Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Vampire Prince ❯ Making Progress ( Chapter 7 )

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Chapter 7


Making Progress



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Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ or any of the characters. This is for my amusement. I promise you.



For the next several weeks Bulma worked very hard with the group of people that she was given to work with. There was a man named Peter and another by the name of Steven. They had another woman on the team that went by Charlotte. She got along with them just fine, the only people she didn’t get along with were the guards who would crack a joke once and a while or make sexual references. She hated the environment and all the cameras. She had never been under this much pressure before when working on anything. On the upside, the weapons were coming along wonderfully. They were testing the guns on mannequin as well as the explosives. The progress was very quick and King Vegeta was very pleased. They had another week of trials before they would allow this to be produced in mass quantities. She knew she didn’t care for the well beings of these demons, but she knew if she didn’t produce items that worked properly she would not be able to leave this place with her life.


So, one last week of hell and she would be free to go home, well she hoped she would be free. Bulma lay in bed trying to keep herself from going back to sleep. She had been waking up off and on throughout the night. It was still a hard transition for her. She missed her own bed and missed her family and friends. The only person she was truly close to was that vampire woman, Doris. Even though they got along and Doris gave her much advice, she still didn’t fully trust the woman. The woman didn’t even tell her what she did here exactly. Doris would come and provide her with clean clothing and food, and would even stay and give her some company for a few hours before she went to sleep. Bulma didn’t get it one bit even if she did like the woman. Why would a vampire go out of the way to be so nice to her?


As for King Vegeta, he would come down to the lab every once and a while to see the progress and inspect how well she was doing, and even the work of the other three. When he was there she stood tall and kept her fear hidden. She knew it was a silly thing to think, but she didn’t want the man to think he had control of her fear.


The King would have her work early in the morning and well into the day. Her fingers were blistered and bloody at times, depending on what she was working with. The longer she worked the faster it got done, which was true but it also didn’t give her much time to rest. The heiress didn’t mind so much anymore because there was only about a week of work left. What made her nervous was that she didn’t know what would happen to her once she was done.


Bulma was lying peacefully and about to doze back off when she was rudely awoken by a loud knock on the door. She shot out of bed and ran to the bathroom, hiding behind the doorway. The man then unlocked the door and booted the door wide open.


“Rise and shine, girl,” the man spoke rather loudly before chuckling. Oh yes, she forgot about that buffoon or as she liked to call, her personal alarm clock.


“I am up thank-you, that loud knock was enough, so if you could turn around and get out of my room that would be much appreciated,” her blue eyes narrowed and her lips pursed tightly hearing the man’s heavy footsteps coming closer to the bathroom entrance.


“Sorry little one, I am here to collect you,” the man was now visible in the dim lighting.


Nappa’s over sized body took up much space in her room and made Bulma feel uneasy. She was wearing a nightgown that showed much of her upper half, and her legs were bare. Bulma pulled up her nightgown and crossed her arms over her chest as she stepped out and shot him a glare. Nappa’s eyes racked over her form and a wide grin appeared on his lips.


“I am not ready, as you can see I am still in my nightgown,” She kept eye contact with the man, “I would like to have a couple minutes to freshen up before we leave,” Bulma said turning around and shutting the door loudly and clicked the door locked.


Nappa’s smile faded and his lip curled up in a sneer, “Girl, I will give you 10 min, if you are not done I will come back in here, bust down that door and drag you down to the lab by your hair, are we clear?” He raised his voice. He paused momentarily to hear for her reply.


“As crystal…now get OUT!” her muffled voice said rather loudly. She was so angry that this, Mr. Clean looking asshole, was in her room and rudely woke her up by busting through her door.


Bulma peeked out of the bathroom, waiting to hear the door close to signal that she was alone and gathered some work wear. She washed her face, brushed her teeth, and threw up her hair in a messy ponytail. Her finger tips brushed over her face and hair. She sighed and stepped out of the bathroom moving toward her bedroom door. The feisty woman yanked the door open and glared at the giant man in front of her.


“I was getting worried that I might have to come in there and get you,” Nappa said shooting her a look of amusement.


Bulma glared up at him and walked in front of him holding her head up high completely ignoring his comments.  She was fuming the entire time she was escorted down to the basement of the manor. Of course the lab size was huge and many different electronics were present along with the work Bulma had been busy with. She stepped aside as they made their way to the steel plated door, which had a key pad on the outside like many important rooms in this Manor. Nappa put in the key code which then activated a hand scanner under the key pad, allowing him to place his hand on it, which activated the door. The steel door’s system made a loud beep, and the light flashed green. It slid open horizontally allowing them access.


