A/N: Hi my lovely readers...
Smoked Paprika is back!
Smallest of trigger warnings for SA and Violence. But not as bad as the last chapters. This will be probably the 3rd last chapter before this fic finishes up.
I will definitely be writing more omegaverse Vegebul in the future. So keep and eye out, and enjoy the rest of this fic!
Enjoy!
Subside
Each time he took the serum, the control over the alpha inside became detached and fragmented. Wearing away at the very fabric of who he was as a man. Creating something new each time, still Vegeta. But different.
Now, on the trail of her scent, finally able to take the chance to fuck the little omega, until she was completely full of his seed. His alpha was rampaging toward the town. He would annihilate anything that got in his way.
Yes, bring me to that sweet little cunt. I need to destroy her.
On the brink of letting go, of giving in to the beast inside and completely turning, he dug in deep and managed to hold onto his sanity. At least for her sake.
You're worried for the little omega? I won't kill her, not like those fucking pups. She is MINE. I will have her over and over!
He had never let himself get this close to chaos. When taking an omega in the past, it had always been in full control. Bulma, she had wrapped around him and his sense of self. Purging his mind of any sanity. Her heat was one of the sweetest things he had ever smelt, pure poison. Had he not taken the serum, his mind would have been too clouded of lust to be able to defend properly. But, on another side it also dragged him closer to mayhem.
Stop fighting me boy. Release me, let us take her together in that nest she has built for our return. Fucking fill her cunt until she is bulging with pups.
Experience told him that the alpha's rationalising was just a tactic to gain his body's will. He would not lower his guard, not around her. Even if everything his inner beast pleased, was exactly what he wanted to do. This calm was certainly the break before the storm. The lowered inhibitor was soon to wear off, and he would be back in complete control. Able to fuck her with some sort of composure.
As his foot landed on the dirt road, her scent intensified, pooling at a cottage just across the way. He would have grinned, at the prospect of claiming his prize after such gruesome battles. But then it hit him.
Mustard.
"No!"
NO!
Barreling into the house, his hands landed on the door frame. Squeezing hard he splintered the wood in half. Becoming the beast had many perks, increased size and strength. While his sense of smell and hearing became otherworldly. He was a highly efficient hunting, ruthless fighting, fucking monster.
Lifting his head, he took in the different array of smells inside the home. Five subordinate alphas and one commanding one.
Mustard.
Kill him! Take her back!
There had been a struggle. The little omega, put up a fight and she had let out a frightful signal in her pheromones. Out of instinct he gathered, she would probably not be aware of her omega enough to have done it purposefully. But it worked in his advantage anyway.
Find her, follow her scent! Now!
For once, they were in agreeance. He needed to move before the trail went cold. Lightning reflex sent him out toward the front door in less than a second. He moved with such velocity, such power that he barely heard the sudden crash from deeper inside the house. Had he moved a moment earlier he would have missed it. He stood searching, he wondered if he heard it at all.
Forget it! Move!
Once last satiated, sniff into the air.
Nothing.
Vegeta turned from the house and ran in the direction of the descriptive, strong scent trail the alphas and Bulma had left.
Rhythmic drumming within her own chest cavity was deafening. Her body, with so many alpha scents around her, blasted her pheromones into the air. Stuck with her arms wrapped in tight to her torso, all she had free were her legs. The constriction only exacerbated the acidic pain of her anxiety in her chest.
"I can't handle it no more, boss! The smell of her is…" One of the shorter, scruffy alphas whined.
"You'll refrain from mentioning it again, or I will end your misery myself" Mustard said.
This alpha was gigantic, easily towering over the 6ft 5inch alpha holding onto her. Short, almost shaved head was larger than her whole torso, his sharp fangs were permanently out of his mouth. While a back span of a fucking mountain held his egocentric posture in place for the world to see. The mere pulsing from his heart echoed inside her body. If he got a hold of her… If he was to take her. Her small omega body would be ripped to shreds.
