Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Uncertain Future ❯ The King Arrives ( Chapter 2 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Disclaimer: I don't own any DBZ or any of the characters in this story, except for the people of Yran.

WARNING: This fic contains a bit of rape stuff, and I won't make it too much but if anything to do with rape has ever happened to you, I am warning you that you might not want to read part of this story.

Uncertain Future, Chapter 2: The King Arrives

All the girls in the cell shivered. A guard had just come and taken the frightened Bulma away. He said nothing as he had yanked her up and dragged her off to Kami knows where. "I bet he's taking her to see that freak in the orange robe." Corky whispered.

"Poor Bulma." the others muttered simultaneously.

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Careful, the next part of this is has to do with rape.

****Meanwhile in the freak with the orange robe's chambers****

"Please let me go!" screamed Bulma. The alien dressed in orange was now an alien dressed in nothing, and he was coming towards her. He snatched at her clothing, trying to tear it off, but Bulma dodged him and ran across the large room. She screamed again as she tripped and fell, hitting her head on the corner of a desk and blacking out.

Bulma awoke to a cold draft of air rushing past her. She shivered and opened her eyes to find the purple alien staring at her. She tried to move, but she couldn't. Her eyes widened as she realized what was happening. She was tied down naked on a large bed in the middle of the alien's bedchamber. She struggled again, trying to break free of her bonds, but this only made the alien laugh. He climbed over her, straddling her waist with his legs while his hands pulled and pinched painfully at her breasts. She cried out again, begging him to stop, which only brought on more laughter.

"Get off of me! Please! I'll do anything, just let me go!" she screamed.

"Shut up girl!" the alien growled. "You will learn your place!" with that, he leaned down and kissed her roughly on the mouth, forcing her mouth open and plunging his tongue inside. She whimpered in pain as he removed his mouth and smirked down at her. "Now," he laughed, "you will please me, girl." He forced her mouth open, pushing his hard length inside. Bulma was gagging, and she wanted to puke. She had to get him away from her somehow.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

The purple alien jumped off of Bulma, cradling his throbbing manhood. He removed his hands to see the huge bite marks she had inflicted upon him. "Bitch! You made me bleed!" he screamed and smacked her hard, knocking her unconscious again.

Okay, you're safe to read again!

***** A few hours later *****

Bulma sat huddled in her corner, crying. She had no idea whether she had been raped or not. All she remembered was biting the alien, and then being hit. The next thing she knew, she was here, with the other women checking her head to make sure there was no extreme damage done.

"Don't worry Bulma, just a couple bruises that's all." Corky reported. Bulma nodded and curled herself up in a little ball.

"If it's okay with you guys, I think I'll just go to sleep now. Thanks for helping me." The truth was, she couldn't bear to face any of the other girls at the moment. She felt so disgusting and used. The worst part was that she didn't know whether or not she had been raped. 'I'm not so sure I want to know.' she thought sadly as she tried to fall asleep.

A week passed without incident, although the guards had secretly dubbed poor Bulma 'the ball biter.' She was recovering from her shock, and was feeling a bit better though. In 2 hours the ship would touch down and she was dreading and anticipating her new life at the same time.

****** 2 hours later *****

"Come on all of you get out!" shouted a guard as he herded the 10 sickly women out of the ship. "I said hurry up!"

"Welcome to Yran." A purple creature in a royal blue robe laughed cruelly. "This will be your new home until the day you die. You will work as slaves for the Yranian people and you will do exactly as they say." He smirked and turned. "Now follow me to your new housing unit. He proceeded to lead the girls to a barrack like building, containing 10 beds and a bathroom. The place was an improvement to the smelly prison they had spent their days in, but not much of one. The place was full of rat-like creatures and there was a moldy slime-like substance growing on everything.

For the next two years, Bulma served the Yranian people and did what she was asked to do. Secretly though, she plotted her revenge against the disgusting barbaric race. She worked and did chores around the barracks and the palace; never finding out the real reason she and the others had been spared from the icy hands of death. Bulma's existence was very monotone, doing the same thing every single day, not knowing that her whole life would change within very soon…

THE NEXT DAY

Rumors were buzzing all over the workrooms. Someone had heard that the new King of Vegetasei would be visiting the planet Yran, to discuss treaty matters with King Orlis. Bulma didn't know exactly why, but this news excited her. She felt something odd in the air, something important.

