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*Raine*

*Raine*
The conquest celebration took place, just as the prince had said. Elite and 2nd classes were all present at the palace of Vegetaseii for the big event. Ever since the defeat of Frieza, the saiiyans had lived happy, prosperous lives. With the evil Tsiru-jin gone, King Vegeta (then, Prince Vegeta), had started an immediate conquest of the galaxy, sending his men to far-off places to enslave other weaker alien races, using their planets for space, and forcing any sentient female beings into the lives of pleasure slaves. With Frieza gone, the saiiyan population vastly increased, and the male percent still greatly outnumbered the female percentage of saiiyans. The saiiyans believed that might made right. In other words, if you couldn’t defend yourself, you were weak. And if you were weak, you were to be dominated by the strong, namely the saiiyans. No race of alien could ever stand up to them. Not since the Tsiru-jin, anyway.
The men all gathered within the palace’s largest ballroom. The floors were made of cream marble with silver veins. The walls were white with smooth, matching, gold-lined columns that stretched up to the high-in-the-air ceiling. The windows and glass doors stretched up just ten feet below the ceilidesidesigned in arch shapes with thick gold lines cutting through their centers to identify as glass doors. The room was filled with occupants all laughing and talking over glasses of wine. Numerous buffet tables lined the walls to support the incredible appetites of the aliens, but no food would be touched unthe che concubines were brought forth.
In the center of this entire gala stood the saiiyan no ouji and the saiiyan no Ou himself, King Vegeta. His long black hair stood up like fire. His thick black brows and angular, onyx eyes narrowed into a permanent scowl. While all of the other saiiyans wore their signature armor; his and the prince’s were varied. The prince was dressed in black and silver armor with a black cape. The king stood in red and black with an identical cape, only d wid with red on the inside.
"The conquest of Earth was successful and the bounty was plentiful. The scouts brought back billions of beautiful women to make concubines for our people. I even handpicked one especially for you, father," Prince Trunks said with a proud smirk. His father looked at him with a mildss bss between angry and apathetic, "A gift? What is your angle, brat?"
"No angle, father," Trunks said before his smirk grew, "Of course, there was that one-of-a-kind gravity room I wanted."
The king sighed, "Fine, brat. I’ll order the tech slaves to build you one."
The two immense wooden doors at the end of the ballroom slowly creaked open and conversations ended abruptly as the king lifted his hands. Saiiyan men, royal guards, came walking in carrying miniature carriage cars on their shoulders. They came in pairs, every two carrying one car. These ‘cars’ were shaped like tents, the kind you saw sheiks and sultans travel in atop of elephants. Each was covered with ice blue silk curtains, hiding the inhabitants within.
Inside each one was a human femaleesseessed in the revealing concubine’s clothing the saiiyans had chosen for them. Soft cushions and pillows surrounded them. The first pair of guards placed down their car and lifted the silk curtains to reveal a brunette underneath. When she had first gotten a look at the hundreds of alien men eyeing her and the large group of them that stood right before her, she screamed. But nothing came out as she tried to pull from the silver shackles that kept her wrists bound to the car. There were low chuckles. All of the women had to be drugged with a special medication that muted their vocal cords. After paxperxperiences with alien concubines, they had gotten irritated with all the screaming. At least until they took them to bed with them. The king looked bored and turned to Trunks who nodded and faced the crowd.
"This female will be presented to Toma for a job well-done in gathering the women," the prince said, presenting the woman to the happy saiiyan as if she were a trophy. He walked up to the car, smirking and looking her over. He then turned to the prince and king and bowed, thanking them. The two guards pulled down the curtains and followed Toma out of the ballroom. He would be taking her home that night.
The prince spoke again, "This concubine is a present to Turles for past deeds."
Another car was brought in and placed before them. When the curtains were lifted, Raine could be seen pulling at her chains. The lot of them drank up her lithe form, jealous of the lucky saiiyan who would get her. She looked around, glaring daggers, heart beating fast all at once. So many of them were in there, staring at her. She suddenly felt like a piece of meat on display, which was probably what she was.
