Chapter 18
"I can't believe Trunks slept in this late! Sure, he usually does...but this is absurd!" cried Bulma, placing her hands on her hips. She and Vegeta had just gotten done eating breakfast. Time in the world that Odessa was in moved a lot faster than Earth's time.
Vegeta chuckled softly. "Maybe Kora gave him a little present last night before she left. He's probably worn out."
Bulma slapped his arm. "You pervert!" she mumbled, walking up the stairs slowly. When she reached Trunks' room, she suddenly got an odd feeling...a bad one. Shrugging it off, she walked into his room. The sheets were pulled tightly over his head.
Sighing, Bulma pulled down the sheets.
Vegeta was still laughing to himself when he heard Bulma scream from upstairs. This just made him laugh harder. Yep... he thought. She probably just saw him sleeping in the nude...which makes me right about the whole Kora thing!
Still, a pang of worry struck Vegeta. He didn't truly think that Bulma would have screamed at the sight of her own son naked.
When he rushed into Trunks' room, he almost screamed himself.
A few hours later, Bulma had Trunks in the lab. She knew very well that he was dead, but just couldn't accept that fact. She had to know why. She ran all types of tests on him, but couldn't find anything until she took X-rays on his brain. He had severe damage to his brain stem from the inside of the stem, it appeared.
"It has something to do with that Lia, I just know it." said Vegeta bitterly. He looked at his son, feeling helpless.
"I just don't know what to do!" sobbed Bulma.
Chapter 19
"Let me go!" whimpered Odessa. Two guards were dragging her to a room, and when they opened the door she was tossed inside. Florescent lights flickered on, and she saw a round room with a control panel in the middle. This looks like Vegeta's gravity chamber... she thought, groaning.
"Well, well, well! What do we have here?" teased Asher. "Have you come to play?"
Odessa shot him an angry look, and backed up against the glowing red wall. "Where am I? I demand you to tell me right now!" she barked, not feeling as confident as she sounded.
Asher frowned suddenly and walked up to her. I hate to do this to her, but she needs to get the feel of fighting again.
Giving her a disdainful look to enrage her, he slapped her across the face.
The whole right side of Odessa's face stung, and tears welled up in her eyes from the pain. Her cheek became red.
Gasping, she slapped him back. His face also became red and he stumbled back and threw a punch at her. Odessa dodged it and punched him as hard as she could in the stomach. He flinched a little, but he had tightened his stomach muscles to make her punch hurt less.
"Good enough." he said flatly. Asher kissed her cheek suddenly. Surprised, Odessa just glared at him, wondering why he had tried to beat her up and yet he kissed her just now. Red-faced, he turned around and walked out of the room.
Asher pounded his fist through the wall in his bedroom. "Why can't I do it?" he yelled aloud, the dust from the fresh hole in the wall swirling around the room. He sank to the floor, not being to get the image of Odessa's face out of his head. She looked so startled when he slapped her, and he hated to see her unhappy.
Odessa felt good after slapping Asher. Punching felt great.
She punched the air, kicked it, and hated herself for loving every minute of this fighting. Seeing a gravity control button on the control panel in the middle of the circular room, she wiped the sweat from her brow and clicked it to 0 gravity. A voice boomed from the large speaker on the ceiling.
-ZERO GRAVITY SIMULATION ACTIVATED-
Suddenly, Odessa felt herself floating around the room. She felt funny, trying to move herself and thrashing about. As she floated toward a wall, she straightened her legs and pushed off the wall, zooming toward the ground. Again, she straightened her legs and bounced off the floor, spinning in the air until she roughly hit the ceiling. A sharp throbbing stung in her left shoulder, and her arm felt out of place. Crying out in pain, she fell to the floor as she bounced off the ceiling. Before she could bounce unwillingly again, the same voice boomed from the ceiling.
-ZERO GRAVITY SIMULATION DEACTIVATED-
Odessa was lying on the floor, grasping her shoulder and clenching her teeth, trying to not cry out in pain again.
Asher shook his head. "You really shouldn't do that, not by yourself." He walked toward Odessa, and she cringed as he relocated her arm. The pain was still dull, but it did feel better.
