Disclaimer: I do not own these character's, whoever now owns Dragon Ball Z
instead of Akira Toriyama owns these characters. I can only dream of owning
DBZ. I do not claim them in any form, I am just borrowing them for my
fanfic. Yada-yada-yada, please don't sue, I am poor with nothing you like.
A/N: Although my time is accupied with writing, this is my very first fanfic. Please give comments, I want to know if it is good!!! I welcome insults or compliments!!! And above all, this is my 1st story through 1st person, I always write 3rd person. So, no further delays, I hope ya enjoy!
Chapter 1: At Hell's Gate
I am Bulma Briefs, daughter of the great scientist Mr. Briefs. There was a time where I could buy anything I desired. We were rich, my family. The richest in the world. I was given, yes, literaly given a job at my families business, Capsule Corp. My best friend's dad was also rich, but she was never given anything. Her dad made her work for all of it. I use to laugh at that, at hte thought of that. Imagine? Working like a commoner. I know I'm not royalty, but with the way all the other scientists in competition with CC, who could tell? My best friend, Chi Chi, she was one of a kind. She may not have had much brains, like me, but everyone liked her. She was like a child, hte way she looked at the world. Her eyes laughed and shone with a light which almost made me jealous. But then I remembered that light would never place food on a table, and wouldn't do her a bit of good at an interview, not that I ever went to one of those. That is for dreamers not doers. People and life come and go. You can't rely on that. I want to be remembered when I die, and you don't do that by making people laugh. You do it by greatness, and that takes brains and money. Not friendship. I was certain I'd be great. Afterall, Im a Briefs. And then they came, and took my family...
Now the light shone dimly in the cell. It shot through the bars tauntingly, mocking my captivity. I squeezed my eyes shut locking out the scenery, but the air hung with a putrid order, like a noose round my neck, reminding me of my reality: a prisoner. Me? A prisoner? The daughter of the great Capsule Corporation.
To my right I heard a faint sobbing. I opened my eyes. It was Chi Chi. The only person I had left. It was a shock still, even though I knew my surroundings it was still a shock. We were all squeezed into a cell, at least a hundred per cage, in a dungeon below, what did they call it? The Gullet? I moved through the people to my friend hoping to comfort her in some form, sliding over the layer of filth coating hte floor, coating the people.
"Chi Chi!" I whispered shaking her shoulder. She was shivering horribly but stopped at my touch. Peering over her arms which held her knees to her chest but still hiding her face, she looked at me, hiding in the shadows of her arms. "Chi Chi... are... are you okay?" I winced at the words. Are you okay? How idle.
She laughed at me. Or was that a moan? "Am I okay?" she said, voice drunk with sorror. "I don't even know if my dad is alive and you want to know if I am okay. Are you teasing me? How do I feel? Am I okay?" She spat.
I expected that, but the words cut deep into me. Like a knife lifting up a lid to a void center. "Am I teasing you? AM I TEASING YOU?!! I WATCHED MY PARENTS GET SLAUGHTERED AND YOU THINK I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE GOING THROUGH!!! "
"AT LEAST YOU KNOW THEY'RE DEAD THIS IS DRIVING ME INSANE! I-I" She started choking on her tears.
Chi Chi lifted her head, and what I saw haunts me to this day. It was the last I saw of her before she, too, was taken from me. Her face was pale and clung to her bones like death. Her eyes were void of that light that used to shine so vividly. It was empty, and some how then, I knew. Then the clang at the cell gate, it echoed through my viens as the name sounded,"Number 333." I looked at her neck. 333.
The boots rang in my ears as the soldier, the saiyan soldier, marched across the cell. People squirmed from his path. The soldier reached down jerking her roughly to her feet. Just before she was pulled from my life, she caught my eyes, and it held for a second, for eternity, and then I turned away. I shifted around towhere she was my back. I could hear her start to cry, hear the guards smack her for it, but I stayed firm. After all, friendship doesn't earn you greatness, it doesn't place food on your table, it isn't the breath in your lungs. The only thing certain in life is yourself, and your strength to survive. To earn a name and thus become immortalized by it. But I knew none of that would play my dreams that night, and I knew what would, for the rest of my life...
