There was a knock on the door. A tall muscular teen with black long hair walked over to the door and opened it. Frieza's new head scientist is on the other side.
"Come in, Miss Bulma." the young teen greeted. He isn't sure what she wanted. His only thought is that Maron might have told her who she was with right before being accused as a spy. Bulma walks in and the male shuts the door.
"Yamcha, who is at the door." another young male yells from another room. Yamcha looks the young girl up and down. She has changed her clothes to a black spandex suit and heels. Her hair is the same and she has a scouter hanging off of her belt.
"Frieza's new head of science." Yamcha calls back. "What can I do for you?" he asks Bulma. She just stares at him. She only has seen him on a web camera. He looks so much cuter in person. He could pass as a Saiyan if he had a higher power level and a tail. Bulma doesn't answer him until she sees Krillin walk into the room.
"Hello Krillin, Yamcha." Bulma greets them both. They both have her heard this voice before. "I am glad I get to finally met you in person."
"What?" Yamcha is confused. Another being enters the room. He looks at Bulma and knows who she is.
"Yamcha, it is the Saiyan who has gotten us to join the rebellion." Piccolo tells him in a flat tone.
"Oh, hello Piccolo." Bulma greets the tall green Namekian.
"So you finally joined, that's good." Krillin says. Yamcha just stares at her. He never thought a Saiyan could be so beautiful.
"Now tell me about Maron." Bulma jumps to the point.
"She is this earth girl that likes me, she followed us one time we contacted you and heard something she wasn't supposed to hear and she got caught knowing that information about his ship." Krillin explains remorsefully.
"What did she hear?" Bulma asks.
"The codes for the storage units." Yamcha answers. Bulma sits down and thinks.
"If she told others, then you guys can be in hot water," She tells them. "Okay."
She leaves their unit. She can't get over the fact that she killed a stupid girl, who most likely didn't know what she was doing. She hits the wall. The solders around her all get startled. Bulma retract her hand for the hole she caused in the wall and continued to walk. Someone put a hand on her shoulder. She grabbed it and was about to flip the person over her shoulder, when she saw who it was.
"Zarbon, what the hell do you want?" Bulma seethed through her teeth. She wasn't in the mood for anything.
"How did it go?" He asks as he moves next to her.
"Well, they have no idea what I was talking about. They were not even on the ship when it happened." Bulma tells him a half lie. "I can tell when people lie, and they didn't lie once. The two humans seemed like they just were in shock one of Frieza top favorites were in the room." Bulma lies. "Yamcha looked like he was drooling all over me." that was true.
"Funny, so that is why you punched a hole in the wall?" he chuckles. Bulma doesn't want to talk with him. She has things she need to work out, one of them is how to get the three safe and the other one is why the hell she didn't freak out when she killed Marron. Nothing make sense. She needs a good spare. That always clears her thoughts. Maybe then, she can figure everything out, everything from the key to Vegeta's transformation to what to do to get those three under the radar.
"Oh, shut the hell up, Zarbon, it isn't that." She mumbles. The two walk in the middle of the hall way because everyone one else is scared of Bulma right now.
"What is it then, miss Bulma?" he asks uncaringly.
"None of you business, Zarbon. Can't a Saiyan be pissed for no damn reason?" Bulma snaps at the tall green man. He laughs.
"You sound just like Vegeta." He comments. They walk in silence until they reach Frieza's chambers. Zarbon goes to knock, but Bulma pushes passed him and walks through the door. Frieza is in the middle beating someone as she walks in.
"What the Hell… oh hello Bulma." Frieza was about to kill the intruder, but since it is Bulma he didn't care. Bulma walks over to sit on his desk and waits until he is done beating the solder senseless. She has seen many beating, would have given some out if she stayed on Vegeta-sei. This is nothing new for her.
"She gave the wrong information. If I was going to interrogate her for the information. I could have gotten the right information, but she just had to be stupid." Bulma had some bile come up in her throat at the thought of killing someone dumb, yet she didn't regret it for some odd reason.
"Next time if you want to interrogate someone, let me know. You can do whatever you want to do here." Frieza tells the blue haired Saiyan. He finishes and two soldiers came in and drag the man out. "Zarbon, are you going to get in here or what?" Zarbon rushes in and closes the door behind him.
"So, what now? Do you have anything else for me to do? Cause I need to train." Bulma lies back on the desk and sighs.
"Do not talk to him like that!" Bulma hears Dodoria's voice call out. Frieza turns to him.
