Game
Thoughts
"Talking"
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Two Months Earlier
"What the hell?" Fasha grunted, staring around the dull planet.
The woman was beautiful despite the disgruntled look over her face - with short black hair, a slim yet toned body, decent sized breasts, and a large ass toned from being adept at fighting with her legs. She was wearing a standard set of Saiyan armor and had a green scouter on her face.
This is what happens when dumbasses do mission briefings. Why the hell was that bald bastard even setting up the pods?!
Before Fasha had set out for a mission with her usual squadron, Team Bardock, something weird happened. Whereas she usually set up her own pod, as she was one of the few Saiyans who was smart enough to navigate their own pod, the typical protocol was that a member of the technical division would set up the pod.
Which is stupid. We rely on the ship to get to the mission and back, yet most bastards can't even use it.
Just before leaving for her mission this time, a certain bald-headed elite by the name of Nappa had been fiddling around with her pod.
'Just inspecting it' my ass. What did that bastard do?
She knew there was something more to it than that, but she couldn't say anything. Nappa was an elite - and not just any elite, but also the right-hand man of Prince Vegeta. Fasha was a low-class Saiyan, as well as part of a squad whose shining achievement would always be their captain having a prodigal son.
Life fuckin' sucks.
Fasha sighed, turning around and climbing back into her pod, her juicy ass sticking into the air as she started fiddling with the buttons. She wasn't always so negative - she used to have high hopes, both for herself and her squad. Despite being low-class warriors, they performed far above their expectations. Their results were the best amongst low-class teams and even exceeded many elite-level squads. They continued to climb upward, getting more and more difficult and important missions.
I was so close to getting to eat that good-ass elite food. But, you just had to have a super-kid, huh, Bardock?
Bardock's first son wasn't the problem - Raditz was talented, managing to be one of the few low-class Saiyans to rise up the ranks and become an elite. He might've been one of the weaker squad captains, but he was still an Elite Squad Captain nonetheless.
The problem came with Bardock's second son, Kakarot.
The fucking shining star.
Bardock being a talented and strong squad captain who could rival even elites wasn't an issue. Him having a talented son who went on to become an elite also wasn't an issue. Hell, even him having a son who went on to become one of the strongest within their entire race probably also wasn't an issue. What was an issue - all three of these things happening.
And so, instead of continuing to get more and more important missions - instead of being put where they belonged in the war-front - Team Bardock was sent to backwood planets to conquer.
You're a good father, Bardock. Too good of a father.
Bardock was surprisingly talented for a low-class, and having two even more talented children made Frieza weary of him. He wanted Team Bardock as far away from any serious fighting as possible, sentencing them to the monotony of completing missions that were usually meant for literal infants.
"Why won't this damn thing work?" Fasha huffed, pulling her head out of the pod. After it landed, it seemed to completely break - the buttons that usually operated the pod did nothing, and even the typical robotic narrator was gone.
Fasha stood up, walked around the back of the ship, and pulled open the maintenance hatch. As she did, her eyes went wide.
That bald fucker… was he trying to kill me?!
The usually neat alignment of wires was a mess - looking as if someone had stuck their hand in, wiggled it around, ripped a part a couple of wires, and called it a day.
It's a miracle I even got here…
"Fuck!" Fasha groaned, standing up straight and turning away from her pod, "Did they finally decide to kill us? Damn bastards… we do so much, and this is what we get! A bunch of shitty missions, and then sent to our deaths?!"
Fasha gave her Saiyan pod a final annoyed kick, then turned away and started walking in a random direction.
Well, guess I'll be living here for the next couple of years. Hopefully there are some tasty animals here.
Being stranded on an unknown planet wasn't an unprepared situation for Saiyans - they knew how to hunt, their bodies could handle raw meat and practically any kind of edible food, and they could survive with very minimal amounts of water.
Hopefully Bardock's alright. He'll come pick me up in a few months…
Fasha sighed, resigning herself to living on this dull, unknown planet for the next few months.
I hope there's at least some type of intelligent life here. It'll be boring being alone…
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One week later
…I wish this planet was fucking lifeless…
Fasha stared forward, her body aching as she stared at the same blank wall that had been sitting in front of her for the past multiple weeks. Her face was caked with dry blood, her Saiyan armor was tattered and shattered, and her eyes hurt after being sat in the dark room for so long.
"Are you sure we can't use her? She's so hot, seems like a waste to just leave her sitting there…" The guard in front of her cell asked for what felt like the thousandth time over the past week. He glanced over at her, his disgusting eyes filled with uncontained lust.
"Lord Kokobiel said not to touch her, moron!" The other, more intelligent, demon guard shot him down, "If you wanna get your heart ripped out just to get your dick wet, be my guest! Just go find some whore on the street after your off the job!"
