Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ

A/N: Hi All.

So we left Bulma in the hands of a cold and distant Vegeta, what happened to him?

And I would just like to remind people this story is rated M, it does have dark themes, so be warned.

As always comments and reviews are welcome.

I'm using some more traditional spelling for characters names.

Vegeta – Vegeta Oji

Bulma – Bulma

King Vegeta – Vegeta Ou

Goku – Kakarotto

Brolly – Broly

Piccolo – Piccolo

Kami – Kami Sama

Bardock – Baddaku

Part 11

"Vegeta! What has happened to you? We have to escape before they come back" She pleaded, deep inside she knew it was in vain.

"Escape? You stupid woman, what would I need to escape for?" He scoffed.

"Vegeta… What have they done to you?" She said as she started to cry again.

"Stop that irritating noise! I can't stand the sound of it, if you don't stop I will give you something to cry about" He threatened.

"Vegeta! I know you're in there, please! We have to leave!" She shouted at him, tears blinding her sight now.

Vegeta lent down and grabbed her arm.

"Stop that infernal noise now! I will not go anywhere with you, you are a slave now to Babidi" Vegeta growled.

"Who? Vegeta what has he done to you?" Bulma wept.

"He gave me power, and he awoke me from a disgusting trance I was in! To ever think a pitiful creature like you could excite me makes me sick. I am the Prince of all Saiyans and you are an inferior little bug which I will squish with my boot if you don't shut that infernal noise up" Vegeta spat.

"Vegeta… Please!" She screamed.

Vegeta spat at her and threw her against the wall. He turned around and started to leave the room.

"It's Vegeta Oji to you slave! Majin Vegeta Oji!" He spat back.

Bulma started to bawl uncontrollably into her cuffed hands, inside the dank dark dungeon she was now imprisoned she felt more despair than she had ever known. Vegeta had completely rejected her, after all she had been through. After everything she had felt for him, he just spat it back in her face. Literally. She felt her heart break into a million pieces like shattering glass, the feeling was hollow and painful. She couldn't believe it, it couldn't end like this.

"Vegeta, don't leave me please…" She begged in a whisper to herself as the dungeon door crashed shut and locked.

Kakarotto looked up at the sky, the storm was nearing and it had an ominous feel to it. He shivered a bit at the sight of the darkening clouds. He turned back to his Son.

"We should find some shelter, that storm doesn't look good" Kakarotto said.

"Yes, right. How about that cave over there?" Gohan asked.

Kakarotto laughed. Of course he had already scoped the area, he had always been quick his boy. But he was a very intelligent man now and it took some getting used to.

"Good spot Son, let's get set up for the night" He said smiling.

Walking over to the small cave the two men looked around for any sign of use. The cave looked untouched, it also looked quite cosy. At least for the night while the storm passed. Gohan quickly poked around for fire wood, nice dry pieces to keep the fire going through the night. Kakarotto started unpacking the food so they could eat. They had travelled a long distance over the two days. As the light started to fall on the second day Kakarotto smiled at the thought of the time spent with his Son. The Son he thought he had lost long ago.

"Well that ort to last us for the night, looks like we are in for a long night" Gohan sighed.

Kakarotto looked up at his boy. Smiling Gohan sat down and picked up his bowl of food. Having rice and corn wasn't appetising but it made a dent in the hunger pains at least. Kakarotto followed suit and grabbed his food as well. Sitting and eating as Father and Son was a rare treat for them both, after they had finished they laid back and digested their bland meal.

"I often watched the stars and thought of you and your Mother" Kakarotto said as they watched the lightening flash in the sky.

Gohan looked over at his father sensing he wasn't finished what he wanted to say.

"I never failed, not even one night to not lay back and stare at them and wonder if you saw them too" He said.

"We did, every night. Without fail" Gohan smiled.

"Ha ha! What a strange life this is! Isn't it just unfathomable where it takes you? You were kept safe all those years by your mother and here I am to lead you into danger again" He said.

"You are not leading me, our fate is. But I would gladly follow you anywhere, Father" Gohan said offering out his arm.

Kakarotto reached out and clasped his hand in his sons, making a silent packed. One sealed by the blood they shared.

The dungeon door unlocked and Bulma couldn't even gather the energy to look up at the person entering the room. She smelt the stench though, it smelt like death.

"There you are, look at you… all soiled and broken" He chuckled.