"She is fine, Dodoria." he tells him flatly. Dodoria can't believe Frieza isn't going to kill her for talking to him like that. Bulma can't believe it either, but doesn't show it. "What are Saiyan's obsessions about training? not like it would do them much good." Frieza comments to Bulma.
"We are an ELITE Warrior race. We stride to be the best we can, before you we were the best in the universe." Bulma retort to the Icejin. The others laugh at Bulma's statement.
"You really think Saiyans are strong enough to rule the universe?" Dodoria makes fun of the girl.
"They can barely control their own planet; they have to have five other families to help them." Zarbon insults. This hits Bulma like a ton of bricks. Zarbon doesn't understand how bad he just insulted her and her family. Bulma moves fast. Only Frieza sees her move. Zarbon feels like there is a hole in his stomach. He coughs up blood. "What the hell?" everyone can hear the pain in his voice. He looks down and sees a flash of blue before he is thrown across the room.
"How dare you? You don't know why we have that set up; you know nothing about us. Don't act like you do. Frieza said nothing. He knows the past. Why don't you ask him about it?" Bulma spoke in a low and threatening voice to both of Frieza's underlings.
"She is right. Saiyans uses to rule the universe, but much differently then how my family does it." he tells his men. "But that doesn't leave this room, clear?" his men nods and promises. Zarbon get up from the floor. Everyone can see that his armor is broken and there is blood soaking his spandex shirt. He looks down at it in shock.
"Don't worry, it won't scare. Just get someone to look at it. I know how you are about your looks." Bulma informs the green vain alien.
"Bulma you have proven you point, you can leave." Frieza tells the little girl with a hearty laugh. "Dodoria take Zarbon to the med bay." Frieza dismisses his men as well. Bulma walks out the door and searches for her brothers' ki. She finds it and walks off.
000
"You finally join us." Raditz comments when he sees his younger sister walk into the training room for the elite Saiyans. He gets a low ki blast thrown at him in response. "Hey, that stung."
"You truly are a wimp." Bulma comments as she walks over to Vegeta and her twin.
"Someone is in a bad mood. Vegeta laughs.
"No, duh." Bulma snaps. "I need to cool off, who wants to spar?" Vegeta and Kakarrot look at each other.
"Vegeta, she's pissed. You fight her." Kakarrot tells the prince cowardly.
"Why the hell should I? She is your sister," He yells back.
"I need to regain control." She cuts them both off. Vegeta smirks.
"If that is the case, then I will be glad to put you back in place." He charges up and flies after her. One sure way for a Saiyan to regain control is having them fight someone stronger than themselves.
Vegeta hit her repeatedly over and over again in her face. She can't really focus right now. Blood goes everywhere, and Bulma isn't able to fight back. She takes his fist and throws him off of her. Bulma knows her nose is broken, but she doesn't care. They are even; no one can get a hit in now that Bulma can concentrate. She tries to mix it up and throws a kick in. It works. Vegeta chins flies upward. He lands on his knees.
"Not bad, you have been training lately. Normally you wouldn't do that." He jumps up and throws a blast at her. It hits. "But your dodging is terrible."
"Of course you have to make an insult every time. Why can't you just give a complement?" Bulma yells. "Is Backhanded complements your specialty?"
"No, killing people is." He states with enjoyment. This comment causes Bulma to gag.
"What do you do? Go around killing innocent people all the time?" Bulma yells. The Son boys and Nappa look at each other.
"You seemed not to have a problem with it today." He comments in a mocking tone.
"I think it's time to eat lunch, come on. Let's leave them to argue." Nappa tells the two boys. They agree and the three walk out. Bulma and Vegeta don't even notice. Bulma doesn't know how to feel.
"What am I suppose to have done? I don't even know how I'm supposed to react." Bulma sinks to the ground and into a ball. "It's like half of my brain is telling me I did the right thing and the other half is saying I messed up and killed an innocent, stupid girl." Bulma whispers. Vegeta is stunned. He rarely sees the strong and intelligent princess confused.
"It is normal to question the first killing. That's why Saiyans are sent out at a young age to kill. So our second nature is awoken. You have been sheltered so yours is just waking up." the prince explains to the girl on the floor. He is so mad that Nappa isn't in here. He could have him explain it to her. Vegeta doesn't want to spend his time around her. She is just a pain in his butt. "You will be able to tell soon whether or not killing someone would be justifiable. That's what make Saiyans stand out above any other race. We don't kill everything because we know whether it is right or not."
