Darkest Night
Chapter 1: Survival
DragonballZ/SailorMoon
~Blaze

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A new story.. gomen to those waiting.. Truth is I have A LOT more ideas/stories to post.. and I'm slowly putting them on ff.net.. Plus... I think it was Adyen who had reviewed me and said that there weren't any good Dbz/Sm ficcies (tho I don't think that's true). gomen to those who object.

Set only in DBZ dimension.. Only characters of SM will be in it.. I'm still not sure whether there'll be Senshi's.

Disclaimer: I claim only the story

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"No, please don't," screamed the girl, her voice filled with terror and fear. She ran from him, trying to escape the inevitable.

Suddenly, she was grabbed brutally by the tail, the pain unbearable. Her body yanked to that of someone much larger than her. His large muscles evident through his armor, it was no wonder a small person as her couldn't ward him off.

She could feel him assaulting her, being handled callously like a sack of grain.

She clenched her eyes shut.

Please, she thought desperately, don't let it happen again. Please, I can't take it anymore.

The person before her sneered at her weakness, "look at you sniveling and scared. You call yourself a saiyajin? Hah! Why should I listen to you? You're not even strong... You're only useful for one thing."

With that said, the person proceeded to tear off her clothes.

Usagi fought the scream in her throat; tears coursing rapidly down her pale cheeks. This can't be happening, she thought wildly, he's my brother... It's not right.

She opened her eyes to the nightmare, Radditz face set in a malicious sneer, clawing at her body.

The sight before her brought bile to rise in her mouth. She forced the queasiness down, if she started she wouldn't be able to stop, and knowing that it wouldn't stop him from attacking her.

She hated when this happened. Every night, living in fear of what would take place. She hated herself, every night she wished she were a guy, cursed the beings that made her this way. Hated being used for her body, hated only being alive because she was one of the last females of the saiyajins race, hated that she was beautiful; that her own brother would rape her.

Most of all she hated feeling powerless, the seemingly omnipotent Radditz, controlling her every move.

Usagi could feel the raw muscles touching her in places she didn't want. Involuntarily she cried out, partly in hurt and pleasure, she loathed how her body reacted and betrayed her thoughts. She shuddered, recoiling as she felt his weight pressure hers, grimacing as a certain part bared down on hers. Usagi could hear his guttural laugh, knowing he was vastly amused at her dislike, knowing he took some sickened pleasure in her abhorrence to him, that sound was like a blow to her stomach.

In one last desperate attempt, she begged him, "Radditz, stop!! You're my brother, it isn't right!"

She struggled to get him off her, alas, not even moving him one bit.

Now angered at her defiance, he slapped at her. "I don't fucking care! You're nothing but a slut. Someone to use."

She cringed in his anger. Usagi had always been the strange one. Having no thirst for fighting, perhaps it was because she was so weak she couldn't fight. Then again, no one bothered to train or teach her.

Desperately, she thought of something else as Radditz continued to do what he pleased. Occasionally crying out in pain or pleasure, the pain came much more frequently, tearing at her insides and bruising her skin.

After the ordeal was over, left like useless garbage, Usagi curled up. Tears still flowing and harsh sobs echoed the room. She felt so dirty, knew she would never be clean.

Vaguely, she heard the cruel smirking voice of Radditz speak, "Bitch, clean up. Frieza-sama and the Prince are coming."

The prince, she thought bitterly, imagining the luxuries bestowed upon him, while she lived with her sadistic brother who tortured her beyond anything imaginable.

"Onna!! Did you hear me," she grunted painfully as she was kicked viciously on the side, "get up! Wash yourself."

Obeying his command, Usagi got up, her brown tail limping lifelessly by her leg, too weak to curl to her hips. Slowly, she walked to her chambers, the room she was confined to. The burning between her legs made her twinge in pain.

He had been much too rough tonight.

Understandably, after she heard him mutter darkly about going to some dust ball of a planet called Earth.

Good, she wouldn't have to hate the night for so long.

Usagi got in the showers, scrubbing thoroughly at her flesh, wanting, wishing, the dirty feeling would wash off. She shuddered, it would never come off: she was tainted, never able to be clean of the deeds done to her.

