Release Me
Chapter 08
Shadows danced on the cell's walls and the female Saiya-jin felt uncomfortable in her surroundings. Chains were once more bound on her wrists, ankles and neck while she shivered from being exposed. Once again, she was a prisoner on Yanish's ship and she was attempting to assess how and when she had gotten here.
A cell door opened and she saw a tall, shadowed figure in the entryway; her only escape. She tugged on the chains in a futile attempt to get off the bed; however, they refused to budge and left her fate to whoever just walked into the room. The figure started a slow stride towards where she was bound on the bed.
"Ah, I like it when these sluts are bound on bed for me…" the figure chuckled. Goku redoubled her efforts to break free, but that was when the collar around her neck shocked her and forced her to fall back onto the bed. A scream of utter discomfort escaped her mouth and it only made the figure more aroused by this situation. "Let's see how long you can scream…"
"N-no… keep your hands off of me…" Goku fearfully whimpered while her thighs were parted. The male's dark chuckles at her futile efforts to protect herself were for naught as he positioned himself at her entrance. "S-stop… please…"
"NO!" The feminine screamed echoed around the area. Goku shot up from her sleeping position from the ground and looked around confused and still in the state of her nightmare. Half-expecting this to be a dream, she looked around before realizing that she was not in the prison cell and her memories began to trickle back.
'Oh shit!' Goku thought while she closed her eyes, fearful that she had done something she would have regretted later since she remember vaguely eating from Vegeta's hands again. Her hands gently touched her stomach and a wave of relief surged through her body when she realized that there was no child forming within her. This left one lingering question.
'Where did Vegeta go after what happened last night?' She glanced around and noticed a dimming fire with food still roasting from the heat. She knew he didn't go too far and brought her breakfast while she was unconscious. Not wasting anytime, she tore into the meal and ate in order to help the re-feeding process Vegeta had started. Mentally thanking him for the hospitality, but now, she found herself at a loss of what to do next before concentrating.
The steady flow of chi through her body allowed her to go aloft in the air a few inches from the ground and for the first time in over a year, she felt the innate desire to fly. Rising higher into the crystal blue sky, she basked in the feeling of weightlessness; knowing she could now call upon it without worrying about it faltering in the slightest. Now floating just high enough to get a better look at the island while there was daylight, she saw how far the forest extended until it reached the shoreline; making her realize she could do something besides spend the day cooped up in the house waiting for her next meal. Deciding not to wait for Vegeta to return, she headed out on her own to explore her surroundings.
'I still can't believe I kissed her…' Vegeta mentally growled for the hundredth time that morning while returning from his hunting trip. 'Still, what else was I supposed to do to make her snap out of that rut like that? Honestly, my father's probably rolling in his grave right now for doing something that stupid…'
Even while he mentally berated himself, Vegeta felt her chi moving towards the beach. For the moment, he didn't wish to bother her after what he had done unintentionally. He had made things harder for the female to trust him after that bold move and if she remembered anything about that kiss, he was sure she would get the wrong idea.
'Maybe this was a bad idea,' Vegeta assessed his situation. He had a female Saiya-jin, one that was hormonally out of control all because she had no idea how to behave like one. Until Yanish had gotten his hands on Goku, she only knew how to deal with her emotions as a male. Now that she was a female, her emotions were highly unpredictable and to make matters worse, she had no one to guide her through changes besides the perverts she escaped from.
Walking back to the campsite, the Saiya-jin prince was relieved that she ate the food he had left at the fire earlier. Burning the discarded bones to ashes, he set aside his latest kill and rekindled the fire to cook once again. For the moment, he would allow her to do as she wished and relearn what she was unable to do while in Yanish's clutches.
'Better get some training in,' Vegeta turned to the machine that stood outside of their cabin. 'That way, if Yanish comes for Kakarrot, not only will I torture him, but I will make him beg for death for messing with the Saiya-jin race.'
