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"She's only a child!" Mrs. Briefs yelled as two burly guards carried away her 7 year old daughter Bulma. "Mama!" Bumla cried as she fought the guards pushing, shoving, and kicking anyway to get free, "Put me down you ugly buffoons!" No matter how hard she fought it was useless, Bulma finally stopped just long enough to see her mother being struck to the ground until a door closed in front of her.
"You're all going to regret this!" Bulma kept repeating as the two guards threw her into a dark room the door sliding closed behind them. Bulma looked around but she could see nothing, seconds later a red light came on lighting up most of the room in its glow. That's when she saw her, Chichi, curled in a corner with four other girls surrounding her. "Chichi?" Bulma stood slowly her muscles aching, her poor little body battered and bruised, she walked over to Chichi. "Bulma is dat reawy you?" Chichi cried her tears muffling up most of her words.
Bulma said nothing as she hugged her friend, both trying to take comfort in what little solace their presence offered to each other. The other four girls stood staring at the two some seeming older but not by most."Do any of you know why we are here?" Bulma asked while Chichi sat there staring off into space, three of the girls shook their head but the one who seemed the oldest glanced down a look of distress passing across her features. She was a beautiful girl Bulma noticed they all were beautiful, each having long flowing hair all different colors and petite bodies. Neither of them looked like they would grow up without breaking a few hearts, well not anymore Bulma thought waiting for the girl to respond.
The girl seemed to be waiting for something, Bulma noticed it was loud outside the door when the noise settled the girl finally spoke, "I am Rima I am not from your planet, we are all not from your planet except for that girl there that you call Chichi." Rima looked more annoyed now then sad and Bulma became cautious of the girls surrounding her and her friend.
"This is a slave trade the Saiyans created years ago," she paused as if for dramatic effect waiting for a reaction from Bulma; however Bulma was good at hiding her emotions something she learned quickly from her best friend Chichi. Rima finally continued, "They are going to sell us all to the highest bidder if we are not suitable for them. Most children get killed…" She paused again and Bulma clinched her fists ready to beat the information out of the girl if she didn't continue until she realized what the girl was looking at.
Following Rima's glare Bulma looked down it was Chichi she was passed out on the cold floor, "Oh Chichi not again" Bulma whispered picking Chichi up just enough to lean her against the wall, "continue" Bulma demanded after Chichi was taken care of."But those who are killed are usually ugly, incompetent, or boys." She looked at the other girls nodding to the end of the room and they all gathered over there leaving Bulma alone with Chichi. So, Bulma thought as she held her friend, which category are we?
"Might as well make the best of the situation huh Chichi?" Bulma asked her unconscious friend chuckling a bit as she pulled out one of her father's capsules and tossing it onto the ground. In a puff of smoke and light a bathroom stall popped up, throwing another capsule a kitchen appeared and Bulma went to work making food for everyone.
The other girls watched in horror as Bulma did her 'magic' in the kitchen all the while complaining that the food would taste like garbage since Chichi wasn't cooking. Rima glared at Bulma all the while and refused to eat said 'garbage' that Bulma handed her instead getting as far away from Bulma as she could and warning the other girls too. Bulma couldn't understand the hatred Rima had toward her, but she was too preoccupied with escape plans to care.
It seemed like months had gone by that Chichi and Bulma worked together to blow the walls off their room, all the while Rima explaining that the technology and tools they were using were way too outdated and old. Bulma ignored her and the threats from the girls that they would kill Bulma and Chichi if they got in trouble with all the racket they were making. Bulma wasn't worried no one ever came to their room except to bring food and that was only through a small hole in the door.
Finally when Bulma was on the verge of a mental break down and about to give up the door slid open. Chichi ran to Bulma, both standing side by side ready for anything. Bulma noticed the other girls huddling in the corner all where grabbing onto Rima some whispering "is it over?"
An enormous green man walked into the room, he looked more like a gigantic frog, he headed over to where Chichi was and flung her across the room to the group of other girls. Then her turned to Bulma, "You must be Bulma Briefs" he purred as he flicked her hair. Bulma stood her ground and glared at the monster that she assumed had to have been a snake by the way he talked. "Who wants to know?" She said hand on hip; the monster yelled and struck her across her face sending her flying towards the wall which she hit with a hard smack. "I will ask the questions you annoying little pest!" Chichi screamed but Rima was holding her back, the monstrous guard walked over to Bulma and pulled her up by her hair, "OW you jerk!" Bulma screamed trying to kick the thing in his ugly face.
He laughed and dragged her out of the room leaving Chichi screaming after her friend. Bulma tried to stay conscious as the snake man carried her over his shoulder, but the hit to the wall took more out of her then she expected, "Damn something is broken" Bulma whispered slipping into unconsciousness.
When she finally awoke she was in a room that smelled of roses and soap looking around Bulma noticed she was laying in a bed and her clothes where changed! "Oh god," Bulma groaned and laid back down the throbbing in her head causing her to feel faint. Someone must have washed her, dressed her, and put her in this room without her ever waking up. "I must've hit my head harder than expected," Bulma whispered as she tried to sit up. Letting out a loud cry when a sharp pain stabbed at her side she fell back onto the bed. Just then a beautiful women ran into the room in a dress that looked like pure blue silk, the woman had blonde flowing hair and crystal blue eyes that matched the dress. She was so beautiful it made Bulma self conscious looking at her.
