Chapter ONE
She walked out of her royal fitted room. She stepped out onto the balcony of the huge palace; her dainty feet scrapping across the marble flooring. She walked to the end of it, placing a firm pale hand on the railing. The moon shone down on her, crystalizing her in an inhuman way; her hair was the deep shade of a ripe blueberry in the depth of the moon light. Her dainty exterior was lit up because of the shear nightgown, being of a pale white. Her skin glowed, but her eyes were the most magnificent. They looked like deep blue ice, and if she wanted she could be cold as a snake and the eyes would be like dimonds. But like now she hid nothing.129
She sighed and looked out across the ocean; tha the palace over looked. She could see the waves crashing off in the distance. Just like her life, she thought. The waves being her life and family and her the sand it crashed on. Her grip on the railing got tighter as she started to think. Mmmmm, just a jump away... she thought. She gripped even tighter and lifted a leg over it. Her mind was, for once, not literaly pounding. There in the bliss of her balcony, her railing, was her salvation, her freedom. As she thought back on her life she frowned, but as she felt the cool smooth railing under her finger tips she smiled,... freedom. All she ever wanted was that. Now no one could take it, not her mother, not her "fiance", not even her God damn father. This was hers. For the first time in her life she felt the taste of freedom, and she liked it. Only thing left now is the Jump.173
Her life was different from everyones. She was the daughter of King Alrane, king of Earth. Sister to the ruler of Carain. She was cousin to the king of Fandoria, known famous for its hot deserts and beautiful oceans. She princess of Earth was, Bulma.45
Her life was simple, be pretty, be polite, and always be perfect. To her mother she was nothing but a useless fool. To her father she was a bargaining chip to the other planets... What you would call an excape goat. Her father was marring her off to some low life pig. The only reason she could find for her to marry him would be to have an alliance. Pfft what a laugh. He was a weakling; to make himself feel better he would beat on his girlfriend... I mean whore. To, in his words, make her know who's boss. His planet was of weak low class fighters. He was rich because they were poor. 109
She laughed, as her grip got tighter to keep her from falling. He was no more than a worthless peice of trash. If she jumped everything would go away. Mabe if she was lucky, she would never see anyone that she knew ever again. 43
Her laughing died to a mear chuckle. Then... in her own bliss she slipped! Her mind was racing.... 'no not yet!' She thought. 'I wanted to enjoy this!' But in the second she thought that, her hand was grabbed, and she was pulled over the railing. She looked up and saw through her bleary eyes, someone in black. The bulky figure pulled her up into a hug and flew out into the sky. They were going so fast... Her head was spinning...., and she fainted onto his bulky chest. 89
When she woke up she was sitting in a cave. The cave was huge, from the floor to the ceiling it was about 50 feet she estemated. It was black as night everywhere, except for a flicker of light she could make out in the very base of the cave. She crawled, stumbled, to the light. It was hours before she made her way to the huge bon fire. She must have gone a long ways because that speck she first saw was now a towering 10 foot fire.100
She was at a loss of words as she saw green and blue flickers in it, the fire. Then she smiled. Was this her imagination? Was this her hell.... No Darryl wasnt there; even in her own hell he was to chicken shit to fucking stay here.... She accually smiled wider at the thought of him in a cave..... Humm, mabe even without his group of whores! She laughed out loud at the thought of him running around screaming for Jane or Trannease, mmm mabe even that dike Alice. 88
A slight movement caught her eye and the feeling of someone behind her made the hair on the back of her neck stand up; you know the feeling.. like there is something there .. something dark, haughting. Her long blue hair was swept up from her neck and then on her left shoulder. It leaned down and she could feel It's hot breath on her neck... almost like the feeling of something staring at a certain spot on you.... looking to your soul. A warm over worked hand presented itself on her neck then went down her back. 97
The night gown she presently wore was a lace up from the back... ending just above her buttocks. The thin fabric left nothing to the imagination. It was as you could say..... scandolus. In her mind, as she felt his warm hand slid down her back and start to unlace the gown, she wanted him to do it.... mabe afterwards he could finish what she started. Mabe her wish would come true.... or not.75
As her dress fell to the ground, her hair covering her breasts, he whispered in a husky voice, "Get something decent on." and threw her a pair of worn in brownish leather pants and a over sized white shirt. The shirt was a button up and looked to be a man's shirt, to imagine it would to think of what a buisness man's shirt would be like, untucked and disaranged.70
She slipped them on, looking over her shoulder ever so often to see if he was peaking. The pants fitted like a glove and the shirt was soft and smelt fondly like a man. She walked around aimlessly; the floor was hard but the worn ground, dirt, made it easy and soft to walk on. She sat down soundlessly and watched the fire crack. She was daydreaming with her legs pressed up to her chest and her arms wrapped round them. She settled her chin in the crook of her knees.
