Hello minna ^_^ well looky here the second fic I've updated today. This chapter was longer, but I thought that was a decent cut off point, the next chapter is half written, and will continue wear this one leaves off.  Now then read, enjoy, and review!

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Chapter 3

The Daughter of Darkness

I awoke some hours later, it was still pitch black, and at some point I must have found my way back onto the bed. Though I vaguely recall getting myself there. I sighed in despair, and hot tears began to fall anew down my cheeks, making darker spots upon the ebony gown I wore. If I could have seen myself, I imagine I would have looked a horrible mess. What was I going to do? Yamcha must be worried sick. Thinking of Yamcha struck some memory in me and I sat up suddenly, my brilliant mind churning. What was it that made Vegeta react so violently to the mere mentioning of Yamcha's name? I had to find out, perhaps if I could figure that out, then I would be able to find my way home. Vegeta, I remembered him saying something just before he stole me away. But what was it? I could not remember it for the life of me. Perhaps some spell cast upon me by these creatures, kept the memory at bay. Before I could think much more on the matter, my deductions were interrupted as the door slammed open once again. I jumped to my feet ready to combat with the demon once more. I blinked in surprise as I looked down to see a small child. She was a tiny little girl with thick black hair, and brilliant crimson eyes. She was a little creepy to say the least, yet she seemed strangely familiar to me, though I could not say how.

"Who are you?" I asked softly bending down to get a closer look at the young girl.

"My name is Chan," she said quietly, "I am here to escort you the imperial throne room. The prince hath summoned thee."

I didn't really wish to see the prince again, but maybe I could figure a way out of this place if I got to know my way around better. "Alright then, Chan, lead the way. I've got a few things to address with Prince Vegeta." The child nodded slowly and began to head out of the room. She glanced back at me to assure that I was following and then continued quickly down the corridor. I cautiously followed the child, studying her closely. What would such a little child be doing in a place like this? Was she one of them? "Are you a prisoner too, Chan?" I asked quietly.

"No," she answered, sounding slightly confused. "What do you mean? You sound as if you think yourself a prisoner Miss Bulma."

I started at this, and stopped suddenly looking down at the child and placing my hands on my hips,  "Well if I'm not a prisoner then just what am I? And just how do you know my name?"

"You mean you don't know, mistress? Perhaps then, we should let the great prince tell you himself. As for your name, who does not know of the Mistress Bulma?" she shrugged.

 I paused staring quizzically after the little child, before deciding that enigmatic statement would best be pondered at a later time, and I quickly continued on my way.

We traveled down the corridors for quite sometime, and it seemed to me that we were walking through a great catacomb. I sighed dejectedly, I would never find my way out of this place. It was far too vast, and near everything looked the same to me it seemed that we were surely going in great circles. At last we came to two large ornate doors, painted with strange crimson symbols, and other ornate décor. Chan turned and looked up at me with her large red eyes, "This is the imperial throne room of the great prince Vegeta. Please show your respect, and try not to make a scene as you did when the two of you last met."

"Is nothing kept secret around this place?" I scoffed.

"You would have to be deaf, not to have heard that battle, Milady." Chan smiled good-naturedly at me, her sharp little fangs catching my attention. Ah so she was one of them. The child shoved open the doors and her reserved personality seemed to quickly disappear. "My lord, Prince Vegeta!" she shouted with all the command of a military general, "Your lady hath arrived! All members of the council show your great reverence to the Lady Bulma." The child then stepped to the side allowing me entrance, and I stepped cautiously through the doors. This was becoming far to weird, first I'm a prisoner and now I am being treated like royalty. I begin to wonder what on earth will happen next.  The members of the council, or that is who I take them to be, are seated all about a long rectangular table, and Vegeta, the only familiar face I see, is seated at the head of the room on a large ornate throne. The room itself is very dark, lit only by torches and it seems that every man in the room is garbed in black and crimson. I have no idea as to where I should go so I stand at the entrance of the room gaping about like a fish out of water. Luckily Chan comes to my rescue, darting in front of me and seemingly bowing in reverence. "Let me escort the Lady to her chair."

