Bulma slowly opened her eyes and looked around. It was dark, why was it
dark? Again she looked around; the soft silk that surrounded her made her
cold skin fell nice and soft. She pushed at the lid and surprisingly it
came open with ease. Bulma sat up slowly, but stopped midway. A stake was
pressed against her chest and a man that looked like Yamcha sat above her,
"I don't know why my ancestors wanted you free from your nightmare, you probably killed thousands by now, but I will free you from your hell." The man raised a hammer above his head and Bulma looked confused, then he drove the stake into her heart and she knew no more in this world...
Else where Vegeta woke with a start, weak as he was he knew that his onna was no longer in the living world, he smirked, closed his eyes, and went back to sleep...
Bulma woke in hell. Yes hell. Looking around she frowned at all the activity. She stood up, brushed her navy cloak off...wait...navy cloak? Looking down at her attire she frowned. She was wearing nothing but blue. Even her black outfit had turned to soft blue cotton. She frowned and looked around again. She saw a ticket booth or something like a ticket booth near by where she stood. Looking down again she noticed that she was again still wearing that navy blue, she sighed but did like most everybody else here was doing and headed straight for the ticket booth. She was in a long line and noticed that most everybody in the line had been waiting a long time. She sighed, she would be here an eternity, but at least she looked nice.
Vegeta grinned as he opened his eyes. At least he now knew where the onna was. He stretched his arms and legs in side the new coffin and opened the lid. Getting out he headed down toward the basement. He knew where the onna was and where she was going to go. He grinned. Entering the living hell he walked down the stairs. People bowed at him and he nodded at them. They went about their work as normal. He looked around the place; it looked like your normal average everyday mall except.hallowenish. Not only that, but everyone was classified by robes, yellow and white being the worse, black, blue and purple being the highest. He looked around for the onna, finding her in line he grinned and stalked toward her. Her back was too him, so she didn't notice him until it was too late.
Wrapping his arms around her waist he put his chin on her shoulder and whispered in her ear. He did this so fast it looked as if he just appeared there.
"You don't want to go through there onna," he grinned when she jumped, not even noticing the extra weight on her shoulder,
"What are you doing here?" she growled,
"Taking you home, with me, where you belong of course." He pulled her from the line and brought her toward his home, his real home in the living hell. She protested against this but he didn't heed her words and soon they were entering a very large and a very stone castle. Everywhere she looked there was nothing but stone here and stone there. She frowned as she was dragged up the stairs toward a large room.
"Where are we going, I demand to be set free!" she shouted, but no one paid any attention to her. She growled as she yanked on her hand but to no avail. She was really starting to get pissed off! Growling she gave an almighty tug and yanked her arm back. Vegeta stopped in his tracks and looked over to see her standing there glaring,
"Do I have to do this the hard way onna?" he replied, she glared, "My Chibi Hakari, when will you learn? You are my new mate, from now and ever more, you cannot leave here without accepting it, as a matter of fact, if I'm right, and I usually am, you cannot leave my presence until then. I think the range you can walk away from me is oh...ten feet, give or take a few inches." Vegeta's smirk grew as he watched the onna freeze in her tracks as she walked away from him. She glared at him as he began walking forward once again and she was forced to follow him. She glowered at him and glared at the back of his head as he headed for the bedrooms up stairs. She tried to struggle against this, but again to no avail...
Yamcha the III looked around, he could not find the beautiful onna anywhere. He cursed his luck as he scanned the room, then he set fire to the coffin. Once this was over, he sighed heavily and left the old abandoned cottage...
Bulma stopped in her tracks. Was it her or was it getting warm in here? She sighed and shook it off as something a strange vampire like herself had to go through every once in a while. When they entered the bedroom she spotted Vegeta removing his shirt.
"Just what do you think your doing?" she glared at him as sweat beaded her brow,
"Getting a bath, what does it look like?" he said casually. She turned her back to him, spotting an old fashioned tub in the corner of the room and faced the wall. She felt hotter then ever.
"See something you like?" Vegeta teased, but when she didn't respond to his bait he frowned. Walking over in his boxers he saw how she leaned against the stone as if burning up. He reached out and touched her skin; it was burning hot. He cursed her and swung her into his arms, he kicked open his bran new coffin and deposited her inside. Phasing out and phasing in quickly he put bags of sealed ice around her, stalling the burning of her coffin, his old coffin. He phased to his old coffin and found it charred, but the flames were cooling off as the onna was. Mumbling a spell under his breath he put the flames out, but the coffin was beyond repair. Still, he gathered the coffin up, what was left of it, and fazed back to their room.
He magically lit several candles and began a transfer process. Unlike when someone claims another's coffin, when one has been destroyed beyond repair, they must transfer to another coffin. Sharing a coffin was risky but right now Vegeta didn't have the time to go and find a new one for her. He would just have to do this his way for now and then they would find another one. He watched as the remains of the onna's coffin crumbled before his eyes and began mumbling the spell. A coffin to a vampire is like food to a human. It is needed to live. The coffin holds a vampire's life force in it, its what keeps a vampire preserved in their forms when they were bitten. Without it a vampire would die. Now it is possible for a vampire to live without a coffin, but it is very difficult and doesn't happen often. Without a coffin a Vampire could not heal, could not get stronger in order to survive in the Vampiric world. Vegeta frowned as he concentrated; he hoped that this would work...
