"Please Mr. Demon don't eat me! I'm the beautiful Saiyan Princess! Eat him! He's nothing but a low life criminal." Bra implored pointing at 17.

            "Stop screaming! There are no such things as demons." 17 tried to calm down the scared princess.

            "How do I know that? I've never been outside the castle. You could be lying to me in order to sacrifice me to the demon for immortality or dark powers." Bra countered set in her ways of always being right.

"You've been reading one to many fantasy science fiction novels princess." 17 shook his head in disbelief.
            "Fiction?" Bra puzzled. She didn't understand the meaning of the word since she had been brought up to believe what her parents and teachers told her. Her only role for most of her life was to be elegant, graceful, and proper. She had always rebelled against the system.

"Believe me it their were wish granting demons I wouldn't hesitate a second to offer you to them as a sacrifice." 17 confessed.

"Savage." Bra mumbled shooting a death glare at 17 for his comment.

"Quiet. They'll hear us." 17 whispered.

"Who'll hear us?" Bra asked not lowering her voice.

"I asked you a question peasant!" Bra raised her voice in anger when 17 failed to answer her question.

"Shut up!" 17 ordered pulling Bra off the horse and covering her mouth with his hand to silence her but it was too late.

"Look what we have here bro." A sinister looking man said to another equally unpleasant looking man as they walked out into the clearing.

"Fresh victim." The older man said with a crooked grin.

"Sorry fellows, but I don't have time to deal with the likes of you." 17 declared paying no attention to them.

"Who's the pretty pretty?" The younger man asked noticing Bra.

"Her?" 17 said looking over at the princess.

"Just a worthless servant I'm taking to sell at the slave market." 17 said like it was no big deal.

"What?" Bra exclaimed outraged anyone would call her such horrible names.

"Silence slave or you'll get fifty lashes when we get home." 17 said in a master type of tone pinching Bra's arm in a hope to silence her before she revealed their secret.

"Why I ought to!" Bra fumed ready to kick 17 where it counts for treating her like that, but she didn't get a chance because 17 gaged her and put her back on the horse.

"How much for the spicy kitten?" The older man asked looking at Bra lustfully. The princess tried to scream her father the king would have their heads for this, but her threats came out muffled squeaks.

"I don't think you can afford her." 17 alleged trying to get rid of the men.

"Oh really?" The younger one said pulling out a bag of gold coins. It was obvious these mean were thieves.

"She's not for sale." 17 said a tad more sternly trying to walk past them.

"Oh I get it. She your own personal slave." The older man said with a perverted smile.

"Ehg." Bra gaged at the thought of her and 17 being lovers.

"That's not what I meant." 17 defended starting to lose his patience.

"Then we'll just have to take her by force." The younger man said pulling out a knife.

"Yea lets kill him and take the girl." The older brother agreed pulling out his knife.

"If you want her, you'll have to go through me." 17 declared getting in a fighting stance.

Authors Note- Is 17 protecting Bra because he cares about her or because he cares about getting is reward?