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Before you read this, you should know I have no religion and I don;t believe in any god (sorry if I just insulted anyone, been brought up this way), but it has to do with later events in this story.

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"Good lord! What's happened to you?" A small, chubby, middle-aged woman with graying brown hair asked.

After she had reached the palace, Videl was brought to one of the slave's quarters in the palace. Two human slaves welcomed her and were ordered to give her a bath and to take care of her further. She would be under their supervision until she went to the generals home. Right now Videl was standing undressed in the middle of the room with a wooden floor, wooden ceiling and gray walls. The room was sober and the only things furnishing it was a washtub, a table, a few chairs, a ragged rug and a fire place. From what Videl had seen from the palace so far, this was entirely different. She was amazed by the shining halls, the gold and silver everywhere, the huge statues, dark-colored paintings and the immense size of everything. Each and every thing was at least twice the size she was used to, as if it were built for giants. But compared to the slave quarters, these quarters were tiny and dull.

Videl heard the words of the woman and just smiled her while the cold made her shake heavily. She was aware of the fact that she looked terrible, thanks to her former master. He would only give her food twice a day, which was a very meager portion of porridge in the morning and potatoes, old bread and milk in the evening. Sometimes she would receive a tiny piece of meat or fish, but that only happened four times in the six months she'd been a slave of that slave trader.

A second woman stepped forward with her face to the first woman.

"What do you think has happened to her, Ellie?" The second gray-haired, tall, friendly faced woman replied.

The second woman shook her head and fixed her eye on Videl again. She watched the girl tremble with cold and she felt immensely sorry for the girl, realizing how much she had been through and how confusing everything was for her. She walked towards Videl with a warm smile on her face and she wrapped a long, white woolen blanket around her bony shoulders. The latter expressed her gratitude by whispering a thank you in a soft voice, almost inaudible.

"Don't mention it dear. Where here to help you, and we will fix you up in no time, you'll see! We're going to bathe you first and than make you something to eat, you must be starving. Then you can sleep as much as you want, you will need to rest in order to recover. I promise you, you'll feel like reborn when we are done with you."

She took Videl's face in her hands and brushed the hair from her face. The woman looked at the paleness of her skin, the dark circles under her eyes, the torn up lips and noticed the eyes of the young woman. The older woman thought Videl had something gracious and alluring about her, mainly because her sparkling eyes lit up her entire face and she realized how beautiful the young woman could be.

"Look at how pretty you are! And what a beautiful eyes you have. Almost ethereal. I can see why the general has taken you, you have something special."

Videl felt her cheeks getting redder and the woman smiled warmly at her.

"My name is June, love. And that other woman is Eleanor."

"But I prefer to be called Ellie." The other woman said.

"What's your name dear?"

Videl hesitated to say her name. They would know who she was. Moreover, whose daughter she was. But at the same time, she knew she could not lie. These women were the personal slaves of her new master and her master already knew her name. They would eventually find out. The young woman could have slapped herself on the head. Why didn't she tell that general her name was…Anne or something. Why did she had to tell her name was Videl, a name that is known by every human being in this universe, even if they all were slaves. She realized she would have to answer a lot of questions when her name was known. What could you expect from the daughter of the one and only, bravest, most known freedom-fighter of her entire race, Hercule Satan. The embodiment of Archilles, Mahatma Gandhi, Ché Guevara, Nelson Mandela, and Jesus Christ himself…and then combined.

"I'm Videl." She answered reluctantly, fearing what was to come from those women.

She had been right.

Both women's eyes widened. Could she be…? No she couldn't…Or…

"Videl Satan? The daughter of Mr. Satan?" June asked hesitantly.

Videl sighed. Yes, just as she thought. Even in a distant world, far away from earth, her name was inextricably bound up with that great hero of mankind, Hercule Satan.

"Yes, that's me." She nodded and scratched her forehead.

The two women stared at her for a while, not believing who stood in front of them before it really dawned upon them that Videl Satan was there, alive and, though she was harmed seriously, safe. The two women both clapped in their hands and shrieked with happiness.

"Look at that, we finally got to meet the hero's daughter June!" Ellie shouted joyously.

"I can't believe I'm still alive to witness this! Tell us, love, how is he? Where is he? Is he planning to free us?" June asked enthusiastically and happily.

Both women looked blissfully at Videl, hope twinkling in their eyes and Videl realized she did not have the heart to tell them he met his fate when she was only thirteen.

