"So… let me clarify, Yamcha attacked his former girlfriend and Vegeta awoke destroying him?" Yamma murmured as he stroked his beard in concentration.
"Yes, but he must have awoken with strong new powers… if it was him that killed Yamcha that is." Scrotis replied blinking up to the giant.
The size difference was clear between the two men; Scrotis stood just over five feet and King Yamma towered above at fifteen feet or so.
The king was sitting on the floor cross-legged, deep in thought and almost in a meditative state of mind.
"Well, if Yamcha was destroyed then he is more than likely around here somewhere…" King Yamma whispered as he sussed up the scenario.
The energy Penetrator gun he'd given Yamcha should have been more than enough to knock the Sayan prince out cold; if as Scrotis had said it'd been turned onto full; their was no way in any possible light of chances that the Sayan could have survived… even if he did have the ability to become an ascended Super Sayan on Earth.
Scrotis shaded his eyes from the dark clouded sky and squinted into the distance.
As far as the eye could see was nothing but thorns, baked grey ground and a matching sky. Blood lakes were also scattered about but all the inhabitants seemed to have disappeared off the face of the underworld. HFIL was indeed a very lonely and depressing place to be.
A spooky mysterious breeze drifted through the air, ruffling King Yamma's beard; ripples formed in the lakes red surface.
"We shall have to go and find the inmates and perhaps locate your… associate." He declared, as the giant stood up from the grey dusty ground, leaving a deep imprint where he'd been sitting.
Both had dried off quickly, but Scrotis was left bloodstained after falling into the lake. King Yamma's purple pinstriped suit had been ruined. Both reeked of dried blood.
Meanwhile….
"So… what do you call this game again?" Nappa called out scratching his baldhead in confusion.
"Its spin the bottle moron. You spin the bottle and whoever it lands on has to do a truth or dare; whichever they decide." Radditz sighed angrily.
"Ohhhh I see! I used to play a game like that with the prince" Nappa replied, smiling back at the memories of life.
"Yeah we did, didn't you ever wander how he got the best end of the deal each time?" Radditz growled, the other dozen or so Sayans laughed aloud.
"Come to think of it… your right! Not once did he have to do a double dare. I remember that time you two made me strip and knock on the most beautiful woman's door on the ship."
Radditz laughed this time. "Yeah and she set fire to your balls!"
Nappa suddenly looked deadly serious. "That was the second time that has happened to me. My father ruined my pubic hair when I was just a kid…"
The crowd sitting around in a circle crowed with laughter. "Nappa… I think perhaps you should have kept that to yourself."
"So has anybody got a spare bottle?" Turles shouted out, he was sitting between two beautiful female Sayans. One with long black and red hair, the other with shoulder length straight brown hair.
"I'll get one!!" A mysterious teenager yelled back, as he jumped out of the ring and went to locate a suitable bottle.
The entire group applauded and cheered, then Radditz came up with an even better idea… "Anybody agree. We should invite his Lord Freeza and that crazy guy he bums with?"
The whole grouping raised their hands and some their tails, into the air to show their support to the idea.
"Who wants the good deeds of fetching them?" Radditz asked, as he laid back onto the firm body of a beautiful blonde human female. She was wearing an outfit strikingly familiar to that of a pole dancer. A tiny red fluffy thong, with a tiny piece of stringy material covering her breasts, it didn't leave much to the imagination.
"I'll go." Offered Nappa, as he stood up and stretched his arms and legs in an awkward fashion, his body armour making strange ripping noises with each stretch.
"I shall assist you, they are not usually very co-operative." King Vegeta said, standing away from his wife and walking over to the man he appointed guardian to his son.
Both men stood very tall, something the prince hadn't inherited from his father; Nappa still towering above his majesty. Both were very drunk, they half staggered out of the room and into the outside. Arm locked in arm, supporting one another. The Sayans all peered through the open door until the Kings red cloak disappeared from sight; then they sprung back into conversation.
Meanwhile…
"Scrotis. This is utterly useless, without the help of my locater we have little to no chance of finding Yamcha. I never knew this land was so sparse, now when Baba told me it was getting overcrowded to say I believed her…"
Scrotis looked up to the king, who appeared to be mumbling about something coherent; he had to admit, they'd walked for what seemed miles and still they hadn't came across a single sole. Not even an ogre.
"Y….Your…. Highness… shall we go.. Back to the office, maybe.. Can find Yamcha on the system." The little alien stuttered, he was terrified of the land he found himself in and of the great temperamental King Yamma.
