Chapter 6
DISCLAIMER: I don’t
own DBZ. TEEEEEECH SUPPORT!
(Sorry I was watching Vanilla Sky today)
A/N – This is the
last chapter, I haven’t altered this one as much as I have some of the other
chapters, although it does end a little differently.
LYRICS:
‘Sister of Night’ by Depeche Mode.
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Sister of night
When the hunger descends
An inferno that never ends
That burns in desire's name
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Yamcha and Puar both flew as fast as they could towards the
castle, but time was not on their side and already night was closing in.
Soon the vampires would rise to feed.
Yamcha swallowed, trying not to let fear get the best of him,
next to him Puar was shivering as they flew, but from the freezing wind or fear
too Yamcha didn’t know.
“Puar…We can do this! We’re the ultimate vampire slaying machines.”
Yamcha gave his best friend a pat on the back, as they grew closer to the
shadowed and foreboding castle.
“I know Yamcha.” Puar whispered.
At that moment the sun dipped below the horizon and Yamcha felt
a shiver cross his skin, now the vampire would rise…and he would have to go to
work.
@--8------
Sister of night
When the longing returns
Giving voice to the flame
Calling you through flesh that burns
Breaking down your will
To move in for the kill
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Vegeta’s eyes flew open as he sensed two ki powers coming
towards the castle, one of them he knew was the annoying talking cat, and the
other was…
Vegeta growled and shook Bulma awake; the other ki was none
other then the Slayer.
“Wake up, woman,” Vegeta yanked Bulma to her feet, she eyed him
sleepily for a second ad then visibly woke more as Kakarot entered the room
with a dishevelled Chichi in tow.
“The vampire Slayer.” Kakarot hissed, “He comes.” He snarled and
looked at Vegeta for instructions, his dark ki almost boiling around him at the
thought of being confronted with the same man who had murdered his original
mate.
“Get dressed in your armour Kakarot, I’ll dress the women, and
then we will watch the slayer. See what he does and where he goes, but if any
of you get a chance to kill him, then do it.” Vegeta waited till Kakarot left
the room and then he open an ancient oak closet and pulled out his golden
armour. He dressed quickly in it then stalked to his wardrobe and pulled out
two long black dresses with long slits up the legs.
When he saw the women’s bemused faces he smirked at them, “To
strike fear into our friend the slayer we must dress the part. You must be
temptresses, dark and evil, melting out of the shadows to lure him deeper into
our castle and then to melt back into the shadows again.”
@--8------
Oh sister
Come for me
Assure me
Hey sister
I feel it too
@--8------
Bulma and Chichi dressed in the tight figure hugging dressed and
let their hair loose, shaking it around their heads in long curtains then
running their fingers through it to untangle it.
Bulma sensed the ki again and tried to work why it felt so
familiar, “Vegeta…” Bulma began to speak but paused even though he was facing
her and waiting for her to speak, she felt the ki again, almost tasting it and
rolling it around in her mouth. Bulma came to her decision and looked up into
her Princes eye’s, “I think I knew the human who is the slayer. You see His ki
feels familiar.”
“His ki? How do you know it is a male?” Vegeta asked as
he finished pulling on the last of his armour.
Bulma began to pin up her hair in a bun with tendrils hanging
around her face, “I don’t know, it just…tastes…male.”
Chichi flicked her tongue out like a snake tasting the air and
nodded in agreement, “I agree with Bulma, it is a male.” She finished plaiting
her hair in a long black braid and stretched her neck, proudly displaying the
double sets of fang marks she bore.
Vegeta tilted his head as he watched the woman. It was strange
but even he himself could not ‘taste’ the ki of others, as these women were
able. For new vampires they had amazing senses, perhaps it was because they
were human vampires and not pure blood vampires, or perhaps these half-human
vampires were developing unique powers to the old ways, either way, Vegeta
decided, it was most helpful.
@--8------
Sweet sister
Just feel me
I'm trembling
You heal me
Hey sister
I feel it too
@--8------
“Woman…” Vegeta motioned for Bulma to come close to him; he drew
out an old leather bag from the oak chest. He opened it and handed to Bulma the
two sharp throwing knives it contained, “Woman, take these to protect yourself
with and remember that even if you do know this human, no matter how close you
were, he will kill you if you don’t kill him.”
