*AN*
Having done a great deal of research. I cannot find a lot of credible sources that detail much about the Race of Hera or Bojack's gang. This being the case I'm going to come up with my own ideas and flesh the characters out more. The characters may be a bit OOC but to be honest none of the characters in Bojack Unbound were very well fleshed out to begin with imo and this is a fanfic after all so I'm not too worried about it lol.
*Warning* This Chapter contains a lemon. As it is a Mature Fanfic if you wish to skip the Lemon, I'll note the ending of the Lemon in bold!
-Two weeks later-
Zangya's eyes widened as she sensed a disturbance in the medbay of the ship. She shivered slightly despite herself. 'Bojack has awaken...' she thought to herself as she had to fight scowling at the thought of their 'leader'. As she had told Bido and Bujin there had never been any love or loyalty for her when it came to Bojack. It was just simply survival. They were the last of their kind and with Bojack you were either with him or against him and those who were against him didn't last very long. Despite this however she had tolerated their situation because despite their past actions and even their incarceration she at least had her brother at her side. Her older brother had been all that she had after the rest of their kind had been wiped out.
But now he lay in an unmarked grave on a dead moon all thanks to their glorious leader picking a fight with a warrior that was far stronger then they were.
She froze as the door to the lounge opened as Bojack along with Bido stepped into sight.
"Bido just how far away are we now?" Bojack asked in his normal gruff manner.
"At this rate Master...I'd say maybe a month and a half...perhaps less."
Bojack frowned. "I suppose there's no helping it. Once we've reached that world...I will personally crush that Saiyan with my bare hands."
"Well sir you're much stronger after that last fight." Bido pointed out.
Bojack snorted. "I can't remember the last time I've ever been challenged let alone defeated. However it wasn't all bad. Saiyans aren't the only race that grows more powerful after facing near death. But still even with this increase I'm not prepared to fight the Legendary Super Saiyan again."
"Then what is it we're looking for on this New Namek Boss?" Bujin asked as he roundend the corner into the Lounge, before bowing his head.
"There is something on this planet known as Dragon Balls. From what I could gather from the insect that was squealing...these items when brought together supposedly grant any wish. Now I've tortured enough people to know when people are lying...so it's simple enough really. We get to this planet and take these Dragonballs. Then I'll use them to make myself the strongest being in the galaxy. Besides as I hear it...there's a vacancy with the death of the Arcosians and their lineage. Emperor Bojack sounds nice don't it?" he chuckled as he eyed Zangya who stood quietly in the corner.
"What'ya think Zangya? That have a good sound to it?"
The orange haired woman merely bowed her head. "Of course Master. It suits you."
Bojack smirked. "Indeed it does. Now make yourselves useful and start training. I have no use for deadweight."
The three other Herans bowed their heads as they quickly excused themselves.
Bojack's gritted his teeth as he stared into space. "Super Saiyan...you had best enjoy your power while it lasts...for when I have my wish...I'll bleed you dry."
*BEGIN LEMON*
Nearly two months had passed since Lazuli and Trunks had left Earth and begun their journey to New Namek. At this rate the pair would arrive on Namek the following day. Since their departure, the pair had continued to push their training forward. Lazuli had made staggering progress, she was now even stronger than Cell's second form. A feat that had even surprised Trunks. It seemed that Lazuli's ability to train for a day straight at times allowed her to make up for the fact that she couldn't increase her power as quickly with each battle like a Saiyan. As for Trunks he'd increased his power level slightly, but perhaps more importantly he'd been maintaining his Super Saiyan state in and out of battle for the last month straight.
The pair were currently tangled once more in another duel. This time however the blonde was fairing much better. Even though in his now mastered Full Powered Super Saiyan state he held a clear advantage, he didn't have to hold back as much as he had when they first began their training. Though for the sake of their training he generally kept his power even with hers.
Trunks was wearing a black sleeveless shirt and Gi-Pants. The blonde on the other hand wore a light blue tank top and black formfitting shorts.
