a/n: A/U fic. in this most of the villans are captured as slaves. they are
given as 'gifts' by their captors to members of seveal race. and all are
sooner or later bought by the ones called bohems. the bohems are know as
one of the most bloodthristy races in the universe...but what's the truth
and where will everyone end up?
disclaimer: dbz is not mine. I wish it was {lord I do} but it's not.
He as his body hit the stone floor. he didn't have the strength to even to try to get up. after a moment he slowly lifted his hand and touched the collar on his neck. Everytime his captors pushed a button on a control he felt shocks through his body...they were 'breaking him in' as they said. he knew what for...he saw it in there eyes when they frist saw him....
..a pleasure slave.
he shut his eyes against tears. they were going to sell him tomorrow. tomorrow he would be in someone's bed.
Jeice curled in a ball crying. praying for a way out of this.
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She stood on the balcony. the wind slightly blowing through her rose colored hair. sighing as she swished her wine in her glass. tomorrow new slave would be bought before the whole planet she knew they would all be bought. she knew that. but convincing them they wouldn't die and be mistreated would be tough. she would buy a couple herself...
she turned and went back in the house...she needed sleep.
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a/n:well? what'cha think?
disclaimer: dbz is not mine. I wish it was {lord I do} but it's not.
He as his body hit the stone floor. he didn't have the strength to even to try to get up. after a moment he slowly lifted his hand and touched the collar on his neck. Everytime his captors pushed a button on a control he felt shocks through his body...they were 'breaking him in' as they said. he knew what for...he saw it in there eyes when they frist saw him....
..a pleasure slave.
he shut his eyes against tears. they were going to sell him tomorrow. tomorrow he would be in someone's bed.
Jeice curled in a ball crying. praying for a way out of this.
*****************************************************
She stood on the balcony. the wind slightly blowing through her rose colored hair. sighing as she swished her wine in her glass. tomorrow new slave would be bought before the whole planet she knew they would all be bought. she knew that. but convincing them they wouldn't die and be mistreated would be tough. she would buy a couple herself...
she turned and went back in the house...she needed sleep.
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a/n:well? what'cha think?