A/N: Hello! I am back with a new project. I know I have three stories going at the same time, but I just have too many ideas. I would like to thank the people who read the preview chapter! Ok, so here is the prologue. Enjoy.

*Summary of what is to come folks!!*

Bulma is Frieza's accomplice. She is evil just like Vegeta, and also cold hearted. She is captured from a young age as the science genius and Vegeta is taken from his home planet for his strength. Vegeta is treated like crap, while Bulma on the other hand is treated like royalty for being his 'favourite'.

Vegeta is cold and cruel as always. What happens when sparks fly between himself and Bulma as they grow older and meet each other? Already in their mid and early twenties, will they be able to join their dark forces together, and overthrow Frieza as supreme ruler?

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Eight year old Vegeta looked coldly at his father. "I will not go!" He argued, this same conversation had been occurring again and again over the previous three days.

King Vegeta sighed, growing tired of the same fight. Somehow it always ended in a stalemate.

"Vegeta, this is not up for argument. We have no choice but to send you."

The young Vegeta sneered, "But we are Saiya-jins! We can beat one tiny lizard, why must we always do what he says?"

King Vegeta growled at his ignorant son, "If he was as you describe him, I would had squashed him a long time ago." Dark thoughts entered his mind. First Frieza had taken his mate, and now he wanted his son. He would be damned if he ever let that monster have his son forever.

The doors of the throne room burst open and Frieza stormed in, seated in his hover carft, followed by a fierce looking Zarbon.

"Vegeta!" Frieza barked, angrily.

Chibi Vegeta took a step forward, growling at the lizard that dared to speak to his father in such a manner. He was silenced by the glaring look his father gave him. Chibi Vegeta crossed his arms and stood silently next to his father.

As the lizard creature, Frieza, approached the throne, chibi Vegeta felt a shiver run down his spine as his gaze locked with that of the evil being's. Vegeta did not like the odd look that had flashed through the ugly looking man's eyes. If he even was a man.

King Vegeta narrowed his eyes at the miniture man, and looked down at him. "What is the meaning of this, Frieza?"

Frieza's face burned with fury, "I sent word for the boy to be handed to me three days ago with Zarbon! Why had this not been done yet?"

King Vegeta hesitated as he answered, "I am deciding not to send Vegeta into your army."

Chibi Vegeta smirked, he had gotten his way, finally!

"WHAT?" Frieza thundered, making the King and Prince wince in surprise. "That was not a wise thing to do, not a wise thing at all." He spoke so softly, and yet the venom was unmistakable. As soon as he had come, he was gone.

King Vegeta blinked a few times. That was easy, too easy, he thought suspisciously.

Chibi Vegeta laughed mockingly. "Weakling!"

That was all young Vegeta had said, and that was the last thing he said to his father and the final time he saw his father, the King, alive.

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They came to take chibi Vegeta away during the night. He had fought with all the strength he could muster up, but it was to no avail. They were too strong for him, they were fierce warriors and it was too much for the young boy to keep up with.

They had beaten him black and blue with tears trickling down his angular face, until finally rendering him unconscious. Who knew that as he grew up, this was to be one of the first of a series of beatings he would recieve?

That was the last time he had shed tears. Never would he forget the betrayal and deciet of the mighty Lord Frieza.

With each beating from the lizard, he found himself growing colder and colder. Bit by bit, he was building up a possesive wall around his entire emotions, never once releasing them, blocking them away from everyone.

Frieza wanted him to be a cold ruthless killer. Vegeta would one day show Frieza, just how cold and ruthless a Saiya-jin could be.

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Four year old chibi Bulma sat wide-legged on the grassy banks beside the river that flowed by the large mansion known as Capsule Corporation. She had gone on an exploration of the nearby mini forest, of course it was only a bush, and had found a fascinating piece of coloured rock.

Upon retrieving it, she had sat by the river to examine it closely, such was her intelligence that she actually knew what type of rock it was. Her shiny blue hair glinted in the rays of sun beaming down on her, causing a halo-like effect.

