Bulma continued running through the hallway, but she couldnt get the name out of her head. Yamcha. I know that name. It's...so...familiar.
She decided now was not the time to dweel on such a matter. Her life was on the line; she'd gotten the chance to fre herself and somehow escape the whole servitudechapter of her life and start all over. But if she was caught running away, it would surely be the end.
She thought she'd never stop running when she finally came tofind the window the soldier- Yamcha- had described. He had not mentioned it was a bit high. But she would manage nonetheless. She looked around for something that would serve as some kind of support, and found none. All this for nothing! she thought as she let out a defeated sigh. Thats when she noticed a small hole in the wall. It was very convenient...and brilliant. Without so much as a second thought she put up her right foot in the hole and propped herself up to the small space where the window was. With a smile, she unlatched the window lock and slowly opened it. She looked down. It wasnt very close to the ground, but a jump from the window would surely not kill her. she just hoped she broke and arm or something and not a leg, because she need both of them to run as fast as she could. She swung her legs over towards the exit and closed her eyes. Here it goes, she thought as she pushed herself off.
Swish. Safely on the ground. On her butt. Bulma smiled. Well, sometimes that extra meat in your behind doescome in handy, she thought with a grimace as she stood up. That had hurt anyway. But she set out to walk as fast as she could before anyone noticed her absence.
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"What?!!" Vegeta yelled enraged, "how, exactly, did she run away, Boras?!"
"Y-your majesty, I dont know. She was just...gone!"a terrified Boras managed to stutter out as he trembled on his knees.
"You fucking drunk. This just put your life on the line. If she is not found, you'll surely die," the prince said furiously.
"Y-yes, my prince," Boras muttered, relieved and confused that he would not be killed on the spot.
"Soldiers!" Vegeta called out. The 6 guards on post ran towards the prince and stood in order.
"Yes sir."
"The six of are to go out and find the slave girl. You have two sunsets to bring her back or I will punish you severely," Vegeta ordered dangerously as he stormed out of the dungeons.
How the hell did she escape? Hmm...I must have definitely underestimated her intelligence. Well, she'll pay dearly for what she's done.
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Bulma had been roaming the woods for about three days. Sure, she'd wanted freedom more than anything. But right now, she wanted food, water, a bath and a good place to sleep. She had not been able to lie down and rest for one second, for fear of the weird and dangerous creatures roaming about. Damn this planet! There is nothing with which to survive here.
"Oh shit!" she cried out loud as a thought came to her head, "that guy, Yamcha. I know him. Oh god! He was at my birthday party that day those...monkeys came and attacked my parents and took us with them! I..I should let him know...does he even remember me?" Bulma decided now was not the time to think about that. She was gone and so was he and, chances were she would never see him again.
She walked around some more, exhausted, trying to find something that would somehow fill her stomach, if only for a little while. She was ready to completely pass out and give up on the whole thing when she heard what sounded like water. She looked deeper into the trees and let out a squeal.
"Water!" Bulma ran towards the small river. She looked around amazed. Never had she imagined that this planet had such beautiful natural features. She quickly stripped herself of her clothing and ran into the fresh water, letting out a sigh of relief as she felt it slowly cleansing her. When she was fairly satisfied with her bath and had saciated herself with the sweet, fresh water, she decided it was enough and she should get out. It was getting dark, anyway.
She came to pick up her clothes and put them back on, but was surprised to see she couldnt find them. I could have sworn I left them right here! she thought frantically as she looked around
"Well, well, my beautiful servant girl. Looking for this?" a voice rang out from behind the bushes.
Bulma gasped and stared in horror as she stared at the fat, large, bald man in front of her.
"I'm sure the King will reward me when I take you back from where you escaped."
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"Alright, Vegeta, what's the problem?" Goku asked his distracted friend.
"What? Nothing," Vegeta said as he kicked off his boots, ready to spar.
"Hmmm. Are you? Are you worried about the girl, Celeste? The one that ran away?" Goku asked tentatively.
Vegeta glared at him, "What are you incinuating, Kakarot?"
"Oh, nothing, nothing at all, Vegeta," Goku said innocently, then smirked, "but I think you like her."
"Can you say anything more stupid than that! She's a slave, Kakarot, in case you didnt notice!" Vegeta retorted.
"So? Love does not discriminate," Goku said as he shrugged.
Vegeta raised his eyebrows, "Of course not. In your case, that is. I see you've started something with the kitchen girl."
"She's not the kitchen girl, Vegeta, her name's Chichi," Goku said defensively.
Vegeta snorted, "Same difference. But whatever, she's cute, Kakarot. Might as well take advantage of her, because you know thats as far as you'll ever get with her."
"Well, we'll just have to see about that," Goku said with a frown.
"Hello there!" a female voice came out of nowhere.
"Isa!" Goku said as he saw his former girlfriend.
"Kakarot...I didnt know you were here," Isa said taken aback.
"Well, I'm the prince's training partner," Goku said matter-of-factly.
"Oh yes, of course. Arent you supposed to be working with Frieza? I mean, your brothers are in the king's top elite force. How come you're not?" Isa asked curiously.
