I'm baaaack... Horror among horrors, I know. Thanks for the great reviews, ya'll are awesome. Hmmm. Spell check says ya'll isn't a word yet I use it all the time. Must be a Mississippi thing. Well, I just wanted to say that I don't own a million dollars, Rogaine, Sealy postrapedic beds, or DBZ. Just letting you know. I love disclaimers, don't you? (Sarcasm) Anyway, on with the story.

Rise Above
Chapter Two
Miayu

It was horrible. That was the only way to describe it. From the hold of Zarbon's ship Bulma watched helplessly as the world below was reduced to ashes. Just when she thought he was finished, another explosion would rip through the earth causing the whole planet to shake with the magnitude of the blast.

"I can't stand this anymore..." Bulma murmured. She was practically in shock. So much had happened. Zarbon had brought her here with the promise that he would be back for her later. 'I would rather him kill me than watch all life on earth be exterminated as though we are insects.' Although Bulma was feeling the loss of her planet deeply, she couldn't help but wonder what her life would now be like. 'If only I hadn't followed the others. Yamucha warned me to stay at Kami House. He didn't even know I had followed them.' At the mention of an approaching alien Bulma's curiosity had been piqued and she followed a distance behind the others to investigate.

'If only had would have known... Yamucha, Gokou, Gohan, Tien, Chouatzo, Piccolo, and Krillen. I still can't believe it.' Why had Zarbon come? Surely it wasn't for the dragonballs because he had killed Piccolo without a second thought. With that Bulma suddenly realized that there were no more dragonballs, and with that thought, all hope seemed lost.



Vejita cast a sideways glance out the bay window. His ship would be docking with Frieza's soon. At the mere thought of the feminine alien, Vejita's stomach cramped and his jaw tightened involuntarily. 'Why do I even tolerate living when I have to swallow my pride every five minutes or end up in the regeneration tank for a week.' Vejita thought bitterly. Ever since his planet had been destroyed, it seemed like his life was own a downward slope.

"Prince Vejita, we are now approaching Frieza's ship. Permission to board?" Nappa asked. "Yes, permission granted." Vejita sighed under his breath. Radditz, Nappa, and he were just now returning from Zolkar, and he was sure Frieza would already have some little 'mission' lined up for him. Planets Vejita now visited he was forced to destroy, and races he was forced to annihilate. His life pretty much centered around the regeneration tank these days. If Frieza found one discrepancy with Vejita's mission he would beat the young prince unmercifully.

Vejita was jarred from his thoughts as the ship lurched forward, entering Frieza's docking bay. The prince rose, followed by Nappa and Radditz, and made their way to the front of the ship. At the entrance of the docking bay Vejita instantly recognized Dodoria, one of Frieza's underlings. He was alone and Vejita thought this odd because he was almost always at the side of his companion, Zarbon. Under Frieza, the blue skinned alien was one of his least favorite people. A saiyan can only take so many 'monkey' jokes before it starts wearing seriously one one's nerves.

"Vejita! Report at once to Master Frieza!" the pink alien rasped out. 'Great, I just got back and I already have to report to the royal lizard.' Leaving Nappa and Radditz behind, Vejita followed Dodoria to Frieza wing of the ship.

Arriving at a large door, Dodoria stopped. "I'd be on my best manners if I were you monkey boy, Master Frieza is not in a very good mood today." "When is he ever?" Vejita muttered under his breath.

Slowly Vejita opened the door, revealing a large control room of sorts. The prince immediately saw Frieza looking out of the large window into the vast expanse of space. His back was to Vejita and he didn't turn around to address him.

