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Chapter One
When walking down the street, the young boy saw a group of older teens huddled around something. The group was too thick and so he couldn't see what was in the middle. He walked over there and saw something that he needed to do something about. There was a girl in the middle of everything. To his surprise, the girl had long blue hair and was crying. If it wasn't for the color, age, and the fact that the girl was crying, this would be a normal sight to see. Their eyes met and he could see into her soul. He could feel the pain that she was feeling. Questions started to pop into his mind. Why was she here? How did she get in this situation? What were all of these teenage boys huddled around her doing? It then hit him. He was the prince. He didn't need to leave these questions unanswered. He pushed passed a few of the boys in the group and one of them yelled, "Hey! What do you think you're doing?" He then covered his mouth when he realized who he was talking to. "Oh, my apologies your highness." When everyone heard what he said, all of the teenagers got down on one knee and bowed to him. Only the girl wasn't bowing to him. She was curled in a ball and still had tears down her face. To the young, 7-year-old, boy she seemed about his age or a year younger than him. He looked back at all of the other boys.
"Does anyone care to explain what you think you were doing?"
None of them dared to look up at the prince and so he cleared his throat. One teen then decided to be brave and speak up. "That girl Sire, she's a thief, a lire, a beggar, and owes money to everyone in town. We found that she had something of ours and we wanted it back."
Vegeta thought about it and then turned to the girl who was now sitting on her legs toward him with her head to the ground. "Is this true girl?" He heard her sniff and then nod. "I can't hear you girl, and look at me when you speak."
She looked up at him with her big, blue, watery eyes. "Yes, all of what he said is true."
He looked her over. She had on a tattered, dirt covered dress. Her hair was pulled back. This girl didn't even have shoes on. What she had going for her? Her looks. He knew that if she got cleaned up, she would be pretty. "Girl, what is it that you have in your possession that belongs to these boys?" She unfolded her hand and he saw a small circular gold pendant for a necklace. It had a red star in the middle. He took it out of her hand and handed it to the boy. "Now, how much in total does this girl owe to the city?"
He looked at the others and they all shook their head with dumb founded faces. "We don't know."
"Well, go and find out. I will pay it off. She will have no debt when I leave." All of the boys nodded and left with their pendant to get the total of what she owes to everyone and who she owes it to.
Vegeta looked at the girl who was, once again, looking at the ground. "Girl, where are your parents?" She looked up at him remembering what he had told her before about talking to them.
"They are both dead. I've been trying to fend for myself for I don't know how long." Now it all came together in his mind. No wonder she was so poor. She had no family, no friends, he wondered if she had even paid anyone who offered her charity. Normally, he would ignore someone like this. She was different though. She had potential and she could go places but with the hand that life gave her, she couldn't go anywhere. It then hit him, literally. He looked down to see what tapped his leg and saw a blue tail. She was a Saiyan. His eyes widened and he looked at the strange girl. It was normal to see aliens around this city. This was probably the reason that she had come here. He decided to help her. "Where do you spend your nights?" There was a reason that most aliens stayed in this part of the planet. It was the coldest part of the planet. On average, this city was 60 degrees Fahrenheit. The rest of the planet was a comfortable average of 90. She stood and he could see the small cuts on her legs. He started to wonder where they were from. She walked away from him without saying a word and he followed. She stopped just outside a nearby Tavern.
"The owner here allows me to sleep here. I come here when it closes at one and when everyone leaves; I clean the place up and sleep. I wake up at five in the morning and make sure I didn't miss anything. I leave and the place opens at five thirty. He agreed that my cleaning was sufficient enough for a place to sleep as payment." She then walked around to the back. He saw a set of stairs that led to the second level and the door. "That is where I sleep." She started walking but he could tell that she was just loitering now. She avoided some areas as she walked, she would avoid turning onto some streets as they walked in silence.
"Is this what you do every day?"