"So, you agree we shall we call it a day and return to my office? I still have Vegeta to try and sort out I suppose, and that Yamcha looks like he will be staying here for some time, unfortunately there is a diminutive problem with that…"
"What… would that be your majesty?"
"If the Sayans find out that miss Briefs was, as you say raped… If they ever uncover she was their future queen… I feel it will not be good down here for him, not in the slightest; especially as the prince will be joining them down here very soon…"
"I see. Are the Sssayans not locked up…"
King Yamma sighed, "No, unfortunately not, we ran out of room when the whole race was sent to home for infinite losers. Yes every single Sayan ever born had done things deemed bad enough to go to this hell hole… its sad really." King Yamma paused. "With the exception of Goku of course."
"Sayans … they were the ones that destroyed my-" Scrotis was cut off by the Kings hand, as he held it up a symbol for him to stop.
"Yes, I am fully aware of how cruel and physically powerful those people were… but it's either let them loose down here, or somebody like Freeza. Which do you think is worse… until we get more cells built it's the only option, life is still hell down here after all."
Oh how wrong King Yamma actually was…
"Get your fag arse out of this cage now." King Vegeta ordered stepping into Freeza's cell, the Icejiin was lying sprawled out on the bed reading the autobiography of his lover.
Until the booming deep voice of the king, Freeza was unaware of anybody else's presence he'd gotten lost in the pages and felt as if he'd been transported to Earth and was living in the war.
He never realised Earthlings could be so bloodthirsty and violent, truly Freeza found a connection he never knew existed… him and his lover were more alike than previously believed; both were definitely power hungry and enjoyed dominance.
"Oh Vegeta… what a pleasant surprise." Freeza said dryly, as he quickly closed the page of the yellowed book, then turned to the two intruders standing in the darkened doorway.
"You're coming with us lizard breath." Nappa yelled, as he grinned menacingly; Freeza growled under his breath. Oh how he missed the days of being alive.
"I don't think so Sayans! I may have lost all my powers but I still refuse to be pushed around by some stinking monkeys." Freeza declared in his pervy voice, as he smirked then licked his lips staring tentatively at the King. "Oh, how sweet your blood tasted Vegeta. It feels like it was just yesterday I killed you." He paused waiting for a reaction. The former tyrant didn't have to wait very long.
King Vegeta lunged forwards, closely followed by Nappa; grabbing Freeza by the throat he told him a few chosen words before dragging him to the hut where the group of Sayans were waiting.
Freeza had nothing else he could possibly do; but go along.
He prayed the little outing didn't involve drinking sperm like earlier when they'd offered him the drink so politely.
Shuddering at the thought, he screamed in a high woman-like voice as Nappa stood with all his tons of weight onto the Icejiins long dirty tail. He still hadn't cleaned it after the morning's sex sessions with Adolf; he liked the scent it left behind.
"Where are you both taking me? Let me guess another torture session, just what I need to awaken my senses…" Freeza hissed, as Nappa proceeded to twist his tail; if Freeza was a gentleman he would have warned the big dumb bald Sayan to wash his hands afterwards… but Freeza was no gentleman. What Nappa was doing now felt slightly sensual if anything, he hoped that wherever he was being taken it would involve chains and if he was really lucky whips… For a slight moment Hitler had evaporated to the back of his mind; replaced with thoughts of being forced into painful positions whilst being subjected to very strong sex acts…
Strangely the Icejiin began to find himself growing wet at his back section; a sure sign he was getting aroused.
Back in the Afterworld…"This looks a good place to rest." Vegeta said as he gently placed his wife down in a pile of fluffy clouds.
Bulma purred at the new soft texture hitting her bare back, she'd never felt so tired in her life. Even the pregnancy whilst carrying Trunks had been nothing to the exhaustion she felt now.
After eating the fruit, one diverse reaction seemed to be, it made her sleepy.
Opening one eye, she took in her husband's new appearance, the long fluffy tail was definitely an eye-opener, and it matched his physique perfectly. His figure looked exactly as it had before he'd transformed into the new Super Sayan. Bulma had to admit, he had looked seriously sexy and handsome with the long dark spiky hair and the red fur; she began to feel curious as to what it would feel like to stroke… "Vegeta… do you think you could turn back into that form if you wanted?" Bulma asked curiously.