She brought the partially shiny rock to her mouth, just to see what it tasted like. For an odd reason, she had always liked to taste rocks and it had been an annoying habit her mother had grown to hate.

A large humming from above caused chibi Bulma to look up, her features twisted into a cute frown. A large round object began descending in the forest on the opposite side of the river, it was certainly an unusual sight for the four year old and she stared at it in wonder. She sat in this manner for a full ten minutes.

At that point, Bulma's father who had been watching along with his daughter, ran to his sitting daughter and gathered her into his arms. He didn't know what was wrong, he just got a strange feeling that something ominous was about to descend upon their lives. The ship had looked completely sinister, with deadly metallic spikes bursting forth from the oval hull.

Chibi Bulma protested at being gathered into her father's arms so roughly. She squirmed, her young mind not comprehending the danger that was on the outskirts of their lives. "Dada, wet me go!" She still had troubles pronouncing her 'L's.

Dr Briefs looked in dismay at his bright young daughter, he tried to hush her. "Bulma, please."

She giggled, deciding to adorn a sense of humor. "Buwma! That's me, see," she pointed at her name emblazoned across the front her pink t-shirt.

"Shh!" He said rather harshly, as he gazed into the depths of the forest.

Her lip began to quiver at her father's tone of voice. It was the first time he had spoken to her like that, and she didn't like it. She began to wail, but her cries were silenced as an unusual creature emerged from the forest. She tilted her head in curiosity, and squealed out loudly.

"Dada! Wook at that! It wook's funny!" She giggled at the funny looking creature.

Dr. Briefs looked in horror at his daughter who had caught the creature's, or more like monster's attention. His gaze switched from his daughter, back to the minature alien creature that was now descending upon them. Dr. Briefs unconsciously gripped his daughter tightly, causing her to wriggle around even more and voice her protests.

"Dada!" She squirmed, trying to get out of his grasp. The creature was now standing opposite them, an unusual smirk gracing his face. As from no where, a considerably handsome green man stood by the smaller creature. He was undeniably handsome, and yet he was green. He would have seemed human if it was not for the green hue that graced his skin.

Dr. Briefs did not like like the look of the two creatures. His sixth sense was telling him to get away, but he just couldn't do it. Like his daughter, he too was fascinated by the beings that stood before him.

Bulma had stopped squirming by now and her gaze settled upon the green man that stood next to the mini lizard. Not realizing the intensity of the situation, the brave four year old spoke out. "Wook at them!" She exclaimed with wonder. "They're awiens!!"

Dr. Briefs clamped his hand over his excitable daughter's mouth. "What is your business." He demanded, his voice only quivering slightly.

The small lizard spoke, "Zarbon, why did we not know of this planet?" His question bared nothing evil, and yet sounded every bit as evil as he could have been.

The green man shrugged aloofly, but remained silent.

Bulma had managed to finally wriggle free from her father's grasp. Much to his dismay and utter horror, she had run right up to the lizard-like creature. Damn four year olds and their ever lasting curiosity.

Bulma ran and looked up at the short creature. "What are you?"

The creature quirked his eyebrow, tiring of the lack of activity on the planet. Until he saw the shiny rock in the plam of her tiny hand. "What is that?" He hissed at her, tyring ot see if he could intimidate the little child. She was indeed a rare specimin, with her blue hair and odd clothing. He noticed the gold locket she had donned around her neck, it seemed sentimental.

Bulma looked down at the rock and smiled. "It's an igneous rock." She said in a factual tone.

The one known as Zarbon held back a smile, or was it a smirk.

"You may address me as Lord Frieza. How did you know what it was?" He became intrigued with the young girl's intellect.

"Well, Word Frieza," she spoke politely, "I wearned it! Dada says I'm a genius!" Could her head grow any more bigger?

Dr. Briefs did not interfere with the exchange that was taking place. It seemed as though the lizard creature was calming considerably. He continued to watch in awe as his daughter spoke.

Zarbon uncrossed his folded arms and crouched down beside the little girl. From his pocket he extracted a device, which looked like a squar glass object with an attachment piece on it. He handed it to her. "Turn it on." He urged her on.