"B-But, she's a Saiyan! Fallen women just don't do it for me anymore!" The first guard whined, "None of the hot ones want me, and I've never been with a Saiyan!"
"They don't want you because you're a weak little grunt," The other guard replied dryly, "Maybe if you trained more and jacked off less, you'd be able to get a good one!"
…I almost wish he just killed me. If I could use energy, I'd rip that annoying bastards head off.
Fasha sighed, another headache forming as she had to listen to the guard's idiotic conversation. It had been like this every day, for multiple hours a day. She was lying in a dark cell, her body kept on the verge of exhaustion as she was barely given any food or water. That was on top of the occasional injections they shoved into her - Fasha wasn't sure what they did specifically, but for hours afterward, she couldn't even move a muscle, and for the next couple of days she felt pathetically weak.
Why did I have to crash-land here of all places?
Fasha had initially assumed the planet didn't have any intelligent lifeforms - most planets didn't, and this was looked unbelievably dull. Then, she had found a city and discovered not just intelligent lifeforms but kind ones too!
Look at me, dumbass Fasha! What's that, little purple guy who's giving me food? A big bad demon is here? Don't worry, I'll handle him! I could be an elite, you know? I would be an elite if Frieza wasn't fucking us over! I don't need energy, I'll totally beat him!
Fasha's overconfidence, which stemmed from years of having uneventful missions, had been the end of her as said 'big bad demon' had thoroughly kicked her ass and locked her in his basement. Deep in his basement - she still remembered every one of the 794 stairs she had been dragged down to reach this room. Her ass was plump, but not plump enough that it could cushion 794 stairs.
"Are you sure? I know she's a bit muscular, but I like them that way!" The first guard started to try again, pleading with the second guard, "Just one go! Lord Kokobiel will never know!"
Just kill me.
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"I brought you a friend, Saiyan woman," Fasha blinking, opening her eyes as she was awoken by a voice. Peering into her cell was the blood-red eyes of the demon man who had beaten her ass.
Kokobiel reached forward, yanking open the cell door as he tossed a limp body inside. The body flopped in front of Fasha, the girl unconscious as she was coated in blood.
She looked much softer than any other Saiyan Fasha had seen, not having much muscle on her slim and thin frame. Her skin looked clear and soft, with her breasts and ass both being on the smaller side. Her skin was also tanner than most, though it was covered in black bruises that let Fasha know the girl had gotten her ass beat in a similar manner that she had.
"She did better than you at least, but… you Saiyans are disappointing me so far," Kokobiel scoffed, slamming the cell door shut and turning away, "Ensure no harm comes to them. Continue to inject them every two days, but don't touch them otherwise. I need their bodies in perfect condition!"
The two guards stood stiffly in front of the door, saluting him as he walked back to the staircase and left the basement prison.
Fasha glanced at the girl again, her face softening as she saw how young she looked. She couldn't have been older than 20, looking like she could've been in her late teens.
Having some company might be nice.
…
…
…
"What about her? She's pretty hot!"
"No, you moron! Lord Kokobiel said not to touch them!"
I fucking hate this planet!
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"So… how'd you end up here?" Fasha asked casually, glancing at her fellow female captive.
"This was my Class-S entrance exam," Kale muttered in response, the shy girl looking uncomfortable, "I had to conquer this planet. I was told that there would be some strong technique fighters, but… if the exams this hard, then I don't think I'm cut out for Class-S…"
"Trust me, this isn't normal," Fasha replied dryly, "I'm just a low-class, but I've seen my fair share of Class-A and Class-S graduates. Without their energy, I can't think of many that could beat that monster."
"B-But, if this was my exam, then…" Kale frowned, looking down disappointedly, "I should be able to beat him! But… I failed… I failed bad…"
"Listen, brat," Fasha chuckled, "I've been to thousands of different planets, and I've never seen anything like this. A demon that can seal your energy? Whoever sent you here must not have known he was here. This isn't something an academy brat should be doing. This is something for someone like Prince Vegeta, or Kakarot. Some big-shot elite should've been sent here, not you."
"But…" Kale just sighed again, staring at her feet, "I just… I don't want to disappoint sister…"
Fasha turned her gaze from Kale, staring at the wall in front of her again blankly.
Great. My only company for the rest of my life is a perverted creepy guard, and a shy insecure girl.
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"W-What the hell is that?" Guard #1 stuttered, looking uncomfortable as the entire prison area shook. A rattle went throughout the wall, and a large boom rang out.
"Let's go check, moron! Lord Kokobiel might be under attack!" The second guard answered, ushering the more nervous, and more creepy, guard toward the stairs.
"B-But, the prisoners! We should protect them! If Lord Kokobiel needs help, I'm sure he'll come tell us!" The first guard reasoned, looking very uneager to go up toward the explosions.