Bulma looked up at the eyes of pure evil. Broly's eyes where truly black as hell, he was as mad as he was strong. A very dangerous combination.

"Get away from me, just leave me here to die!" She blurted out.

"Oh you don't get to be so lucky" He laughed.

Bulma started to cry again.

"Yes that's it, cry your little heart out! Soon those tears won't come anymore once you have been pushed over the line" Broly said reaching out to touch her face.

Bulma flinched and flung her face away.

"Come now, don't be a prude. Your Prince no longer wants you, you are mine now anyway" Broly laughed.

A new wave of tears erupted from the small blue haired girl again. What she wouldn't give for a knife to stab herself with, straight through the heart. She wanted nothing else but to fade from this existence. How could she not wish this when they most foul creature stood before her. He was ready to torture her mind, body and soul.

And no one would save her.

"Come now girl, you are about to taste what true power is" Broly said grabbing the chains that kept her tied to the wall and broke them with ease.

Broly pulled on the chains and dragged her body up until she stood before him. He turned around and started for the door. Going willingly to her death Bulma followed him. There was no fight left in her. It was all just too hard. Following the giant man out of the dungeons. The dark black halls were full of mouldy and dripping pipes. She heard soft moans of pain, but she was too deep in her own to truly notice what horrors were going on around her. One soldier in a cell reached out for her as she walked past. He had no fingers.

Walking up the stairs to the exit Bulma closed her eyes which pushed out the remainder of tears that were floating in her eyes. Broly was right, there were no more tears, not for her. She had lost everything, life was so cruel to dangle hope in her face only to rip it away. Laughing at her for ever thinking she had a chance.

"Vegeta…" She whispered.

Broly looked over his shoulder as they continued to walk down a long dark corridor.

"By the time I'm done with you girl you won't be talking any longer, so enjoy his name on your lips for now" Broly chuckled.

"Do what you wish with me, I have nothing left for you to take" She sobbed.

"Oh we will see what you still have to give" Broly smirked.

Piccolo spat out a mouthful of blood as the torture master readied his next tool. Piccolo looked up through a beaten eye socket. He couldn't see well, but he saw what the next tool of torture was. A large monkey wrench was pulled out of the bag of pain as Piccolo now called it. The wrench was massive, bigger than any he had seen and carpenter use before. Its shape looked like it could clamp onto any part of his body. He could only guess which one they were going to choose.

"Now Namek, be a good lizard and tell me where he is" Babidi asked.

"I don't know who you are speaking of" Piccolo said spitting more blood.

"Yes, yes enough with the cover story. I have seen you before Namekian. I know who you are" The wizard said.

"You know not of me, I am just a eunuch, I have nothing to give you"

"Now, now we could do this over and over until you break and tell us. Or you can just tell me now and stop all this pain" Babidi offered.

Piccolo chuckled at this, did they always have to act like the savour. He knew the pain would not end. Not until he was dead. He thought now of Kami Sama, about all the pain between them, and it didn't seem to matter anymore, not while he was in the hands of this mad wizard.

"Piccolo, where is Kami Sama?" Babidi asked.

Piccolo looked up in shock. Who was this wizard? How did he know of Kami Sama, surely he didn't know the connection they shared?

"Tell me and this pain will end" Babidi said smiling at the reaction he received.

Piccolo spat out more blood and looked back down at the floor. This was never going to end. He was not getting out of this alive. He prayed for a quick death, he prayed he would not scream. Babidi nodded to the torture master, who walked over to Piccolo and placed the monkey wrench on his left shoulder and tightened it so it sat on top without needing to hold it.

"For every ten seconds you don't answer we will tighten this wrench one turn" Babidi explained.

Piccolo remained silent.

"You have sealed your fate Namekian"

Piccolo closed his eyes shut tight. Thinking of the lookout and of the other part of his soul he braced himself for the pain. The torture master began tightening the metal around Piccolo's shoulder. The bones crunched as the pressure became more and more unbearable.

"Kami Sama…" Piccolo thought.

The older Namekian braced for the pain, he had long known he had a big connection with Piccolo, more than Piccolo himself knew. He felt every single painful twinge the young Namekian felt.

But that was bearable; the thing he couldn't stand was the emotional pain he was feeling. The painful past between the two suddenly didn't matter.

He felt his heart ache for the other part of his soul and tears began to flow out of his eyes.

"I'm so sorry Piccolo, I'm so sorry for this…" He cried.

And another part down, things have turned for the worse. I hope you enjoyed!