Bulma took the
knives and nodded.
Vegeta hesitated for a second and then bent down and kissed her,
his mouth hesitated over her neck before he gently bit down and once again
drank a little of her blood, instantly Vegeta felt his strength rise and he
allowed his vampire mate to drink a little of his blood in return.
Chichi from across the room sidled a little closer and watched
them hungrily before Vegeta pulled her in close and bit her, marking her as one
of his subjects. Before long Kakarot joined them as they continued to share
blood and thus share their power.
“Be careful.” Vegeta whispered to each of them as they left his
room to head towards the main lobby to wait for their prey.
@--8------
Sister of night
As you walk through the light
You're desperate to impress
So you slide to the floor
Feeling insecure
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Yamcha pushed open the thick, heavy wooden doors and cringed at
the loud groan, silently he took three steps inside then paused as he spotted
the two figures in front of him at the bottom of the stairs.
“Welcome Slayer.” A voice boomed and Yamcha jerked his gaze up
to see two other vampires at the head of stair case making their way down.
Yamcha finished walking into the room and jumped when the wooden
doors slammed shut behind him as if closed by an invisible pair of guards.
“Hello Yamcha.” The voice was soft and feminine…it was also very
familiar.
Yamcha jerked his head to stare at Bulma as she finished walking
down the stairs; her arm tucked into the arm of the man who Yamcha assumed was
the Prince vampire.
Yamcha clenched his teeth in rage, “So its true. You did become
a vampire.”
Bulma laughed, a tinkling sound that was as welcoming as a cold
wind and played along the edges of his mind.
Mind tricks,
Yamcha reminded himself, they were just mind tricks.
“What’s wrong Yamcha you look a little ruffled?” Bulma laughed
again, this time the other black haired female vamp joined in and together
Bulma and the other female vampire strode forward.
“Run away little slayer.” The black haired vampire whispered to
him, “Run before we hurt you.”
Yamcha stubbornly shook his head and dropped into a fighting stance
as the four vampires spanned about the room.
Puar floated forward a little way, “Bulma, we don’t want to kill
you…if you come quietly we’ll let you live.”
This time the male vamp with the tall spiky hair laughed, “It is
not her choice to come or to go. I am Prince Vegeta and she is mine now. My
will is now her will.” Vegeta stroked a hand down Bulma’s face.
The other male vampire began to walk towards Yamcha, anger in
every line of his body, “Do you remember me slayer? No? Well you should…it was
you who slew my mate when we first arrived here on Earth.” The vampire suddenly
disappeared and a split second later Yamcha felt something rush past him and
grab Puar. The next instant the vampire was back in front of Yamcha, it bit
into Puar and ripped out her throat then crushed her tiny body in his hands.
“Puar…” Yamcha felt a tear slide down his cheek as the vampire
dropped the body of his best friend and then cruelly crushed it beneath his
foot as if she were nothing but a bug.
“I am Kakarot, General of the vampire armies, personal guard to
our Prince…” He stared at Yamcha with a smirk, “And I will have my pound of
blood from you before the night is up.” With that the vampire faded into the
shadows his laughter echoing around and around.
“You’ll pay! You’ll all pay!” Yamcha reached into his bag and
pulled out a cross bow which he fired at the black haired vampire, in a blurred
but graceful movement Vegeta jumped between the arrow and Chichi and caught it
in one hand.
“What’s the matter human? Got something in your eye?” Vegeta
laughed and snapped the arrow.
Chichi, Bulma and Vegeta began to advance on Yamcha who loaded
another arrow and fired it, this time Bulma caught it and threw it back just as
fast as it had come out of the crossbow. Yamcha howled in pain as the arrow
pierced his shoulder, then without a backwards glance Yamcha ran down a
corridor and into the depth of the castle.
Vegeta smirked and flashed teeth, “Stay together, hunt him down
and bring him into the main chamber. I will await you there with Kakarot.”
Vegeta disappeared leaving Chichi and Bulma to hunt down the bleeding Yamcha.
@--8------
Sister of night
Tell yourself it's alright
He'll make such a perfect prize
But the cold light of day
Will give the game away
@--8------
Bulma took Chichi’s hand and together they began to follow
Yamcha blood trail, at one point some of his blood had splashed against the
wall and Bulma and Chichi paused to lick it off. Finally the blood trail led
into one of the bedrooms and they entered,
“Yamcha…” Bulma called softly, “Yamcha come out and take me
home.” She put a pleading but sexy tone in her voice and tried again when he
didn’t move, “I want go home…” Bulma and Chichi sniggered together quietly.
