Without further ado:
Chapter 3: Desired Wishes
~With Frieza~
"Curse her!" the pink and lavender scaled alien reared in anger. Slamming his fist upon his desk; the furniture crumbling under the force of his rage. The alien was seething from what had taken place only moments ago with the dark-haired saiyan.
It hadn't been a pretty sight; the damn enchantress had evaded his advances once more holding onto her 'love' for her 'precious' Vegeta. He'd kill that monkey the next chance he got, maybe then, after seeing her former lover's corpse; she'd have to give in to his advances. She was his and his alone!
Ever since he first saw that beautiful creature, he had been entranced by how pure she was for being a member of a warrior race and yet how strong her will had been. He wanted to taint such purity with his darkness, make her bend to his will, mark body in such a way she would only ever be satisfied by his hands. He wanted to corrupt her body, mind, and even her soul. Since the moment he saw her he wanted her for his own, to steal her from the little monkey.
Instead of wooing the girl, as he had tried to do every day, he turned his frustration on her. She denied him left and right, forcing his hand when she attacked with her unique energy, he had enjoyed the fighting, and he still did. Her blood, after all, was delicious.
Either way, he'd have to make a gesture to his pet if he was going to make up for the last fight they had had, she'd been left bleeding on the floor.
"You will soon be mine, whether you like it or not my pet," he hissed to himself.
Looking down at some of the paperwork that now lay scattered at his feet, his eyes fell on the one with a seafoam and blue colored planet. Data on the globe had been scribbled on the sides, informing him of the planet's makeup and how hostile the inhabitants were. At the top read the words 'Planet Namek'. This was to be their destination; it would take several days to get there.
A wicked grin took the shape of the lavender colored tyrant misshapen face.
He would destroy all of its inhabitants once he had obtained the seven dragon balls. Immortality was an enthralling idea, and now it was within his reach. He would rule the stars forever, but to do so by himself would quickly grow tedious. That would, of course, be a simple fix with his pet forever in love with him.
Yes, he'd share his immortality with her after he wished for her undying and eternal love.
His grin grew.
Soon she'd be his. Forever.
~o.O~O.o~ Days later ~o.O~O.o~
Kagome yelp at the sudden tension on her scalp, a sharp yank pulling her from the bed. Dangling from her hair, Kagome opened her eyes, now fully awake, to look into the beady black eyes of Dodoria: the hideous pink menace that went out of his way to torture her. Growling her displeasure at the giant pincushion, he, in turn, smirked making him look far uglier than usual.
She had been enjoying the few days that she'd been left alone, sadly such peace was too much to ask for, and of course, it had to be this monster to pull her back to reality. Kagome would only be free when Frieza was dead; she was to be his prisoner for the rest of her life.
"Get your hands off me, you pig!" she spat out as she slapped him across his fat face. His head snapped to the side to show an instant purple bruise forming on his now swollen cheek. A grin threatens to pull at her lips at her handy work.
He threw her away from him and onto the cold hard ground. She quickly looked up to see him advance towards her with his hand raised as if to backhand her. With a smirk, she waited for the hit knowing that if he hit her, just one more time, and left a mark, Frieza would have him torn limb from limb.
The upside, and only upside, of being the lizard's pet had to be the threat of death if anyone harmed her. Apparently, Frieza preferred to be the one to beat her.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you Dodoria, or do you not remember Master Frieza's threat the last time you hit Lady Kagome?" The gentle male voice made Dodoria freeze in his attack, his hand only inches from her face.
With a visible pout, she leaned sideways to see the frost colored alien Zarbon playing with his mint green colored hair. The alien was infatuated with himself, glazed eyes gazing at his body dreamily while adjusting his matching set of silver bell headband and earrings. Being the vain male, that Zarbon most certainly was, his armored outfit ranged in shades of blue and white that complimented his pale and unique skin color. She knew he transformed, because he just loved talking about himself, but hadn't seen the beast as he referred to it.
