Okay im back!

Ik Ik what few reads I have had has forgotten about me, but I plan on changing that.. Hopefully. This is the first chap going up and then ill work on one each story I have. Soo since the only thing im able to do nowadays is work on my GED which is only once a week I gots plenty of time…. I just have to remember….

Welll… I hope this puts me back on the good side of some readers!

Being dragged down the halls, Bulma saw many more guards. All lined up agenst the walls, as if something was to breack through at any moment. Most bowed their heads as they passed, but others dropped to their kneese.

Passing several doors down the hallway they came acros an open one, screams of pain and cry's of misery were herd. Bulma froze… she's herd those screams before. Trying to remember who the owners of the screams were she positioned herself to look threw the door as the King stopped to ask another guard why there was so much noise.

Looking through the door, Bulma froze. Horrified at what she saw. What she seen was a woman screaming as two other guards dragged her baby away from her. The child looked 3 or 4 and if that.

The images she was seeing brought tears to her eyes, not only was the seen unimaginably… but she recognized the two people. The mother and child. It was Gohan and ChiChi.

Her best friends wife and son.

Trying to wrench her self from the king's grasp, she earned the attention of all the surounding guards and from the King himself.

Screaming profanities and threats that seemed horrable on her planet, Bulma tried repentantly to get out.

Unhearing the threat from the King about what would happen if she didn't shut up, Bulma kept at it.

As Bulma looked into the room trying to see what was happening to the kid; she felt a sharp pain in the back of her head. Her vision fadded to black…

"Where are you taking me?" Bulma whispered as she lifted her head from a mat on the floor.

The guards she was asking egnored her and stayed at their post at the door.

Looking around the room Bulma quickly realized the only way out was threw the door. The door the guards were standing at…

In the little room she was in there was no furnature. One light from the ceiling, and the mat she was on.

Fear started to bubble its way back up as she remember what was happening before she blacked out. Her freidns family was being separated, the only thought that was coming to her mind was were was her friend.

Staring blankely at the matt she seen from the corner of her eye, the guards move. Walking in was Napa, or the Oger. "get up", was his one reaply to her questioning glance. Doing as he said she got up but didn't move from the matt. Fear was starting to eat at her, she new it wouldn't be long until she found out what they wanted with her.

Ruffly grabbing a fist full of hair, Napa began dragging her out of the room, this time she stayed on her feet. Napa walked her threw two hallways and several doors. Trying to figure out if they were heading back to he dungions or if some plase worse, Bulma started looking at the walls for clews. Surely if the walls had pictures and drapes then it wasn't the way back to the cells. She fingured that it was the best for her at this time to keep quite. The pain from her hair being pulled was starting to keep its was down the back of her neck.

The King sat atop of his thrown on the slave ship. Sure it was nothing like the real one on the planet but it was clse anof.

He had called for his 4 sons to come to the "thrown room". or what has been doubbed it while their on the ship. To anyone elsa that didn't know this would have still thought it was the viewing room, glass windows covered most of the walls. Looking out into space, the endless depths, was one way to pass time.

The King had several children, 1 daughter and 4 sons. His daughter was with his mate, the gueen, back on their planet. The boys were stuck with him. A little tiff between the King and Queen had sent the men of the family looking for slaves, to pass the time until the Queen had calmed down.

The King may be the ruler, feared by all, but the Queen has the control.

The first of the sons was a scrany little man. Youngest and weakest, he had devoted his time to learning all that he could from the greatest sceintist they had. His motto was, brain beets brawns. For him, it had to be. His name was Tarble.

The second son that avived was the oldest. A tall warrior he was he still had him mothers humor, which kept him in best content with everyone. As smart as he was and strong, he could beat the second oldest. This first sons name was Vegetee.

The third oldest has wandered in by time the other two had takin their seats. He was an eleite warrior and prided him self on it. He knew there wasn't a chance of being the king, so he sat on the side lines and enjoyed the calmness his life held, his name was DarNal.

The second oldest son, the most renuctand to follow the orders, stomped his way into the room.

This son had all the brawns in the world, but didn't lack in the intelligence category. He had the hight of his mother, which made him the shortest of the sons. Though short in staute, he made it up by being the spawn from hell. His name is Vegeta.

The king was looking over his sons as he realized he forgot he called Napa to bring the blue haired vixen to him. The King wanted her to be his sceintist, from what he herd she was encretable smart. Wanting her intelligence the King had to find a way tomake her oblige willingly, and after his little incounter with her… He was doughting it was going to happen anytime soon.

The sons were all looking between themselves, before one could speack, Napa entered the room. With a now screaming Bulma.

The only thing going threw the princes' minds were, what the hell?

I know, it probly don't go with what I had goig on before but I lost what I was doing….. To be honest. But tell me what you think of iT!