Chapter 16: Confession
A/N: Here it is folks, time to really get this story started. Now is where everything else is but an appetizer to what is to come now.
One of the slum towns that existed in the bombed and devastated landscape of the east. Even years after the disappearance of their alien attackers there was still a cut throat style world for at least half of the planet. Trading and bartering had become the mainstay of most, with money having an even greater value as those who wished to get out and restart their lives would require substantial funds to get back to a liveable income.
Normalcy was still a long way from returning and created a haven for all of the wrong types of people. Anyone looking to just make an honest living during this chaos found themselves often forced to steal just to survive. With some assistance-but never enough- from the remnants of the other part of the planet this only further alienated and isolated more and more people.
Buildings constructed of sheet metal, brick, stone, and salvaged cart parts were common place. Entire families sharing what would normally be a single room in a modern home was a luxury. The access to capsule houses were extremely sought after and often could lead to very heated confrontations between those who had and those who wanted.
Most people walked around with weapons or makeshift zip guns as there was no real organized law enforcement. The few sheriffs and lawmen that attempted to keep the peace were never in enough force and never in the right place with those speeding around on working vehicles.
The slum town of escape point was just another long line of sprung up towns bordering the super highway. Gathered by a small dessicated ruins of what were once buildings as the highest sign of luxury. The world seeming to have taken nearly a hundred year backpedal.
But as the people of this town seemingly back in the late 1800's of an old western style of living were greeted in the morning by the sound of a roaring harley coming towards the town. With no real foliage in the area and the farmland surrounding them mostly used for sustenance by the untrained could hear the approaching storm.
Gripping the throttle to have the engine roar came three wheels. The two attached to the rumbling engine, the third holding onto a sidecar. The faded green army pattern dented and covered in soot and rock as a figure on all fours practically moved forwards. Their face below their nose covered by a yellow bandana, eyes covered by thick pilot goggles to avoid the dust as long curly blonde hair flapped in the wind. Wearing a green tank top and green shorts with brown military boots came the terror of the wastes with her entourage.
Sitting on the rear of the motorcycle strapped in was the twin of the woman in front of her. Their apparel and frames the same, all except her poofy dark blue hair remained much more refined than her sister.
The final addition was of a black haired woman, her face covered with the same apparel. Her body dressed in the same gaudy green but it was a theme. Though unlike the two girls next to her wielding automatic weapons, Blonde Launch carrying a pair of twin uzi's where as Blue Lance held an assault rifle in her hands.
She was the most dangerous of the three in a fight but by far from the most terrifying, Blonde had propensity for violence that was unmatched except for their once alien invaders.
As they roared halfway into the town, Launch cut a hard turn pulling almost seven full donuts in the sand before slamming the front end of the roaring motorcycle in the ground. The people outside tried to move to safety as they were caught unprepared but were quickly halted by a heavy burst of sub machine gun fire used by Launch quickly had people cowering in fear.
Women and children huddled together as men hid behind cover. As Lance dismounted with their newest member Ox. "Uhmm Hello everyone, me and my two sisters here are just looking for all of your money. If you'd be so kind as to give it to us so that we can leave. Thank you." Lance's sweet voice causing many heads to turn and wonder if this was some kind of joke.
Ox just shook her head as Launch flicked her in the ear. "Ow.. Don't do that Launch that hurts." Lance whined grabbing her ear.
"If I've told yah, once, i've told you ten million times sis! Say it like you fucking mean it!" Launch bellowed almost making her blue haired twin feel like a child next to sibling
"But I did mean it." She said meekly to which launch snorted.
"You sounded like you politely asking. We don't ask! We fucking tell them, now watch how a pro does it!"
Swinging both of her guns up into the air. "Now listen here yall dumb, ignorant fucks! If you don't want to piss me off we'll be taking all of your money and anyone who doesn't cough up what they have right now will be given a private audience with these guns of mine. Now you all have three minutes to drop your cash in this here bag."
Ox dropped a heft sized duffle bag onto the ground and unzipped the top revealing already a small amount of cash.
"You ain't the first, nor the last. Now let's fucking go!" Releasing another spurt of gunfire into the air leaving only the clatter of the shell casings and the the clacking of two fresh magazines that Launch punched back into her weapons.
People left without much in ways of arms or help reluctantly obeyed and took out what little money they had and dropped it into the bag. Each one making Launch's grin only widen as she could count with her eyes the few thousand she'd earn from this. A girl's gotta eat!
