Disclaimer's Note: Don't own it… Anyway in this story, when Nappa and Raditz came with some more of Frieza's guys, Goku hadn't been trained by King Kai, and they were beaten easily. Planet Vegeta is still hanging in the sky, though the Saiyans do work for Frieza.
Bulma woke feeling sick. She was sore and still exhausted. Her mind struggled to remember what had happened, and where she was. She opened her eyes, and saw ChiChi lying next to her. Bulma saw that ChiChi was still unconcious, and struggled to sit up to try and wake her. She groaned, it hurt to move.
As though hearing her, ChiChi's eyes fluttered open.
"B-Bulma? Where are we?"
"I-I don't know ChiChi."
Bulma started to examine her surrondings, they were obviously in a cell of some sort. Aligning the walls to the left and right of her were long benches, and on the wall across from her was a window. On the wall facing her was a door.
Suddenly a pair of rough arms grabbed them by their upper arms and they were being dragged out of their cell.
Bulma and ChiChi shrieked out loud.
"Shut up!" a harsh voice said smacking them across the face.
Bulma looked up, and suddenly all the memories came flooding back. The fight. They had lost. Where were Goku? And Krillin, Yamcha, Gohan? She knew that Tien, Chazou, and Piccolo had been killed. But what about the other four?
Raditz dragged them into a room, then shut the door, and guarded it. ChiChi whimpered slightly, but nothing else in the room moved.
Suddenly the door at the opposite side of the room opened, and Nappa walked in with Yamcha, Krillin, Gohan, and Goku. They all looked severly beaten, indeed Goku was leaning on Krillin and Yamcha, while Krillin also held Gohan.
"Goku! Gohan!" ChiChi gasped, as she tried to make her way towards them, Raditz took one look at her and then flung her backwards.
Bulma was grateful to see all of them alive, even Yamcha who she had broken up with yesterday.
Suddenly the third door at the front of the room opened, and Nappa and Raditz quickly knelt. ChiChi and Bulma stared at them, not sure what was going on.
Two men strode across the room towards. Bulma was astounded by the one's appearance. He looked exactly like Goku, except for scars that covered his face. She realized with a pang of fear that this meant that he was probably related to Goku in some way.
However Raditz's and Nappa's eyes were focused on the man who was walking in front of the Goku-look-alike. He was well built, with dark hair that spiked above his head. His face had a small goatee.
Bulma and ChiChi moved closer together, terrified.
When the man with the wild hair stopped in front of them, both Raditz and Nappa muttered,"King Vegeta." and then stood.
Bulma felt her fear growing as she saw the coldness in his eyes too. 'Damn it! Don't any of these Saiyans have a soul?' she found herself thinking.
She felt ChiChi shaking against her uncontrobally. 'Please let this be a bad dream, when I wake up it will al be over. Goku's not really an alien. These people didn't come and destroy our lives.' Bulma pleaded with herself, while knowing that the truth was right in front of her.
The King stepped closer to where Goku, Yamcha, Krillin, and Gohan stood.
"These are the fighters that gave you so much trouble?" he asked, sounding fairly amused.
"Yes, sir."Nappa answered.
The King nodded, and glanced over at ChiChi and Bulma.
"Who are they?"
"They were at the battle ground. The darkhaired one is Kakarott's mate, and the little one's mother."
King Vegeta looked thoughtful for a moment, and then turned to Bardock.
"Do you have any requests for your son?"
"Of course not." Bardock said gruffly.
"Do you have any wishes at all concerning this matter then?" King Vegeta asked.
Bardock's eyes examined the room, switching from Gohan to ChiChi. Bulma felt ChiChi begin to tremble even harder.
"Yes... I'll take his mate as my slave."
King Vegeta smirked a flash of horrible evil overtaking his normally just evil eyes.
ChiChi whimpered slightly, and Bulma squeezed her hand to reassure her. 'Reassure of what?' Bulma thought vaguely. 'We'll be lucky to alive at the end of today. But I'll be grateful to be dead, then to have to live and work for these animals.'
"What about the blue-haired one sire?" Raditz asked.
King Vegeta looked at Bulma, as though studying her. He then smirked again.
"Give her to the Prince."
"But sire-"
"Are you questioning me? Give her to the Prince!" King Vegeta commanded.
"What about the others?" Nappa asked.
"I don't care. Throw them in a cell, make them fight in the arena, execute them, I could care less."
Nappa nodded, realizing that their fate was in his hands.
"Minsa! Come here and take care of these girls!" King Vegeta commanded before walking out with Bardock following him.
As if suddenly appearing in the room, a girl walked out of the shadows in the corner. She spiky green hair that was held back in a pony tail, and her eyes were a dark purple. Instead of the armor, like the rest of the Saiyans were wearing, she was wearing a full body suit, it was black with swirls of gold going down the side, and the arms.
She muttered to herself and walked across the room.
"Move it Raditz!" she said in a commanding voice.
"Bitch. Who do you think you are?" Raditz muttered.
Minsa raised a hand and suddenly Raditz was flying across the room.
"I may not be Saiyan, but I'm still more powerful then you." she sneered.
"She's got you there kid." Nappa said, watching Raditz get up, swearing and spitting out blood.
"What are you going to do with them?" Minsa asked jerking her thumb to the side, pointing at Yamcha, Krillin, Goku, and Gohan.
"Don't know. Maybe put them in the arena. Get some good money that way."
Minsa snorted.
"The King will just take it."
Nappa frowned.
"Don't you have something to go do Minsa?"
Minsa shrugged.
"I'm already late for Prince Vegeta, nothing can make him much madder then that."
Nappa shrugged, and Minsa took ChiChi and Bulma by the hand and led them out of the room.
ChiChi stared numbly ahead, and Bulma wanted to smack her. 'Fight it dammit!' she wanted to scream.
But they were both powerless. Goku, Gohan, Krillin, and Yamcha had failed. How could two powerless girls defeat these people hundreds of times stronger then them?
Suddenly they stopped moving, as Minsa was set flying backwards. A brooding face came out of the shadows, and at first Bulma thought the King was back, but this face was cleanshaven, and younger. And it also looked like it had a much more severe hatred for the world around it.
"Minsa..." a deep voice hissed.
Raditz and Nappa were back on their knees.
"Where have you been?"
Minsa stood.
"Oh Prince Vegeta, I was asked to do a task by your father. I am unable to spar for now. However I do have something to show you."
Prince Vegeta crossed his arms, looking severly displeased.
"Hurry up woman."
Minsa went over to Prince Vegeta, and pulled Bulma in front of her.
"According to your father's orders, this girl is your new slave."
Prince Vegeta's mouth fell open, and he looked stunned for a second.
"Why the hell would he give me a slave?"
Minsa shrugged.
"Kami knows you don't need a slave as long you have me, but.... it's the King's command."
The Prince shrugged, still unsure. His father knew that he didn't like keeping slaves or concubines. In fact Minsa had been given to him as a slave, but she had been upgraded so much she was now only his sparring parter, and a Royal Guard.
"When you're done, come spar." he said and left.
Minsa let Bulma go, and frowned.
"Hmm.... Well come on."
She walked out of the room, with Bulma, who was now terrified, and ChiChi.