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Chapter 3
Pan awakened with a jolt. Mura unlocked the cell door and opened it. She quickly slid something around Pans wrist before Pan could do anything. Instantly Pan felt her ki drop.
"Damn you." Pan murmerd.
Mura smiled unpleasantly. "Welcome to Vegetasei slave."
Pans blood boiled at that. 'I'm nobodys slave.' Pan clenched her fists tightly. 'I'll get them all for this. All of them.'
Mura pushed her along to join the other Chickyuus who were getting off the ship. She kept a tight hold on Pans arm and led her to the front of the group. There were several desks with Saiyajin behind them with computers and datapads.
"Here's the registration form." The Saiyajin behind the desk handed it to Pan. "Fill it out quickly we've got alot of slaves to go."
Glaring at all of them Pan slowly filled out the sheet. She handed it back. The woman snatched it away.
"Taking your dear sweet time are you? You'd better learn to do as you're told or you'll not last a minute."
Mura pulled Pan over to the side. She seemed to be waiting for someone.
"What are you..."
"Be quiet slave. You are not to speak unless spoken to."
Pan tried to raise her ki, but a shock ran through her body. Pan cried out and looked down at the purple metal band around her wrist.
"Saiyajin alloy. Keeps your ki as low as a Chickyuu's. Around five or so. Don't even bother trying, it'll shock you."
"What do ya think I just did dummy." Pan murmered quietly.
"Did you say something to me?" Mura asked coldly.
"No." Pan said flatly.
"You'll need a better attitude than that if you're gonna keep from getting yourself beatin. I've decided to give you to the royal children. The twins are not know to be gentle with disobediant slaves."
Pans heart sank. They were gonna try to break her like a horse. She was an animal to them. An animal that needed to be taught to behave.
"Taro, Yasuo, Manami, come over here." Two young men, who looked almost identical, and a young girl came towards them. They all had the normal Saiyajin dark hair and dark eyes.
"What've we got here?" One of the twins started looking her over. "She's a pretty one, yes." He murmered softly.
"No Yasuo, she's to be a...tool for our cause. Not one of your toys." Mura frowned at him. "But if she is disobidint then I'll let you play with her for a while."
Yasuo's eyes gleamed. Taro rolled his eyes. "Don't let your perverted passions get in the way of our cause brother." He said coldly. "So, is she strong? Or is she to be used for something else."
"Oh she's strong alright. Demi-saiyajin." Mura smiled.
Pan scowled at them all, especially Yasuo, who was still eyeing her.
"Disgusting, but it will serve our purpose." Manami looked at her like she was something nasty she'd stepped in.
"I'm not an it." Pan said coldly.
"She'll need to be broken in, that's for sure." Yasuo grinned. "Yes."
"Oh look, it's the filthy demi-saiyajin princess." Manami scowled as a girl about their age with long blue hair walked into the station. She eyed the slaves heading for the auction houses, she seemed to be counting them. She glanced around and caught sight of the five of them standing there. Her mouth tightened as she headed tosards them.
"Daddy's little girl the princess, coming to rat on us royal children because she's above us, just because King Vegeta picked her B**** of a mother over yours." Manami murmered to Yasuo. Yasuo nodded.
"Hush!" Hissed
"Drop to one knee and put your right fist to your heart." Mura hissed at Pan quietly as the blue haired girl approached. Grudgingly Pan did as she was told. The other four clapped their right fist to their chest and saluted.
"Princess Bra, what a pleasure." Yasuo put on a fake smile and took her hand to kiss it.
"The pleasure is all yours." Bra pulled her hand away from him. "May I ask what you're all doing over here? With an unregistered slave? That's what she is isn't she?"
Pan glared savagely at the ground.
"No I assure you, my princess, she is registered." Mura said.
"Then why is she not headed to the auction blocks? You're not to pick out the ones you like and give them away to people you like. You're very well aware of that Mura, aren't you?"
