Three years later.
Videl woke with a start, it was about midnight and she knew that she had to get up. She forced herself to work in the nights, training, to gain her freedom. She knew she was getting stronger, but it would only last so long. In her attic bedroom, where the floors creaked in her wake, she stood up and floated in the air a few inches. No one knew that she could fly, as a matter of fact, barely anyone knew that she could speak or fight. She had found a shop where she built a small ankle ring that was the same color of her skin. It kept her Ki unknown to the others, much like her earring, which went dead a long time ago, she was busy trying to find a way to recharge it but with little success. Well, not unknown, the Ki, or power level, it produced was a normal Human Ki, around the one or two power reading levels, two when she was angry or training. She kicked and punched the air, faster then a normal eye not trained to see her move, could see.
After about an hour, she had to get more sleep, so she laid back down on her badly made makeshift bed. Her room consisted of a small table, a cloth she threw over it to hide the sensu bean plants underneath it. Three beans once a month, then the plant would die. She now had enough to last a few months should she get into real trouble. She had made a leather pouch that she kept on her at all times full of the beans. It was large, but the shirts she'd learned to make from the seamstress that lived on the other side of the attic taught her to make were also large and baggy. She kept her other cloths well hidden from Radditz, Gohan her 'Masters' Uncle, who took 'care' of her while Gohan was away.
She rarely saw Gohan, which angered her, because she was supposed to be his slave, not his Uncles. His uncles 'care' usually consisted of beatings whenever she did the smallest thing wrong and trying to rape her. She fought off the rape, but because of the collar she wore, she couldn't use Ki blasts without passing out, so she fought him off and was too strong for him, so he stopped that after a while and kept to the beatings.
She used a lot of sensu beans during the three years, and had learned to plant and harvest them. She decided to gather the ones she grew at that moment and picked the six sensus' and put them in her pouch. The plant's immeditly shriveled up and died, leaving barren pots. She crawled back to her little bed she made and waited for dawn to come. She fell asleep a few hours later and was woken by the seamstress. She got to her feet and changed into her training Gi, which she put her slave clothing over to hide it. Her old training Gi was what she came her in and it was what she would leave here in. She had a feeling that she would need it today because she was being dragged to the palace to serve the egotistical, arrogant, pompous ass of a prince, Prince Lotos, whom didn't deserve the title of a Prince. Prince Lotos and his had revolted against Freiza and Freiza had been destroyed, so now a new rule ruled in Lotos's absence. She decided to pack her few belongings, the seven uniforms and two now empty pots. That was about all she had to her name. Everything else she wore on herself. She'd been given a bag the night before and decided to roll her pallet up and shove it in it too. She would be staying a few nights, so she would bring it. It easily fit into the small bag; it was that threadbare and small. It provided little protection against the hard floor and cold nights, but it was better then nothing. She walked down stairs, shoving her feet into the hand-me-down boots that had been given to her when Gohan, for once, saw her feet getting all bloodied and blistered from the over sized shoes that were barely any protection against the hard earth of the Planet Lotos.
The socks she wore she kept on all the time, were also threadbare and little protection, but now a days, anything was better then nothing, most of the time anyway. She stood inline next to the other servants in the house. There were seven in all, only they all stayed down stairs, except the seamstress and Videl, in three over crowed rooms. "Good . . .. Now that all of you are here, finally," he looked at Videl with scorn, "We are going to leave in a few minuets, Gohan, for those of you who belong to him, well be here soon to pick you up, stand over there and don't move!" he ordered. As Radditz talked to the other five slaves, Gohan walked in looking like he was in a lot of pain. "Damn it, what happened to you boy?" asked Gohan's uncle harshly. "I was ganged up on because I moved up to second class."
"WHAT?" he yelled, second class was a higher class then him, third class.
"Your nothing but a third class Baka! How in the world did you manage to pull . . .. " Radditz was blown into the wall, Gohan motioned to the two girls that belonged to him and left the house.
"That's how." He growled before he left Radditz to pull himself off the ground and out of the wall that was a pile of rubble now.
"You, girl, whats your name?" Gohan asked the pretty lady who was a warrior before he bought her at the slave blocks. "Her name is Videl, she doesn't speek a lot ever sense her planet was taken over." Said the seamstress names Ariel. "Ariel, you've been with me for almost most of your life, you know when I ask a question, I expect the person whom I ask to answer for themselves, do not do it again."
"Yes sir." she mumbled.
"Now, young lady, your name?" he asked Videl again.
When she didn't answer, he reached up and pressed something on the collar, she knew long ago that it a shocking panel on it, she was shocked, but she didn't winch nor did anything to stop it; she was used to it. Gohan seamed mildly surprised at this in intensified the voltage. When he finally reached the top level of shocking, and she still had done nothing, he frowned.
"I'll have to get a stronger collar." he mumbled. "You said her name is Videl, how have you learned of this?" he asked.
