Chapter Forty-Seven: The Destruction of Calmag Continues

Ginyu, his men, and his Girls were hungry, so the Ginyu Force
decided to raid a nearby city in search of some food. They saw two domed cities
in the distance, and after Mahogany had treated everyone's injuries, they had
decided to go to one of the domed cities for food. The Girls began to set up
camp on the island a few miles away from the shore while the Ginyu Force went
for food. Nappa and Eclipse remained behind; Eclipse wanted to be alone with
Nappa, and Nappa did not want to be associating with the Ginyu Force anymore
than necessary.

Eclipse was resting contentedly in Nappa's arms, with Nappa
reassuring her that she was now safe, especially with him. Eclipse snuggled
closer to Nappa, her turquoise hair brushing against his tough, muscular skin.
Nappa's large hands stroked Eclipse's back.

"I could kill Ginyu for putting you and the other girls in danger
like that!" Nappa declared angrily. "In fact, I should have gone on and done so
right then and there!"

"Don't, Nappa, please," Eclipse pleaded, running her slender fingers
along his face. "Captain Ginyu didn't mean any harm, honestly. You know how he
gets caught up in his work sometimes. He would never allow any of us Girls to
be hurt deliberately; I hold no grudge against him." It was a hard thing for
even Eclipse to say that, considering that most of her Girls were now dead.

"I don't blame your cousin, Mahogany, for being angry with him,"
Nappa told her. "I'm surprised that you girls didn't quit the Ginyu Girls on
the spot! I would have, if I had been you. Captain Ginyu is nothing but a
fool! If he ever does anything that stupid again, I'll-"

"Nappa, please," Eclipse said tearfully, for she had just remembered
her dead Ginyu Girls. She began to cry, and Nappa pulled her against him and
held her.

Nappa was trying to think of a way to comfort her when Vegeta showed
up. "Nappa, what are you doing here?" Vegeta hissed. "Why aren't you following
Jaden's team? And where are Journa and Raditz?"

Nappa forced himself back to reality, and he looked at his young
prince shamefacedly. "Um, Prince, the Ginyu Force ship exploded and six Ginyu
Girls are dead. And-"

"What does that have to do with following Jaden's team?" Vegeta
roared, caring very little about the Ginyu Girls and even less about the Ginyu
Force. "Why have you not followed them, Nappa? And why has my sister been left
alone with Raditz? Do you have any idea of what those two could be doing with
each other at this moment?" He looked angrily at Eclipse. "Woman, do you mind
leaving us alone? Go away until I am through with him," he told her rudely.

Nappa told Eclipse quietly, "Go wait for me by that tree over
there." He pointed to a coniferous tree in the distance, and Eclipse nodded and
left Nappa and his Prince alone, leaving them behind.

Nappa had a fairly good idea of what the Saiyan couple was up to,
and he secretly pitied Raditz and Journa. Nappa and Raditz did not always get
along with each other, but they were friends of sorts when Raditz did not anger
Vegeta. He knew that Vegeta would have preferred that he, Nappa, be Journa's
mate, but he felt nothing for Princess Journa except for friendship and respect
for her station as an Elite class Saiyan princess. He didn't see how Vegeta
thought he was going to keep Raditz and Journa apart, outside of killing Raditz;
Raditz and Journa had already formed a strong bond between them, and only death
could break it. Everyone else could see that Raditz and Journa were meant for
each other.

Nappa began slowly, "You know, Vegeta, maybe it wouldn't be such a
bad idea to allow them to become mates. Raditz and I are the only Saiyan males
left besides you, unless you count the Sastorian males, and I know you don't
want Journa to mate with anyone with Astorian blood."

Vegeta scowled darkly at Nappa. "Have you lost what little mind
that you had? I don't like Raditz one bit, and I like the idea of my sister
being with him even less! I don't care if my father did give Raditz elite class
status; he is the son of a low-level!"

Nappa said hesitantly, "Prince, I happen to know personally that
your father gave the consent for your sister to marry Raditz, if she wished, and
-"

Vegeta sneered. "That arrangement was only to be honored if Meat,
Kanassa, and Astoria had been cleared; remember that you told me that yourself.
Astoria still has not been cleared, and my sister could do better than Raditz.
I don't understand why you and her don't become mates."

