Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Princess and the Harem ❯ Chapter Three ( Chapter 3 )

The Princess and the Harem

Chapter Three

"What are you doing here?" Bra asked.

"I could say the same thing," Android 17 responded.

"You go first," Bra said.

"How about you go first?" Android 17 asked.

"I asked first!" Bra responded.

"We're not going to get anywhere by arguing," Android 17 stated.

"Rock, paper, scissors," Bra offered.

Android 17 raised an eyebrow. "Surely you can't be serious."

Bra stuck her clenched fist through the bars of the cell. It seemed that she was serious.

Android 17 rolled his eyes. "Fine," he said as he stuck his fist out.

"One . . . two . . . three!"

Bra kept her fist clenched. Android 17, on the other hand, had his fingers held out straight. "Paper covers rock. Spill it."

Bra glared at the android. Nonetheless, she began to talk. "I was captured by this guy named Mordorff. Apparently, he is the king of the planet Larania. He wants me as his concubine. He's got an ego the size of the sun." She then added as an afterthought, "He is hot, though."

"Great," Android 17 remarked. "He wants you as his sex slave and you're falling for him."

"Bite me!" Bra snapped. "So, what's your story?"

"I saw the spaceship on my way back to the mall," Android 17 said. "I was curious, so I sneaked aboard. The spaceship took off while I was aboard, so I went up to the bridge and demanded, with threat of force, that they turn around and let me off on Earth. Then, I don't know what happened, but my fist seemed to get a mind of its own and hit me int the face, knocking me out. Next thing I know, I'm in a jail cell."

"Mordorff used his special power on you," Bra said. "He took control of your body and knocked you out with your own fist. He can control the body of anyone he chooses."

"Perfect," Android 17 grumbled. "How am I supposed to beat him? Oh well, a jailbreak is just as fun." He held up his hand and began charging an energy blast.

"What are you doing?" Bra shouted in a panic.

"Busting out of here, that's what!" Android 17 responded. He fired an energy blast at the bars, but the blast bounced back at him. Seventeen caught the blast and crushed it into nothing. "What the hell? It reflected my blast! I guess I'll just have to pry the bars open with my bare hands!" He grabbed a pair of bars and began to pull. However, nothing happened. Seventeen increased his effort, but nothing happened. He then put every ounce of strength into pulling the bars apart, but the bars refused to bend.

Android 17 fell back, wiping his forehead with his sleeve. "Something's not right here," he said.

"Those bars are specially treated. They can't be blasted or forced apart," said a voice.

Android 17 jumped in surprise. Pulling out his pistol, he shouted, "Who's there?"

Someone walked forward into the light. He was the spitting image of Mordorff, except he was a foot shorter than the king. He wore an outfit similar to Mordorff's, except that the trim on his robe was silver instead of gold. He looked over at Android 17. "You don't need that gun," he said.

"Who are you?" Android 17 asked.

"My name is Zephiel," the young man said. "I am the prince of the planet Larania."

Bra gasped. "You're King Mordorff's son?" Zephiel looked over at Bra and nodded. "How can that be? He's too young to have a kid!"

"Actually, my father is over fifty years old, even though he looks only twenty-five." Zephiel said. "Laranian kings age more slowly and live longer than other Laranians."

"How old are you?" Bra asked.

"I'm thirteen years old," Zephiel responded.

"You're awfully mature for an early teenager," Android 17 observed.

"You try living with a man like my father for thirteen years," Zephiel said. "He is my father, but his actions make me sick."

"Wait, I'm not getting something," Bra said. "If he already has a son, then why does he keep a harem?"

"There are two reasons," Zephiel said. "The first is to satisfy his own lustful desires. The second is more complicated. You see, I am an illegitimate son."

"Illegitimate?" Android 17 repeated. "How is that?"

Zephiel hung his head. "My father had a premarital affair with a commoner. That commoner was my mother. She died in childbirth, so my father had no choice but to look after me. Because of this, my father sees me unfit to inherit the throne when he passes on. To tell you the truth, I think that he has no intention of leaving this world. Of course, that's just foolish thinking. It's impossible to obtain immortality."

Bra and Android 17 looked at each other. They both knew that it was possible to obtain immortality through a certain means.

"So, what are you doing down here?" Android 17 asked.

"I'm here to get you out," Zephiel responded.

Bra's eyes widened. "Why?"

"I told you before, what my father does makes me sick. I don't want to see him take another poor girl to be nothing more than a concubine for the rest of her days." He pulled a key out from his robe and stuck it into the lock of Bra's cell. The lock clicked and the door swung open.

"YAY!!" Bra exclaimed. "I'm free!!"

"Shhh!" Android 17 and Zephiel hissed simultaneously.

"Do you want to get caught?" Android 17 snapped. "Keep your big mouth shut!"

"Says the prisoner to the escapee," Bra responded.

"Not for long," Zephiel said. He then walked up to Android 17's cell and opened the lock. "I don't want to see an innocent killed just because he was a stowaway."

"How do you know they were going to execute him?" Bra asked.

"That's what my father always does with stowaways," Zephiel responded. "He's very paranoid. If he even gets word that someone is plotting against him, he has them killed immediately, regardless of whether the rumors are true or not."

"Your father sounds kind of like Stalin," Android 17 remarked.

"Who?" Zephiel asked, confused.

"Oh, right. You've never heard of him," Android 17 said.

"All right, follow me," Zephiel said. "I'll take you to the escape pods."

"What the hell?" A guard appeared in the hallway. Upon spotting the two escapees, he yelled, "JAILBREAK!!"

"Dammit!" Android 17 cursed. "They know we're out!"

"Language," Bra said.

"There's no time!" Zephiel hissed. "Let's go!"-3-

"Here they are!" Zephiel half-shouted. "Get in!" Android 17 immediately slid into one of the escape pods.

Bra looked in. "Ack! There's no room!"

"Who cares?" Android 17 responded. "Just get in and let's go!"

Then, a guard rounded the corner and saw Bra crouching behind Zephiel. "Prince Zephiel, what are you doing? That is your father's new concubine!"

"Not any more," Zephiel said.

"Do you realize that you're going up against the king's wishes?"

"It doesn't matter," Zephiel responded. "He won't have me killed until he can conceive another heir."

"Prince, back away, or I shall have to use force," the guard responded.

Zephiel threw his robe off, revealing a sword attached to his left hip. He drew the sword and held it in front of him. "What are you waiting for?" he hissed at Bra. "Go!"

Bra shook her head. "No way!"

"Would you rather be a concubine?" Android 17 said.

"That pod is way too cramped!" Bra shouted. "I don't want you up against me like that!"

Android 17 grabbed the girl by the leg. "I swear, you are impossible! I don't even know why I'm doing this!" He pulled Bra into the capsule. He then hit the red button on the wall. The door to the escape pod sealed off and the pod launched away from the ship into outer space.