Night had fallen over Satan City, but in the decrepit apartment in Satan City downtown, Gohan made no effort to move from his place on the floor. Lilith had departed as soon as the sun had gone down, but had warned him that if he so much as moved while she was gone, what she had done to him during the day would be nothing compared to the second punishment he'd receive. And still shaking from the horrible treatment he'd gotten earlier, he had no desire to test her wrath any further.

Lilith may not have known about the mating bond, or even what a Saiyan was, but she certainly knew how to take advantage of the opportunities it offered. And the night they had bonded, however accidental it may have been, she drank him dry, while he only received enough of her blood to revive him into the cursed un-life. Because of the strange circumstances, she held sway over him, in body and mind, as proven earlier.

He knew not how long he knelt trembling on the floor, but all too soon, an ice-cold hand slid down his back, inciting a fresh shiver, although for a completely different reason.

"I'm back, my pet," the insane woman whispered into his ear. "And since you've been such a good boy, I've brought you a treat."

He cracked open an eye, enough to give her a skewed glance, laden with curiosity.

Lilith chuckled and ran her hand through his wild black spikes. "I noticed that you need to feed more often than I do in order to use those special powers of yours, So while I was out, I decided to bring you a little snack, just in case you were hungry after our little play-time today."

The younger vampire shuddered again. That woman was sick and twisted, even as vampires went. She had told him she had been a psychic before she had been turned, but he wondered if she hadn't been psycho as well.

"Well now, that wasn't very nice at all, pet. All I do is bring you a present and start insulting me. I thought you had learned your lesson, but apparently not. Well that's a shame."

She drew a hand under his chin and forced his head up, so that his dull black eyes could meet her own, alight with the fires of madness. Her claw-like fingers left a shallow scratch on his throat, but no blood trickled from the wound. Lilith drew closer, until their faces were nearly touching. She drew a finger across his pale lips.

"Pet, it's time for you to finally understand that I am your master..."

*

Back in the main room, Satan Videl struggled against the bonds that held her. She had been out for a peaceful walk at twilight when some crazy woman dressed in red and black robes had seized her like a pro-wrestler, and commented about how a healthy young woman such as she would make a wonderful treat for her "pet." And while the woman had not elaborated on what exactly her pet was, she was positive she didn't want to know what sort of vicious animal would be devouring her. That was, of course, if she was still there by the time the psycho woman came back with her pet. And of that, she had no intentions.

Videl had a fairly good sense of time, and after about half an hour or so after the woman had dumped her by the door, she began hearing screams from one of the bedrooms. They didn't sound like an animal's, and were too masculine to be the woman's. At first they sounded forced, like the whoever was screaming was trying not to, but eventually they caved and the sound echoed through the mostly bare rooms.

The noise eventually died down, and her sharp ears could pick up a soft whimpering underneath the woman's voice.

"You broke much sooner than I would have thought pet. Perhaps you are still weak from today's fun?" There was a brief pause before she began again. "It would appear so. Well, that's too bad, I was looking forward to a bit more fun before I left for Marilith's." She sighed. "All you have to do is say 'Lilith is my master,' and I'll leave you to your snack while my sister and I chat. Come pet, say it."

The front door and the entrance to the room were rather close, and so the detective was able to hear a voice mutter something unintelligible. Her bonds forgotten, her curiosity was plaguing her with questions. What sort of sick game where those people up to? So far, she had evidence of two people in there, and the conversation had been more than disturbing.

There was the sound of a hand striking flesh, and Lilith's sharp voice barked out, "Louder!  Say it louder, so our little guest can bear witness!"

"Lilith is my master," the other voice grumbled, this time loud enough for the human detective to hear.

Lilith's voice dropped the edge and became as sweet as honey. "Now that's a good boy. See? It wasn't so hard. Now, I'm going to leave for my sister's home, but if I hear of you helping any more humans I'll make sure you pay for betraying me. Now go and enjoy your treat, my little pet, I'll be back tomorrow night."

The woman swept from the room, red and black robes swishing softly as she turned a haughty glare on the human woman. "Pah, inferior humans. I still don't understand what he sees in you."

No sooner had she swept out the door than a hoarse voice emerged from the doorway. "Is the psycho-bitch gone yet?"

Videl looked up, momentarily startled. "Y-yes," she stammered, as the owner of the voice moved into the dimly illuminated area. Her eyes widened, taking in the crown of wild black spikes and dark eyes that appeared slightly dazed at the moment. He staggered across the floor, pale skin glowing softly in the light. She knew it was just a reflection, but the effect was eerie. And it also did not help her mood that she was in the same room as a suspected murderer.