"Is that why Saiyans can't kill other Saiyans? We would lose that sense of judgment?" Bulma asks. Vegeta doesn't understand how she came up with that conclusion.
"Yes, partly."
"The other part is that we would eventually kill off our race like thousands of other races like us." Bulma states.
"Yes." He agrees with her. "But it is pathetic to sit there cowering in a ball. Get up, you are a Saiyan."
"Shut up! I will sit however I chose to." Bulma spits out. Vegeta walks over, grabs her arm and yanks her up.
"Don't you dare talk back to me, Girl." He growls.
"I am not a girl any more. I'm a young lady." She bites back as he holds her in the air.
"Just because you're eleven? You're acting like you're two." He asks. Bulma tries getting him to let go of her arm, but it is no uses.
"You're the one not willing to accept me into his pack." She retorts.
"You don't know what you're talking about. I don't want someone in my head that can't keep their thought to themselves." Vegeta yells at the girl. He drops her and walks out the door. Bulma sits there on the ground and thinks. That is what she told Zarbon and Dodoria. She gets up and walks out of the training room. Bulma walks down the hall to the lab she is head of.
"Miss Bulma, nice to see you. I have some questions." A red skin scientist greets her. She turns and looks at the table.
"Yes?"
"I cannot get the part to stay." He states.
"That's not a question, but have you tried heating both parts up and melting them into place?" this is her realm
"No, I didn't I'll try that. Thank you."
"No problem." Bulma walks over to the door she saw Leigh walk through earlier. Inside is her assistant typing on the computer.
"Hello, nice to see you, Miss Bulma." she greets while she works.
"Please I don't like my chamber maids calling me that. I don't want you calling me anything other than Bulma." She informs.
"Miss Bulma, I can't do that. I must address you by your title at all times."
"If you need to address me by my title than you should know my full title than."
"You have more than two?" She looks up at her boss.
"Yes, I have many. Bulma southern Vegeta-sei Princess, lead Saiyan scientist, Head scientist, and Frieza left hand lady are just a few. If you must call me by my give titles then you need to learn all of them." Bulma smirks as she watch Leigh's mouth drop. "Or you can call me Bulma,"
"I will call you Bulma." Leigh gives up.
"Good, now can you explain to me my duty as head scientist?"
"Well, you make sure things run smoothly. You're given an idea and you delegate them to your heads and they make sure that get done. Then you and the head of the units present it to Lord Frieza." she explains in one breath.
"Okay, so nothing special and then you just help me get things done?"
"Yes, anything you need. I can help you with. Plus when you are on missions. I will step in for you."
"Then do you keep things secret?" Bulma needs to know. "Even from Frieza? I might have things planned that can't have his knowledge just yet." She nods. "Even if it is against him?" Bulma asks with a smirk. If she wouldn't, she can tell her it was a test.
"I do whatever you ask, within reason." Leigh answers after some time. That answer is not good enough.
"Good answer, I need to know who is loyal to Frieza and who isn't. I will not have un-loyal people working with me. Saiyans value loyalty above all else." Bulma tells the lady at the computer.
"I was worried for a moment. I thought you might have been a part of the rebellion." she breathes out.
"What if I am? If I was you would never know, my dear Leigh." she smirks at her stunned assistant. "Now I would like to talk with the entire department. I should inform them of my expectation of them."
"Ah, okay." She finish typing and gets up.
"You know I'm just messing with you, Leigh." Bulma comforts the stunned lady. She laughs and walks out of the door and Bulma follows. Everyone is getting ready to leave. Leigh clears her throat and calls for everyone's attention.
"Miss Bulma would like to have a word with you before you leave."
"First I would like to thank you for your work so far." Bulma starts off. This shocks the crowd. They never had a head thank them. "There are some things that I will expect from all of you." she pauses so she can make sure she has everyone's attention. "I don't care about how bad your day is going, how it went yesterday, or anything else, this is a place of work. We will treat everyone with the same respect. We will take our turns talking and there will be no fighting in here. That is want the training rooms are for. If you have a problem with someone, go to that room and deal with it. I have very good hearing and I don't want to hear bickering back and forth."
The room is silent as Bulma talks. They had never had a head tell them how they are to act and how they are to deal with things. This head is going to be very different. She is so young, but she acts like she is an adult.
"I maybe young, but Frieza wouldn't place me here if I didn't have what it takes to get things done. Never be afraid to talk with me." Bulma finishes right when it is time for them to leave. She watches as everyone leaves to finish their day.