But as Launch and Lance looked over the crowd their newer addition Ox cracked her knuckles with her tattered fighting gloves. She could feel something coming their way.
Her trained eyes looked through her dirty goggles and spotted a billowing dust cloud off in the distance. While normally there would be frequent and horrific dust storms that rolled through the area she could see it being blow outwards from the ground.
Whatever was causing it was not natural and being masked by the oncoming cloud. "Launch we've got company." Was all Ox said.
"Ehhh? Who the fuck is out here, they all know this is my turf." Technically it isn't but who the fuck is going to tell me otherwise? I've been running this show for nearly three years!
Those in the town knew what that massive dust storm meant and began to panic even more. Not because it was a worse gang…
But because they knew what was going to happen. Outlaws when they met other outlaws didn't exactly have cordial conversations and exchange pleasantries. People began to scream and flee to their homes, though the sheet metal doors and thin walls of dirt, stone, and wood would be of little impediment to the coming hailstorm of gunfire.
"Looks like… the rats." Ox said with a bitter growl.
Lance covered her mouth. "Oh my, Sis do you think we should call it a day?" Her features showing worry but nothing like her twin.
"Eh fuck em. If they want to fight we'll fight, we have the advantage anyway. Lance go get your big toy out, I think we might need it." Launch snickered gesturing to the motorcycle which Lance did, her hands grasping a large metal tube that was locked between the sidecar and frame.
Despite Lance having a much scrawnier exterior she pulled up a hefty metal tube with a large green spigot rocket end on the front. A Rocket propelled grenade, Moving to take a firing position on her knee as her blue eyes looked down the large iron sights towards nearly five vehicles each one covering the other in a hefty degree of dust between trucks, Suvs, and a large diesel semi. A thick black rat was painted on the front grill of the semi and for added decor other rodent corpses were scattered to the fronts in a grotesque symbolism of their obvious name.
Yet they were advancing headlong into the Sister's and they had rightly earned a reputation as the most violent of gangs out in this post apocalypse landscape. A loudspeaker squawked with a high pitched yell. "You fuckin whore Launch!"
Chuckling, the blonde held up a kind middle finger though he probably could not see it.
"I'm sick of tolerating you bitches in my territory, I swear by the end of the day i'm going to be skull fucking your god damn corpses! Do you hear me bitch! I'm going to make you pay!"
"Well rat boy is mad, guess he doesn't like the fact I superglued his balls to his thighs after drinking. I'd admit that had to of been quite the procedure to get rid of them."
Ox shook her head, "That's a tad cruel." but her face lifted up and revealed her own grin. "I like it, next time you should do his forehead to his crotch."
"Good idea," Launch looked to her twin. "Anyday Lance! If you feel like putting one of those rockets in those bastards."
"Don't rush me!" She complained as her steady aim lined up the target, her finger slowly squeezing the heavy trigger pull backwards. The smallest error and she'd miss… but she didn't miss.
A fwoosh of fire ripped outwards from the backblast as the rocket left the barrel and spun outwards creating four stabilizing fins that spiraled with the projectile. Spiraling through the air and hitting one of the rushing cars headon. The explosion causing one of the trucks to brake hard as a result of the explosion and summarily flipped as the wheels lost traction and rolled several times. The occupants of both either dead or severely injured.
"Alright i'll give em a chase, Lance, Take the 24 and start sniping. Ox you handle any on foot." Launch said jumping onto the motorcycle and pulling out another large caliber sniper rifle and tossed it launch who in turn tossed back the spent rocket launcher. A small pistol attached to Lance's hip she aimed upwards at one of the buildings and with a snap a hook shot upwards like a grapple line and pulled the blue headed woman with a sniper rifle up to the roof.
The occupants inside having no say as the woman spread her legs overtop the dirty surface and laid the rifle down. Her blue eyes reflecting in the scope that began to narrow in on the sight of the blonde woman rushing upwards with her motorcyle and spraying wildly from her uzi at the men in an attempt to break them off…
Which one of the SUV's did snapping towards Launch as she sprayed up one side of the black vehicle as the leader of the rats shouted and demanded that they not pursue and leave her to him. But having watched their fellow comrades die at the hands of this bitch they didn't care.
The cyclist reared around, the side car allowing her to keep her traction going and have access to her cache. Grabbing another clip and racking off another thirty rounds in the direction of her pursuer unknowing that this was her entire plan as she weaved seemingly at random drawing them in a line towards Lance who was looking down her rifle.