I can't blame him.
As the second guard shoved the first one up the stairs, another huge bang resounded. The wall behind Fasha shook, a small chunk of the roof falling down and clanking onto the ground in front of them.
"W-What do we do?" Kale asked her nervously, "W-We can't use our energy, and with that thing they keep putting in us… I don't know what'll happen if the room collapses…"
"Wait for them to reach the surface, and then we'll go up," Fasha decided, nodding at the staircase.
"B-Break out?! But…" Kale started uncertainly, "If we get caught…"
"Then nothing will happen," Fasha answered, shaking her head at the girl, "That demon bastard wants us alive and in good condition, remember? If we get caught, he'll just kill the guards that let us escape."
Which I'd be more than happy about. If I have to listen to those two idiots any longer…
The roof shook again, another pebble falling down and clanking into the cell.
"Just wait a bit longer," Fasha grunted. The last thing she wanted was to run into the guards if they weren't all the way up yet - all these earthquakes and explosions made it sound like the world was ending. If the creepy bastard found her defenseless and trying to escape, he might throw caution into the wind and do something crazy.
Finally, after a few more minutes, Fasha pushed herself to her feet. Her body felt weak, and even with her trained Saiyan physique she could barely walk. Kale followed her lead, and they headed toward the stairs.
However, as she did, she stopped abruptly. The air around her seemed to grow thick, and suddenly an ear-shattering explosion rang out. A purple glow came from the stairwell, and the sound of rocks falling onto the metallic stairs rang out. As she glanced up, even the ceiling above them seemed to glow a light purple color.
Finally, the glow ended.
I don't know what the hell that was, and I don't want to know.
"...Let's wait another few minutes," Fasha decided wisely, and Kale nodded hastily in agreement. The explosions above them seemed to become even louder and more frequent, the room shaking harder and harder with each one. Finally, after waiting with baited breath, the explosions seemed to stop.
Fasha and Kale carefully walked to the stairs, climbing up one flight, and then… stepping out into a massive crater. The rest of the many, many -
794, to be exact.
Stairs were destroyed - with just a massive rocky crater in its place.
"W-Wait… D-Don't do it! We can team up! I can be useful - I can- GAH"
Fasha's eyes went wide, and she heard Kale gasp next to her. Standing in front of her, a tall, muscular, and lengthy man stood. His face was matted with blood, with even more thicker blood flowing down his body like a waterfall. His clothes were a mess - destroyed during his fight, and his bare muscles were on display to the world. His biceps glistened as they were coated with blood, tense with strain as he ripped out the demon's wings with pure strength.
Tall, long, with an extremely handsome face. Piercing eyes that seemed to bore into her soul, even when he wasn't looking at her.
He's… perfect.
Luckily, the words that she spit out were more eloquent: "That was… so badass!"
The man turned to look at her as she spoke, and his eyes seemed to bore even deeper into her very essence.
I… think I found my husband.
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Gray Tanaki:
[Saiyan Squad Captain]
Age: 18
Wallet: 7,711,720 Coins
Lvl: 23 (7,778,900/10,000,000 XP)
PL: 4,956,660,200
Available Points: 0
HP: 1,612,480/2,412,100
TKI: 2,371,475/2,582,475
TMP: 20/20
STR: 1800
AGI: 2055
END: 1340
INT: 1415
CHA: 1245
LUK: 795
KI: 1655
MP: 20
HREG: 1176
EREG: 1176
Skills: [Observe LVL 10], [Running LVL 17], [Determination LVL 20], [Ki Control LVL 17], [Ki Gun LVL 14]. [Ki Enhancement LVL 10], [KI Suppression LVL 12], [Ki Sense LVL 9], [Pushup LVL 17], [Punch LVL 17], [Kick LVL 17], [Jump LVL 17], [Flight LVL 9], [Prediction LVL 7], [Zenkai Boost LVL 6], [Cognitive Acceleration LVL 9], [Ah! Lord Freiza! LVL 7], [Mouth-Beam LVL 6], [Ki-Blade LVL 8], [Cooking LVL 10], [Ki Barrage LVL 9], [Ki Explosion LVL 7], [Ki Vision LVL 7], [Attack Boost LVL 1], [Swimming LVL 9], [MP Conversion LVL 1]
Perks: [Gamer's Mind], [Gamer's Body], [Double-edged Sword], [Legendary Super Saiyan], [Perfect Ozaru], [A Cute Pawn], [A Humble Master],[Ladies Man]
Fighting Styles: [Boxing Style: Kolra LVL 2], [Fighting Style: Broly LVL 1]
Party: [Raynare, Kalawarna, Mittelt]
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AN: Thank you for reading! The next chapter will be out tomorrow!
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