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Assassins, How We Got Here, Chapter 5 A Lovely Night and the New Age Dragoons

Rose was amused. Bulma had been quickly progressing through her training. She was definatly coming along faster than the others. She would make a great Dragoon one day. Though, Dart was another case. He has been slacking badly, he's too obsesed with that girl of his. Ah well, they have no clue after all, she didn't blame them. The time was coming, you snooze you lose, his fault not her's.

Rose sighedthey would never be ready. Only Albert and Bulma had been deemed worthy by Rose, being a protector of man was no laughing matter. :::Soon::: she thought, :::Soon they will become the leaders, Red Dragoon of the Red Dragon, and White Dragoon of the Pure Dragon. Then I will no longer be required to work with them, they will experience extreme understanding of true power and therefore be stronger than they ever could have been as a normal human. The only problem is her fifth birthday approaches. That will be the test, make or break. Either she can withstand pain, torment, embarsement, and all the other un-holy emoitons that rape causes a child, or she can't.::: Rose really didn't want to put her through this, she really didn't. But if Bulma wanted to become a true leader, she would have to know pain and torture. There was no other way. Plus she couldn't go against fate, a.k.a. The Prophacy.

Kongol was smart in giving her the bird. It will help her in the end. It might be the only thing that will save her, it could be that one little detail always overlooked by the one that wanted to cause the pain. Oh well, shit happens.

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Bulma was nervous, and working harder than ever. Her birthday was in three days, she only had three days...

She had since told her true feeling to Albert and they were now dating. But Bulma was scared. What if after this she would never want to touch another man? What if it permantly damaged her? What if she became so miserable and embarassed that she killed herself? Poor Albert, this will be hell for him.

She had asked her friends to get her no presents this year, the only thing she wanted for her birthday was to be alone, to not see any of her friends, they understood, and complied. She was still trying to emotionally prepare herself. She didn't want this to happen, not to her, why her?

"Hey B! What's wrong?" Albert asked pulling her into a warn embrace and giving her a kiss on the cheek.

"Nothing, I'm just thinking," she said returning the kiss. "Listen, can I come over tonight like at six?" She asked.

"To the castle? I thought you hated it there! I thought you didn't like being treated different just cause you were dating the Prince of your people?" he asked curiously. He had only gotten her to go to the castle once, and only by threat from his mother.

"Yeah, we need to..umm...talk," she said a little shyly (sp?).

"Talk huh?" he said. 'Oh Shit' he thought, he knew what that meant.

"Yeah..t-talk, like talk talk," she said with a goofy ''I'm caught'' grin.

"Sure, I'll wait for you....Can we not talk here?" he asked hopefully, he hated waiting.

"NO! I....I mean no, not here," she said looking the other way. Obviously he hadn't caught the hint. Ah, well. Bigger suprise I guess.... "Well, we should train," she said still not looking at him.

"Yeah...train..." he said gloomily. After eleven months, she was going to break up with him, well he didn't blame her. After what is going to happen to her, he'll be suprised if she'll ever look at another guy again. She is NOT one of her sisters after all. So she's not a slut. Well, he had enjoyed it while it lasted.

And so they trained. And trained and trained... Rose finally had to pull everyone apart because they didn't want to stop. Bulma would need her strength for what she was about to.

"Hey Bulma!" Albert yelled, following her. "What's up," he asked, noting her dazed state.

"N-Nothing..." she said looking up at him in suprise like she hadn't seen him before then (which she hadn't)

"Are you ready love? he asked. 'That's right Albert, act like you don't know anything, pretend everythings fine,' he thought to himself, trying to keep a smile on his face, 'maybe she won't break up with you right now, you showed her how strong you were at practice eariler.'

"...Yeah, I'm ready," she said looking away.

'Oh. Shit.' was Albert's thought. Albert's limo pulled up outside of the training grounds, it's door opening awaiting their arrival.

"Albert...did that just open....?" she asked.

"Yes, it's computerized," he said raising an eyebrow.

