Previously-
Prologue: Someone used the Dragon Balls to make a wish. Bulma is the captain of a ship and is going to visit Telarpia for some reason. You also know that she is trying to beat the Saiyans to the planet. For what reasons? Read on.

Hate
By Zukone
Chapter 1: Struggle for Telarpia


Bulma sat before the Telarpian World Council as some high up filibustered with rhetoric. She glanced at her watch as time passed on, ever aware at how it was slipping. The crucial points hadn't even begun to be discussed.

"You see," the Grand Councilor Fflup Erushian said interrupting the other council member, "What you are asking for is impossible. With all due respect, a treaty with your leader would leave us as virtual slaves."

Bulma breathed in once and stood up sharply. "With all due respect, Grand Councilor, without it you shall die."

There was an immediate uproar in the chamber. The Grand Councilor reeled back as he thought of the effect this statement would have on the populous. The meeting, which was being telecast planet wide, was sure to cause a panic. He motioned for an attendant to come to him while he gave him instructions.

"Is that a threat?" another council member spoke up.

"Truth- not threat." Bulma said plainly.

"Truth she says." One huffed.

"Yes, yes. The Saiyans will invade and its either this or die. We've heard that part already. Tell us something we can believe."

"Enough of this. I will not have you causing a panic over something we know nothing of." Councilor Fflup stated.

Bulma spanned her gazed across the room. "You are all fools wasting time like this. We should be working on the terms not scrutinizing facts that are real. The Saiyans are a mere two hours away." She pressed.

oOo

Vegita barked orders. "Are you sure we can't get there any faster? I'm sure the weaklings detected us a few hours ago."

"That planet has antiquated technology. They won't be able to detect us for a good 30 minutes. And we can't get there much faster, Prince Vegita." Raditz said.

"I am not referring to those weaklings." The flame haired male snarled.

"Why would it matter if some other weaklings spotted us?" Kakarott smirked, "I kind of hope they do."

Vegita growled.

"Oh" Kakarott said knowingly, "You mean Captain Bulma Briefs. It would be too short notice. Negotiations take too long. We'll toast it before she could even get them to agree to any terms." He said half bored.

Raditz stopped what he was doing and looked at his brother with disbelief. He had referred to her by name. Not just by name, but by name and title -And in front of Prince Vegita no less.

Vegita punched a hole through the wall. "Kakarott, I don't want to hear her name, much less her title. That weak, stupid, pathetic excuse for a woman doesn't deserve any respect."

Kakarott shrugged his shoulder. "I never understood why you hate her so much. She's just a human, and they are very weak. I broke one just the other day by accident." He looked sheepish.

"Why I hate her is my business. Hopefully, she will still be on the planet when we purge. I'd love to see the look on her face when she sees me destroying the inhabitants on the planets one by one." Vegita's eyes narrowed and an arrogant smirk formed on his face.

oOo

"But, what are Saiyans anyway? Our archives show no record of them."

"I thought everyone knew." Bulma half-chuckled. "This explains why you are so hesitant. If you had heard or known about them, the negotiations would have been much quicker." Bulma said. "Saiyans are a ruthless species. They come. They take. They destroy what they don't need- for fun even."

"How are we to know that these so called Saiyans are real? Our astronomers are scanning the skies as we speak."

"Oh they are real. They destroyed my home planet, Earth." Bulma's brows turned down in sharp angles. "Actually, it wasn't an army of Saiyans-it was just one stupid rampaging monkey." Bulma caught herself almost loosing focus when she thought about him.

Bulma looked at the grand councilor , "What kind of technology are you using?"

"What do you mean technology? We won't share any of our secrets if that is what you're asking." Councilor Erushian stated.

"I just wanted to know how outdated it was. When you finally detect the Saiyans, it might be too late to start negotiations. I won't be here when that happens. I'll be off this planet after about an hour regardless of your decision."

"Your bullying tactics aren't going to work you know."

Bulma flopped back into her chair. "Take my negotiations tactics for what they are. Time did not permit me to be more gracious with such delicate matters. But this is not a planet with a democracy or many governments. The decision is solely yours. You have the power to save your own planet even in such short notice. This is the only reason I rushed to come even knowing that the Saiyans were upon you."

"There is no sure thing in what you say." Fflup stated his reserve.

"Here, here," the cheers began to fill the place.

"I do understand fighting for freedom," Bulma started, "Earth was the same. For us alone, it wasn't enough and we truly did die for what we believed. The worst part was that, though some of us preferred death rather than have our freedom stripped from us, we were not all awarded that luxury."

The council blustered with retorts.

The Grand Councilor looked at Bulma in awe. If her story was true. He shook his head from that thought. It had to be a trap. She was so emotionally unattached.

However, that nagging doubt permeated his mind. Although this strange woman wasn't gushing over with emotional turmoil, there seemed to be some authenticity behind her story. If it were true, how many times had she said this story for all the emotional attachment to be reduced to just another negotiation tactic?

Scanning the room, Bulma could see that everyone was worked up in tizzy. "Just be sure you are truly are willing to die. You have decided, have you not?" she asked.

"I cannot concede to these demands." Fflup said.

"I have no further need to be here then. Gentlemen, thank you for your time." With that Captain Bulma Briefs exited the room.

Everyone rushed to share an opinion and again there was annother uproar.

"Quiet!" Fflup Erushian demanded.

A hush came over the crowd. "We need to test if it's true." He continued. "Get the astronomers on the line. I need to know if they found anything. Have the researchers scan for information on planet Earth"

"You can't seriously want to believe this. We ought to throw her in prison for trying to take over our planet."

