Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters, except for the horses. I wish those horses were real though and i owned them. I've never been horseback riding but would love to.
Chapter Two
It had been Four years since she was found. Bulma had lived in the palace ever since. Her rank was elite and many didn't know of her existence. The Blue haired girl's tenth birthday had only just passed and she was lonely. Without many allowed to know who she is, her friends were limited to her horse, the royal cat, and Vegeta. The only problem with that was that Vegeta had left on his eighth birthday to go to the Saiyan training camp. It had been about three and a half years ago now that he'd left. She didn't know how long it was supposed to be but she hated it. Though she did train, she couldn't train with anyone else and it bugged her to no end on how isolated she was from the world. It was nightfall and she had just eaten her dinner with the King and Queen. It ran as usual, the servants came in and placed the food on the table, left, and Bulma came in to eat with them. It wasn't until she left that the King and Queen stood and sent for the servants to clean what was left.
Bulma now sat on her bed thinking about her life. Although she had a better one than when they found her, she didn't like it. She absolutely hated it. The ten-year-old girl had been planning her escape for a while now and tonight was the night. It was perfect too because there weren't any visitors that were to be arriving, nor anyone leaving. Tonight was a peaceful night and she was going to escape. A white dress that cut off just below the knee with golden accents and a gold belt that fell just above her hip was all she had on. It was all she was going to need and as she grabbed her black, hooded cape, she wished the cat goodbye, telling him not to tell anyone where she went as if the cat could talk. She lived in a hidden room that had underground hallways that lead to different places of the palace. She was currently taking the one to the horses. It was quiet as she got her horse ready and rode out of the stables on her horse, with her hair pulled into a bun and her tail wrapped tightly around her upper leg. She felt free for the first time in a long time.
It was two hours before she found where she was going. Bulma found she stopped just beyond the hill of her old home. The home that she had seen her parents dead and had met the monster that still haunts her to this day. Climbing off of her horse, she felt for any power levels around. There were none and so she decided it was safe to go in. She was surprised when she saw how the place looked. On the outside, it didn't look any different but on the inside, it had been cleaned from the bloody mess that she remembered. It irked her somewhat that someone would dare touch her parents and clean this house but then she calmed herself. Her parents wouldn't have deserved a grave such as the bloody mess she remembered. They deserved a proper burial and as she went through the house, flashes went through her mind of what it looked like as she was younger. She could handle them until she went into the room that she had found her father. When she saw the flash of how she found him, she dropped to her knees and cried. It was as if she were reliving her past.
"I was beginning to wonder when you would come back." She heard. It was that voice. She couldn't ever forget it. As she stood and slowly turned, she saw the same monster that had slain her parents. He noticed how angry she was and blocked the punch, grabbing her hand. "Ah, ah, ah. You have become stronger than back then but so have I and now, you cannot overpower me." He said as his free hand hit her shoulder, making the ten-year-old girl pass out in his arms. He had been waiting for this for years. He was about to give up until he saw movement outside of the hill. The green man went, with Bulma flung over his right shoulder, to the bottom where he found her horse and rode him to his ship. The horse didn't want to play nice at first but when he threatened the little girl's life, the horse had understood him somehow and complied. He clicked the communicator button on his scouter. "Lord Frieza, I have the girl that we wanted and I'm coming back to the ship." He said as he got in the pod, situating the girl so that he was comfortable.
"Well done Zarbon. It only took you seven years." He said with some attitude. "I would love to meet the girl that gave you trouble. She must be very powerful now." Zarbon then heard his lord laugh maniacally. "I shall see you soon." He then cut the connection and Zarbon took off in the pod, leaving the horse behind and putting the ship in sleep mode.
~*~Next day~*~
"Gone? WHAT DO YOU MEAN SHE'S GONE?" The King yelled at his mate but calmed down, seeing the fear in his mate's eyes. He then shook his head with his two forefingers on the bridge of his nose. "Where would she go? She knows how tough it is out there. She would have nowhere to go."