"That was the first time they were ever told what they were expected to do, good speech." Leigh comments.
"You were taking notes?"Leigh nods. "I would like you to type them up and give them out the heads. I want them to be able to tell me if I need to follow the rules. I am not above them." Bulma needs as many people to like her as possible.
"I will do that, anything else?"
"No, when you're done, you can do what you wish." Bulma tells her. Leigh leaves the room as Bulma starts to walk down the row of tables and counters. Frieza is trying to win her over; she will always hate him for what he has done. Somehow she needs to get the rebellion up and running. The information she has gotten from Yamcha, Krillin, and Piccolo says there are a lot of small groups. If only she can get them to come together, then it will be a real force to be reckoned with.
"You want to get something to eat?" she didn't even feel her twin near her. She turns and sees her beloved twin. He is grinning and scratching his head.
"Sure Goku, I would love too." she walks over to him and grabs his arm and they go to the cafeteria.
It is a loud room with many people in it. Her twin leads her to the food line to get their food. Everyone gets a choice of different dishes. Them being Saiyans, they were allowed to a little more than the rest.
"Now we go and get our ID read, then we can sit and eat." He leads her to the readers who are manned by big aliens. Kakarrot sets his trays of food down and hands his ID to one of the men.
"Monkeys, allowed to pig out whenever they want." he remarks.
"Gross, Ugly, Dumb, Careless critters." the other one comments. Kakarrot doesn't say anything. This pisses Bulma off more. She tucks her tail under her shirt and waits until her twin gets his ID back.
"Look at you, you are one fine piece of…" the first one tries to comment, but Kakarrot growls at him.
"Look, who's territorial." the other one mocks.
"Its fine Goku." she tells her twin. "If they think I look good, then let them."
"Aren't you Frieza's new girl? You killed the traitor this morning." the first one asks.
"Yes I am, Bulma nice to meet you." she greets them with fake pleasure. They both give her their names.
"Now, beautiful miss Bulma. Can I get your ID?" the closer one asks. Bulma pull off her clipped ID and it to him.
"Oh, Goku can you be a dear and get me some napkins. I don't know where they are. You know how I am about spills." she asks her brother in a louder voice than before. She watches out of the corner of her eye, the two men stare at her ID. On it says her name and who on the ship she is related to. Then it says her species, after that her title. On hers it has Princess Bulma Son, Father Bardock and mother Katchas. Her brothers are listed as Raditz and Kakarrot. So that makes the next part say Saiyan. Then the next line says she is the Head of the department of Science and Frieza's Advisor.
She smirks as her brother walks off to get the napkins.
"Now, don't you dare say any more comments about SAIYANS, or my brothers. I will hear you and I WILL kill you without hesitation." She threatens in a sweet voice. The two just look at each other. They don't know what just happened.
"Here you go." Kakarrot comes back with the napkins and hands them to her.
"Thank you Goku." She looks back at the two men. "Now may I have my ID back. I don't think you could do much with it." they hand her card back and she and her brother walks off.
"Thank you." he whispers to his twin.
"No problem, him calling you all those things means his is calling me that cause I'm your twin after all. I don't want him calling me that." She explains.
"You do sound like Vegeta." He laughs out.
"You too, Kami. I hang out with him and you guys too much." she jokes with her brother. Bulma and her brother get to their table that has been assigned to them. Vegeta, Raditz, and Nappa are already there eating. They both sit where they normally sit back at home.
"Nice for you to join us. Where did you run off to?" Vegeta rudely asks.
"I was doing my job. Taking care of the scientists and making sure their know what is expected of them." Bulma snaps at him before taking a bite of her food.
"Where you belong, with all the weaklings and Frieza's poor excuse of treaties." Vegeta replies angrily.
"Well at least they know what's expected of them and can do it." Bulma states with on emotion in her voice. This pisses Vegeta off.
"That better be not directed at me cause you know I am doing it at my own timing." Vegeta growls.
"No! Why the hell would I mean that? I have been with you all the way. Why the hell would I bring that up? I was talking about things I can't control or understand." Bulma corrects with spite.
"Good, I would have killed you if you were." He bites at her.
"Like you could!" Bulma cruelly comments to Vegeta. He raises his fist to punch her into the far wall.
"If you two are done? Lord Frieza has a mission for us. He wants us to purge Planet 2341 in sector 8," Nappa stops the two from arguing.
"Does this mean I get to go? Or do I have to stay here?" Bulma asks half joyful half not.