"Infinity Bullet!" Lazuli yelled as she fired a purple blast out of her hand just as Trunks retaliated as held out his hand at the same time as he quickly formed a golden blast between his finger tips.
"Finish Buster!"
The two blasts collided in a brilliant purple and gold explosion, before sending the two fighters flying backwards.
Trunks rolled to his feet after a moment, while Eighteen landed and immediately charged into him sending both of them sprawling to the ground. With Lazuli landing on top of the Half-Saiyan, before she quickly pinned him to the ground. The blonde whipped her hair which now reached the top of her back as she smirked down at Trunks between heavy breaths as she pressed her hands against his shoulders. "I win this time Big Guy..." she breathed.
Trunk's nostrils flared as he snaked his head upwards as he crashed his mouth against hers temporarily catching the blonde off-guard and causing her to lower her guard. Trunks quickly wrapped his arms around the curvy blonde as he pulled her up with him as he stood up. He lowered his hands to rest along the Blonde's smooth thighs as her legs were spread against either of his sides. He turned and promptly pushed her against the bulkhead as he stared at her with an intense look. "I think the tables have turned..." he said in a gruff tone as a chuckle escaped his lips.
She shivered slightly at this sound of his voice and of the feeling of his body pressed against hers. "You cheated..." she retorted as she extended her arms, her hands slowly brushing across his sculpted frame as she unconsciously bit her lower lip.
"Is that a complaint?" Trunks asked as he lowered his mouth as his lips brushed along her neck.
A gasp escaped the blonde at the sensation as she let out a heady quick little breath. "N-no..." she barely managed as she snaked her hands underneath his sleeveless shirt as she slowly drug her nails down his back.
Trunks let out a low hiss as he lightly nipped at the blondes neck earning another sharp gasp from her. He continued to kiss and lightly nip at her neck as he snaked his fingers down along her smooth and toned stomach. He felt her breath catch as his hand slipped between the waistband of her shorts as he slowly brushed his index and middle finger along her nether lips. He was rewarded by a needy sound from the back of her throat as she bucked slightly against his hand. He was far from an expert, but he continued to experiment as his fingers continued to lightly brush against her core. He smiled as he felt a sense of pride as he felt her wetness against his fingers. Gingerly his finger lightly teased the bundle of nerves, with each stroke resulting in trill from the blonde he held against the bulkhead.
He continued his ministrations for a couple of minutes until the blonde's breath against his ear became erratic. "Oh God...Trunks I...I can't take it anymore...I'm at my limit..." she whined as she began to buck against the Half-Saiyan's touch frantically, before letting out a scream as a wave of pleasure overloaded her senses for a few moments, before she went limp for a moment. Trunks laughed as he stumbled backwards a moment, before falling onto the ground with the blonde landing on him. Lazuli recovered after a moment as she stared at her lover.
"It's time for me to return the favor..." she mused as she crawled forward and pulled Trunk's shirt over his head, before allowing her fingers to trace across his sculpted chest, his abs and stomach until she snaked her hand underneath his pants, before wrapping her hand around Trunk's member. The half-saiyan's eyes widened as he let out a soft groan as he felt her hand slowly work it's way up and down his length.
"Super Saiyan indeed.." she mused with a smirk earning a faint flush from the Half-Saiyan.
Lazuli didn't stop as she slowly worked his pants down with one hand as she continued her ministrations with her other hand.
Trunks let out a growl in the back of his throat as he sat up slightly his hands wrapping around the back of her tank top, before with one quick movement a sound of fabric being ripped could be heard. Earning a huff from the blonde. "I liked that top..." she pouted as she stopped her caresses long enough to look at Trunks in the face.
The Half-Saiyan who had a slightly more intense look on his face than normal. "I'll replace it later..." he said as he wrenched the material off of her exposing the blonde's full assets. Lazuli shivered from the feeling of the air upon her skin and the look she could feel Trunks giving her as he stared at her intently. Nevertheless she coaxed the last of his clothing off as she continued to experiment as her hand brushed along his length all the while watching his every reaction to her touch.
Trunks grunted. "I want to feel your body against mine as one. Are you ready?" he asked as.