"Many years of trying." Was all Ariel said, and Videl was glad that she had not told the truth. Gohan seamed to except this.
"Can she fly?"
"Not that we know of. She hasn't tried when we try and teach her, so we don't think that she can."
"Lets go." Gohan said, grabbing Videl around the waist and throwing her over his shoulder, Ariel flew slightly behind, they talked through a few quick signs they had created over the years. Videl asked what was going on, and Ariel responded she didn't know and that Gohan had never acted like this before.
Videl was soon getting sore staying in the same position on Gohan's hard shoulder and the blood started rushing to her head, she had to hold it up in order to keep awake. Ariel helped too. "Thanks" she signed to her. Ariel only nodded. When they landed outside the palace, she was quickly put to work.
She balanced three trays of food, two in both hands and the other by her head, kinda like Cinderella, but with heavier loads. She smiled inwardly at the irony of the situation. She placed one tray in front of King Lotos, and the second in front of Prince Lotos. Suddenly a fist flew through the air. Videl didn't even blink as she blocked it with her hand. She twisted it behind the person's back, whoever had attacked her, and set the last tray in front of Gohan. She pored all three glassed of wine with one hand, and with a quick flick of her wrist, forced the man, she now found out, on his back and bowed to the three she would serve for the night. She walked away without a second thought, to get the next three trays of food. She did what ever was asked of her and kept her mouth shut. After the seventh serving of food, she was attacked again while bringing back the empty trays. She quickly took care of the few that attacked her, she assumed that it was for the royals' amusement that she fight, so she tossed up the trays and delivered a round house kick and grabbed the trays as they fell. She walked back into the kitchen and cleaned the trays, waiting for the next ones to be ready.
"Videl! Videl!" Ariel cried, running toward her. "Prince Lotos wants to see you fight in a match." She started crying. "You must do it or else . . .. but you don't know how to fight . . .." she said.
"Do not worry, I'll take care of myself." She said aloud, a very rare thing now a days. Ariel blinked back a few tears then nodded; they had become very good friends over the last three years and knew that when Videl said something, she meant it. So she grabbed the next three trays and walked back into the dinning room. All eyes turned toward her as she walked slowly toward the front of the tables that lined the walls. She set down the three trays and was given one order,
"Step into the ring and defend yourself." Said Prince Lotos. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Another cliffhanger. As I've mentioned in other stories that's an excessive compulsive disorder with me. :Evil grin: wait tell you read the next chapter! Tabi Chan
Videl woke with a start, it was about midnight and she knew that she had to get up. She forced herself to work in the nights, training, to gain her freedom. She knew she was getting stronger, but it would only last so long. In her attic bedroom, where the floors creaked in her wake, she stood up and floated in the air a few inches. No one knew that she could fly, as a matter of fact, barely anyone knew that she could speak or fight. She had found a shop where she built a small ankle ring that was the same color of her skin. It kept her Ki unknown to the others, much like her earring, which went dead a long time ago, she was busy trying to find a way to recharge it but with little success. Well, not unknown, the Ki, or power level, it produced was a normal Human Ki, around the one or two power reading levels, two when she was angry or training. She kicked and punched the air, faster then a normal eye not trained to see her move, could see.
After about an hour, she had to get more sleep, so she laid back down on her badly made makeshift bed. Her room consisted of a small table, a cloth she threw over it to hide the sensu bean plants underneath it. Three beans once a month, then the plant would die. She now had enough to last a few months should she get into real trouble. She had made a leather pouch that she kept on her at all times full of the beans. It was large, but the shirts she'd learned to make from the seamstress that lived on the other side of the attic taught her to make were also large and baggy. She kept her other cloths well hidden from Radditz, Gohan her 'Masters' Uncle, who took 'care' of her while Gohan was away.
She rarely saw Gohan, which angered her, because she was supposed to be his slave, not his Uncles. His uncles 'care' usually consisted of beatings whenever she did the smallest thing wrong and trying to rape her. She fought off the rape, but because of the collar she wore, she couldn't use Ki blasts without passing out, so she fought him off and was too strong for him, so he stopped that after a while and kept to the beatings.
She used a lot of sensu beans during the three years, and had learned to plant and harvest them. She decided to gather the ones she grew at that moment and picked the six sensus' and put them in her pouch. The plant's immeditly shriveled up and died, leaving barren pots. She crawled back to her little bed she made and waited for dawn to come. She fell asleep a few hours later and was woken by the seamstress. She got to her feet and changed into her training Gi, which she put her slave clothing over to hide it. Her old training Gi was what she came her in and it was what she would leave here in. She had a feeling that she would need it today because she was being dragged to the palace to serve the egotistical, arrogant, pompous ass of a prince, Prince Lotos, whom didn't deserve the title of a Prince. Prince Lotos and his had revolted against Freiza and Freiza had been destroyed, so now a new rule ruled in Lotos's absence. She decided to pack her few belongings, the seven uniforms and two now empty pots. That was about all she had to her name. Everything else she wore on herself. She'd been given a bag the night before and decided to roll her pallet up and shove it in it too. She would be staying a few nights, so she would bring it. It easily fit into the small bag; it was that threadbare and small. It provided little protection against the hard floor and cold nights, but it was better then nothing. She walked down stairs, shoving her feet into the hand-me-down boots that had been given to her when Gohan, for once, saw her feet getting all bloodied and blistered from the over sized shoes that were barely any protection against the hard earth of the Planet Lotos.