"Oh, okay..." she said looking at the door warily. They got in, Bulma looking at the door the whole time she went through it. After they went through, Albert sat down, Bulma stayed on her knees.

"What is it lovely?" he asked, eyeing her suspiciously.

"Albert, I'm not going to break up with you," she stated. Albert realaxed.

"Okay, then what?" he asked a little more kindly, he didn't realise he had been speaking harshly moments before until now.

"Well. Albert. Tomorrow is my fifth birthday," she said looking at the floor of the limo, tracing the intresting designs with her fingers.

'Suicide' Albert thought in horror. Bulma erupted with laughter, she was pretty good at guessing Albert's thoughts, this one was classic. Though, moments later she realised she couldn't stop laughing...It wasn't that funny, maybe it was because she was so nervous.

After she calmed herself down (about ten minutes later) she looked him in the eye, still smiling. "NO Albert I'm not going to kill myself. Listen, make no assumptions please, I turn five tomorow, I want an early birthday present, one I know you can give to me..."

"Anything!!" he cut in.

"DON'T inturupt me please. Now, I know I'm young, but I don't want him to have it, he can't! I won't let him. I know we're both young, but I'm begging you, see it my way please," she said looking into his eyes.

"What are..."

"WERE HERE!" the driver called from the frount, he had (of course) heard every word, he knew where this was going, he knew everything about the poor little girl, but was forebidden to tell the king by the prince. He was kinda happy for the girl, she was young yes, but it was better than the alternative.

The door opened, they got out, Bulma walked with Albert nervously to the castle. "Let's go see my paernts and..."

"NO! They must not know I'm here," she said with a desperate look in her eye.

"...Okay..." he said. They silently walked up to his room, which took a while, he lived on the very top floor. Thankfully his parents live three floor down, Albert like his privacy.

As soon as the door snapped shut Bulma pounced Albert, and tackled him onto the bed.

"Albert...., tomorrow..... I turn..... five," she said through passionate kisses. ( A/N I know people sick yes, but don't think of it that way, it is vital to the story I promise) "But I WILL NOT let him ruin me!" she said sitting up. She stood up next to the bed and looked him in the eyes (A/N lets make this easier for you) she stood up to full height, yet she didn't appear to stop there. She lifted Albert to his feet, standing him right next to her. She kept growing until she was barely under his five and a half feet. Her eyes became a silvery color, as did her hair. Parts on her body began to grow that she shouldn't have until she was at least twelve, frount and back. Albert's eyes widened. Her cheeks became flushed seemingly embarrsed, her lips full and red. She had completed her transformation.

Bulma began stronking is cheek. "You, Albert, Prince of Sederio, are the man I love, the man I will marry, the man I yearn for. Do not let him ruin me," she whispered in a very soft and angelic voice. Albert was half expecting feathery white wings to appear on her back.

She slowly slid off her training clothes, reveling her more-than-angelic body. Albert had long since fell on the bed, now he almost slipped off, he couldn't begin to comprehend what was going on!

"Albert, don't let him ruin me, please," she said crawling on the bed. He began to back off until she pressed her weight on his body. She kissed his neck, slowly sliding her hands to his belt.

(Kay, you SHOULD know where to find this right? Profile? Lemon that is!)

To say Bulma enjoyed her first time would be like saying Star Wars was an OKAY movie (gasp!). It was such a mind blowing experience that she couldn't move (rather THEY couldn't move) afterwards. Yes, it was a little painful, but it was very much worth it. So she sat in her prince's arms for hours, in a dazed state, wondering how something so forebidden and sinful, and supposedly nasty (according to everyone she knew) was so blissful! Finally she found peace and fell asleep in her beloved's arms, dreaming very VERY pleasent dreams.

...And that was how they were found by Albert's parent's, dirty, naked, blanketless, and sleeping peacefully next to each other. His mother was furious, to think he would CHEAT on his FUTURE QUEEN with a slut like THAT was preposterous! But her father recognised her right away, he knew she was one of the Breifs's kids, knowing of their shapeshifting ability. So he escorted his fuming wife out of the room to explain. Obviously the queen was a little embaressed about her thoughts, but she didn't say a word about it.

