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*Mabelle*

*Mabelle*
Belle’s POV
My eyes fluttered open and I suddenly remembered that I was a prisoner…no worse than a prisoner…. a concubine of the King of the saiiyans. I sat up and saw that I was in a beautiful bedroom, it was fit for royalty but somehow I wasn’t honored. After all I was going to be the sex toy of some alien for God knows how long. I looked around and saw I was no longer chained, with the King’s strength I didn’t really stand a chance. I slipped off the bed and walked around the dark blue, marble room. I placed my hand against the wall every now and then…feeling for a secret panel that all rulers have. My eyes wandered over the art in the room, each piece was either depicting the act of war or of reproduction. I felt the hairs on my arm stick up on end and I whimpered as I turned to the door, my eyes widened as a servant stepped in.
"My Lady, I am your handmaid," the servant said as she stepped in. She was older than dirt…or close to it; her face was covered with wrinkles. She regarded me with eyes the coloremeremeralds.
"You may call me Wasi, I am at you command…at least where you may command. Usually, I bring you your meals, bring you your clothes, help you dress, and bring you where you are needed." She looked out from under her gray mane at me and I could see the pity in her eyes.
"W-w-when will he come?" I asked, as I stood tall and looked away at the huge balcony across from the door where Wasi stood.
"Tonight at some time, however, he and his son often entertain their higher level guests in the baths and they usually have their concubines wash them," Wasi said and I wondered how many girls she had been a servant for.
"That is why I am here now. King Vegeta will need you to bathe him and you should be at the baths before he arrives there. Tonight he is hosting a few of his highest Elite." I nodded sadly.
"And if I don’t?" I asked as I looked out at that alien sky.
"I have seen too many girls die that way, my Lady, it is not a nice death, my dear. Have you ever heard someone fucked to death? I have, at least twenty times, all of them young and beautiful," Wasi sighed as she looked down at the floor.
"If you serve them willingly you may be allowed freedoms, if you fight them, you die in one of many terrible ways. Once you are here long enough, my child, you’ll see for yourself the evil that the Saiiyans do."
"When do I have to be there?" I managed to get that out of my throat without sobbing.
"In an hour," Wasi said as she moved around behind me.
"Your bathing robes are on the…if …if you don’t mind me saying, you do look radiant in blue."
"T-thank you," I said as I held back the sobs. I managed to keep from crying in front of Wasi.
Belle’s POV – Still
The door opened again and I watched as Wasi entered. She looked at me in the bathing garment: think bikini top, loincloth bottom that ended at my knees, lots of ankle bracelets, bracelets, and a gold band around my forehead. I did look beautiful, but it wasn’t like it was me. I sighed as I got up, I didn’t want to die…not yet…so I waited patiently and I followed Wasi through the hallways and corridors. I felt somewhat amazed at the vastness of the palace and I looked at the large silver doors in front of me. Wasi opened the door and she looked at me and I entered the room. There must have been over two hundred girls in there, but they parted to me like I was some sort of leader.
"Why are they doing that?" I asked Wasi and she looked at me sadly.
"They are giving you their respect and their condolences. Above all slaves you will be treated the best and the worse for you are the King’s. It is well known that the King loved his mate and with her death so died his heart. You, my dear, are now no more than an object for him to receive some physical pleasures from life. All you will be is a warm body to be used at his desire and they are relieved that it is not them who must fill your shoes. All slaves will know your face before nightfall and all those capable of feeling will pity you," Wasi sighed as she led me through the bathhouse. She opened a pair of gold doors and I could see the room was dedicated to sex. I closed my eyes and listened to the door close. I slid down to at bench/bed that was right next to the door and began to weep. A slave who was as pampered as a spoiled cat, butied ied by the lowest slave….it was sad and funny. It was so funny I could cry.
3rd Person POV
The door swung open and Belle got up quickly, her hands brushing away her tears and fixing her hair. She watched as the King marched in with his son and five other Saiiyans with him. Each was followed by a beautiful, young woman. The girls were either fear-struck or overjoyed to be with the saiiyan accompanying them. The King approached Belle and smirked as he seemed to evaluate her visually.