The first bang hit the engine block as Launch cut to one side giving a clear shot. The car's radiator billowing out smoke as a second smacked into the passenger's window covering the seat in red blood as the driver attempted to turn. But as he spun around a third round hit through the back headrest and splattered the driver's brains all over the steering wheel.
"Aha ha! That's three already! You've lost half your crew already you pasty rat fucker!" Launch mocked giving him another customary flip off. The semi truck roared down the road as a round impacted with the bullet proof glass.
"Fucking whores and idiots! That's all I have." The leader shouted as he shifted the heavy diesel engine and barreled towards one of the sisters standing openly in the center of the town. Her arms were crossed and he recognized the black haired bitch. "Oh you want to play? Fine we'll play you Ox cunt!"
Black smoke billowed outwards as the heavy lumbering semi made its way towards her. Laying on the truck horn as he smashed through one of the small shacks and went straight at her. Another bullet cracking his side door but doing nothing as he focused on getting some revenge, and smattering this irritation all over his grill would be perfect.
But the woman didn't back down, she braced her feet and as her visage disappeared from the high viewpoint of the driver's cab and he heard the bang as his truck slammed into her.
His foot pushed down on the large pedal and found something sluggish as his speed had dropped. "The hell is going on?" Downshifting gears he hammered down on the accelerator but as he pumped the engine for more horsepower he heard a feminine yell rising up and piercing the bullet proof cabin.
Two hands punched into the front of the engine block finding a perch to hold on as a pair of feet were being shoved through the ground tearing up chunks of earth and sand as she struggled to get a firm hold.
Pushing downwards she alerted the driver that something was very wrong as the front end of the truck began to drag downwards into the ground.
Screaming she pushed back and rocked it just enough to cause the wheel in his hands to rock and him to fall from his seat as the sudden unexpected jerk knocked him from his control.
As the leader of the rats struggled to get control he heard his radio static kick up. "You got one stuck in your front and she's-"
"I fucking know!" The enraged truck driver yelled over the senseless radio chatter.
A hand slammed on top of the front hood as the face of a black haired woman appeared shortly thereafter.
The Rat's leader hit the truck pedal to the floor jostling Ox as she slipped slightly from the heavy lurch. "Oh you want to fucking play bitch? I'll show you!" Roaring back towards the small town with only single focus as he aimed for a large building that was being used as a sniper's perch. "I'll kill two of you at the same fucking time!"
Ox crawled a bit forwards but was met with the heavy jarring slam of a building being slammed into her back as she exploded out the other side. Sand and dust covered his view but he refused to relent as he spun around, the heavy squealing tires as he floored it back towards more of the shack set up and smashed through them using their debris to knock her off and run her over with his ten ton rig.
But still she crawled forwards her hand ripping at the windshield wiper that snapped as she pulled herself forwards. "Just fucking die you bitch!"
Swerving from side to side in order to have her lose her grip, her fingers grasping the slight edges of the truck's hood as her feet swung almost off the front engine housing. Repeating this over and over as Ox's grip almost broke and she swung from the side, her hand grabbing the mirror of the vehicle as he whipped the heavy truck around nearly bucking her off like a rampaging bull.
Finding a small perch on the steps the woman reared back and slammed her fist into the bullet proof glass. Cracking it with one of her heavy blows, her teeth exposed revealing an almost feral snarl as she hit the side again and again until her fist cracked through. Blood began to drip from her cuts on her skin and fingers as she pulled her hand back out again.
"Ox! Get off!"
Without waiting for a reason she let go, hitting the ground into a roll as Launch rolled up beside the truck with her motorcycle and emptied another clip into the side of his door.
Swerving away as the metal door creaked and dented from the onslaught he rolled back around coming to a stop as he lined up with Launch who held up her submachine gun at him. "That's how you want it? Your little piss gun against my truck! Well then bring it on! I'll show you how you-!" The echoing crack came as the front cabin was splattered with blood.
Standing now on the rear of the now stationary truck's back dolly was Lance, her sniper rifle barrel exuding smoke as she put a single armor piercing round through the back end and into the head of the driver.
Launch rolled up beside her other partner who walked towards her, "Heh, nice trick Chi-Chi. You tried to stop a fucking truck with your bare hands." Letting the other woman climb in the sidecar as she slowly headed off towards her twin sister who got off of the truck, her rifle slung over her back.