Eighteen shivered from the tone he was using. She slowly rose to her feet as her fingers hooked around her shorts and panties, before she worked each article over the curve of her hip. Before letting the two pieces drop to the ground leaving her as bare as he was. "I'm ready when you...Just be gentle this first time ok?" she breathed as her chest rose and fell in quick succession.
Trunks eyes examined every inch of her as he felt his chest began to hammer harder. She was truly nothing short of perfect. She had a slender waist, a flat and toned stomach, rounded hips and butt, Soft thighs, full yet perky breasts. Her skin was flawless save a few scars she'd earned no doubt in the last year, her eyes held danger and an exotic beauty all at the same time. Her blonde hair now splayed wildly to her back. He couldn't imagine a more enticing beauty if he tried.
He stepped forward slowly, before curling his arm around her as he kissed her passionately on the lips, he let out a deep chuckle as he broke the lip lock after a moment as he rested his forehead against hers. "I want this to be special. If I begin to hurt you...please let me know." he breathed.
The blonde in a heady breath responded. "I'll be fine big guy. Just take it easy till I say I'm ready.." she responded, before letting out a soft gasp as she felt his member pressing against her inner thigh.
Trunks nodded as he reached own his hands once more hooking along her thighs as he lifted her upwards, before he balanced her legs against his side. He took a step forward until her back pressed against the bulkhead eliciting a shiver from the blonde as the cool surface caused goose bumps to form on her skin. He stared longingly into her eyes as his member twitched as he adjusted himself and rested his tip against her maidenhood. For a moment the two simply stared at each other until Trunks offered her a warm smile. "I love you Zuli.."
The blonde's eyes widened momentarily before softening. "... and I love you Trunks.." she breathed, before stifling a sharp cry as he hilted himself deep inside her. For a long moment he didn't move as he waited for her to offer some indication for him to continue.
After a couple of seconds she let out a breath. "..I'm fine. The pain is receding. You can keep going."
Trunks bowed his head as he began to slowly rock his body back and forth as he pulled himself from her, before once again burying himself deep into her. The Blonde gasped with each thrust as she slowly began to buck against his gyrations.
After a few minutes of this Lazuli and Trunks had fallen into a rhythm as the Half-Saiyan bent his head downward his mouth once again finding her neck. As their movements began to reach a climax the blonde squealed as she felt the Half-Saiyan's teeth on her neck. Normally the gesture would have been odd, but in someway it only served to comfort her and push her closer to their inevitable climax.
With one final thrust the woman's legs wrapped around the Half-Saiyan as her womanhood clenched around his member as both Saiyan and Cyborg climaxed at the same time. A few seconds passed as Trunk's strength temporarily left him as he numbly lowered both him and his lover to the floor, before panting deeply as a large smile found it's way to his face.
"That was...Oh wow." he laughed as he reached out and curled some of Lazuli's hair around one of his fingers.
The blonde who was still panting smirked. "Don't suppose we could replace a couple of training sessions a week with this instead? "
The Half-Saiyan grinned. "Wouldn't be that hard to convince me. I think I found one thing I like more than training." he chuckled.
The blonde leaned forward crashing her lips against his a moment, before pulling away. "Glad to hear it. Now how bout we work on some more Stamina training?"
Trunk's lips twitched slightly. "What did you have in mind?".
Lazuli laughed as she traced his abs with one of her fingers. "Oh all sorts of things.."
*END OF LEMON*
Lazuli lay draped over Trunk's chest in their shared bed. Trunks had a peaceful tired smile on his face and even the blonde looked tired as she continued to idly trace circles along the Half-Saiyan's chest.
"I don't think I've ever felt so tired and yet content in my life." She mused as she smiled down at the Half-Saiyan who had finally released his Super Saiyan state.
"I know what you mean. I can say without a doubt...that was the best training session ever." he laughed as he leaned up and cupped her cheek, before brushing his lips against hers momentarily.
The blonde smiled as he pulled away. "You can say that again.." she mused as she touched her neck briefly, before starring down at Trunks as she promptly laughed.