Nappa flushed slightly. "Prince, I like your sister very much, but
I don't have that bond with her needed to be mates with her. And besides, there
is someone else-" he looked far away at Eclipse and smiled sheepishly.

Vegeta snorted contemptuously, "Her?"

Nappa grinned uncomfortably. "Who else? You said before that we
needed to continue the Saiyan race, and since Journa had bonded with Raditz,
then-"

Vegeta growled, "Oh, I don't care, Nappa! I may as well let those
fools be mates, but there better not be any brats between them until I destroy
Frieza! That goes for you and your little Ginyu Girl Squad Leader as well! If
we are to continue our race, we can't have Frieza threatening to destroy our
descendants." He glared darkly at Eclipse standing near the far away tree. "I
never thought it would come down to this: us Saiyans being forced to take women
of other species as mates. Journa and Raditz have bonded, much to my eternal
dissatisfaction, but at least she prefers a Saiyan mate. That leaves you and I
left to take women of other species as mates, and frankly, I can't myself ever
taking a woman of another species as a permanent mate. I don't understand what
you see in Eclipse other than her beauty; she's not even a warrior, but even you
have to satisfy your urges sometime, I suppose."

Nappa was grateful that Vegeta wasn't going to interfere with his
plans to ask Eclipse to become his permanent mate. He hoped that Eclipse would
agree; he was thankful that Eclipse's contract as a Ginyu Girl would expire in
another month.

Vegeta smirked at Nappa. "You better hope, however, that Frieza has
not become too attached to Eclipse; he won't be happy if Eclipse mates with you
exclusively. You'll be angering much of the Elite males also."

Nappa chuckled wickedly. "I don't fear the other Elite officers!"

Vegeta grinned. He didn't care for Eclipse, but it could have been
worst; Nappa could have picked an Astorian woman, and then Vegeta would have had
to blast him for his foolishness.

"After Frieza is eliminated," Vegeta said sternly, "you better
ensure that this woman can produce strong sons. There is no point taking a
mate, if she cannot give you children who can become strong warriors."

"When are we going to destroy Frieza?" Nappa asked.

Vegeta smiled slowly. "In time, Nappa, in time. We must ensure
that we are at our peak levels before we attempt to destroy him. I want to
become a Super Saiyan, and when I do, I will easily eradicate Frieza. He will
pay for my parents' deaths, especially my father's."

Nappa gasped in horror. "Frieza killed your father himself?"

Vegeta hissed, "Of course he did! I found out that nasty fact
overhearing a conversation between Balair and Dodoria. Oh, I also intend to
eradicate Dodoria as well; I have not forgotten that he killed my mother.
Frieza cares nothing for us; he is merely using us for his own purposes, but
that is alright, for we are using him as well."

Nappa was puzzled. "Using him for what?"

Vegeta chuckled. "To become stronger of course; we could not have
done so without the resources he's provided for us. I intend one day to test my
full strength against him, and he will be destroyed. Then I will take over his
empire and rule the universe myself! Well, it's time to go, Nappa! Kiss your
little Ginyu Girl goodbye; we have work to do; Jaden's team had probably already
beaten us to the capital of Calmag by now."

After seeing that Eclipse would be okay, Nappa and Vegeta flew into
the sky to find Raditz and Journa and Jaden's team.





Rendor

The ship containing Frieza's low-levels had arrived on Calmagian
soil, and their ship had landed near Rendor, the city that belonged to Lord
Alberm Dunlop. There were ten of them, and all of them were Upper Low-Levels,
the best of Frieza's low-level fighters.

Their leader was a Sistrai warrior named Taguar (rhymes with
jaguar), Balair's cousin who was a good potential for the Elite forces. Taguar
was yellow with red eyes, and he had been training hard and extensively for two
years to make it out of the low-level forces. Balair had trained Taguar
himself, and he had been disappointed in his cousin when Taguar had wound up in
the low-level forces. Taguar had begged Balair for a second chance, and Balair
had reluctantly, grudgingly agreed to do so. Even Balair, who had essentially
given up on his cousin once Taguar had not made the Elite forces, had finally
begun to believe in him again. Taguar was determined to make Balair, someone he
looked up to and admired, proud of him.