"Yeah." He looked around. It was about noon. He checked his scouter and it was one in the afternoon. A power level he knew all too well was approaching. He knew that his guard would be wondering what was taking him so long.
"Are you hungry?" As if on cue, her stomach grumbled. He smirked and then saw the tall bald man land in front of them. "Nappa, we need food."
"Yes Sire." He said as he flew away. Vegeta flew after him expecting the girl to follow them. As he looked back, she looked up at him and then turned, walking away. He landed in front of her.
"Come on. We're going to get food."
"I can't fly." She said in an almost whispered voice. He heard it but didn't like that she had whispered it. He picked her up and flew fast to catch up to Nappa who had yet to notice their absence. They flew to where they were stationed. In every city, the royal family had a small palace that they stayed in every time they visited for a meeting or a vacation. Right now, his parents were making sure that everything was running smoothly through the cities and stayed for a week at every city. They landed just outside of the gates as his parents were walking out with an important looking old person. As that bald man saw him, he bowed.
"Your highness." Then he looked up and saw the girl standing next to him. "Good, you have found her. I guess information travels fast around here." He said looking the girl up and down thinking that she would get what she deserved. And she was getting what she deserved but it wasn't what he thought she deserved. It was what Vegeta thought that she deserved.
The King and Queen looked at each other confused. They had just sent Nappa to get their son. They hadn't even told him what they wanted. They were also surprised that it was this little girl that was causing the mess. He had described that she was young and had odd blue coloring but they never thought that it was this young. Never the less, they needed to deal with her. The problem was that they didn't know how. If she were a few years older, maybe they would have sent her off to do work in another city and pay off her debt that way but this was a totally different situation that they had in mind.
"Mother, father, I have brought a guest with me. Have the servants served lunch yet?"
His mother stepped forward. "No, we were all waiting for you. Who is this guest of yours?"
He realized that he hadn't asked her name. "Girl, introduce yourself."
She stepped forward and curtsied. She then looked up at them remembering what the prince had told her. "My name is Bulma Briefs, your highnesses."
"Miss Bulma Briefs, it seems as if you have caused more trouble than anyone else in this city. Your words?" The King asked.
"Whatever this man has said, it's probably true. I don't think that I have ever met him but I'm willing to say that I owe him money somehow."
Before anyone could say anything else, Vegeta spoke up. "I caught her in the middle of a huddle of teenage boys. She had stolen a pendant from one of them and they were getting it back."
"Ah," Started the man that still hasn't introduced himself. He was most likely the mayor. "So she was caught in the act and by the prince no less. Seems like she's going to get it."
"And that she is." The prince said. "First, she will get lunch. Next, she will be clothed properly and then will be given a choice. I have ordered the teenage boys to gather up the total that she owes and I shall pay it off." The look of shock on the man's face was priceless. Even being a 7-year-old, he carried himself as if he were already ruling. The only time that he didn't look down on others was when he saw them as his equal or superior and the only two that he had right now in that position was his parents. He had a little brother on the way that his mother was pregnant with but he hadn't been born yet.
"Son, that's a big thing to do for a little girl, are you sure?" The King asked with authority in his powerful voice.
"Positive father." He didn't like getting questioned about his decisions, even if it was his father.
His mother seemed to see in the girl the same thing he did. He had a good judgment of people and he knew that he got it more from his mother. "Well, if you are really going to do what you say you are than we better get eating. I have waited an hour to eat for you. I'm not going to wait any longer. She turned around and went into the castle.
"Nappa, have Mr. Roshi escorted back to his dwelling place." The King said as he followed his queen.
The Prince gestured for Bulma to follow him. And she did, looking to the ground and her hands in front of her. She was hiding something. He needed to figure it out too. She seemed way too open of a person to be hiding something but the way she acted, she was hiding something. He turned the corner opposite of where the dining room was. The girl followed him not questioning it as she had never even seen this place. He stopped in the hallway where no one was and no one was likely to be and turned to her. "What are you hiding?"