"Well yes my princess." Mura said uncomfortably. "I was just... asking the royal children if this girl would be a fit gift for you, with the loss of your old personal maid, we thought we might find one specially for you."
Bra looked at her like she clearly did not belive her excuse, but she went along with it anyway. "Well thank you, I'm sure she'll work nicely.Mura handed Bra Pans papers from registration. Come along girl." Bra waved at Pan and began walking away. Pan slowly stood, shaking with rage and followed the princess.
"First we have to get you registered as my servant." The princess began. "What's your name girl?"
"Pan." She said flatly.
"Really? That's an odd name. Anyway I wonder what on earth those horrid jerks wanted with you?"
'My name's odd? Like she should talk with a name like Bra.' Pan thought angrily.
"They were probably gonna let Yasuo use you as one of his concubines. He's disgusting." Bra shivered. "The scary thing is he's not just a pervert, he's strong, and intelligent and he keeps his disguting hobbies quiet. Most of the people like him. If Trunks or I weren't in line for the throne, it'd probably be Yasuo. Though Taro is a little trickyer than him and would probably end up ruling through Yasuo. He'd like it better that way. Manami isn't much better. She's a nasty little slut she is. She at first tried wheedling her way into Trunks' affections, hoping to become queen by marrying him. But he dosen't like that lot anymore than I do."
Pan looked at her horrifyed. "She wanted to marry Prince Trunks? But isn't she his sister?"
"Half sister." Bra said distainfully. "Manami's mother was my fathers first wife, she died when Manami was born, them he married the mother of Yasuo and Taro, father was probably going to name her queen, but then he met mine and Trunks mother. Our mother was named queen, and Yasuo and Taros mother strangely disappeared. It's not ilegal here for halfsiblings to marry one another. It's incouraged in the royal family to strngthen the blood line. Well here's the registration center."
"Hello princess." The saiyajin behind the desk gave the same salute the other saiyajin had. "What can I do for you?"
"This Chickyuu is to be registered as my new personal maid." Bra siad regally.
"Yes my lady right away." He took Pans papers and entered the information in. "All right princess, that's all."
"Thank you." Bra turned and contiued toward the palace. "Come along Pan. Now, you probably don't know many of the rules here. You know how Mura had you bow earlier? You don't have to do that anymore. You're a slave of the royal family, so you only have to salute like everybody else. You have to salute Prince Trunks, me when you are in the presence of others, those horried royal children, my father who you're not likely to see, and forign ambassadors. You're to always adress me and Trunks as Prince Trunks and Princess Bra, or my master or mistress, or my Lady or some other stupid title, same for the royal children." Princess Bra talked on and on as she led Pan to the palace. Pan looked around at everything in wonder. The palace rose up magestically before them.
"Well Pan this is your new home. I'll show you your chambers, they're right next to mine so I can easily call you when I need you. You'll most likely accompany me most of the time." Princess Bra led her down many twisting hallways. "Oh, this is the kitchen," Bra motioned toward the doorway. "You'll come and get most of my meals here and bring them to me in my chambers, unless my father has us all have dinner together, which is very rare. "
Pan glanced into the kitchen, she almost stopped she quickly caught her breath and kept walking. To keep up with Bra. "These are my quarters."
Pan gaped at the regally decorated room but she didn't have much time to gawk.
"Tonight, we're having a great feast in the hall, to honor the Prince Trunks. He's returning from a sucessfull victory over they Icejin, they finally destroyed Icesei. You must help me to get ready. First my hair, I'd like something kind of simple but pretty. I don't want it all done up and fancy like Manamis usually is."
"Umm, alright." Pan said. She'd never really had much experience with this kind of thing. This had always benn Marrons area. But she began to work on it when Bra sat down in the chair.
'I hope I survive this. Maybe she'll kill me if I don't do something the way she likes it. What happened to her old maid? Look on the bright side, you're not being used as Yasuo's sex toy. I'd rather die than have that."
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Chapter 3
Pan awakened with a jolt. Mura unlocked the cell door and opened it. She quickly slid something around Pans wrist before Pan could do anything. Instantly Pan felt her ki drop.