The waves splashed at Goku's bare ankles while she walked along the shore. She was in awe of the simplicity of the beach and explored the unmanned area. She noticed something shine in the sunlight and picked it up. It was a beautiful pearl-white spiral seashell that had a smooth texture. For the first time, she lifted it to her ear and listened while the wind rushed around it and imitated the waves crashing against the beach. To think such simplistic things like this could make her worries go away. She felt at peace for the first time since she arrived on Earth.
'I wish this could last forever…' Goku smiled softly while the smell of the ocean beckoned her to explore. Setting the seashell down, she ran towards the waves and laughed happily for the first time in what felt like forever. Despite her clothes getting dampened by the salt water, she pushed forward through the churning waves; getting deeper out into the water until she felt her feet leave the sandy bottom. Floating within the current, she leaned back and looked up into the nearly cloudless and endless blue sky.
It was then that the very blue suddenly morphed to the dead gray walls and she found herself on Yanish's ship. She felt her body heavy with child again while in the shadows, rich baritone laughter was heard. A chill ran down her spine while she felt a dark furred tail wrapped around her waist seeking purchase.
Goku knew without a doubt that this man was the Destroyer and for the first time, she felt utter fear that she had failed to escape her captors. They must have kept her drugged the entire time in an attempt to keep her from returning to her second home. Now, she was in his clutches and felt completely helpless.
"Soon, you will give birth and all you will be is another expendable fuck…" the Destroyer's voice echoed within the walls of the ship. Goku trembled while feeling the hot tongue lap at her neck. "…and all I need to do is ensure that you carry this to full-term as Yanish ordered."
"No…" Goku shivered. The very vision twisted when she suddenly felt her back collide against the rocks and jarred her out the state of delirium that she was in.
Regaining her senses, the Earth-raised Saiya-jin saw the waves and realized that it was attempting to throw her deeper into the jagged rocks. It was then that her power climbed while she made an effort to protect herself. A weak energy shield surrounded her while the waves buffeted the aura she unleashed. A few moments later, she released it and felt exhausted from the effort.
Quickly, she climbed up and over to the sanctuary of the soft sands before falling forward; eyes closing in sheer exhaustion from the effort that she had just put herself through. The nightmares of her past followed and left her vulnerable and alone.
Vegeta paused in his training when he felt Goku's chi rise fast before falling dangerously low. He shut off the gravity chamber and rushed over to the beach. What he saw was the unconscious female clutching the sand while crying out in both pain and despair. The very sand seemed like it was stained with blood and he rushed over to pick her up before nearly recoiling in shock. While it looked as though she was fine, her back was trashed from the impact that took place earlier; triggering her latest bout of nightmares. Carrying her back to the house, he removed the blood-ridden spandex before realizing the extent of her injuries.
'Fuck…' Vegeta mentally swore before going outside and re-opening the capsule house that he had tucked away.
Quickly, he entered and grabbed the first aid kit and a bowl of water before running back into the man-made house. Tearing a sleeve off his spandex outfit, he dipped it into the bowl and started treating the wounds carefully; taking his time to ensure that not one grain of sand was still in the wounds. After that, he took the bottle of alcohol and gently dabbed the wounds; earning a whimper from Goku.
Eventually before the sun had nearly set, Vegeta had pulled away from his work. Goku was laying there still unconscious on her stomach while most of her torso was covered in the white bandages. He had attempted to suture some of the more serious wounds to keep them from being irritated and to reduce any further scars from forming. She was pale from the blood loss; setting back her re-feeding with an added injury.
Normally, being injured during re-feeding was a bad idea for the body would accost to heal itself while still in basic survival mode. Nappa had warned Vegeta years ago to keep the one under re-feeding to not sustain any further injury. Unfortunately, the Saiya-jin prince had forgotten that despite his best interests in keeping Goku safe from everyone else, he had failed in making sure she did not injure herself. Making a tough decision, he abandoned her for the second time that day and rushed off to Capsule Corporation to see if the woman had even finished the task of developing the armor that Goku needed.
