before exploding. It released a brief flash of smoke and when it dispatched she and the biggest bounty ever were gone. But instead of being upset the devil smirked to himself. He knew she would be back and he would be waiting to claim her. Permanently.
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Author's Note: Took a while but I finally completed the next chapter. Sorry it took so long everyone. Many thanks to DBZ FanFiction Queen for helping me out. She wrote some of it and helped me get the plot along. So at least half of the compliments should be directed at her. Thanks Queen *grins* With summer school done for me I should try to finish these chapters sooner. And if any of you would like to see Trunks in his mercenary disguise let me know. I need to practice drawing men anyway. Enjoy.