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So what do you think of this chapter? Please R&R!
Tabi Chan
"I don't know why my ancestors wanted you free from your nightmare, you probably killed thousands by now, but I will free you from your hell." The man raised a hammer above his head and Bulma looked confused, then he drove the stake into her heart and she knew no more in this world...
Else where Vegeta woke with a start, weak as he was he knew that his onna was no longer in the living world, he smirked, closed his eyes, and went back to sleep...
Bulma woke in hell. Yes hell. Looking around she frowned at all the activity. She stood up, brushed her navy cloak off...wait...navy cloak? Looking down at her attire she frowned. She was wearing nothing but blue. Even her black outfit had turned to soft blue cotton. She frowned and looked around again. She saw a ticket booth or something like a ticket booth near by where she stood. Looking down again she noticed that she was again still wearing that navy blue, she sighed but did like most everybody else here was doing and headed straight for the ticket booth. She was in a long line and noticed that most everybody in the line had been waiting a long time. She sighed, she would be here an eternity, but at least she looked nice.
Vegeta grinned as he opened his eyes. At least he now knew where the onna was. He stretched his arms and legs in side the new coffin and opened the lid. Getting out he headed down toward the basement. He knew where the onna was and where she was going to go. He grinned. Entering the living hell he walked down the stairs. People bowed at him and he nodded at them. They went about their work as normal. He looked around the place; it looked like your normal average everyday mall except.hallowenish. Not only that, but everyone was classified by robes, yellow and white being the worse, black, blue and purple being the highest. He looked around for the onna, finding her in line he grinned and stalked toward her. Her back was too him, so she didn't notice him until it was too late.
Wrapping his arms around her waist he put his chin on her shoulder and whispered in her ear. He did this so fast it looked as if he just appeared there.
"You don't want to go through there onna," he grinned when she jumped, not even noticing the extra weight on her shoulder,
"What are you doing here?" she growled,
"Taking you home, with me, where you belong of course." He pulled her from the line and brought her toward his home, his real home in the living hell. She protested against this but he didn't heed her words and soon they were entering a very large and a very stone castle. Everywhere she looked there was nothing but stone here and stone there. She frowned as she was dragged up the stairs toward a large room.
"Where are we going, I demand to be set free!" she shouted, but no one paid any attention to her. She growled as she yanked on her hand but to no avail. She was really starting to get pissed off! Growling she gave an almighty tug and yanked her arm back. Vegeta stopped in his tracks and looked over to see her standing there glaring,
"Do I have to do this the hard way onna?" he replied, she glared, "My Chibi Hakari, when will you learn? You are my new mate, from now and ever more, you cannot leave here without accepting it, as a matter of fact, if I'm right, and I usually am, you cannot leave my presence until then. I think the range you can walk away from me is oh...ten feet, give or take a few inches." Vegeta's smirk grew as he watched the onna freeze in her tracks as she walked away from him. She glared at him as he began walking forward once again and she was forced to follow him. She glowered at him and glared at the back of his head as he headed for the bedrooms up stairs. She tried to struggle against this, but again to no avail...
Yamcha the III looked around, he could not find the beautiful onna anywhere. He cursed his luck as he scanned the room, then he set fire to the coffin. Once this was over, he sighed heavily and left the old abandoned cottage...
Bulma stopped in her tracks. Was it her or was it getting warm in here? She sighed and shook it off as something a strange vampire like herself had to go through every once in a while. When they entered the bedroom she spotted Vegeta removing his shirt.
"Just what do you think your doing?" she glared at him as sweat beaded her brow,
"Getting a bath, what does it look like?" he said casually. She turned her back to him, spotting an old fashioned tub in the corner of the room and faced the wall. She felt hotter then ever.
"See something you like?" Vegeta teased, but when she didn't respond to his bait he frowned. Walking over in his boxers he saw how she leaned against the stone as if burning up. He reached out and touched her skin; it was burning hot. He cursed her and swung her into his arms, he kicked open his bran new coffin and deposited her inside. Phasing out and phasing in quickly he put bags of sealed ice around her, stalling the burning of her coffin, his old coffin. He phased to his old coffin and found it charred, but the flames were cooling off as the onna was. Mumbling a spell under his breath he put the flames out, but the coffin was beyond repair. Still, he gathered the coffin up, what was left of it, and fazed back to their room.
He magically lit several candles and began a transfer process. Unlike when someone claims another's coffin, when one has been destroyed beyond repair, they must transfer to another coffin. Sharing a coffin was risky but right now Vegeta didn't have the time to go and find a new one for her. He would just have to do this his way for now and then they would find another one. He watched as the remains of the onna's coffin crumbled before his eyes and began mumbling the spell. A coffin to a vampire is like food to a human. It is needed to live. The coffin holds a vampire's life force in it, its what keeps a vampire preserved in their forms when they were bitten. Without it a vampire would die. Now it is possible for a vampire to live without a coffin, but it is very difficult and doesn't happen often. Without a coffin a Vampire could not heal, could not get stronger in order to survive in the Vampiric world. Vegeta frowned as he concentrated; he hoped that this would work...
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So what do you think of this chapter? Please R&R!
Tabi Chan