"Damn you." Pan murmerd.
Mura smiled unpleasantly. "Welcome to Vegetasei slave."
Pans blood boiled at that. 'I'm nobodys slave.' Pan clenched her fists tightly. 'I'll get them all for this. All of them.'
Mura pushed her along to join the other Chickyuus who were getting off the ship. She kept a tight hold on Pans arm and led her to the front of the group. There were several desks with Saiyajin behind them with computers and datapads.
"Here's the registration form." The Saiyajin behind the desk handed it to Pan. "Fill it out quickly we've got alot of slaves to go."
Glaring at all of them Pan slowly filled out the sheet. She handed it back. The woman snatched it away.
"Taking your dear sweet time are you? You'd better learn to do as you're told or you'll not last a minute."
Mura pulled Pan over to the side. She seemed to be waiting for someone.
"What are you..."
"Be quiet slave. You are not to speak unless spoken to."
Pan tried to raise her ki, but a shock ran through her body. Pan cried out and looked down at the purple metal band around her wrist.
"Saiyajin alloy. Keeps your ki as low as a Chickyuu's. Around five or so. Don't even bother trying, it'll shock you."
"What do ya think I just did dummy." Pan murmered quietly.
"Did you say something to me?" Mura asked coldly.
"No." Pan said flatly.
"You'll need a better attitude than that if you're gonna keep from getting yourself beatin. I've decided to give you to the royal children. The twins are not know to be gentle with disobediant slaves."
Pans heart sank. They were gonna try to break her like a horse. She was an animal to them. An animal that needed to be taught to behave.
"Taro, Yasuo, Manami, come over here." Two young men, who looked almost identical, and a young girl came towards them. They all had the normal Saiyajin dark hair and dark eyes.
"What've we got here?" One of the twins started looking her over. "She's a pretty one, yes." He murmered softly.
"No Yasuo, she's to be a...tool for our cause. Not one of your toys." Mura frowned at him. "But if she is disobidint then I'll let you play with her for a while."
Yasuo's eyes gleamed. Taro rolled his eyes. "Don't let your perverted passions get in the way of our cause brother." He said coldly. "So, is she strong? Or is she to be used for something else."
"Oh she's strong alright. Demi-saiyajin." Mura smiled.
Pan scowled at them all, especially Yasuo, who was still eyeing her.
"Disgusting, but it will serve our purpose." Manami looked at her like she was something nasty she'd stepped in.
"I'm not an it." Pan said coldly.
"She'll need to be broken in, that's for sure." Yasuo grinned. "Yes."
"Oh look, it's the filthy demi-saiyajin princess." Manami scowled as a girl about their age with long blue hair walked into the station. She eyed the slaves heading for the auction houses, she seemed to be counting them. She glanced around and caught sight of the five of them standing there. Her mouth tightened as she headed tosards them.
"Daddy's little girl the princess, coming to rat on us royal children because she's above us, just because King Vegeta picked her B**** of a mother over yours." Manami murmered to Yasuo. Yasuo nodded.
"Hush!" Hissed
"Drop to one knee and put your right fist to your heart." Mura hissed at Pan quietly as the blue haired girl approached. Grudgingly Pan did as she was told. The other four clapped their right fist to their chest and saluted.
"Princess Bra, what a pleasure." Yasuo put on a fake smile and took her hand to kiss it.
"The pleasure is all yours." Bra pulled her hand away from him. "May I ask what you're all doing over here? With an unregistered slave? That's what she is isn't she?"
Pan glared savagely at the ground.
"No I assure you, my princess, she is registered." Mura said.
"Then why is she not headed to the auction blocks? You're not to pick out the ones you like and give them away to people you like. You're very well aware of that Mura, aren't you?"
"Well yes my princess." Mura said uncomfortably. "I was just... asking the royal children if this girl would be a fit gift for you, with the loss of your old personal maid, we thought we might find one specially for you."
