Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction / Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction / InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Iliad ❯ Progress ( Prologue )

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Anime/Manga: Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction / Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction / InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Hentai / Psychological / Romance | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 04.10.2008 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.7K | Visits: 584 | Status: Work In Progress

The Iliad

The irony of the capture of a wind demon has no bounds.

Wind is the personified element of freedom. Wind can be both gentle and powerful and yet here I sit a wind demon of almost 700 years, the very PRIME of my life, a prisoner. My powers contained by these pretty excuses for power manacles, I cannot even FLY! A travesty to be sure. Taken from my home and all I know to be little more than a glorified whore. All I have left is this, my gift for `the word' as it is known amongst the elders.

All else, home, family, freedom, lost.

However, all the more sad is the plight of my best friend Kore. She not only lost her freedom, but her heart as well. She was in love, a man a friend to us both although much older, still a boy in spirit.

Even so her parents still sold her, as did mine. I suppose thinking back that in my family I was the only logical choice. My older siblings grown and mated already and my younger siblings still needed to be raised. Kore was the youngest of her family, but her siblings and their children still lived with her family and economic need was great for them as well. Never were our families very well off, but we were getting by fine until the great tyrant Frieza took over the demon world. That's when things got worse, our traditional demon life style was interrupted and all we knew to be true by instinct and tradition was questioned and changed by an alien none of us had ever met. Never had we had any quarrel with his world.

I shall never forget the look on my mother and father's face when I was taken away.

I was told later by my captors that I was sold to Lord Frieza because I was a young of age virgin who was strong, healthy, and beautiful.

Naturally I feared the worse.

I did not go willing although fear was a factor for both Kore and I, but we were demons and I'd be damned if I went down without a fight.

I kicked and screamed all the way to this miserable cold planet, but when we entered the palace of the great tyrant I was momentarily awed by its expanse and splendor, specifically the wing Kore and I were transported to.

The room looked like a temple upon our entrance a long marble hallway and columns surrounding the entire expanse, in the center was a wide expanse of marble dotted with fountains and other splendid items of luxury, meeting an even larger expanse of green grass in stadium formation, continuing on into what seemed a forest, but was actually a massive indoor greenhouse and garden with windows beyond it and above so that one could see out to freedom, what little that could be found on the cold tundra. The grass and the marble area surrounded by stairs leading up to the surrounding column crested hallway with several more doors to seemingly several more rooms.

The brutish men who had brought us here pulled us down the stairs as we were still rebellious and tossed us to the ground carelessly. It did not hurt, nothing but my demonic pride. I glared up at them wishing I was a fire demon who could burn them with my very stare. The accursed Captain Ginyu as we had begun to know him glared back before letting a mocking chuckle escape his lips. Before a word could be said two women, of four I had not noticed were there upon our entrance ran to Kore's and my aid.

“Captain, do you think it is wise to be so rough with someone so precious to our Lord Father?” The one with purple skin, who I would later learn to be named Persephone, said threat and irony laced in her perfectly smooth toned voice.

The Captain's stern expression seemed to lax ever so slightly and I could smell his nervousness, like an irony liquid permeating the air.

I smirked.

“Do not be so defiant girl, for this is your home now, you will never know another and defiance will only make your life shorter.” He threatened before looking at the purple skinned alien.

“See that they are cleaned up and ready to be presented to Lord Frieza he will be by to see them soon.” With that the horned menace as I had come to call him and his cronies left us.

Kore's fear and heartbreak overtook her and she began to cry. Before I could console her a humanoid woman took her gently by the shoulders and spoke in a strong kind voice.

“Fear not sister, all is not as bad as it seems.”

I still felt anger deep in my chest and released it. “You may say so! But we have no wish to be Frieza's concubines!”

This red haired woman, Harmonia, laughed at me and so did the other girls in the room whom I had not noticed.

“Frieza's….Darling! That man is completely A-sexual, you need not fear for your virginity from him, at least.” A fair blonde woman, Vanessa, replied to me.

I soon learned from my new companions that our purpose here in the palace of Frieza was to masquerade as Frieza's daughters and be offered as prizes for one night to Frieza's best elite soldiers and to bear their children. The great tyrant was naturally suspicious of his own elites, as he should be, the majority of his best officers and warriors had been forcibly conscripted into the ranks of the empire's army upon the conquering of their own worlds. He hoped that by way of breeding and training his own new generation of warriors, in secret, he would have unflinching loyalty from the new generation.

I doubt that.

I went into a trance for a while after finding out about what was to be my new life…

I had sworn to myself when I had first witnessed the severity of Frieza's rule that I would be damned if I brought any children into the world under his reign. Now it seems I have been chosen as his personal incubator.

Later that day as the Captain had predicted Frieza arrived to inspect us, as if we were knew recruits for his army. Kore and I had been shown our rooms and bathing facilities by our new sisters and dressed in white togas. We stood as sacrificial virgins before the god that kept the universe under his thumb.

He looked us over like stock at the market. I had to clench my jaw hard to keep from sneering at the slimy beast, but I could smell Kore's fear her much more soft hearted than I and I knew I had to be strong for both our sakes.

I don't think I'll ever forget the words Frieza first spoke to me. He stared hard into my defying green eyes and said, “This one will bear strong sons, I can tell.”

I was nothing more to him than the mother of his soldier yet to be born.

Then his glance turned to Kore, and he put a sharp tipped hand in her hair caressing her auburn waves. Kore stiffened visibly but managed to keep her eyes trained on the floor. “This one's very pretty. Do you have any talents my daughter?”

Kore dared a glance up and in a small voice said, “I dance… my lord.”

Frieza smiled if it can be called that and a low dark chuckle escaped his purple lips. “From now on my dear you may call me…Father.”