Flashback
The drug had finally worn off and she armed herself with a gold-studded dagger she found in the dresser beside her. Unfortunately, that was when two saiiyan guards decided to come back. One subdued her faster than she could blink, holding her down on the bed. She screamed and screamed, afraid that he would do what the last saiiyan had did, only taking it one step further. He merely chuckled and took the dagger from her. He cursed ‘Pome’ for being ‘stupid enough to leave this dagger here for the woman to find’. The two ‘escorted’ her out of the room and into the med. bay where the alien doctors inside drugged her. When she realized she couldn’t speak anymore, she threw a silent fit, slapping and pushing at the saiiyan who held her down on the table during the process. He effortlessly lifted the feisty woman off of the table and into the preparation room where she was shackled inside the car.
End of Flashback
She wouldn’t give up. They liked their women fiery, she’d give them fiery. That was when she first laid eyes on her new ‘master’.
He was breathtaking. Ruggedly handsome. His hair pointed out in all kinds of odd directions, his skin was a pale, pale earthy brown, still quite sexy. His eyes were coal, his body was cut and she found herself staring.
(‘Cut’ is a term we ‘ghetto folks’ like to use when a guy has a simply gorgeous body. Just wanted to clear that one up.)
He was walking up to her, his boots echoing on the marble floor in the silence of the room. He knelt before her, looking her over as if studying a new life form. That was when she recognized the ‘furry belt’ wrapped around his waist.
‘What the hell are you thinkin’? He’s one of those damned aliens! What do you think he’s looking you over for? To be FRIENDLY?!’
Raine soon snapped out of her reverie and started pulling at the chains again. He chuckled and gently held her chin, a smug, sexy grin on his features and she suddenly stopped moving and started staring again. She was clearly afraid of him. What would he do now? She was his gift, his concubine. She tried to yell at him, but nothing came out of her mouth and gritted her teeth.
‘Get away from me you piece of shit!!’ she mouthed.
She wanted to cry when nothing came out of her mouth. He gently stroked her cheek and stood up, walking over to two other saiiyans that stood in the center of a large group of them in front of her. They stood out the most because their armor looked more…regal.
‘Probably the rulers of this stupid race of…monkeys.."
The saiiyan that had touched her suddenly knelt before the two.
‘Oh yeah, definitely royalty.’
"Thank you for this beautiful gift, your majesties," he said with all modesty.
‘Funny how the bastard suddenly went from cocky to humble.’
She froze when he rose to his feet and turned to her, signaling for the guards at her sides to follow him. They placed the curtains back down and carried her out of the ballroom. King Vegeta looked to his son, "Is this what I came her for? To watch my men get presented with bed warmers?"
"enceence, father. We’re saving the best for last. Your gift will come soon."
 
They placed her car down and lifted the curtains. They unlocked the chains.
She was on her feet in a second and ready to run.
He caught her in half that time.
Muted screams escaped her lips as she struggled in his iron-like grip as he carried her away.
 
 
*J’dee*
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Holding her head groggily, J’dee pulled herself out of unconsciousness. It was like she had a major hang over or something that resembled it and she sat up seeing she was sitting on a form of a couch and in a room, she looked round confused trying to get her bearings right. The problem was- she never had a good sense of direction to start off with. She saw two guys sitting at a table playing a game of cards and she blinked. They had tails and she gulped and looked round for a way out and fast. If she could gather enough strength she could freeze them and bolt. They looked awful involved in that card game. The older smirked and looked at the younger. She figured they were siblings straight off.
"Go fish." The older commented.
"Damnit Gohan, don’t you lie to me I know when you’re lying!! There’s only two of us here and we’ve been through this pack of cards so don’t tell me you don’t have any threes!!!" The younger one waved his arms about agitated.
J’dee stared. "Gohan..." She repeated.
