A Simple Twist
Phoebe
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"Ahh!" Bulma screamed as a fire ball barely missed her arm. She motioned with her hands and the demon flew across the room, slamming into the china cabinet.
The demon stood up and also motioned with his hands, suddenly rendering Bulma defenseless. She had her hands down at her sides and couldn't free them.
"Now young lady, if you'd just corporate, you wouldn't have anything to worry about. But you intend on fighting me." The demon said walking around her.
Kers, a powerful bounty hunter of the underworld was known for his harsh treatment to his victims. Being a demon of the underworld and after the most wanted witch, he didn't care if Bulma were dead or alive. He wanted the money.
"Damnit! Lemme go! Kers, I swear, I will vanquish you!" Bulma said...more like grunted from being squeezed by some force.
A door slammed somewhere in the house and Bulma suddenly fell to the ground as Kers fled.
Bulma gasped for air, consider Kers was slowly suffocating her.
Vejiita walked into the room to see a woman on the floor gasping for air. He looked around, seeing the china cabinet in total ruins. "What the hell happened in here?" He demanded. Bulma stood up on shaky legs and managed a "Nothing happened," before walking out of the room.
Bulma happened to be a witch. A very powerful one at that. No one knew about her though. Bulma kept her secret hidden quite well. She had a book of excuses to explain broken furniture and other objects.
The hardest person to keep her secret from was Vejiita, her housemate. He seemed to be everywhere. Demons would show up all the time. But for some reason, never when Vejiita was around. Perhaps the feared him. Whatever it was, Bulma was thankful.
Kers, her latest 'project' seemed to be stubborn. She knew he was a bounty hunter after her head, as most of the other demons that were sent after her were. Occasionally there was the Demon who was after someone else for some sort of initiation for some demonic cult.
Bulma had the power to blow things up with a simple movement of her hands. She could move things with her hands and her mind, and freeze time. Her powers would sneak up on her, a new one every so often. She was still getting a hang of the whole blowing stuff up part.
Bumla went into her bathroom to fix up the small cut on her leg. She washed it was a washcloth and tried to figure out when Kers would show up again. Mostly, when Vejiita would be out again so he could show up.
~*~
Vejiita stared at the broken china cabinet. She went through a lot of furniture that for sure.
He noticed something odd about her lately. All her excuses. He was hardly fooled. He knew something was up about her. Just didn't have the nerve to ask her. She lashed out quite harsh during a verbal spar. He was hurt often by her words, even though he never showed it. Well, to the battle 'droids he did.
Vejiita marched up the stairs to Bulmas room. He walked in and looked around.
"Onna." He said, hearing some movement in the bathroom he proceeded to investigate. He opened the door to find Bulma cleaning the cut on her leg. It was hardly a cut though. More like a gash.
"What the hell happened to you?!" He asked kneeling beside her to examine the wound.
She jumped up and started to walk off. "Noting happened." She stated. She didn't get far before a certain saiyajin had her up on the counter.
"Let me look at this would you!" He said harshly. Bulma promptly stopped trying to escape.
She was amazed at how gentle he was. Careful not to hurt her anymore. Before she knew it, he was done.
"I want to know what happened." He said again. Bulma sighed. "He's just gonna find out some other way" she thought.
"Fine, I'll tell you." She said getting up and going to sit on her bed. Vejiita followed behind her, not bothering to sit.
"Well...." she began. "I don't know how to say this, so I'll just be blunt. I'm a witch, Vejiita."
~*~*~
A/N ^^;; Yay! Another fic from Meh! Although my other one isn't even half finished. I just don't have any new ideas for it at the moment. And yes, this is sorta from the show Charmed. That's where I got my idea. But anywho... Review!!
Ciao ^^V
Phoebe
Disclaimer: I do not own. But, I can wish cant I?
If you want on my mailing list send me an e-mail to ladyheero_3000@yahoo.com. Note that you want on the list.
"Ahh!" Bulma screamed as a fire ball barely missed her arm. She motioned with her hands and the demon flew across the room, slamming into the china cabinet.
The demon stood up and also motioned with his hands, suddenly rendering Bulma defenseless. She had her hands down at her sides and couldn't free them.
"Now young lady, if you'd just corporate, you wouldn't have anything to worry about. But you intend on fighting me." The demon said walking around her.
Kers, a powerful bounty hunter of the underworld was known for his harsh treatment to his victims. Being a demon of the underworld and after the most wanted witch, he didn't care if Bulma were dead or alive. He wanted the money.
"Damnit! Lemme go! Kers, I swear, I will vanquish you!" Bulma said...more like grunted from being squeezed by some force.
A door slammed somewhere in the house and Bulma suddenly fell to the ground as Kers fled.
Bulma gasped for air, consider Kers was slowly suffocating her.
Vejiita walked into the room to see a woman on the floor gasping for air. He looked around, seeing the china cabinet in total ruins. "What the hell happened in here?" He demanded. Bulma stood up on shaky legs and managed a "Nothing happened," before walking out of the room.
Bulma happened to be a witch. A very powerful one at that. No one knew about her though. Bulma kept her secret hidden quite well. She had a book of excuses to explain broken furniture and other objects.
The hardest person to keep her secret from was Vejiita, her housemate. He seemed to be everywhere. Demons would show up all the time. But for some reason, never when Vejiita was around. Perhaps the feared him. Whatever it was, Bulma was thankful.
Kers, her latest 'project' seemed to be stubborn. She knew he was a bounty hunter after her head, as most of the other demons that were sent after her were. Occasionally there was the Demon who was after someone else for some sort of initiation for some demonic cult.
Bulma had the power to blow things up with a simple movement of her hands. She could move things with her hands and her mind, and freeze time. Her powers would sneak up on her, a new one every so often. She was still getting a hang of the whole blowing stuff up part.
Bumla went into her bathroom to fix up the small cut on her leg. She washed it was a washcloth and tried to figure out when Kers would show up again. Mostly, when Vejiita would be out again so he could show up.
~*~
Vejiita stared at the broken china cabinet. She went through a lot of furniture that for sure.
He noticed something odd about her lately. All her excuses. He was hardly fooled. He knew something was up about her. Just didn't have the nerve to ask her. She lashed out quite harsh during a verbal spar. He was hurt often by her words, even though he never showed it. Well, to the battle 'droids he did.
Vejiita marched up the stairs to Bulmas room. He walked in and looked around.
"Onna." He said, hearing some movement in the bathroom he proceeded to investigate. He opened the door to find Bulma cleaning the cut on her leg. It was hardly a cut though. More like a gash.
"What the hell happened to you?!" He asked kneeling beside her to examine the wound.
She jumped up and started to walk off. "Noting happened." She stated. She didn't get far before a certain saiyajin had her up on the counter.
"Let me look at this would you!" He said harshly. Bulma promptly stopped trying to escape.
She was amazed at how gentle he was. Careful not to hurt her anymore. Before she knew it, he was done.
"I want to know what happened." He said again. Bulma sighed. "He's just gonna find out some other way" she thought.
"Fine, I'll tell you." She said getting up and going to sit on her bed. Vejiita followed behind her, not bothering to sit.
"Well...." she began. "I don't know how to say this, so I'll just be blunt. I'm a witch, Vejiita."
~*~*~
A/N ^^;; Yay! Another fic from Meh! Although my other one isn't even half finished. I just don't have any new ideas for it at the moment. And yes, this is sorta from the show Charmed. That's where I got my idea. But anywho... Review!!
Ciao ^^V