Vegeta looked down at his tired wife, he had to admit she did look worse for wear after that freak Yamcha tried to have his way… Vegeta couldn't help himself as a low dangerous growl escaped his throat.
"Woman I don't know, until I have the time and the right conditions I wont know… it seemed very temporary, I definitely wield the power inside of me; it seems as though I've ascended even further than Kakkorot. Now if only I was to have another shot at Buu, I have to thank that pink blob personally for giving me, my newfound powers. That baka earthling was hardly worth the energy he didn't even try to put up a fight. Hmf weakling."
"Well I think you looked handsome…" Bulma dropped off, as she escaped into the world of dreams. Sleep finally claiming her.
Vegeta raised an eyebrow then smirked to himself. "Hmf so I don't look handsome usually? I'll have to show you later my queen…once you've rested enough."
The Sayan prince, grinned as perverted thoughts flashed through his mind, then he too decided to take a well-earned rest. Settling down beside the sleeping form of Bulma he closed his eyes and tried to work out what could have caused him to ascend so powerfully like he had. Not even Buu had uncovered that power… unless it had been unlocked after he'd sacrificed himself… he continued to think of all the possible case scenarios until he too finally dropped off to sleep. His tail wrapped protectively around Bulma's waist, his head nuzzled close to hers.
King Yamma slammed the remaining books onto the desk, he couldn't find the locater anywhere… it had been several centuries since he'd last used it and in that time, the paperwork had mounted up horrendously.
"Any luck over their Scrotis?" He called as he wiped a brow of sweat off his forehead.
Scrotis lifted his head from inside a giant filing cabinet and shook vigorously; the biggest spider he had ever set eyes upon was staring at him… it looked hungry.
"No… Yamma sir."
"That's King Yamma to you. Well don't stand their keep looking! Your friend's life is at stake. It's incredibly hard to kill someone who's already dead… But if he does, it's completely out of my hands."
"Excuse me… King Yamma your sir… perhaps Yamcha deserves to remain in HFIL, that poor girl I hope she's okay… she looked so beautiful and innocent…"
King Yamma growled loudly, the entire office shook. "If the girl who you describe to be innocent is the one I'm thinking of… she's not as pure as you'd think, she's actually married to the brute whose blown up HALF MY LAND!"
Scrotis quickly decided to jump back among the colossal sized files, each was larger than him. The huge spider was much less scary than the demon king.
Trishco swung around on his computer chair, "It seems that the ogres aren't replying to any emails I send your majesty."
"That's because they're a useless bunch of idiots. They don't even know how to work a computer." Yamma snapped, Trischo quickly went back to inputting some data into the system. Yamma was in the foulest mood since the ice age when his office had frozen over.
Baba hovered on her magic orb, smiling she realised it must all be going wrong once again for the great King Yamma. She'd just come from Earth, which was now three quarters flattened with the battle against Majjin Buu, and now the after world looked half gone.
In the distance she could make out the figures of two people among the clouds. One looked extremely familiar to the little witch, cackling to herself she hoped it was Bulma; thinking twice she prepared to capsulate her magic ball. The last time they'd met Bulma had broken it whilst trying to watch Yamcha fight the Sayans.
"Yamcha and Bulma… up to their old ways!" cackled Baba, with a glint of mischief in her eyes.
BACK DOWN TO HFILFreeza was dragged into the mouldy looking wooden hut. The smell of damp hit him the moment the door opened. Inside looked dark and depressing, just the conditions the Sayans seemed to thrive in.
"You got him?" yelled out Turles, as he pulled his hand out of the shorthaired females top, she let out an angry sigh as he stopped massaging her.
"You bet boys… uh and girls." Nappa shouted back as he stepped into the hut first, dragging Freeza by the tail.
King Vegeta closely followed.
Freeza's eyes bulged out as he was forced into the circle of Sayans;
"Sit down freak. You're going to play a game with us." Demanded Panbukin a former member of Bardock's team. He moved his tail out and grabbed Freeza sitting the lizard next to him.
"I don't want to sit next to butt plug man thanks. I might catch a disease." Totapo replied, as he got up from his place and sat next to Nappa.
Totapo like Panbukin was a member of Bardock's team who was killed on Planet Meat by one of Freeza's men Durdoria.
Radditz laughed loudly at the last comment, before the teenage Saiyan appeared with two empty glass bottles in hand.
