She was a beautiful young girl with long blue hair and matching eyes. She was considered so beautiful that people believe that she a reincarnation of a goddess. As the crown princess her life was supposed to grand with no care in the world but her life was far from that. Instead of attending the ball that was in her father's honor for signing a treaty with the saiyans, she laid on the cold floor in one of many rooms of the palace. Her grown ruin, cover in her in her own blood, her hair instead of blue looked more of dark purple mixed with her own blood. She tries not to scream as another hit came from her tormenter, The New Queen of Earth.
She just received a beating from the queen once again, unbeknown to the king, simply for looking beautiful for the father ball.
"You will learn your place you little bitch" The queen said with a smile on her face. "As soon as I bear the King a son you will be sold to the highest bidder not that I think I would get much" she laughed cruelly.
All bulma could do is look at her "mother" with hate which got her another blow to the face with made her cough more blood and moan in pain. "Put the little wench in the tank but only heal her enough so no one suspend a thing. I still want her in some kind of pain". Queen Kayla spoke to her loyal guard. The queen bends down and looked bulma right in the eyes and says "remember this is our little secret. Not that anyone would believe you".
It was true that no one would believe her; the new queen was very conniving and convincing. The one time bulma spoke up the queen put on a convincing show with fake tears and it got bulma nothing but a beating of her life the same night. The Queen to the people of earth and her father was the kindest and sweetest person who put other before herself. When in fact she was selfish, everything she did it was to benefit her and her only. The only people who saw the queen for what she was bulma and the queen's guard.
Moaning in pain as Rad, the queen's guard, throw her over his shoulder not to gentle making his way to the private healing tank that the he and the queen had made in a secret location. At only 10 years old bulma never pictured her life like this.
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