Thingz Can Change Eleven: Night Strikes
Disclaimer: DBZ doesn't belong to me . . . blah blah blah, yada yada, you know the drill.
Author's Notes: Sowy dis took so long but I've been so ever busy. Um, if anyone is also reading my other fic called Our Turn! DBZ Women Kickz @$$, then pleaze tell me which one ya want me to finish first. N-e wayz here'z the next part . . . The Lady of the Night goez after Bulma! If ya have time pleaze review it! If it suxz you can tell me, I don't mind it, and if it's good it'd be nice to know! lol
Aishira walked silently to the Mistress's chamber. Her chamber was forbidden, no one was to enter unless advised to do so by the Lady of the Night or by some one who was carrying out her wishes. Aishira, tentatively knocked on the ivory doors.
A few moments later, a young girl, even younger than Aishira opened one of the doors carefully. Aishira could see that the girl had been beaten, her dress was all tattered, and her face was all bruised. * Did the mistress do this?* " The mistress would like to see me, I am Aishira, please inform the mistress that I have arrived, and am waiting to see her."
The girl nodded and went back inside the room. Moments later, the girl reappeared and motioned for Aishira to follow her. Once Aishira was inside the small child closed the door, and said to Aishira in a quavering voice, " The mistress is very impatient today, it would be wise not to test her patience, she is inside the study awaiting your arrival."
Aishira nodded, knowing what the girl meant, and dismissed her to her duties. She walked into the mistress's chamber and looked around. She had always liked being in her chamber, even though it was never often that she was in here.
She loved the beautiful tapestries that hung on the walls. But the one that caught her eye most of all was the one that hung above the mistress's bed. It was a picture of a young girl, about her age. She was dressed in a beautiful gown of metallic blue, with silver lining on the neckline, the skirts went down past her ankles, and flowered around her feet. Her beautiful aqua hair were piled in ringlets above her head, held in place by her silver tiara with marble pendants on it. Only two perfect curls were allowed to embrace her face from each side.
Her eyes were touched with silver sparkles and eyeliner, and her lips were black. At the corner of her left eye there was a silver half crescent moon and on the right there was a silver star. She was simply beautiful, she looked innocent yet her make-up made her look mysterious and dangerous.
She was standing in a large garden, beside a rose bush of crimson roses. That was what got Aishira most of all; the roses in the bush were perfect. Each one looked like it were coloured with blood. Millions and millions of drops of it. Aishira shivered and looked away from the picture. She quickly walked into the mistress's study.
The mistress had her back to Aishira so she did not know whether or not she was in a good mood. " Mistress, I have arrived, and await your orders." The Lady of the Night quickly turned around and looked at Aishira.
" I knew you have arrived a time ago, why did you not come here to report to me right away?" The mistress asked, her eyes gleamed from the light.
" I got preoccupied mistress, I am sorry please forgive me," Aishira bowed down on one knee.
" Aishira stand up, you are my most favourable warrior out of all my soldiers, that is why I have entrusted you with this mission, so do not fail me." Aishira stood up and listened intently. " I want you to sneak into the Breif's home and slip this . . . ," The mistress held out a velvet box to Aishira which she took, ". . . into Ms. Breif's food or water, anything that she will consume. After taking that she will be brought back into the realm in which she escaped from when she sleeps, and I will be there waiting for her."
Aishira looked puzzled. " What do you mean you'll be waiting for her?"
The mistress wheeled her chair to the window and laughed. " I will take the same thing she is, and I will go into the realm of Deem before she does and await her arrival. My powers will be increased ten folds there, and I will no longer be crippled or . . . old," the mistress touched a hand to the glass that held her withered reflection.
Aishira nodded, " I understand, but how will you get out once you're in there?"
" I know . . . I have thought about that too, that is where I need you the most Aishira, I need you to wait at Ms. Breif's house, until I have finished taking over her body, then you will see a glowing aura, because Ms. Breifs can not fight, that will be my aura that you see; you must then give me this . . . ," the mistress handed her another silver box, " . . . which will wake me. After that, you must return here and destroy this wretched old body, only then will I be able to keep her body for eternity!"
Aishira nodded again, " When do you wish for me to carry out this mission?"