"You, come here," said one of the head servants. Bulma stepped forward. "You will serve the King Orlis and the Saiyan King Vegeta today. You will be on your best behavior, the status of our treaty depends on it. The Saiyan Empire was a powerful one, and now with Frieza's empire belonging to them as well, they are a force to be feared." The woman shivered visibly at the thought of such a power that could destroy Frieza. "Now go and get cleaned up. Report to the castle conference room at 1:00 sharp, or heads will surely roll."

Bulma left quickly to clean up, with Corky following closely behind. "Did you hear that Corky?" Bulma asked. "If I misbehave, then that means no treaty for the poor little Yranians…" Both women smiled mischievously as they walked.

**** 1:01 *****

Bulma bustled noisily into the conference room, interrupting the conversation between the two kings. She stopped dead in her tracks though, as she looked at the King Vegeta. He was absolutely gorgeous. His wild black hair flew up in flames atop his head, his facial features were sharp and angular, giving him a dangerous look, and his coal black eyes sparkled with some unholy light as he sat in the large plush chair across from King Orlis, who looked very unhappy.

"Why are you late, wench?" King Orlis growled standing up. Bulma muttered a halfhearted apology, which infuriated Orlis even more. Vegeta, however, seemed to be somewhat amused. Bulma smiled innocently and offered tea to the two men. She leaned over to pour the steaming liquid, and Vegeta scowled with disgust as King Orlis stared shamelessly at the exposed tops of her creamy breasts.

"Can we get on with this Orlis?" Vegeta growled impatiently. "I am eager to get this over with, I have other places to be today."

"Hum? Oh, yes. Sorry about that. Now you want to review the old treaty?"

"Wrong. I want you to sign this new treaty. I had it drawn up and all you have to do is sign." Orlis took the treaty from Vegeta's gloved hand, and skimmed briefly skimmed over it.

"I'm not sure I like this…" Orlis muttered under his breath. Vegeta, of course, heard though.

"Remember Orlis, I don't have to offer you this treaty. I could just as easily force you into doing what I want, but I would prefer to do it without needless bloodshed. I will get what I want one way or another." Orlis stared wide-eyed at Vegeta, and Bulma smirked, enjoying the sight of him being bullied.

"I see I underestimated you Vegeta. After dealing with your father for so many years we had a friendly relationship. I had thought maybe the two of us could continue it."

"I have no interest in continuing any relationship other than business with you Orlis. To be quite frank, you and your people disgust me. Should you decide to rebel against me, I will have no qualms about blowing this sorry little planet and all its residents to bits. Now sign the treaty." Orlis hastily signed the treaty and handed it back to King Vegeta.

"Come here wench." He gestured to Bulma. "Pour us some more tea." As Bulma leaned over to pour for the King Vegeta, she felt King Orlis' hand on her rear. She jerked up with surprise and dropped the teapot, which shattered into thousands of tiny pieces, and spilled tea everywhere. Orlis looked angry as he grabbed Bulma and slapped her. "Stupid bitch!" he screamed. He made another grab at her, this time tearing the bodice of her dress. She cried out and jumped back, but Orlis was too fast and he pulled her against him. Bulma jerked her knee up, hitting Orlis square in the groin, and he doubled over in pain, releasing her. She didn't get far before he recovered and grabbed at her skirt. He tore it all the way up to her hip, and would have gone further if Vegeta hadn't intervened.

"That's quite enough Orlis." He said, looking amused. "Leave the poor thing alone."

"I'll give her the beating of a lifetime!" Orlis raged, lunging at the frightened female again.

"You'll do no such thing!" Vegeta said as he shot a ki beam at Orlis's hand, barely missing him. "I will decide whether my servants deserve beatings or not thank you." Vegeta continued, at seeing Orlis' puzzled expression. "She will be coming with me when I leave. Consider her a gift." Vegeta walked over to Bulma and offered her a hand, which she took. He pulled her gingerly off of the floor, and removed the cape from his armor, offering it to the woman in front of him in order to cover up her exposed breasts. He escorted her outside the conference room, where he instructed a Saiyan guard to help her pack anything she had, and then bring her to his ship.

"Remember Orlis," he said, leaning back into the room, "I am nothing like my father, so I suggest you don't try to impress me with unnecessary acts of violence and rape." He then turned quickly, and left the castle, heading to his ship to ready for takeoff.

OK! How'd you all like that chapter? Please review and thanky to all of the people who reviewed chapter 1! The next chapter of this should be out soon, maybe Monday or Tuesday if I don't have too much homework. I've also decided to spell the word Saiyan like this because I keep doing it anyway, and it's how they spell it in the English version of DBZ : ) Bye-eee for now!