Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Continuation of Captain Moonlight ❯ Chapter Two ( Chapter 2 )

Chapter two

Vegeta gradually felt Merlina's presence enter the next room. Vegeta became aware of a firm, willful hand inside of himself, wrenching his gut and searing his mind and body. The hand twisted itself from deep inside him, burning his resisting muscles. His body spasmed, as Vegeta sat up suddenly, clutching his stomach. A single thought came to him, come to me. I am in the next room. Come to me. Vegeta gasped and shuddered, screaming in his mind, No! A vague sense of amusement came from outside of his mind, almost mocking him. With the silent laughter the hand relaxed, releasing his mind and relieving the pain. Vegeta sighed and sat back exhausted from resisting the alien will attempting to bend him to its wishes. Vegeta heard Merlina's voice from right behind him, whispering elusive words. He spun to see only the water lazily splashing down upon the stone floor. Scowling in anger at which eluded him; Vegeta stood in the iron tub, and stepped out onto the rough floor. Stretching himself he reached for the oak cabinet and flung the light doors wide to reveal the empty shelves. Raising his eyebrows in an expression of disbelief, this quickly turned to a scowl of disdain. Vegeta spun on his bare heels, strode to the iron plated door, and drug the door back to open it. He stalked angrily into the joining room to see Merlina lounging upon the wooden bed. Merlina's long black hair cascaded down over her shoulders to rest on the soft duvet pillowing underneath her. Merlina was lounging in a pair of black flannel pants, lying under a long sleeve silver moleskin shirt. Her abnormally long tail lay softly over her waist, and twitched as Vegeta stormed into the room. Merlina's inky black eyebrows rose,

"My, aren't we bold today?" Scowling Vegeta began to rant,

"Where are the towels? I am dripping wet, I am cold. I demand a towel!" Scoffing, Merlina sat up and tossed a bundle at him.

"Why are you so demanding, as of late?" Ignoring Merlina's question Vegeta caught and opened the bundle to find a towel neatly folded atop another set of commoner's clothes. Vegeta grasped the towel and let the clothes fall to the floor. He wound up the towel as Merlina's voluptuous lips split into a wide grin. Vegeta snapped the towel out twords Merlina's relaxed form. Merlina let a small outburst of laughter cry out as she caught the whipping towel. Grinning meanacingly, she snapped the towel out of Vegeta's extended grip. Vegeta arched his eyebrows as he stared at Merlina, almost sure of what she might do. Merlina lashed out with the towel, whipping him right between the legs. Vegeta winced with pain and doubled over. Merlina chortled quietly, withdrawing the towel and cracking him across the back,

"Goodness, you'd think with all that training you've been going through lately, you'd be more resistant to pain." Merlina looked away and smirked with amusement, "everyone else is," Vegeta stood, once again the proud Saiyen prince,

"I am, and don't you dare insult my pride," Merlina blinked slowly as a small smile split across her face.

"It would help if you put clothes on! I know you're renowned for immodesty, but isn't this just going a bit too far?" Vegeta looked down, as if to affirm that he was indeed in the nude. Grumbling to himself, Vegeta reached down for the plain set of clothes, a white tunic, simple, though quite durable, a pair of gray pants were folded inside the bundle as well, made from the same fabric as the pants.

Scowling, Vegeta pulled the pants up to rest on his waist, pulling the drawstring tight on his waist he wrapped his thick tail around the band and disregarded the shirt s he stalked over to where Merlina again lounged. He bent and snatched the towel from her hands. Vegeta stood, and rubbed the towel briskly through his hair, rubbing it into a dark halo, surrounding the entirety of his head. Grinning, Merlina moved to sit in front of Vegeta. She reached up and ran her fingers through his hair, gently returning it to its normal spikes. Vegeta let out a soft growl, roughly pushing her hand away, he stepped in close to her, forcing her to lean back.

"You have complete control over me?" Vegeta scowled as he made the statement into a question. Looking directly into his black eyes, Merlina answered,

"No, I do not. You control most of your actions, and all of your emotions,"

"What about memories?" Vegeta interrupted. Merlina listed her head to the side and answered in a drawling tone,

"Your memories………………should be intact," Merlina glanced away thoughtfully and added in an identical drawling tone,

"I did not alter them," Vegeta cocked his head to the side and asked,

"Then, what about last night?" Merlina raised her eyebrows inquisitively.

"What do you mean about last night?"

"You and I?" Merlina slowly lowered her head to stare at her hands in her lap, and said to the floor,

"Yes," With that word much of her menacing tone was leeched out. Vegeta almost smirked as he leaned down and raised Merlina's head with his hands cupped around the sides of her face.

"I hurt you?" Merlina sighed,

"It was my first time, so it was expected," she stared piercingly into his eyes,

"You weren't exactly gentle either," Vegeta leered down at her, he stepped back and dropped his hands. Vegeta began to laugh and gesture vaguely in the air,

"Well, my apologies, my captor," Merlina crossed her arms,

"Your not very sympathetic," Vegeta mockingly mirrored Merlina's posture.

"Did you honestly expect me to be?" Merlina looked away, full of thought,

"No, I `spose not," Vegeta's face brightened with a cruel smile,

"That's right. Now, how about telling me how I got to be here?" Merlina laughed quietly to herself,

"Well, you woke up, move your feet, and," she raised her eyebrows and gestured in the air in front of her, "here you are!" Vegeta's face fell,

"What an answer," he said in a dull tone. "I meant why did you seduce me, and then dump me in this cell!" Merlina smiled mockingly and countered,

"You aren't supposed to know, but if you figured it out, good for you!" A truly wicked smile came over Merlina.

