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Shasti:
I am continuing fic for little princess! For more info, read first
chappie!Chapter Six- Who is she?
"Trunks?"
Trunks
blinked when he heard his name. How... How did she know it? Who was
she? If she knew it... did that mean she really was human?
"You
really don't remember me anymore, do you?"
Trunks looked
at the girl in confusion. He truly had no idea where he should have
met her. Was it back on earth? Or was it at a former master?
The
girl gave a weak giggle at the sight of Trunks' confused face "It's
me, Marron."
"Marron?" The word came out hesitatingly.
Trunks thought a moment. That name sounded familiar. Then his eyes
lit up. "Marron... from Krillen and Eighteen Marron?"
"Yup,
that's me." She smiled weakly at him as she came closer. "God,
what happened to you?"
Trunks lowered his eyes. "I found
out what they called 'punishment'"
"You work as a
slave in the castle?" Marron asked while she started to take a look
at the boy's wounds. "When did you come here? Who do you work
for."
Trunks smiled. "I work for the princess. I arrived
yesterday."
Marron's eyes grew wide. "Two days and
you're already in trouble! What is your punishment... if you don't
mind my asking."
Trunks shook his head a little. He was glad
to have someone he could talk to. She was the first one in this
palace he met who didn't seem to be in a better position than he
was. And even though he hadn't seen her for seven years, he knew
Marron could be trusted... right?
"She said something about
easy."
Marron shook her head. "That can't be true. With
just easy you are released after one beating, at least that's what
I've heard down here."
Trunks looked at her. 'So, the
little princess lied?' He should have expected it and he certainly
shouldn't be surprised about it. Than why did he suddenly feel this
anger? He knew better than to trust his master or mistress. Well, he
didn't want to think about it now. "So, I'm in for another
beating then." She nodded "What else do you know about
punishments?"
"I don't know much about it and I'm not
sure what is true. We hear so much down here. But I thought that
there were four kind of punishments, easy, middle, hard and extreme.
With easy you get one beating, with middle two and with hard three.
It also gives you the intensity of the beatings. I've heard that
after the last beating you're being put in a regeneration tank and
you will be brought back to you master fully healed... Physically
that is."
"And what about extreme?"
Marron
lowered her face and was silent for a moment. Then she whispered
"It's so hard that most don't return. Even though that might
not be the intention."
Trunks tried to think of something
useful to say, but nothing came up. Beaten to death... That was an
experience he hoped he never had to have. After a long while where no
words were spoken, he decided to chance the subject and break the
uncomfortable silence. "Why are you down here, Marron? What did you
do?"
Marron didn't look up right away. When she did she
looked kind of ashamed. Trunks looked hr in her eyes and saw once
more that little girl she had once been, only now she was hurt...
ashamed... what? He didn't know. But he would find out the next
moment.
"The girls down here are kept for... entertainment
for he elite and first class warriors returning from battles."
Again she whispered this. Trunks saw she was going to explain it so
he waited patiently until she was ready. She took a deep breath and
continued. "They often have very little time between their
missions. They have no time for a mate or a family, but they do have
their... you know. That's when they come to us." The last part
was barely hard enough for Trunks to hear.
"God..." That
was simply not right! He never knew there were slaves for that! "How
long... How long have you been here?"
"I'm not sure...
No light comes down here and I don't know if we're being fed
twice a day or three times. Or maybe even once... But it's been 326
meals now."
"You count in meals?" Trunks couldn't help
but give a faint smile. "Man, Goten should hear about
that!"
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Early the next day Nappa was back at
the castle. He had heard of what had happened the other day about the
fight and the punishment of the princess' new slave. He had been
told everything by the princess herself and she also told about the
little piece of 'advice' Burke had given her. He decided to give
the man a little warning.
"So you 'advised' her that,
didn't you."
"Yes, sir." The small guard said
proudly.
"Well, make sure that won't happen
again."
"What? B-but sir, I-I..."
"Is there
something you didn't understand, Soldier?"
The smaller
guard gulped. "N-no sir, I-I understood, sir."
"Good.
Dismissed." The other guard bowed a little to his superior and
hurried away.
Nappa sighed and shook his head. Then he
continued his round.
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Marron and Trunks had
talked a lot while they were together. They told each other about
some of the masters and mistresses they'd had and how much they
wished they were back home, back on earth. Marron told him that her
father was dead. He couldn't accept how his family was taken as
slaves so when they were inside the ship that brought them to this
planet, he'd tried to get them out. He didn't come very far. The
guards quickly grabbed him and beat him to death in front of his
families eyes. Her mother had tried to warn him, but it was all in
vain. After Krillen died Marron started crying and the guards took
her away from her mother. The last she saw of them was her mother
crying over the leftovers of her father's bloody broken body.