Frieza watched, an amused expression flitting across the usually cold face.

Bulma looked at the object in her hand. She frowned, she had never seen a toy such as this.

"Go on," Zarbon pressed. He didn't want to see the little girl get killed. This was the only way to save her.

Bulma turned the object around in her hand, wonderously. She narrowed her eyes in determination and touched the glass screen. As her tiny fingers grazed over the the attatched piece she saw three buttons. One green, one red and the other blue.

She looked up curiously, "What wiww I get if I turn it on?"

You get to live, Zarbon thought silently. "Well little girl, you get to keep it if you like." He offered diplomatically.

Bulma nodded, this was one thing she would love to have!

Without hesiation she pressed the red button. The 'toy' bleeped on and she smiled triumphantly at them.

Frieza stood in slight shock, how had she managed to know it would be the red button? Most people normally would have gone for the green button. He saw the fire and intelligence burn in her eyes. Perhaps he would keep her. She would come in useful later on in life.

Zarbon nodded, "How did you know that?"

She shrugged, "Easy, it's the one nearest to the piece of gwass. The wire has to be nearest, right?"

Frieza nodded at the genius she showed. "Take her." He commanded to Zarbon.

Dr. Briefs eyes widened at what he had just heard. He strode towards the trio and tried to gather Bulma into his arms, "No!" He pleaded, "Take anything but her! Please!"

Zarbon snatched the little girl from his grasp. "She comes with us," he spoke dangeroulsy low.

Bulma didn't know why they were fighting. Tears formed in her eyes as she was snatched from her father's embrace. She began thrashing in his arms, wanting to go back to her father. "Dada!" She screamed.

Zarbon winced. She had a strong pair of lungs.

Frieza wasted no time.

Dr. Briefs fell to his knees, clutching his heart. He looked down in fear to see his chest adorned with a hole. He took one last look at his beautiful daughter, before everything became black and he fell face forward.

Bulma looked wide-eyed as her father lay face down and motionless on the grassy bank. She watched in mild awe and horror as the grass around him became drenched in red liquid. Out of fear, she buried her head in the green creature's neck and wailed. She had no idea what was going on.

Upon hearing the uproar occurring outside, Mrs. Briefs rushed outside. The sight she was greeted with was heart breaking. A blood curdling scream tore through her throat as she caught sight of her husband laying in a bloody mess on the red dyed grass.

She rushed to his side, sobbing and trying to shake him awake. She looked at the green monster that was holding her daughter, seeing her much alive. Elated that her daughter had not been harmed, she made a mad dash to retrieve her, crying out.

"Give her back to me! Don't take her." She sobbed. But by the time she had reached the creature holding her daughter, her entire being was disintigrated by Frieza.

Bulma lifted her head out of the green crook of neck she had tried to hide herself in. She could have sworn she heard her mother's voice. There was nothing. Chibi Bulma looked around, confused by where she had heard the voice. Her young eyes landed on a pile of ash three feet away from where she and Zarbon were.

Zarbon kept a stony face as he saw tears well up in the child's eyes and soon wailing could be heard echoing around them.

Frieza cackled, "Such interesting aliens these people are. Don't you think Zarbon?"

"Yes Lord Frieza." There was no emotion in his tone.

"Take the girl to the ship. Keep her there, she has much to learn."

Zarbon grew confused, "Are you not coming, master?"

"Of course I am! But someone has to eradicate these useless creatures." Frieza smirked before blasting off towards a populated area.

Bulma's wailing had calmed to sniffles as the terrible lizard left. But soon she began to hyperventilate as she saw her father lying on the grass once more. Such was the extremity, that she soon passed out, never to remember her life before that terrible day.

Zarbon looked at the girl in his arms. He saw a word written on her t- shirt, 'Bulma'. He shrugged, as he flew back towards the ship. He never knew that he would have grown so attached to the tiny girl, if he had he would have prevented it.

There was no turning back now.

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A/N: There you go, that is the prologue! Please review and let me know what you thought of it. Thank you.