"I think you left a mark lover boy. I wasn't expecting you to get that playful, but I'm not complaining. Just out of curiosity..where did that come from though I wonder?"
Trunks examined the small mark on her neck as he brushed the pad of his thumb against it. "I'm not sure really. I just felt compelled to do it. I guess you could call it instinct. I'm sorry for hurting you."
The blonde shook her head. "Don't be...I may look fragile, but don't forget I can kick your ass if you're not careful." she said, before her lips broke out into a grin.
"Besides...it was kind of sexy in the midst of everything going on." she mused, before offering him a playful little wink.
"You're incorrigible..." he deadpanned.
"And you love it.." She countered.
"Guilty as charged." he laughed as he stared out of the viewport and into space.
"It seems like a lifetime since we left Earth, but we should reach Namek tomorrow."
The blonde laid her head against the Saiyan's chest.
"I just hope for once things are simple. I miss my brother, Pan, and your mother."
Trunks closed his eyes as he allowed a smile. "Hopefully after tomorrow everything on Earth can finally begin anew. "
Ocarin tensed as he stared up at the ship that broke through the atmosphere.
Dende who stood next to him looked up warily. "Who arrived first? Is the ones we should be wary of ? or the ones who mean us no harm ?"
The Namekian warrior let out a breath. "Dende calm down and use your senses and you would know the answer to that."
Dende bit his tongue as he bowed his head slightly and closed his eyes. A moment passed before his eyes flew open. "Oh no. Their powerlevels are incredible and one of them in particular has such a dark presence. What do we do?"
Ocarin planted his feet in the ground. "Get Elder Moori out of here. If their here undoubtedly they seek the Dragonballs. I will deal with them. If they find you or Moori you could be used as hostages. "
"But what about you? Can you really fight them all?"
Ocarin's brow furrowed. "Dende I won't repeat myself again. Now go! I will do my duty or die trying."
Dende gritted his teeth as he bowed his head and without another word dashed off towards the Largets Namekian building in the small village.
Ocarin eyes remained focused on the ship. 'I could blast the ship out of the sky, but I could probably stall for more time if I talked to the occupants...of course that's if their willing to talk to me.'
A couple of minutes passed as the ship settled down directly in the center of the village, before the door opened and ramp to the ship extended. Almost immediately two males exited the ship. One was large and burly with an orange mohawk. The second was much smaller and wore a red shirt with a blue bandanna covering his head. A third figure emerged from the ship this one was a female with long orange hair. She took a position behind the other two and finally the largest of the members of the group emerged this one had a scar across his face and a bandanna in his hair as well. He folded his arms as he stepped forward, his crew stepping aside as he walked towards the end of the Ramp his eyes focused upon the Namekian.
"You must be my welcoming party. I'm gonna make you rare offer friend. I'm in a hurry myself and this planet seems worthless save one thing. I've heard of something your people call Dragonballs. Bring them before me and I'll spare this pathetic planet."
Ocarin frowned. "Sorry...'friend' but I won't let someone who intends to misuse the dragonballs have them. So let me make a counteroffer. You take your crew and leave and I'll be nice enough to spare your life."
Bojack guffawed. "Oh boy. You don't know how much I was hoping you'd say no. You see I've had a really bad couple of months and watching you be torn to shreds is exactly what I need. He chuckled as he stepped backwards. "Bujin...Bido show what the Galaxy Soldiersj do to those who don't kneel before me."
"With pleasure sir!" Bido said as he slammed his fists together.
"As you say Master..." Buin responded as he followed in stride with the other man.
"Zangya..." Bojack breathed behind her causing the woman to flinch slightly.
"Sir?.." she responded in a level tone.
"I want you to find these Dragonballs. Find any other locals you can and get them to speak up. "
The woman bowed her head. "As you say sir.."
"And Zangya.." he breathed as he grabbed her roughly by the arm.
"Don't let me down. It would be a shame to use the last Heran woman as a shield the next time I need one." he chuckled darkly.
The woman felt herself grow numb. 'He was unconscious...how did he? Unless Bido or Buin had said something.' she thought as she fought the terror she felt as she composed herself enough to speak. "I won't let you down."