"What took you so long sonny!?? Yelled Panbukin. "Wow don't that make me sound really old or what…"
"Like… I'm so sorry guys; I couldn't find any empty bottles so I had to resort to drinking both of them. Here two empty wine bottles it is…" The teenager smirked, flinging the bottles into the middle of the ring then taking a seat himself. He had dark navy hair, with little red spikes, his tail was long and fluffy and his eyes were a mystical green.
The girls both sitting next to Turles began to shift at the youngster's presence. The Sayan with long black and red hair attempted to rise from the ring before a firm tail clamped her back down to her place.
"Stay." The twin brother of Goku said calmly, before releasing the now pouting girl.
"So where's your boyfriend my Lord." Radditz called out, as he pulled himself off the beautiful blonde females lap. He was slightly disappointed; the game could have been so much more interesting if Freeza bought along his 'Bum Chum' as the German was regularly known as.
"That is none of your concern monkey breath." Freeza hissed out, his tail smashing into the floor creating a deep imprint.
As if to answer bardock's eldest son; the wooden door slammed open and in the doorway stood a short little human… and another guy wearing a fluffy bearskin hat.
"Adolf! What are you doing here?" Shouted out Freeza to the newcomer, the man in the green uniform with the fur hat stood to attention to the Sayans.
"Oh yes! Its bum chum!" yelled out Panbukin, his tail flickering with excitement.
"Hey! You stole my word fatboy!! Take it back!" Radditz called out, waving his fist drunkenly and angrily.
Several muffles of laughter came from the remaining Sayans who were watching the argument begin to escalate.
"You have no right to call me that! I'm old enough to be your father! Show some respect boy." Panbukin called back.
"You worked with my father, I believe you're very familiar with him. Fatarse."
King Vegeta stood up before Radditz threw anymore-childish drunken remarks to Panbukin. The room suddenly silenced, the chuckles stopped instantly.
"So whose your father then? I bet you were shot into space at birth." The short fat Sayan continued, completely missing the King glaring at him coldly.
Radditz growled, "No, you're mistaking me for my younger brother. My father is Bardock and just to inform you, I was working with the prince whilst you were long dead. I believe that makes me an Elite does it not?"
Panbukin paled slightly in colour, "oh, of course Radditz. Forgive me…"
Radditz smirked. "You're forgiven – for now, now lets play before we get anymore rude interruptions. I think his majesty should have the honour of spinning the bottle first."
The King picked up his cocktail from the table, then growled as he sat back down next to his beautiful wife; also Prince Vegeta's mother.
"What are you doing here Adolf! Who is the strange man you came in with? I demand an answer now!" Freeza whispered angrily as Adolf took a seat next to a rough looking male Sayan with many battle scars. He didn't look like a Sayan to mess with.
The short little dictator was only a few people away from Freeza, and he completely ignored his lover.
"HOW DARE YOU IGNORE-" Freeza was cut off by Panbukin slamming his fist onto the lizards head, it surprised the Icejiin; he felt his eyes almost fall out of his head a sudden ebbing feeling came from the blow like a bad hangover.
"Don't talk when the King is present slimeball." Panbukin growled, shifting in his spot to get comfortable, his rolls of fat poking out from the broken Sayan armour.
The stranger with the fur hat chuckled in a foreign accent, as Freeza received another hit from the Saiyan sitting on the opposite side.
Hitler remained completely silent; he was holding his Nazi badge so tightly that the colour was draining from his hand. It was something the German had never left, no matter where he had been; even on Earth in the trenches he'd had the metal badge in his pocket.
His cousin had given it to him for good luck; it was the same sign that was made into the dreaded Swatzigar. Being in the hut with the handful of Sayans was suddenly making the dead human feel frightened and small.
The aliens he found himself amongst, were one of the most victorious races there ever was. Much stronger and successful than the Germans could have ever been… Just thinking of the Sayan people bought a tear to the square moustached man's eye.
If only he had known them whilst being alive on Earth… established links with the aliens. Formed an alliance with them… He would have won the First World War almost instantly, America would now be the new Germany and the United Kingdom reduced into a waste dump for the Germans mess.
"Adolf, we stay to play game yes?" The man said in a strong accent, his fur hat bobbed on his head as he spoke.
Hitler snapped back into reality at the sound of the human's voice. "Yes, yes of course my friend. We stay."
"Well… LETS GET ON WITH IT THEN!" Shouted out Turles impatiently, both the girls sitting next to him jumped into the air.
"Don't you dare rush the King, you disrespectful third class peasant!" Nappa hollered back, staring coldly to the twin of Goku. "Hey… don't you look really familiar."
