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Remake: The Reward, the Throne; Failure, Death
Summary: Videl Satan is one of the top undercover agents in the force. When one night an investigation goes wrong, Videl is hurled back into her past. And then her Uncle, the King of all Saiyans, wants her to come home.
Author's Note:
Goku'sDaughter: Hey guys! I have received complaints in the past for not finishing The Reward, the Throne; Failure, Death. Looking back at it now, it's poorly written so if I were to continue, I would start from the beginning. The beginning will resemble the plot to Laurell K Hamilton's Kiss of Shadows, but just the basic idea as we (Wind2 and I) have changed up the plot. I also enlisted Wind2 to help me do it because she is an amazing writer, and I think it'll be fun to do something like this with her (that and I need help with so much stuff I'm writing at once ha ha ha)
Enjoy the new version!
Wind2: GD, GD, GD, I am NOT an amazing writer. I just like fight scenes. Well, I don't have much to say, except that this is my first contribution to the DBZ fanfiction world in a few years, so I hope my writing hasn't started sucking too too much, and that I can still delve into these characters as well as I used to.
Special thanks to Goldenwolf for proofreading.
Blood on the Throne
Written by Goku's Daughter and Wind2
Chapter 1: Justice
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Drip.
Drip.
Drip.
Water is the major constituent of all living matter. It descends from the cloud, forming lakes, seas, oceans and streams. When it is pure it is odourless, tasteless, with a ratio of two hydrogen for one oxygen. It freezes at zero degrees Celsius and boils at one hundred.
Drip.
Drip.
Drip.
Without water, there would be no life here on this planet.
Drip.
"Here drink this."
Drip.
She took the bottle and drank.
Gulp.
Gulp.
Gulp.
The woman rubbed the sweat away from her face. She noticed the blue and black bruises on her acquaintance's arm and she knew her acquaintance could not have been the one to do that.
"Where did you get those?"
Immediately the woman with the water shook her head. "No where." She tried to hide the marks for a moment before she relaxed. "It's nothing. I fell."
Liar. She took the water bottle and finished the rest of the contents. "Irei, you know you can go to the police." She worked for them.
"I can't."
This was why she was getting stronger. One day she will get him. "Yes you can."
Gulp.
Gulp.
Gulp.
"He will kill me if he finds out."
She frowned at her but looked straight in her eyes. "It's good to come here and workout but it's not going to stop him from hurting you."
She looked at her hands weakly, a blonde strand poking her eye. "I wish I could be strong like you."
The one with the raven hair shook her head. "I am not strong." She was supposedly dead. "But if you need anything I will help you."
The woman nodded warmly, her wide crystal eyes glowed, and left the training room.
The woman who remained breathed out deeply. It was approaching eleven. She had business to do.
Quickly the woman stumbled in the locker room and her eyes caught her reflection. Her dark hair was messy. Her skin was glazed in sweat and her purple-blue eyes were teary.
"Videl, there's bags under your eyes."
The woman spun around at the voice.
"I am tired, that's all."
Another woman with short brown hair approached her and patted her back. "I'll see you later, okay? Be careful tonight."
She nodded.
The night sky was always beautiful. The stars were what attracted her to outer space.
Planet Vegeta.
Every time she looked at the inky sky, the canvas brought her peace. She was unsure why. Her old days on that dreadful planet were no peaceful at all. She was constantly followed, attacked, and deemed unworthy.
Filthy human.
She was not powerful. She did have a tail once upon a time, but she was not enough.
You deserve to die!
"You're one crazy bitch you know," she heard a voice behind her.
"I'm going through with it."
The man, his name was Sharpener, took a seat beside her out on the bridge. He was the same age as her, twenty-one, though he acted more like her older brother than anything. "It worked once, but don't be so smart to think it can work again."
Her eyes grew wild and passionate. "Listen to me I started to work with you guys to help bring justice, okay. These sick bastards," she paused and shook her head, "a young girl should not be raped. A young girl should not be attacked, or molested. A young girl deserves to grow up in peace and happiness, and play with dolls and do what all little girls do. I'm going to get him tonight. There's something wrong that these girls don't have bloody nails or marks from fighting back, Sharpener. There's something not right."
Sharpener looked at her carefully. He was with her when she made her messaging account named: CutePussyKat55. He was with her when she sifted through all the scumbags who wanted a girl to talk to.
DrunkieSaint: Hi there sexci ;)
CutePussyKat55: Hi. What's ur name?
DrunkieSaint: Droli. Urs?
CutePussyKat55: Kat. Can't you tell from my name?
Sharpener didn't know why he was on board with this again, but he yelled at her to flirt with him, not to make him feel stupid. Videl rolled her eyes and quickly typed.
