Author's Note: Sorry it took so long to get this out to you! I hope you like it and remember to review. Also, big thanks to Aerith, my beta reader.
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Trunks reached over and ran his fingers through Marron`s hair before she slapped his hand away. Tell me what that… that thing was… She sighed.
Trunks sat back a little bit and looked at his mate. Those are ice-jins. They are an ancient race… Very powerful and strong. Trunks sighed in defeat to the truth. They are the reason that my people came to earth.
Marron bit her lip.
They are here because they want their slaves back. Goodness knows what they've done with Goten and the others. He ran the back of his hand across his brow.
Marron watched him. He was extremely pent up and she could tell if they were at the palace, she would already be pinned underneath him, but under the extreme circumstances, things were a bit different.
Go get some sleep. We will start traveling in the morning. He cupped Marron's chin and kissed her deeply.
She wandered to the back of the cave and laid down upon an old blanket, which had probably been used for animals. She shrugged and got as comfortable as she could; she had been a rebel leader, after all.
Trunks watched as she drifted off to sleep and felt himself smile in the slightest bit. If she survived, they would make impressive offspring together.
The night wore on with little noise from outside of the cave. Every now and then he would hear bats flying by or wolves running around, searching for food to bring back to their young.
He would occasionally cast a glance at Marron just to make sure that his mate was still there.
By the break of dawn, there had still been no disturbance of their peace. Trunks stood and stretched before walking outside of the cave to see if he could sense anything.
He had not taken three steps in the open light when a sharp blow hit him just below his neck. He winced in pain as he was gagged from behind and darkness overtook his vision.
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When Trunks awoke, he was in a dark dungeon… his own. His arms and his feet chained him to the wall. He could barely feel his right arm and he had absolutely no feeling in his left side.
He had a rubber ball in his mouth that prevented him from talking or screaming.
Trunks tried to loosen the bonds on his arms, but he was so weak for some reason that remained unknown to him.
He had never been so helpless in his entire life. It was maddening.
Out of the shadows walked an ice-jin of average height. He smirked as he looked over the young prince.
"My my my… you certainly put up less of a fight than we expected from you." A wicked glare danced in his eyes. "Your mate put up more of a fight."
Trunks eyes widened and he once again fought to free himself, causing the ice-jin to laugh coldly.
"Don't worry Prince Trunks, your little whore is safe for now." Another smirk. "Lets just say I've become quite taken by her."
Trunks bit down hard on the gag in his mouth. He searched his mind for Marron; she was there, but she was not conscious.
"Don't worry monkey… I won't kill her for a while yet… Not until she starts to disobey me… then I will simply discard her. I may even keep her for myself forever." He let his eyes wander over Trunks for a moment. "I would ungag you, but I don't think you're weak enough yet. I'll send someone down to feed you later if I'm feeling generous."
"Now, I'm going to go revel in the human I've just found for myself." The ice-jin smiled as he left the cold chamber as quietly as he had come.
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Marron slowly opened her eyes. Her wrists were shackled to a large navy blue bed that she had never seen before. She was in the palace though; she could smell the familiar smells that she had come to expect.
She tried to sit up, but her restraints would not allow her hardly any movement at all.
She looked around the room as danger flags began to go off in her mind. The last thing she remembered was fighting one of the white demon creatures before she was shot in her side with some kind of laser.
A door opened in the room and a shorter white creature walked up to her and ran his icy white hand down her cheek. Marron tried to move away from his touch, but he grabbed her face in his hand and held her still as he forced his tongue into her mouth.
She bit down on his tongue, much like she had done with Trunks not so long ago.
The thing let out a roar of anger and backed away from her for only a moment. He returned and climbed up on her. "I'm your new master now, human, so you would do wise to obey my every wish."
Marron bared her teeth. "And if I refuse?"
The ice-jin ran his hand up her bare abdomen. "Then I kill the prince. I know you have no fear of death, but I would make you watch before I sold you when we arrive back on my planet." He leaned down and licked at her exposed nipple before biting down on it.
Marron cried out at the unexpected pain.
The monster moved over her and began to touch her as her mind reeled.
Trunks could hear her now, loud and clear. She was defenseless and being taken advantage of. It sent him into a rage knowing that someone else was laying their hands on his mate, and hurting her no less.
He had to get her out of there somehow.
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Marron pulled a sheer white shirt about her breasts when she awoke in the morning. She had to find Trunks. She had to know he was all right. She knew he was alive through the bond, but she had to see it with her own eyes.
The monster who had reveled in her pain had revealed himself to be Frieza, king of the ice-jins. He walked into the room and smirked at Marron; obviously pleased with the pain he had put her through.
"He is in the dungeons. Clean him up a bit while you're down there, but don't try anything funny, or he'll pay for it… and I would almost feel bad with the shape he's in." He threw a wet rag at Marron and a small sponge.
As Marron made her way down the stairs, she fought the horrible feeling that what she found would make her sick to her stomach, (almost everything seemed to do that nowadays).
After going through many empty rooms, Marron finally found her mate, unconscious and hanging from the wall.
She blinked back her tears as she approached him and began to dab at his face with the sponge. He was covered in blood, and she could smell that it was indeed his own.
Trunks mumbled something incoherent as she wiped away the blood from above his lips.
"Shhh… It will be ok, Trunks." She whispered. Marron turned to look at his side; it was completely ripped apart, from his armpit down to his hipbone was exposed flesh and guts.
She felt herself begin to shake and allowed the tears to flow silently down her pale cheeks. It was a wonder he was still alive.
Marron looked up at his face and removed the gag. It was probably making it even more difficult for him to breathe.
She very slowly and very carefully began to dab at the open wound on her mate's side, terrified that she would cause him to begin bleeding again. With much caution, she reached up and tore his shirt down the front before gently removing it from his body.
He moaned in response. "Marron…" It was barely audible.
She looked up and ran her finger over his cold lips. She would come back later with gauze to wrap him with and a shirt to keep him warm.
"MARRON!" Freiza's voice echoed through the dungeon.
She looked at the door in annoyance, dabbed at the wound a few more times, and kissed Trunks` lips quickly and gently before rushing out of the hall.
She had to get him out of here.
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A/N: Ok, that's all for now! I hope you liked it and remember to review!
