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Demon Prince

Chapter 1

Down the desolate halls of an underground palace two creatures glide smoothly towards a throne room; heading to tell their Prince that they have fulfilled their mission. They were grateful that this mission went well, for out of thousands of missions they had failed them all and had been shocked when the Prince had approached them and asked them to do another. By now he should of known how useless the dark creatures were.

They knocked on the big black doors of the throne room and walked in. The room was dark but lit with fire torches casting an evil glow on everything; the Prince was seated with his legs over the arms of a blood red chair with slaves around him seeing to his every need. Arcon was the first to walk forwards and bow to his Prince.

"Your Highness." he rasped in his usual tone. "We have captured the ‘blue haired angel’ as you described her."

"You actually did a job without screwing up? Well you impressed me, feel free to take the rest of the night off, Arcon." the Prince said and grabbed a nearby girl and seated her on his lap and started to kiss her neck.

"Umm, there’s one thing you should know, Your Highness." Arcon nervously said getting to his feet and looking to the floor.

"What?" he mumbled against the girl’s neck.

"We had to use the Album serum as she was a pain to get down here." he mumbled and tensed ready for the blow.

"You what?!" the Prince bellowed knocking the girl off him so she sprawled over the floor and stood up. "The album serum! I told you to use it in case of an emergency! Don’t tell me you couldn't handle a sixteen-year-old bitch! Now she’ll be knocked out for a week, you baka! Forget your night off, I think a punishment is in order." the Prince waved his hand and two guards came out of nowhere and clutched Arcon's arms.

"Prince Vegeta, why flame me? I did the job you wanted to be done! Why do this." Arcon said with a pleading tone to his raspy voice.

"Because I wanted to take her tonight! But no, I have to wait a week because of your weakness." Prince Vegeta yelled. "Now get him out of here." Vegeta watched as he was dragged out of the hall, he turned to the other dark creature. "Do you want to be flamed too?"

It shook its head and legged it out of the throne room; Vegeta sat in his chair and rubbed his temples.

"You look stressed, Your Highness." a women said walking behind him and rubbing his shoulders.

"You don’t know the half of it, Chichi." he moaned as she hit his sweet spot between his shoulder blades. "I knew it was a good idea to get you to join me."

Chichi smiled and kissed the back of his head. "Why thank you Prince Vegeta, but I had no choice. One night with you made me stay." Vegeta grabbed her hands and pulled her in front of him and on his lap. "After all it’s a great pleasure to serve the Prince of the underworld."

"The new girl, I trust you to teach her everything." he whispered in her ear as he ran his hands down her arms.

"You trust me?" Chichi asked.

"Why of course. Now I want you to teach her everything about the underworld, in a month I expect her to be completely loyal and serve only I."

"But Your Highness, can you tell me why you want her?" Chichi gasped and his hands slipped under her top.

"She has brains and I need her. You are aware that we are at war with the North side of the underworld." Vegeta said nibbling her neck "If she joins our forces then we will be indestructible. Understand." Chichi nodded and kissed him passionately. "Good." he murmured against her lips as he sat up and carried her to his chambers.

~*~

Bulma stirred in her sleep and continued to keep her eyes shut as she had a tremendous headache. "Was it all a dream? I feel as if I’ve been hit by a bus! Why the fuck does my arm hurt." Bulma said to herself. She slowly opened her eyes and saw that she was in a completely different place then home. "What the...?" She suddenly turned her head to the left and saw a woman sitting on a chair with her feet up on the table, filing her nails. She looked at Bulma and smiled and then got up and started to walk towards her.

"The Prince will be happy that you’re awake." she said as she sat down beside the bed. Bulma looked at her wondering who the hell she was. From the way she dressed she looked like a slut; she was wearing a short tight black strap top with a pair of black hot pants. Her black raven hair was thrown up on top of her head in a messy bun and she wore black eye shadow with dark red lipstick. "You’re awake earlier then we expected."

"Umm, who are you?" Bulma said getting up.

"I’m Chichi."

"Oh. And where am I?" she asked pulling the black silk sheets away.

"You’re…oh well…how can I put this? I know your going to freak." Chichi bit her bottom lip. "You’re in the underworld."

Bulma looked at her and started laughing. "Yeah right, now really tell me where I am." she snorted.

Chichi looked at her and nodded.

"You’re telling me I was really kidnapped by those really icky creatures and they brought me to Hell!"

"You’re not technically in Hell." Chichi corrected. "This is sort of a limbo to Hell."

"Well what am I doing here? No, I don’t want to know, I’m going." she walked to the door and it suddenly opened to reveal a black pixie type creature with pointy ears, sharp nails and yellow razor teeth. Bulma shrieked and backed away and ran behind Chichi. "That’s…that's the thing that kidnapped me!"

"Blazer? What do you want?" Chichi snapped.

"Excuse me miss Chichi, but Prince Vegeta has asked for your presence, he has something to discuss with you." Blazer smirked.

Chichi rolled her eyes. "Fine go and tell him I'll be along in a minute. Also tell him that the blue haired angel will be with me."

"What!" Bulma screamed. "No! I ain’t going nowhere! I don’t want to meet no ‘Dark Prince’." Bulma ran back into bed and hid under the covers. Chichi nodded to Blazer and he left the room to give the Prince his message.

"Blue Haired Angel, come out." Chichi said.