" Tonight . . . ."
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Vegeta's stomach growled violently. " Woman, when are you going to cook my meal? I demand food now! I am-" Vegeta was cut off by Bulma. "I am the prince of all Sayains, yada yada, I'm the greatest in the universe all bow before me. Yea I know that speech, I hear it at least fifty times a day."
Vegeta started growling. " Do not test my patience woman."
" Oh please Veggie-chan I know you wouldn't hurt me. Not even if ya tried," Bulma smiled and kissed him on the cheek, " I'll have lunch ready in about a hour or so."
Vegeta just growled some more and walked off muttering, " Stupid woman . . . always . . . right. . . baka . . . mated . . . brat . . ."
Bulma laughed. She loved it when she won these incessant verbal spars with Vegeta. To think about it, she could ask one of the universe's strongest warrior to do pretty much anything for her, and even though she knew he'd complain and refuse at first, in the end he'd still do anything for her.
She smiled at this thought, as Trunks, Mirai Trunks, and Goten ran past her and into the kitchen. After a few moments of searching noises the young sayains came back out to find Bulma standing there. " Kausan, where's lunch I'm starving . . ." Trunks whined.
" Ditto Bulma-san, we NEED food," Goten pleaded.
" Yeah Bulma-san, where's my mother? She usually has lunch prepared by now," Mirai Trunks said as he looked around for any sign of his mother, OR food.
" Well I told your mother to take a break Trunks, so I'll be cooking today, and I seem to be running a bit late so lunch will be ready in a little bit," Bulma replied in a cheery smile.
The three demi-sayains groaned. * I need food . . . NOW* they all thought in unison as they stalked off in search of food elsewhere.
Bulma could not help, but laugh. She then turned around and walked into the kitchen to prepare lunch.
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* This will be harder than I thought, I won't be able to use my Ki or else Vegeta-sama will sense me. I must also be very quiet or he will also hear me. This seems impossible right now. Think Aishira, you're a trained warrior, you should be able to do this . . . Right! since when was a warrior to do such a dishonourable thing as to poison your king's mate.* Aishira sighed. Working for the Lady of the Night wasn't much easier than death. Right about now she wish she would've died instead, it would've been easier. She stalked across the yard to the kitchen door rapidly, making sure it was fast enough not to be seen by untrained eyes. She peered into the window at Bulma who was preparing some sandwiches, beside her there was already a bowl of tossed salad, and on the stove some soup was warming up. Aishira had to move fast, as soon as she got the chance she would move. She glanced over at the counter and saw a glass of lemonade on it. * Bingo!* Aishira raised her hand and zapped a puny Ki blast at the pot of soup for it to boil, and waited.
Bulma heard the soup boiled and turned around. " Hm, that's odd I just put that on the stove. Oh well guess its some kind of new cookware, which takes half the time." Bulma walked over to the pot to turn down the heat.
Aishira grasped this moment and phased into the room. She quickly put in some of the content of the powder the mistress had given her into Bulma's drink and phased back outside the kitchen door.
Bulma turned down the heat quickly and went back to preparing her sandwiches. After about ten more minutes she had finished 50 sandwiches. " Hm, this will probably only feed two sayains if I'm lucky . . ." Bulma sighed and continued to make more sandwiches.
Aishira was beginning to become impatient. * Drink the god damn thing already.* Suddenly a idea came to her. If she took the risk of having Vegeta sense her one more time, maybe she could pull this off. He didn't sense her the first time, maybe he won't notice again, if her luck continued this way, she'd probably be here to dark. Aishira powered up slightly and used her Ki to warm up the kitchen just a tiny bit, and waited.
" There, I'm finally done." Bulma placed all 150 sandwiches on the table and took a step back to marvel at her masterpiece. " Wow, I really outdone myself this time. Maybe Vegeta will actually admit it's edible," Bulma laughed at her own joke. She lifted a hand to the counter and closed her fingers around the cup of lemonade on it. She slowly brought it up to her lips and . . .
To Be Continued . . . . . . .
Author's Note: Well how was that? Kinda short but hey school's been terrible, I almost fainted the other day. I'm feeling better so I decided to post this. Ne-wayz that's it for now. I'll have the next part out ASAP, but reviews help me write! ;-)
Disclaimer: DBZ doesn't belong to me . . . blah blah blah, yada yada, you know the drill.
