CHAPTER 19
Gohan knocked on Deshee's door for the fifth time in the past half- hour. Still he got no response, for unbeknownst to the poor boy the heart sick girl had flown out her window at a fierce velocity, all the while just wanting to get away.
The tears would have come if the wind wasn't drying her eyes out as she whipped through the large expanse of forest. The only sane thought in her head were the words Piccolo had spoken.
'Get away.' she sighed, 'Get away.'
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Gohan stamped his foot down infront of his meditating sensei, "A slave? She's just a SLAVE?!"
Piccolo refused to open his eyes and this only pissed the Saiya-jin off even more. "Well if she's just a slave then what does that make you for sleeping with her?"
The demon listened to his old student storm back into the house. When he was positive Gohan was gone he opened his eyes and pulled Deshee's ring out of his gi belt. Staring at the craftsmanship and sensing the aura of hope pulsing from the piece of jewelry he held, Piccolo scowled.
'What a load of shit I've caused!' he stood up and launched into the air with a blast of blue ki in search of his mate.
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"Deshee!" a voice called out from below the Janjin-kee.
In her moment of distraction the girl's right wing smashed through a thick branch, the impact masking a sickening crack as she plummeted to the forest floor. She fell helplessly through branches and twigs that snapped and tore at her skin before she landed with a thud on the grass below.
"Piccolo!" she cried out, holding back her screams as pain pulsated from her limp wing, "Piccolo, is that you?!"
The lush green bushes shook before Metshius himself emerged from hiding.
"Bastard god." she snarled, her blood boiling and fur raising.
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Peering through Deshee's open window, Piccolo knew instantly that the girl was gone and, with the threat of Metshius being loose, he mentally kicked himself.
'Kami-dammit! Where is she?!?'
His senses soon picked up a powerful ki rising with each breath he took. Not hesitating for a minute, Piccolo blasted off in the direction of the source of power with incredible speed.
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Deshee sank her claws into Metshius' face with fury, "You killed my mother!" she cried as she backhanded the wicked god across his jaw. The girl's body convulsed with power, pulling her muscles taut with strength.
"You're mother wasn't even good enough for the after life." Metshius sneered as he made a quick swipe at the slave with razor-sharp claws.
Tears stung Deshee's eyes as she plowed into her foe with a sweeping elbow-strike.
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Gohan sensed Piccolo's ki signature heading toward a stronger one and pulled Vegeta aside, "Piccolo's on the move. the war may have started sooner than we anticipated."
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"Such moxie from a wounded mouse!" Metshius laughed delightedly as he clamped his hand onto Deshee's broken wing and twisted it.
The girl's adrenaline drained as the pain overpowered her senses.
Seizing the poor slave's moment of weakness, Metshius spun her back to him and took a clean swipe.
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Piccolo reached the beginning of a vast forest when the larger ki started to fade, 'Has Lord Raye-don defeated that bastard?' In a whirlwind of confusion the Namek put on a fresh burst of speed.
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The dark god circled his fallen prey, his unruly hair casting a sinister shadow over his coal black eyes.
"She didn't know what was good for her." Metshius snarled into Deshee's ears, "Your mother thought she was too good for me! That bitch! Heh. and now her daughter has fallen into my hands."
Kneeling down beside the trembling girl, the demonic god slipped a rough hand into Deshee's gi pants.
The girl's eyes flew open as the god penetrated her with two large fingers. Snarling in outrage Deshee sank her teeth into Metshius' thick neck but the god had other plans. he held her head where it was and began moaning as if he were enjoying a sexual encounter.
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Piccolo's ears caught the sounds of Metshius' voice and he raced into the clearing. His eyes were met by the sight of the god fingering his mate with her mouth pressed passionately to his neck. The devil god rocked his hips above Deshee teasingly as he sighed, pressing her head harder against him so that all that escaped her lips were moans and sighs of her own. moans and sighs of pain and grief.
Piccolo's jaw dropped at what appeared to be a sexual rendezvous between Deshee and the god she claimed to hate.
"What is g-going on here?" the Namek's throat constricted with bitterness.
Metshius looked over his shoulder and snickered, "I'm enjoying your mate's company. See how loyal slaves are?"
"DESHEE!" Piccolo glared at the terrified girl, unable to see her fear with his jealous eyes.
"Little sluts aren't they? You should stick to your own race, Namek."
A sigh escaped Deshee's lips, a cry for help but Piccolo only took it as a moan of pleasure.
"You little bitch." his eyes flashed with hatred.
"But weren't you the one who said she was just a slave? Why so jealous, Namek? It's not like we can't share her. make her pay for being disloyal if it bothers you so much. I'm used to sharing these slave brats, I won't mind, I'd actually enjoy watching."
Metshius sneered down at Deshee's tear streaked face before he broke her jaw with a powerful rich-hand strike. Throwing her limp body before Piccolo, the god smirked confidently.
"Rape her, teach her to respect you, teach her a lesson she'll never forget.."
Piccolo's eyes went wide at what Metshius was suggesting.
"Rape the little slave."
Piccolo glared down at Deshee's body and began to loosen his gi belt.
A/N: Bwahahahahaha!!! Now THAT'S a cliffhanger, no? Please review!
