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Note: He's not really an angle? O.o

Nightmare and Reality Chapter: 3 Home Sweet Home? By: Krysis

It was when a muted illumination of fire surrounded me did I realize where I was. I was in his home. In his world, and I could see the tides of lava seep up around the rocks, and I took notice to my little cage that I was in. It was a small box with iron bars to keep me in. I had a good view of what was going on. I could see scary shadows crawl about the rocks look at me, and then they would leave. They never talked though.

I need to scream so I screamed.I let it echo though his home, I wanted him to hear me, and come and protect me but hours past and my voice was hurting. I think I lost most of it. I kept thinking how much I hated him I wish I had made my choice with Kakarott, but I was blind by love or lust. I guess I might as well never know.

"Crying wont save you Phoenix.He will only enjoy in triumph from it."

I looked around as I could only see a dim outline of shadows creep into my minute little cage, he terrified me and I could feel my body shudder I could feel my eyes seal tightly as I tried to pray. That was the only thing I could do now or so I thought. He answered it as if he could read my mind.

"To late.praying can't and won't salvage you. Your soul is his now."

"Who are you?"

"Such a demand from your place.but I think it's right to tell you who I am."

This 'thing' was wrapped in a cloak as he unmasked himself slowly. I fell to my knees in shame of fear. It was him Kakarott, the man from earlier the angel. His face hallowed out into what seemed to be emotionalist now then what it was before.

"I told you he lied, I warned you but still you refused my guidance Bulma. He needs no queen he's to selfish to need a queen he will make into what he made of me. He will make you do his dirty work."

"You're an angel aren't you?"

"Was.a very long time ago, he made promise to me as well, he was my friend who I trusted with my life."

"Forgive me."

"You shouldn't be asking me that.but then again it's too late for that." "Why did he go through all that work then.if he only wanted this?"

"He tempts the jewels of rarities you are rare.Phoenix was your name at birth, it changed with your foster parents."

"No one ever told me."

"Well I am telling you now, so listen."

I nod shortly acknowledge him to go on.

"You were born here; you were my son's step daughter (I know you're thinking Pan? No-no she was born way after Bulma and Pan is Bulma's step sister there is no relation just go with it it's A/U)

"You were different from us, and your powers were remarkable for a child and a female at that, we thought if we hid you we could protect you from him enslaving you. We failed I guess but Phoenix was your name at birth because you control the power of the fire bird from deep within you could kill thousands with your power."

I didn't get it; my parents on earth never told me I was found. Was this man lying or was he telling me the truth. This all was confusing me. I was scared and I was cold. I didn't get it wasn't where I was suppose to be hot?

"I see.So what am I to do?"

"Nothing-that is until he calls you."

"I refuse.I hate him."

"You aren't at freedom of choice anymore Bulma. You do as he says to do or you pay dearly."

"Who is my father?"

"Your real father died long ago in war with the heavens.your step father is Gohan and your step mother is Videl but they will not come to see you now it's just not safe right now."

I curled up once again as I saw him leave. Maybe I could kill myself.but then I would just be here again wouldn't I? I keep forgetting that he has control of me, life or death. He fooled me and now I hade to pay.

I waited 2 months of sitting eating what I was given.not much really. Tell I was given a message to talk with him. Oh I hated him so much and if I had to talk to him I would slip for sure. What was I going to do? "Phoenix is here my lord."

"Good you may leave."

"Yes sir."

I saw that short blob of a man mock me with a sarcastic smile. I wasn't cold now like I have been for the two months I had been here. If you're asking why I knew my time was because I would ask Kakarott who frequently visited me. I would ask him things, questions my mind was pondering.

No I wasn't cold I could feel flames clench my fist, and the man even cowered before me, how I loved that more then any thing I loved his fear. It was as if fueling me for something I couldn't understand. That feeling faded quickly as I walked into open doors.

"Close them."

I clenched my fist, I knew who it was but I tried to hold my tongue with all my will and a forced myself to close the doors softly.as I tried not to slam them. They were heavy doors and I think he chuckled at my weakness in closing them. I hated him.

