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(Curious!) Bardock X (Female!Namekian!) Reader

Do not ask why this story takes place in Hell. Read the whole thing, please.

YourP.O.V

I sigh and cross my arms, pacing back and forth in the depths of Hell. "Stupid fucking planet.. Stupid genders.. Stupid boys.. stupid, stupid, stupid!" I scream, kicking a rock into the blood pond. Two years ago, I was executed by my brethren because of a stupid reason.

I'm a girl. And yes, I mean executed, by the Grand Elder, of all people on the planet Namek.

Though no one will never let me forget it, I am a girl. Now see, that wouldn't be so bad if I were a human, a Saiyan, or hell, even a Brench-Sejin. But no. I just had to be the only Namekian female there ever was. I was birthed by a lower class farmer with two other sons. I never knew them, because one lived off on another planet, where the other was always with the Grand Elder. I can't even remember their names, because I was only told them once. Sometimes, I even forgot my real name. My father always referred to me as "The Contaminated One", "The Cursed" or even, "Damned Soul". I was never allowed outside, and was given very little water. Because of that, I was too weak to fight for my life when the day of my death fell upon me.

Anyways, back to the current situation. In hell, I stand with my arms crossed, walking along a pink, beaten path. I've walked this path a million times, only coming across ogres and a group of rather flamboyant men. This path is my favorite, because it actually shows off how nice Hell actually is. It may be bland, in a sense, but it still can get gorgeous. From the souls of damned coming over yellow clouds, to hills in the far distance. Every now and then, you'll come across a tree with wood as black as ink. They're good climbing trees, to be honest. Well, besides the splinters. In fact, there is always one on this path. It's tall, with astonishingly long branches. You can see alot if you climb to the top. It's like the highest point in Hell.

The scenery is only a plus, however. Hell has it's deal of nasty people. Well, it is Hell afterall.  Those ogres I mentioned? Absolutely disgusting creatures. The only thing they're good for is talking. Real pervs, too. Loud and obnoxious perverts. Actually, my last encounter about a week ago was probably the worst...

Flashback🔙

I smile to myself, walking past two men, one red and one blue, playing chess by the pond. I stare at the game, seeing that black has practically won. The red one smiles, steeling the king standing up. "Yes! Finally!" He shouts as I walk away. As usual, I'm walking to my meditation spot, a large and black tree on top of the hill.

As I finally make it into a pathway covered with trees, very little light begins to shine on the path. I ignore the darkness and it's noises. My ears twitch, hearing footsteps coming from all around me. Like usual, I assume it's some hellish creature. Though a loud noise makes me cringe and kneel down, covering my ears in pain. It sounds like a high pitched whistle, making my knees hit the sandy path.

"Wow." Someone says, making the whistle stop, causing me stand back up quickly and looking around. A blue ogre stands there, his arms crossed. The worst shit eating grin flashes on it's face as it walks closer and closer to me. "You're a real pretty lady." He winks, making me scoff and continue my way down the path. Noticing I turned away, the creature jogs to get ahead of me.

This one in particular looks more in shape than the rest of them all. He actually has muscles, and the horns on top of his head actually look badass. Like a ram, their curled back and come around his ears. I smile as he flexes, and I an sense the cockiness through the air. "Look pal." I smile, my hands now resting on my hips. "You are cute and all, yes, but uh... Not exactly and 10/10. Maybe about a 5/10?" I shrug. Obvious to the situation he dug himself into, he grunts. I can tell he isn't much of a talker. He's more of an, 'action man', as some would say.