"Well you know my father! Though I haven't seen him in a long while, I'm sure he is gathering troops this second." Videl replied expressing fake happiness and hope. But her heart was stuck by a terrible pain. She felt a wave of tears in her eyes and she struggled to not let them roll down her cheeks. She thought about the dreadful event years ago. Her hope was long gone already. She witnessed her father dying at the hands of a Saiyan six long years ago. She could escape from the Saiyans because of her cunning nature and she was taken in by a group of fugitives living in nature as nomads. She stayed out of the hands of the Saiyans until seven months ago, when the entire group was discovered and enslaved, if not killed. She never saw anyone anymore. She lost everything.

The two women danced around the room for a while, exclaiming hopeful wishes until June noticed Videl shaking by the cold. The woman's mood changed immediately and she turned to Ellie with her fist in her sides.

"Well, don't just dance there like an idiot, can't you see the poor child's freezing? Isn't that water ready yet?" She demanded in a bossy tone.

Ellie rolled her eyes and turned around to walk to a huge iron cauldron in the fire place. The flames were burning furiously under the huge iron thing and Ellie felt the water.

"Yes, that should be warm enough. June, help me here."

June walked to the fireplace and helped Ellie carry the huge cauldron with warm water to the washtub. When they poured all the water in it, they brought it back and June beckoned Videl to come closer to the tub.

"Now, give that to me, darling." Ellie requested pointing at the white blanket. "June and I will help you get into the tub."

June stretched out her hand after Videl gave the towel to Ellie and she was fully naked again.

June looked at her thin frame and her eyes saddened and she sighed, experiencing a great feeling of injustice brought upon the young woman taking her hand.

Carefully, being very afraid that the girl would fall and break something, for she looked incredibly fragile and breakable, she helped Videl step in the washtub. When the girl's feet touched the hot water, she felt a soothing only a hot bath can give and when she let her entire leg immerse with the water, she let out a satisfied sigh. She stepped with her other leg in the hot water and slowly, she went to her knees and let herself fall on her back, so that her body was under water from toe to chin.

When the two woman both had a small wash cloth in their hands they started to wash her from tip to toe. June and Ellie were treating her with care and caution, when a few things she wanted to ask popped into Videl's head.

"June, Ellie?" She began.

The woman looked at her with a friendly smile on their face and they waited for what Videl had to say, their hands never stopping with their labor.

"What's the general like? As master I mean."

June began to chuckle before she answered.

"Don't worry, love. He's a fine master. Can't find better than him." She replied.

"Sometimes when I'm at the market I hear stories about other slaves, you know," Ellie continued, "and what they have to go though ain't pretty, dear. Fathers who die by their hard labor, mothers whose children are sold, daughters who are raped. Yeah, when I hear that, I couldn't be happier with my master. At least he leaves us alone."

"Yes, he can be grumpy and demanding sometimes, but he is very good to us, compared to those other pigs."

"Oh, they are pigs. Some of them are even worse, like…"

"Like sheer monsters, I tell you!"

"Yeah, that's the word, monsters!"

"But not general Gohan."

"No, not the general."

Videl heard the words of the old ladies and she cocked an eyebrow.

"Not the general, eh?" She said to no one really.

"Not the general." June answered.

Videl thought for a while before she asked her next question.

"What's it like to be a slave under his command?"

"Well," June began, "the master expects us to work hard and to don't complain. He can't stand lazy people and complaining people…"

"Or flattering people."

"Yes, or flattering people, so if you want him to like you, leave that out."

"And call him master in any circumstance."

"Or general."

"Never call him by his name!"

"Furthermore, it's advisable to be polite…"

"Kind…"

"Well-mannered…"

"Devoted…"

"Obedient…"

"Poised…"

"Respectful…"

"Diligent…"

"You'll do everything he say. Trust his wishes, he'll never ask you to do something improper. When you can't perform a task, ask one of us. His requests are never impossible for us to do."

"You will not address the guards. Pretend they're not there. They are Saiyans and would have long beaten, killed or raped us if the master hadn't demanded to leave us alone."

"Do not leave the property. The land belonging to the general is huge so you can move around freely. But if you take one step out of his terrain, he will not hesitate to let you be hunted down by the guards."

"You are under his command 24/7. When he needs you to fetch him something in the middle of the night, you will step out of bed and bring him whatever he wants."

"Do not enter his personal wing. This wing contains his bedroom, bathroom, workroom and sitting room. You, as new slave, will stay miles from it. Only when you are ordered by either him or Ellie, myself and another woman you'll meet later this week, you are allowed to enter it."

"Don't ever disturb the general's training sessions. It is for your own safety."

"Treat his guest like their your own masters, unless they ask something you are not allowed to give, such as sexual pleasure."

"And you must never forget: do not speak to him unless he asks you to do so. He will find it inappropriate and will even see it as disrespectful if you will do otherwise. If you follow these rules, you will find the master is a good man and he will also treat you with respect."

Videl just looked at them like they'd gone mad.