A warm happy smile graced her lips absent mindedly; the warmth of the fire relaxing her into a dull dreamless sleep, one not experienced in ages... Being, 17 years. 120
She awoke the next morning to the intoxicating aroma of a mix of bacon and wild flowers; her eyes were still shut while she enjoyed the free moment. "Rise and shine!", a deep scratchy voice yelled, making an echo throughout the cave. "Breakfast..", the voice mumbled. She rolled over from laying on her stomach to her back. As, she did the movement she relised, instead of laying on the hard cold cave floor; she presently was laying on a soft feather like bed. Her eyes slowly open and adjusted to the light of the cave. There she layed on black silk sheets. She sat up slowly as everything started to sink in. She had been kidnapped, was sitting on a strange bed, and obviously her kidnapper was making her breakfast.130
'How odd' she thought to herself. A silly arrogant smile graced her cherry full lips. She accually almost laughed at the thought. Here her kidnapper probly thought that she wanted to go back to her family and rich elegant life, and if he did bring her back he would get lots of money. 'Wrong', she thought; she wasn't about to let some meat head bring her back!66
Now wide awake, she threw back the covers off the bed she presently was in, and tossed her pale legs over the side and got up slowly. The shirt and pants she wore were over sized but extreamly comfortable. 39
She threw her arms back and yawned deeply. Afterwards, she looked around the cave. Now that it was day she could see what was all around her.27-1400
He handed her a large plate of what looked to be bacon and grits. She looked at it and her stomach growled loudly, not even realising just how hungry she was; she dug in right away and was done within minutes. She sat back and touched her stomach lightly. Then her eyes fell on the dieing fire from the previous night. She smiled in comfort and fell back asleep.
After a while of sleeping she arouse again this time because her body just said ENOUGH SLEEP! ( :) )Her eyes cascaded around the cave, it was rather large, enough to roomly fit seven or even eight king size beds and several peices of furniture. There was a warm spring in the very back of the cave, about the size of a mini pool. There was a cooking area..., imagine a studio apartment inside a smooth granite cave.. if you can.149
Then she got distracted by a movement off the very back of the cave where the spring was kept. There, in all his glory, stood her kidnapper, his back facing her. Her lightning blue eyes started from his feet up, sizing him up so to speak. Her eyes trailed from the smillish bronze feet, to the muscular calves. To the most perfect tan bum she could ever even imagine, her eyes lingered a little on that fact, but she had to press on. Then she got distracted by him moving and flexing his shoulders, and like the rest of his perfectly sculpted body they looked tan, warm, and Strong. She licked her lips absent mindedly, then her eyes continued up till they reached the base of his hair like, she found it ironic that his hair grew to the sky, defying gravity. Then as if sensing her present he turned around grabbing a towel and wrapping it around himself before she got a glimps, letting her get a full veiw of his, heavy set, wash board stomach. He had the biggest smirk she had ever seen or thought possible of having. His teeth were the perfect white, with sharp edges. He had a slight fragment of dimples; he had high cheek bones and thinish lips. His eyes were a peircing chocolate, almost black; they accented his very low widows peak. She noticed that his smirk grew wider... He knew she was checking him out.243 -1791-
Then she walked up to him slowly, swaying her hips side to side, showing off all her curves. She walked around him sliding her right index finger across his chest an colar bone and stoped right above his left shoulder an flicked, like flicking a grain of sand, off skin. Then she leaned in and licked her way up his shoulder and to the nape of his neck sucking and swirling her tounge over the base of his hair line, then reaching her destination. She sucked an slide her tounge over his earlobe and nipping it a little then; saying in a hushed husty voice, mimiking his own, "Get something decent on." Then she smirked, and walked around to see his face, the emotions played out one by one. Pleasure, anxioty(sp big time), lust, realization, embarrassment, loath. She even had the nerve to smile and nip his nose! She walked away swaying her hips back and forth in a victorial way. 160
His smirk had long gone washed away from his face an now an ever so present scowl replaced it. One, once you got to know him, was one of the only emotion he ever really displayed. He had two faces, smirk, scowl. You would think he would have wrickles by now...47-1999-
Hes shock subsided and he looked at her retreating form with interest. "Like what you saw woman?" He said cockly... His smirk replacing his scowl.
She lifted one of her thin sculpted eyebrows and said, as her eyes were shinning like the dimonds they were, "I've seen much better."
He thought about it for a second then replied in a very sexy, yet disturbing way. "I will bet, and if i am wrong you get your freedom. That you have Never seen a body like mine."