Tears welled up, much as she had loved her father, she hated him; hated him for leaving her in the care of her brother Radditz.

~Flashback~

"Musuko!" Barked Bardock, waiting impatiently for his son.

Radditz sauntered in the room, not caring to oblige to his father's command. After all, he was stronger than his lower class father.

"This is your sister, make sure she lives." Came the unmistakable order of her father.

Her brother didn't even deign him with a response, just looked at her with unsettling eyes.

Usagi, who hid fearfully behind her father, peered at her brother, never before seeing him until today. He was a tall man, taller than her father, and had more hair than her. He was bulky and had this cruel look on his face. She didn't like him, the moment he glanced at her, a look unfamiliar to her gleamed in his eyes.

It unnerved her to no end.

She didn't have to wait long to figure what that gleam was; the look of lust. Not five days had passed when her father, along with the rest of Vegeta-sei, had perished under unknown sources. Her mourning had been cut short at the abrupt arrival of her older brother. A smirk marred his face as he approached her with purposeful strides.

That day had been the most terrifying day of her life.

~End Flashback~

Usagi's thoughts trailed off, not wishing to relive that day and what happened shortly after, she could still hear the guttural laugh as he was 'done' with her.

That's all she was used for. His pleasure. Usagi was never allowed to venture off: to be seen.

Fresh tears sprouted from her eyes, which she savagely wiped away. She was a saiyajin!! Saiyajins didn't cry. A bitter laugh resounded in her mind, she was nothing like a saiyajin, what did it matter anyway? No, she thought resolutely, she would not forsake her heritage. She was one of the last few, possibly the only girl, she had to survive.

She had to be strong if she wanted to survive, she had to stop letting Radditz push her over and do anything he pleased.

But she had no power to speak of.

Usagi had been raised much differently than any other saiyajins. For the fourteen years of her life, she was sheltered, only her father knowing of her existence. She was taught the ways of her father, who had cared for her gently and lovingly, very oddly than any other saiyajins would 'properly' do.

The girl knew she was strange; she didn't have the strength to fight. In fact, she was far too weak. A child's birth determined its role in life, she, she was supposed to die, being below the energy requirement level. But she lived for her oddity and unusual gender.

Usagi was born with the feature of the legendary super saiyajins; blonde hair and blue eyes. She also had fair skin, unlike the dark intimidating looks a saiyajins sported. Usagi was also a girl. A much needed commodity in Vegeta-sei. The saiyajins almost never had girls, the census ratio being one girl for every six boys.

So she was spared, as far as Usagi knew, she was the only female left of Vegeta-sei.

Now eighteen, still under Radditz protection, she had only seen one other saiyajins, and that saiyajins had died shortly after. Usagi had to wonder why Radditz was suddenly going to present her before the Prince.

Unless...

She frowned. No, she thought feverishly, she will not put up with this any longer. She will not be some slut for her brother anymore; neither will she be one for the prince.

Suddenly remembering of Radditz's next mission, a plan was quickly formulated. When the coast is clear she'll take the pod meant for Radditz and go there. Hide and, finally, she thought, live freely.

The thought brought a smile to her face. To live freely. She wouldn't have to worry about her brother, she thought snidely, finding her. Her ki far too low to detect.

She recalled the horror of hiding from him only to be found later and given thrashing and pain much to excruciating for her to tolerate more than once.

Yes, she thought, she would run away.

Never to return to this kami-forsaken world.

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Sighs, I'm so disappointed. I had a theory on fat Buu and was going to post that up.. Lets just say the theory proved to be true and my idea clashes with the Buu story line.. I can't wait till Buu transforms again.. He'll be much more stronger and veggie and goku will fight him.. Yay!!

So how'd you like? I know, the chapter is kinda all over the place and short. I haven't written anything like this before and can't really form it right. But thank you for reading and taking. Please review, even if it is to flame, criticize, and hate me.

Btw. You choose who the guy is... I seriously wouldn't mind a Veggie/Usa.. Hehe.. Plus it's pretty obvious when this takes place...

Much love and aloha
~Blaze