As they slowed to let her back on she covered her mouth, "Oh dear. I think we made quite a mess." Looking backwards the other two women noted that the blue haired woman was indeed correct.
The entire town was decimated, the leader of the Rats had plowed his semi through everything, buildings, trees, whatever was around. All of the men, women, and children were nothing but roadkill now. Between the exchanges of gunfire and explosives there was nothing these people could do.
Their lives forfeit in the eyes of those with power.
Chi-Chi would like to say this was a rare occurrence, bu no it was all to common and sometimes it was her on the other end of the violence. Not the object of it but it's perpetrator.
The trio of women rode back towards their little home, a capsule house that was tucked away in the mountains. A freshwater stream and plenty of sunlight allowed their eco friendly home to remain mostly self sufficient, using what they got from stealing to go into the few remaining cities and buy what they needed and what they wanted then head back out and do it again.
The sister's didn't care, they killed whomever and whatever was in their way. New gangs would spring up and others would fade in a violent explosion as Launch continued to procure through her connections an arsenal of weaponry.
…
"You make it sound so horrible, by comparison we are billions of times worse. Yet this menial loss of life affects you so much? Why?" Kakarot asked Chi-Chi as she divulged long kept secrets known only to a handful of people. Truthfully, this woman had become a fighter and a warrior for herself.
Nothing was more coveted or respected than a being doing what they could to get stronger, gain power and fight in glorious hand to hand combat. Even if they were weak a saiyan could still respect them, it took courage to stand before a stronger opponent and willingly charge headlong to one's death. This was an incredible feat of self-sacrifice that all saiyans embraced for their world and people.
The second rise of the tuffles years ago had reminded all saiyan warriors that they were not without faults and had made great leaps to improve themselves and absorb technology and science from other races to ensure such a mistake would never be repeated.
But to the woman next to him he could not stop the way he could imagine her standing up for herself. Without that little power armor of hers against dozens of men, taking on machines that were clearly designed to crush her weak human people and without fail did not break.
She was so much more saiyan in his eyes now than ever before, recovering from an injury and gaining incredible power from it. Just as with any saiyan who was mortally wounded increased in strength, she had been humiliated and damaged but what had happened. Just as a saiyan would, she got stronger and went to partake in a fight to avenge her lost honor and had done just that at the cost of her life a second time.
"Don't you get it!" She shouted at him. "How can you not see what the hell he did to me?" The swirling emotions were unraveling her demeanor as she shouted into Kakarot's face. "All of this! He made me into this." Her fingers could not break the skin of his shoulders as her knuckles turned white, she wanted to make her pain go away. Just like she had done before, pretending that everything was fine so long as she used to keep her mask up. To allow herself to be able to just work through her pain, ignoring her past sins and actions.
"A princess turned into nothing more than a killer! I was supposed to be better than that, I was royalty and I was reduced to robbing regular people and killing them for nothing more than fucking pocket change."
"You did what you had too, you survived and thrived because of it." Kakarot told her as she began to tremble with unkempt rage. This tiny creature continued to confuse and impress him, he did not understand her anger. The desire to avenge her family and her honor made sense, so why did she not fully choose to become something more. She could've gotten stronger and dominated her planet, after seeing the so called earth fighters he was less than impressed. The saiyan could see how Chi-Chi could overmatch them in a one on one fight.
"Survive, is that what you think I did? I hurt people, I killed them not because they were my enemies but because I could! I gave the whole world something to share in my misery. That was just one of hundreds if not thousands of times I devolved into something less than human… I was the very thing that killed my own parents and you act like I should be proud of it. That it is something so glorious as a saiyan."
Kakarot snorted, "You are more saiyan than human Chi-Chi, I've been to that little city of your kind. That is nothing that you are and who on your world had the right to judge you?" The way those people almost cowered at a saiyans presence and acted so fearful and skittish around those of his race. They hadn't been on the planet that long and very few of them actually had some measure of a backbone.
Chi-Chi's grip lessened as her face faltered into a depressing smile. "Someone did judge me. They saw me and told me the truth of what I had become."
"Who?" Kakarot pressed wanting to know what being on Chi-Chi's world could have her shaken as she was. The powerful strong willed woman that he knew was undone by harsh words?
"Kami… the guardian of Earth. He who oversaw all of Earth and he came before me one day to judge me…"
…
It hadn't been expected, was there ever going to be a moment where the God of your world would appear and pass judgement over you?
Just another day of killing, stealing, and overall pleasant banditry done by the sisters.