The socks she wore she kept on all the time, were also threadbare and little protection, but now a days, anything was better then nothing, most of the time anyway. She stood inline next to the other servants in the house. There were seven in all, only they all stayed down stairs, except the seamstress and Videl, in three over crowed rooms. "Good . . .. Now that all of you are here, finally," he looked at Videl with scorn, "We are going to leave in a few minuets, Gohan, for those of you who belong to him, well be here soon to pick you up, stand over there and don't move!" he ordered. As Radditz talked to the other five slaves, Gohan walked in looking like he was in a lot of pain. "Damn it, what happened to you boy?" asked Gohan's uncle harshly. "I was ganged up on because I moved up to second class."
"WHAT?" he yelled, second class was a higher class then him, third class.
"Your nothing but a third class Baka! How in the world did you manage to pull . . .. " Radditz was blown into the wall, Gohan motioned to the two girls that belonged to him and left the house.
"That's how." He growled before he left Radditz to pull himself off the ground and out of the wall that was a pile of rubble now.
"You, girl, whats your name?" Gohan asked the pretty lady who was a warrior before he bought her at the slave blocks. "Her name is Videl, she doesn't speek a lot ever sense her planet was taken over." Said the seamstress names Ariel. "Ariel, you've been with me for almost most of your life, you know when I ask a question, I expect the person whom I ask to answer for themselves, do not do it again."
"Yes sir." she mumbled.
"Now, young lady, your name?" he asked Videl again.
When she didn't answer, he reached up and pressed something on the collar, she knew long ago that it a shocking panel on it, she was shocked, but she didn't winch nor did anything to stop it; she was used to it. Gohan seamed mildly surprised at this in intensified the voltage. When he finally reached the top level of shocking, and she still had done nothing, he frowned.
"I'll have to get a stronger collar." he mumbled. "You said her name is Videl, how have you learned of this?" he asked.
"Many years of trying." Was all Ariel said, and Videl was glad that she had not told the truth. Gohan seamed to except this.
"Can she fly?"
"Not that we know of. She hasn't tried when we try and teach her, so we don't think that she can."
"Lets go." Gohan said, grabbing Videl around the waist and throwing her over his shoulder, Ariel flew slightly behind, they talked through a few quick signs they had created over the years. Videl asked what was going on, and Ariel responded she didn't know and that Gohan had never acted like this before.
Videl was soon getting sore staying in the same position on Gohan's hard shoulder and the blood started rushing to her head, she had to hold it up in order to keep awake. Ariel helped too. "Thanks" she signed to her. Ariel only nodded. When they landed outside the palace, she was quickly put to work.
She balanced three trays of food, two in both hands and the other by her head, kinda like Cinderella, but with heavier loads. She smiled inwardly at the irony of the situation. She placed one tray in front of King Lotos, and the second in front of Prince Lotos. Suddenly a fist flew through the air. Videl didn't even blink as she blocked it with her hand. She twisted it behind the person's back, whoever had attacked her, and set the last tray in front of Gohan. She pored all three glassed of wine with one hand, and with a quick flick of her wrist, forced the man, she now found out, on his back and bowed to the three she would serve for the night. She walked away without a second thought, to get the next three trays of food. She did what ever was asked of her and kept her mouth shut. After the seventh serving of food, she was attacked again while bringing back the empty trays. She quickly took care of the few that attacked her, she assumed that it was for the royals' amusement that she fight, so she tossed up the trays and delivered a round house kick and grabbed the trays as they fell. She walked back into the kitchen and cleaned the trays, waiting for the next ones to be ready.
"Videl! Videl!" Ariel cried, running toward her. "Prince Lotos wants to see you fight in a match." She started crying. "You must do it or else . . .. but you don't know how to fight . . .." she said.
"Do not worry, I'll take care of myself." She said aloud, a very rare thing now a days. Ariel blinked back a few tears then nodded; they had become very good friends over the last three years and knew that when Videl said something, she meant it. So she grabbed the next three trays and walked back into the dinning room. All eyes turned toward her as she walked slowly toward the front of the tables that lined the walls. She set down the three trays and was given one order,
"Step into the ring and defend yourself." Said Prince Lotos. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Another cliffhanger. As I've mentioned in other stories that's an excessive compulsive disorder with me. :Evil grin: wait tell you read the next chapter! Tabi Chan