Disclaimer: Really, I honestly, truly do NOT own any of the Dragon Ball Z
characters...really.
And I would like to apologize, that little note about being in 3rd person
wasn't supposed to be in the last chapter. I changed my mind after writing
the chapter so I'm actually in 1st person still. Sorry.
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I woke up to the worst head-ache I have ever had. I slowly opened my eyes, found that there were lights on that made my head-ache worse, and closed my eyes. I was lying on my back on what felt like a bed of stone.
"I saw that your majesty." I heard.
"What?"
"See, she is awake...Karayan, no!" At that moment I felt someone or something land on me and hands close around my neck. I heard a struggle and the person...or whatever it was, taken off me. "Karayan, you know we must wait until Master Jolon gets back!" Then I heard a sound like a slap...actually several hard slaps.
"I know, but I couldn't resist!"
"Well you should have!" This arguing was not helping my headache.
"Both of you shut up! I need to talk to this girl."
"Don't you dare talk to me like that!" A woman's voice said. "I will tell Jolon the moment he gets here."
"Sorry." Then this Ramiro started talking to me. "So, your majesty, how are you?" I didn't respond. "Oh come on, you can talk to your old friend Ramiro, I was, after all, your tutor." I opened my eyes a little and looked in the direction of the voice.
"You should have let him kill me."
"What? ! The girl I knew would never have said that."
"Well, seeing how I have never seen you before in my life, I'm obviously not the girl you knew."
He laughed. "Don't try that your majesty. We already know that it's you so there's no use in hiding it."
"Oh really, and just who exactly am I?"
"Now your majesty, let's not playing annoying games shall we?"
"I am not playing games. I have never seen you before, but you are under the impression that we've known each other for a long time, therefore you do not know who I am."
Ramiro laughed again. "Oh dear Luna, you forget, I know you better than this."
"Luna? You think I'm Luna? Do I look like Luna?"
"No, but changing appearance is not particularly hard is it now?"
"What about my voice?"
"You and I both know that voice changing is easy, and before you mention power level, of course it's going to be different living on this forsaken planet. Why you chose here to hide I will never know."
I didn't know what to say. I wasn't shocked. No, I had learned to expect anything concerning my mom to be what I least expected (although Vegeta being my uncle was a huge surprise). I was speechless because this guy had an answer for everything. Apparently he thought I was my mother and there was no way around it. 'Okay,' I thought, 'If my mother is the queen or princess or whatever of some planet that is in danger then a decoy might be a good thing. Besides, who knows what I might learn that my mom would have never told me.'
I heard Ramiro laugh again and looked at him hoping that he could not read minds. "Look, I can see the defeat in your face already. That was one thing you could never hide from me Luna: your emotions."
I was confused by this point but decided not to show it. "Whatever," I said. "Look, what am I doing here anyway?"
"Oh come now, your majesty, surely I taught you better than that. You can figure it out for yourself."
"Oh for crying out loud. We need to spill your blood on Tlarneka in order for master Jolon to rule there."
"Kacela!"
"What, I got sick of your useless talk." Ramiro gave her a dirty look.
"You need to what?"
Ramiro looked at me with a bored expression. "Spill your blood."
"I see. And by spill you mean cut my finger or something right?"
"Well, we could cut your finger, but it's easier to kill you by cutting your throat," Karayan said and started laughing hysterically. **************************************************************************** *
"Eat, your majesty."
"No."
"Why not? You know you must eat to live."
"Yeah, but for all I know it's poisined or there's Veritaserum in it or something."
"Veri...what?" Ramiro was confused. I seemed to have that affect on people.
"Veri...never mind. The point is I don't trust you."
"Well would you rather Karayan prepared your food?"
I snorted. "No."
"Well if you don't eat I will allow him to stuff it down your throat. Got it?"
I glared at both Ramiro with the food Karayan snickering in the background. "Fine," I said and allowed Ramiro to feed me. **************************************************************************** ****
"Ramiro, Karayan, Kacela, where's the girl?!?"
Ramiro, Karayan and Kacela dropped what they were doing and sprinted to the door where a huge, dark, creepy-looking guy with a long, dark cape had just walked in.
"Master Jolon, how great to see you alive and well," Ramiro said after falling to his knees and bowing his head. Karayan started kissing Jolon's feet and Kacela walked up to Jolon and merely bowed her head.
Jolon looked down at Karayan with a slightly disgusted look on his face then gave Kacela a slight smile. "So, where is she?"
"Right in here, master." Ramiro then got to his feet, kept his head bowed, and lead Jolon to where I was strapped down in a chair.
"So, Luna, we meet again."
