Chapter 1

New Beginning

It had been 3 days since "it" happened. "It" was the most shocking and spirit crushing experience that had ever happened to her. With a faint dizziness surrounding her, she tried her best to recall "it" to get a better grasp on her current situation.

Three days at the most! This is going to be fun…. She heard those words almost shouted as she lay under her desk after the impact. It started as just any normal day would. She woke up, brushed her teeth and combed her hair, dressed in her usual work attire, including black slacks and dress blouse, covered by a long white lab coat. She had planned for it to be a rather uneventful day, only completing minor research in the lab with her father. Although it seemed boring enough, she always looked forward to these days the most. It was when she was able to forget about being the charismatic, beautiful and bossy center of attention that she normally paraded around as, and just got to be herself back to her roots. Her father admired her for her intellect above all else and the sense of pride she could feel every time he looked at her gave her more confidence then she could ever have on her best day. She sat at the desk typing furiously on her keyboard while her father stood near the window for better light to go over his printed notes. Out of nowhere, they both heard a large crash just outside on their property. As Mr. Briefs instinctively looked out the office window, a straight beam of light pierced him between the eyes, leaving him to fall to the floor unconscious. She screamed subconsciously before thinking to herself that the origin of the beam would hear her.

As if on cue, she heard footsteps coming very quickly to her office, so she ducked under the desk. She saw two pairs of white and gold tipped boots coming towards her. Out of sheer morbid curiosity, she looked up at the faces of the beings wearing the boots. Dark, black eyes were all she could remember before one of them spoke up:

"Three days at the most! This is going to be fun." "Don't be so sure of yourself, Nappa. Just because the first two individuals that we found on this planet have no significant power readings don't mean that the rest of the population will be so easily overcome."

"Oh kill me, Radditz! You are starting to sound more and more like that egghead father of yours, always willing to be a spoil sport just so you can show off your precious intelligence. And don't forget, it's because of your family's inferiority that we are here in the first place. If it wasn't for your younger brother's failure, this would have been taken care of years ago." "Kakarott's falter is regrettable, but it is nothing to dwell on my comrade. Let's just clean up his mess and get back to Planet Vegeta as soon as possible."

"What do you plan to do with your brother if you find him, Radditz?" Bulma watched the longer haired Saiyan look down in what she could swear was a sign of regret. "I will deal with him according to the laws of our race." Bulma became less aware of her situation as she became engrossed in the conversation between the two invaders. It wasn't until they looked down at her that she realized how much trouble she was in. "What should we do with this one." "What do you mean; let's just destroy her along with everyone else on this miserable planet." Bulma felt a lump form in her throat as she was sure she was breathing her last breaths. Radditz tried to observe the surroundings and concluded that they were in a laboratory, so the girl must have been some sort of scientist for the planet. "Not so fast Nappa. However miserable this place is, its inhabitants have done something that no other race in the universe can. They have deterred a Saiyan from his purging mission. They must have some sort of intelligence that we are not aware of. Perhaps we should take her back." In truth, Radditz felt pity for the blue haired being in front of him, seeing as how he and his father were scientists and the man they just killed must have been the girl's father. He thought that they may have had a similar relationship between the two of them.

"You're too sentimental for your own good, Radditz. Mark my words, one day it will get you killed. The best this being can hope for back on Vegeta is a position as a concubine or personal whore." With that thought, Nappa's surly disposition turned into one of expectant hope. "On second thought, let's bring her back with us. It's always nice to bring a souvenir."

Those were the last words that Bulma heard before a hand had come crashing down on the back of her neck, knocking her into deep oblivion. Now, she lay here awake, weak, tired, hungry, and confused as to what had or would happen to her. She continued to stare at the ceiling of her dank and very cold cell as she heard approaching footsteps and the sound of the door opening.