Taguar was the assigned leader of the Upper Low-Levels ordered to go
to Calmag. Frieza had assigned Taguar's team specifically to destroy the
Calmagians, and they were not to worry about capturing Princess Tayla unless one
of them happened to come across her. Taguar was the best low-level soldier that
Frieza had at the moment, and Frieza admired the young Sistrai warrior because
Taguar didn't waste any time. Taguar wanted to destroy the Calmagians and clear
the planet as quickly as possible.

The Upper Low-Levels, the crème de la crème of the low-level forces,
were all considered potentials for Elite status, and all of them were hoping to
succeed so that they could make it into the Elite forces. Taguar looked around
at the other Upper Low-Levels proudly; he had selected them himself, ten out of
the forty Upper Low-Levels altogether in Frieza's low-level forces. There was
Towanda, an Egimarian woman who had been distantly related to Sagash, and Flame,
a Gemstarian woman from the Leaden Tribe who happened to be Scout's younger
sister. They were the two strongest females in Frieza's low-level forces, and
Taguar was pleased to have them on his side; he was not as sexist as Balair and
most of the other Sistrai warriors were. Towanda and Flame were the only
females on Taguar's team.

Three of the other seven Upper Low-Levels were Dartmouth, another
Egimarian and Towanda's brother, Hapak, a Hycanese warrior with yellow skin and
bright green hair, and Druce, a Gemstarian male warrior of the Bronzen Tribe, a
tribe ranking just above the Leaden Tribe. The other four members were Bru, a
half-Reznakian, half-Hycanese hybrid who resembled a one-tailed pink Jaden,
Zaggan, and Holt, both Drydakians, and Zurch, a Rezdakian like Skale.
Taguar and Towanda wasted no time breaking the dome above Rendor with ki blasts,
and the strong fiberglass dome shattered into thousands of pieces, falling above
the people of Rendor. The low-levels quickly invaded the city, but as soon as
they entered, they realized that someone had already beaten them to most of the
people of Rendor.

Many of the Rendor citizens had been turned into diamond statues,
and the living residents were screaming and shrieking in agony, as they wriggled
on the ground, in terror because their vital organs had been frozen. The
survivors were dying slow, horrible deaths. Other residents were already dead,
and those dead bodies had claw marks on them, the marks of a woman raking her
nails on someone.

Diamonique appeared out of a bakery, dragging an elderly Calmagian
man by his long, gray hair. The Upper Low-Levels watched in amazement, as
Diamonique asked the man smoothly how he would like to die. Before the man
could reply, Diamonique stabbed his neck with one of her nails, and the man
began to die slowly in her arms, as purple blotches and boils began to pop up on
his skin immediately. His skin turned blue, and his eyes bulged and exploded,
spraying amber blood on Diamonique. The heartless Gemstarian woman kicked the
dying old man away, and she blasted him into ashes with a powerful ki blast.

Diamonique continued to blast the few healthy Rendor citizens with
ki blasts, causing their hearts to stop immediately, as their organs froze
quickly into solid ice. In a few minutes, before the Upper Low-Levels could
even kill anyone, Diamonique had successfully and swiftly killed all of the
citizens of Rendor single-handedly.

Taguar stared at Diamonique in shock, and Diamonique smiled wickedly
at him and the other Upper Low-Levels. "Aren't you all a little late?" she
purred. "There are other cities to destroy, you know."

Taguar turned to the others. "She's right; let's go on to the next
city and trash that!" The other Upper Low-Levels turned their attention to the
next domed city, this one called Hensley. Towanda blasted the dome over
Hensley, and she and her comrades swiftly invaded the city, chasing out the
horrified Calmagians.

Diamonique decided it was time for her to leave; Taguar and his
fighters could handle that city by themselves, and she had more important
matters to attend to.

One of the dying citizens of Rendor had chokingly confessed to
Diamonique that the Astorians were visiting the King and Queen of Calmag in the
city of Magan, Calmag's capital. Diamonique had stolen his electronic map from
him after she had killed him with her deadly nails. She had laughed when the
victim had declared that the Astorian visitors would destroy her for her crimes,
especially Shalila Chloe.

She found a small cruiser that resembled a sky-blue car without
wheels, and she climbed into the front seat. Hiding in the back seat was a
living teenage boy, and Diamonique swiftly seized the boy by his white throat.

"Take me to Magan," she hissed in a deadly voice. "Immediately. If
you take me there quickly, I may spare your life."