Bulma stormed into the lab leaving Nappa behind. Steve, Peter, and Charlotte were already down in this large clear box in the center of the lab, which was their little office. It didn’t offer much privacy because it was clear. The vampires didn’t trust them alone; they had to watch them every second they were there. Of course Bulma could have figured this one out because she had an escort as well as many different cameras located all over the lab, leaving little privacy. The only place that offered privacy was her room and the restrooms in the lab.


She opened the door and offered everyone a smile, “Good morning everyone, any more test runs yet?” She asked them picking up her white jacket and placing it over her shoulders and letting her arms slide into the sleeves.


“We have done a couple more trials, Bulma. I am quite worried about the liquid silver bullets,” Steve said as he scanned over his notes.


“Yes, the silver bullets have been bursting in mid air before they make it to their target, and obviously that won’t do much to the enemy if it’s not penetrating the flesh.” Charlotte added as she walked over to Bulma offering her a clipboard of the tests.


“Everything else is fine though, right?” the heiress asked looking at the notes, biting her lower lip as her eyes skimmed.

“Yes everything else is fine. The explosives work wonderfully, King Vegeta is pleased,” Peter nodded and pushed up his glasses. He had a happy grin on his face, which was rare for any of the four present.


Bulma smiled softly and nodded, “I am sure he is. I am going to suggest a gel based casing around the UV bullets and the liquid silver bullets. This will allow them to absorb some of the power after being shot. Let’s get that started and let me know. Once we have this done, we will shoot the guns using these bullets. After a few tests they should be ready.” She set down the clipboard and walked out to the firing range located in the lab.


She picked up one of the handguns checking for the UV bullets inside. She shot several rounds at one of the mannequins. The bullets casings seemed to handle well with the UV. Setting the gun down, Bulma walked back to the office and opened the door.


“UV bullets are good, start producing their gun and bullets today. I think there is a file around here somewhere of the quantities needed. There will be a certain amount for each clan.” Bulma explained to her crew before sitting in front of one of her computers and typing away, trying to figure out how she was going to make these liquid silver bullets work.


She loved the ideas these blood suckers had even though she couldn’t stand being here any longer. The liquid silver was a perfect idea for a Lycan. The king was sick of the Lycan’s having enough time to flee, lick their wounds, and pull out any silver bullets lodged in their flesh. King Vegeta said that person would have to direct hit the heart with a silver bullet in order to kill a Lycan instantly, or just fire many silver bullets, which cost too much money. With the liquid silver bullets it would explode in the skin and would travel the system, killing the beast in minutes. The UV bullets acted the same, but ultimately frying the vampire traitor from the inside out. Bulma even contemplated taking some of the ideas and making her own to get the hell out of this god forsaken place.


Bulma leaned back in her chair and let her head roll back and rest momentarily. Her thoughts had been drifting back to that handsome vampire prince. Thos black eyes of his and that deep voice seemed to imprint in her brain. She was constantly thinking about him after he had kissed her weeks ago when she had first shown up at the manor. She lifted her hand and brushed her finger tips over her lips. She had only gotten a few glimpses of him since that night, of course he most likely had forgotten about her already. For god sakes why was she thinking about this?  Who was she kidding? A part of her wanted to feel that again. She knew that was a dangerous thought because not only did he offer to take her as a blood slave, she knew that she most likely have no choice unless she was able to escape here before that happened. Covering her face with both hands, Bulma sighed dramatically. She was so stressed out she didn’t know how much more of this she could take.


Nappa pounded against the clear plastic wall making Bulma jump in her seat and snap out of her daydream. Nappa’s face was the first thing she saw.


“Hey no stalling, get back to work, human,” Nappa growled before turning and walking back to the two guards that were chuckling.


Her temper flared and she shoved the chair aside and slammed the office door open and stomped over to Nappa. Nappa heard her coming and turned slightly and raised an eyebrow. Bulma stood before him and poked him in the chest.


“What is you fucking problem, Baldie?” she yelled, placing her hands on her hips.


Nappa’s eyes widened and his face turned red with anger hearing her nickname.


“Yes, I said it. Now tell me what your problem is. I have been busting my fucking ass for weeks and all you have been doing is making perverted comments and staring over at me the entire time. If I were King Vegeta I would get rid of you because you are a waste of space. Now that I have gotten that out of my system, Mr. Clean, I am going to get back to work and I would like to NOT be bothered,” Bulma turned on her heel and walked away.


The guards behind Nappa were laughed and holding their guts. Nappa’s eyes turned blood red and he moved quickly, placing himself between her and the door. His hand shot out and gripped her neck lifting her up in the air. Her feet kicked frantically and her hands shot to her neck. Pulling on his fingers, Bulma’s eyes widened in fear as Nappa bore his fangs at her. She couldn’t make a sound because his hand tightened on her neck, cutting off her air supply.


