Nami stared in disbelif at the small girl infront of her. She felt like she was in a dream. The gentile goddess leaned forward, strands of hair fell over her eyes.<br/>"How are you... how did you.." She stuttered, her blush forming again. Her eyes studied the creature infront of her with an amazed look. She felt like she was in a dream, her head light and weightless.<br/><br/>Melissa smiled, the dark queen stood before her slaves.<br/>"Bow before me!" The dark angel commanded, a sence of power flowing into her.<br/>"Mel! Nami finished cooking!" Angel's voice drifted up. Mel sighed, taking a slave from her shoe box and putting the person into her pants for fun. The rest were tucked away safly under her bed.<br/>"Coming!" Mel called, stepping out of the door to her room.