Turles quickly growled, then downed the tiny shot of vodka in one gulp. He really had to get the ogres to smuggle some more of the burning drink into the land. It was like gold dust, and went down well with the homemade hooch. "Yeah I look familiar, I'm sure. Keep your mouth shut Radditz if you don't want it blown off."
Radditz smirked to his younger brother, receiving a death glare in return.
Meanwhile the Ginyu force were lying in the mud near the largest blood lake,
"Hey Guldo, come over here and rub the mud on my back will you?" Recoombe asked politely pointing to his hairy back.
"Why's it always me? No. Not today. I had to get the headlice out of your hair yesterday its Burters turn."
Burter lifted an eye lazily, "No sorry Recoombe, this mud bath is just too good it's doing my skin wonders."
Jeice popped his head up from the mud; he had been swimming through it breathing through what looked to be a straw. His white hair had now transformed into a giant mud mound. "Hey. Anyone else think this is pretty erotic?" Jeice asked, taking a deep breath of the stale air and settling his hands behind his neck.
"Yeah you bet, never in my wildest dreams would I have pictured having a mud bath with you guys. Maybe a melted chocolate orgy or a hot naked shower…" Burter said, beginning to drool. Images of Zarbon in the shower began to flow back to him.
"Yeah… shower." Reccombe murmured grinning toothlessly.
"You think we're homosexual then? I was just thinking this earlier… it's kinda confusing, I mean in my life or when I was alive… whatever. Well I screwed a damn load of woman and… my that was nice, but now I have been with men its… different… nice also. I just didn't want to be branded like a tin of beans." Jeice grumbled, he scratched his muddy head in confusion.
"I dunno. I guess it makes us both." Reccombe exclaimed, he smiled again. "Yes both, the best of both worlds. The ice cream and the custard."
All the Ginyu spare Reccombe pulled a puzzled expression and began to sweat drop.
"You're matching us up to a desert!" yelled Guldo angrily, as he jumped up from the mud pool, revealing his hardened state.
"Oh put it away please!" Begged Burter, as he cupped his hands together as if praying.
"Yeah, I suppose we are kind of like dessert, its my favourite meal of the day! Well except fresh meat of course…" Reccombe said licking his lips.
The remaining three of the Ginyu all sweat dropped, "Maybe we should test to see if we're gay or not?" Jeice suggested, he was feeling awkward; the question had been bugging him for days after raping Zarbon.
"Test. And how are we supposed to do that dummy!" Guldo grumbled, pulling himself back down into the mud, much to the pleasure of Burter.
"I dunno, I'm sure I can come up with summint." Jeice replied, he closed his eyes pondering on the thought and began to think up possible ideas.
The King of all Sayans stepped up from the cushion he had been sitting upon. All the Sayans stood up drunkenly and bowed before his majesty, some clouting each other with loosely hanging tails and butting heads.
The dozen or so in the hut were selected by Radditz to play the spin the bottle game thought up earlier.
"So, I just spin this glass bottle right?" King Vegeta asked, pointing to the empty wine bottle in the middle of the ring.
"Yep, just spin it, and we'll see who it lands on. The person gets the choice of a truth or dare." Radditz declared proudly, this had always been one of his and the prince's favourite games to play with Nappa. Although Vegeta had always gotten the better end of the straw each time, he had always been very creative in the dares and questions shot at the two Sayans.
"We had game like this on Earth." Hitler shouted out happily, he had just downed a cocktail passed over by a beautiful female Sayan, the plus being it tasted familiar to mango; not seaman, urine or anything else nasty.
"Yeah, yeah." Turles grumbled, "Remind me why we gotta play with humans again?" he moaned indicating to the short German and the new stranger.
Nappa smirked evilly, "Because kid, it'll be a lot more fun."
King Vegeta chuckled under his breath, the Sayans all sat back down onto the hard stone floor. "Right, ensure you're all spacious enough apart. I now announce this spin the bottle game open. By law of the King nobody can back down from a dare, and the truth must be sworn at all times."
The entire room, spare Freeza gave a loud applause; several bottles were thrown into the air along with the strange humans fur hat.
Disclaimer: Hi all!
I hope you've enjoyed this chapter tehehe. Spin the bottle game is next chapter ;-0)
I promise everything should be answered very soon! I.E who the strange man is, Baba mistaking Bulma and Vegeta, The Ginyu force and their test, anyway LOADS MORE planned for next chapter!
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