"My brothers left on Frieza's mission a couple of years ago. I was too young to go back then," Goku explained as he stretched.
"Oh," Isa said raising her eyebrows. She looked over to the prince and smiled, "well, you have not acknowledged me yet, my prince."
Vegeta glared at her and shrugged, starting his stretches just like Goku.
"I see you're in no good mood. Pardon my impudence, I shouldnt have come," Isa said bowing her head submissively. Vegeta ignored her.
"Oh, dont mind Vegeta. He's just in a really bad mood, that's all. You can stay and watch us spar if you want," Goku suggested, beign nice, as always.
"Oh, no. I'm going to go join my father and the king at the courtroom. I will see you at dinner, my prince. I...especially look forward to finishing what we didnt get to start," Isa said with a smirk.
Vegeta looked at her and raised an eyebrow. That could work.
"Well, goodbye gentlemen," Isa curtsied and exited the sparring room.
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"Your majesty, the top Elite force has returned from their mission with Lord Frieza," the court crier announced as the King sat at his throne, accompanied by the Duke of Laecon and his daughter.
"Really? That's good news. Let them in, they will recieve special treatments tonight," the king said brightly.
The group of men walked in. Their uniforms were clean and new, but their features showed they'd had a rough time and it hadnt been easy.
"I am most proud in all of you, my top men. I know these past years have not been easy under Lord Frieza's rule, but I assure you...all that will come to an end. We will solve our problems in good terms, of course. I will hold a feast in your honor, for you have been exceptional and brave men."
"Long live the king!" the men shouted as they bowed and exited the courtroom. Only one of them remained.
"Astael?" the king acknowledged the man.
"Your majesty, on behalf of our crew, I come to ask you for a favor," the man said as he silently bowed his head.
"What is that?" the king asked.
"Our men do not wish to go back under Lord Frieza's command."
"Who else will go? They are without comparison."
"Your majesty, understand that these men have been away from their families and from their people for many years. Now, there are trainees. Men that are being prepared to go in their stead. They have the skill that our men have lost through he course of the years," Astael said, trying to convince the king.
"You're right, I think-'' the King's vocie was cut off as the iron doors were opened.
"Your majesty, I'm sorry for the interruption, but someone has brought in-'' he crier trailed off as he lookd at the large man dragging the rebellious girl into the courtroom.
"Your majesty, you will be interested in seeing what I found a while ago in the woods," the large man said snidely.
The king narowed his eyes and recognized the girl, who always managed to interrupt something important, "Why yes, of course. If it isnt the little fugitive. Tell me, did you really think you wouldnt be found?"
Bulma cried out in pain as the large man grabbed her neck and made her face the king, "G'aaah! Fuck! Everythign would have worked out perfectly had it not been for this large piece of meatball spying on me!"
The king chuckled, "She's right about that description, Nappa." Nappa just smirked. Oh, she would say that again later on in the night.
"I see the dungeons werent enough for you, were they?" the king asked annoyed. This little slave was getting on his last nerves. He should have just killed her on the spot and not have listened ot his son.
"You should go in there yourself, your majesty. It would sure make you feel at home with the rodents and their piss," Bulma said crudely.
The king clenched his fists.
"Ahem," Isa cleared her throat and acknowledged the king, "I'm sorry, your majesty, but may I mention that that is no way of speaking to the king and her punishment should be severe," she said with an evil smile.
"Yes, I will think of a proper punishment for her, alright," the king nodded, glaring at the almost-naked slave. He had to admit, she was beautiful. Had she not been the way she was, he would actually deemed her as qualified to become on of the many concubines for his son.
"What's going on here?" the prince asked as he entered. He was surprised to see the servant in the courtroom being held roughly. He looked at her, top and bottom and forced himself to looka way from her glorious body.
"Looks like our little slave has been caught," the king said, already bored of the situaton. He'd wanted to settle things with Astael promptly.
Vegeta walked towards the slave, looking her in the eyes. She glared back at him with hatred.
"What the fuck did you think? That you'd get out of the planet?" he asked when he was close enough to feel her quick breathing.
She simply spat at him, once again.
Isa and the the Duke gasped as the king stared in indignation. Vegeta wiped the spit off his face with the back of his hand, glaring at her sinisterly.
"Why, that is the most disgusting thing!" Isa exclaimed in disgust and disbelief.
"Isa, since you will soon excercise some judgement around here, what would you do with her? Kill her?" the king suggested.
Vegeta clenched his fists, how dare his father grant that slut any permission to decided on such matters!?
Isa seemed to ponder for a while, then her eyes lit up. You did call me a slut, you bitch. Well, I'll stay true to my word and my promise, she thought with a smirk.
"Take her to the palace bordello. No one can stand a disrespectful slut."
Bulma's face became distorted with horror and disgust, "You cant do that! I will not be used as a whore!"
The king nodded, "Very well. Take her away."
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Oh man! I see some more action coming. And I'm really, really starting to hate Isa. That bitch! Lol...well, next chapter will be very, very...interesting. Definitely a lot of encounters. So please keep reading and send in your reviews!
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