Zarbon had to be one of the few soldiers who didn't despise her, and looked out for her; he said that beautiful creatures like them shouldn't be abused. He undoubtedly wasn't a friend, at least to her, but she appreciated the protection he gave when in her presence. But at the moment she was irritated with that protection, she wanted this fucker dead.
Either way, she stood dusting herself off of the imaginary dirt and then promptly kneed Dodoria in the groin, sending him to his knees with a pained gasp. That would have to do for now.
"Hello Zarbon, looking as lovely as ever," Kagome offered, making the man sigh blissfully while looking at himself in the floor to ceiling mirror. He was far too in love with himself.
"As are you, Lady Kagome," he offered in return before they both looked at her closet to decide what to wear. She played friendly because he had saved her from many beatings not just from Dodoria but Frieza too; if they had met under different circumstances, they would have easily enough become fast friends.
"What does Lord Frieza have planned for today?"
"We will be conquering Namek and taking the planets treasured 'Dragon Balls,'" He told her as they continued to look, the male apparently on some kind of mission as he dug through the closet with fever. "You absolutely must wear this mi' lady," he held the dress out to her his eyes glowing as he did so. She accepted it without thought before stepping behind a divider.
She put on the dress quickly and looked into the mirror to make sure it sat in the desired places on her body. The white slit sleeves started at the thin straps and ended in a small cuff at her wrist, while the white v-neck allowed a decent amount of cleavage to be seen as the fabric covers her breast in a bra-like fashion. The skirt and top met under her breasts as it just loosely hugged her hips and legs thanks to the thigh-high slit while nearly her entire backside was left exposed. The fabric had been made of sheer and silk and fell beautifully to the ground with fading colors of; white, cream, peach and burgundy.
"You look beautiful," Zarbon beamed breathlessly while he eyed her form, walking around her, he examined the dress and adjusted said parts. Her form stiffening as he moved her tail but forced herself not to tremble even as her knees buckled under the unwanted touch. She mindlessly watched as his fingers ghosted over the fabric before tangling in her hair doing a simple pulling back of her forelocks. "Unquestionably gorgeous," he breathed while making her look up into the mirror. Although she thought he had been referring to himself, Kagome nodded her thanks.
She didn't see anything appealing about herself as she looked at the girl staring back at her. On her planet, she'd be considered weakling and there for plain. Power is what was beautiful in their society. The only thing that even made her different had been her unique powers only seen once before in another saiyan women who'd been incredibly efficacious.
"Does Frieza wish for my company?" She asked. It had become somewhat standard for Frieza to have her with him, he had been doing it more often as of late and in a way trying to be gentle and knowledgeable about her wants and needs. He failed more times than not.
"You will be joining him as we conquer this world one village at a time," Kagome nearly fell at hearing that. She had never been allowed to leave Frieza's ship except for the few times when the spaceship needed maintenance, or they were on planet Frieza, and there she'd been confined to a room.
"Really?" She asked with bated breath. She'd be able to see the sun and breathe fresh air and feel the actual ground beneath her feet? But only to watch as an entire race of people were killed before her eyes.?
That sounded about right, the kind of torture that suited Frieza's psychopathic ways.
With a solemn nod, she followed Zarbon out of the room, with Dodoria having been waiting outside the chamber. They walked down a long corridor, the alien's hand resting on her shoulder as they walked nearly the entirety of the ship. Various doors lined the long hall all leading to numerous things, some leading to different living quarters, eating/training areas and offices one being Frieza's the others being more of labs of sorts or storage rooms.
She followed them all the way to the exit where Frieza waited in his egg-like hovering chair. Forced to shield her eyes from the bright light she was unable to fight as a set of handcuffs were placed around her wrists and a collar snugly around her neck both attached to a single chain leaving her moments limited. This no doubt was her punishment for when she had tried to escape last time the ship had landed on a planet.