Odessa looked up at him angrily as he lifted her up. "I can walk you know!" she said crisply Odessa pushed him away and jumped to the floor, then she ran to her room to change into her silver nightgown. It reached her ankles and was silk, and was held up by thin straps. Odessa pulled out a picture from her travel bag. She had packed it for her and Oralia's 'vacation'.
Holding the picture close, she sank to the floor. The photo was of her and Trunks, standing in Bulma's lab. She could remember exactly what happened that day:
"Okay you two, move to the left a little." giggled Bulma.
"Mom, why are you taking a picture of the two of us?" questioned Trunks. He blushed, since it was after their his and Kora's second late-night talk and first kiss, and wondered if Bulma had found out somehow.
"I dunno, maybe because you two look sooo cute together!"
"MOM!!"
Giggling softly, Odessa stood by Trunks with a smile plastered on her face. She didn't know what else to do, since she had never had her picture taken before, so she stood like a statue.
"Stupid me, it doesn't have film in it!" groaned Bulma. She turned around away from them and walked into the kitchen to check for more film.
Trunks looked at Odessa and laughed. She was still in her frozen pose, with a fake smile on her face. "Why do you you look so tense?" he chuckled softly, winking at her. She blushed and shrugged her shoulders a little. Suddenly, he starting running his finger up her back until he reached the bottom of her halter-top. Then he ran it back down again.
Stiffening and blushing at the same time, her mouth dropped open a little as she looked at him. The pink blush caused by his wink now turned a crimson color.
"Okay, I found it!" sighed Bulma in exasperation. She smiled and raised the camera to her eye. "One...Two..."
Before she could say 'three', Trunks wrapped his arm around Odessa's bare stomach and around her neck, pulled her back against him in sort of a backward hug. He rested his cheek against hers, making Odessa's fake smile turn into a real one as the camera clicked and took a picture.
"Awww how precious!" mocked Vegeta. He mocked them in an exaggerated way again by wrapping one arm around Bulma's thigh and his other around her waist, and lifted her up. "Take a picture of uuuuuuss!"
"Shut up Father." mumbled Trunks, storming out of the room.
Kora just blinked rapidly and walked quickly out of the room, mortified by Vegeta's teasing.
A tear rolled down Odessa's face and landed on her shaking hand. Sobbing, she realized that she may never see Trunks again.
From the workout she had before in the gravity room, Odessa fell asleep from exhaustion, the picture frame still tucked beneath her arms.
"Master, this isn't going to well. Not at all. That moron Aiden revived a memory within Odessa's mind that frightened her, and she isn't on our side at all. She hates us."
"Dammit! I specifically told him to not do that. He shall be punished properly," smirked Asher, "And she will continue her memory sessions with me."
"As long as they don't turn out like your 'fighting session' with her did. You barely hurt her, and you gave her a kiss on the cheek. So soft, so affectionate..." she teased.
"Shut up." he said solemnly. "That's an order. Even if you are my sister, you are still below me and I am still your ruler."
"And I've never seen a demon such as yourself show such compassion and adoration towards a mere mutt such as Odessa."
"SHUT UP!" he screamed, hitting her face with the back of his hand. Four gashes formed on her face, with blood trickling rapidly down the first three cuts. She never cried out in pain, though, she just turned her head in his direction again.
"Do you forget that she truly is one of us?" he questioned his sister bitterly. "She's no mutt."
"Yes, she was born here, but her parents were rebels and escaped with her to the Other Side. They taught her the methods they use Up There. Odessa was considered a good person to everyone until we destroyed that galaxy where she was taken. She was only on our side for a little while because you brainwashed her desperately, then sent her on a mission to make the Earthlings your slaves. But she forgot her entire past, somehow...perhaps the half-breed hit her poor little head or something."
"Is it not going through that thick skull of yours? She is not a half-breed or a mutt! She's full of only demon blood and you're an imbecile to think otherwise!"
Oralia looked at her brother, who had his teeth clenched and was trembling in anger. Turning her nose up in the air and glancing at him disdainfully, she said quietly, "She may have demon blood, but she has the heart, soul, and mind of an angel. And that, my brethren, makes her a half-breed in my eyes."
Turning on her heel as she often did when she was angry, Oralia stormed out of the room.
Sighing in exasperation, Asher walked out of the room himself. It was too full of the stench of death, blood, and rotting flesh for him to think clearly.