Bra looked at her like she clearly did not belive her excuse, but she went along with it anyway. "Well thank you, I'm sure she'll work nicely.Mura handed Bra Pans papers from registration. Come along girl." Bra waved at Pan and began walking away. Pan slowly stood, shaking with rage and followed the princess.
"First we have to get you registered as my servant." The princess began. "What's your name girl?"
"Pan." She said flatly.
"Really? That's an odd name. Anyway I wonder what on earth those horrid jerks wanted with you?"
'My name's odd? Like she should talk with a name like Bra.' Pan thought angrily.
"They were probably gonna let Yasuo use you as one of his concubines. He's disgusting." Bra shivered. "The scary thing is he's not just a pervert, he's strong, and intelligent and he keeps his disguting hobbies quiet. Most of the people like him. If Trunks or I weren't in line for the throne, it'd probably be Yasuo. Though Taro is a little trickyer than him and would probably end up ruling through Yasuo. He'd like it better that way. Manami isn't much better. She's a nasty little slut she is. She at first tried wheedling her way into Trunks' affections, hoping to become queen by marrying him. But he dosen't like that lot anymore than I do."
Pan looked at her horrifyed. "She wanted to marry Prince Trunks? But isn't she his sister?"
"Half sister." Bra said distainfully. "Manami's mother was my fathers first wife, she died when Manami was born, them he married the mother of Yasuo and Taro, father was probably going to name her queen, but then he met mine and Trunks mother. Our mother was named queen, and Yasuo and Taros mother strangely disappeared. It's not ilegal here for halfsiblings to marry one another. It's incouraged in the royal family to strngthen the blood line. Well here's the registration center."
"Hello princess." The saiyajin behind the desk gave the same salute the other saiyajin had. "What can I do for you?"
"This Chickyuu is to be registered as my new personal maid." Bra siad regally.
"Yes my lady right away." He took Pans papers and entered the information in. "All right princess, that's all."
"Thank you." Bra turned and contiued toward the palace. "Come along Pan. Now, you probably don't know many of the rules here. You know how Mura had you bow earlier? You don't have to do that anymore. You're a slave of the royal family, so you only have to salute like everybody else. You have to salute Prince Trunks, me when you are in the presence of others, those horried royal children, my father who you're not likely to see, and forign ambassadors. You're to always adress me and Trunks as Prince Trunks and Princess Bra, or my master or mistress, or my Lady or some other stupid title, same for the royal children." Princess Bra talked on and on as she led Pan to the palace. Pan looked around at everything in wonder. The palace rose up magestically before them.
"Well Pan this is your new home. I'll show you your chambers, they're right next to mine so I can easily call you when I need you. You'll most likely accompany me most of the time." Princess Bra led her down many twisting hallways. "Oh, this is the kitchen," Bra motioned toward the doorway. "You'll come and get most of my meals here and bring them to me in my chambers, unless my father has us all have dinner together, which is very rare. "
Pan glanced into the kitchen, she almost stopped she quickly caught her breath and kept walking. To keep up with Bra. "These are my quarters."
Pan gaped at the regally decorated room but she didn't have much time to gawk.
"Tonight, we're having a great feast in the hall, to honor the Prince Trunks. He's returning from a sucessfull victory over they Icejin, they finally destroyed Icesei. You must help me to get ready. First my hair, I'd like something kind of simple but pretty. I don't want it all done up and fancy like Manamis usually is."
"Umm, alright." Pan said. She'd never really had much experience with this kind of thing. This had always benn Marrons area. But she began to work on it when Bra sat down in the chair.
'I hope I survive this. Maybe she'll kill me if I don't do something the way she likes it. What happened to her old maid? Look on the bright side, you're not being used as Yasuo's sex toy. I'd rather die than have that."
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Okay, I got a nice long chapter. Please please review! I accept flames! I accept anything! Even if you don't know what to say just write hi or something. Thanks a whole bunch to those of you who have reviewed. How's this I'll give you a cookie it you review for me please?