"I don't know but she's not anywhere. Her horse is gone too. Shall I summon the search parties?"
The King shook his head. "No. Let's do it one better. Get our son and tell him. He has been strong enough to graduate from it for at least a year now anyway." The Queen nodded and left his study. She went to one of the nearest guards telling him to get her son to the castle. He nodded and left to see what he could do. She waited two hours before she was called to the throne room where her son was.
Vegeta walked through the castle doors for the first time in a few years. It hadn't changed much. He was told to go to the throne room and so he did. His parents would have to have a good reason for taking him out of the place where he was beating up the almost graduates without breaking a sweat. Of course, he always wanted the most challenge and so he had challenged all of the almost graduates to fight him at once and he had just beaten the last one when he was summoned to the castle. He went through the double doors to the throne room and saw his mother walking in at the same time. She seemed nervous, almost too nervous. "Why is it that you have summoned me?" He asked now aware of how nervous his mother was. She had jumped at the sound of his voice.
"Well, son." She sounded calm but he knew that was only because of years of training. "This is very important." He nodded. It had to have been if he was summoned. "You remember Bulma?" He nodded once more. How could he not? She had been on him mind everyday ever since he had left. He was always wondering if she was getting stronger, how strong she was, how hard she was trying to surpass him in his power, and if she was trying as hard as he was so that she couldn't get stronger than him. "I don't know how she did it or… when she did it but…" She took a deep breath. "She's gone."
"Gone?"
"Yes, her horse is gone too. I don't know why she would want to leave either. She has a better life here than she did before and she would have to know that she would be going back to that life if she left."
Vegeta began thinking. "I'll find her." he said and immediately left. He went straight to his old room and put on his riding gear. Thankfully, the royal tailor had kept up with his constantly changing measurements. He then grabbed his cape and went to his horse. He was in shape and Vegeta was grateful for that as he hasn't road his hourse since he left. As he got his horse ready, he gave him an apple. "Come on boy, I have a feeling that we are in for a long trip." He had a strong feeling on where she might be. He rode fast to where he remembered the famous Dr. Briefs lived before both he and his mate were murdered. It was thirty minutes later that he came upon the hill that held the old house. In the back, there were two graves that marked their date and it is cleaned and taken care of at least once a month. He rode up to the house and saw that the door was open and so he creeped in the house looking around and was aware that there weren't any power levels around. There was no sign of her here but one thing was for certain, she had been here. Her scent lingered and though it faint, he could still smell it, along with an unknown scent. He wondered who it was or what it was. He turned as he heard his horse and ran to it, knowing that something was up. When Vegeta saw it, he stopped dead in his tracks and became worried. There, standing next to his horse, was Bulma's horse. Though he hadn't seen it in years, he had recognized him as soon as he saw how his horse and that horse were acting. The horse seemed worried and lost, as though he had known what happened to his owner. "Hey there boy." He said calming the horse down. "It's ok, we're going to take you home and we'll find out what happened to her ok?" He was only trying to reassure himself but he could tell that her horse understood him. "Zarous, follow us." He told his own horse as he got on Bulma's and rode back to the castle. The stable boy looked at him as he got off Bulma's horse. "Get him some food and water. I will be back." He then handed over the horse and went inside. His horse going back in his stable and getting fed.
Vegeta walked to his father's study. "Son, I'm glad your back, I assume that your mother had told you what has happened?"
"Yes but I need to talk with the secret Doctor."
"Why?" The King's voice getting serious. The secret doctor specialized in bio technology and the brain. They only used him when they have captured prisoners of war. They didn't torture them for their information but they got them unconscious and recorded their memory, sometimes erasing it in the process but that part was never intentional.
"I want her horse's memory. He knows what happened to her."
"You know that if we do that, there is a chance that it will lose all of its memory."
"It's a chance we need to take. I will train it all over if I have to."