Though it would be no comfort to the dozens of people killed by Launch, Lance and Chi-Chi as they got into another chaotic gunfight. But they didn't care about the bodies, they had been desensitized to it, they didn't feel anything anymore about it.
Launch was stuffing a bag with all kinds of valuables from cash, jewelry, and clothes. Anything that could be pawned off for a quick cash.
"I hadn't imagined this would've been the way this would've occured. While I've seen evil on a far grander scale it didn't come from such noble and virtuous roots."
The voice shocked all of them. Launch whipped back around training both of her weapons on the intruder as Lance held up her rifle and Chi-Chi dropped into a low stance. All three looked in the direction of the sound and as the wind blew the slow clack of a stick hit the ground. A tall figure blackened out began to appear more definitively in shape.
It looked to be a man with a large misshapen head, but as the figure drew closer it was more apparent that this wasn't… human. Twin ears, two protrusions jutting out from it's head and dark green skin with wrinkled sparse features. His eyes were nothing but showing displeasure as a bright white garb became visible along with a blue cloak.
"The hell do you want cucumber?" Launch growled, her fingers holding the squeeze of her guns just at the point while Lance remained stoic her body not shifting as the red dot sight focused on the new arrivals head.
Shaking his head, "This is what you devolved into daughter of the Ox King? For one with a sun so bright you have fallen into a chasm that is devoid of light." Clacking his staff on the ground the wind and dust storm that had to suddenly appeared vanished.
"Just who the hell are you?" Chi-Chi demanded upon hearing that title she had long pushed to the back of her mind for several years.
"I am Kami." He stated simply.
"Yeah right. If your Kami, then i'm a fucking man then," Launch snickered as she watched the man who called himself God stand before them though his eyes were focused on the newest member. "Just get lost freak before I put-"
Her hands were swiped to the side by an unseen force that knocked both of her weapons from her palms and sent them skittering for nearly twenty feet. She looked to her sister whose rifle flipped upwards from her hands and arched back and over her impaling into the ground ten feet behind them.
"Those little toys of yours won't help you. Not against me." The being called Kami said. "Now Chi-Chi what say you for your sins? Why have you abandoned the teachings of your grandfather Gohan and become nothing more than a roaming killer?"
"Like I need to tell you, shouldn't you know already and besides…" Her foot planted as she leveraged her entire weight to strike. The ground shifting as her feet turned. "WHERE THE HELL WERE YOU?" She screamed exploding at the green skinned man without hesitation her entire body exploding with rage at the mention of her grandpa and dead parents.
She swung and missed completely, despite her having swung and he hadn't even moved she caught nothing but air as Kami was now just beside her. She drew her fist back and swung again but missed as he was just out of reach though she hadn't even seen him move. Releasing a bellowing cry she threw herself into a series of punches and kicks, putting everything she had into bashing him in the face but he was always just out of reach.
Rearing back she aimed her kick for his head but was stopped by his cane. The impact of her foot stopped by a simple stick! Kami seemed less than impressed by her actions, "What would your father say if he saw you right now? Or maybe your mother, would the blood that she sacrificed to protect you be happy to see the blood that now covers your own hands?"
"Shut up! If you are fucking Kami then why the hell did they have to die? Why didn't you save them? Why didn't you protect me?" She punched again missed as the green guardian moved to her side, his cane sweeping low and catching her leg.
Her own momentum flipped her and she landed flat on her back. But she rolled upwards but before she had gotten back up to face him he had already moved behind her. "I am a guardian of billions, and I knew that you would suffer. But this was not the path that was destined for you, I believed you were strong enough to become something greater than even your mother and father who were the most pure and noble souls I ever had the privilege of guiding to heaven."
"You are so full of shi-" His staff struck her in the stomach knocking the air from her lungs as her body lurched from the impact force. Spit exploded from her open expression as she crumpled to the ground.
"I am not."
"Hey asshole leave her alone!" Launch retrieved a pair of pistols and fired at him, Lance grabbed a rocket and lined up for a clear shot.
Holding up his hand Kami stopped all of the bullets from approaching him and swung them in an arc rounding in less than a second the blonde saw the explosion happen as the rocket that was fired met the bullets in mid flight. Her sister was knocked backwards and tumbled over and over several times into the ground.
"No-!" Launch screamed as the taste of fear gripped her looking at her blue haired twin laying motionless in the ground. Gritting her teeth Launch rushed the man who had 'attacked' them, drawing a knife from the top of her green top she gave no care to her own wellbeing as the two women who were her only family, her only connection this world were being hurt if not killed.
