Author's Note: Hi everyone! This is a new story, that I wrote up in the last day! I don't know why, but I didn't want Bulma to be a whimpering puss anymore! I've decided to try to make her more tough, if you guys can't tell from this story. She is a ruthless person, and I think I like her better this way! And she's smart too! So yay! And since a couple of you guys requested me to do a story where Bulma is a fierce person, I just thought that this would be a great story!
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ, or anything from them. I am not getting paid to write this story, and if I were, I would make sure that I owned Vegeta. *Wink*
Chapter 1: Ice Queen
She was merciless. She knew it and her victims knew it. She was Bulma Briefs, probably the most notorious mercenary in the entire galaxy. She was cunning, and amazing, and with a brain as smart as her, she knew where it counted.
Her planet had been destroyed years ago, by a bunch of stupid purgers. And she never looked back. She had barely escaped with her life, trying to find someone out there who was similar to her, but never finding anyone like that. She knew that since earth was destroyed, that didn't mean that there weren't any survivors. She had been very close to being caught by Freiza's men, before escaping in the small ship that she had managed to built in the months before those beasts came and took everything from her.
She had power, and she was damn well not going to share her power with anyone. Sure she had no Ki, but that didn't mean that she didn't have the brains to invent weapons that could destroy a person in their place if she chose to.
She was not only a mercenary, but she was also a weapons expert, making weapons to anyone who wanted them. But she only sold her items on the black market. Which was located on the planet of Yunaize.
And right now Bulma was standing in front of a sinister looking man who stared her down with all the contempt that he muster up.
She smirked at him out the corner of her mouth. Daring him to challenge her. She had weapons that could disassemble a man and break his spirit. Ahhh... This was what she lived for. She wasn't always this way. Once upon a time ago, she was a sweet girl who lived in her house with her caring parents, but the universe had played a trick on her, pushing her to be hard, and vicious, even if she didn't necessary wanted to be.
"You should give me the weapon for 200." The big man said to her.
She shook her head, still smirking at this tall man. "I don't think so big boy. I made this weapon for the purpose to shock a person in their place. And if you honestly think I'm going to sell this to you for that price you are sadly mistaken." She laughed a the end of her sentence.
The big man growled at her. She saw in a split second before he launched himself at her. She had invented a pair of amazing sunglasses, that would allow her to see the slowness of her opponent's actions before they descended on her.
And she quickly wiped out a Ki energy zapper. It was like a gun that shot out a small dart at her victims to stun them in place, and drain their Ki and their bodily energy. She smirked at the man, as he gasped in pain trying to get his energy level up, but failing at it miserably.
She walked up to him, and pushed him down on his knees, before thinking twice of it. She picked his head back up, his hair fisted in her small pale hand. "Fuck you asshole. I am the greatest mercenary in the ten galaxies. If you think your going to stiff me, than you deserve to die. No one rips me off you fucking cock sucker!" She hissed with venom laced in her word.
And then she turned around looking like she was going to leave this man. And he sighed in relief.
But before she left his line of vision. She turned around, and pulled a gun out of her thigh holster. "Oh wait," She mused, before shooting a quick burst of energy at the man's chest causing him to slump forward, dead.
Everyone who knew anything knew who she was. She was an amazing woman who had the ability to think for herself. Frieza that slimy bastard has asked her to join him, but she had declined saying that she didn't work for any damn tyrant. She worked for money and that was it.
He agreed, and he never asked her to work for him again. And she made damn sure that that fucking asshole knew who she was. She hadn't killed anyone in particular that she was aware of that was close to the fucking tyrant. But she didn't need to. She was the smartest person she knew of personally.
She had a vendetta, and that was to get back at the inhuman beasts who had clawed their way into her world and destroyed it. She was sure that they were some low level scum that Frieza had commanded to destroy her planet.
She knew that she didn't give a damn about the tyrant. She tried to tell herself that every night before going to sleep. But she couldn't be sure about that. She knew that if she found out that he was the one who executed earth to die in a hole of burning fire, she would have to eventually kill him. The son of a bitch had no idea what she was capable of.
She knew that he had heard about her myths. About some crazed blue haired angel of death that would come knocking, only to blow your head up. And she made damn sure that everyone who was anyone knew that she was not to be taken lightly.
She had been selling her inventions up to the millions, and technically that made her automatically one of the richest people in the world. If she wanted to buy a new ship that was twice the size of her regular ship she could easily do that. But unfortunately for some people she wouldn't be buying a new ship anytime soon.
