Author's Note: Another heart-throbbing chapter of Revenge for all of you little muffins to feast your dissatisfied fan fiction reading eyes upon. I hope you enjoy this chapter. :)

Revenge
By: Vegeta's Blue-Haired Angel

Chapter 3:

Bulma hissed as she tried to apply adhesive wrap to her leg. A dark chuckle came from near the window. Bulma froze, as though she were a deer in headlights. She closed her eyes, hoping that it was simply her imagination.

"Praying will do you no good, onna." He laughed at her, grabbing her shoulder, "I would suggest getting up and facing me, or would like me to do the honors?"

She shivered as his gloved hand ran up her neck. She stood and turned towards the thing that had become her worst nightmare.

"What is it you want from me?" Bulma stuttered, her small fists shaking slightly. He laughed again, before his face, quickly, curled into a sneer. He grabbed her by the hair and crushed his lips to hers.

"You will never gain control over me, onna." He whispered bitterly into her ear. Bulma closed her eyes. She was going to die! She had a feeling in the pit of her stomach that something would happen, and here it was… happening! "I hate you," she whispered as his lips brushed over hers. He pulled back as though he were burned.

"Good." He smirked.

He seemed different that night, altered from the first night he had taken her. She closed her eyes as she let the vivid pain start to ebb away. He lay on top of her, his breathing ragged.

She felt his hands make their way up to her arms, holding a shoulder in each calloused hand. His grip made her teeth grind, yet he stared at the pillow next to her unblinking, as though he were in a trance.

As he stare down at the woman below him, he could have thought that he saw a gold aura emanate from her body; not an aura of energy, but of pure light, it seemed. His eyes rolled to the back of his head, and he slumped down on top of her. She needed to move him, otherwise his hulking muscles would crush her into the mattress. She whimpered in pain as every nerve in her body screamed with a throbbing ache.

Finally, he dropped to the side of her, almost sliding off the bed. She needed to get away from him. She needed to… kill him. She had no sympathy for this creature, and would show him about as much as he had shown her.

As he stare down at the woman below him, he could have thought that he saw a gold aura emanate from her body; not an aura of energy, but of pure light, it seemed. His eyes rolled to the back of his head, and he slumped down on top of her. She needed to move him, otherwise his hulking muscles would crush her into the mattress. She whimpered in pain as every nerve in her body screamed with a throbbing ache.

Finally, he dropped to the side of her, almost sliding off the bed. She needed to get away from him. She needed to… kill him. She had no sympathy for this creature, and would show him about as much as he had shown her.

Author's Note: Uh-oh! Bulma's on the rampage! What will her devious mind hold for us in future chapters? Well, you'll just have to stick in there, and hang on until I post the next chapter, now won't you? XD