_______
The sun shone through the window, it shined in my face. I heard my moms voice and turned, to see her corpse on the kitchen floor, mouth opened in horror, lying next to father's. Mouths open in a silent scream. I heard a cruel laugh, and turned to see the source. It was him. His jet black hair rose like a single flame. Next to him was the muscular bald one, both with tails wrapped close to their bodies. Then I felt myself falling... falling...
_______
I screamed voilently as I was jerked from my sleep. Someone had me by the arm. I wrenched out of it, fell to the floor.
"How dare you! Have you no respec-" My voice caught as I noticed the saiyan before me. His hair was long and spiky, it fell down his back. The same one who took Chi Chi. He was with the other two saiyans on earth, yes, there was three.
"What was that, whore?" He spat, amused.
I stood quickly, and set my mouth firm. In a confident voice. "I SAID 'have you no respect!' I am a woman! And I demand to be treated like one!" I shrank back as he advanced on me.
He grabbed me roughly by the arm,"You are 566. And now, you are Frieza's. You have been removed from The Gullet, without even a seconds work. 'Special Work', duty calls. You can... demonstrate gratitude later." His voice became removed of harshness and turned a bit seductive,"You'll have plenty of opportunities to repay Frieza... and his messenger."
"Repay! For what! Being scum!" I spat.
He growled deeply. "If your whorish face wasn't important, I'd blacken it. Now come on!"
He jerked me roughly out the cell and up the long corridor out the door. The fresh air hit me, and I inhaled deeply. And almost coughed at what I saw. A near barren field of workers trudging through filth at various 'chores'. I realized I had frozen in place at my captives jerk. He threw me into a cage on the back of a truck with three other girls.
"Here, get to know your own filth." He spat.
"Radditz!" A smug voice rang.
My captive straightened instantly.
"How many times do I have to tell you, baka! Watch the damn face! Frieza wants a pleasant fucking!"
I turned to the source to see the man with fire-like hair. "Yes, Prince Vejita!" I heard Radditz respond to my back. The Prince looked from him to me. His eyes traveled once over my skin, which was being revealed with my favorite miniature spaghetti string blue shirt with black trimming and black mini skirt with strappy black shoes.I felt my heart rate increase a bit, and then a deep surge of emotion. Then I thought of my new future, what HE stole from me, and bitterness began to pump quickly through my blood. I sneered at him with every ounce of that bitterness.
The Prince spat from the corner of his mouth on the ground, the dirt, while still holding me in his gaze. "And that dirt is you, whore." He turned swiftly and walked on.
I stuck my tongue out at his back, and quickly pulled it in has he looked over his shoulder.
"Nappa!" He screamed at the muscular, bald headed man who fidgiting off to the side. "Move it! I have more important matters to attend to that a cage full of alien whores! Ugh! Space scum!"
"Uhhh, okay Vejita!" He said as he walked towards the wagon.
"I said NOW!! Or I blast you to space dust!" with that Nappa quickened his pace.
Vejita's snear deepened as he turned from over hsi shoulder to the wagon.
I began to look over my fellow prisoners. One was an alien, almost humanlike, except for the blue skin and fork-pointed ears. She had bright, sunny blonde hair which hugged her skull like a skull cap and her bangs hung over her forehead in V shaped spikes which also clung to her skin. Her eyes were coal black, and her dress was also black. A short, simple, sleeveless dress which made her eyes more piercing and matched her black laceless boot s and kid gloves. Oddly enough, she was very attractive. She looked mid twenties.