“Come on Yamcha, we can have some fun.” Chichi added as she
spotted Yamcha hiding in the corner. She raised a hand and waved at him, “Hello
handsome, come out and show how much of a man you really are.”
Slowly Yamcha stepped out from the shadows, in his hand was a
stake, “Stay back foul temptress or I shall stake your bitter heart.”
Chichi erupted into peels of laughter at his melodramatic
speech, “Oh you bad little human. I shall have to teach you a lesson for that.”
Chichi began to walk to wards him, Yamcha’s eyes followed her every movement.
He paid so much attention to the seductively swaying Chichi that he didn’t
noticed Bulma until she had wrenched the stake form his hand and had him in a
headlock.
Chichi reached down and grabbed his legs and together they
managed to carry the screaming Yamcha into the main chamber where Vegeta sat on
a throne. The girls dragged Yamcha to the stone table where Kakarot shackled
him down a cold sneer on his usually handsome features.
“Now…” Vegeta stood up and walked towards the table, he drew one
of Bulma’s gleaming knives from her waist sheath and held it out to her, “Bulma
my beautiful, show me how much you love me.”
@--8------
Oh sister
Come for me
Embrace me
Assure me
Hey sister
I feel it too
@--8------
Bulma took the knife and bowed to Vegeta, she slipped him a
seductive smile and then tuned to Yamcha, “You were always such a bad, bad man
Yamcha. You cheated on me, lied to me and then you came here to kill me…” Bulma
tore of Yamcha’s shirt and sliced his chest in a long and deep cut.
Yamcha screamed in pain and Bulma handed the knife to Kakarot
who bent down and licked up a little of Yamcha blood then struck down with the
knife and cut off Yamcha’s hand, “Your blood is as sweet as revenge, slayer.”
Kakarot sliced his chest some more before handing the knife back to Vegeta.
Chichi and Bulma crowded close to the dais licked their lips as
they watched their Prince slice Yamcha in exactly the same place Bulma had,
Yamcha screamed even louder and pulled against his shackles, Vegeta then sank
his fangs into the stump where Yamcha’s hand had been and drank deeply, ignored
Yamcha anguished and painful cries.
With hungry eyes Bulma, Chichi and Kakarot crawled up onto the
table with Vegeta. Bulma kissed both of her male counter parts and spread
Yamcha’s blood all over her face, and then while she moaned seductively she
spread the blood down her neck and over her breasts and invited Vegeta to lick
it off.
Kakarot wrenched off Yamcha’s arm and tossed it across the room,
Chichi crawled up over Yamcha, who was still awake and screaming and sank her
hand into his chest,
“Good night, sweet slayer.” Chichi kissed Yamcha, sinking her
fangs into his lips in a vampire kiss as she tore out his heart and dragged it
down her body, leaving a trail of blood. Bulma crept closer to Chichi and
pushed her down over Yamcha’s bloody corpse. Then she, Kakarot and Vegeta began
to lick the blood off her.
The vampires writhed in Yamcha’s blood for hours, drank it down
and savoured it, and made love. Kakarot stared down into Bulma’s blue eyes and
smiled, “Did I make the pain stop?”
“Yes, you kept your promise.” Bulma kissed him, moaning as
Chichi chose that moment to kiss Bulma’s shoulder lick the remaining blood from
it.
“We should do this more often.” Kakarot murmured as Bulma moved
away and he ran a hand down Chichi’s body, her black dress slick with blood.
“Definitely.” Vegeta mumbled from on the stone table, Bulma made
her way to him and curled up in his arms.
“What do we do now?” She asked after a little while,
Vegeta sat up and pulled Bulma up with him, kissing her neck,
“We’ll do what we’ve always done.”
“And what’s that?” Chichi asked as she kissed Kakarot, her eyes
watching Vegeta as he held Bulma close.
He looked up and met her dark eyes then looked down at Bulma and
kissed her, when he pulled away he looked at Kakarot and smirked, “We live.”
@--8------
Just feel me
I'm trembling
You heal me
I feel it too
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