Author's Notes: Sowy dis took so long but I've been so ever busy. Um, if anyone is also reading my other fic called Our Turn! DBZ Women Kickz @$$, then pleaze tell me which one ya want me to finish first. N-e wayz here'z the next part . . . The Lady of the Night goez after Bulma! If ya have time pleaze review it! If it suxz you can tell me, I don't mind it, and if it's good it'd be nice to know! lol
Aishira walked silently to the Mistress's chamber. Her chamber was forbidden, no one was to enter unless advised to do so by the Lady of the Night or by some one who was carrying out her wishes. Aishira, tentatively knocked on the ivory doors.
A few moments later, a young girl, even younger than Aishira opened one of the doors carefully. Aishira could see that the girl had been beaten, her dress was all tattered, and her face was all bruised. * Did the mistress do this?* " The mistress would like to see me, I am Aishira, please inform the mistress that I have arrived, and am waiting to see her."
The girl nodded and went back inside the room. Moments later, the girl reappeared and motioned for Aishira to follow her. Once Aishira was inside the small child closed the door, and said to Aishira in a quavering voice, " The mistress is very impatient today, it would be wise not to test her patience, she is inside the study awaiting your arrival."
Aishira nodded, knowing what the girl meant, and dismissed her to her duties. She walked into the mistress's chamber and looked around. She had always liked being in her chamber, even though it was never often that she was in here.
She loved the beautiful tapestries that hung on the walls. But the one that caught her eye most of all was the one that hung above the mistress's bed. It was a picture of a young girl, about her age. She was dressed in a beautiful gown of metallic blue, with silver lining on the neckline, the skirts went down past her ankles, and flowered around her feet. Her beautiful aqua hair were piled in ringlets above her head, held in place by her silver tiara with marble pendants on it. Only two perfect curls were allowed to embrace her face from each side.
Her eyes were touched with silver sparkles and eyeliner, and her lips were black. At the corner of her left eye there was a silver half crescent moon and on the right there was a silver star. She was simply beautiful, she looked innocent yet her make-up made her look mysterious and dangerous.
She was standing in a large garden, beside a rose bush of crimson roses. That was what got Aishira most of all; the roses in the bush were perfect. Each one looked like it were coloured with blood. Millions and millions of drops of it. Aishira shivered and looked away from the picture. She quickly walked into the mistress's study.
The mistress had her back to Aishira so she did not know whether or not she was in a good mood. " Mistress, I have arrived, and await your orders." The Lady of the Night quickly turned around and looked at Aishira.
" I knew you have arrived a time ago, why did you not come here to report to me right away?" The mistress asked, her eyes gleamed from the light.
" I got preoccupied mistress, I am sorry please forgive me," Aishira bowed down on one knee.
" Aishira stand up, you are my most favourable warrior out of all my soldiers, that is why I have entrusted you with this mission, so do not fail me." Aishira stood up and listened intently. " I want you to sneak into the Breif's home and slip this . . . ," The mistress held out a velvet box to Aishira which she took, ". . . into Ms. Breif's food or water, anything that she will consume. After taking that she will be brought back into the realm in which she escaped from when she sleeps, and I will be there waiting for her."
Aishira looked puzzled. " What do you mean you'll be waiting for her?"
The mistress wheeled her chair to the window and laughed. " I will take the same thing she is, and I will go into the realm of Deem before she does and await her arrival. My powers will be increased ten folds there, and I will no longer be crippled or . . . old," the mistress touched a hand to the glass that held her withered reflection.
Aishira nodded, " I understand, but how will you get out once you're in there?"
" I know . . . I have thought about that too, that is where I need you the most Aishira, I need you to wait at Ms. Breif's house, until I have finished taking over her body, then you will see a glowing aura, because Ms. Breifs can not fight, that will be my aura that you see; you must then give me this . . . ," the mistress handed her another silver box, " . . . which will wake me. After that, you must return here and destroy this wretched old body, only then will I be able to keep her body for eternity!"
Aishira nodded again, " When do you wish for me to carry out this mission?"
" Tonight . . . ."