Charlotte was screaming inside the office, while Steve and Peter came rushing out and jumped on Nappa’s back. Their feeble attempts to hurt him didn’t faze the giant. Nappa let out a loud growl and threw each man off him, sending their bodies flying across the room.


“That will be the last time you embarrass me, bitch” Nappa’s blood red eyes flashed at her as he smirked, “Because you are going to die.” His hand tightened on her neck.


Bulma felt tears escape her bright blue eyes. This was really it? She had to go and say something to really upset this man. She felt her vision blurring and then she was out just as her body hit the floor.



Vegeta came in the lab just in time seeing the blue haired spit fire hoisted in the air. Vegeta let out a loud growl. The guards that were just standing around watching the woman getting the life squeezed from her. The guards noticed him and jump back and tried to apologize to him quickly. Vegeta stalked in their direction. He moved to fast for them to see and in a blink of an eye he had broke both of their necks for their stupidity. Before Nappa knew he was there, Vegeta blurred briefly and kicking Nappa’s legs from under him. Nappa looked up at Vegeta, fear was apparent in his eyes. The bald man lifted his hands and shook them in front of his face, “Vegeta, this wench…” The prince stuffed his foot in the man’s mouth.


“Shut up you fool; you know how precious she is. Get out of my sight before I kill you where you lie.” Vegeta’s eyes flashed red.


The giant stood in a blink of an eye and looked down knowing he has displeased his prince. Too fast for human eyes, Nappa was gone in less than a second. Vegeta looked down seeing her laying motionless on the concrete floor. He lifted her up in his arms and looked down at her beautiful face. A hand brushed the blue locks of hair from her eyes. He was so glad he got there in time. He would have killed Nappa if anything happened to her.


The prince glanced in the two men’s direction. They seemed to be a little banged up, but no serious damage. The other woman was hiding under the table in the office.


“I expect you to finish the work, you know her plans right?” Vegeta asked the two men, raising a brow.


“Y-Yes Prince Vegeta,” Peter stuttered and nodded like a fool.


Vegeta walked out of the lab with the woman carefully cradled in his arms. Steve looked around seeing the two dead bodies near the steel door. His fingers were now buried in his hair as he looked over at Peter. Peter just shrugged.


Vegeta took Bulma back to his room. He carefully laid her in the middle of his bed. His dark eyes scanned over her body. Her chest was rising and falling slowly and it pleased him to see Nappa didn’t cause any serious damage. Vegeta’s eyes slide down her form to her feet. He leaned in and grabbed each foot and pulled off her shoes, setting them on the floor. He walked around the bed a couple times, not sure what to do with her. Leaning over the bed to inspect her neck, Vegeta’s eyes narrowed seeing the purple finger marks forming on her light skin. His finger tips brushed over the flesh and his eyes closed momentarily enjoying how warm she felt against his cool skin. His black eyes shifted to her face. He took in her beauty. He had been thinking about her ever since they shared that kiss. He let his anger get the best of him when she rejected his offer. He was selfish. He didn’t want anyone else to have her.


Vegeta leaned in and took in her scent. His body reacted to her very presence. He wanted to feel her small form against his at least once. He had been forcing himself to stay away from this blue haired goddess. He knew she could easily become an obsession and even a weakness. He didn’t want to feel this way over a human. He had killed without remorse in the past and even now he would kill without remorse. He just couldn’t hurt her. His hand brushed over her cheek. He lightly traced his thumb over her lower lip.


Bulma’s lips parted slightly and a soft moaned escaped her lips. Vegeta’s eyes widened, in a blink of an eye he was across the room, far from her body. Her blue eyes fluttered open and she looked around the room. Bulma moaned in pain, reaching up to cup her forehead. She sat up slowly, “What happened?” She asked herself softly.


She glanced up to see Vegeta with his arms crossed over his chest. Bulma sighed dramatically, “Why do you constantly show up when I am in trouble? We have an odd way of meeting one another lately.” Bulma chuckled softly and stretched her back.


“You angered Nappa. You angered him so much that he snapped and tried to kill you, woman”, Vegeta watched her carefully.


Bulma nodded, “yes I knew that much. The last thing I remember was being in the air and his hand wrapped around my neck.”


The small women tried to scoot off the bed. She got to her feet and felt her knees give. Vegeta was there before she fell back to the ground, and his arms were wrapped tightly around her waist. Bulma gasped and lifted her chin to look upon his handsome face. Her hands pressed to his chest. A blush graced her cheeks and she looked down, “I am sorry. Didn’t think being knocked out would do this to me,” Bulma laughed nervously.