When they came down to leave, the queen insisted that she stay for breakfast. The queen was quite young, she was thirteen when she had Albert, leaving her at a young twenty-seven. Her and her husband's wedding had been arranged. She didn't mind though, she loved him either way. So Bulma sat and listened to the queen ramble on about marriage (which is the reason why she hated coming here in the first place) and was a little suprised when she was told they would be married next week...well suprised would be an understatement really...

"Married!" Bulma exclaimed.

"Of course! Did you think after how we found you this morning we would let you just get away with it? No! You will marry my son...is there any problem with that?" the queen asked raising an eyebrow.

"N-no, but my father won't allow it! You can try to talk him into it, but I doubt he'll comply...and please don't tell him WHY you want me to marry Albert...he won't like that too much..." she said blushing, NO ONE was supposed to find out.

"Of course not. We'll talk to him and, well he can't really say NO to me. I AM the queen after all," she said a little chipper. She liked the idea of her little boy getting married.

Bulma and Albert ran from the house, eager to get away from the overly excited mother/ future mother-in-law.

"Well, well, what do we have here?" Rose asked in her prettily accented voice.

"Huh?" Bulma asked her eyes opening wide in misunderstandment.

"I figured you'd be...home," Rose said raising an eyebrow.

"Ah, that. I didn't go home last night. So I'm here, my dad is probably preoccupied with Albert's parents at the moment...we're getting married..." she said and cringed, preparing herself.

"WHAT!!" everyone yelled.

"Bulma that's great!!" Meru said coming over to her and taking her hands. "I'll be the bridesmaid right?" she asked with a big smile on her face.

"Uhhh," Bulma replied.

"Don't be silly!" Shana said from Dart's lap. Everyone here knows it will be me!" she said. They WERE closer than her and Dart at a point...at a point.

"Naww, it'll be ME!" Haschel joked, earning a punch from the spunky Meru.

"Actually....I was hoping Rose would do it...Rose?"

"Sure. Why not?" Rose said neutrally, but her insides were doing back flips. 'They really DO like me! I thought it was only because I could fight...well it has been ten thousand years since I had real friends..why not now?' she thought smiling outwardly. (A/N I looked it up it IS ten thousand years hee hee.) About that time Pheonix came swooping down, scolding her master for not coming home.

"Sorry Pheonix, I just got busy last night, I'll tell you about it later okay?" Bulma said with a laugh. Pheonix gave an irratated ruffle of feathers in response but dropped it. She'd really learned to love her master over the past year.

"Well, that's all for the better, that you're here I mean. Everyone, please follow me, you may argue about who will be the best man on the way," Rose said, smirking about the look on Albert's face.

"Yeah, who Al?'' Dart asked looking at him intrested.

"Lavitz of course! I've only been friends with him since I was in diapers!" Albert said. 'DUHHH!' he thought. Dart nodded. Lavitz jumped and gave Albert a big hug.

"Dude, this means I get to touch Rose!!!" Lavitz whispered excitedly. Rose heard, but chose to ignore it.

"HURRY!" she snapped and began running as fast as she could, they easily kept her in sight they've done this before, many times actually. They rushed past the city fairly quickly. After the city was the black forest. Rose suddenly stopped and began walking like she'd done it the whole way there, not skipping a beat. Everyone else however, was out of breath.

Rose weaved in and out of the trees, searching for something apparently. They walked for thirty minutes, everyone silent, though they weren't sure why. Rose finally found it. It was a large cave-like hill in the middle of the forest. She stood by the opening.

"Enter," she said simply. And they complied, all except Bulma, she was a little wary of the cave. It seemed familiar and she wasn' t sure where she'd seen it but she had. But she obliged, trusting her friend/bridesmaid. Boy that sounds weird...