Creeping towards Odessa's room, Asher wondered why it was so quiet. Peeking in, he realized that she was holding something in her arms, fast asleep.
That used to be ME that she'd hold in her arms. Now, she hates me more than anything in the universe.
He kneeled alongside her, lifting the picture frame from her grasp and wanted to throw it against the wall and hear it shatter into a million shards of glass when he saw what the photo contained. But, he didn't, for she would wake up and be angry when she awoke, and hate him even more than she did already, if that was possible.
Before returning the picture to her arms, he took one last look at it. This time, he didn't look at the fact that another man was holding her close, but he looked at her face. She seemed so happy with this man that he could hardly stand it. Why, she was even blushing!
He placed the frame back in her arms with two shaky hands, then leaned against her soft bed and buried his face in the sheets, sobbing. It was true what his sister had said. Odessa never loved him, she just turned to him for comfort because he was the only one that realized she wasn't evil, she was just being brainwashed. Oh, but he loved her so much.
Asher shook his head. He was a demon, and here he was acting like a heartbroken human. Sighing in disgust at himself, he stood up and wiped his tears. Getting a smirk on his tear-stained face, he thought Who cares if she doesn't love me or want me, I can still get what I want.
Locking the door to Odessa's bedroom, he chuckled. His laugh made Odessa stir in her sleep and eventually awake.
"Get out!" she yelled, embarrassed that he had been watching her sleep. "What are you doing in here?"
He smirked wider as she stood. "As the humans say, that's for me to know and for you to find out."
As she approached him to escape through the door, he lifted her up with ease and threw her on the bed. In one swift motion, faster than she could blink, he was there too, pinning her down.
Trying to struggle free from his grip only made him pin her down tighter. "You're not leaving until I get what I want." he hissed.
"What do you want?" she asked in exasperation, thinking along the lines of some possession she owned, or perhaps some information she knew. But then, it hit her.
Gasping, she kicked at him, but he flipped off the bed and stared at her while he took off his cloak and armor.
"P-please don't. Anything but that!" she whispered, shaking.
He sighed, kicking his armor aside. It hit the floor with a clang and rested in a heap on the floor. He stared at it with his fists on his hips, and he sighed again, louder this time, and looked back at Odessa.
"Fine. Anything but that?"
She nodded, fearing what he might come up with.
Asher walked towards her bed and lifted her chin gently in his hand. She didn't pull away; she just stared at him with tearstains left on her face, just like his. He sat down beside her on the bed, stroking the underside of her chin with his finger.
"Kiss me," he said flatly as she frowned at him. He frowned back. "Not a short one, and at least act like it means something to you."
In her mind, Odessa sighed with relief. She guessed it wasn't so bad.
Asher closed his eyes. "And don't pretend that I'm that boy either, whatever his name was."
Odessa smiled at his fury when he said 'boy'. He was really jealous and probably knew EXACTLY what his name was.
Rolling her eyes, Odessa cupped Asher's face in her hands in kissed him for several minutes. "Was that long enough?" she asked quietly as he opened his eyes. She blushed when she noticed that he was breathing heavily.
Asher smiled inwardly.
"No." he whispered. "Not enough."
"What do you mean 'not enough'? I kissed you and it was a long kiss, just as you asked for."
"It'll be enough if I get to hold you while we kiss and if you...if you hold me too."
Odessa blushed again. He was so infatuated with her that it was embarrassing. It was getting pathetic, too. Sighing in exasperation, she said, "Okay, okay."
He smiled and took her arms, wrapping them around his neck. Then, he wrapped his own arms around her waist. Closing his eyes, he awaited her second kiss.
"Now, if THIS time I do it right and you are pleased with it, will you leave? I am exhausted from my workout in the gravity chamber today."
He laughed. "Fine, I promise I'll leave. But not until it's to my liking."
Leaning forward, she brushed her lips against his before kissing him. She moved her left arm from his neck to his back, and left the right arm on his neck, stroking her finger up and down the back of his neck. He shook and started kissing her neck, making a sound that resembled a purr of a cat.
"STOP THAT!" she hissed, turning crimson.
He didn't say a word; he just gave her a lop-sided smile and kissed her, running his hands up and down her back. Asher started to bring his hands to her stomach and move them up.
"No, no, we're just kissing. Don't pull any funny stuff."
"Ah, but you started the 'funny stuff'."