She swung but the blade seemed to go through Kami as he seemed unaffected but she didn't stop with an angry and desperate cry she slashed again and again into the air. Each swing slowing as tears began to drop from her eyes, for the first time in a long time Launch's confidence began to falter. Without her sister standing and Chi-Chi helpless what was going to happen to them? All she had wanted was to live free and play by her own rules!
"Because, this is the path you chose."
It was the voice of the false god. It was in her head!
A single blow cracked into her head as the flat end of his staff struck Launch from behind, his mental powers over the woman had caused her to attack an image he created in her mind. Truly this was a sea of tragedy, but none as much as the daughter Chi-Chi. She pushed herself up onto her knees, a thin line of blood escaped from her mouth. "Gohan gave you everything, you had what you had lost and you were lead astray by your only childish intentions. Forgive and move on, all fates are eventually met in the afterlife."
Kami sighed as brought his staff back to his shoulder. Seeing the way she rose up, that dogged determination, all of it wasted because of a sliver of darkness that once radiated in a pure radiated soul. That drop of black corruption had ruined such a brilliant creation of his world, though she might not believe it she was destined for so much more than this.
Chi-Chi threw one of her hand's forward and tried her best to coalesce her ki, she had done it only a few times in her life but it was her only trump card, that back pocket ace in the hole. A slight yellow glimer sparked from her fingers as she focused on Kami.
"You can still be saved child, but if you release that attack you will be punished. For your judgement on this world will be a harsh one, beg forgiveness and turn from this path. There are many like you who can find salvation, do not do this."
"My life is already hell… Kami…" her voice hissing venomously. "There is nothing you can do that can make me suffer more than I already have, and if you are a fucking god then you should just snap your fingers and bring back my parents, return my life that I had, and make it so that this never happened!" Her pained scream as she felt a small orb begin to form in her palm.
"Why would I return them to you after you've taken so much? Do you justify your needs by hurting so many people because of what you lost? What about them, why didn't you stand up for them when you had that chance?" His eyes narrowed as he clicked his staff against the ground, "You who knew such pains became the perpetrator of that same pain, you are the same level as the man who took so much from you."
"Because you let them die! Why didn't you protect us? Why KAMI TELL ME WHY!?"
"I did what I could, but my powers are not completely divine as you believe. Through my actions I stopped the further decimation of this planet through a miracle that I blessed this planet with. I saved billions of lives when I could." His tone becoming sour as he continued. "Many others just like you did not have the fortune of having not one but two chances at a new life. So why do they not matter to you?"
But she didn't want to hear that, why difference did it make now. If their lives were so valuable why did he show up here and now, why not when she raped or maybe when she killed that monster. Her eyes were red, tears ran down her face as she only could hear Kami's voice and the heavy reverberations of her heart in her chest. "That's just an excuse, What kind of God are you then-"
His staff hit her again in the stomach and then almost simultaneously in the back knocking her flat on her stomach. "Chi-Chi, for your sins of reckless killing and the squandering of your gifts I deem you to suffer for your actions in this life until you have finally earned repentance." His staff hooked underneath her neck and lifted her up.
The green fingers touched the top of her head. "I shall break down this wall you have created in your mind, and you shall bear the full weight of your sins on this world until you finally have learned your lesson."
It all went dark… but her unconsciousness was not a peaceful darkness. It was all of her nightmares to be replayed over and over again in her mind. With Kami's psychic powers he removed her ability to block out the terrible things she had done in her head. Returning the mind of a scared twelve year old girl who now had to add the shame of so many other terrible things upon her conscience.
Never a peaceful sleep, plagued with false visions, hallucinations of the dead who pointed and screamed at her.
All of it remained while she was on this world…
"To hell with your Kami!" Kakarot shouted grabbing Chi-Chi's face between his hands and holding her close to his own. "You did what you had too and if he was so powerful to stop you then he truly doesn't care about his own world."
"He was right," Shaking her head and closing her eyes as she remembered how many days afterwards she had managed to get herself together again. Leaving Launch and her sister to their own devices as she suffered, the horrors of her past coming back tenfold.
This was now her curse to bear, for all of her strength and gifts that her parents and Gohan had given her this is how she squandered them? The images and berating faces of the three people who meant more to her in her entire life reinforced that fact every single moment of her existence that she had back on Earth.