Vegeta’s hand pressed against her lower back and walked her back to sit on the edge of the bed, “Woman, stop and sit down for as long as it takes,” he spoke softly in her ear. Bulma felt shivers travel up her spine as he spoke to her. Her eyes lifted once again meeting with his dark pools.


“Vegeta?” Bulma said his name softly as her finger tips brushed over his chest as her body lowered to the bed.


“What is it woman?” He asked as his eyes bore into hers.


“Thank you for protecting me, I think I owe you for what you did,” Bulma said softly to him as she swallowed hard seeing him eye her lips hungrily as she spoke. Vegeta reached out and gripped her hair tightly and pulled her head back, pressing his mouth to hers in a mind blowing kiss. Bulma’s arms wrapped around his neck as she pressed her soft curves tightly to his well built frame. Vegeta moaned softly against her lips, his tongue was seeking entrance. Her lips parted, allowing him in. She felt his body start to quiver and his kisses become more demanding.


Bulma reached up buried her fingers in his ebony hair, pulling him closer to her body. Her body was quivered with need, “Please…” She begged softly in his ear. Vegeta let a loud animalistic growl escape his lips and he shoved her hard against the bed.


“Get away from me,” Vegeta growled and covered his face with his hands. He could barely control his body. The need to take her right then and there was overwhelming as well as the need to bury his fangs to the hilt into her soft flesh.


“D-did I do something wrong?” Bulma asked a bit confused. He had been acting like he wanted her just the same, and when she finally allowed her body to receive him after weeks of downing herself for it he was the one rejecting her. Of course Bulma didn’t know the conflict he was having at the moment.


“GET OUT!” Vegeta yelled baring his teeth at her. His eyes were demonic and evil as he grabbed her by the arm and threw her toward the door. Bulma run as fast as she could down the hall. She was sobbing. She didn’t know why she was so effect by this. This man, no this vampire meant nothing to her and she allowed herself to cry over this.


Doris was humming softly when she heard a door slam shut and Bulma come running from Vegeta’s room. Doris sighed softly and shook her head, but stopped in her tracks seeing the girl had tears streaming down her face. Doris reached out and grabbed Bulma, pulling the girl into her arms.


“What on earth is all this crying about, child?” Doris stroked her hair, “Come with me,” She grabbed onto Bulma’s hand and walked her to her own courters.


Bulma wiped her eyes and by that time they got to Doris’ room she was calm. The room was spacious and beautiful. It was very feminine and unique. Of course she still didn’t know why this woman was treated this way. Yes she was a vampire and not a human, but she didn’t do anything here except live, right? She didn’t say she was the King’s advisor or anything. Whatever she did the King had her high on his list.


“Now, sit down, tell me what happened.” Doris motioned for her to take a seat on her couch.


Bulma reluctantly sat on the couch and looked down at her hands. She was messing with her fingers nervously. She didn’t honestly want to talk about it because she was so embarrassed about it.


“He kicked me out,” Bulma admitted.


Doris raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms over her chest. She looked Bulma over with interest. “You didn’t sleep with him did you?” Doris questioned.


Bulma’s eyes shot up, “Gosh no!” She spoke quickly before pausing a moment, “I mean, I am sure that is where it would have led to, but he kicked me out before…” Bulma’s voice trailed off as she looked down once again.


Doris chewed her lower lip and nodded slowly taking in her answer, “Well, I am glad. A girl like you doesn’t need to get mixed up with Vegeta.” Doris sighed and sat next to Bulma collecting her in her arms and giving her a motherly hug.


“I…it won’t happen again,” Bulma shook her head, “He just looked so angry…his eyes…and his fangs,” she motioned on her own face.


The girl was shaking from fear. Doris noticed her hand shake as she spoke. It did trouble the older woman, especially how she described him and the fear in her voice.


“There have been many women who have fallen in love with Vegeta. The thing is with the prince, he only is interested for a short time before he finds a new play thing.” Doris spoke bluntly, “I mean look at Rosalie and Nora. So, think of this as a blessing in disguise. “ Doris nodded and smiled softly, “Just stay away from the man, so your feelings for him will sooner or later fade.”


Bulma was now angry with herself because she did have an honest attraction to the man. He was mysterious and dangerous. These qualities drew her in from the start. It just took her a long time to admit it. Of course she ruined it by doing something to upset him. She didn’t know what, but she managed to. After hearing what Doris had to say about him it only made her want to avoid him like the plague.


“Yes, I know…it will not happen again.” Bulma said. She would keep away from the vampire prince and only speak to him if she was required to.



Alright everyone, I am sorry that chapter didn’t come sooner. I have been so busy with class work. I have also not been feeling very well. I will try and get the next chapter up soon.


Thank you for reading!


Mallie-3




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