The other had long, silver hair which hung to the small of her black in ringlet curls. She had golden, catlike eyes. Her body was covered in white fur with black tiger like stripes. She had a small, black, catlike nose with white whiskers which you could barely see. Thin transparent claws extended from her fingers. She had a long, tail that was twitching madly at her side. Her outfit consisted of brown sweat pants tied around her waist in a knot and a green sleeveless tank top that revealed her midriff set off by green boots trimmed in black with black shoelaces. She had black sweat bands around her wrists. I knew she had sharp fangs without even looking. Her catlike ears sat attentively on her head twitching to each sound. Her eyes jumped from object to object. Her muscles were toned down to detail revealing hours of training. But her tail... reminded me too much of a monkey's, so I looked to the third. She appeared early twenties.
The third resembled a human to a T. She had long, long black hair with many bangs. It hung silkily from her head. She was young, about twelve, maybe even eleven. I was eighteen, same as Chi Chi. Her skin was a deep, creamy color. And she wore khaki capri pants with a simple blue t-shirt, making her black combat boots seem even darker than they were. She hugged her knees moaning. She must've felt my eyes on her, because she peered up at me from her knees with her coal black teary eyes, sorrowful eyes. Something cut deep, deep into me. I heard a clanging echo and jumped. I turned quickly to the door of the wagon cage. It was shut. We were speeding down a dirt road on some meteorlike base planet. I could see The Gullet far off in the distance. I could barely make out the small antlike people trudging over the dirt, now I could see fields of crops in the back of the building with tillers: probably for the soldiers.
I shook my head. "Great. Now Im losing it." I muttered.
"Nothings lost. Just stolen." A childlike whisper came.
I looked up. She quickly nuzzled her head into her arms. I felt a longing inside, a strange longing I've never felt before. I sighed, throwing it to the wayside, and leaned back.
Forget the clanging of a shutting door, for hell's gate has just opened...
Author: Did ya like? Hope so. Hope I can pause from my hectic schedule for Chapter 2 soon. I know, I know, not very good cliff hanger. But its my first time. I still practicing!! But don't ya wanna know what happens to Bulma and Vejita? And with Frieza? Only I know! Mwahahahaaa!
A/N: Although my time is accupied with writing, this is my very first fanfic. Please give comments, I want to know if it is good!!! I welcome insults or compliments!!! And above all, this is my 1st story through 1st person, I always write 3rd person. So, no further delays, I hope ya enjoy!
Chapter 1: At Hell's Gate
I am Bulma Briefs, daughter of the great scientist Mr. Briefs. There was a time where I could buy anything I desired. We were rich, my family. The richest in the world. I was given, yes, literaly given a job at my families business, Capsule Corp. My best friend's dad was also rich, but she was never given anything. Her dad made her work for all of it. I use to laugh at that, at hte thought of that. Imagine? Working like a commoner. I know I'm not royalty, but with the way all the other scientists in competition with CC, who could tell? My best friend, Chi Chi, she was one of a kind. She may not have had much brains, like me, but everyone liked her. She was like a child, hte way she looked at the world. Her eyes laughed and shone with a light which almost made me jealous. But then I remembered that light would never place food on a table, and wouldn't do her a bit of good at an interview, not that I ever went to one of those. That is for dreamers not doers. People and life come and go. You can't rely on that. I want to be remembered when I die, and you don't do that by making people laugh. You do it by greatness, and that takes brains and money. Not friendship. I was certain I'd be great. Afterall, Im a Briefs. And then they came, and took my family...
Now the light shone dimly in the cell. It shot through the bars tauntingly, mocking my captivity. I squeezed my eyes shut locking out the scenery, but the air hung with a putrid order, like a noose round my neck, reminding me of my reality: a prisoner. Me? A prisoner? The daughter of the great Capsule Corporation.