"I can see what you mean with demanding. I'm sorry, I think I forgot half of the things you just said. Can you write it down?" She asked startled.

The woman only smiled at her.

"There's no need to be afraid. When you live at the master's castle for a while, I'm positive you can judge whether you can do something or not." June assured.

"And you can always ask us." Ellie continued. "And don't be frightened, if you make mistakes in the beginning, the master won't sell you right away."

Videl nodded, but she was not satisfied.

"Tell me more about being his…servant."

"Well," June replied, "you'll be living at Christler Castle, which is around two-thousand miles from here, in the north. The general has demanded you'll have your own room in the castle, which means you'll be part of the staff which is responsible for the cleaning, cooking and other task in the castle. On the huge property live more slaves, in a small village a few hundred yards from the castle. These people are gardeners, farmers, lumberjacks, tailors, blacksmiths, doctors and so on. Each and every one of us had his own task."

Videl listened to the words of June, but her hunger for more information was still not satisfied.

"You mentioned farmers. Does the property have farmers?" She asked.

"My, my, I think we found a curious one in you, dear." Ellie said cheerfully.

Videl shrugged her shoulders and cocked one eyebrow. "I just want to know how things work when I come a this Christler Castle."

"It's good to be curious, love." June send her a warm smile before she answered Videl's question.

"A few miles from the castle lie big fields of crops. These also belong to the general's property and he instated farmers on his fields. He also instated a few cattle keepers so that the entire property, with every slave living and working on it, is self-sufficient."

"And how many slaves live on the property?"

June thought for a while before she responded.

"I guess around 150, perhaps slightly more. 23 of them, including you, live in the castle and have their room there."

Videl sighed and stared at her knees, which were stuck out of the water and looked like two rocks surrounded by the sea. 150 slaves was a number much higher she had expected. Suddenly and unwillingly, she felt a feeling of sadness in her heart. So many slaves for one man. So many humans belonging to one.

"Doesn't it all hurt you immensely? Being humiliated like this?" She finally asked.

The women didn't answer for a while; they were locked in their thoughts.

"Love," June began with a bitter tone hidden in her voice, "what else should we do? What can we do? They think our only purpose is to serve them, the Saiyans. They don't see how each of us has more to give than that. They don't see in other things but strength and power. And we humans lack those qualities."

"But how can they live with themselves while their causing so much pain?" Videl asked weakly.

"They don't understand feelings such as compassion." June continued. "Their imagination doesn't stretch that far and their feelings are not as complex and deep as ours. And they see themselves as the rightful rulers of this universe."

"But what do they think gives them this right?"

June looked at her with a sad expression on her once beautiful face.

"Their power." She answered.

The three women were silent for a few minutes, and they listened to the cracking of the fire. Videl was almost clean now all the dirt, sweat and blood was washed off her pale skin. The water was lukewarm and all murky now. Eventually Ellie sighed and broke the silence.

"It's all unfair, we know. We realize that every day we have to cope with the sudden loss of our family, our prospects, our dreams. It's always hard in the beginning, at least it was for me, but in the end, I still have hope we will be free someday. Maybe not in this life, but I'm sure we will be in the next. The Lord doesn't judge the extend of one's power, but the extend of one's heart."

Videl looked at Ellie and thought about the beautiful thing she said.

"You still believe in God?" She asked cautiously.

"Always have and always will." Ellie replied seriously. "I will never abandon my faith, it has always helped me when I was in grief. In some times, the Lord was my only support, my only hope. Only though his guidance, I was able to recover from the excruciating pain I suffered when everyone around me was taken away from me. It still hurts indescribably, but I have given it a place in my heart and tried to live on. For them, my family and for him, my God."

Ellie let out a deep sigh while she thought about her deceased loved ones and hoped that still, somewhere in the universe, a few of those she loved were still alive.

"But let us talk about this no more. I don't want to bestow you with my beliefs." Ellie continued. "I will start making you something to eat, dear."

June helped her get out of the washtub silently, while an also silent Videl thought about Ellie and her faith. She was dried and dressed in a gray, oversized tunic and her black hair was combed. After a while Ellie came into the room again with soup and bread on a plate.

Videl ate it with much satisfaction, since it was the first decent meal she had in months. After she finished her meal, Videl was lead to another room with one bed, a table, a chair and a closet.

"It's not much," June said, "but you can't enjoy the interior when you're sleeping anyway."

The women helped Videl into her bed and the latter let out a deep sigh when she lay down. She pulled the blankets to her chin and suddenly she felt enormously tired.

June touched Videl's cheek once more while she smiled warmly.

"Rest, child, you need it."

Videl looked at the two smiling women at her bed and closed her eyes, only to hear two soft voices wishing her a good sleep.

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