A/N - PLEASE READ

After this chapter I don't know when I will be next updating due to family problems and the same goes for To Love & To Lose. I know I promised that I would have the next chapter for that story out last week but there is a lot of stress at the moment so I will update when I next have the chance.

Chapter 6 – Going Under

Just like Raditz had said, it would take the warriors four weeks to go to Earth and return.

So when seven weeks had gone by without a single word, Bulma grew even more anxious than what anyone would have thought possible. It had now been well over two months since she had last spoken to her parents or even anyone on Earth and now it had been five weeks since anyone had heard from the squadron that had been sent to her home planet.

The group they had sent weren't all that strong. Well, not to Bulma or Vegeta they weren't anyway. The highest power level in the group was fifty-seven thousand and the weakest was thirty-nine thousand. They were in the top ten strongest elite squadrons and there were about six Saiyans in the group.

"They should be back by now." Bulma said for the umpteenth time to Kakarot and Chi-Chi, who were both sitting on her sofa.

"Perhaps their ship was damaged on their arrival and your father is trying to fix it?" Chi-Chi tried to comfort the close to hysterical princess. "Perhaps it is just a storm that has masked Earth's signals, therefore making it impossible for us to connect to them?"

Bulma started to chew her thumb nail. It was a disgusting habit she had picked up since she had sent the Saiyan warriors to Earth. "No." she muttered as she dropped her hand to her side. "No, I know something is wrong. I can just feel it."

"It could just be stress," Kakarot shrugged, "you have been training non–stop for over seven months now, so it's bound to take its toll on you."

"It is not stress!" she yelled, making the couple jump slightly. "You don't understand." she was back to muttering. "None of you understand!"

Chi-Chi stood up and walked towards the princess. "Then help us to."

Bulma sighed and sat down on the wooden chair at her desk. "I have a certain connection, sort of like a bond with each member of my family but something feels… wrong. I can't sense my parents anymore."

"What do you mean you can't sense them?"

"Well I can, but that's what I am talking about. They feel wrong. They're weak. Their kis are in the low hundreds, if that."

Kakarot sat up straight, suddenly more interested with the conversation. "And how high are their kis normally?"

"Well my mother's is only around twenty thousand because she isn't a fighter but my father's should be about seventy five thousand."

It worried her. If they were so weak, how could they survive? How would they be able to defend themselves if they were attacked? The thought worried them all. But before any of them could voice their thoughts or doubts, the door swung open revealing Krillin and 18.

"Bulma, you need to see this." Krillin spoke quickly as he walked into the room, followed by 18.

The princess stood up. "See what?"

"We don't have any time to explain, you really need to get to the communications room, now."

Bulma looked unsure. "The communications room?" she repeated sceptically.

18 rolled her eyes. "It is to do with your parents."

Before anything else could be said, Bulma charged out of the room and blasted towards the communications room with speed she didn't even know she possessed. A journey that should have taken her well over five minutes only took her twenty seconds before Bulma slammed the door out of her way and glared at every occupant in the room.

"Where are my parents?" she said every word with untamed anger.

Bulma ignored the stabbing pain that returned in her head and instead focused hard on the king and both of the princes' empty expressions. If she didn't know them any better, she would have failed to notice that they were angry or worried. She had been on Vegeta-sei for nearly eight months now so she had learned how to read their empty features and guarded eyes. She could see the concern and worry in King Vegeta and Prince Tarble's eyes but there was an unexplainable eeriness to Prince Vegeta's anger. It was like the calm before the storm and it scared her.

"Ah, is that Princess Bulma?" a screechy voice sounded from the speakers.

Bulma winced at the voice, refusing the urge to cover her ears. "What the hell is that? Is that a cat being strangled?"

"And as charming as always, I see." The scratchy voice sounded deadly this time as it spoke before it lightened up. "I hear you and the monkeys have teamed up against me, may I ask why?"

"Wait… is that Frieza?" she said the named uncertainly.

"That is Lord Frieza to you, you little whore."

"I am not a whore, you creepy lizard! You know why we have become allies." she yelled at him as she walked towards the computer screen to see his white and purple face smirking at her. "You were planning on destroying my planet to take over my empire!"

Frieza's face emptied of any expression and his eyes became guarded. "And who, pray tell, told you such a thing?" he asked in an even emptier voice.

"It seems you have underestimated the humans, Frieza." Prince Vegeta said smugly.

"How so, monkey?"

All three Saiyans growled and the sound echoed through Bulma's head but she forced herself to stay focused. The princess folded her arms over her chest and gripped hold of her arms to keep herself focused.

"It seems that each human has a unique gift. Take Princess Bulma for example," Vegeta motioned towards her, "she has the ability… of being the smartest in the universe." He lied. Vegeta realised half way through his sentence that perhaps they should keep the human's gifts a secret but it was too late to keep it quiet. He had already mentioned it so he decided to play it down a little. "And as it just so happens, there is a human boy who can see the future and he saw you destroying the planet Earth."

"Smartest in the universe did you say?" Frieza smirked, cold amusement shining brightly in his disgusting eyes. "Well that is not what her dear mother says."

Bulma walked back towards the screen. "What the hell have you done to my parents, you sadistic bastard?" she demanded angrily.

"Spoken like a true princess." Frieza commented sarcastically. "They are alive… for now."

