Vegeta carried Bulma back to the medical lab roughly placing her the cold white metal table. He looked around the room. The two slaves where on the floor, killed, looking as though they drowned in their own blood. Broken glass and vials littered all around the room. Shining in blood and sweat. There was no windows and the door was locked. Needles, knives, laid neatly in their places. Organs and bodies stored in the freezer. This was where all slaves were terrified to be. But, Bulma fought to be in this room. All for this sreum she didn't want to have.
Vegeta picked up the serum and inspected it. It was normal to give this to all slaves. To deem their worth and loyalty. Yet, to give the serum to Bulma was beyond that. Vegeta had questions that could be answered with this one vile.
'Why doesn't she fear me? She is a slave and she understands her place. Why is she so ready to give her life up?'
'But, I know I felt her power reach far past mine. Yet, how was I able to defeat her so easily? Was she holding back on me? Yes. She thinks me, the Prince of All Saiyans, so weak that she let me win!'
Vegeta then blinded by rage gave the serum to Bulma and to himself. Vegeta fell limp to the floor unconscious.
The soul is separated from the mind. From there the mind goes to one memories leaving the body behind. Here in the memories we can see one's fears, weaknesses, strength, and power. This serum can let one become more powerful or it can bring nations to it's knees. Yet, so far it has been mainly used on slaves. The reason for this was lost in time and memories.
July 4th 1995- memory one
Vegeta open his eyes and stood. Their was Bulma to his left she looked ahead with deep interest. They were both in a elegant castle bedroom. On the bed their layed a lavender haired Goddess and to her left there stood a God. Just watching the two gods you could tell they were in love. That they would spend eternity together in the power and rule over the universe. If it wasn't for the war raging on just outside the wall. The ice-jins were attacking the powerful planet. It was a pink moon tonight so the gods and goddesses lost their powers till morning.
'Memories, I
will automatically know what is going on right away.' Vegeta thought.
A loud scream came from the Goddess Queen on the bed. She was giving birth. She didn't look like she was going to make it. Sweat dripped from both the Queen and the King. The king leaned over and whispered sweet nothings into his lover's ears encouraging her on.
Once more a scream bounced off the walls. And the was stopped short with a wail. There was two children. One that I didn't notice from earlier and the one that I just watched the birth of. THe older one was a female with blue eyes and hair. Her beauty was one that all women will envy and all men would fantasise, once she gets older of course. 'Bulma,' Vegeta thought.
Vegeta looked over at Bulma and saw her stand their with sadness in her eyes. Vegeta softened his look at her and turned back to where the King and Queen sat. 'This is only a memory. There is nothing I can do to change this. Why would you want to am I right? Shut up!'
The second child was a girl with blue eyes and blonde hair. THe doctor cleaned them up then gave them to the queen and left to join their failing battle outside.
"Bulma and Tights," the Queen breathed in her final breath. It was everything died in the room. The air was thick with the unspoken truth. Grief settled down upon the King and the girls who would never know their parents, their kingdom, their great power, and who they were destined to be.
THe king picked up his two children and ran out of the room. Through the maze of the castle and to his space pod. He placed the two girls in there and set the coordinates to a planet called 'Earth'.
THe king watched as the pod left the planet carrying his two girls in it. A ki blast launched through his chest, the king died a quick and painless death. The two girls just kept flying away not even old enough to open their eyes.
Vegeta turned to look at Bulma. There was no more tears in her eyes. Now it was just a blank look.
"Explain something to me." Vegeta ordered.
Bulma grunted to show that she was listening.
"Why were you shipped off to a club to be a pleasure slave? You are a Goddess princess you should be a warrior."
"My previous owner, Yamcha, he was a lustful drunk. Hoping that if he kept his mouth shut he would be laid." Bulma said with a monotone voice.
Vegeta grunted. 'This is only one and she has already gone through so much' thought Vegeta.
End of memory one- July 4th 1995
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