A/N:I do not own any DBZ. This is a rewind to events a little earlier, but at a different location. Enjoy!


Meanwhile at the Capsule Complex (the downtown office complex for the Capsule Corporation).

Bulma had been having a bad day. Nothing seemed to be going right the alarm didn't go off, her coffee wasn't ready this morning, she couldn't find the clothes she had planned to wear for her big meetings, she was late for her meeting because the parking garage was closed, and all on top of a spectacular month which she had finally broken up with Yamcha. There really wasn't much to break off, she had just finally decided that she needed a change and that Yamcha had had plenty of time to get his act together, which meant that he was probably never going to grow up. She was just settling in and preparing for her next meeting with a charity group when a large boom was heard and the building began to shake.

"That's odd." Bulma quickly turned her computer to security mode to check and see if any of the labs or displays had been affected by the shaking. That's when she found that the boom had come from the parking garage. But she noticed something else that was strange. All of the security on the ground floor was gone. "They should always have at least one out there. Something is wrong." Bulma quickly typed in the evacuation code into the computer to alert all of the employees to get out of the building.

"Ms. Briefs, there seems to be something wrong, the evacuation alarm is .."

"I know. I activated it. I want you to get out and get anyone else out that you can, I will join you once I secure a few things in here. And if you see any strange people, follow protocol; just get down and out of sight."

"Yes Ma'am."

Bulma started to shut down different areas of the display labs that were already clear and was starting to run the security measures for the data she was keeping on her computer. That's when she heard the loud banging on the reception room door. She knew she was out of time, but she was on the 52nd floor. There was nowhere for her to go, so she just sat back in her chair, ready for what was about to come through that door.

"Welcome to Capsule Corp., how may I help you?" Bulma was determined to stay cool and calm. Her main concern was the workers in her building having a chance to get out safely, and she knew the more she talked the more time they would have.

"Yeah, you can help us, by shutting the fuck up!" One of the smaller henchmen with one of the bigger guns shouted at her.

"Now, now, boys, we don't want to be rude. Ms. Briefs is the owner of this establishment, and she seems more than courteous." A rather handsome man walked into the office, he was wearing a generals uniform with the, oh, so familiar, red ribbon army insignia on his chest. "You see, Bulma, I can call you Bulma can't I?"

"It's Dr. Briefs."

"Oh, I see you want to be formal, that's fine. Dr. Briefs, I am General Green. I have a mission that I am on and I wanted to see if you would be a peach and help me carry it out." Bulma just stared back at him. "Well, we are looking for two things that you have that we want. Money, and some new technology for our efforts."

"What kind of technology and what kind of efforts? You see many people ask the Capsule Corporation for those things. There is even a form that you can fill out. We like to give away money to many projects. What's it for starving children, animals, perhaps you would like us to plant a few trees for energy conservation."

"No, I don't think you understand. Our efforts are less humanitarian than your usual clients." He was getting closer to her now, and his henchmen followed. "You seem to be a nice girl. All we want from you is a short PSA and a few computer chips." Bulma stood before they had a chance to hover over her.

"I'm afraid that all TV spots and interviews have to be scheduled through my secretary." He was starting to lose his patience. He obviously didn't know that Bulma had faced the RR army before, and he really didn't know that if he put her on TV she was sure that one of the Z fighters would come and save her. But she didn't want to look too eager; besides, she liked pissing off macho men who think that they are smarter or stronger than she was.

Suddenly, the henchman who had told her to shut up before slapped her right in the face. She was dazed, but not seriously hurt. "You see I am a reasonable man, but my associates don't have the control that I do."

"Perhaps they need shorter leashes." Another slap. The general raised his hand to stop any more hits from his men.

"Nothing would make me happier then to see you walk out of here alive, but I'm afraid that we will need to make you pretty for the cameras, or no one will take us seriously." Then he snapped his fingers and two of his men attempted to grab her arms, but being around fighters most of her life she had picked up a few things. She used their momentum to collide them into each other as they crashed into the book cases; she moved her chair between her and the mouthy one with the big gun and grabbed some pepper spray she had put on her desk. While she was looking to make an opening another tall man came at her and she use her spray, but he didn't seem to know it. That's when he got her with a punch right in the mouth and then darkness.