Gohan knocked on Deshee's door for the fifth time in the past half- hour. Still he got no response, for unbeknownst to the poor boy the heart sick girl had flown out her window at a fierce velocity, all the while just wanting to get away.
The tears would have come if the wind wasn't drying her eyes out as she whipped through the large expanse of forest. The only sane thought in her head were the words Piccolo had spoken.
'Get away.' she sighed, 'Get away.'
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Gohan stamped his foot down infront of his meditating sensei, "A slave? She's just a SLAVE?!"
Piccolo refused to open his eyes and this only pissed the Saiya-jin off even more. "Well if she's just a slave then what does that make you for sleeping with her?"
The demon listened to his old student storm back into the house. When he was positive Gohan was gone he opened his eyes and pulled Deshee's ring out of his gi belt. Staring at the craftsmanship and sensing the aura of hope pulsing from the piece of jewelry he held, Piccolo scowled.
'What a load of shit I've caused!' he stood up and launched into the air with a blast of blue ki in search of his mate.
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"Deshee!" a voice called out from below the Janjin-kee.
In her moment of distraction the girl's right wing smashed through a thick branch, the impact masking a sickening crack as she plummeted to the forest floor. She fell helplessly through branches and twigs that snapped and tore at her skin before she landed with a thud on the grass below.
"Piccolo!" she cried out, holding back her screams as pain pulsated from her limp wing, "Piccolo, is that you?!"
The lush green bushes shook before Metshius himself emerged from hiding.
"Bastard god." she snarled, her blood boiling and fur raising.
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Peering through Deshee's open window, Piccolo knew instantly that the girl was gone and, with the threat of Metshius being loose, he mentally kicked himself.
'Kami-dammit! Where is she?!?'
His senses soon picked up a powerful ki rising with each breath he took. Not hesitating for a minute, Piccolo blasted off in the direction of the source of power with incredible speed.
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Deshee sank her claws into Metshius' face with fury, "You killed my mother!" she cried as she backhanded the wicked god across his jaw. The girl's body convulsed with power, pulling her muscles taut with strength.
"You're mother wasn't even good enough for the after life." Metshius sneered as he made a quick swipe at the slave with razor-sharp claws.
Tears stung Deshee's eyes as she plowed into her foe with a sweeping elbow-strike.
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Gohan sensed Piccolo's ki signature heading toward a stronger one and pulled Vegeta aside, "Piccolo's on the move. the war may have started sooner than we anticipated."
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"Such moxie from a wounded mouse!" Metshius laughed delightedly as he clamped his hand onto Deshee's broken wing and twisted it.
The girl's adrenaline drained as the pain overpowered her senses.
Seizing the poor slave's moment of weakness, Metshius spun her back to him and took a clean swipe.
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Piccolo reached the beginning of a vast forest when the larger ki started to fade, 'Has Lord Raye-don defeated that bastard?' In a whirlwind of confusion the Namek put on a fresh burst of speed.
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The dark god circled his fallen prey, his unruly hair casting a sinister shadow over his coal black eyes.
"She didn't know what was good for her." Metshius snarled into Deshee's ears, "Your mother thought she was too good for me! That bitch! Heh. and now her daughter has fallen into my hands."
Kneeling down beside the trembling girl, the demonic god slipped a rough hand into Deshee's gi pants.
The girl's eyes flew open as the god penetrated her with two large fingers. Snarling in outrage Deshee sank her teeth into Metshius' thick neck but the god had other plans. he held her head where it was and began moaning as if he were enjoying a sexual encounter.
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Piccolo's ears caught the sounds of Metshius' voice and he raced into the clearing. His eyes were met by the sight of the god fingering his mate with her mouth pressed passionately to his neck. The devil god rocked his hips above Deshee teasingly as he sighed, pressing her head harder against him so that all that escaped her lips were moans and sighs of her own. moans and sighs of pain and grief.
Piccolo's jaw dropped at what appeared to be a sexual rendezvous between Deshee and the god she claimed to hate.
"What is g-going on here?" the Namek's throat constricted with bitterness.
Metshius looked over his shoulder and snickered, "I'm enjoying your mate's company. See how loyal slaves are?"
"DESHEE!" Piccolo glared at the terrified girl, unable to see her fear with his jealous eyes.
"Little sluts aren't they? You should stick to your own race, Namek."
A sigh escaped Deshee's lips, a cry for help but Piccolo only took it as a moan of pleasure.
"You little bitch." his eyes flashed with hatred.
"But weren't you the one who said she was just a slave? Why so jealous, Namek? It's not like we can't share her. make her pay for being disloyal if it bothers you so much. I'm used to sharing these slave brats, I won't mind, I'd actually enjoy watching."
Metshius sneered down at Deshee's tear streaked face before he broke her jaw with a powerful rich-hand strike. Throwing her limp body before Piccolo, the god smirked confidently.
"Rape her, teach her to respect you, teach her a lesson she'll never forget.."
Piccolo's eyes went wide at what Metshius was suggesting.
"Rape the little slave."
Piccolo glared down at Deshee's body and began to loosen his gi belt.
A/N: Bwahahahahaha!!! Now THAT'S a cliffhanger, no? Please review!