Zarbon picked Kagome up, and she trembled fearfully, and her heart raced dangerously. She knew most of those around her could no doubt scent her fear yet they did nothing as she was practically dropped into the lavender alien's lap. Frieza grinned in what could only be a devilish fashion. Closing her eyes tightly she fought back the tears as he hugged her to his body one hand coming up to caress the exposed skin of her thigh.
Stiffening further, Frieza nuzzled her hair breathing in deeply. "No need to fear I am more than capable of protecting you my pet,"
Biting back a growl, Kagome forced herself to look around. The green skies were a welcoming sight compared to the darkness of space; she smiled slightly at the yellow clouds and their changing shapes as they passed over three suns. Her smile grew as she looked at the soft looking bluegrass, the treetops matching in color. Bluegrass and red soil how absurd.
They flew overhead allowing Kagome a more magnificent view of the strangely beautiful planet. Tall trees, with only a circular mound of leaves at the top, dotted the landscape in small clusters with very little shrubbery or other plant life. It differed from both planet Vegeta and Frieza which both had dozens of plants all of which proved useful medically. Squinting her eyes, she tried her best to find any animals, but surprisingly there were none within sight.
And then a small cluster of white buildings and farmlands came into view. Kagome's heart plummets into her gut at the sight of the simple village. The dread she felt grew intensely for she knew all who called this village home would die, not even the children would be spared.
Kagome turned to Frieza; maybe she could use his affection to her advantage. Just maybe she could convince him to save their lives if they didn't resist.
Swallowing her pride, she agreed to play the loyal pet "Lord Frieza?" She asked softly while leaning into his armor covered chest.
The movement grabbed his attention, and his red eyes were immediately on her face. Without pause, he answered with an arched eyebrow. "What is it my pet?"
She could feel the growl forming in her throat but swallowed it. Looking at Freiza through her lashes in her best attempt to be cute. "I appreciate that you thought to bring me along, but I was hoping…" She looked away biting her lip.
With a scaled finger he forced her to look at him. "Anything I can do for you I will,"
Inwardly she felt like smirking, but he hadn't agreed yet. "I was hoping that maybe you could let the namekian's live if they do as you ask… Please?...?"
He looked away, and she frowned with a pout and teary eyes knowing he could see. She knew it bothered him when she cried.
They landed when he answered. "As long as they give me what I want I'll spare them their lives,"
With a bow of her head, Kagome smiled. "Thank you,"
He didn't look at her as a dozen Namekians' stepped out to look at the intruders. The green species varied in size and shape, nearly all seemed to be male in gender yet looking closer many had very feminine and delicate features while wearing pants and vests leaving muscular flat chests to be seen. Kagome silently suspected this species to be an asexual race to which they have no actual gender. Leading the group was an elderly looking namek who's green face showed years of wear with the wrinkles that showed he's lived a life of happiness pulled down on his face.
"What is it you want strangers?" The elder questioned with a narrowed glare that swept the group of mixed-match armored aliens before settling on Frieza where his gaze hardened. His hands were fisted at his sides.
He no doubts could sense the evil that surrounded the horrible men that combined have killed off several species and destroyed dozens of planets. She wasn't without sin either, having killed handfuls of Frieza's men in several of her escape attempts but Frieza was the only one able to survive and overcome her powers though she doubted he would if she was able to train openly.
"We're in search of the Dragon Balls," the elder stiffened with his body taking on a slight tremble.
"What is it you want with them?"
"To grant my wish for immortality, of course," he said it plain and straightforward. Worrying her bottom lip, Kagome looked from Frieza to the elder in a pleading manner praying that the elder would simply tell them where they were and save the lives of his village. "I want it now," Frieza finished with an order.
"A monster like you will never possess the dragon balls," the elder yelled in a mix of anger and fear.
Looking down at Kagome with his red eyes he shrugged before looking at the elder. "Kill them all,"
Kagome cried out, but it was too late the soldiers were on a killing spree and enjoying every minute of it. A tear rolled down her cheek as she caught the eye of the elder to whom she mouthed an 'I'm sorry.'