DWch5

AN: Due to some reviews I got, I wanted to stress once again that this IS an ALTERNATE UNIVERSE!!! Please don't be mad, but this IS different! I also wanted to respond to a review about Serena and why the senshi were scared. This is the answer: The senshi do not have powers, or at least they don't know that they have powers. The Androids are very strong and not even the z-fighters could stop them, not to mention they are merciless and have killed millions of innocent people. Serena is a little OOC..... A LITTLE!!! Here is why I say this.
I go by the Manga version; the way Naoko Takeuchi intended it to be. Serena doesn't do the best at school, and is sometimes a little clumsy, but not really. Nor is she a ditz, really. And when she is, it's mostly an act. It's like that in the anime too. She wants to be a normal girl, care-free, someone who doesn't have to fight. So she goes out of her way to be cheerful and care-free, as well as a little ditzy. She is really quite brave, even in the anime she is very brave when it counts. If her family was murdered and her friends were in danger she would show no fear and try to be brave. Of course, what I should have mentioned last chapter, is that she is scared. She just won't show it to the Androids. Now, in this fic, she will be a little OOC, for example, she will be very defient and have somewhat of an attitude.
ONE MORE THING!!! I thank all of those who gave me suggestions, but I want to tell you that I have the entire story basically planned out so I won't be able to use them. BUT PLEASE KEEP GIVING ME SUGGESTIONS, I might change my mind and add something OR I may want to write another fic with your idea in it. Thanks!
Whoops, ok, one MORE thing! I want to say once again, GOHAN IS DEAD!!! PLEASE DON'T HURT ME!! BUT IF YOU WANT RUNKS TO BE OLD ENOUGH TO BE WITH SOMETHING, GOHAN WILL BE DEAD BY THAT POINT. SORRY!!!!!!
***Looks at long Author's note*** uh heh heh... ok, here's the story now! Sorry for the long wait!!!


