On Her Majesty's Secret Service

Disclaimer: Umm.dammit.we don't own DBZ. Nor do we own the names of the James Bond movies. *cries *

'.' ? thoughts

Oh yeah Mind Entries are like diary entries but recorded in the mind.



Mind Entry #5

The crowd hit Jess on the head with a baseball bat. It looked rather painful. I guess I got hit too because I don't remember walking into a dungeon. It smells funny and I see mold in many places. They tied Jess up and gagged her. I kinda pitied her. not. I don't understand why they didn't gag me too?

I wondered where we are. Did I really believe that mumbo jumbo about the dimension change? No! I mustn't! I'm the Princess of Earth, or I was.

Why should I care? I'm normal. I guess. No one here knows my true title and I hope to keep it that way.

Crap, Jess is waking up.

Chapter 5: The Saiyan Would Loved Me

"Jess, are you OK?" I mocked, knowing she couldn't reply. She attempted to kick me. Which made laugh.

"What's so funny?" I jumped. The new voice came from behind me. I turned to face that stranger only to see it was. Vegeta. or was it?

"Oh Vegeta, you scared me!" I cried.

"How do you know me woman?" He bellowed. I took a couple steps back and ran into the wall. This wasn't Vegeta, no mine anyway. "Answer my damn question!" I whimpered.

"I. I. I don't know Prince Vegeta, I must have recognized you face." I murmured. "I'm sorry." I really wasn't, I must have sounded pathetic.

"No one addresses me as Prince! State your name and planet!"

"My name in Princess Cassie and I'm from Earth. at least I thought I was." I drifted off, too scared to speak anymore.

"Princess? Earth never had a Princess! You dare lie to the Prince of the Planet Vegeta!"

"Never! I am from Earth!" I cried. "And I AM a princess!" 'Though I don't care to be.' I thought. Ignoring Vegeta's flaring temper, I untied Jessica. She feel to her feet and almost lunged at he prince, I had to stop her before she got anyway. "Don't make me retie you whore!"

"Shut the fuck up! I've had it up to here this whole thing! We didn't even do anything and we got thrown in jail! What's with this place?"

"Temper, temper!" He laughed and walked away.

"Answer my question you bastard! I want off this crap hole!" She yelled after him. He just snickered.

"you should have kept her tied up. Now she is your problem!" He disappeared into the darkness.

"That's not that bad of an idea." I said quietly to myself.

"If you leave me tied up, how will you get out? I'm the brains remember?"

"I have charm."

"That's because you're a princess, Princess." She muttered. "There's got to be a way out."

"There is." I said plainly.

"What sucking up to the Prince? Yeah right!"

"No! Following his cologne trail out of this pig stile!" I started to walk where Vegeta left. "You coming'?"

"Of course, I'm not staying here! But then what do we do?"

"Try to fit in."

"Like that's gonna work! I already told off the Prince! He hates me now!"

"Sucks for you now doesn't it?"

"Well, you didn't do much better. He thinks you lied to him. Nice way to win a guy over."

"At least I didn't swear at him!"

"Too scared and hurt to probably do so!" She laughed.

"Shut the hell up!" I cried.

"Sorry I forgot how important it is. If it was 17 I'd do the same thing."

"I bet you would bitch!"

"We shouldn't fight with each other. We have enough problems with the World."

"you can say that again."

"I kinda wish I was home, even if I have to marry Vegeta."

"Take that back!" I stopped and turned towards Jess and slapped her.

"I didn't mean stay married to him. There's divorce. We could just divorce both of 'um and remarry. Well. could of."

"Be quiet. Do you know how much scandal that would cause?"

"At least we wouldn't be in a World where everybody hates us and watch the ones we love be assholes. We still shouldn't fight over it. There's nothing we can do about it." I pretended that I didn't care and continued walking. 'I hate it when she is right!' I thought to myself.

We kept walking, even though we had no clue where we were going. We were both, or at least I was, too hurt or angry to talk. Jess had her fist clenched and seemed to generate anger. 'She always does that when she's pissed.' I thought. 'When she is pissed it looks as the whole world is rested on her shoulders.'

"Light." I screamed, pointing towards a flicker of sun in the horizon. I broke out into a run to reach the door. I looked and let out a gasp.