A few hours later she woke up, a little groggy. She realized that Whis knocked her out again and growled slightly. Why? Couldn't they just talk to her and not keep knocking her out?

"So you're awake," Beerus said.

She focused her eyes and saw Beerus sitting next to her. This room was different. There was more space. And the sheets smelt so sweet and alluring. Like honey. Like Beerus. Was this his room?

"Why do you guys keep knocking me out? It's annoying," she said and leaned up. "Where am I? This isn't the room I was in the first time."

"That's because this is my room," Beerus said.

"I thought so," she said and took another sniff of the sheets secretly.

"How did you know?" he asked, curious.

"No reason. So, are you finally going to tell me what's going on?" she asked as Whis appeared. "Or are you going to knock me out YET AGAIN? This is getting really annoying you know. It's not fair-"

Whis cut her off suddenly, very serious. "You're not human."

"Well I knew that already," she said sarcastically.

"You're a demon. A demon princess," Beerus said.

She sat there a moment, not sure what to say. What? A demon? A princess?

"What are you going on about?" she asked, confused. "So now suddenly I'm a demon?"

"No, not suddenly. You have always been one. You're the King of Demon's daughter," Beerus said.

Her gaze suddenly looked as if it was far away. The first time they said Princess, her heart had this weird beat to it, like something was reminding her body. Then when they told her she was the King of Demon's daughter, that feeling in her chest got stronger. It was as if the truth had a feeling.

"Who... who is the King of Demon's? Why does that sound familiar?" she said so softly.

"Dabura is his name, your father's name," Whis said.

Suddenly that name was echoing in her head. Dabura... Dabura... Dabura... She met a Dabura before. Everytime she thought of the name, her body plused.

"Like, Dabura who was being controlled by Babidi when Buu was being released? That Dabura?" she asked, almost choking on her words.

"Can you explain what he looked like?" Whis asked.

"He was exteremely tall, very built, red skin with red horns. He had a very keep voice. Piccolo told me to go away from the battle before it started, and for once I listened to him and went back to Bulma."

"That's him," Beerus said.

"I'm... his daughter? How is that possible? I have no memory of him," she said while she gripped her head. She was starting to get a little sick to her stomach.

"Because Babidi wiped your memory of him, and gave you new memories. As well as a new form," Whis explained.

"New... form?" she softly asked.

"Last time I saw you, you were a little baby," Beerus said. "I saw your father when you were first born. You had different colored hair, and horns. You eyes were slightly different too."

"H-horns? I had horns?" She said as she softly touched her forehead.

Her hands went from her forehead to her ears, understanding why they never felt like they were real to her.

"You're name isn't even Misako. Babidi replaced everything, including your identity," Whis said.

~Continued in next Chapter~

P.S. Can you believe it? Boy, Babidi is a bastard more than usual!