"Jolon." His face fell when I said that.
"It's Master Jolon, in case
you've forgotten."
"Hmm...must have."
"Well remember it."
I thought about this for a second before continuing. "So, Jolon, what exactly am I doing here?"
"It's MASTER Jolon."
"Let's see: I'm strapped in a chair, force fed disgusting food, threatened at every turn and, apparently, I have my death to look forward. So tell me, Jolon, why would I give you any respect whatsoever?"
I expected him to come up with some other smart remark, but instead he slowly dragged very long, very sharp fingernails across my face and neck. "That's why." Then Kacela smirked and Jolon walked away. **************************************************************************** *****
I woke up the next morning to someone picking me up roughly. "What?" I asked barely awake. "Where are we going?" Then I heard laughing.
"You know, for someone who managed to hide from me for twenty-five years, you're not very smart."
I opened my eyes to find Jolon laughing at me. "Whatever," I responded, still not quite awake. I looked around a little more and realized that Karayan was the one carrying me. "What?! Why is this jerk carrying me?" Karayan growled.
"Ramiro can't carry you. I keep him around for his intelligence. And I would never ask Kacela to do such a disgraceful thing."
I looked from Jolon to Kacela. 'What's up with them?' I wondered. Aloud I said, "Why aren't you carrying me?"
"Me? Touch filth like you? I think not."
I rolled my eyes. "A commander in chief that doesn't get his hands dirty. Yeah that's who you want to be following Ramiro."
"Shut up girl," Jolon said menacingly, "Or you will feel my nails against your skin again." I rolled my eyes again but said nothing; I was not ready to experience that again. We were walking-or rather, I was being carried and everyone else was walking-to a rocket-looking thing near the middle of the building.
"Wait a minute, we're not..." I stopped, afraid of the answer.
"Very good, you figured something out. We are going to your home."
'Oh dear,' I thought. 'If we go back to Tlarneka, they're going to kill me. And that won't help anyone. My blood won't work, they'll realize I'm not my mom and they'll come back to Earth to find her. Oh this is not good.' I looked around carefully trying to think of a way out of it.
"That's right; you're going to die." I could feel my face go white as Jolon said that. And I went whiter still as we climbed aboard the spaceship and the launch sequence started. _________________________________________________________________________ Soooooo? Whatdathink? I hope you loved it. I should probably mention that I do not own Veritaserum, also known as truth potion (although that would be rather useful). That belongs to J.K. Rowling.
God bless,
*dopey*
I woke up to the worst head-ache I have ever had. I slowly opened my eyes, found that there were lights on that made my head-ache worse, and closed my eyes. I was lying on my back on what felt like a bed of stone.
"I saw that your majesty." I heard.
"What?"
"See, she is awake...Karayan, no!" At that moment I felt someone or something land on me and hands close around my neck. I heard a struggle and the person...or whatever it was, taken off me. "Karayan, you know we must wait until Master Jolon gets back!" Then I heard a sound like a slap...actually several hard slaps.
"I know, but I couldn't resist!"
"Well you should have!" This arguing was not helping my headache.
"Both of you shut up! I need to talk to this girl."
"Don't you dare talk to me like that!" A woman's voice said. "I will tell Jolon the moment he gets here."
"Sorry." Then this Ramiro started talking to me. "So, your majesty, how are you?" I didn't respond. "Oh come on, you can talk to your old friend Ramiro, I was, after all, your tutor." I opened my eyes a little and looked in the direction of the voice.
"You should have let him kill me."
"What? ! The girl I knew would never have said that."
"Well, seeing how I have never seen you before in my life, I'm obviously not the girl you knew."
He laughed. "Don't try that your majesty. We already know that it's you so there's no use in hiding it."
"Oh really, and just who exactly am I?"
"Now your majesty, let's not playing annoying games shall we?"
"I am not playing games. I have never seen you before, but you are under the impression that we've known each other for a long time, therefore you do not know who I am."
Ramiro laughed again. "Oh dear Luna, you forget, I know you better than this."
"Luna? You think I'm Luna? Do I look like Luna?"
"No, but changing appearance is not particularly hard is it now?"
"What about my voice?"
"You and I both know that voice changing is easy, and before you mention power level, of course it's going to be different living on this forsaken planet. Why you chose here to hide I will never know."
I didn't know what to say. I wasn't shocked. No, I had learned to expect anything concerning my mom to be what I least expected (although Vegeta being my uncle was a huge surprise). I was speechless because this guy had an answer for everything. Apparently he thought I was my mother and there was no way around it. 'Okay,' I thought, 'If my mother is the queen or princess or whatever of some planet that is in danger then a decoy might be a good thing. Besides, who knows what I might learn that my mom would have never told me.'