At first the cave was pitch black, except from the light from outside; then Rose closed a door that seemingly came out of nowhere. After that the whole room? place? cave? lit up. It was utterly AMAZING! There were majestic paintings on the walls and ceiling and floor. Paintings of strange humans in strange armor.

The armor was very strange indeed. It was like nothing Bulma had ever seen before. It was pure steel with strange symbol- like inscriptions on them. They also had wings (wheather it was the armor or the strange being with the wings she couldn't tell, but there were wings.) The armor was really really thick. There was green armor, white armor, red, blue, violett, gold, platnium, and black? Or was it dark purple? WAIT! The one with dark purple armor looked exactly like...like Rose... And the Red, looked a lot like Dart...this was weird.

"Welcome, Dragoon cantidates, to the Dragon's laier," Rose said with that eerie tone only she was capable of. "Today. Today, you will be seperated, men from boys and the women from the girls. There are eight of you and seven Dragoon spirits, one will not become one of the privliged Dragoons. Please step on the red line and hold out your hands. I will uncover this case and the spirits will choose who they will be weilded by," Rose said, again in the eerie voice. The room changed her somehow. Everyone complied. She slowly walked over to a glass container and took off her necklace. She took the strange gem and held it to the glass case. It dissappeared. Eight round gems, much like Rose's rose into the air. The first one to move was the red one. It flew towards Dart and gently landed in his hand.

"Dart. You are the leader, Dragoon of the Red-Eyed Dragon element fire," Rose said not looking at him. The second moved, it was the white one. It flew towards Shana and gently settled into her hands.

"Shana, you are the Dragoon, dragon tamer of the Healing Dragon. You will have healing powers this day forth." The third went to Kongol, it was gold.

"Kongol, weilder of the Powerful Golden dragon. You have unmatchable strenght. Element Earth" The fourth went to Meru, it was blue.

"Meru, fair maiden of the lake. You wield the Blue water dragoness, treat her well. Element water. " The fifth went to Haschel, it was violett.

"Haschel, you old fool. You weild the thunder god now. Treat the young dragoness with great caution, you are far too old in my opinion." The sixth went to Albert, it was a very beautiful green color.

"Albert, ruler of nature, you rule the peaceful Dragon, son of mother nature. Element wind." The last just hovered. The last was silver, it was either Bulma or Lavitz, who would it choose? Finally it moved...but in the wrong direction. It moved towards the other side of the room where a man with silver hair sat. He out stretched his hand and let it fall.

"Lloyd. Weilder of the Dragon King: The Divine dragon. No force is greater than yours. Choose your side Lloyd. Choose it wisely." Rose said with pursed lips, this was definatly unfortunate, he was with the evil side as far as she knew.

"I choose to be with you, love," Lloyd said. "Now tell the story so we can leave."

"Fine then. Now you will learn of your heritage" the room swirled into many many colors until it all focuses on one picture. In the picture was a man holding his hands high above him, while eight humans sat in the background looking a little smug, one of them looked like Rose.

"It all started ten thousand years ago, when the winglys ruled over the humans. We were used as slaves to the evil creatures (someone behind Bulma gasped again). The humans finally got tired of being their pets, so one brave man, by the name of Emperor Diaz stood up. He voiced his opinion to the world of the humans and rallied every last one to battle. Eight of these humans, eight young, strong, and healthy humans were the Dragoons. Well, five were humans, there was also one giganto, and two winglys working with the resistance. They were the leaders of battle, they led all of the humans against the evil winglys. They suffered many losses, losses of thier own, of their dragons, and eventually of their leader. I was one of them."

A/N Bum Bum Bum...seen that comming. lol Well What did ya think? Long enough?

Next time (I only do these when I know what's gonna happen): Rose tells the sad storie of the Dragoons and of her past lover. She tells of the ten thouand years she livd throigh and of the future. Bulma "celebrates" her birthday at home (grimaces). Check up on Veggie (maybe) and a prophacy (maybe).