Eyes slowly opened and disoriented, Goku felt her body ache from an unnatural pain while the darkness surrounded her. Fear welled in her gut and she felt that she was once more naked, yet felt a strange contraption around her upper body. She touched her stomach and felt no signs of a child; yet, she couldn't shake the feeling that she was on Yanish's ship again.
Driven on the recent nightmare that plagued her mind, she shifted uncomfortably on her feet; ignoring the stinging protests in her back. Shuffling against the unusual terrain, she trembled in fear; instincts once more taking over while examining unfamiliar surroundings. Footsteps were heard on the alien-sounding floor and she lunged at the figure and tackled whoever it was.
"Kakarrot! Stop!" Vegeta's voice barked and instantly, the Earth-raised Saiya-jin stilled; uncertain how and why he was there. She glanced around in the darkness; surprised that it was instantly illuminated by a ball of chi before it was thrown. A fire lit the area and it chased away the shadows of doubt that were still running rampant in the haze she was trapped in.
Memories of what transpired within the last few weeks slowly began to filter through and it was then she realized that she was safe. The fear faded from her eyes; yet, the mistrust remained prominent as usual. Vegeta moved closer with the box in his hands. There was uncertainty in her eyes and she wondered what his motives were.
"Kakarrot… look, I had the woman make this…" Vegeta pulled out the body armor that came in two different pieces. It seemed fairly complex, but after donning the black spandex, he helped her ease the armor on. The top was similar to the old style with the straps while the bottom of the armor resembled a layered skirt. It fell to mid-thigh and seemed rather difficult to move in at first.
"I don't like it too much…" Goku groaned while feeling the flexible top of the armor cup her breasts in an unfamiliar and restraining position. To any other woman, the upper portion of the armor would be akin to wearing a bra, but since she had spent most of her life as a male prior to her change, she was uncomfortable wearing such a thing.
"You'll get used to wearing it…" Vegeta reassured.
"I'd like you to try wearing something like this …" Goku countered; tugging on the front of the armor in futile before it fell back to her natural curves. "I rather run around naked…"
"Kakarrot, as tempting as it sounds for you to run around naked, the armor is designed to protect you while you recover…" Vegeta mentally pleaded to any god that he didn't have a nose bleed at that moment from the very thought of her prancing around without clothes. Bad enough he found her like that, but now, the other Saiya-jin was putting suggestive images into his head just to screw with his restraint.
"Fine, I'll bear with wearing this until I recover…" Goku caved despite not liking the idea.
"Now that we're done bickering, we should get some hunting done…" Vegeta turned towards the door.
"But Vegeta…" Goku felt her stomach ache. "I can't hunt like this."
"You hunt or starve, one or the other Kakarrot," Vegeta demanded. He felt his own stomach grumble in protest, but didn't show it. "This is part of your recovery so suck it up and let's go."
The glowing embers burned in the fireplace by the time they returned to their house once they finished their evening meal. Vegeta retreated to his room whereas Goku moved towards the dying fire and sat down. She picked up a small log and put it onto the hot coals. It took a few minutes before the fire renewed itself. Sitting there silently, she watched the flames engulf the log; her mind once again slipping to the past.
Fire burned throughout the corridors while Goku looked around for an escape. It was prior to her life changing alterations when Yanish was still curious about the Earth-raised Saiya-jin and had 'carelessly' allow him to temporarily escape the prison he had been entrapped in. He was trying his best not to kill anyone and sent blasts in order to distract the other aliens; however, they had managed to tackle him to the ground. A needle pierced his skin and he felt disoriented from the drugs that pumped in his veins as he cried out in pain.
"Get off of me!" Goku yelled; struggling in futile.
"As much as I enjoyed letting this game, I feel allowing you to remain unrestrained would be unhealthy for the both of us…" Yanish's voice echoed behind the billowing smoke while Goku attempted in vain to raise his arm.