"You will do girl," he chuckled and she put her head down to hide a snarl. The Saiiyans all moved on into another smaller room and the woman began to walk over to a large bath, the size of a small, in-ground pool. One of them looked at Belle, her blue skin and orange hair moved sensually and Belle wondered how long she had been here. She walked over and placed a hand on Belle’s shoulder.
"I do not envy you, Child, King Vegeta is known for how hard he was on the Queen…and he loved her," the woman said as she removed her hand.
"You, Little One, are going to have a very hard time." Several of the other girls nodded as the blue girl walked off. Belle stared at them until she saw them heading to the door to where the Saiiyans had walked off too. She followed and stopped behind them. She felt a thin band of fur brush around her waist. King Vegeta stood there completely nude and smirked at Belle as he pulled her towards the pool.
"Come, it’s time to bathe," King Vegeta chuckled as he led the group towards the pool and Belle could feel the dark blush on her cheeks from seeing the men naked.
The saiiyans sat in the pool and Belle watched as the other women grabbed oils and such from the walls and Belle followed their examples. The blue girl sat behind the saiiyan male she was with and straddled his back with her legs while she sat on the edge of the pool. Belle slowly did the same to the King. She watched as the blue girl began to fill her hands with the contents of one of the bottles, Belle began to follow the others’ examples. She held back a gasp as he leaned back against her legs and she stared down at his large shoulders. He had more muscle than any man she had ever seen, yet he wasn’t bulky for it. Belle’s hands shook as she brought them onto his shoulders and she began to massage the muscles…remembering all the courses she took back in high school when she wanted to be a masseuse. Belle watched as the other girls rubbed up and down the backs of their saiiyan escorts. Belle began to do the same, her hand accidentally brushing against the base of the King’s tail. He began to purr against her hands and Belle nearly jerked away from him. His tail slipped around her thigh and she prayed silently for the rest of the evening as the saiiyans talked in their native tongue.
After what seemed like forever, Wisa came as the saiiyans were getting dressed again. She took Belle’s hand and led her back to the bedroom. Belle sat down on the foot of the bed. She looked up at the door one more time as the sound of footsteps reached her ears.
"Oh God help me…" she whispered as she looked up to see the King enter.
Belle stood up and watched the door open as the King stepped into the room. The room was dark and the hallway almost painfully bright behind him. Belle’s breathing was panicked and she stood tall as he entered, standing before her as if he was running an inspection. Then he began to sniff around Belle’s neck, like an animal taking in the scent of his prey and Belle shivered as she began to back up. The King chuckled as he began to walk towards her, smirking in an evil way that made Belle want to run like hell in the other direction…. but his eyes were what kept her from breaking away into a run. She knew it was like the snake and the bird, a bird will stare into the eyes of a snake untie moe moment it strikes and the bird is killed.
"You are a fine gift," King Vegeta chuckled as he ran the back of his hand down the side of Belle’s face; her terror and anger merging into one.
"Don’t touch me!" she hissed the second before she hit the wall, ending the King’s chase. He smirked again and stood in front of her letting her take in his masculine scent.
"You fear me, Little One," he said as his hands came up to each side of Belle, trapping her between the wall and Vegeta. "And yet you are not scared enough to not make demands." He leaned in close, his nose almost touching Belle’s. Her heart was getting ready to explode in her chest but she still managed to look him in the eye.
"You are the perfect gift," he muttered before he captured her lips in a bruising kiss. Belle began to pound against his armor as his demanding tongue entered her mouth. He growled as he brought his arms around Belle’s body and held her tight to him so she couldn’t fight, but she could feel the part of him that was growing hard. She screamed against his lips as she felt herself lifted off the floor and carried to the bed. Her mind was racing to find a means of escape…even as she was deposited on the bed. Vegeta shoved her body down and held her to the bed by her shoulders. Belle began to whip her head around screaming.
