It Hurts

I do not own DBZ but I wish I did...Here’s a hint for the future: The name Sarai means "my princess" (Sar-eye)

"Woman, get over here." Vegeta commanded as he impatiently waited on his slave.

"Ok, Prince Vegeta, I have been serving you for almost 16 years now...Don't you know my name?" She asked as she knelt down in front of him showing him respect that she didn't think he deserved.

"What does your name matter to me? You’re just a slave and that's all you'll ever be." Vegeta laughed as he saw the emotion on her face. Even though her head was down facing the ground he knew the expression. He watched as her flat hand slowly turned into a fist.

"Now woman," He continued to mock her "I called you here to let you know that it's but a month until you turn 18. That's all." Vegeta loved to torment her. He loved to put thoughts in her head that she didn't want there.

"Yes, I am quite aware of that..." She stayed kneeling down but lifted her head. "I would rather not be confronted about it seeing as how nothing happens anyways." She rose from the ground and stared at him.

"Oh but woman, this one will be different." Vegeta smirked and let out a slight laugh. Then wove his hand in a leaving gesture, permitting her leave.

She looked at him one last time before leaving. "Just so you don't forget again, my name is Sarai." She said as she walked out of the room.

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"Hey Sarai what do you want for your big 18?" A voice shouted from across the wreck room for slaves. Everyone looked forward at Sarai.

"Nothing." turning away she left the room and went to her own. She always had to be escorted to her own room because she always wondered at night. They thought she would try to escape again. As she entered her room she noticed that all of her roommates things were gone. She quickly turned to look at the guard. "Where's Jordanne?" Sarai looked him straight in the eye waiting for him to answer.

"Prince Vegeta has requested that you live alone until your birthday. He says you need to get use to things you don't want to happen." With that he slammed the door shut and locked it.

"BASTERD!" She screamed as she stood absolutely still. She closed her eyes as tightly as she could. Tears started to escape through them though. All her life she always got the short end of the stick and the one and only thing she cared most about was now gone somewhere else. She knew she would still see Jordanne but now she had no one to talk to...she was now alone. As she wept she slowly walked to her bed. The room was small and crowded but now it seemed too big. Too big for her to live in alone. Sarai dropped on her mattress and slept.

"WAKE UP!" someone shouted as they banged on the door. Sarai shot up and got dressed. As she changed her clothes she heard the door unlock. She was in a prison, but this was her daily routine. Opening the door someone met her there. It was her friend Jordanne.

"Hey! Sorry I didn't leave you a note, they wouldn't let me." Jordanne said as they walked to the kitchen to start their day.

"It's ok." Sarai stopped and hugged her friend for a minute. "He is going to do everything possible to torture me. You would think my 18th birthday would be enough..." She didn't mean to. Sarai had never told anyone her secret of what he was going to do. She released Jordanne and hoped she didn't hear any of that. Doubtful.

"What do you mean Sarai?" Jordanne pulled her aside. "What do you mean about your 18th birthday?"

"Let's just say something is going to happen. Something horrible. Not death but in my opinion worse than death." Sarai looked at her and then to the ground. "I'm not going to tell you. I don't want to worry you."

"Sarai just tell me! Please!" Jordanne begged as she pinned her to the wall. Sarai ignored her and shoved past her to the kitchen.

"It's my problem. Let me worry about it. I have been taking care of myself since I first got to this hell hole...."

"Oh so a hell hole is it." A voice behind them interrupted.

"Good-morning Prince Vegeta." Jordanne bowed down then arose again. Vegeta stared at Sarai she was half through the door frozen... He smirked.

"Well?" he questioned

Sarai turned around and came back through the door and bowed slightly "Good-morning Price Vegeta." She spat out his name before quickly returning to her previous state.

As Sarai entered the kitchen doors she was dragged out right then and there. She was dragged out by two of Vegeta's guards. Once she was out of the kitchen she noticed that Vegeta was no longer there. She looked at Jordanne who looked at her in confusion and shock.

"What are you doing to her!?" commented Jordanne as she was knocked aside.

"Don't worry, I'll be back..." Sarai said with a smile that even the guards knew was fake. When they turned the corner, Sarai was getting tired of being dragged so she kicked and jerked to get free.

"Stop your squirming girl." One of the guards yelled as she remained to kick.

"Just let me go! I don't care where you take me I just want to get there myself. How would you like being dragged somewhere huh? It's quite frustrating to tell you the truth." Sarai looked at them as they stopped and put her down.

"Thank you." For being a slave and being taken somewhere Sarai still used her manners. Her mom always said to use manners no matter where she was. And even though she was a slave in a ship of a young prince who was quite sadistic and sick, she was still going to follow her mother’s words. "So where am I going anyways?" Sarai said the first word after a few minutes of silence.

"You'll see soon enough." said the other guard.

"Well can I at least know your names? Unless you want me to call you Mr. Guard..." Sarai sarcastically commented.

"I am Grontor." The man was not human nor a saiyan but an alien. He had teal-ish skin and wore the armor of a saiyan. And bloodshot eyes it seemed, with lips as blue as the lonely ocean. He was quite muscular and stood very tall about 6'9, but then again everyone was tall to Sarai seeing how she only stood 5'4.