The boy nodded, having seen many deaths by Diamonique's cruel hands. The skinny
lad quickly climbed into the front seat of the car after Diamonique had moved
over into the passenger seat. The boy was scrawny, about the same age as
Prince Vegeta, but Diamonique decided that he was attractive with brown eyes and
red, curly hair.

The boy pressed a few buttons, and the car's rocket engines fired
up. The car launched itself into the air, and the car was flying in the air
before he and Diamonique knew it.

She wrapped her slender arm companionably around his neck and leaned her head on
his shoulder. "You're a handsome lad," she purred silkily. "I may keep
you as my lover when this planet is cleared. You should feel honored that I
have taken such an interest in you to allow you to live." She tousled his hair
seductively, and the boy grew uncomfortable, as he began driving his captor to
Magan. He tossed a frightened look at Diamonique, this beautiful, but evil
woman. Diamonique tasted his fear and relished it. She bit his shoulder with
her blue, crystal teeth, hard enough to make him yelp.

"That is a mark of favor, boy," she told him smoothly. She laughed
lightly in his ear, as the terrified boy drove the deadly beauty away from
Rendor.

The boy, named Dollan, forced himself not to watch the horror of the
neighboring city of Hensley going down in flames and terror. He could hear the
terrified screams of the dying citizens of Rendor's sister city. Dollan grew
paler than usual, and he tried hard not to cry.






Balair and Dodoria were frustrated that they could not find the girl
named Zilly; how could a weakling girl outwit them so easily? They were unaware
that Zilly had went underground through a tunnel, making her way through
Calmag's famous labyrinths that wended their way all around below Calmag's
surface. In times of war or bad weather above, the Calmagians used these
labyrinths to hide from trouble above, and Zilly had closed the door to the
entrance to the labyrinths.

Balair and Dodoria were unaware of the labyrinths, and finally they
were forced to give up their pursuit of the girl. They decided to start
destroying the Calmagian citizens on their way to Magan, the capital of Calmag.
Balair and Dodoria blasted away three domed villages with single, powerful ki
blasts; the Calmagians living in those places never had a chance to fight back
or flee. Within an hour, approximately twenty thousand Calmagians were dead in
all three villages.

When they came to the domed city of Halston, they were surprised to
find the Ginyu Force below the dome posing merrily for the citizens of Halston,
who were a captive audience. Captain Ginyu and his men had demanded that the
citizens grant them access to their city, feed them, and then watch them perform
their fighting poses. In exchange, the Halstonians would be allowed to live-for
now anyway.

Captain Ginyu was forcing some of the citizens to practice some new
poses that he wanted his men to try out later. The Calmagians being forced to
pose looked like amateur circus clowns, foolishly stumbling and tumbling trying
to please Captain Ginyu, so that he and his men would go away and leave them in
peace. Balair and Dodoria levitated in the air and watched the entire scene
with disgust and contempt.

"What is Ginyu doing?" Balair roared. "He and his men could have
decimated that city by now! What does he think this is-a traveling show?"

Dodoria sneered, "You know Ginyu; he and his men always have to show
off for somebody, whether it's their Girls, or newcomers. C'mon Balair, let's
blow these people away since Ginyu obviously isn't going to himself anytime
soon."

Balair grinned, and he blasted the dome open with a single ki blast.
The party that Captain Ginyu had forced upon the Halstonians stopped when he
and the others felt the shattered fiberglass crash down upon them. The
horrified citizens scattered in all directions, but the police force of that
village fired their laser guns at Balair and Dodoria, who just laughed at their
feeble attempts. Balair quickly descended into the city, and he turned into a
red mist once more. The vaporized Balair spread himself throughout the city,
and his misty form entered the lungs of one quarter of the Halstonians, forcing
them to expand and explode within minutes. Dodoria used his powerful mouth
blasts to burn away many more citizens.

Ginyu was furious, not because the people were dying, but because
his impromptu party had been rudely interrupted. "What do you guys think you're
doing?" he shouted at Dodoria, who had just burned away a whole street of steel
houses with his mouth blast.

"Doing what should have been your job!" Dodoria hissed back at
Ginyu, and with that, he blasted away another street of houses.

Jeice watched Balair and Dodoria in action, and he turned to Ginyu.
"What do we do now, Captain?"