She frowned. "This is obviously to your liking now, and you promised that you'd leave if it was. I was merely trying to get you out of here faster."
Asher snickered, as if he didn't believe her. "Do you really want me to leave?" he whispered.
"Of course I do!" she yelled, blushing again.
He chuckled softly. "Okay then. That was wonderful, and if I didn't known any better I would say that you enjoyed it yourself."
She winced. "I didn't."
"I know."
He turned around and started walking towards the door.
"Oh, and thank youfor not raping me as you planned."
He cringed and turned around. "I'm sorry, I wasn't thinking and I didn't think it'd be so bad for you since we used to-"
"Shut up and get out of my room." she yelled. She could feel her face turning red again, and wondered if it was from anger or embarrassment.
"Sorry." he whispered. And with that, he walked out of the room.
After a few hours, Odessa was still lying on her bed, disgusted with herself and trying to remember if she hadn't kissed him, he would have hurt her terribly.
Sighing, she sat up. I really should train more so that if he tries anything like that again, I can defend myself.
The next morning after Odessa woke up, she spent the day training in the gravity room. After a few hours she was doing well in both zero and 3x gravity. This workout that she did absent-mindedly left her muscles twisted and sore, but she could feel herself becoming stronger. With a towel wrapped around her neck, she made her way tiredly to the shower room. As she passed a mirror, she stopped to look at herself; something she did rarely now. She wasn't fragile looking like she was before; her body was starting to develop a build. Her hair wasn't long and elegant as before, either. She had cut her hair down to her chin, and it was choppy with layers. Sadly, she realized that her physical appearance resembled that of how she used to look. Back when she was working for evil side-by-side with Asher and the rest.
She narrowed her eyes at her own reflection, as if to scold herself. Her mind protested. Maybe my appearance has changed, but that doesn't matter. My spirit is still the same, and I wouldn't ever give up the fight to stay out of the clutches of my dark past. I have someone now...someone who cares deeply for me. And he is waiting back at Capsule Corp. for me at this very moment. Don't worry my love, I'll return to you soon.
Well, that's all for now! Check back soon, because I'm constantly updating this story. Please give me some reviews, I'd really like to know what you think of it! ^_^ Thanks! ~Kijo-88~
"I can't believe Trunks slept in this late! Sure, he usually does...but this is absurd!" cried Bulma, placing her hands on her hips. She and Vegeta had just gotten done eating breakfast. Time in the world that Odessa was in moved a lot faster than Earth's time.
Vegeta chuckled softly. "Maybe Kora gave him a little present last night before she left. He's probably worn out."
Bulma slapped his arm. "You pervert!" she mumbled, walking up the stairs slowly. When she reached Trunks' room, she suddenly got an odd feeling...a bad one. Shrugging it off, she walked into his room. The sheets were pulled tightly over his head.
Sighing, Bulma pulled down the sheets.
Vegeta was still laughing to himself when he heard Bulma scream from upstairs. This just made him laugh harder. Yep... he thought. She probably just saw him sleeping in the nude...which makes me right about the whole Kora thing!
Still, a pang of worry struck Vegeta. He didn't truly think that Bulma would have screamed at the sight of her own son naked.
When he rushed into Trunks' room, he almost screamed himself.
A few hours later, Bulma had Trunks in the lab. She knew very well that he was dead, but just couldn't accept that fact. She had to know why. She ran all types of tests on him, but couldn't find anything until she took X-rays on his brain. He had severe damage to his brain stem from the inside of the stem, it appeared.
"It has something to do with that Lia, I just know it." said Vegeta bitterly. He looked at his son, feeling helpless.
"I just don't know what to do!" sobbed Bulma.
Chapter 19
"Let me go!" whimpered Odessa. Two guards were dragging her to a room, and when they opened the door she was tossed inside. Florescent lights flickered on, and she saw a round room with a control panel in the middle. This looks like Vegeta's gravity chamber... she thought, groaning.
"Well, well, well! What do we have here?" teased Asher. "Have you come to play?"
Odessa shot him an angry look, and backed up against the glowing red wall. "Where am I? I demand you to tell me right now!" she barked, not feeling as confident as she sounded.
Asher frowned suddenly and walked up to her. I hate to do this to her, but she needs to get the feel of fighting again.