But when she tried to change her ways it was too late… far too late for redemption. The world began to restore itself and her face, name, and likeness became a wanted criminal. There was going to be no peaceful resolution for her if she had tried for the rest of her life. No one could know who she was, and no one could see her face.
Yet the apparent wills of another God brought a different fate for her as her greater than normal strength as she roamed the woods in her forced isolation from the rest of the world caught the eye of a saiyan. A strong woman who lived out in the wilderness, with easily ten times more power than the average human. Lucious couldn't stop himself from investigating, it was from there the saiyan had found something valuable and Chi-Chi an escape from her past.
Only two years in she had been given a reprieve… but all she had to do was sell herself for ten more years, her body, heart and mind would belong to someone else.
Chi-Chi accepted with the hopes that one day she might be able to find some sort of peace and mayhap a release from the nightmares on Earth if she devoted her life and cause to something other than herself.
"Don't lie to me… Please Kakarot don't," Her lips were quivering as she begged not to hear these words. She wanted to believe that her punishment and slavery were one in the same as she did everything she could to try and undo past wrongs.
He smoothed her hair back from her face as he watched Chi-Chi suffering, the painful truth of her prior life resonated within the saiyan. Though her reasons were far from pure, she sought her servitude as a means to an end for her soul.
It is why she tried to value all life, why she threw herself into doing right for everyone and tolerating-to a point- his antics. As he held her in his hands, he didn't see her as Chi-Chi the caretaker, but as a woman. A woman whose past required soothing and assurances from a man who did not see them as past sins but as marks of honor.
The saiyans legacy made his people what they were. Chi-Chi was no different.
Kakarot might damn himself for what he wanted to do, but as he elixir of Golden honey stirred up his own heart and burned his emotions with a fever he could not stop himself.
Warm lips pressed over Chi-Chi's trembling ones, not passionate or frenzied but a tender pressure of a lover. Fingers weaved through her raven locks as one more hand gripped her waist so that she would not be let go of. Her hands pushed at his chest but the effort was half hearted at best, she was hurting again. Dredging up the truth about herself and how she felt she deserved everything had consumed her life for years.
The saiyan holding her had another opinion of her words and for the first time in a long time she was given a genuine token of pure affection. Impaired or not she couldn't bear her suffering all alone right now. Kakarot told her that she should be proud yet she had convinced herself otherwise for so long only to be given such a sincere kiss it turned her painful tears and cries into a dying whimper. His mouth moved gently kissing her slowly as he stroked her face.
"I don't see anything wrong, if you were a saiyan woman no one would blame you." Kakarot breathed against her lips, watching a pair of chocolate brown eyes trembling as they looked into his face. One that was not teasing or mocking, but genuine and sincere.
When had anyone given her the smallest token of pure affection? Launch and Lance were like family but they were just there to fill a void that she had made. Kakarot however… Kakarot was looking at her with respect and desire, a far cry from the pity she was expecting.
The question that seemed to slow down time in her head. Was it wrong? Could she just willingly throw herself to the wind and submit to a Kakarot's affection or would she just bury her head in the sand and pretend that this was nothing and continue going on as she had after giving up a secret in her heart.
What more did she have to lose?
There was no Kami here, the mental curse placed upon her faded when she had left Earth.
Would she regret this in the morning?
Kakarot wasn't the one who fooled around with women and he had saved her life. They had been closer, but were they close enough?
Turn away or live for the moment?
Her fingers curled for but a moment against his skin. Then a flash of an image of herself being wrapped up in his arms as he held her, kissed her, and consoled her.
Kakarot could see that struggle, that moment of decision that flickered behind such emotion filled eyes. She wore them on her sleeve like a badge of honor. She might question if he was doing this out of pity, but a saiyan did nothing out of pity. Remorse might be more appropriate but, to ask that she let him comfort her. A Caretaker was not something he would just volunteer for.
Yet his moment was rewarded as she brought her hands around his neck and kissed him, her soft lips melding with his as her mouth opened up and brought her tongue to his teeth.
It surprised Kakarot as she licked at his mouth as if asking for permission to enter and taste him. It was a foreign feeling and one he had never experienced. But he did not refuse as her tongue found his own and ran along his taste buds amplifying his growing arousal as he could feel his once limp prick begging to swell into a half hardened cock. She tasted so sweet like the fruit of the vineyards they now lazed about.