CutePussyKat55: I'm sure you knew that already.
And then he yelled at her to write "u" instead of "you". He told her, "Those girls don't spell properly you know!"
DrunkieSaint: That's a nice name Kat. A pretty name 4 a pretty gurl.
CutePussyKat55: TY.
She hoped he knew TY stood for thank you.
DrunkieSaint: How old r u?
CutePussyKat55: I jus turned 15.
DrunkieSaint: Oh. R u a virgin?
"Well he's pretty bold," Videl said to Sharpener. Her fingers stopped for a moment.
CutePussyKat55: Ye but I noe thingz
DrunkieSaint: u know things?
CutePussyKat55: I have dun things ;)
DrunkieSaint: I can show u things ;)
Sharpener ran his fingers through his hair. "How do you know it's him?"
"I've talked to him before on other accounts and he wanted to meet my other personas but I stated my age to low for me to pass it. Anyways if he isn't the right one, we can charge him for possession of child pornography."
Sharpener clutched his heart and fell over. "You've sent him chid pornography?"
"No he asked me to come so he can film me." Videl was sent a worried look.
CutePussyKat55: wat can u show me?
DrunkieSaint: tricks. The best feeling u can ever feel.
CutePussyKat55: I know that word…orgazm?
DrunkieSaint: Betta than orgasm.
"Are you going to reel him in tonight?" Sharpener asked.
Videl tilted her head at the screen. "No I think it'll take a few weeks."
CutePussyKat55: i need 2 do my hw now. ttyl.
DrunkieSaint: ur jus goin 2 leave now
Videl laughed softly.
CutePussyKat55: i go to a catholic school. My mum makes sure Im up on tyme
It took a moment for DrunkieSaint to respond.
DrunkieSaint: k. come back online at 9 tmr night
CutePussyKat55: okay bye. D
Videl sighed and Sharpener clapped. "You don't know what shit you're getting yourself into," he told her.
"Don't worry, this is a piece of cake." Videl smirked and crossed her arms across her breasts. Even with all the confidence she exuded, she had a feeling that this was something not to be taken lightly.
Sharpner sighed heavily. He hated when Videl went into what he called "girl power" mode. "Just be careful, these types of men can become sadistic if they need to." He too had that same feeling that this mission would not go over smoothly.
"Yes, Sharpner, I know, I know." Videl exhaled loudly in aggravation, even though she did appreciate how worried Sharpner was being towards her. She grabbed her coat, and pushed passed her co-worker and friend. "I'll see ya tomorrow. Try to catch some z's, okay?"
Sharpner rolled his eyes at her sarcasm, "Yes, dear, I'll sleep tonight. Don't you worry your pretty little head."
Videl gave Sharpner a smirk, and walked out of the office.
Videl pulled the jacket on her tighter. She allowed Sharpener to drop a tracking device in her pocket and a cell phone in her purse. "As if he'll let you use that," he said, shaking his head.
"I told you yesterday, I'll be fine. Don't worry."
"And you are nuts for not letting us wire you properly."
She was planning the full works. "I won't be able to catch him if he doesn't see my body. If he sees wires he'll know. If he wanted to kill me he could kill me. At least if he tried to rape me, then," she stopped and chuckled for a second, "I can cut off his balls."
Sharpener shook his head and then adjusted her bra properly. He blushed when he touched her breast and she hit him in the head. "I installed a microphone inside the padding so we would be able to hear what's going on. Unfortunately I couldn't put in a camera."
"That's okay."
Then the Chief entered the room. "Are you absolutely sure about this?"
"This is undercover work right?" Videl looked at him carefully; the look he gave her was like he was the father, and she the daughter. They had a good relationship and he especially worried about her sometimes.
The Chief nodded and crossed his dark, muscular arms.
"Don't worry about it." She gave him a reassuring smile.
"We can send someone to follow and make sure everything goes over okay."
Videl shook her head. "No. It'll definitely blow my cover, and we have to get this bastard at all cost."
The Chief walked over to Videl and shook her hand. "Well then, good luck, and be careful."
Videl stood up and observed herself one more time in the mirror. She was surprised at how young they could make her look, "Oh don't worry, I got this one." She smiled at the Chief and Sharpner one last time to reassure them, and walked out to meet her prey.
The cool night air whipped around her as she waited for him outside.
Drip.
Drip.
Drip.
It had just rained, leaving the ground cold and wet. Videl sniffed hard and pulled out her phone. At that moment a man in a blue car rolled up in front of Weres Restaurant.
He looked at her carefully. She looked about fifteen with sloppy and excessive makeup. Her hair was done in two ponytails. Her legs were bare as she wore her Catholic school uniform skirt. His heart raced as he pushed the door open.