"My names Bulma." she snapped from under the covers. "And no, please can you just let me go home." Bulma started to sob quietly as the covers were thrown off of her.

"Bulma, the Prince doesn't want you for anything bad, actually he needs your help." Chichi reassured.

"Screw him! I ain’t helping no ‘Prince Of The Underworld’." Bulma cried throwing her head back into the pillow.

"Bulma you better cooperate. If you refuse the Prince he has other ways to get what he wants." Chichi smirked. Bulma looked at her with a tear stained face.

"Like what?" she feared to asked.

Chichi raised an eyebrow. "Use your head. You’re supposed to be a genius." Bulma's eyes widened with fear. "And let me tell you he doesn't go easy." new tears started to run down her cheek taking the same path as the others.

"He wouldn’t." she sobbed wiping his eyes. "I mean he can’t! I’m only sixteen no one is that heartless."

"You haven't met the Prince,” sighed Chichi. "Now come on dry those tears, the Prince is expecting us." Chichi looked at her clothes. "We'll change you later." Bulma looked down at the t-shirt and shorts she was wearing.

"What’s wrong with these?"

"The Prince requires a different taste in clothing. Like mine." Chichi did a little twirl on the spot.

"You’re telling my i have to dress like a slut." Bulma shouted.

"Are you calling me a slut?" Chichi calmly asked. Bulma shook her head. "Oh good, I get angry easily and you wouldn’t like it when I am." Chichi walked out of the door and Bulma followed close behind in fear that she might get lost.

They walked down a few hallways that terrified Bulma to near death. The light was red making everything a blood red colour; even her aqua locks that normally shinned like the sea went dark. The pictures on the walls were of monsters eating, torturing or doing other unmentionable things to their victims. Bulma looked at the ground but shot her eyes up quickly as the tiled floor had pictures on them as well.

Chichi looked at her and felt a bit sorry for the sixteen year old. She remembered the first time she was wandering down the halls of the Palace; it scared the living daylights out of her too. They turned a corner and headed for the throne room where the Prince, no doubt, would be.

Chichi stopped at the big black doors and knocked then opened them. She grasped Bulma's hand and squeezed it gently, Bulma was shaking violently now and all rational thoughts were escaping her head. She had a sudden urge to just run for her life. They walked in but Bulma had her eyes closed.

I don’t want to see the Prince of the underworld; if he's anything like the pictures i saw then I will no doubt be scared to death. Maybe that's not a good thing… Bulma felt herself stop but she kept her eyes firmly shut.

"Ah, she’s awake." a voice said. It was low soft and to Bulma it sounded sexy.

"Yes, Your Highness, she awoke a good few minutes ago." Chichi replied.

"Why has she got her eyes closed? Surely she’s not scared of me." the Prince chuckled. Chichi squeezed her hand to try and make her open her eyes but Bulma was stubborn she kept them glued together.

"Open your eyes girl." Bulma shook her head. "I said open them." he growled. Bulma still kept them shut and now tears were running down her face. "Do you disobey me?" Bulma had to bite her bottom lip, that was to easy to answer and if she did, he would probably kill her right there.

"Bulma open your eyes please, remember what I said." Chichi whispered to her. Bulma sighed and slowly opened her eyes, she kept them on the floor looking at the black stones.

"Look at me."

Bulma took a deep breath and slowly brought her eyes up dreading what kind of monster she will see. Her eyes saw his feet first with black boots on and she carried on forcing her eyes to go upwards until they skimmed passed his legs, that were covered with tight black jeans and then to his chest that had a black button up shirt on and then to his face. Bulma looked at him confused. He looked exactly like her, like a human, not a monster that she thought he would be. He had ebony black hair that stood up like the fire behind him and cold ruthless eyes that made Bulma shiver.

"Was it that hard?" Bulma quickly lowered her eyes to the ground again. "No keep them on me. I like to see the fear in my slaves eyes." he smirked as she forced her eyes to look at him. "My, my you are a beautiful creature." He walked down the steps and circled her taking in her every detail.

Bulma kept her eyes averted to the front as he ran his hand down her right arm, Bulma felt more tears well up in her eyes so she quickly closed them, letting them fall freely from her face.

Vegeta smirked and wiped them away with his thumb. "Don’t be scared Little One, I wont hurt you." he went to kiss the tears away but she pulled back and walked away from him. Vegeta frowned. "Chichi I want her in my chambers tonight, it’s time that she learns a few rules."

Bulma's breath hitched in her throat as she through of the possible outcomes how he would teach her, all worse then the last. "Please let me go home." she mumbled.

Vegeta looked at her and grinned. "Why she talks. Say it again, I didn’t quite hear."

"Please let me go home." she replied firmly.

Vegeta chuckled. "And why would I grant you such a request? No, I don’t think so. You’re staying here for quite a long time Bulma Briefs. You'll find out why tonight. Chichi take her to get ready, you know how I like my slaves to dress. I'll talk to you later on."

Chichi nodded and grabbed Bulma's hand guiding her out of the hall. When they were out of ear shot Chichi rounded on Bulma. "Do you have a death wish?" she shrieked causing Bulma to wince. "He could of killed you."

"I don’t care, anything will be better then staying here." Bulma spat back.

Chichi glared at her and dragged her down the hallway. "Let’s get you some clothes."

~*~