Pushing her down onto the cushioned lawn chair he squeezed her tighter and in response his own tail found her thigh and coiled around it. The edge sliding and squeezing against the parts of her exposed skin where it could. He hadn't really been with any women in his years, finding himself distracted or unwilling to take that step.
But his body knew what to do. Grabbing at the back of her ass he squeezed her tightly inviting her long legs to curl up and around his body. Her fingers ran over the the misplaced hairs on the back of his neck while the tip of his tail pushed against her core and began to move up and down.
Chi-Chi moaned into his mouth, before breaking away, her head fall back as she let Kakarot do what he wanted. His lips moved across her skin before leaving a hot trail from hist tongue across her velvet like skin, creating more moans within her body.
Oh God!
His tail felt sooo good!
Kakarot suckled at the skin of her neck before moving his hands to tear free the offending garments that covered the rest of her body. Exposing her shapely contours willingly for the first man in a long time. He nibbled up underneath her chin as she felt the tip of his tail begin to now rub her exposed bud with more force and more intensity.
Having deprived herself of any self pleasure aside from what she could squeeze in a quick shower she had never had the chance to openly give herself any kind of rich pleasure. A quick finger rub in the shower was barely a breath to that of the whirlwind Kakarot was giving her with just his tail. Then as he mouthed her neck, the predator feral nature as he sucked on her throat he released a guttural purr that made her entire body shake. Feeling like some beast had gripped her throat but instead of harming her he mouthed her skin and held her close.
Kakarot saw her not as Chi-Chi the caretaker, or Chi-Chi the human right now. She was a beautiful woman who needed to be pleasured, damn her origins and race, right now he wanted her. Some creature who called himself a God had attempted to destroy this beautiful warrior because of some misguided morals. He wanted to show the woman beneath him that there was nothing she needed to use that strength she had and go beyond it.
Forget about her past and focus on the present, it had been shackling her for far too long.
Chi-Chi's hips rocked against his cock as his tail continued to make her come undone. "Oh please... " She whispered as that pleasure that began to radiate from her stomach and begin to pool between her legs. Continuing that frantic pace against him, she strived to give them both of that pleasure both of them were craving.
It happened quickly for both as Chi-Chi's scream was released into the air, shuddering as Kakarot found himself rocking to that point and coated his pants feeling just like an inexperienced male courting a female. He wanted to shout and berate himself for doing as such but as he looked at lustful eyes of a woman beneath him he thought that it wasn't too bad of a thing.
Dropping his nose into her neck he inhaled deeply finding the new burning scent of Chi-Chi's sweat and pleasure to be unbearably tantalizing. Pleasure he could smell and almost taste.
Chi-Chi still held onto him though not as tightly as before, finding herself going limp but still enjoying the closeness of a welcome warm body laying on top of her with soft lips kissing her neck. She felt tired after such an exertion but quickly found herself heating up again as a rip from Kakarot's waist revealed a sticky cock quickly swelling back into a full erection. Her eyes dipped down as his hips pulled back just enough.
"Wait… What are you doing?" Her soft question begging the saiyan to look at her with a smoldering gaze.
Are we going further?
His expression didn't change as he slid between her legs, both of his own touching the stone floor beneath him. Both of his palms pushed at her thighs spreading her legs even wider, as the new sun of Vegeta-sei began to rise and casting a shine over Kakarot's figure and turning that soft caramel brown into a dark yellow only captivated her more.
Kakarot felt her trying to closer herself and move her hands to block his view of that small black patch of curls that hid her small soaked flower of pleasure. He softly grasped her lips and moved them away and onto his shoulders.
Leaning forwards as his head stopped just between both of her savory breasts that had hardened and all but tempted the saiyan to taste each rosey peak but he held himself back.
"We have only begun." Kakarot told her as her body began to tremble, letting his tail bring one leg behind his back before the other and then almost cruelly locking around both of her ankles so that she could do nothing but hold onto him.
Bringing one hand down from her neck with a single finger trailing between her tits and slowly descending over her stomach before stopping just above her core.
Spitting two fingers he opened up her warm slit and pushed the head of his cock against her wet pussy sliding upwards to wet him just enough and repeating until she moaned signaling she was now ready.
"Hold onto me and I won't let you go Chi-Chi."
Her eyes widened before they were drilled shut as he pushed himself inside of her in one fluid stroke. Turning groans into cries as she was filled to her limit, the tip of his cock kissing the entrance of her womb allowing her no extra space as she and him joined their bodies as one.
R&R
Kerghan