As he, she thought for a second and replied in a monotone, with a hint of sarcasim."Your right I haven't." She gave a last look at him smiled and winked, then was off to sit next to the dieing fire. -2126-
She walked out of her royal fitted room. She stepped out onto the balcony of the huge palace; her dainty feet scrapping across the marble flooring. She walked to the end of it, placing a firm pale hand on the railing. The moon shone down on her, crystalizing her in an inhuman way; her hair was the deep shade of a ripe blueberry in the depth of the moon light. Her dainty exterior was lit up because of the shear nightgown, being of a pale white. Her skin glowed, but her eyes were the most magnificent. They looked like deep blue ice, and if she wanted she could be cold as a snake and the eyes would be like dimonds. But like now she hid nothing.129
She sighed and looked out across the ocean; tha the palace over looked. She could see the waves crashing off in the distance. Just like her life, she thought. The waves being her life and family and her the sand it crashed on. Her grip on the railing got tighter as she started to think. Mmmmm, just a jump away... she thought. She gripped even tighter and lifted a leg over it. Her mind was, for once, not literaly pounding. There in the bliss of her balcony, her railing, was her salvation, her freedom. As she thought back on her life she frowned, but as she felt the cool smooth railing under her finger tips she smiled,... freedom. All she ever wanted was that. Now no one could take it, not her mother, not her "fiance", not even her God damn father. This was hers. For the first time in her life she felt the taste of freedom, and she liked it. Only thing left now is the Jump.173
Her life was different from everyones. She was the daughter of King Alrane, king of Earth. Sister to the ruler of Carain. She was cousin to the king of Fandoria, known famous for its hot deserts and beautiful oceans. She princess of Earth was, Bulma.45
Her life was simple, be pretty, be polite, and always be perfect. To her mother she was nothing but a useless fool. To her father she was a bargaining chip to the other planets... What you would call an excape goat. Her father was marring her off to some low life pig. The only reason she could find for her to marry him would be to have an alliance. Pfft what a laugh. He was a weakling; to make himself feel better he would beat on his girlfriend... I mean whore. To, in his words, make her know who's boss. His planet was of weak low class fighters. He was rich because they were poor. 109
She laughed, as her grip got tighter to keep her from falling. He was no more than a worthless peice of trash. If she jumped everything would go away. Mabe if she was lucky, she would never see anyone that she knew ever again. 43
Her laughing died to a mear chuckle. Then... in her own bliss she slipped! Her mind was racing.... 'no not yet!' She thought. 'I wanted to enjoy this!' But in the second she thought that, her hand was grabbed, and she was pulled over the railing. She looked up and saw through her bleary eyes, someone in black. The bulky figure pulled her up into a hug and flew out into the sky. They were going so fast... Her head was spinning...., and she fainted onto his bulky chest. 89
When she woke up she was sitting in a cave. The cave was huge, from the floor to the ceiling it was about 50 feet she estemated. It was black as night everywhere, except for a flicker of light she could make out in the very base of the cave. She crawled, stumbled, to the light. It was hours before she made her way to the huge bon fire. She must have gone a long ways because that speck she first saw was now a towering 10 foot fire.100
She was at a loss of words as she saw green and blue flickers in it, the fire. Then she smiled. Was this her imagination? Was this her hell.... No Darryl wasnt there; even in her own hell he was to chicken shit to fucking stay here.... She accually smiled wider at the thought of him in a cave..... Humm, mabe even without his group of whores! She laughed out loud at the thought of him running around screaming for Jane or Trannease, mmm mabe even that dike Alice. 88
A slight movement caught her eye and the feeling of someone behind her made the hair on the back of her neck stand up; you know the feeling.. like there is something there .. something dark, haughting. Her long blue hair was swept up from her neck and then on her left shoulder. It leaned down and she could feel It's hot breath on her neck... almost like the feeling of something staring at a certain spot on you.... looking to your soul. A warm over worked hand presented itself on her neck then went down her back. 97
The night gown she presently wore was a lace up from the back... ending just above her buttocks. The thin fabric left nothing to the imagination. It was as you could say..... scandolus. In her mind, as she felt his warm hand slid down her back and start to unlace the gown, she wanted him to do it.... mabe afterwards he could finish what she started. Mabe her wish would come true.... or not.75
As her dress fell to the ground, her hair covering her breasts, he whispered in a husky voice, "Get something decent on." and threw her a pair of worn in brownish leather pants and a over sized white shirt. The shirt was a button up and looked to be a man's shirt, to imagine it would to think of what a buisness man's shirt would be like, untucked and disaranged.70
She slipped them on, looking over her shoulder ever so often to see if he was peaking. The pants fitted like a glove and the shirt was soft and smelt fondly like a man. She walked around aimlessly; the floor was hard but the worn ground, dirt, made it easy and soft to walk on. She sat down soundlessly and watched the fire crack. She was daydreaming with her legs pressed up to her chest and her arms wrapped round them. She settled her chin in the crook of her knees.