She looked up at him. "I'm hiding nothing your highness. What makes you think that?"
"Don't lie to me. Something's on your mind and you are hoping I don't ask the right question to get the answer. Now, I will ask this again. You will not lie to me and you will tell the truth. What are you hiding?"
"Prince," She took a deep breath. "I have never lied. I was raised as honesty being the best thing to have. What you say is correct though. I am thinking deeply of something that I am most ashamed of and was hoping that you wouldn't ask about that topic. I ask that I may tell you later? After the meal. I don't want to keep them waiting."
"Fine, but afterwards, I will have you tell me." He said as he went back down the hallway and went to the dining room.
"Son, it's nice of you to join us." His mother said. "Now if you both may sit." The King and Queen sat on either side of the table. Vegeta pulled out the seat and motioned for his guest to sit. She sat on the side closest to her mother and Vegeta sat next to her closer to his father. The servants came out and filled the table with food. He glanced over to his blue haired guest and smirked. She was very hungry by the looks of it and when they were told to feast, she dug in as if she hadn't eaten in weeks. After her third helping of the ham, her fourth helping of mashed potatoes, and her second helping of turkey, she slowed down her eating and reclaimed her manners. "Bulma?" The queen asked. Bulma swallowed and looked at her. "How is it that you are the biggest trouble maker that I have heard of? How old are you?"
"I am 6-years-old. As for how I got to where I am, that's a long story."
"Ok, so let's start at the beginning, I noticed that you have a tail. You have some odd coloring for a Saiyan. Where are your parents?"
"My parents are dead."
"Oh, well, do you have any relatives?"
"Not that I know of."
"How do you live?"
"On my own. I've been trying to survive for many years now on my own. That's why I owe everyone money."
"Where do you lay down your head at night?" The Queen was now understanding the little girl more.
"I sleep in a small supply closet in a tavern after it closes and I clean it up before I rest for the next day."
"That's not a long time. Taverns aren't closed for long and that's only because they have to make the drunks go home and sleep it over for the next night."
"I sleep for about four hours a day." The Queen looked at her food and thought about the little girl.
"How did you end up in this city?"
"I walked. I found that most aliens that lived on Vegeta-Si lived here. Everywhere else I'm called a Halfling. It's false though, I'm a full blooded Saiyan."
"Did you know your parents?"
"Yes."
"Where were you born?"
Bulma hesitated. "In the capital."
"Really? I hadn't heard of a blue Saiyan being born." The Capital is where the main castle is. Many of the elites and a few first class families lived there.
"A Blue Saiyan?" Bulma knew her coloring but didn't know why it was specified like the queen had said it.
"Living off of the grid would make sense for you not knowing. Many think it's just a legend. It's almost as well known as the legendary Super Saiyan."
"The what?"
Vegeta scuffed. She didn't know? That was pathetic. "The Legendary Super Saiyan is what I am distend to become. It is said that a Saiyan in royal ranks will become a Saiyan with golden hair and turquoise eyes. The Legendary is the strongest fighter in the universe."
"Wow, so you're supposed to become the greatest warrior in the entire universe?" Vegeta nodded. Bulma then turned to the Queen, remembering what she said earlier. "You said that there is a legend of a Blue Saiyan?"
"Yes. The legend is of a Saiyan born of your coloring. You will become great in time if you go the right way in life. If not, you could cause the destruction of the entire planet." Bulma's eyes widened. Vegeta remembered the old tale that he had been told. He didn't think it was true but if he was to become the legendary, she could become her legend too.
"I'm glad I found you when I did. It seems that you had already started the terror in that city." Vegeta laughed. Bulma looked down at her plate. He looked at her and knew that she was thinking of some bad things that have happened to her. He also saw that she was done eating. He was too. "Mother, father, I ask that she and I may take our leave."
"Yes son. Don't go too far this time." The Queen said as the two young Saiyans exited the room.