"You won't get away with this!" Goku roared angrily; the fire reflecting clearly in his dark gaze.
"I believe I already have…" Yanish replied while the drug making its way through Goku's body. It was then that he lost consciousness altogether.
A snapping sound from the fire brought her back to the present and she recalled the vivid memories of her failed escape clearly. Had she only been stronger, she probably could have escaped her captors and made it back before she had been altered by that bastard. Instead, Yanish had taken his pleasure in raping her then male body before the surgery and continued to do so daily until she became heavy with child the first time.
'No… I don't want to remember that…' Goku silently closed her eyes; the tears running down her cheeks. She felt arms wrap around her shoulder and she jerked uncomfortably until a soft purr emitted in the air.
"Kakarrot, it's alright…" Vegeta's voice rumbled softly against her ear. It was a sharp contrast to how he acted earlier when he gave her the armor and wondered briefly what his motives were at that time. Instead, she felt his tail wrap around hers and a foreign emotion filled her being; a feeling she half-feared, yet half-accepted.
"Vegeta, I don't want to fall asleep… I'll only see Yanish again…" Goku attempted to stay awake.
"Yanish has no control over your dreams… now sleep Kakarrot…" Vegeta promised while the purr vibrated against her back in a comforting way. Her eyes grew heavy and she surrendered to the dreamless slumber that she was promised.
The fire had long since burned out when Goku awakened the next morning. She felt breathing against her back and for a fleeting moment, she was afraid to move until she felt the familiar tail run against hers. She realized that she was still wearing the armor that Vegeta had brought and that he was still holding her in his arms in a protective embrace. A part of her screamed to leave because he could betray her at any moment; yet, another ached for something else that she couldn't find on the streets or while she was in Yanish's clutches.
Choosing the former decision, she gently pushed him off without waking him and ran out of the house where she felt the dew-covered grass against her bare feet. She didn't bother looking back at the moment because she felt a conflicting emotion inside of her heart that made it harder to deal with.
'Why? Why am I feeling like this? I shouldn't be here!' Goku thought while running to the edge of the forest. She had no idea where she was going, but for right now, she wanted to be alone to organize her thoughts.
Vegeta groggily woke up and realized that he had fallen asleep while holding Goku in his grasp during the night. Yet, when he realized that she wasn't there, he grew annoyed that she ran off without a word. Stretching his senses, he felt her chi in the forest nearby.
'Good, at least she hasn't attempted to fly off the island in her state…' Vegeta thought while rising to his feet. He knew that she still wasn't well off and it would still take a few more treatments until she fully regained her strength. Going off to the gravity chamber, he decided to keep a constant watch on her chi in order to ensure that nothing bad happened to her.
Elsewhere, Yamcha had begun his search for the elusive Goku. He secretly broke into Capsule Corporation to find out if she was still there; however, to his dismay, he found no trace of the female his body ached for. He wasn't deterred from the search and decided to review the surveillance tapes. Getting into the room was fairly easy after knocking out a few guards and stuffing them into a nearby closet. He went through the files and backtracked for clues before seeing Vegeta on the last video feed.
"How is Goku doing?" Bulma's voice questioned.
"She's recovering," Vegeta replied while standing in the window. "Did you finish the armor for Kakarrot?"
"Yeah, but it was difficult making the measurements without her here…" Bulma held up the armor.
"It doesn't matter as long as it's similar to the armor I wear," Vegeta casually waved off. Bulma put the armor in the box.
"I hope you earn her trust…"
"Kakarrot's had a difficult time in Yanish's clutches. It'll be a miracle if she manages to trust me by the end of the month."
"A month huh? Seems like a long time…"
"Compared to the year she's been off planet, it should be enough time to convince her that she has nothing to fear," Vegeta summarized.
"True, just be careful," Bulma kissed him on the cheek.
"I will visit periodically woman, so don't think this visit's going to be the last," Vegeta turned to leave.
"Where is she?" Bulma questioned.