A warm happy smile graced her lips absent mindedly; the warmth of the fire relaxing her into a dull dreamless sleep, one not experienced in ages... Being, 17 years. 120
She awoke the next morning to the intoxicating aroma of a mix of bacon and wild flowers; her eyes were still shut while she enjoyed the free moment. "Rise and shine!", a deep scratchy voice yelled, making an echo throughout the cave. "Breakfast..", the voice mumbled. She rolled over from laying on her stomach to her back. As, she did the movement she relised, instead of laying on the hard cold cave floor; she presently was laying on a soft feather like bed. Her eyes slowly open and adjusted to the light of the cave. There she layed on black silk sheets. She sat up slowly as everything started to sink in. She had been kidnapped, was sitting on a strange bed, and obviously her kidnapper was making her breakfast.130
'How odd' she thought to herself. A silly arrogant smile graced her cherry full lips. She accually almost laughed at the thought. Here her kidnapper probly thought that she wanted to go back to her family and rich elegant life, and if he did bring her back he would get lots of money. 'Wrong', she thought; she wasn't about to let some meat head bring her back!66
Now wide awake, she threw back the covers off the bed she presently was in, and tossed her pale legs over the side and got up slowly. The shirt and pants she wore were over sized but extreamly comfortable. 39
She threw her arms back and yawned deeply. Afterwards, she looked around the cave. Now that it was day she could see what was all around her.27-1400
He handed her a large plate of what looked to be bacon and grits. She looked at it and her stomach growled loudly, not even realising just how hungry she was; she dug in right away and was done within minutes. She sat back and touched her stomach lightly. Then her eyes fell on the dieing fire from the previous night. She smiled in comfort and fell back asleep.
After a while of sleeping she arouse again this time because her body just said ENOUGH SLEEP! ( :) )Her eyes cascaded around the cave, it was rather large, enough to roomly fit seven or even eight king size beds and several peices of furniture. There was a warm spring in the very back of the cave, about the size of a mini pool. There was a cooking area..., imagine a studio apartment inside a smooth granite cave.. if you can.149
Then she got distracted by a movement off the very back of the cave where the spring was kept. There, in all his glory, stood her kidnapper, his back facing her. Her lightning blue eyes started from his feet up, sizing him up so to speak. Her eyes trailed from the smillish bronze feet, to the muscular calves. To the most perfect tan bum she could ever even imagine, her eyes lingered a little on that fact, but she had to press on. Then she got distracted by him moving and flexing his shoulders, and like the rest of his perfectly sculpted body they looked tan, warm, and Strong. She licked her lips absent mindedly, then her eyes continued up till they reached the base of his hair like, she found it ironic that his hair grew to the sky, defying gravity. Then as if sensing her present he turned around grabbing a towel and wrapping it around himself before she got a glimps, letting her get a full veiw of his, heavy set, wash board stomach. He had the biggest smirk she had ever seen or thought possible of having. His teeth were the perfect white, with sharp edges. He had a slight fragment of dimples; he had high cheek bones and thinish lips. His eyes were a peircing chocolate, almost black; they accented his very low widows peak. She noticed that his smirk grew wider... He knew she was checking him out.243 -1791-
Then she walked up to him slowly, swaying her hips side to side, showing off all her curves. She walked around him sliding her right index finger across his chest an colar bone and stoped right above his left shoulder an flicked, like flicking a grain of sand, off skin. Then she leaned in and licked her way up his shoulder and to the nape of his neck sucking and swirling her tounge over the base of his hair line, then reaching her destination. She sucked an slide her tounge over his earlobe and nipping it a little then; saying in a hushed husty voice, mimiking his own, "Get something decent on." Then she smirked, and walked around to see his face, the emotions played out one by one. Pleasure, anxioty(sp big time), lust, realization, embarrassment, loath. She even had the nerve to smile and nip his nose! She walked away swaying her hips back and forth in a victorial way. 160
His smirk had long gone washed away from his face an now an ever so present scowl replaced it. One, once you got to know him, was one of the only emotion he ever really displayed. He had two faces, smirk, scowl. You would think he would have wrickles by now...47-1999-
Hes shock subsided and he looked at her retreating form with interest. "Like what you saw woman?" He said cockly... His smirk replacing his scowl.
She lifted one of her thin sculpted eyebrows and said, as her eyes were shinning like the dimonds they were, "I've seen much better."
He thought about it for a second then replied in a very sexy, yet disturbing way. "I will bet, and if i am wrong you get your freedom. That you have Never seen a body like mine."
As he, she thought for a second and replied in a monotone, with a hint of sarcasim."Your right I haven't." She gave a last look at him smiled and winked, then was off to sit next to the dieing fire. -2126-