Giving her a disdainful look to enrage her, he slapped her across the face.
The whole right side of Odessa's face stung, and tears welled up in her eyes from the pain. Her cheek became red.
Gasping, she slapped him back. His face also became red and he stumbled back and threw a punch at her. Odessa dodged it and punched him as hard as she could in the stomach. He flinched a little, but he had tightened his stomach muscles to make her punch hurt less.
"Good enough." he said flatly. Asher kissed her cheek suddenly. Surprised, Odessa just glared at him, wondering why he had tried to beat her up and yet he kissed her just now. Red-faced, he turned around and walked out of the room.
Asher pounded his fist through the wall in his bedroom. "Why can't I do it?" he yelled aloud, the dust from the fresh hole in the wall swirling around the room. He sank to the floor, not being to get the image of Odessa's face out of his head. She looked so startled when he slapped her, and he hated to see her unhappy.
Odessa felt good after slapping Asher. Punching felt great.
She punched the air, kicked it, and hated herself for loving every minute of this fighting. Seeing a gravity control button on the control panel in the middle of the circular room, she wiped the sweat from her brow and clicked it to 0 gravity. A voice boomed from the large speaker on the ceiling.
-ZERO GRAVITY SIMULATION ACTIVATED-
Suddenly, Odessa felt herself floating around the room. She felt funny, trying to move herself and thrashing about. As she floated toward a wall, she straightened her legs and pushed off the wall, zooming toward the ground. Again, she straightened her legs and bounced off the floor, spinning in the air until she roughly hit the ceiling. A sharp throbbing stung in her left shoulder, and her arm felt out of place. Crying out in pain, she fell to the floor as she bounced off the ceiling. Before she could bounce unwillingly again, the same voice boomed from the ceiling.
-ZERO GRAVITY SIMULATION DEACTIVATED-
Odessa was lying on the floor, grasping her shoulder and clenching her teeth, trying to not cry out in pain again.
Asher shook his head. "You really shouldn't do that, not by yourself." He walked toward Odessa, and she cringed as he relocated her arm. The pain was still dull, but it did feel better.
Odessa looked up at him angrily as he lifted her up. "I can walk you know!" she said crisply Odessa pushed him away and jumped to the floor, then she ran to her room to change into her silver nightgown. It reached her ankles and was silk, and was held up by thin straps. Odessa pulled out a picture from her travel bag. She had packed it for her and Oralia's 'vacation'.
Holding the picture close, she sank to the floor. The photo was of her and Trunks, standing in Bulma's lab. She could remember exactly what happened that day:
"Okay you two, move to the left a little." giggled Bulma.
"Mom, why are you taking a picture of the two of us?" questioned Trunks. He blushed, since it was after their his and Kora's second late-night talk and first kiss, and wondered if Bulma had found out somehow.
"I dunno, maybe because you two look sooo cute together!"
"MOM!!"
Giggling softly, Odessa stood by Trunks with a smile plastered on her face. She didn't know what else to do, since she had never had her picture taken before, so she stood like a statue.
"Stupid me, it doesn't have film in it!" groaned Bulma. She turned around away from them and walked into the kitchen to check for more film.
Trunks looked at Odessa and laughed. She was still in her frozen pose, with a fake smile on her face. "Why do you you look so tense?" he chuckled softly, winking at her. She blushed and shrugged her shoulders a little. Suddenly, he starting running his finger up her back until he reached the bottom of her halter-top. Then he ran it back down again.
Stiffening and blushing at the same time, her mouth dropped open a little as she looked at him. The pink blush caused by his wink now turned a crimson color.
"Okay, I found it!" sighed Bulma in exasperation. She smiled and raised the camera to her eye. "One...Two..."
Before she could say 'three', Trunks wrapped his arm around Odessa's bare stomach and around her neck, pulled her back against him in sort of a backward hug. He rested his cheek against hers, making Odessa's fake smile turn into a real one as the camera clicked and took a picture.
"Awww how precious!" mocked Vegeta. He mocked them in an exaggerated way again by wrapping one arm around Bulma's thigh and his other around her waist, and lifted her up. "Take a picture of uuuuuuss!"
"Shut up Father." mumbled Trunks, storming out of the room.
Kora just blinked rapidly and walked quickly out of the room, mortified by Vegeta's teasing.