"Hi there," he said. He wore a suit and his voice was smooth. She suspected that this man had a wife and kids.
"Hi," she responded, "Jarry."
He smiled at her, changing gears to drive. "You're more beautiful in person."
She laughed slightly, an immature giggle. "Thank you." Her voice was soft, caring, and immature. She thought she played the part well.
Jarry drove off and his hand drifted to her right knee. She flinched at the sudden touch but did not remove his hand as it travelled up her thigh.
Videl turned and looked at him carefully. He was average looking with nice thick brown hair, dark eyes and a solid build, but she was sure he was more on the flabby side. She assessed him carefully, watching how he reacted to different situations on the road and even tried talking to him.
"Where are we going?" she asked in a school-girl voice.
"My house," he answered, baring his teeth again in a sweet smile.
"Oh okay."
Her stomach growled and he laughed gently.
"You hungry there?"
"Uh huh." She nodded her head and nervously played with her fingers, as if she was embarrassed.
"We should get something to eat then," he told her. He drove to the nearest fast food restaurant and ordered burgers. He wanted her full; he wanted her.
By the time she finished her food, and God, she took her time. She purposely licked her lips seductively every time she bit into the food. She moaned when she bit into the burger. He even pulled his hand away from her because he was getting excited. He needed to focus on the road.
In a few moments, he pulled into a cement-cracked driveway. Videl noticed that the house was not kept up extremely well. The brown paint was obviously old and chipping. A shudder hung crooked, swaying dangerously in the small breeze outside the car. The lawn was a mixture of green, brown, and yellow, and weeds had seemed to overtake the lawn some time ago.
After a little small talk he led her inside his room. She dropped her jacket on the floor, revealing her schoolgirl outfit. She was slightly surprised at how nice this room was, after seeing the outside of the house. The walls were painted soft pink with a white border, an interesting choice for a man. The floor was covered with a large, brown shag rug that resembled one you would see in a show from the 1970s. In the middle of the room was a large overhead light that shone like a spotlight on the circular bed. She noticed whips and chains, and handcuffs – kinky items – on one side of the room but could not comment on anything when she felt his hands on her shirt.
"Let me loosen your buttons."
Jarry was kind and slow but Videl bit on her lower lip nervously, playing her part well. He slowly slid her top off revealing her small breasts in a lacy bra and her flat stomach.
"I remembered you said you liked lace," Videl said seductively.
Jarry licked his lips and undid her skirt. She wore a lacy thong as well and though she tried to cover herself from embarrassment he pulled her hands away to look at her.
"You are beautiful," he said.
She looked up at him as he began to push her on the bed. "Thank you but I thought you wanted me to give you—"
He towered over her after he disposed of his pants. "Wait there like this." He positioned her on her knees. He returned with a string, tying her wrists together. "It'll be more fun like this," he told her.
Then she felt his hand on her face, squeezing her mouth open for him to enter.
Her eyes clouded. Her hands fisted and punched his testicles hard, making him reel back in pain. She rolled on the other side of the bed and wiped her face.
"Bitch! What are you doing?"
Maybe he was kidding himself; this was not a fifteen year old kid. Maybe seventeen. A fifteen year old could not punch like that.
He suddenly attacked her again, pushing her hard on the bed. His mouth clamped on hers, forcing his tongue inside of hers.
She tried to knee him in the balls but felt his hand grope her breast hard, pulling and scraping at her flesh. Then she successfully bit his shoulder, causing him to cry out and roll away from her.
"I get what I want."
She tore the string off her wrist.
"And I want you."
She felt something enter her skin. It was cold, yet it burned. When she turned around he stood behind her, smiling as gently as when they had first met.
The liquid was not water, she was sure. It was some sort of drug. Is this how he got all of those girls?
"You fucking bastard."
Her body trembled by the time he pulled the needle out of her. She breathed hard and her skin went ablaze and a sudden throbbing drove her to such need.
"What did you do?" Everything went into a haze. She couldn't see past the bed anymore and her world started to float. All she was really aware of was the burning sensation in her blood and the fire in her core.
"What did you do!" she growled.
He tossed the needle aside and pulled her close to him. His mouth sucked at her neck hard and his hands mapped the curves of her body.
"I said I get what I want."
Her hands travelled carelessly over his body and her mouth worked over his.
"Stop," she moaned, unable to do anything. Videl was unable to fight the sudden desire for him.
She was sure this was going to end ugly.
Drip.
She heard the putter of the rain outside.
Drip.
Thunder rolled.
Drip.
Lightning flashed the sky.
Then she knew things would get really bad as the sound of her heartbeat pumped so hard in her ears that she couldn't hear herself anymore and she opened her mouth and screamed.
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