CHAPTER 26
A/N: These next two chapters have been dedicated to Mr. Arthur Sugarman who passed away on the night of 2/16/03. He was the other person in my life that was on the brink of death for a few weeks; but now he's resting peacefully. I learned an important lesson from him though.......never waste a moment God, Buddha, Allah, Jesus, Mary, Moses, or whoever you believe in, gives you.......carpe diem (seize the day)!
Deshee jumped onto "Piccolo's" back, wrapping her silky legs around his torso. Metshius could hardly contain the wicked laughter threatening to burst from his mouth. The two easily snuck past the other fighters sleeping on the floor and were out the door within minutes. Outside, the pair met with Tien and Tetsi who were standing guard until the next shift began. Metshius smirked at his enemies as they conversed with the man they thought was their ally.
'Oh what I'd give to rip their fucking heads off.....but that'd be too risky. I'd do myself a favor by waiting.'
After, bull-shiting his way through a friendly conversation, Metshius and Deshee took to the sky. The real Piccolo ran outside just in time to see his mate being escorted toward his forest. Furious, the demon lord slammed his fists on the ground and cursed every form of faith he knew. As a last resort, he too took to the sky to follow the evil god.
"If he's gunna fuck my mate, he won't enjoy it! I'm gunna be there every step of the way, METSHIUS!!!!" his baritone voice boomed.
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Deshee splashed "Piccolo" when she felt his hand touch her bare behind. "Piccolo's naughty!" she giggled.
"Piccolo" smiled and reached a hand out to caress one of the Janjin- kee's breasts. The waterfall they were under was a splendidly, private haven. The stars above shone in a cobalt sky like diamonds set in an infinite mass of sapphire. The emerald green trees danced as shadows from the fire "Piccolo" had set up on the shoreline jumped here and there. Deshee's breath caught in her throat as she took in her surroundings and when her eyes fell upon the man she loved a tear streaked down her face.
"I am so happy, Piccolo...." She sighed.
Metshius reached up and wiped the stray tear away and flashed an ecstatic grin. "I am too, kid. I love you so much."
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Behind the fire in a thicket of bushes, Piccolo had claimed his campsite. As he watched Metshius flirt with his girl a hatred so hot turned the tips of his ears purple.
"I swear to Kami-sama, he will pay with his FUCKING LIFE!!!!"
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Metshius had just lowered his mouth onto Deshee's when he heard an obscene remark fly though the air.
"Metshius is so fucking ugly that he has to steal MY body to get some action! And not only that, but he's stupid enough to pick MY body; won't get many chicks that way, fuck!"
The god snarled before he could stop himself and he found Deshee eyeing him strangely.
"Sorry, the ashes from the fire flew up my nose!" he blushed and put his arm behind his head, hoping to win the girl over with a "little-boy" act.
"Such a sick fuck!" came another zinger, "I bet your father refused to call you his son because you're so ugly!"
Metshius bit his lower lip and turned Deshee around so her back was pressed against his hard member. He placed soft kisses along the girl's neck, reveling in the moans he was receiving. It would be all too soon when his ass kissing would be rewarded.....he would have this girl fucking him like the slave-slut she was before the night was over...... However, Piccolo had alternate plans and continued his verbal assault.
"Hey Pseudo-god! I know what your first blind date said when she met you! She said something along the lines of 'Is that your face or did your neck throw up something?'" the Namek's laughter filled the air and earned itself a growl from Metshius.
Piccolo watched in delight as Deshee frowned at her "mate." Metshius was getting desperate; yet, Piccolo was just about to get Metshius where he wanted him. Metshius pressed his member up against the Janjin-kee's firm backside and whispered in her ear. Piccolo watched as Deshee's face crinkled up and she shook her head. The evil god looked pissed.
"Why won't you let me?!" he nearly roared, 'I want to humiliate her infront of that fucking annoying NAMEK!!!!'
"I just don't feel comfortable with that idea. I don't think I'm ready to have you up my butt when I've just gotten used to being inside of me.....besides, I wanna make love to you," a little pout accompanied the girl's argument.