A tear rolled down Odessa's face and landed on her shaking hand. Sobbing, she realized that she may never see Trunks again.
From the workout she had before in the gravity room, Odessa fell asleep from exhaustion, the picture frame still tucked beneath her arms.
"Master, this isn't going to well. Not at all. That moron Aiden revived a memory within Odessa's mind that frightened her, and she isn't on our side at all. She hates us."
"Dammit! I specifically told him to not do that. He shall be punished properly," smirked Asher, "And she will continue her memory sessions with me."
"As long as they don't turn out like your 'fighting session' with her did. You barely hurt her, and you gave her a kiss on the cheek. So soft, so affectionate..." she teased.
"Shut up." he said solemnly. "That's an order. Even if you are my sister, you are still below me and I am still your ruler."
"And I've never seen a demon such as yourself show such compassion and adoration towards a mere mutt such as Odessa."
"SHUT UP!" he screamed, hitting her face with the back of his hand. Four gashes formed on her face, with blood trickling rapidly down the first three cuts. She never cried out in pain, though, she just turned her head in his direction again.
"Do you forget that she truly is one of us?" he questioned his sister bitterly. "She's no mutt."
"Yes, she was born here, but her parents were rebels and escaped with her to the Other Side. They taught her the methods they use Up There. Odessa was considered a good person to everyone until we destroyed that galaxy where she was taken. She was only on our side for a little while because you brainwashed her desperately, then sent her on a mission to make the Earthlings your slaves. But she forgot her entire past, somehow...perhaps the half-breed hit her poor little head or something."
"Is it not going through that thick skull of yours? She is not a half-breed or a mutt! She's full of only demon blood and you're an imbecile to think otherwise!"
Oralia looked at her brother, who had his teeth clenched and was trembling in anger. Turning her nose up in the air and glancing at him disdainfully, she said quietly, "She may have demon blood, but she has the heart, soul, and mind of an angel. And that, my brethren, makes her a half-breed in my eyes."
Turning on her heel as she often did when she was angry, Oralia stormed out of the room.
Sighing in exasperation, Asher walked out of the room himself. It was too full of the stench of death, blood, and rotting flesh for him to think clearly.
Creeping towards Odessa's room, Asher wondered why it was so quiet. Peeking in, he realized that she was holding something in her arms, fast asleep.
That used to be ME that she'd hold in her arms. Now, she hates me more than anything in the universe.
He kneeled alongside her, lifting the picture frame from her grasp and wanted to throw it against the wall and hear it shatter into a million shards of glass when he saw what the photo contained. But, he didn't, for she would wake up and be angry when she awoke, and hate him even more than she did already, if that was possible.
Before returning the picture to her arms, he took one last look at it. This time, he didn't look at the fact that another man was holding her close, but he looked at her face. She seemed so happy with this man that he could hardly stand it. Why, she was even blushing!
He placed the frame back in her arms with two shaky hands, then leaned against her soft bed and buried his face in the sheets, sobbing. It was true what his sister had said. Odessa never loved him, she just turned to him for comfort because he was the only one that realized she wasn't evil, she was just being brainwashed. Oh, but he loved her so much.
Asher shook his head. He was a demon, and here he was acting like a heartbroken human. Sighing in disgust at himself, he stood up and wiped his tears. Getting a smirk on his tear-stained face, he thought Who cares if she doesn't love me or want me, I can still get what I want.
Locking the door to Odessa's bedroom, he chuckled. His laugh made Odessa stir in her sleep and eventually awake.
"Get out!" she yelled, embarrassed that he had been watching her sleep. "What are you doing in here?"
He smirked wider as she stood. "As the humans say, that's for me to know and for you to find out."
As she approached him to escape through the door, he lifted her up with ease and threw her on the bed. In one swift motion, faster than she could blink, he was there too, pinning her down.
Trying to struggle free from his grip only made him pin her down tighter. "You're not leaving until I get what I want." he hissed.
"What do you want?" she asked in exasperation, thinking along the lines of some possession she owned, or perhaps some information she knew. But then, it hit her.
Gasping, she kicked at him, but he flipped off the bed and stared at her while he took off his cloak and armor.
"P-please don't. Anything but that!" she whispered, shaking.
