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Final Chapter
RICH AND POOR
Ch: 12, Revenge
By Thunder
"My majesty?" A young girl voice broke Bulma's peaceful dream.
"Go away!" She ordered waiving her hand lazily.
"But you have to get up!" The young girl said not really knowing what
to do.
Bulma opened her eyes irritated.
The young girl looked terrified.
"Is something wrong?" Bulma asked the girl.
"No-no, not the least my queen!" She said making a low curt.
"Oh get up! What's your name?" She asked sitting up wrapping her self
in the covers.
"Ophelia, my madam."
"Ophelia, pretty name. Would you mind getting me some cloth, and prepare a
bath for me? "
The girl stopped for a second looking a little lost.
"Cloth is what you wear, and baths are filled with water..." Bulma
said raising an eyebrow.
"I- I know that your majesty. But that is what I'm here to tell you, the
bath is waiting and I've brought cloth with me."
Bulma looked down a minute in embarrassment. "I'm gonna be the worst queen
ever. Please just stab me with a knife."
The servant Ophelia wasn't quite sure about what to do so she just handed the
young queen a newly washed dress.
Bulma gasped when she saw the dress. "Should I wear it or sell it?"
She was of course just joking but the young servant looked mildly said offended.
Bulma saw this and laughed. "I was joking! Gee, why in the world would I
sell such a pretty dress?"
She pulled it on and smiled. "Now for the-" She was cut of by the door
which opened suddenly.
The new king came in followed by Nappa.
Vegeta kept himself from starring lustfully at his queen. He wanted to do last
night over and over again.
He cleared his throat to get the hold of his thoughts, and everybody's
attention.
"I bring a present, a wedding gift, for my bride."
Bulma nodded, if he wanted formal, he'd get it. At least while other people were
around.
Nappa dragged a male with a bag over his head.
Bulma looked at the man, why would Vegeta bring her a man?
"Do unpack!" Vegeta said waving his hand.
Bulma shrugged at ripped the bag of the man's head.
She gapped, and quickly covered her mouth.
Her 'father' was sitting there right in front of her, bound and gagged.
"I bring you your own personal slave! Do with him what you wish!"
Vegeta said and then he and Nappa left again. Bulma had dismissed her servant
and asked her to cancel this morning's bath.
She was now just watching him from the other end of the room. Hate, and disgust
was all she had left for him.
She was silent just looking at him.
He was asking for mercy with his eyes.
Spare me! Don't hurt me! Forgive me!
She could laugh at him, forgiveness, why? Why in the great name of Vegeta would
she forgive him?
"I could kill you right now!" She said suddenly, with a dry cool
voice.
He looked up at her almost begging for her to spare him.
"But I won't!"
He sighed relieved.
"I'll torture you till you go crazy and can't see the difference between up
and down!"
She could see the sudden change from relieved to terrified.
A cold laugh escaped her lips. "Scared are we?" She stopped laughing
and looked at him with a stern look. "You should be!"
She got up and took a knife (Where she got it from? She got it from Ulla bulla
behind the carpet! Don't you think they'd have a knife in the kings and queens
room?)
She caressed the knife as she walked closer and closer to him.
"You're a scum!" She said keeping eyes fixed on his. "You used a
little girl. Tell me, did it feel good? Did it every time you undressed her? Did
touching her make you happy? DID IT?"
The old man tried to back up but a wall was in his way.
She kneeled down in front of him, and let the knife slide down both of his
cheeks without cutting him.
"Do you want her now? Do you feel like it now?"
His eyes were pleading her to stop, but she just laughed again an ice laugh that
made his blood run cold.
"Do you know what the cure is?" She asked with a smirk planted on her
lips. And without warning she slammed the knife through the fabric of his pants
and through the flesh of a certain very sensitive body part.
He screamed and the gag tightened so much that blood started tickling down his
chin and down his neck.
"Oh did that hurt?" She asked with a sickening sweet tone of voice
while she twisted the knife around a little.
Tears ran down his cheeks.
Then finally she pulled the knife back out.
She let the knife slide down both his cheeks again without cutting him but
leaving two blood trails, blood from his own body. Warm blood, tickling down his
cheeks.
"Wanna know how it feels?" She asked getting up, tears escaped her
eyes though she tried to stop them.
"DO YOU?" She yelled kicking him in the nuts; the blood was all over
her food. He crumbled up on the floor not being able to sit up anymore.
She looked at her foot disgusted. "My blood is your blood, we're family
princess, and as family you share!" She said repeating something he had
told her years ago.
"As family you fuck!" She said taking her eyes off her foot and
looking back at him, with hatred burning through him as fire.
"Brother, sister, mom and dad, all in the act! Fucking here, fucking there.
Sex is a family matter!"
She brushed the tears away. "Don't worry princess!" She spat.
"I never worry 'father'!" She fell to her knees. "I never worry,
not anymore! I'm not alone anymore, and you're not waiting in the shadows no
longer. I'm not worrying!" She looked up and smiled. "Cause I'm
free."
She got up and brushed her dress off. "I'd like to keep you and torture
you." She said with an ordinary tone of voice as if it was nothing.
"But to start my new life correctly I have to get rid of all that can
remind me of the old life. Such as my name, my old cloth, and my father! My EX
father." She picked up the knife and stopped right in front of him.
"Buh bye daddy!" Then she sliced his throat, not so deep that the head
fell off, just so he died.
She watched as he slumped lifeless to her feet's. "Goodbye old man! May god
have mercy with your filthy soul!"
Vegeta watched the party before him. In the 10 days after their wedding they
would celebrate with a ball every night.
Bulma came in to join him; they nodded to each other.
And she sat down next to him.
"My gift?" He asked.
"Dead!" She answered.
10 minutes of utterly silence passed before Bulma spoke.
"Thanks!" She said.
Vegeta nodded, and turned to face the ball again.
"I'll have to make it up to you tonight!" She said with a smirk in her
voice.
Vegeta was about to say something but she was already gone, she was up dancing
with the court.
~ She was cut for this role! ~ He thought watching her.
#Flashback:
"Mr. Briefs and I have wonderful news to tell you two!" Said the old
king looking at his son and the young Bloomers.
Vegeta yawned and Bulma mocked him.
"One day you two will be married!" The king said.
"WHAT?!" Both kids screamed jumping up.
"Marry her?" Vegeta asked looking at Bulma with disgust.
"I can't marry Vegeta father!" Bloomers said. "I'd have to be a
princess to marry a prince!"
"But you are! My little princess." Her father said.
Vegeta gritted his teeth. "Married to a freak?!"
End of Flashback #
"Married to a freak!" He mumbled to himself then smiled.
In the shadows Nappa was watching. ~ So the queen is his soft spot, that's
always good information. Might need it one day. ~
THE END
AN: Strange end, huh? Well Nappa is just there to make it able for me to make a
sequel... Don't think too much about it! I'm not even sure if it's ever gonna
happen.
But anywho how did you like it?
Did I torture the father enough?