Chapter 5

A burly man, seemingly a guard, entered the room.
"Get up," he growled. "The Androids want to see you." The girls complied. They knew that the guard was probably a droid and much stronger than they were. Besides, even if they were able to overpower him, where would they go? There would be more droids on them in an instant, and they wouldn't be able to find their way out without attracting attention anyway. The exits had to be heavily guarded, and they didn't stand a chance against the better droids, especially without weapons.
The walked out of the room and into the hall, the guard behind them. Serena noted that he didn't have a gun, or any weapon for that matter, aimed at them. She knew that that must mean he was very strong and didn't need them. She shuddered slightly. Another guard stepped out in front of them and told them to follow. The girls were still wearing their old clothes, which were rags by that time, but they didn't really care about their appearance at that point. The hallway they were walking down was big, and it seemed to be a mix between a hallway you would find in a palace and a hallway you would find in the dungeons. It was bare and had no windows, but was fairly wide.
The guards led them into a brightly lit room. It was made of marble, and the tiles on the floor, walls, and ceiling were a cream-color with dark gray patterns. The room seemed to be filled with sunlight, though there were few windows. Further into the room was a rise in the floor, a few marble steps leading to a sort of alter, or platform. What was the word? Ah, yes. A dais. On the alter were many brightly colored cushions, and the androids were resting on them. All and all, it reminded Serena of a room belonging to Egyptian royalty. The Androids seemed slightly out of place in their clothes, but otherwise looked exactly like mighty and feared rulers of a kingdom.
The guards pushed them towards the alter where they stood side by side, as if merchandise for the Androids to look over. Serena adopted a defiant and indifferent pose. She put her hands in her back pockets and put most of her weight on her left leg, he right spread slightly outward. Her head was cocked as if she was waiting impatiently for something, and her expression showing nothing but annoyance.
Android 17 had watched as they approached, but 18 just stared at the ceiling lazily in a bored manner. Serena now felt his eyes on her and turned to meet his gaze with a cold one. The look in his eyes disturbed her; it was full of amusement and something else she couldn't place. Although unnerved, her gaze never wavered and she refused to seem to be afraid by looking away. That problem was solved when 18 spoke and 17's attention turned to her.
"So, your finally up. Took you long enough, though we didn't really expect you to be awake for the next ten hours at least. But now we can tell you what we have planned for you." Serena inwardly winced as 18 said this, but was determined not to show any fear.
"You'll be happy to know that we won't kill you, but trust me, this won't be any vacation." 18's voice had turned from smooth, slightly mocking to cold and forceful. "You will be our slaves. You will work hard, or you will be punished. You will not complain, or you will be punished. You will not try to escape, or you will be punished. There's a pattern here; see if your pitiful human intellect can find it."
"You will not question our orders and you will do what we say. If we tell you to do labor with the other slaves, you will do it. If we tell you to serve us, you will do it. If we say to a job over, you do the job over. You will sleep in the room you woke up in and you will wear the clothes in there. You should be grateful; you will not have to sleep in the slave barracks. There you sleep on wooden bunk beds with no mattresses, pillows, sheets, or blankets. You are crowded and cold. You at least have beds and are not as crowded. Not only that, but you have double beds, and you each have one. The other slaves sleep two or three to a bunk that is a little narrower than a single bed."
"You are close to us so you can serve us better. You may be called in the middle of the night or three in the morning. You will come at all times, no matter what. You will be provided with food twice a day; in the morning and at night. Your clothes will be replaced if needed, but you must use those and the ones you are wearing for at least three months. We won't allow you to waste clothing. You will awoken at five every morning. At five ten you will be given food. At five twenty you will come to us to receive orders because you will mainly serve us and not in labor with the others. You will go to bed when your chores are done and not before. There is no set time."
"There will be guard's outside your room at all times and surveillance cameras in the halls. Your room will not be monitored, so you will have privacy. However, do not even think of trying to escape. If for some reason you get out of the room, you won't make it to the next hall. If you try to escape from another place, let me assure you, you will fail. We are not only underground, but very far from the exits. The sunlight and window in your room is an illusion, and the sunlight filling this room is mostly artificial."
"I believe I have covered anything. I'll be generous and allow you to ask questions. Are there any?" There was silence for a moment.
"What kind of labor do the slaves do?" Lita asked timidly. This time 17 spoke.
"The majority do mining." He didn't answer further than that, and Serena raised an eyebrow.
"What kind of mining?" Serena asked without a hint of fear in her voice.
"You do not need to know that." came the response.
"Any other questions?" 18 asked. "We will not answer them later."
"Yeah, one," Serena said, slightly sarcastically. "You two claim androids are superior to humans, yet it seems we are more civilized. Care to explain?"
18 smirked. "I should whip you for that, but I'll answer. Civility has nothing to do with superiority. We are superior to humans, therefore we are superior to humanity, which includes mercy, kindness, ect."
Serena arched her eyebrows in disbelief. "What kind of caveman-monkey-psycho-babble is that?" She exclaimed incredulously. The other girls stared at her for her boldness and lack of fear or respect for those who could kill them in an instant. Or slowly and very, very, painfully. "Jeez, that's just... primordial. Totally primitive thinking. So when do the gladiator fights start?" she asked sarcastically.
The two androids had been watching her with slight amusement. Now the turned to look at each other, a look of surprise on their faces.
"Gladiator fights..." 17 murmured.
"Why didn't we think of that?" asked 18. Serena's eyes practically bulged out of their sockets.
"What?! Oh no..." she muttered.
"We really should have thought of that. That would prove to be much more entertaining." 17 told his sister.
"I guess they're worth something after all!" she replied.
"Oh bloody hell," Serena muttered. "What have I done? Oh great, just great. Shit."
"What's wrong, Tenshi? You disagree?" 17 asked silkily. Serena glared at him for the nickname.
"Yes I do disagree!"
"Well I thought it was a good idea." he replied.
"Maybe we should hold it off for awhile. We need our slaves strength now. When we go back to South America we'll get more slaves for that. We haven't really touched that part of the world yet." 18 said.
"Except for killing everyone in that one country. But yes, you're right. We'll put it off."
"Bastards." Serena said quietly, fury showing in her eyes. 18 turned to face her, eyes narrowing.
"Did you say something, slave?"
"Yes," Serena said a bit louder. "I called you bastards. But for some reason it doesn't seem bad enough."
"You're treading on thin ice, girl," 18 said, almost casually. "If you're not careful, I'll have to use you as an example of what happens when you don't treat us with the proper respect. She gestured to several whips behind her on the podium.
Looking around, (ignoring the expressions on her friends faces that were telling her to shut up and be careful), Serena saw some manacles chained the the wall. "Hn. Let me guess; you would bind me hands with that and whip me back, correct?" She slowly walked over to the manacles. The guards made a move to get her, but 18 held up a hand, telling them to let her be. Serena reached the wall and turned back to 18. "Fine." She turned back to the wall and took her shirt off. (AN: She was facing the wall, so no one could see her chest. And she doesn't have a bra. They're living on the streets, what do you expect?) She then tied the sleeves of the shirt around her neck so that it was impossible to see her breasts. 17 smirked at this.
18 leisurely picked out a whip and walked over as Serena clasped the manacles around her wrists. 18 locked them and made sure they were secure. "Let's see what you've got," Serena challenged as 18 got ready to whip her. 18 smirked. Serena's friends turned away so they wouldn't have to see Serena being hurt.
18 brought the whip down. Hard. Serena winced, but refused to cry out. She knew it would only give 18 satisfaction. 18 brought it down again, this time adding a flick of her wrist that would make it sting more. Serena winced again, but still made no sound. The whip came down again. Again. Serena began to lose count as she struggled not to make a sound. Tears began to flow down her cheeks, and she was not able to stop them. After what seemed like an eternity, and just as Serena thought she might break and cry out, 18 stopped.
"Fifteen lashes. A little more than we usually start with, but since you seem so strong, I thought you could take it. Seems like I was right." She walked around to Serena's side. "But I warn you. Don't upset me again." Serena glared at her defiantly, painfully aware of 18's satisfaction of at least seeing tears. 18 released the manacles, and Serena crumpled to the floor. Her friends started forward to help her but stopped as the guards blocked their path.
"It's alright, let them through," said 18. Again, she had resumed talking with her casual, uncaring voice, as if nothing had happened. The girls rushed over to Serena. There were mostly welts, but the skin had broken a few places, and Lita tore part of her shirt to use as a cloth to wipe away the blood.
"We'll allow you to take her to the medical room," 18 said. "Then you will come right back here. But only because you do not have any duties currently." She turned to address the guards. "Take them to the medical room."
Serena untied her shirt and pulled it over her head again, Ami blocking the guards view and Mina blocking 17's. Again 17 smirked at their attempts of modesty. Raye tried to get Serena to lean on her as she stood up, but Serena gently pushed away the girls help and walked after the guards on her own. She stood straight and did not falter, and 17 couldn't help but admire her somewhat for her courage and determination.
After the girls had left, 18 settled back on her cushions and turned to her brother.
"I think I'll like breaking her spirit."