To my right I heard a faint sobbing. I opened my eyes. It was Chi Chi. The only person I had left. It was a shock still, even though I knew my surroundings it was still a shock. We were all squeezed into a cell, at least a hundred per cage, in a dungeon below, what did they call it? The Gullet? I moved through the people to my friend hoping to comfort her in some form, sliding over the layer of filth coating hte floor, coating the people.
"Chi Chi!" I whispered shaking her shoulder. She was shivering horribly but stopped at my touch. Peering over her arms which held her knees to her chest but still hiding her face, she looked at me, hiding in the shadows of her arms. "Chi Chi... are... are you okay?" I winced at the words. Are you okay? How idle.
She laughed at me. Or was that a moan? "Am I okay?" she said, voice drunk with sorror. "I don't even know if my dad is alive and you want to know if I am okay. Are you teasing me? How do I feel? Am I okay?" She spat.
I expected that, but the words cut deep into me. Like a knife lifting up a lid to a void center. "Am I teasing you? AM I TEASING YOU?!! I WATCHED MY PARENTS GET SLAUGHTERED AND YOU THINK I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE GOING THROUGH!!! "
"AT LEAST YOU KNOW THEY'RE DEAD THIS IS DRIVING ME INSANE! I-I" She started choking on her tears.
Chi Chi lifted her head, and what I saw haunts me to this day. It was the last I saw of her before she, too, was taken from me. Her face was pale and clung to her bones like death. Her eyes were void of that light that used to shine so vividly. It was empty, and some how then, I knew. Then the clang at the cell gate, it echoed through my viens as the name sounded,"Number 333." I looked at her neck. 333.
The boots rang in my ears as the soldier, the saiyan soldier, marched across the cell. People squirmed from his path. The soldier reached down jerking her roughly to her feet. Just before she was pulled from my life, she caught my eyes, and it held for a second, for eternity, and then I turned away. I shifted around towhere she was my back. I could hear her start to cry, hear the guards smack her for it, but I stayed firm. After all, friendship doesn't earn you greatness, it doesn't place food on your table, it isn't the breath in your lungs. The only thing certain in life is yourself, and your strength to survive. To earn a name and thus become immortalized by it. But I knew none of that would play my dreams that night, and I knew what would, for the rest of my life...
_______
The sun shone through the window, it shined in my face. I heard my moms voice and turned, to see her corpse on the kitchen floor, mouth opened in horror, lying next to father's. Mouths open in a silent scream. I heard a cruel laugh, and turned to see the source. It was him. His jet black hair rose like a single flame. Next to him was the muscular bald one, both with tails wrapped close to their bodies. Then I felt myself falling... falling...
_______
I screamed voilently as I was jerked from my sleep. Someone had me by the arm. I wrenched out of it, fell to the floor.
"How dare you! Have you no respec-" My voice caught as I noticed the saiyan before me. His hair was long and spiky, it fell down his back. The same one who took Chi Chi. He was with the other two saiyans on earth, yes, there was three.
"What was that, whore?" He spat, amused.
I stood quickly, and set my mouth firm. In a confident voice. "I SAID 'have you no respect!' I am a woman! And I demand to be treated like one!" I shrank back as he advanced on me.
He grabbed me roughly by the arm,"You are 566. And now, you are Frieza's. You have been removed from The Gullet, without even a seconds work. 'Special Work', duty calls. You can... demonstrate gratitude later." His voice became removed of harshness and turned a bit seductive,"You'll have plenty of opportunities to repay Frieza... and his messenger."
"Repay! For what! Being scum!" I spat.
He growled deeply. "If your whorish face wasn't important, I'd blacken it. Now come on!"
He jerked me roughly out the cell and up the long corridor out the door. The fresh air hit me, and I inhaled deeply. And almost coughed at what I saw. A near barren field of workers trudging through filth at various 'chores'. I realized I had frozen in place at my captives jerk. He threw me into a cage on the back of a truck with three other girls.
"Here, get to know your own filth." He spat.
"Radditz!" A smug voice rang.
My captive straightened instantly.