"An island, it should be the ideal spot for her to readapt to being on Earth without the humans messing with her."
'An island huh? Sounds like my type of place to hunt…' Yamcha grinned devilishly before leaving the compound. Floating in the sky, he stretched his senses to find the Earth-raised Saiya-jin. The diminutive power was easily felt and the look on his face grew even more predatory. 'Seems like she's alone… I can't wait until she's moaning under my hands…'
Goku made her way to a lake and peered into the waters. She noted how the white and golden-trimmed armor complimented her body. The small diamond-shaped gap at her navel exposed the black spandex beneath the top and bottom portions of her armor. She had forgotten to wear the boots and gloves that came with her outfit, but then again, she didn't have a need to wear such odd accessories.
She felt someone approaching her and paled when she recognized it was Yamcha. Attempting to push her chi down as low as possible, she made her way behind a tree and hid while the former desert bandit landed in the small clearing where she was standing a few moments ago. He seemed glance around with a wolfish grin on his face.
"Oh Goku… come on out… I know you're nearby…" Yamcha cajoled. "I just want to apologize for the other day…"
'He seems sincere enough…' Goku thought. 'No, it's a trap! He's probably doing this to try to get you to come out before he does something to you…'
"I know you and Vegeta aren't getting along very well and thought you might want to spend time with me like we used to… you know, like old times…" Yamcha continued. The bushes gently shook and Goku, being gullible, emerged from her hiding place.
"How do you know?" Goku questioned.
"Come on, you two get along like fire and dynamite…" Yamcha joked. "I'm sure he's probably getting tired of you."
"I guess…" Goku glanced to her side; feeling nervous.
"Hey, look, I'm sorry for taking advantage of you while you were out alright? Let's start over like it never happened…" Yamcha secretly crossed his fingers behind his back. "I was drunk that night and couldn't remember what happened until Vegeta showed up ready to kill me…"
"Alright… as long as it never happens again…" Goku shook her finger with a glare at him.
"Never hun…" Yamcha teased. He moved closer to her and she smelled something that made her recoil slightly. "What's wrong?"
"You're wearing some strange cologne…" Goku felt dizzy; her head spinning. Something in her was making her feel odd and she felt her body become sensitive.
"It's something I just recently got," Yamcha smiled before adding mentally, 'Something I found while sneaking around Bulma's lab…' She leaned against him and sniffed again. It was almost like she was growing addicted to the scent similar to a cat being exposed to catnip. "Are you feeling alright Goku?"
"I… I feel weird… like I need…" Goku's eyes clouded over, her face becoming flush. Her tail gently ran against his thigh. "I need…"
"Yes?" Yamcha asked while the female Saiya-jin rubbed herself against his body. His groin hardened instantly when she released the familiar scent his body grew accustomed to.
"Yamcha…" Goku moaned in wanton. The desert bandit wasted no time pulling off the top portion of her armor and pushing her to the ground before peeling away the rest of it. At that moment, she was completely willing and he knew that he would have easy access to her body.
Before Yamcha could even get the Earth-raised Saiya-jin undressed from the spandex, a predatory growl rumbled nearby. Freezing, he had no time to defend himself when a blast obliterated every atom of his body; instantly killing him and taking away the lulling scent that entrapped Goku. She felt an empty sensation and began falling towards the ground; however, two arms wrapped around her mid-section.
"Kakarrot, snap out of it…" Vegeta turned her over, but found her completely unresponsive. Whatever the desert bandit was planning to do have screwed over her instincts because now, she was whining from losing something she should never have been exposed to. 'He undid all of that work in one fucking day… I know Kakarrot disproves me killing, but he had been warned.'
Picking up the unresponsive woman, he walked her back to camp; knowing somewhere in Other World at that moment, the desert bandit being sentenced for his insolence. He prayed that the bastard was sentenced to a lower hell where the favor of his actions would be returned to him a thousand fold.
To Be Continued…