Half an hour later, they returned. Ami, knowing a lot about medical instruments, had cleaned and bandaged Serena's back. She had also used a special tool that would prevent scars, but if Serena was whipped enough, faint scars would still show. As Ami had tended to Serena, she and the others had berated her for being so bold and defiant and pleaded with her to be more careful. She only answered by telling them she was fine and that she didn't want to show fear to the androids. She also said that she didn't blame the other girls for not being more defiant, and that they should under no circumstances take after her. She didn't want to see them hurt. They told her that they didn't want to see her hurt either, but she seemed to dismiss their comments. They couldn't reason with her, and the fact that the androids were much stronger than them and lacked humanity besides seemed to have no affect on her. They just hoped she wouldn't be too foolish.
"Well, I guess we should put them to work now, don't you think 17?" 18 said to her brother when the girls we lined before them again.
"Yes, let's see what we can find for them to do."
"We need more cooks for the slaves. The last one died, and the other isn't faring too well," 18 said lightly. "I hear the brown haired one is a good cook. She can take one of the others."
"Make it the raven haired one. She seems to be the closest to their leader. We'll separate them." 17 replied, pretending not to notice the fierce glare Serena was sending at him.
"The others can clean the slave barracks. We'll have them see to us later." 18 said thoughtfully.
"Not the spirited blond," 17 said. "I'll take her with me. She can serve me personally today. I'm sure she'll behave now that you've disciplined her."
"I beg to differ," Serena muttered. 17 raised an eyebrow at her.
"Perhaps I'll have to discipline her more then."
"Whatever you want, brother. I'll take the others and instruct in their duties. I'll be in my quarters if you need me."
18 stood and walked past the guards. "Follow me," she ordered. The four girls reluctantly started after her, glancing at Serena as they left. Half of the guards followed.
"Well Tenshi, looks like it's just you and me now," 17 said with a smirk.
"Oh joy." Serena replied sarcastically.
"Now now, none of that," 17 reprimanded as he stood up and walked down the steps of the dais. "I wouldn't want to be forced to hurt you, Tenshi." he said as he lifted one hand to cup her chin. She pulled away roughly, and he chuckled.
"Come on," he said as he started past her, "we're going to my chambers." She followed without a word, the guards falling in behind her. She glared at 17's back the whole way.

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AN: I GOT THE NEXT CHAPTER OUT!! Don't you all just love me? ^^
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