He stopped and turned round to look at her.
"Hey she’s awake. Think we should tell granddad after all he did find her." The younger said.
"Your brothers." She blinked.
"Well duh." The younger drooled sarcastically.
"Goten." She nodded and pushed herself up so she was standing.
"Hey she knows my name!"
"Relax Goten, she probably heard me use it while we were playing this strange earth card game." Gohan remarked.
J’dee smirked. "You wanna play a real card game you should play cheat or asshole."
"I saw the earth card game of poker is good." Goten grinned.
"You obviously watched that annoying American show called strip poker."
Goten grinned. "Yeah!"
"What a hentai..." J’dee grumbled.
"Hey don’t insult us. Your a gift from our grandfather to our father. We could influence the decision here." Gohan warned.
"Look I’ve been chased by you aliens for two days do you really think I want to be here?!"
"Saiyans." Goten corrected.
"Say what man?"
"Saiyans." Gohan repeated.
Voices were heard outside the room and J’dee recognized one of them.
"Me and Toma stumbled across this one in the forest while we were hunting..."
"Father you know I’m not really wanting any company like that. Ever since-"
He was cut off as the door opened and he looked inside.
J’dee looked at the two of them they were almost identical save for a tanned difference and a scar on the older’s face.
"Father!" The son exclaimed. "Do you know who that is?"
"No. Should I?"
"It’s the oracle King Vegeta was after!!"
"You’ve given dad the oracle that’s cool." Goten remarked.
"I have to give her to King Vegeta."
"Kakarott, you don’t have to give her to him right away."
J’dee blinked. "Goku..." She backed up holding the side of her head. The vision while in the van on the way to the church, it had shown her a memory of this family.
"Dad she knows your earth name." Gohan commented suddenly.
"Oracle..."looklooked at J’dee and she jumped behind the couch.
"Don’t come near me!!" She screamed. "I just want to have a normal life goddamnit!! All I want to do is finish college, go to Europe marry James Woods and die!! Is that too much to ask?!"
"James who?" Goten scratched his forehead.
"She’s hysterical, we need to calm her down." Gohan said.
"HYSTERICAL?!?!?! YOU WOULD BE TOO IF YOU SAW YOUR FRIENDS KILLED BY YOUR KIND TOO!!!"
‘Kakarott’ looked at her. "We’re not going to hurt you."
"Oh cha right! Your kind just kidnaps the female species for the sake of it cause you need someone to cook and clean for you." She drooled her voice thick with sarcasm.
"She’s fiery..." Kakarott commented.
"I know. I saw so in my vision. She can be rather frightening too. You can give her to Vegeta when you get sick of her."
"Sick of me?!" J’dee exclaimed.
"C’mon boys, lets leave Kakarott and the human alone for some time."
Gohan frowned. "Granddad she’s younger than me I don’t like that..."
"Only by a few years. Don’t worry about it Gohan." Bardock ushered his grandkids out of the room.
J’dee stayed behind the couch and watched as the door swished shut leaving her alone in the room with Kakarott. She placed her hand up against the wall and she looked out the window seeing the earth below out the window.
"You stay riiiight there." J’dee warned Kakarott. "Don’t make me use my magick on you." She added hoping the threat would keep him at bay.
Kakarott just looked at her oddly. He shrugged and walked up to the wall and pushed a few buttons a portable bar flipped out and he got himself a drink, he looked at J’dee.
"Thirsty?" He asked.
She looked at him wearily. "No."
"You sure."
"No." She sighed and slipped down to hide behind the couch.
Kakarott watched her oddly. "You’re a strange human."
"I’m the oracle, what do you expect?" J’dee sighed curling up behind the couch.
She jumped as some clothes were dropped on her. "You can change in to these. Actually you really have no choice. You have to, it’s a way to define the rank among the slaves. You have the silver because your the oracle."
J’dee held up the top up and she stood up. "But this is short!! It’s not going to cover my stomach!"