"Sweetum you must lie still you are too injured to stand yet," the woman cooed her voice sounding more like a whisper, her voice soothed Bulma and she felt sleepy again. "W-who are you?" Bulma asked through clenched teeth the pain in her ribs throbbing more and more. "I am Lilia; I am what you would call a nurse or a healer which ever you prefer dear," she whispered again and Bulma wondered if that was just as loud as Lilia's voice got. "What..." Bulma sucked in a breath as the pain took her breath away before continuing, "what am I doing here?" Lilia put a warm cloth on Bulma's forehead and lifted up the blankets. Bulma noticed she was wearing the same silk dress that Lilia was wearing and shuddered it didn't look right on her tiny little body.
"How old are you dear?" Lilia asked ignoring Bulma's question, giving up Bulma finally relaxed as Lilia lifted her dress to change the bandages Bulma never noticed that her tapped to her left rib. "I am five," Bulma contemplated that for a minute and then asked, "wait how long have I been here?" Lilia looked confused and shook her head. Bulma tried a different question hoping to get an answer out of Lilia, "How long has it been since we landed on planet Earth?"
Lilia looked shocked and then glanced around as if to make sure no one was listening, "It has been a year and a half in your terms sweet girl." Bulma's eyes bulged and she thought she was going to throw up, a year and a half has already flew by and she wasn't even close to escaping and now she didn't know where Chichi was which made it harder to escape she wouldn't leave her friend.
Bulma didn't notice that Lilia was done and seemed to be waiting for something, "oh uh I would be 8 and a half." Lilia seemed pleased and stood up, Bulma hadn't even noticed Lilia was sitting on her bed she must have been as light as a feather. "You will be better in a matter of minutes," Bulma noticed Lilia tried to smile but she looked more sad than anything else, "then they will come to get you."
Lilia started walking away and Bulma shot up ignoring the pain trying to restrain her from moving, "wait Lilia! Wait! Who's coming to get me? Where am I? Where is my friend? What am I doing here?" Bulma screamed trying her hardest to stand, she didn't notice the shackles that where tightened around her ankles until they restrained her from moving her legs and dug into her skin when she tried to move. Crying in pain Bulma hit the bed with a thump and gave up letting the tingling feeling from her bandages lull her into a deep sleep.
"King Vegeta we captured the people of Capsule Corp a Mr. Briefs and his daughter Bulma," the soldier explained while his head was bowed and he stood on his knee, "what should we do with them?" King Vegeta walked back and forth contemplating for a couple seconds before responding, "Send Mr. Briefs to start working immediately I want to progress our technology as much as possible." King Vegeta stopped for a second again seeming deep in thought, "as for the girl don't let her know we have her father and send her to work on another ship."
The soldier nodded and hurried off to do his work, King Vegeta stood there very pleased and hopeful for the future of Planet Vegeta rested in the hands of these puny earthlings. The second the soldier left Prince Vegeta walked in a smirk on his face, obviously he has beaten kakarot again King Vegeta thought as he watched his son approach him. The King instantly knew Vegeta's mood would turn fowl the second he told him that he was sending him away with the ship the little Briefs girl was being transferred too; he needed someone in control of keeping that ship protected and out of the way of Frieza.
"My son you finally are done with your training for the day?" King Vegeta asked already knowing the answer, but also knowing that the subject would put his son in a better mood. "With Kakarot in a rejuvenation tank I have no other choice but to stop for now, everyone else is gone on other missions," Prince Vegeta scowled at his father and the King instantly knew where his son was going with the conversation. "Son I know you are desperate for a chance to leave and purge other planets but I cannot risk Frieza getting his hands on you, but I do have a mission for you," the King paused waiting for a reaction from his son.
Vegeta's smirked again, "what is it? If it's anything to do with getting off this blasted ship I'm be more than happy to take it." The King smiled hoping Vegeta would forgive him for not sending him away as Vegeta hoped his father would, "Son we have captured the Briefs family, the technology and brain power they posses will help us greatly. I need you to go on the ship we are putting the Briefs girl on and protect it from Frieza at all costs, I can't have both people be on the same ship just in case."
The reaction the King received from Vegeta wasn't expected, "Fine but I take the ship where I please." The King nodded, "as long as it's nowhere near Frieza I don't care where you go. Plus," the King continued knowing the second part would be useful to Vegeta keeping the girl alive, "it is said that she has the makings to create a machine that will help train us to become stronger." Vegeta stared at his father in disbelief but then quickly composed himself, "Let's hope so," Vegeta said, "I might just keep her around." The King shook his head as he watched Vegeta leave he turned toward a picture resting on a small table in his room, it was him and his wife. King Vegeta walked over and picked up the picture, "I am not weak for loving you" he whispered in the solitary of his room, "but I am weak for not teaching my son some compassion. There will be no hope for planet Vegeta if our soldiers don't learn to cooperate." The King looked out the window at the stars shooting past, "Could we never change?" he asked into the Abyss knowing the effort was futile, but he couldn't stop trying to change his peoples mind that killing and conquering wasn't the only way. That course will be Frieza's downfall, but how could you change a beast when all it knew was murder?
Alright this a revised, edited, and remade chapter to my story "True Love?" I plan on continuing it and finishing as long as I know you all actually like it so please any and all reviews are welcome and needed or else I may just delete it. So let me know…
Tio ^_^
p.s. Sorry it seems a bit short, but it's the first chapter so cut me a break I'm already almost done with the second one now.