He slid down a nearby wall with a soft moan, one dark eye studying the bound woman by the floor. "So you're the Satan Videl whose been following my work, eh?"

The brunette detective was shocked, to say the least. "How did you—"

The man cut her off with a half-hearted wave. "I have my ways. I suppose congratulations are in order—I believe I told my father just today that he would never find me, and yet here you are, sitting in my cage with me. I must say, I'm impressed. Son Gohan, by the way, but I'm sure you already knew that."

Her questions from before started to nag her curiosity again. 'Who was that woman, and what the hell was going on?"

His head turned slightly, enough for him to fix both dark eyes on her. "It's a very long, complicated story. I can guess what you heard, and her claims of owning me are very much true. However, that is for me to know and you never to find out." As he finished, his face mutated briefly before disappearing just as quickly.

If Videl had blinked, she would have missed it. "The hell was that?"

A half-smirk was thrown her way. "My alter-ego, if you will. And he's getting harder to control, as I am very hungry. I know you to be a good person, so unless you want to die a very pleasant death, I suggest you leave right now."

Videl held up her bound limbs. "Easier said that done. And what do you mean, pleasant death?"

'Damn things, I don't know why she carries them around all the time.' He chuckled darkly as he crawled over and broke the iron manacles with his bare hands. "The way in which I would kill you, while slightly disturbing, is very pleasurable, for both parties involved. By the time it would actually hurt, you'd be so far gone you would barely notice anything."

Videl stood up, her clever imagination coming with various scenarios to fit his description. "You are one sick fuck, you know that?"

He was about to reply when his face mutated again, only this time she had a longer glimpse of the nightmare face the Seittman woman had described. It disappeared once more, although there was obvious strain on him as he did so.

"As much as I'd love to chat, now is not the time to discuss my eating habits. If I were you, I would run away right now, very quickly."

Videl was inclined to agree, as she watched him spasm again. Caution thrown to the wind, she tore open the door and bolted down the aging stairs, fervently glad she was in excellent physical condition. She did not stop, even when she finally reached the street. In fact, she ran all the way to the headquarters, finally collapsing on the couch in the lounge. Erasa looked up from her magazine, one penciled eyebrow raised in question.

"Long story," Videl told her, once she'd gotten her breath back. "Suffice it to say I had an interesting encounter with our Mister Son Gohan."

Erasa spat coffee all over the new white carpet. "You what?!" she shrieked.

Videl cringed. "Easy on the screaming, Erasa, my head hurts."

"Sorry Vid, but I though you said you actually ran into our murderer!" the blonde apologized.

The brunette sighed. "That's the thing, I did. Only it seems that things are more complicated than we thought."

Erasa set her coffee mug and magazine aside, solely focusing on her partner. "How so?"

                "Well," videl began, "here's what happened..."

*

As soon as the human woman had vanished, the half-Saiyan vampire rose from his sitting position, fighting off another spasm. "Damn demon," he muttered, heading for the door. He wasn't sure how much longer he could fight him off, and so decided to forego the process of digging out a shirt, and walked out of the apartment clad in a pair of gi pants and nothing else, not even a pair of shoes.

It was a brisk night, but the unnaturally cold flesh of his body wasn't bothered by it. Even as a living being, he hadn't been much bothered by temperature change, and even more so as undead. Deciding that the streets were too slow, he sacrificed a bit of his stolen life energy to leap onto the top of a nearby building and proceeded to hunt along the city's skyline, senses trained on the street below.

However, as he ran along, the hunger for blood was getting stronger, and it was the point of nearly consuming, and so he dropped down onto the body of the first human he saw, a relatively wealthy-looking man who reeked of alcohol. He decided the buzz he'd get was well worth keeping the ravenous demon at bay, and sank his teeth into the human's neck. He fed quickly and obliterated the body with a small blast of energy. One more person and he'd be set, but this time he was almost full and could take the time to stalk more favorable prey. He took off again, only slightly light-headed from the influx of alcohol. His lips pulled back in a predator's grin. There was nothing better than a full stomach, in a Saiyan's opinion.

A/N-There ya go. A bit longer this time. Not much to say, except that Lilith is one crazy vampire. And a bit sadistic too... Anyway, now that Videl and Gohan have finally met face to face, expect the romance aspect to start kicking in. And as for what Lilith did to him, just so it's not confusing, was basically just taking advantage of the mental connection to cause severe psychic pain. That's all. And because she's a psychic psycho, she can use it to her full advantage and do some nasty stuff in there, and can also spy on his thoughts and that kind of stuff. Until next time!

~Vegito