"Alright. I'll inform the doctor." The King stood and Vegeta went to go get Bulma's horse. They were all soon gathered in the secret doctor's lab and hooked the horse up. The King left to tend to other business and the doctor was too wrapped up in another one of his discoveries to be watching the memories and so Vegeta watched the memories on the screen alone. The first memories were skipped over and only the last months were being looked at. It was only the parts where Bulma was involved that were seen.
Bulma was feeding and brushing her horse while talking to it at night when the stable boys were sleeping. There was a lamp that was lit in the corner. "Hey there boy. That's good. We're going to go for a ride, just around the castle." She said as she suited up the horse. They then rode around the castle a few times. Bulma sighed as she leaned down her horse. "I hate this Kathro. Sure I get fed and I don't owe anyone anything but I hate this feeling of being trapped. When I was out there, I could go anywhere but now I'm trapped here being kept from everything. I don't even have anyone to talk to anymore. It's been years since Vegeta's been around and I don't even know when he'll come back. You're the only one that I can talk to besides Jinks. I've told him of my plan too. And if I'm going to do this, this week will be the best to do it because no one's coming and we won't have any visitors and so there would be the least guards out. Don't worry though. I'm taking you with me." They then rode back to the stables and she made it look as if she'd never been there. It then skipped to the next time he saw her. It had been night and she was wearing a cape and a white dress that cut off just below the knee with golden accents and a gold belt that fell just above her hip. She got the horse ready and rode to wherever she thought she was going. Vegeta watched the memories in astonishment she had always been happy when he saw her but that hadn't been in years. From what he had just heard, his parents were treating her like a prisoner: not to do anything, not to see anything, and to not be seen by anyone. He only wished that she would have told his parents but with how they are acting, he wouldn't be surprised that she felt that she couldn't. It was two hours of riding he watched as they finally stopped. He saw the whole seen play out as they arrived where he thought they would. The horse stayed behind but it was when he saw a tall blue man with long green hair in a braid that he paid the most attention.
The man went over to the horse and he struggled until the man spoke. "You will obey me and take me to my pod or else you're not the only one that will be in serious pain. If you want her to survive another day, you will do what I say." He said threatening the horse. It calmed down and they rode only a short while until he stopped, left the horse and took off in a small space pod into the unknown. It then cut and Vegeta stood. He now knew the face of the person that took her and the reason on why she left in the first place. He would have to ask his parents a few questions revolving around her recent behavior but there was one thing that he didn't know. Where had he taken her?
Zarbon landed his pod on the ship that he hadn't been on in several years. His Lord's ship was the best there was ever made but only because of spies that had stolen blueprints from the deceased Dr. Briefs. When one of their spys caught wind that he had a child that was the blue Saiyan, they knew that their key to success was through her. There was no doubt that she would be a genius like her father and with the legend of the blue Saiyan, they had to get their hands on her. Now Zarbon stood and held the little Saiyan by her tail. Everyone looked at him as he passed and all with the look of awe. He soon came up to Frieza's door and it opened to show a hovering chair that had a pink tail hanging off of it. "My lord, here is your prize."
"Ahh." Said a feminine voice. "Patience is rewarding is it not Zarbon?"
"It is my lord." The chair turned around and the owner looked toward the ground where his right hand man had tossed the girl.
"Tell me Zarbon, how long is she going to be passed out?"
"For about two more hours if my calculations are correct."
"Good. Take her to the lab and have her memories taken. She will be ours now."
Zarbon nodded and picked the little girl up with his arm around her waist with her limp figure bent in almost unnatural ways and went to the lab to do as ordered.
AN: I feel as though I'm spoiling you guys. I've gotten up a new story and now this chapter. Don't get used to it though. I do have school work to do before I work on any of my stories. It's ironic though, when I'm jam packed with school work, that's when I have most of my ideas for my stories. I'm just a procrastinator though and that's how I procrastinate. Reviews are nice to get too.