"NO! DEAR GOD, PLEASE NO!!" but Vegeta only seemed more eager to fight after that. Belle kicked and hit at him as he covered her body with his, pinning her to the mattress. "NOOOOOOO…" she was silenced by his tongue in her mouth again and the hand that was on her throat.
"Little One, you will be quiet or I’ll have you silenced," Vegeta growled and Belle glared at him as she screamed a wordless cry of anger. "I warned you, Little One." There was a sharp pain and Belle watched as the needle was thrown across the room. He had been holding that the whole time and she had never known it. Vegeta smirked as he straddled her body, using his legs to keep her legs from moving. He caught her wrists and held them in one hand above her head. She struggled and screamed one more time before a cold seeped into her throat and forced her into silence. She began to fight even more as he used his free hand to rip her top off and he stared at her full breasts. Vegeta licked his lips as if he were a starving man offered a buffet and began to lick and suck at the tender flesh, using his free hand to squeeze and caress. His tongue flicked a nipple and Belle’s body went rigid.
‘This can’t be happening,’ her mind screamed as she struggled, the sensation of something furry moving up and down the inside of her thighs caused her to shudder.
"You taste so good," Vegeta chuckled as he began to move up Belle’s neck, licking and biting his way to her mouth. "And you’re mine." He caught her mouth again as his free hand reached down and ripped the bottom part of Belle’s outfit off. He smirked as her hips began to buck as his fingers found her. Belle’s eyes widened in fear as the finger slipped into her and she struggled even harder to get Vegeta off of her. He smiled as he pulled back and got off the bed, staring down at Belle’s naked body. He licked his finger and smirked as he looked up at her.
"You taste incredibly good," he chuckled as he dropped his armor and removed his bodysuit. Belle looked away from his body as she backed up on the bed trying to get away from him, her cheeks flushed in embarrassment. "What’s this, have you never looked upon a naked man before? Maybe that is why you were so complacent in the baths." Belle glared at him as she turned to jump off the bed, only to have a large weight land on her. The tail slithered between her legs and brushed against her making her gasp silently.
"Time for the main course," Vegeta growled as he flipped Belle over onto her back and pulled her back to him. His tail wrapped around her waist as he pulled her legs apart and forced them to straddle his waist.
Belle’s heart was in her throat as she hit at the King with her fists, he smirked down at her taking in her scent as he positioned his body over her. He grabbed her wrists, one per hand, and held them down. Belle’s eyes glowed with hatred and anger, but mostly fear.
"You are mine now girl, no one has had you before me, you will always be mine," Vegeta growled as he slowly entered Belle.
Belle’s POV
I tried to deny what I was feeling at first…until the pain began, he was going so slowly that I thought the pain would go on forever. My eyes closed as I cried out silently against the intrusion into my body. I wept and Vegeta fully entered me. He looked down at me and growled as he began to lick away my tears; his lips making a heated trail from my cheeks to my breasts.
3rd Person POV
Vegeta smirked as he began to thrust inside her, Belle could still feel the pain of having her barrier broken. Vegeta covered her, his heavy body slamming into her over and over and over again. Seconds seemed like hours and Belle kept crying as she still struggled under him. He growled as she continued to fight and there was the sound of a wet snap. Belle screamed silently again as she looked up at her broken wrist. Vegeta didn’t even notice as he continued to pound into her. She was tight and new, her struggles even more stimulating. Belle gasped as her wrists were free, she left the broken one above her head while she grabbed Vegeta’s shoulder with the other.
The pace was frantic and Belle felt as if she was riding a runaway horse. She was shocked as a sudden wave of pleasure ran down her spine, then again and again and again! She would’ve moaned at the sensation if it weren’t for the pain of her wrist. Vegeta howled as he thrust in causing Belle’s body to shiver as she came. Vegeta released into her and chuckled as he slammed into her one more time…the sound of bone being crushed never reached Vegeta through his own howls of pleasure. Vegeta wrapped his arms and tail around the warm body in his bed and he slept like that with his head pillowed by her breast for the rest of the night. However, Belle’s screams of pain went unheard as she prayed that death would find her, her broken wrist, and shattered pelvis.