Chan seats me, not at the table, but on a small throne located beside Vegeta. I look at her questioningly but she will no longer look at me and she seems suddenly sad, for reasons I have no way of knowing. Chan seats herself on a lower step of the dais and waits quietly. Vegeta then stood. The man still seemed amazingly handsome to me, and I tried not to gawk, reminding myself that he was my enemy. Vegeta then began to address the members of council, and his very aura reeked of power. He had such a commanding presence that I found myself listening intently to his every word. These particular words caught my interest more then anything and caused the council to stand in shock or outrage I know not which.

"Council members, you see before you Bulma Briefs, the mate of the notorious Wolfe, as the blood debt would dictate I have taken her now as my own. She shall be made my mate, in all degrees, but that of queen.

The council members began to speak all at once and I picked up only a few lines such as: "You would take a mate so soon?" " "You cannot leave an empty throne?" "But he can't very well seat a human on the throne now can he?"

"Silence" Vegeta roared over the din and all members of the council silenced immediately. This creature, this human," he said leaning down and lifting my chin up as if inspecting me, "could never truly replace Meijin. However, in ordinance with the blood debt, in order to avenge her death I must take from her killer that which he has taken from me."

"But Prince, in ordinance should you not kill this creature?" shouted one of the councilmen, and the others nodded in agreement.

"Perhaps I should, but I have yet to decide if I would like to kill this creature, it seems she would make a fine courtesan." Vegeta laughed roughly.

I was getting a bit annoyed, as these men, these vampire creatures, spoke of me among themselves, as if I were a small child oblivious to that which goes on around her. I rose from the throne, "You all do realize that I am standing right here! I am not some child to be ignored, if you all are going to discuss my life, or my death as it seems to be, I think I ought to be included in this debate!" Vegeta looked slightly impressed with me that I would stand before his council of demons and speak to them thusly, however, the council did not seem to find it so amusing. "You little bitch!" one of them shouted. How dare you address the royal council in such a manner! Prince Vegeta surely you cannot allow this courtesan slave to speak to your esteemed officials thusly!"

Vegeta remained silent, but a malicious looking grin spread across his face. And it seemed the council would tear me to pieces if they had their way. Why wasn't he saying something? I was rather shocked when Chan stood from her place on the dais steps, and faced the council. "Master Councilman Paige, how unbecoming of you to speak such foul language in my presence, and in the presence of our guest, the Lady Bulma. She is no prisoner, and even if the prince has not informed you of such, I am telling you now! The Lady Bulma is an honored guest in our home, she reminds me greatly of my mother and I will not have her harmed."  The council members seemed as taken aback as I at this statement. "Chan," I whispered, the statement was profoundly touching, confusing and almost insulting all at once. I cant see myself as a mother figure for one, but I was rather honored that she thought of me so highly after we had but just met. However, it was insulting in the fact that I know her mother must have been a demon, or maybe a vampire, I've yet to really figure out just what these creatures are. The huffing child looked as if she would continue her tirade on the council members at any moment, or at least the moment she caught her breath. "And another thing…" she began.

"Chan that will be quite enough!" Vegeta's shouted, and his voice resounded off the walls giving his voice an even more commanding and all together frightening tone.

"But, Prince…" she whined.

"No more! You are dismissed! In fact the council is dismissed, we will convene again on the 'morrow. I advise you all get used to the woman's presence she will be with us quite awhile. Now all of you out!" he shouted in a voice that broached no argument. The council filed out and only he and I remained.

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Disclaimer thingy : I don't own dbz but I do own Chan!

Well minna what did you all think of that? I rather liked it anyway heh. It seems like im writing them more as demons, then vamps, but I like to think of them as being a mixture of each. =) Any who tell me what ya think, suggestions are welcome =)

Now be good, obedient little readers and review! *SB proceeds to whomp everyone with the mallet o' obedience*