"And I am Gastro." the other man spoke. He was a purebred saiyan who stood 6'2” with yellow eyes as if it were the sun itself. He was also quite muscular but also seemed shy.

"Well I would state my name as well but you probably know it already." Sarai thought if she could 'make friends' with them that she could try and escape. She knew what the punishment would be but at the moment she could care less.

Finally after walking around corners and hallways, they made it to their destination. A blue door with silver framing stood before Sarai as they stopped in front of it. The walls around her were a mixture or purple and blue. On the right side of the door hung a picture in a gold frame with a picture of Vegeta in it and on the left side of the door hung a picture with some kind of symbol on it.

‘This would almost be a breath-taking sight if the Vegeta’s picture didn't ruin it.' Sarai though to herself as Gastro unlocked the door. Inside the room was a draped bed with blood red covers and silk sheets. The carpet was also red as were the walls. The chairs were red, as well as the mirror frames, lights, everything, as if it was some horror movie.

"Wow the designer didn't really have an imagination did they?" Sarai laughed while inspecting the room. She laughed until she heard the door shut behind her and lock. 'I should be use to this whole locking the door scheme but why would they lock me in this room?' Sarai thought as she further inspected the room.

She saw a red door and opened it, leading her to the bathroom. Yet again everything was red. 'Too much red...way too much!' she looked through the shower curtains to find a red bathtub. 'If everything is red does that mean...' she turned on the sink but saw red water pour out. Sarai freaked out but instead of assuming she hesitantly put some in her hands and it was clear. It was just the sink that made the water look red.

Sarai left the room and lay on the bed. The drapes that hung down form the top of the bed were a clear red so she could see through it as if nothing were there. She became dizzy from all the red that she soon just closed her eyes. Thinking of all the reasons why she was there in that red room she didn't know. She soon became so caught up in thinking that it had worn her out and she fell silently to sleep.

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Opening her eyes she couldn't see anything. The lights that had once been on were now off and since the room was just red, it was harder to see. Sarai got out of the bed and made her way across the room with her hands in front of her so she wouldn't bump into anything. Once she found the switch she turned it on and studied the room yet again. 'Who turned out the lights?' Sarai thought as she made her way to the bathroom.

Looking in the mirror she noticed that the shower curtains had been put to the right side and tied there. She went to put them to their previous state but slipped. She fell to the floor but her arm fell in the tub, which made a splash. She slowly got up and looked at the water.

She couldn't see anything but her reflection. Touching the water, Sarai watched as the ripples made it to the sides of the tub. The water felt so warm and relaxing she just couldn't resist. Sarai took off her clothes and went into the tub. She first let her foot enter to test the temperature. It was just right. She made her way into the water and just sat there.

Sarai closed her eyes only to have them shoot open. 'The last time I looked no water was here and now there is...' Sarai jumped out of the tub only to look back in. She saw a black hand coming out of the water grasping the air. Letting out a shriek she crawled out of the bathroom to find to her surprise the walls that were once red were now black. The red did come back however when it was seeping from the ceiling down the walls.

Sarai made her way to the corner of the room where it seemed nothing was dripping from the black ceiling. Everything was dark and silent except for the splashes made by the hands in the bathroom. Sarai couldn't see anything at all but she could feel the presence of someone or something in the room.

Trying to find something, she kept looking around the room until she heard a laugh from above her. She looked up but was grabbed by something strong and thrown on the bed. As the figure came closer she could see who it was. It was Vegeta laughing his devious laugh. He stared at her and started to take off his clothes. Sarai crawled around the bed to find the edge but only found 3 walls surrounding it. The only opening was where Vegeta stood, but not for long. He made his way on the bed and towards Sarai.

Thinking of her options, Sarai decided to try to make her way past Vegeta. As she made her attempt, Vegeta grabbed her around her waist with his tail and pulled her towards him easily. Getting on top of her he started to kiss her forcing his tongue into her mouth. Sarai played along for a few seconds but then bit down hard. Vegeta didn't stop. The taste of his own blood seemed to arouse him even more.

Vegeta made his way down her neck and to her shoulder biting down on it. Sarai screamed in pain and she felt her own blood slide down her naked body. Vegeta waited until the blood fell to the sheets before licking her bloody trail off of her making his way back to the wound.

"I'm not going to make this easy for you." Vegeta evilly said as he positioned himself on her.

"No Vegeta, please, don't..." Sarai begged as she felt his member slowly making his way into her womanhood.

"And why not? You're going to have to get use to this one of these days, why not make it now." As he ended his sentence, he thrust his member all the way into her.

"NO!" Sarai shot up from her slumber and looked around. The lights were on and the walls were still red. She got up and made her way to the bathroom. The shower curtains were closed. She ripped the curtains open and felt the tub. Nothing was in it or coming out of it. Sarai returned to her room and the walls were still the same. Looking up in the corner she thought she once sat at, nothing was above her. It had all been a dream, a mortifying dream.



I had no idea I would be so busy with work. Haha, well I hope you all like this chapter of the story.