Ginyu sighed. "C'mon, you guys. Let's join them. Lord Frieza will
expect this place to be destroyed anyway."

The men showed off their fighting poses before they joined Balair
and Dodoria in their destruction of Halston. Guido and Ginyu flew to the remote
part of Halston that had not been destroyed, and Guido took a deep breath,
causing time to stop in the area. Ginyu, who was one of the few creatures not
affected by Guido's ability to stop time, blew away that part of the city with
powerful ki blasts while the helpless citizens stood there like statues, unable
to move so much as an eyelid.

Within hours, Halston had fallen to Frieza's men, with the exception
of a girl, a boy, and their small sister, who were fleeing Halston towards the
wilderness. The girl had flowing brown hair and dark blue eyes, and her little
sister resembled her. The boy, the middle child, had black hair and green eyes.
They were almost out of Halston when Balair and Dodoria caught up with them, as
they flew in the air. Balair swooped down from the air and seized the oldest
girl from the ground, like a hawk picking up a rabbit. The girl screamed in
terror, and the boy helpless to save her, grabbed their small sister, picked her
up, and continued to run, but Dodoria flew down from the air and punched the boy
hard in the back of his head, forcing him to drop the child. The boy fell
facedown to the ground, and the little girl, no more than five years old,
watched in frozen horror, as Dodoria landed on top of the boy's back and cruelly
broke his spine with one foot. Dodoria then crushed the boy's neck with that
same foot, effectively killing the poor lad. The tiny girl screamed in terror,
too scared to run away. Her small, plump legs would not allow her to run.

Balair landed next to Dodoria, holding his captive tightly in his
arms. "This one's not as pretty as that Zilly girl was, but she'll do. What do
you think we should do about that brat?" he asked, looking at the small crying
child with contempt.

The older girl, no more than fifteen years old, cried out loud.
"Don't hurt her, please! I'll do anything you want; just spare her life!"

Balair grinned at the girl, with a lascivious, malicious grin that
sent cold shivers down the girl's spine. "Anything we want, eh? Well, guess
what, sweetness, you've been elected to entertain my buddy and I on the way to
where the Astorians are. You're going to make us both very happy, love. It's
been a while since I had a woman."

Dodoria looked at the girl contemptuously. He didn't think that the
girl was that great a beauty, and he said to Balair, "Too plain for me; you may
have her for yourself."

Balair laughed. "Well, that leaves more of her for me, doesn't it?"
Dodoria laughed along with him, as he approached the scared little girl,
grinning cruelly.

"Quillina! Help me; I'm scared!" the child screamed.

"Leave her alone!" Quillina exclaimed, crying. She turned her brown
head to Balair. "Don't let him hurt her, please! You can do what you want with
me; just leave her alone!"

Dodoria sneered at Quillina, hating her cowardice. "Do you know
where the capital of Calmag is? Is that where the Astorians are staying at?" he
asked her sharply.

Quillina trembled and nodded. The tears were flowing freely down
her pale cheeks.

Balair told Dodoria, "Dodoria grab the brat and keep her alive;
she'll be an incentive for my new plaything here to behave herself." He turned
to Quillina and whispered, "If you're real nice to me, and you take us to the
capital of your planet, we may spare you and the brat. Understand? Do not even
think of fighting me."

The scared girl nodded quickly, and then Balair bit her shoulder
hard to claim her, as Dodoria seized the little girl by her hair. He flew up
into the air, carrying the child by her hair.

"Quillina!" the child screamed.

"Julep!" Quillina cried. She shouted to Dodoria, "Don't carry her
like that, please!"

Balair told his friend, "Carry the brat by her waist!" He told
Quillina, "Tell the whelp to stop screaming and crying, for she's getting on our
nerves!"

Dodoria had Julep by her waist then, and Quillina told her sister in
as soothing a voice as possible, "Julep, sweetie, please don't cry, please?
We'll be okay, I promise, just don't cry or scream. They'll let us go, if we
obey them."

Dodoria shook his large, pink, spiky head in disbelief. He and
Balair had no true intention of sparing the girls' lives. The best that the
girl named Quillina could hope for was to become Balair's new whore in his small
harem that he kept on the Frieza planet where he was stationed. Nevertheless, a
little false hope wouldn't hurt them for now.

Balair and Dodoria flew off into the Calmagian sky, carrying their
new captives.