Vegeta was walking out of the castle gates and Bulma followed him, not knowing what else to do. Vegeta was thinking about what his mother had said. 'She? This little girl, granted I am only a year older than her, is the Blue Saiyan?' He turned and looked at the shorter girl. Her tail was wrapped around her wrist. The end of it was in her fist and she looked to be holding it. He needed to teach her about Saiyan culture. "Why are you doing that?"
She looked up at him confused and they stopped. "Doing what?"
"That, with your tail? Why are you holding it like that?"
"Oh, well…" She trailed off in thought. The blue haired girl seemed to feel slightly embarrassed. "I'm training it."
He knew what she meant but he knew that she couldn't make it that strong by doing it that way. If she pulled too hard, she would let loose and it wouldn't be properly trained. "That's not how you should train your tail. Follow me, I'll show you." He started walking and then he wanted to fly but knew that she couldn't. "And after that, I'll teach you how to fly." Bulma nodded and faster than she could blink, he picked her up and flew to his training grounds that were near the castle. He landed and dropped her on the ground.
"That wasn't very nice."
"If I teach you, you need to learn a few things. 1) I'm not a very nice person. 2) I am the Prince and you will treat me as such. 3) I don't tolerate weakness… from anyone." He turned around and locked the door. Bulma stood. She knew what he meant; she wasn't weak and knew it. "Now, tell me what you didn't want to earlier."
"Umm…" She looked down at her hands and took a breath. "It's about my parents." She looked up at him. "Have you heard of the great scientist Dr. Briefs?"
"Yeah, he died about three years ago."
"About three years ago, I wondered from my home. I didn't run away but I took a trip through the woods. When I came back, I saw someone walk out of my house and so I hid from sight. I heard it talking. 'She wasn't here.' It said. 'I'll come back later to see if she comes back.' It was as if it were speaking about me. I saw him leave and once he was out of sight, I hurried in and smelled blood. It was strong too. I went to the kitchen to see if my mother was there. She was but she wasn't alive. Then, I ran to my father's lab across the house. He was there too, but he had no head. Blood was oozing out of his neck and large cuts in his arms. His clothes were burnt and he looked as if he were tortured. I couldn't get it the image out of my mind and even now, I can recall it as if I had just left his room. I got on my knees and cried, praying to Kami that they weren't dead and that the thing that did this was going to get what was coming to it."
"So you're saying that the great Dr. Briefs was your father?" Bulma nodded. Vegeta processed the information.
"I heard something outside the home. It was back. The thing that murdered my father was back. I saw it. It stood behind me laughing. It was tall, muscular, and a light green blue skin with long, dark green hair tied in a ponytail. It tried to get me. It tried to hurt me but never tried to kill me. None of his attacks were lethal. I had gotten away and ran. I ended up here."
"What shame do you have for that, I mean, yeah, you didn't fight back but that's not what you are ashamed of."
"On my walk, I came to thinking. When I got back, I would start training." She said in a soft voice. "I'm a lot stronger than I look Vegeta."
"How much stronger. What are you holding back?"
"I don't know exactly how much I'm holding back but I can't really control it yet."
"I guess I have to figure it out then."
"Vegeta, I know I could have killed it before it got to my house, I saw it going to my house and I knew that something was bad in its intentions." She got down on her knees. "I could have stopped them from dyeing." She could feel the sting of her tears. Bulma tried to hold them back though. She knew that she was stronger than this but it had been plaguing her mind for so long. There is only so much a little girl can hold back for so long.
Vegeta got down on his knees and put a hand on her shoulder. "There is nothing we can do about their lives now. All you can do is train and become stronger. Maybe, one day you'll find that monster and kill him and so he couldn't do any more about it." He then stood. "Now, we must get you tested on how strong you really are."
Note: This is my first fic on this account and want to know how you like it. I don't plan to regularly update but will update as soon as I can. I have a couple more chapters written but am rereading and editing them before I post them. Reviews are greatly appreciated.