"That's my girl...now go!" he barked as his eyes returned to Ocarin as he watched Bido and Bujin move forward to engage the Namekian.
"You know the one thing I enjoy about this place Android?" a voice boomed behind Seventeen as he ducked in between a narrow valley, before kicking off the ground as he tried to put some distance between him and his pursuer. As he came out the other side however he froze as he saw Vegeta floating in front of him with with a smirk plastered on his face.
"It's that I get to enjoy torturing you and every cretin in this place. In a sense this Hell is my paradise..." he laughed as he held out his palm as he collected a great deal of energy.
Seventeen gritted his teeth as the following blast slammed into him and shredded his clothes. He could feel blood seeping out of his wounds as his legs wobbled for a moment as he fought to remain standing.
When Cell had been killed two months ago the Cyborg had died alongside him. Ever since then he'd spent almost every waking moment being tortured by Vegeta or when he did sleep by the nightmares of what he'd done when he was alive. Every moment was a reminder that unlike what he and Eighteen had once told themselves, they were certainly more than machine. There would be no afterlife for him if he was still a machine and yet here he was in this undead never ending nightmare.
He couldn't help but offer a humorless chuckle as Vegeta stalked forward. It was so ironic...this was the very game he'd once enjoyed visiting upon others, but having it turned upon him...he no longer saw the amusement in it.
"...I'm tired of running Vegeta. " he spat as he held out his arms parallel to his body.
"Just end it already."
The Prince regarded him a moment, before he let out a mirthless chuckle. "Starting to finally understand aren't you Android? For years I murdered, destroyed and reveled in it. I won't erase you from this existence...that would be too easy. No I just wanted to shred what pride you had left and make you see for yourself how it felt to be hunted. Now live with that shame as I have..." he said as he flashed a dark smirk, before he turned and without another word left the Cyborg standing there battered and defeated.
Unlike what most seemed to believe. Hell wasn't just brimstone and fire nor was it just a prison for the damned. No it was a place where comfort was impossible to find, where the temperature was never to your liking. It was either freezing cold or blistering hot. You always felt hungry but never were quite able to fill that void and always felt as if you'd die of thirst and yet no amount of water would sate that need. Where one could sleep for days on end and still feel as if they hadn't slept in years. One could be cast down into Hell with their lover and yet no pleasure could be found in an embrace. The true Hell was a never ending punishment and reminder of the sins the damned had committed. For those who did sleep their dreams would only be filled with the worst nightmares that individual could imagine.
The wounded Android placed his right hand on his broken left arm as he began to move forward as he forced himself to keep moving. After a couple of minutes he found a small cavern. He intended to collapse inside however, whispers drew his attention. Instead he braced himself against the wall outside the cavern as he listened intently.
"...is an excellent start Doctor Myu. It will take much longer before we are done, but I am confident that once done she will be my greatest creation. Their will be no limit to her power."
"Our greatest creation Doctor Gero, but I agree with you...this android will have no limit in terms of power." Doctor Myu amended.
"Of course you are right, but we still have much to do." Gero mused.
Seventeen's eyes widened. 'That son of a bitch is still creating something even in Hell?' he gritted his teeth as he tried to right himself completely.
'Vegeta may now by out of my league, but erasing Gero from existence should buy me some points somewhere in the greater scheme of things.' he mused to himself as he forced himself to keep walking down the corridor.
'Eighteen...I hope somehow you manage to avoid this fate. I would not wish this place even upon my worst enemy.'
*AN*
And there's another chapter. I hope the Lemon was alright. it's been a long time since I've written one and I was trying to keep it tasteful. Also I want to credit Second Chances: Life of Raditz and a couple of other fanfics for the idea of Saiyan's marking their mates. I really like the concept of that. Anyways I know there were quite a view POV's in this chapter, but as usual if I do a POV outside of Trunks/Lazuli it's for a reason.
I really appreciate you all for reading as always and if you have any questions I'm going to continue to use the beginning of my chapters to answer any questions or respond to comments!