"What the hell does that mean?" King Vegeta yelled, his voice booming around the room.

The camera changed from Frieza's face to a strange room and it took Bulma a couple of moments before she noticed her parents in the far corner, cuddled up to each other with her father slightly in front of her mother in a way of protecting her.

"No… Mom! Daddy!" she yelled at the screen as she banged her fist against it.

The picture changed from her parents back to the ugly face of the lizard.

"If you hurt them I swear to God I will rip you to pieces!" she said in such a soft and deadly voice that sent shivers down Prince Tarble's spine. He wasn't much of a fighter and just the thought of confrontation scared him. He was strong, yes, but he didn't enjoy hurting people.

"And what if I kill them?" he smirked evilly.

Bulma narrowed her eyes dangerously at the tyrant. "Then I will make sure you die by my hand and my hand alone."

Once again, the camera changed to the scene of her parents and dread washed over her as she watched Frieza step into the room. Bulma concentrated harder and clenched her hands into fists as the pulsing in her head grew louder and stronger until her hands drew blood. She squinted at the screen and watched intently as her father pushed her mother completely behind his body, yelling at Frieza to leave them alone, to have mercy on them.

She watched as her mother begged for their lives and as her father tried to soothe her. They both knew that this was the end. They all did. A hard lump rose in Bulma's throat as Frieza shot a red ki beam from his index finger through both of their hearts.

Bulma's vision started to turn blurry and she felt light–headed as she watched her parents' lifeless bodies hit the floor.

The room filled with Frieza's evil laughter and suddenly, all eyes were on Bulma's shaking form. Black flames surrounded her body in a deadly aura and all three Saiyan royalties told her to calm down but she couldn't hear them. The sound of her mother's screams and begging kept playing through her mind as well as her father's warnings, his begs for mercy. Her mind started to burn and she felt as though there was no way out. She tried to push the pain to the back of her mind like she usually did but this time it didn't seem to work. The pain echoed from her own mind to Vegeta's and his eyes widened suddenly as he felt her mind's power climb higher and higher. He knew instantly that if she didn't control the power then she was surely going to die.

She needed to release the anger she was feeling but she felt like she couldn't move. She couldn't even see the people around her anymore. All she could see was Frieza's evil smirk on the screen as he continued to laugh. Bulma's eyes narrowed and she glared hatefully at the lizard as her body trembled even more with unreleased anger.

After a couple of seconds of her still quickly increasing power, Vegeta had to close off the connection they had so that she didn't kill the both of them.

In less than half of a second, Bulma was in front of the communicator. Her eyes spat fire at the tyrant through the screen but it only made his smirk widen. Bulma let out a loud scream as she threw ki blast after ki blast at the screen that held his face.

The whole palace shook as her mind burned all the more. Power she hadn't even owned before filled her veins and objects around the room started to rise and the room started to glow with her black aura.

Vegeta flew towards the princess but was stopped by his father's hand.

"Father, she is going to die!" Vegeta protested. "Can't you feel her power? It's too high and she can't control it!"

The human warriors along with Kakarot, Raditz and Bardock suddenly burst into the room, having left towards the meeting room as soon as the felt the spike in her power, as soon as they felt her distress.

Bulma slowly levitated off of the ground and turned to face the other people in the room.

What they saw scared even Vegeta.

Her eyes that were once a beautiful shade of blue were now an empty white. It looked like her pupils had completely disappeared. Her long blue hair was flowing eerily around her angry face and the black flames just kept on growing.

Vegeta broke out of his father's hold effortlessly and charged toward Bulma. She didn't even look like Bulma anymore though. She just looked so angry and hurt and it pained him to see her in such a way. He didn't want her to become so overpowered by her suddenly monstrous power that it killed her. He didn't want her to hurt herself whether she was doing it knowingly or not. He just wanted her to calm down.

Bulma didn't even notice when Vegeta approached her and she didn't hear his hiss of pain as the touch of her skin burned his hands. All she could feel was the burning anger in her mind. All she could hear were the voices telling her to go and make Frieza watch as she killed his parents and then she wanted to torture him in the most slowly and painful way possible. All she could see was darkness and all she could taste was blood.

Bardock moved towards the two teenagers despite his instincts telling him to get the hell out of there. He quickly turned towards the others. "Get out of here. She is completely unstable."

They didn't ask questions. Not even King Vegeta. Every single one of them left. Well, Chi-Chi was dragged out by Kakarot as she screamed that she had to help her. Bulma was her best friend. She had to help her, she just had to.

Bardock turned towards the princess and started to walk towards them even though Vegeta growled at him to stay away. Ignoring the prince, he was soon floating up and beside Bulma. He ignored the pain in his hands as he touched her cheeks and ignored the now nearly deafening growls that were erupting from Vegeta.

He used every little bit of psychic ability in him to try and calm her mind. He didn't care how dangerous it would be for him, she was a princess and it was his duty to serve her.

Bulma's stunningly blue pupils slowly came back and her eyebrows knitted together as though she was in a great amount pain. The black flames around her died down until they were completely gone and like her hair, she fell but before she could hit the ground, a strong arm wrapped around her waist and held her close to his body.

"Bulma!" Vegeta's voice echoed through her mind before she slipped into a different sort of darkness, the darkness of unconsciousness.