The next morning King Vegeta got up and exited his room for his daily routine of training and meetings. Wasi entered the room with a team of medics and the broken body of the King’s whore was taken to a regeneration tank…she would be needed for tonight.
 
 
*Raine*
Raine awoke to silence and a soft surface to sleep on. He must’ve relocated her after she passed out. The room was small and plain, a lot like one of those hotel rooms you don’t plan on staying in long. As she sat up, a pain tensed between her thighs and she ed. ed. The bastard got what he wanted. The bed was small. There was a dresser next to it and a closet to her right. She was back in that skimpy black outfit again. Suddenly, the doors were slowly creaked open and one of those alien girls came walking in with a tray of food. Her green eyes seemed to speak pity for her. Raine eyed her warily as she placed the tray on the bed next to her and gave a comforting smile.
"Hello, my name is Talia," she said.
Raine held her stern looked and mouther nar name. The alien nodded, "Raine. That’s a pretty name."
Raine looked at her with wide eyes. ‘You can read lips?’
Talia nodded again, "Yes, you tend to learn it after living so many years with saiiyans. My last master used a silence serum on me as well before he took me. He died in battle years ago and gave me to his son, Turles."
Raine glared at the mention of his name and Talia placed a hand on her shoulder, "I am truly sorry for what has happened to you. But you share the same fate as countless other alien women on this planet. Ever since the defeat of the evil Tsiru-jin race, the saiiyans have literally taken over."
‘Tsiru-jins?’
"Yes. The Tsiru-jins were lizard-like creatures who took pleasure in destruction. They spread throughout the galaxy slaughtering billions of different alien races and giving some of the women to their alien soldiers. Tsiru-jins were very xenophobic, so they refused to bed with other aliens. They had made the mistake of crossing paths with the saiiyans and tried to force them into slavery. The saiiyans are a very powerful people and the Tsiru-jin leader, Frieza, wanted to control them. His plan backfired and now the Tsiru-jins are extinct.
Unfortunately, we’re all beginning to wonder if Frieza and his race were the lesser of the two evils. The saiiyans began to grow in numbers, so they continued planet purging where the Tsiru-jins left off. Saiiyan pregnancies tend to be dominantly male. Most of the saiiyan women on this planet are mated. In fact, I wouldn’t be surprised if all of them were and saiiyans tend to have insatiable sex drives as well as insatiable appetites. So when they go invading other planets, they take any desirable woman they can get their hands on."
Raine looked as if the color drained from her face. Talia went on, "My job is to make sure you are well-fed and taken care of until our master returns to take you again."
Raine glared and slid off of the bed, biting her lower lip to fight off the pain from last night.
"What are you doing? You should stay in bed for a while. At least until we can get a medicine for the pain and some food in your stomach," Talia said, standing up. e tue turned to her and mouthed, ‘You go ahead and get the medicine. I just want to move around a little bit.’
Talia lookedittlittle bit surprised. She didn’t expect the alien to take it so well, but she bowed and left the room. The second the door was closed, Raine made a beeline for the window.
Unfortunately, Turles happened to be prepared for such an action. The second her right hand tried to move through the open window, she felt a jolt hit her and she almost fell back. She stopped and held it, it was the one with that silver bracelet on it. Just to test it again, she cautiously moved it towards the window, receiving another jolt. She muttered a string of silent curses that would’ve made Talia blush if she were in the room.
And speaking of the devil, she came back in.
She glared at the girl as she returned with another tray of foreign pharmaceuticals. With a sigh, Raine sat back on the bed. Talia sighed, "I tried the same thing the first time I was here. His home has wiring and computers, so he knew I tried to escape. I was never his pleasure slave so he merely laughed it off. But since you are his pleasure slave, I worry what will become of you when he returns."
Raine grimaced and fell to her side, ‘I want to die.’