Piccolo was loving this, he knew it was only a matter of minutes before the god would blow his cover. Thus, another zinger soared through the air.
"I bet the best sex you ever had was with your mother's sister! And I bet they paid her to fuck you because you were so hideous that you were still a virgin at the age of 235 and were an embarrassment to the pseudo- god family blood-line!!!!!"
Metshius sank his claws into Deshee's shoulders and roared his rage to the cobalt sky. Deshee fell into the water with a splash as blood flowed from her wounds.
"MAJUNIA!!!! You son of a bitch!!!!!"
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Piccolo was directly over Metshius' head when he blurted out his last insult; he sighed in relief when he saw Metshius injure his mate.
'Now she'll be out of the way and hopefully be smart enough to run for help. That is if she realizes that that fuck can't possibly be me...'
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Deshee scrambled out of the water and grabbed her clothes, pressing the fabric to the wounds on her shoulders, "Piccolo, what's the matter with you?" she frowned.
Then, right before her eyes, she saw "Piccolo" attempting to swat something in the air. He looked like a mad cat pawing at an invisible bug above its head.
'Is he crazy?'
"Piccolo!!!"
Metshius, who was attempting to claw at Piccolo, who was hovering a couple feet above his head, still taunting him, turned around a little too fast and landed his naked ass in the cold water below.
The Namek in the sky clutched his stomach tightly because he was laughing so hard. The angry god glared at Deshee and then at Piccolo.
"You.....are......going......to......pay.....dearly....."
Piccolo took a nose-dive and cartwheeled in mid air a few feet from the god.
"Catch me if you can, shit-for-looks!"
Metshius abandoned all other plans and charged the taunting demon. Clawing at images of Piccolo that appeared and reappeared, Metshius did not hear the soft take-off of the little Janjin-kee. Piccolo looked to the shore and then back to Metshius before his stifled snickers became all out hysterics.
"Go ahead and try!"
Metshius looked to the shore and found it empty. Deshee was gone.
A/N: Thanks for reading! Please review!
A/N: These next two chapters have been dedicated to Mr. Arthur Sugarman who passed away on the night of 2/16/03. He was the other person in my life that was on the brink of death for a few weeks; but now he's resting peacefully. I learned an important lesson from him though.......never waste a moment God, Buddha, Allah, Jesus, Mary, Moses, or whoever you believe in, gives you.......carpe diem (seize the day)!
Deshee jumped onto "Piccolo's" back, wrapping her silky legs around his torso. Metshius could hardly contain the wicked laughter threatening to burst from his mouth. The two easily snuck past the other fighters sleeping on the floor and were out the door within minutes. Outside, the pair met with Tien and Tetsi who were standing guard until the next shift began. Metshius smirked at his enemies as they conversed with the man they thought was their ally.
'Oh what I'd give to rip their fucking heads off.....but that'd be too risky. I'd do myself a favor by waiting.'
After, bull-shiting his way through a friendly conversation, Metshius and Deshee took to the sky. The real Piccolo ran outside just in time to see his mate being escorted toward his forest. Furious, the demon lord slammed his fists on the ground and cursed every form of faith he knew. As a last resort, he too took to the sky to follow the evil god.
"If he's gunna fuck my mate, he won't enjoy it! I'm gunna be there every step of the way, METSHIUS!!!!" his baritone voice boomed.
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Deshee splashed "Piccolo" when she felt his hand touch her bare behind. "Piccolo's naughty!" she giggled.
"Piccolo" smiled and reached a hand out to caress one of the Janjin- kee's breasts. The waterfall they were under was a splendidly, private haven. The stars above shone in a cobalt sky like diamonds set in an infinite mass of sapphire. The emerald green trees danced as shadows from the fire "Piccolo" had set up on the shoreline jumped here and there. Deshee's breath caught in her throat as she took in her surroundings and when her eyes fell upon the man she loved a tear streaked down her face.
"I am so happy, Piccolo...." She sighed.
Metshius reached up and wiped the stray tear away and flashed an ecstatic grin. "I am too, kid. I love you so much."