"How many times do I have to tell you, baka! Watch the damn face! Frieza wants a pleasant fucking!"
I turned to the source to see the man with fire-like hair. "Yes, Prince Vejita!" I heard Radditz respond to my back. The Prince looked from him to me. His eyes traveled once over my skin, which was being revealed with my favorite miniature spaghetti string blue shirt with black trimming and black mini skirt with strappy black shoes.I felt my heart rate increase a bit, and then a deep surge of emotion. Then I thought of my new future, what HE stole from me, and bitterness began to pump quickly through my blood. I sneered at him with every ounce of that bitterness.
The Prince spat from the corner of his mouth on the ground, the dirt, while still holding me in his gaze. "And that dirt is you, whore." He turned swiftly and walked on.
I stuck my tongue out at his back, and quickly pulled it in has he looked over his shoulder.
"Nappa!" He screamed at the muscular, bald headed man who fidgiting off to the side. "Move it! I have more important matters to attend to that a cage full of alien whores! Ugh! Space scum!"
"Uhhh, okay Vejita!" He said as he walked towards the wagon.
"I said NOW!! Or I blast you to space dust!" with that Nappa quickened his pace.
Vejita's snear deepened as he turned from over hsi shoulder to the wagon.
I began to look over my fellow prisoners. One was an alien, almost humanlike, except for the blue skin and fork-pointed ears. She had bright, sunny blonde hair which hugged her skull like a skull cap and her bangs hung over her forehead in V shaped spikes which also clung to her skin. Her eyes were coal black, and her dress was also black. A short, simple, sleeveless dress which made her eyes more piercing and matched her black laceless boot s and kid gloves. Oddly enough, she was very attractive. She looked mid twenties.
The other had long, silver hair which hung to the small of her black in ringlet curls. She had golden, catlike eyes. Her body was covered in white fur with black tiger like stripes. She had a small, black, catlike nose with white whiskers which you could barely see. Thin transparent claws extended from her fingers. She had a long, tail that was twitching madly at her side. Her outfit consisted of brown sweat pants tied around her waist in a knot and a green sleeveless tank top that revealed her midriff set off by green boots trimmed in black with black shoelaces. She had black sweat bands around her wrists. I knew she had sharp fangs without even looking. Her catlike ears sat attentively on her head twitching to each sound. Her eyes jumped from object to object. Her muscles were toned down to detail revealing hours of training. But her tail... reminded me too much of a monkey's, so I looked to the third. She appeared early twenties.
The third resembled a human to a T. She had long, long black hair with many bangs. It hung silkily from her head. She was young, about twelve, maybe even eleven. I was eighteen, same as Chi Chi. Her skin was a deep, creamy color. And she wore khaki capri pants with a simple blue t-shirt, making her black combat boots seem even darker than they were. She hugged her knees moaning. She must've felt my eyes on her, because she peered up at me from her knees with her coal black teary eyes, sorrowful eyes. Something cut deep, deep into me. I heard a clanging echo and jumped. I turned quickly to the door of the wagon cage. It was shut. We were speeding down a dirt road on some meteorlike base planet. I could see The Gullet far off in the distance. I could barely make out the small antlike people trudging over the dirt, now I could see fields of crops in the back of the building with tillers: probably for the soldiers.
I shook my head. "Great. Now Im losing it." I muttered.
"Nothings lost. Just stolen." A childlike whisper came.
I looked up. She quickly nuzzled her head into her arms. I felt a longing inside, a strange longing I've never felt before. I sighed, throwing it to the wayside, and leaned back.
Forget the clanging of a shutting door, for hell's gate has just opened...
Author: Did ya like? Hope so. Hope I can pause from my hectic schedule for Chapter 2 soon. I know, I know, not very good cliff hanger. But its my first time. I still practicing!! But don't ya wanna know what happens to Bulma and Vejita? And with Frieza? Only I know! Mwahahahaaa!