Cursing her body again, dropping into an anguished state of mind that she wasn't sure she could claw her way out of. Not in any sort of control of her second gender, she could not stop the spewing pheromones from her glands. Her body wanted this monster to fuck her, and it destroyed her soul.
If only her parents had lived longer, to teach her. She knew of course what would happen to her from here on out. The strangling vice grip around her chest was a clear indication of that. But if she has more information, more data. She might be able to escape.
None of that would happen now, she would live a desperate, horrific existence from here on out.
"Stop!"
The commanding alpha had the miniature pack halt. The statuesque, vile alpha reached up on the balls his feet and took in the air around him.
"Alpha?" A subordinate asks.
Mustard turned swiftly. "He is coming!" He shouted, pointing in the direction they had come from.
"The bitch led him here!" Another alpha hissed, turning his attention to the restrained Bulma.
"Hide her, and take on the defensive formation!"
Two hands landed on her back. Forcing her feet to take steps off to the side of the pathway, the one that had been hacked at moments before. Once they passed through the clearing and pushed through bushes, her legs were brutally kicked out from under her. With no arms to help break her fall, her body tried to compensate by twisting. Landing badly on her hip she yelped out, earning her a boot to the stomach from one of the alphas.
"Quiet bitch! Don't make a sound, or I will be back to slit your fucking throat!"
The rasping sting of his words hung around her until she heard his footsteps retreat. Her back facing the group of her kidnappers, she scrolled through scenarios in her mind. If he managed to take out a few of them, should she try to get herself free and help? Or should she keep out of his way?
It was too late, he had arrived.
"Where is she?" A loud boom of sound crashed through the area.
Trying to roll over, to even catch a glimpse, she cried out in frustration. The pure rage of his scent from only an hour ago was still present. He still held the form, the beast form. She held screams and yelps. None of which she could decipher. Was he winning? Were they wounding him?
"Tell me! Where the fuck is she?" His voice was manic, but sounded unharmed.
"Look at you, disgusting. She is ours now you rabid scum!" She heard the leader of her kidnappers say amongst the carnage. "Roll over and die!"
More howls sounded while she heard flesh and bone being torn and smashed.
"WHERE IS SHE?"
An incredible force, her alpha. He made her body volt alive, with the new surging power inside her, she managed to get herself to her knees.
"How are you still moving?" The bigger, commanding alpha began to tremble, she could feel it.
That's right you piece of shit. How dare you challenge my alpha.
Crawling on her knees without arms took an extremely high amount of mental and physical energy. By the time she managed to throw half of her body from the shrub that concealed the scene, it was a blood bath. Mangled bodies, men writhing in pain and some knocked unconscious filled her field of vision.
"Vegeta!" She screamed looking for movement.
Two figures, not visible at first glance react to her sound. As her eyes locked onto him, something about his body was distorting.
"Stay there omega!"
The once rippling muscles and enormous hands were only a a fragment of their size from sometime before. His face had begun to fall back into its original shape, becoming less sharp and monstrous. The scent of the beast fading, he was losing his power rapidly.
"You still think you can win her back?" The commanding alpha said, dark laughter erupting.
Vegeta growled low, despite his best efforts it sounded like a wounded animal. Whatever it was, the transformation, it had severely impacted his body and stamina. He had nothing left to defend himself with.
"I disabled your fucking pups…" He groaned, coughing out blood, a knee falling to the ground. "And I'll do the same to you!"
Pity and disgust could be felt from the larger alphas laughter. He was enjoying the sight of Vegeta wither and destruct in front of him.
"You'll do nothing, you pitiful piece of shit!" The venom spat from his mouth.
Taking steps toward Vegeta he clenched his fists tight.
No!
A voice called out from the depths of her mind.
"I'll rape that little bitch in front of you before I rip out your fucking eyes, and tear off your limbs. Leaving you as a fucking stump to die!"
Please, someone help us!