"Aaaah, so finally she decides to protest." Kakarott smirked.
J’dee sighed and she turned her back on Kakarott and slipped out of the old farm clothes; the couch hiding half of her naked form from him.
"You’re marked." She jumped as she felt him suddenly behind her and his hand ran over her back.
"How odd..." He ran his hand over the various tattoos that marked her lower back and he ran his hand over the Chinese script in the low part of her back. "This is a language right?"
"Mandarin... It means Tiger Storm... That’s my craft name." She explained and pulled the top on and frowned as it just covered her bust and she adjusted the criss-cross straps across the bust. She noticed that the top only went over one shoulder instead of two like the halter tops she saw of the women that had wandered the hallway when the door had opened, after Bardock and Goku had entered.
J’dee slipped in to the skirt and watched as it flowed to the ground and she noted the slits up the side stopping at her waist.
"I forgot to mention: you’re not suppose to wear anything under this..." She gasped as she felt his hand slid on to her leg and then round to the front and rubbed up against her still lucky covered womanhood, his other hand sliding under her top.
J’dee grabbed the long sleeves quickly and ducked out from behind the couch. She pulled the sleeves on, hooking the string over the middle finger and she looked at Kakarott. He looked at her.
"Your jewelry..."
"If you tell me to take it off I will thump you." She threatened raising a fist.
"I wasn’t going to say that. I was going to ask why you’re wearing four necklaces."
"This is an ankh." Sointointed to the longest of them, then to the next. "A pentacle... The female Trinity and the Hei Matau. And I wear them cause I wanna."
She looked at him again as she pulled her bracelets back on. Then put her rings on.
"You wear a lot of jewelry."
"Well duh... My dad is a jeweler."
"Well to tell you this, but unlike my father I don’t have your gift of visions."
"Gift..." J’dee sighed. "More like curse. What bugs me is I can get a vision from reading a paragraph. Which is what happened when I predicted the attack. I got laughed at and then when it happened I got stalked to ask how I knew."
She backed up as Kakarott walked right up to her. "What about from a touch?" He inquired. His hand running over her stomach.
"Sometimes..." she breathed.
He smirked. "You’re not a virgin are you?"
"Hey!" She blinked. "Wait how did you know?"
"I can smell men over you."
"Oh that would be the saiiyan I disintegrated..."
He stepped back stunned and she smirked at him. "I know how to use my energy."
"So you’ve already been broken in...it’s a pity really."
"What is it with guys and virgins... geez..."
"I was eighteen when I took my mate."
"And I was sixteen when I was raped... look I don’t give a shit. She’s dead so like get over it." J’dee pushed him back. She walked towards the door.
"You can’t get through there unless I let you."
"Don’t make me kill you. Seriously I can do-" She turned round and let out a cry as he rammed her up against the wall. She gasped seeing the golden change in him.
"You can probably kill an ordinary saiiyan... but what about a super saiiyan?"
"I have the powers of three dead witches in me. You wanna test it go right ahead. I killed that saiiyan with a mere phrase."
J’dee jumped as his hand slid under the skirt through the slit again, then slid under her underwear his hand pressing up and into her womanhood.
"Don’t!!" she cried out and he watched her expression then he grinned.
"You are damaged from it..."
"Gaaaah, of course I’m damaged!!! I got pushed down two flights of stairs and then my father stepped on-" She stopped suddenly.
"He stood on you?"
"Well ya. So I try to avoid sex thank-you cause it hurts just like it did the first time every time." She growled and pushed him back by slamming her hands up against his chest. He looked at her and grinned. "Megami you like that don’t you?"
"To take you every time like I’ming ing you the first time. Of course I do."
"Geez Chi-chi’s death really screwed you over." She grumbled.
"What was that?" he looked at her and she blinked seeing his expression.
"Uhhhh what did I say something?"
He glared at her. "Don’t make me hand you over to the king right away."
"Umm right..." She nodded. "Seeing king means.... means bad right?"
TBC