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Behind the fire in a thicket of bushes, Piccolo had claimed his campsite. As he watched Metshius flirt with his girl a hatred so hot turned the tips of his ears purple.
"I swear to Kami-sama, he will pay with his FUCKING LIFE!!!!"
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Metshius had just lowered his mouth onto Deshee's when he heard an obscene remark fly though the air.
"Metshius is so fucking ugly that he has to steal MY body to get some action! And not only that, but he's stupid enough to pick MY body; won't get many chicks that way, fuck!"
The god snarled before he could stop himself and he found Deshee eyeing him strangely.
"Sorry, the ashes from the fire flew up my nose!" he blushed and put his arm behind his head, hoping to win the girl over with a "little-boy" act.
"Such a sick fuck!" came another zinger, "I bet your father refused to call you his son because you're so ugly!"
Metshius bit his lower lip and turned Deshee around so her back was pressed against his hard member. He placed soft kisses along the girl's neck, reveling in the moans he was receiving. It would be all too soon when his ass kissing would be rewarded.....he would have this girl fucking him like the slave-slut she was before the night was over...... However, Piccolo had alternate plans and continued his verbal assault.
"Hey Pseudo-god! I know what your first blind date said when she met you! She said something along the lines of 'Is that your face or did your neck throw up something?'" the Namek's laughter filled the air and earned itself a growl from Metshius.
Piccolo watched in delight as Deshee frowned at her "mate." Metshius was getting desperate; yet, Piccolo was just about to get Metshius where he wanted him. Metshius pressed his member up against the Janjin-kee's firm backside and whispered in her ear. Piccolo watched as Deshee's face crinkled up and she shook her head. The evil god looked pissed.
"Why won't you let me?!" he nearly roared, 'I want to humiliate her infront of that fucking annoying NAMEK!!!!'
"I just don't feel comfortable with that idea. I don't think I'm ready to have you up my butt when I've just gotten used to being inside of me.....besides, I wanna make love to you," a little pout accompanied the girl's argument.
Piccolo was loving this, he knew it was only a matter of minutes before the god would blow his cover. Thus, another zinger soared through the air.
"I bet the best sex you ever had was with your mother's sister! And I bet they paid her to fuck you because you were so hideous that you were still a virgin at the age of 235 and were an embarrassment to the pseudo- god family blood-line!!!!!"
Metshius sank his claws into Deshee's shoulders and roared his rage to the cobalt sky. Deshee fell into the water with a splash as blood flowed from her wounds.
"MAJUNIA!!!! You son of a bitch!!!!!"
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Piccolo was directly over Metshius' head when he blurted out his last insult; he sighed in relief when he saw Metshius injure his mate.
'Now she'll be out of the way and hopefully be smart enough to run for help. That is if she realizes that that fuck can't possibly be me...'
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Deshee scrambled out of the water and grabbed her clothes, pressing the fabric to the wounds on her shoulders, "Piccolo, what's the matter with you?" she frowned.
Then, right before her eyes, she saw "Piccolo" attempting to swat something in the air. He looked like a mad cat pawing at an invisible bug above its head.
'Is he crazy?'
"Piccolo!!!"
Metshius, who was attempting to claw at Piccolo, who was hovering a couple feet above his head, still taunting him, turned around a little too fast and landed his naked ass in the cold water below.
The Namek in the sky clutched his stomach tightly because he was laughing so hard. The angry god glared at Deshee and then at Piccolo.
"You.....are......going......to......pay.....dearly....."
Piccolo took a nose-dive and cartwheeled in mid air a few feet from the god.
"Catch me if you can, shit-for-looks!"
Metshius abandoned all other plans and charged the taunting demon. Clawing at images of Piccolo that appeared and reappeared, Metshius did not hear the soft take-off of the little Janjin-kee. Piccolo looked to the shore and then back to Metshius before his stifled snickers became all out hysterics.
"Go ahead and try!"
Metshius looked to the shore and found it empty. Deshee was gone.
A/N: Thanks for reading! Please review!