 
 
*J’dee*
 
Her silent protests were not heard, they only took in what she looked like and her abilities. Not interested in her as a person or acknowledging her as an equal. She was assigned to be their tool for interplanetary destruction. Forced to have a vision right in front of the king, she was prodded and probed until she bleed.
The blood had memories of it own, strong memories of when they killed her family. Her mother, her brother and finding their remains. It was one of the first attacks on their planet at that time ignored and classed as nothing more than a homicide, forensics on the scene of the crime had found her behind the couch she had remained completely silent struck staring at the blood sprayed across the walls. It appeared her mother had fought who it was. The visions had shown her too late to prevent it. The first attack, the first sight of blood sprayed in all directions. Caused her to become tainted with foresight. A traumatic experience triggered the scene before her and in true psychic fashion she had been shown the truth behind her mother and brother’s deaths.
These saiiyans knew this the sight of blood always triggered her visions. It had been reported on in the trashy tabloid magazine- the only ones who would listen to her after her mother and brother’s death.
"I’m waiting... Show us the way to rid ourselves of this pathetic race." The voice sounded very regal indeed and she looked up as a member of the alien race was brought in. A male average height, red skin, eyes a penetrating blue, she could feel his fear as he fought against his saiiyan captors. He was humanoid looking his hair though it was like the saiiyans sticking up in all angles wild and unruly, it was a pure white color though instead of blacblack she’d seen on the saiiyans. He had a tail too it was red and fluffy it reminded her of a fox’s tail with the dash of white on the end.
He was pushed to the ground in front of where she was, she too was on the ground from the pain, he looked at her and she could see for a brief moment that they were both victims of these brutal people. She was trying to speak her voice still inactive.
She watched as a saiiyan probably not that younger than her knelt down in front of her and he pulled out a small silver stick placed it over her throat and she felt a sudden sting, she jumped with the impact and he stepped back.
"Oracle! Tell me how to rid the galaxy of this pathetic race!" The king remarked.
She shook her head. "I can’t..."
J’dee was yanked to her feet violently, and she looked over to see who it was, she blinked seeing Goten.
"Don’t tell me my father purged your pure mind of visions?" He taunted her, his voice by her ear, causing a tingle of fear to run over her.
"No... I just refuse to help your kind."
She saw the king smirk. "Then so be it. cut him."
She heard a sword being unsheathed and she watched as the same saiiyan who returned her voice and who looked not much older than Goten, walk over to the man from the humanoid fox race and slice vertically up from the lower stomach the fox man. He had no time to protest or to even cry out before he slumped forward; a pool of blood collecting underneath him and slowly flowing towards her.
***Flash***
She could see herself coming home all over again, pushing open the door and stepping inside. It was dark outside she neither cared that the door was partially ajar, bother her mother and her brother’s cars were up the drive. They were home. She could smell chicken wafting through the kitchen air and she smiled to herself her mother always feed her chicken when she had a late night at college.
But the smile had been erased the minutes she stepped in to the lounge and found that the once creamlow low walls were sprayed with blood, there was so much blood and it was all fresh trickling down the wall.
"Mum?" She had asked tentatively and then stopped seeing her mother’s body on the floor, there was so much blood everywhere, there was even more round her mother’s body. She had knelt down by her mother’s side and took her mother’s pulse. But there was nothing it was warm so warm and she heard her brother cry out. She then heard a sickening crack and silence, she had quickly scurried out and hid behind the couch.
She watched as the men in pure white armor came out wearing a form of spandex under that there were only two both had unruly hair and brown belts, wore similar gloves and boots, they had just killed two people how could they avoid getting blood on them? She had no idea, the only sign was the blood on their white boots. She stayed low as they looked round the lounge.
"So much for bringing back a psychic for the king." One of them scoffed.
"Yeah she didn’t even know who we were, some psychic."
She had watched them as they rummaged through the belongings on the mantle. One had found a photo of her.
"Heh check this out she has a fine looking daughter."
It was then when one of them picked up a certificate and wiped the blood from the frame. "Look at this." His buddy peered over. "Oracle awards... heh awarded to a Jay-anne Dawes."