She
still had nightmares from that, she was only eight back then.
After
they got something to eat they had decided to try and get to
sleep.
The next day Trunks got another beating. This time it
was even worse. Not only did they hit his upper back, but they also
hit him on his lower back and even on his chest. After the beating he
was put in a regeneration tank, just as Marron had told him, where he
passed out a few moments after the liquid touched his body.
When
he woke up he was back in his bed, alone. He looked down at his chest
and saw that most of the cuts were completely gone. He got out of bed
and walked over to the bathroom. He checked his back in the mirror
and saw a few little scars there, some from beatings before, some
from the last one. He decided to take a shower, hoping he'd feel
better after that. He felt physically okay, but mentally he was still
with the beatings. He realized that his collar had been set back to
it's original state again.
He walked up to his closet and
opened it. He saw that all of the clothes they'd bought yesterday
were here along with some more clothes he didn't recognise. Those
were black. He decided to put on a dark green shirt and black pants,
not because he liked it but because he wasn't in a very good
mood.
Just as he'd put on his pants he heard a knock on the
door.
"Trunks? Are you back yet?"
Trunks sighed
mentally. He didn't really feel like seeing HER now. Nevertheless,
he answered her. She opened the door and came in.
"Trunks,
I..." she didn't say anything more. She just gazed up at him, or
better at his chest. Trunks hadn't put on his shirt yet. The
princess' eyes were kept on his muscular bare chest, her mouth
still hanging open from what she was about to say a moment ago. But
her words were lost in the air.
"Eh, is there something you
wanted, princess?" Trunks asked, quickly putting on his shirt.
Bra blinked as she remembered where she was again. She
murmured something that sounded like 'right...' but Trunks wasn't
sure. "I have been thinking..." she began.
'That must be
a first' Trunks thought sarcastically. 'I'm surprised she
didn't let one of her servants do it for her.' He had no idea why
he thought of her this way now. Part of him told him it was normal,
but an other part told him to give her a chance.
"In three
days daddy will be leaving for some meetings with another planet. I
want you to train me then"
"Eh... Train you, princess?
What do you mean?"
"You know, fighting... martial
arts?"
"But... if I may ask, your highness, why me? I
mean, you have so many elite warriors walking around here. Why not
let one of them train you?"
"Well, that's the whole
point. Daddy doesn't want me to train. He says it's not fit for a
girl to fight, especially not a princess. So he must not know of
this. That's why I want YOU to train me."
'So I can take
the blame when he finds out.'
"So, what do you
say?"
"Does it matter what I say?"
"Nope."
She grinned excitedly. "Well, hurry up and get dressed. I want you
in my room immediately. I want you to clean it."
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Later
that day Trunks was alone in the princess' room. Her father had
called for her. Trunks was still cleaning. He hated that work.
Cleaning wasn't what he was trained for! He still had no idea why
the princess had chosen him and not someone better fit for this work
anyway. Or at least a female. He WAS glad that he didn't have to
work under those bad circumstances anymore, the burning heat, chained
together, thin clothes hardly any water, little food. He didn't
miss that at all but at least he could use his muscles.
There
was a knock and the door opened. The woman from the other day, Sissy,
came in. She wore a dress similar to the one she wore the other day
only this one was green.
Trunks looked up at her. "Ma'am,
the princess is not here."
She smiled. "I know, I just saw
her walking away. I told her I'd meet her outside."
Trunks
nodded and continued with his work, wondering what the woman was
doing here, but not really wondering enough to bother and ask. He
didn't have to for she would tell him soon enough.
Sissy
walked up to the princess' bed and sat down. "I actually came
here to talk to you."
Trunks looked up from cleaning the
floor. He blinked at her before he spoke. "What do you want with
me?"
"Well, I actually wanted to thank you for saving her
the other day." Trunks nodded and tried to continue his work again.
But he didn't get the chance. "I heard what happened and I think
the way she treated you was unfair."
Trunks looked up and
leaned on the broom he was holding. He looked the woman in the eye.
"She's the princess, I'm the slave."
"I never
thought you would think so low of yourself." She got up and walked
to the door. There she stopped and turned back. She gave him a
friendly smile. "Her highness is not so bad once you get to know
her. Just give her a chance." And with that, she
left.
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Next time: Training. The
princess attitude is coming back a little, but only in the
beginning......... :D
Shasti: PLEASE GIVE ME IDEAS!!!!!!! (clears throat) Well, just review plez.
See you in a little while!