I could hear a quick clap of hands as flames surrounded us within seconds. We were in his room. And I could easily spot him; he was draped in silks of black, as he lay comfortably on his soft bed. It looked so tempting to sleep. It was a canopy bed, but much bigger then any normal bed I have seen, it was draped in the finest silks of red and black, but I didn't let my eyes hit his. I was afraid again.no longer made just scared.

"I wish to talk with you."

"I wish to kill you."

I gave him an evil look as I looked into his cold black eyes. But then it hit me like he had control over me, as I could feel myself walk towards him without me willing to do so.

"Kill me, I find that so amusing.tell me how you wish to do so."

"I-I don't know how."

"Then think before you act. Hm?"

He always had to have the last word, he always had to be smart and quick with his words it was bugging me he was hated by all yet loved by so many. I didn't get it was getting to me. That had to be the only reason.

"Come and lay down with me, drink with me."

"Tempting, but I refuse to come any closer to you!"

"Really?"

I think my fear was giving myself away. I think he wasn't taking me for my words because it seemed to be trying his patients more then getting him boiling mad.

"Come and lay with me Bulma."

"I thought is said No!"

"It's not a question."

"Fine but I still say NO!"

He stood up, he was crossed with me. I turned around as I walked fast to the door only to see him faintly appear in front of me. I shivered but stood my grounds I wasn't going to let him win.

"Let me go!"

"Never!"

I could feel his heated hands wrap around my forearm as he pulled me forcefully to him. It was when his gloved hand touched my cheek could I feel my body boil, I could feel flames pour out of me.I felt my eyes burn into his own.

"Phoenix."

I don't know why but I tried to force my arms from his grip. I could see something burning into his eyes. Possession, control, and lust I felt the cold chills run back into my body as I lost control of my power.

"Come and lay with me."

I didn't answer this time because I new it was useless to try any more; I complied as he pulled me into the silks of his bed. It was as if I were on water at that moment I felt my body drop into the bed as it wrapped around me.

"Drink."

He pulled a wine glass to my lips, they felt frosted I felt frosted, it was when I looked in the mirror to the bed side did I noticed what I looked like, my hair had grown past my shoulder blades, my eyes were a deadly deep blue and my lips were frosted in blue, my skin was so pail now I hardly recognized myself. I drank from the wine goblet that he placed to my lips as I felt my body warm. It tasted so good.it tasted so new. What was it? I though as I tore it from his hands it drank it into guzzle. It felt like it was pouring into my veins it felt so home like to me. It felts so warm and fresh.

"Yes drink."

I felt his gloved hands run up my body, as he smirked at me. I didn't care no I kept drinking this liquid as I felt my hunger for it increase with every second. I felt so in pure that I liked it. It felt like all the good was washing from me with each gulp I took.

Then it hit me.he had been testing me and clearing all emotions but hate. Then why was he touching me why was I feeling this feeling of love cover my body for him. It was weird but I still liked it.

It was when he took the goblet from me did I whimper. I wanted more; I wasn't done with it I need more.

"Shhh.you will have more but you will have to wait because I'm thirsty myself, and I plain of profiling my bodies needs."

I new what he wanted from me, and as stupid as I was I wanted to give it to him.I felt so wanting and inviting that it was killing me. It was when his lips crushed to mine drawling small amounts of blood did I realize what he wanted from me. He wanted to taste my blood.

I wasn't going to let myself live it down as it kissed him back drawing blood from his own lips. It was then my eyes grew big in the goblet it wasn't a liquid of wine it was his blood. It was his blood that was now pouring into my veins. He was drinking my blood as I was drinking his own blood.

Was I drunk from his blood? Was that even possible? Eww how weird was that?



Thanx to:

Hope-Thanx for reviewing again, it means a lot. I'm glad you find it interesting hehehe.

PunkisPurple-I'm going to tell already that I'm going to like reviews from you. And as if you read my mind. When I was writing I was like Kakarott/goku and Angel nah he needs to be a falling angel-an angel wanna be hehehe. Thanks for a wonderful review. ^.~

Venni- I have to totally agree with you on the angel thing. My mother on the other hand won't. But that's okay because it's not her story. Lol. I'm totally into Vampires epically Anne Rice the best writer in the known world. I love writing dark fics because basically I love Goths as well. ^.~ thanx for the review.