"No, Lord Frieza has a gala dinner for his family coming up. You need to stay for that." Nappa answers.
"Okay, fine by me, but before you guys go I have some things I would like to give you."
"Like what things, Bulma?" She really needs to focus on her surroundings; this is the second time someone snuck up on her.
"Oh, Hello Zarbon. Just some things Saiyan girls give out on their eleventh birthday to her comrades." Bulma looks into her belt pocket for her inventions and pulls out a capsule.
"Comrades? Not friends?" He asks.
"Saiyans don't have friends. they have comrades, friends are completely different." Bulma tells him as she opens the capsule up. Inside are the gravity bracelets she made for each one of her brothers and Vegeta.
"What are these? Sweat bands?" He questions one of Raditz's in his hand. Bulma takes it away from him and puts it back in the pile.
"Yes, I chose to make them sweat bands. Something I actually had a hard time making because I over think it too much." Bulma told him.
"Really, odd tradition. Anyway, Lord Frieza want to talk to you about the gala dinner Nappa told you about." he tells her.
"Can't I eat first? I'm hungry." she whines. Zarbon laughs.
"Sure, you are a monk… I mean Saiyan. Finish and then report to him." he informs her and leaves. Bulma sticks her tongue out at him as he walks off.
"Stupid green vain woman." Bulma mumbles under her breath. Then she returns to her food.
"Are you going to tell us how to work them?" Vegeta snaps at her. She puts down her fork and glares at her Prince.
"Yes, put it on." She snaps back at him. He growls but does what she told him to. "Now, look at the dial on your left sweat band. Lift the fabric and you will see a black screen. Twist the dial." Bulma tells Vegeta in a monotone. Her brothers grabbed their by now and they, too, are turning their dials. Vegeta and they feel a shock of electricity through their bodies.
"Kami, what the hell was that?" Vegeta shouts. The room is too crowded for anyone to pay attention to his temper tantrum.
"Just something to get your body and sweat bands running smoothly. Now you will be able to change the settings by that dials, but I put limits on all of them. Reason being, is because this can kill you if it is too high." Bulma warns them.
"Is that what happen to you when you were pasted to the floor?" Raditz asks.
"Yes, there is still a dent in my lab." Bulma answers her brother while scratching her head. This make him laughs.
"You're a mix of Vegeta and Kakarrot." he comments.
"Kami, we hang our all the time. Of course we are going to be similar." Bulma defends.
"Girl, what is your problem? We are nothing alike. Were you dropped on your head when you were born?" Vegeta insults.
"No, Kakarrot was. Bulma just has all the brains." Raditz answer him.
"Well, tell that to everyone that I met today. Everyone is telling me how you and I act alike. So tell them that we don't act alike." Bulma retorts.
"Whoever is saying that I will kill them." Vegeta crosses his arms on his chest.
"We are already are going too." Bulma comments while mimicking him. He growls and moves his arms.
"Whoever said you were helping me do anything? I can do it on my own." Vegeta snaps at the blue haired scientist.
"History." Bulma comments as she gets up and removes herself and the trays from the table.
"What is her deal?" Vegeta asks the brothers.
"I don't know." Raditz answers. Kakarrot looks up from his meal and mumbles something no one can understand. "What?"
"He said there isn't anything wrong with her. She is prefect the way she is." Bulma repeats her brother's words before leaving the table. Her tail swings freely behind her.
000
"Nice for you to join us, Bulma." Frieza greets his new solder. He is facing the glass wall, away from Bulma, Zarbon is next to him.
"You wanted me. Something about a Gala dinner?" Bulma asks bored. Frieza pats the arm of his hover chair. Bulma walks over and sits on the arm.
"My family has this annual Gala dinner. I was asked to bring my top men. I thought what if I bring my left hand lady and show her off. Maybe she will get a chance to prove herself to my family as well." he talks as if Bulma isn't there.
"So you're telling me I have to attend a boring dance and met your family. There is no way I can get out of it? I can't go on the mission with my team?" Bulma ask rudely to her new lord.
"Yes, I have some seamstresses met you in your room tonight. They will take your measurements and make some dresses for you."
"So what is expected of me?" Bulma ask as she leans back.
"To impress my family and everyone else there."
"What if I don't want to try?" Bulma asks with sarcasm. This makes Frieza and Zarbon laugh.
"You will no matter what. Now go and met them in your room." Frieza tells Bulma. She jumps off the chair and walks out of the room.