"You need to tell me! I am the Prince of Saiyens!" Merlina leaned back on the wooden railing behind her.

"No, I don't. You can rant and rave all you want, I won't tell you," Merlina said from underneath her wicked smile. At being challenged, Vegeta's lip began to twitch before his hands contracted into fists as he began to draw back to throw a punch at Merlina. Just as his punch was prepared, Merlina jumped up and wrapped him in a clutching embrace. When Merlina gently bounced her small hips off Vegeta's hips he was painfully aroused, making him step back. Merlina followed him step for step into the center of the room. Merlina looked down into Vegeta's surprised eyes.

"I did have fun with you, though. I'll get over the pain," she laid her cheek on his shoulder for a moment, holding Vegeta, who was still paralyzed with shock, close to her. Merlina swiftly raised her head and lightly brushed her lips across his in a tantalizing reminisce of a kiss. Vegeta stared up, dumbstruck into her eyes before blindly reaching out for her. Merlina grinned wildly and skillfully avoided his daft hands. She came to a rest on the other side of the room with her hand on the iron door handle. Her tail twitched expressively as she spoke,

"I have to….. Be gone for the day," She smirked and waved her hand in the air vaguely gesturing, almost copying the movement of her tail, "you will be here when I return," In a sudden burst of speed Vegeta flew above her and pinned her roughly with her hands behind her, to the door. Taking her face into her hands, Vegeta tilted her head slowly upwards, so that her black eyes glinted upwards into his eyes as he hovered just above Merlina's eye level. Vegeta lowered his head and kissed her long and bruisingly. When Vegeta drew back, Merlina bit his lip playfully as she arched her eyebrows and backed out the door.

Turning on her heel, Merlina came face to face with another woman, Verandice. Verandice stood with her long black plates of hair reaching just long enough to tease her shoulders. Her hands lay over her crimson robes on her hips. Her crimson robes were trimmed with ebon and golden patterns, very elegant, indeed. Merlina knew that under the fine robes Verandice wore the best armor ever to be crafted, which made her, in fact, a very unique individual. Her muscles were supple and lean. To Merlina Verandice represented the height of Saiyen society, strong, intelligent, and very beautiful. Merlina stopped herself from rolling her eyes as Verandice's musical voice shrilled,

"You know that he's too dangerous to be around alone!" Merlina replied patiently,

"I do think I handled that fairly well," Verandice rolled her eyes in an expression of distemper,

"You know that you can't throw yourself at him every time his testosterone goes sky-rocketing!"

"No, I do suppose that I can't," Merlina licked her lips thoughtfully, "but once I complete the ritual, he will be no threat," Verandice shrugged reluctantly and removed her hands from her hips as she agreed,

"That is true," Merlina nodded her reply and strided past Verandice, beckoning her to follow Merlina down the dark hall.

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Vegeta let a howl of rage escape from his lips as he fell to his knees and pounded his fists into the cold stone floor. He leapt up, grabbed the rough edges of the bed, and threw it angrily over his shoulder at the door. The white covers floated lazily to the ground as the bed hit the wall and shattered. Vegeta sprung forward and pummeled the wall with his fists in a blind expression of the rage he felt boiling over in his mind. Resting with the crown of his head against the wall. Gasping sobs escaped from him from the intense mixture of the dominating rage, befuddlement of the mind, unasked and unanswered questions, and his thoughts of Merlina. As he stood, leaning against the wall trying to sort out his mind, he felt a powerful punch land just above his heart.

Jumping back, he prepared to see not the wall, but an opponent standing ready to strike again. Instead, he saw only the stone wall, which was slowly healing the dents he formed with his fists. Vegeta, alarmed by the lack of enemy, dropped his hands and side stepped to investigate the wall. A gray stone fist lashed out to land a solid punch on the side of Vegeta's jaw, knocking him off his feet and landing him hard on the floor. Vegeta's head cracked down on the stone tiles and bounced back up lazily, jarring his neck, his head dropped to rest on the shattered tile.

Astonished, Vegeta lay there, contemplating. Vegeta scowled at the ceiling and pursed his lips as he thought walls that punch back? How absurd, I must be imagining things. But that wasn't nothing that hit me, he thought as he felt the side of his face, gently slipping his jaw back into place, Vegeta sprung to his feet and threw a sharp punch into the wall. The instant his hand came into contact with the wall, the wall absorbed his energy, as liquid and trapped his fist. Vegeta sneered and threw a second punch with all of his power just to the left of where his hand was trapped in the wall. The wall reached out to meet his incoming fist and drew it back with it into the wall before the liquid stone crawled up his bare arms to his elbows. Slowly the stone encasing his skin began to harden. Vegeta kicked off the base of the wall and rotated his still trapped arms, so that he stood near the top of the wall. Crouching just as the enchanted stone hardened, Vegeta summoned all of his impressive strength as he flexed his muscles and pulled against the grip of the stone. Slowly the stone began to creak and tiny furrows started to riddle the surface. With a grunt, Vegeta squeezed his eyes shut just as he felt the cold caress of the liquid stone begin to inch it's way around his fists and up his arms. With one final resolution of strength and will, small flakes of shattered stone fell quietly to the floor. Vegeta gave one final attempt as the liquid stone wound an investigative tendril around his forearm; Vegeta wrenched his arms and hands free of the stone in a grand cloud of dust and fragments of stone. Vegeta landed hard again on the shattered stone tile, as he opened his hands, which were immediately covered by the shimmering skin of stone. The stone instantly hardened, locking his hands in their spread, reaching poise. Vegeta jumped up and brought his arms around, so that he may investigate them. Almost laughing, Vegeta easily contracted his open hands into tight fists, shedding the restricting armor of stone.