His buddy flipped through some of her mother’s book and she watched his expression as he read a page and he smirked. "According to this a lot of this stuff is hereditary."
"What?" The other one asked.
"It means what the mother posses in talent the child often has."
They both turned to the photo frame of her smirked and nodded in silent agreement. With that they left, no cleaning up of fingerprints or anything to hide their crime.
She then slipped out from behind the couch to see her mother’s glazed over eyes and she hid back behind the couch sticking her hand in a section of blood over the wall and she’d been hit with the first encounter of what had happened. The pods form outer space, millions of them all like stars falling, then she saw every form of attack begin. Women taken. When the vision had diminished she had acknowledged that she had indeed been given her mother’s gift of sight and just peering out at the blood the sight of it had caused her to see how she died. So in fear and partial shock she had remained hidden behind the couch and silent hugging her knees and not moving. The only movement she made was to back up as the pool of blood from her mother’s body flowed towards where she was hiding.
***End of Flash***
"Oracle!!" The king’s voice shouted at her, and she shook her head.
"I’m not telling you how to wipe out planets!! I refuse!"
"Fine then with each refusal one of your kind dies by our hands."
She was then forced to endure the rape of a woman, before her throat was slit. The woman’s body just dropped on to that of the dead humanoid fox man’s.
"There race or yours oracle. What will it be?" Goten had taunted her with that question. She lowered her head in defeat and moved close to the fox man’s body. A forced vision she hated them she looked to Goten and the saiiyan with the sword.
"Remove her from near his body, you don’t want me to get visions crossed."
Goten hoisted the female off the fox’s body and dropped her to the side.
J’dee moved closer and she placed her hands on the fox’s head and closed her eyes. Her head slung back suddenly with the impact of the jolt, images were filed through her head, destruction, energy blasts, giant monkey’s, the moon phases of the planet strange words, the planet’s location. she had never got so much information from the contact with the dead before and she pulled her hands back and gasped.
They were all looking at her and she looked round at them, her knowledge of their race expanded.
"W-w-what are you people?" She stammered. "You can transform like that..."
"Trunks, what’s she yabbering about?" Goten muttered to the saiiyan with the sword. She noted he wore the royal symbol and his hair it was a lavender purple like color, completely different from the other saiiyans. Yet he was one of them.
"Oozaru obviously, we have to transform to beat this race. It’s a rare occasion indeed." The sworded royal mused out loud.
"Is this true oracle?" The king asked.
J’dee nodded. "It will take you six weeks to reach their planet. They have a full moon every three months, well three months by my planets timing... if you time your departure you will arrive on the day of their full moon. There will be a strong resistance as the planet is very technological. Their weapons are strong and can pierce through bone, causing instant infection and a slow agonizing death through the microorganisms within the laser beams of the guns. They have large cannons surrounding each major city over that entire planet, these cannon fire out laser beams several times larger than that of the hand weaponry. Their full moon lasts three days. It's used to charge their weapons; the weapons are strong due to the lunar phases. If you attack at your most strongest their weapons will have hardly any impact on that hard were-ape flesh." with that she sighed and slipped away from the body.
The king smiled. "We shall see how correct your information is. Until then, my son’s friend seems to like you. We will place you at his living quarters until confirmation of your information is true, you will just be an ordinary slave until then."
J’dee was pulled to her feet.
"I have a request." Everyone in the room turned to see Bardock standing at the door. "She stay with my son Kakarott. I’m sure my grandson would like a female younger than him as a slave. Not older."
"Ahhh yes I thought I smelt something familiar about her. Kakarott has already taken this one." The king remarked. "Fine give her to Kakarott I will call upon her as I need her." he added.
She felt herself yanked out of the room and then taken outside. She was oblivious to the stares she got as she was wallowing in shame and disgrace for revealing how these brutal people got her to talk on destroying another race who were victims much like herself.