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Vegeta's stomach growled violently. " Woman, when are you going to cook my meal? I demand food now! I am-" Vegeta was cut off by Bulma. "I am the prince of all Sayains, yada yada, I'm the greatest in the universe all bow before me. Yea I know that speech, I hear it at least fifty times a day."
Vegeta started growling. " Do not test my patience woman."
" Oh please Veggie-chan I know you wouldn't hurt me. Not even if ya tried," Bulma smiled and kissed him on the cheek, " I'll have lunch ready in about a hour or so."
Vegeta just growled some more and walked off muttering, " Stupid woman . . . always . . . right. . . baka . . . mated . . . brat . . ."
Bulma laughed. She loved it when she won these incessant verbal spars with Vegeta. To think about it, she could ask one of the universe's strongest warrior to do pretty much anything for her, and even though she knew he'd complain and refuse at first, in the end he'd still do anything for her.
She smiled at this thought, as Trunks, Mirai Trunks, and Goten ran past her and into the kitchen. After a few moments of searching noises the young sayains came back out to find Bulma standing there. " Kausan, where's lunch I'm starving . . ." Trunks whined.
" Ditto Bulma-san, we NEED food," Goten pleaded.
" Yeah Bulma-san, where's my mother? She usually has lunch prepared by now," Mirai Trunks said as he looked around for any sign of his mother, OR food.
" Well I told your mother to take a break Trunks, so I'll be cooking today, and I seem to be running a bit late so lunch will be ready in a little bit," Bulma replied in a cheery smile.
The three demi-sayains groaned. * I need food . . . NOW* they all thought in unison as they stalked off in search of food elsewhere.
Bulma could not help, but laugh. She then turned around and walked into the kitchen to prepare lunch.
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* This will be harder than I thought, I won't be able to use my Ki or else Vegeta-sama will sense me. I must also be very quiet or he will also hear me. This seems impossible right now. Think Aishira, you're a trained warrior, you should be able to do this . . . Right! since when was a warrior to do such a dishonourable thing as to poison your king's mate.* Aishira sighed. Working for the Lady of the Night wasn't much easier than death. Right about now she wish she would've died instead, it would've been easier. She stalked across the yard to the kitchen door rapidly, making sure it was fast enough not to be seen by untrained eyes. She peered into the window at Bulma who was preparing some sandwiches, beside her there was already a bowl of tossed salad, and on the stove some soup was warming up. Aishira had to move fast, as soon as she got the chance she would move. She glanced over at the counter and saw a glass of lemonade on it. * Bingo!* Aishira raised her hand and zapped a puny Ki blast at the pot of soup for it to boil, and waited.
Bulma heard the soup boiled and turned around. " Hm, that's odd I just put that on the stove. Oh well guess its some kind of new cookware, which takes half the time." Bulma walked over to the pot to turn down the heat.
Aishira grasped this moment and phased into the room. She quickly put in some of the content of the powder the mistress had given her into Bulma's drink and phased back outside the kitchen door.
Bulma turned down the heat quickly and went back to preparing her sandwiches. After about ten more minutes she had finished 50 sandwiches. " Hm, this will probably only feed two sayains if I'm lucky . . ." Bulma sighed and continued to make more sandwiches.
Aishira was beginning to become impatient. * Drink the god damn thing already.* Suddenly a idea came to her. If she took the risk of having Vegeta sense her one more time, maybe she could pull this off. He didn't sense her the first time, maybe he won't notice again, if her luck continued this way, she'd probably be here to dark. Aishira powered up slightly and used her Ki to warm up the kitchen just a tiny bit, and waited.
" There, I'm finally done." Bulma placed all 150 sandwiches on the table and took a step back to marvel at her masterpiece. " Wow, I really outdone myself this time. Maybe Vegeta will actually admit it's edible," Bulma laughed at her own joke. She lifted a hand to the counter and closed her fingers around the cup of lemonade on it. She slowly brought it up to her lips and . . .
To Be Continued . . . . . . .
Author's Note: Well how was that? Kinda short but hey school's been terrible, I almost fainted the other day. I'm feeling better so I decided to post this. Ne-wayz that's it for now. I'll have the next part out ASAP, but reviews help me write! ;-)