"So... the little prince is back from Zolkar, did you get what I asked of you?" Vejita only stared at Frieza blankly. Squashing his pride, the saiyan mummered "I an afraid I don't know what you are speaking of, Master Frieza." The tyrant instantly spun around and looked Vejita dead in the eye. "Don't tell me you forgot, little one. The Zolkarians had an important resource on their planet, and know, thanks to you, it's gone!" Vejita struggled, trying to remember what Frieza was talking about. It was not like him to forget an order. "Perhaps you informed Raditz or Nappa, Lord Frieza. I know not what you are talking of..." Frieza cut him off. "Little ape! You dare mock me by saying my memory's faded?! Well, I guess I'll have to beat you until you can show me some manners!"

Vejita was dumbfounded. He was being punished for a mistake he couldn't even remember. Suddenly it occurred to the prince what was happening. Frieza was just toying with him. The tyrant wanted to get is point across: 'Don't undermine my authority.'

The saiyan didn't have long to continue this line of thought as he felt Frieza doggedly grip his tail that had been wrapped around his side. "This will teach you to never disobey me again, monkey!" Vejita tried to retaliate but was rendered useless as Frieza's grip on his tail made his senses become clouded with the familiar rush of pain. 'I won't give him the satisfaction.' Vejita steeled himself. Soon a swift punch to the face and a kick to the stomach rendered the saiyan unconscious.

In his unconscious state Vejita went to the place he always went in his mind. A place were he was the rightful king, feared and respected among his people, with the queen of Vejitasei at his side. But it was only a dream... Reality was much harsher.



He was coming back. Bulma saw the return vessel of Zarbon's approach the ship. 'What am I going to do!?' She would have tried to escape but her legs had been chained to the floor. 'If I only had my capsules with me.' Bulma hadn't had the foresight to bring them with her when investigating the alien, and would now sale her soul for the capsule containing her toolbox.

Bulma could hear the whoosh sound of the outer door opening, and knew it would only be a matter of time. With apprehension she faced the door just in time to see Zarbon enter with a look of satisfaction and something else...

"All that planet conquering has made me tired. I think it's time for bed. Care to join me?" Zarbon asked as if it was the most natural thing in the world. "How DARE you assume I would ever, ever have anything to do with you, you blue freak!" Bulma was furious, but her rage was nothing compared to Zarbon's. "Bitch! I'll make pay for that!" Suddenly the alien was in front of Bulma, bringing his hand across her face so violently it made her cough up blood. "Go ahead... Kill me." Bulma rasped through clenched teeth. " Oh, I have something much, much sweeter in mind..." Bulma could feel his breath on the nape of neck. Zarbon forced Bulma down, and in the realization of the horror of the situation, her world turned dark as she slid into unconsciousness.

A week went by. Zarbon's ship was returning the base ship as now the mission was done. The blue skinned fiend was rather proud of himself for a job well done. 'Not to mention the trophy I got in the mean time. The men at base are going to be so envious when they see her. 'Heh, I've trained her well. It gets so that she doesn't even scream or pass out during my nightly 'visits' anymore. True, she just sits there and looks off in the distance. But she'll come around soon enough.'

Meanwhile, back in her quarters, Bulma gazed longingly at the chain that held her foot to the floor. 'I. Hate. Him.' Every night for the last week he had come to 'visit' her, as he liked to call it. At first she would pass out or scream bloody murder. She once managed to bite his hand, hard. In return she received a broken rib and had to spend the day in something called a regeneration tank. From then on she would just lay back and take it. She didn't know what else to do. She secretly hoped at seeing the vacant expression on her face he would lose interest and either let her go or kill her. Death would be better than what she was experiencing. Suddenly a voice on a loudspeaker could be heard.

"Preparing to dock. Destination, Master Frieza's ship."

Hello again! Thank you so much for the great reviews! I recognized catgirl 26, Senility Jade, BULMA 16, and ronin instantly. Thank you, thank you, thank you, and for good measure, thank you. I think the story is a wee bit angsty now, but never fear, it should end as happy as a butterfly on a spring day. (Don't ask me where that came from. I woke up at 4:00 a.m. this morning) Okaaaaay... Anywho, please review and the next chapter will be out soon. Ja ne, Miayu.