She had no concept of location or time as she was taken to Kakarott’s home by his son and his father. She didn’t want to see him again. Ever. But she had no choice. they entered the home and saw Kakarott just resting on the couch, empty packets off food all over the place. If he didn’t have a tail and wasn’t a killer, she could of almost mistaken him for a typical human male much like her brother who had an entire corner of his room filled up with cans of soda, bourbon ‘n’ cola and even the odd take out leftovers. This place was pretty much the same.
"Dad, the king’s letting you have her."
He sat up and looked at her, she pulled at the chains they had restricted her with and Kakarott nodded.
"She will call upon her as he need her or visions of conquest." Bardock informed him.
"Um... okay." With that they left shutting her in the house with the saiiyan who had taken her not more than two hours ago.
She slumped to the ground suddenly defeated. She would never see freedom again. She would never feel what it was like to be loved, never complete college, never travel, never get a job, get married or have kids, a house or even that cliche pet dog and white picket fence she wanted.
Kakarott wandered up to her and grabbed her by the chains connecting her wrists and he pulled her over to the couch and sat her down on it and she watched as he just broke the chains off her with no effort.
"Your pretty silent." he mused after he tossed the chains to the side. She shrugged. "I know they had to give your voice back. They need you to be able to speak. It’s just the way it goes." he added.
"I just told them how to wipe out an entire race of people... so I’d rather not talk right now." She spoke her voice sad and her head lowered.
"Ah this would be those fox people. Several armies have died trying to conquer them. with only two or three prisoners being taken out of a race of millions."
She looked at Kakarott. "Only three per attack? Wow they’re good..."
Kakarott nodded. "I know my father lost my mother in that battle. They even sent the king’s concubine in. She was a friend of mine and a great scientist. They hoped her brains would defeat them it didn’t work, she died within a matter of two seconds due to their weapons."
J’dee looked at Kakarott. "So she would be the mother of the saiiyan with the sword and the little voice restorer thing?" She asked.
He nodded. "Yeah Trunks and Goten are best friends, they’re only a year apart and their mothers were friends too. They were human like you."
"You’ve been to earth before?!"
"About twenty years ago." Kakarott nodded. "We only grabbed a few females mainly for research reasons, but we found that their anatomy was pretty much similar to ours without the transformations. Bulma found out that it was our tails that caused the transformations pretty much straight off. This impressed the then prince a lot and he took her, plus she had a strong fiery spirit. Chi-chi on the other hand not only did her fiery spirit attract me, but she was so pure, and she took care of me, she cooked for me and I’ve never tasted food so good before."
J’dee blinked. "Ohmigods, you kidnapped Chi-chi just so she could cook for you?"
"Well yeah."
J’dee sweatdropped. "So I was right? Even though I was being sarcastic."
Kakarott nodded. "I can’t cook or clean very well."
"So that thing on the ship. What happened? Hormonal thing or moon phase or something?" She asked.
Kakarott shrugged. "Hormonal I guess. I did the same with Chi-chi. She was very shy at first. But she actually still cared for me it was odd despite what I put her through and what I did."
"I had a vision of her death. I was in the van on the way to the church, when Cara was stitching up my shirt. I had this god awful tear right up the side and well, I’m not one to remove my shirt free will, so she called me stubborn and started stitching it up while I was wearing it. We went over a bump and bam I got a need in my side and I got in contact with blood. That triggers flashbacks I’ve discovered, where as physical contact will trigger future flashes." J’dee explained.
"So how long have you had these flashes?"
"Since my mother died about seven months ago. Anyway when I saw the blood and touched it I had a vision of Chi-chi dying not long after Goten’s birth. I saw her call you Goku."
Kakarott blushed. "It was my human name... I was raised on earth for a small while before my father returned for me. Something about a vision he had."
"I like the name Goku."
Kakarott nodded. "It’s weird heg itg it used after so long."
"Well from now on you are Goku to me I don’t care what you say I am oracle so I will it, so shall it be."
Kakarott smiled at her and she found herself strangely comforted by the smile, it seemed more human than his actions on the ship earlier. "Very well." he agreed.