He sighed, kicking his armor aside. It hit the floor with a clang and rested in a heap on the floor. He stared at it with his fists on his hips, and he sighed again, louder this time, and looked back at Odessa.
"Fine. Anything but that?"
She nodded, fearing what he might come up with.
Asher walked towards her bed and lifted her chin gently in his hand. She didn't pull away; she just stared at him with tearstains left on her face, just like his. He sat down beside her on the bed, stroking the underside of her chin with his finger.
"Kiss me," he said flatly as she frowned at him. He frowned back. "Not a short one, and at least act like it means something to you."
In her mind, Odessa sighed with relief. She guessed it wasn't so bad.
Asher closed his eyes. "And don't pretend that I'm that boy either, whatever his name was."
Odessa smiled at his fury when he said 'boy'. He was really jealous and probably knew EXACTLY what his name was.
Rolling her eyes, Odessa cupped Asher's face in her hands in kissed him for several minutes. "Was that long enough?" she asked quietly as he opened his eyes. She blushed when she noticed that he was breathing heavily.
Asher smiled inwardly.
"No." he whispered. "Not enough."
"What do you mean 'not enough'? I kissed you and it was a long kiss, just as you asked for."
"It'll be enough if I get to hold you while we kiss and if you...if you hold me too."
Odessa blushed again. He was so infatuated with her that it was embarrassing. It was getting pathetic, too. Sighing in exasperation, she said, "Okay, okay."
He smiled and took her arms, wrapping them around his neck. Then, he wrapped his own arms around her waist. Closing his eyes, he awaited her second kiss.
"Now, if THIS time I do it right and you are pleased with it, will you leave? I am exhausted from my workout in the gravity chamber today."
He laughed. "Fine, I promise I'll leave. But not until it's to my liking."
Leaning forward, she brushed her lips against his before kissing him. She moved her left arm from his neck to his back, and left the right arm on his neck, stroking her finger up and down the back of his neck. He shook and started kissing her neck, making a sound that resembled a purr of a cat.
"STOP THAT!" she hissed, turning crimson.
He didn't say a word; he just gave her a lop-sided smile and kissed her, running his hands up and down her back. Asher started to bring his hands to her stomach and move them up.
"No, no, we're just kissing. Don't pull any funny stuff."
"Ah, but you started the 'funny stuff'."
She frowned. "This is obviously to your liking now, and you promised that you'd leave if it was. I was merely trying to get you out of here faster."
Asher snickered, as if he didn't believe her. "Do you really want me to leave?" he whispered.
"Of course I do!" she yelled, blushing again.
He chuckled softly. "Okay then. That was wonderful, and if I didn't known any better I would say that you enjoyed it yourself."
She winced. "I didn't."
"I know."
He turned around and started walking towards the door.
"Oh, and thank youfor not raping me as you planned."
He cringed and turned around. "I'm sorry, I wasn't thinking and I didn't think it'd be so bad for you since we used to-"
"Shut up and get out of my room." she yelled. She could feel her face turning red again, and wondered if it was from anger or embarrassment.
"Sorry." he whispered. And with that, he walked out of the room.
After a few hours, Odessa was still lying on her bed, disgusted with herself and trying to remember if she hadn't kissed him, he would have hurt her terribly.
Sighing, she sat up. I really should train more so that if he tries anything like that again, I can defend myself.
The next morning after Odessa woke up, she spent the day training in the gravity room. After a few hours she was doing well in both zero and 3x gravity. This workout that she did absent-mindedly left her muscles twisted and sore, but she could feel herself becoming stronger. With a towel wrapped around her neck, she made her way tiredly to the shower room. As she passed a mirror, she stopped to look at herself; something she did rarely now. She wasn't fragile looking like she was before; her body was starting to develop a build. Her hair wasn't long and elegant as before, either. She had cut her hair down to her chin, and it was choppy with layers. Sadly, she realized that her physical appearance resembled that of how she used to look. Back when she was working for evil side-by-side with Asher and the rest.
She narrowed her eyes at her own reflection, as if to scold herself. Her mind protested. Maybe my appearance has changed, but that doesn't matter. My spirit is still the same, and I wouldn't ever give up the fight to stay out of the clutches of my dark past. I have someone now...someone who cares deeply for me. And he is waiting back at Capsule Corp. for me at this very moment. Don't worry my love, I'll return to you soon.
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