Her ship was the reason why Freiza's men hadn't caught her yet. Her ship had a cloaking device on it. And she knew that the only material that made the device was destroyed when she was back on earth. So technically there was no way for her to reproduce. And she knew that slimy bastard Frieza wanted her. He wanted to pull out all the ideas in her head, and throw them on the table, so he could be the most terrified tyrant in the entire universe.
But she never let that asshole get close to her. She only sold her weapons to the highest bidder. And the highest bidders there were. Everyone wanted something, and Bulma used that to her advantage, when she wanted money. She used the money that she had gotten from the people who bought her weapons to buy more supplies to make more weapons. It was like a sick circle of life. Or something like that she concluded.
The poor sucker who had gotten blasted earlier had told her that he was willing to give her 10 million for the shocker. But when he had seen how small it was he tried to downgrade the price. She thought with a sour face how stupid men were. How could they think just because something is small, doesn't make it any less powerful.
She thought about another mercenary that had just emerged from... well she wasn't sure from where. But she knew that it was not good, when someone gets into your business. She had heard from people who had briefly spotted him, saying that he was roguishly good looking. And she had heard from a couple of the whores on Yunaize that he was an amazing lay. She wouldn't put it past the bastard.
But she knew that she could never let anyone get close to her. Rule number one. Don't let anyone get too close to you. They might just back stab you.
She got into her ship about the leave the planet Yunaize, when she started thinking about the four bastards who had destroyed her home planet. She had tracked one of the sons of bitches down, and that coward was in a nearby galaxy. She would get her revenge, even if it killed her.
After a couple of hours in space, Bulma rubbed her tired eyes, trying to stiffen a yawn that came out of her mouth. She was exhausted. She hadn't slept very well in the last couple of days. She was on a mission, and catching up to one of the men who took her life from her, was very exhausting. She gave in, and gave a small yawn. She felt her eyes get groggy with sleep, and she put the ship on autopilot, and directed the ship where their next coordinates were at.
She walked to the back of the ship, where a small cot awaited her. She fell asleep as soon as she hit the small bed.
Vegeta cursed himself, he was in the middle of nowhere, with not a single planet in site. He hissed through clenched teeth and cursed himself on his damned mission. All he could see was clouds of asteroids as they danced in front of him. This just wasn't going to do. And the worst thing was that he hadn't thought that he would be stuck out here for the last couple of days, so he was unprepared to what he was going to do about his dire situation.
His ship had run out of fuel. He had neglected to fill it up, before he left. And he cursed himself after the second day. The only thing working in his ship was the electricity and that was because of the battery. If he couldn't find a way out of this sticky situation, he was going to be damned for ever, floating aimlessly around space for all eternity.
He watched for the next half hour as huge asteroids flew past him. His mind tired, and weak from exhaustion. He wanted to sleep. That's when one of the buttons on the ship's control panel started beeping, informing him that there was life somewhere nearby. He scanned it in, and it was coming quick. It seemed like whatever it was, it was a ship of some sort. And it was speeding past him, in a vortex of anger.
He hissed as he locked onto the small ship. It in a split second it zoomed past him, and he grabbed onto it's location. He pulled his ship up as close as he could to the small silver ship. As he looked through the side window, he was impressed. This ship seemed to be made of a shiny metal that looked like it was smooth to the touch. And the design of the ship looked slightly strange as well. It wasn't a regular bulky battle ship. It looked like an egg with a pointed tip at the front. He smirked at himself for finding this ship in the middle of nowhere.
Now he could finally leave this god forsaken asteroid field that he had been in for the last four days.
He pushed a button the control panel, and a thick metal rope pushed it's way out of the front of his ship, and attached with claws on the shiny ship that was slightly ahead of him. He was going to be very interested to talk to whoever owned this ship. Then as soon as he saw it, the entire ship disappeared.
His eyes bulged out of his head, but he realized that he was still being tugged by the bigger ship. He mused for a split second before realizing that the ship in front of him had some sort of cloaking mechanism in it. He pondered for a minute wondering what made cloaking a ship possible. This was the first time he had ever seen anything so strange. And he wasn't sure what to make of it.
He watched as the invisible larger ship dragged his smaller ship across the next galaxy, and then stopped shortly in front of a planet. He typed into his control panel, and found out that this planet was planet X2. From the quick report he pulled up, he realized that this planet housed 100 of the most ruthless killers out there. Everything from murderers, to people who tortured young children.
He smirked. This was definitely going to be fun.