I heard Ramiro laugh again and looked at him hoping that he could not read minds. "Look, I can see the defeat in your face already. That was one thing you could never hide from me Luna: your emotions."
I was confused by this point but decided not to show it. "Whatever," I said. "Look, what am I doing here anyway?"
"Oh come now, your majesty, surely I taught you better than that. You can figure it out for yourself."
"Oh for crying out loud. We need to spill your blood on Tlarneka in order for master Jolon to rule there."
"Kacela!"
"What, I got sick of your useless talk." Ramiro gave her a dirty look.
"You need to what?"
Ramiro looked at me with a bored expression. "Spill your blood."
"I see. And by spill you mean cut my finger or something right?"
"Well, we could cut your finger, but it's easier to kill you by cutting your throat," Karayan said and started laughing hysterically. **************************************************************************** *
"Eat, your majesty."
"No."
"Why not? You know you must eat to live."
"Yeah, but for all I know it's poisined or there's Veritaserum in it or something."
"Veri...what?" Ramiro was confused. I seemed to have that affect on people.
"Veri...never mind. The point is I don't trust you."
"Well would you rather Karayan prepared your food?"
I snorted. "No."
"Well if you don't eat I will allow him to stuff it down your throat. Got it?"
I glared at both Ramiro with the food Karayan snickering in the background. "Fine," I said and allowed Ramiro to feed me. **************************************************************************** ****
"Ramiro, Karayan, Kacela, where's the girl?!?"
Ramiro, Karayan and Kacela dropped what they were doing and sprinted to the door where a huge, dark, creepy-looking guy with a long, dark cape had just walked in.
"Master Jolon, how great to see you alive and well," Ramiro said after falling to his knees and bowing his head. Karayan started kissing Jolon's feet and Kacela walked up to Jolon and merely bowed her head.
Jolon looked down at Karayan with a slightly disgusted look on his face then gave Kacela a slight smile. "So, where is she?"
"Right in here, master." Ramiro then got to his feet, kept his head bowed, and lead Jolon to where I was strapped down in a chair.
"So, Luna, we meet again."
"Jolon." His face fell when I said that.
"It's Master Jolon, in case
you've forgotten."
"Hmm...must have."
"Well remember it."
I thought about this for a second before continuing. "So, Jolon, what exactly am I doing here?"
"It's MASTER Jolon."
"Let's see: I'm strapped in a chair, force fed disgusting food, threatened at every turn and, apparently, I have my death to look forward. So tell me, Jolon, why would I give you any respect whatsoever?"
I expected him to come up with some other smart remark, but instead he slowly dragged very long, very sharp fingernails across my face and neck. "That's why." Then Kacela smirked and Jolon walked away. **************************************************************************** *****
I woke up the next morning to someone picking me up roughly. "What?" I asked barely awake. "Where are we going?" Then I heard laughing.
"You know, for someone who managed to hide from me for twenty-five years, you're not very smart."
I opened my eyes to find Jolon laughing at me. "Whatever," I responded, still not quite awake. I looked around a little more and realized that Karayan was the one carrying me. "What?! Why is this jerk carrying me?" Karayan growled.
"Ramiro can't carry you. I keep him around for his intelligence. And I would never ask Kacela to do such a disgraceful thing."
I looked from Jolon to Kacela. 'What's up with them?' I wondered. Aloud I said, "Why aren't you carrying me?"
"Me? Touch filth like you? I think not."
I rolled my eyes. "A commander in chief that doesn't get his hands dirty. Yeah that's who you want to be following Ramiro."
"Shut up girl," Jolon said menacingly, "Or you will feel my nails against your skin again." I rolled my eyes again but said nothing; I was not ready to experience that again. We were walking-or rather, I was being carried and everyone else was walking-to a rocket-looking thing near the middle of the building.
"Wait a minute, we're not..." I stopped, afraid of the answer.
"Very good, you figured something out. We are going to your home."
'Oh dear,' I thought. 'If we go back to Tlarneka, they're going to kill me. And that won't help anyone. My blood won't work, they'll realize I'm not my mom and they'll come back to Earth to find her. Oh this is not good.' I looked around carefully trying to think of a way out of it.
"That's right; you're going to die." I could feel my face go white as Jolon said that. And I went whiter still as we climbed aboard the spaceship and the launch sequence started. _________________________________________________________________________ Soooooo? Whatdathink? I hope you loved it. I should probably mention that I do not own Veritaserum, also known as truth potion (although that would be rather useful). That belongs to J.K. Rowling.
God bless,
*dopey*