"Also, we have limited information. If we are as outdated as she says, then it won't make a difference when we get the information. She'll be gone."

"No, it won't be too late. I have a plan." The Grand Councilor said.

oOo

She spoke into her scouting device. "This is Captain Bulma Briefs. I'll be returning to the ship-" Bulma stopped abruptly as some soldiers stood in front of her.

"Is there something wrong, captain?" she heard through the device.

"Just a slight delay. I'll be there shortly." She said.

"We'll be waiting."

"Bulma Briefs, you are hereby detained for a time period of one day by order of the Grand Councilor, Fflub Erushian, agreed to by all 15 other members of the council." One of the soldiers spoke. "Don't worry. You will not be killed or harmed in anyway."

She looked at the two guards and was suddenly invaded by the very thing that had attracted her to this planet. It was just like her home planet. She smiled a little at the thought. The people, although they were a pale blue and had ripples throughout the surface of their bodies, reminded her so much of her own. It was the reason she had wanted to save them so badly.

"The Saiyans are closer than we expected, just an hour away. Get out of there, Bulma!" the communicator buzzed.

Her face-hardened when remembered her current situation.

"I told you I wasn't staying." She said.

"You have no choice in the matter, captain. You won't be harmed. We are honor bound."

Bulma pulled out a weapon and pointed at them. "I won't die with you."

"We do not want to use force Bulma Briefs."

"Get out of the way." she commanded.

The soldiers instead leapt at her. She shot first to the one closest to her. The second just watched as his companion went flying to the wall as a long illuminated spaghetti-like substance stuck him to the wall. Bulma shot again and the soldier tried to dodge, but failed and he soon found himself in the same predicament as his companion.

Bulma ran towards her ship, weapon in hand ready to shoot at anything that would stand in her way. She heard the soldiers shouting out for help, she figured. Though she couldn't fully understand their language.

The Grand Councilor saw the soldiers in the hall and they talked in their native tongue. His eyes widened hearing what the soldiers had to say. He grabbed their communicators and called out for more help.
Soon he too, ran towards their visitor, Bulma's ship.

Fflup thought about his choice of action and was glad he had followed through with it. In the council room he gave the order and wasn't as certain as he was now that it was the right course. He only hoped that his decision wouldn't get them on her bad side.

oOo

Vegita smiled to himself. He knew that with a little convincing they could move the ship faster, especially so when he decided to loose the dead weight. A couple of the serving wenches, or lack of several serving wenches, did the trick nicely.

Bulma's ship was in orbit still. This meant that she was probably still on the planet. If he knew that stupid woman, she already had calculated his speeds when she first detected his ship. That would be just fine if he had the certainty she didn't get updated information. He hadn't heard of a treaty so far so acquiring the new planet and purging or enslaving the inhabitants thereof was still feasible.

He went to the deployment chamber where the others were readying for battle. There was less than an hour to go and the excitement of the soon to come bloodshed filled the room.

Vegita started the room with a loud roar. It was all the edging on that the rest needed. Soon the room was filled with the raucous cries of the remaining soldiers.

oOo

Bulma stopped as she saw more soldiers gathering around. She swatted them out of her way and tried to press on just as fast. As much as she fought to keep speed, they were still slowing her down. She reached into one of the many pockets in her vest and pulled a small metallic marble. She couldn't save anyone who didn't want saving. If they chose death, she wouldn't be there to experience it with them, nor witness it. She heard footsteps closing in and she turned to face that person.

"I finally caught up," Fflup said. He was a little set back by the strong look that she gave him. He noticed also that she was clutching something. He stepped back when Bulma raised her fist in the air.

oOo

Five minutes remained. The hatch started moving and the warriors' tails whipped about waiting for it to fully open and for their prince to finally give them the order.

A messenger ran in.

"Prince Vegita. There is an order for a cease and desist. Telarpia is under a treaty."

Vegita growled. "That stupid woman. Kakarott, Nappa follow me. The rest of you stay here." Vegita lifted off the ground and shot out of the bay followed by two of his best warriors.

"Prince Vegita," he heard over his scouter.

"What do you want?" he said flying towards the lush planet, particularly towards the building that towered on the horizon.

"Any attack will be considered an attack against Freiza himself."

"Stop telling me what I already know, idiot." He cut through the air faster and his men did their best to follow.

oOo

"Are you second guessing my decision? Be glad I was able to convince her and save your lives!" Fflub exclaimed.

"Why did you do it? We didn't have any evidence." the Telarpian demanded.

"Captain Bulma Briefs chose to flee when we said we would detain her. Why do you think?" Fflup argued.

"What's your point?"

"She knew our culture. She proved as much in our meeting. Our council does not go back on its word. We ensure that we follow through so that any trades or dealings we have can be trusted."

"That is the legacy of our council. What does this have to do with her?"

"Simple really. She wouldn't be in such a panic knowing she would be released shortly if she truly didn't believe that the Saiyans were coming."

"It's a speculation. No hard evidence. You are much too inexperienced for your position."

"Well I did manage to squeeze certain contingencies." He said through his teeth. "The contract we signed did have a precondition upon further research as determined by our scientists."

"Meaning, if we find fault with her initial claims we can back out of the deal?"

The councilor nodded.

"Forgive me Grand Councilor. I guess we did pick you as our override for a reason."

Just as he said that some more Telarpians entered the room. Fellupa, the head researcher, spoke. "Sir. A second ship has approached and there are three blips moving fast in our direction."

"Missiles?" He asked

"Not certain yet."

Already upon the building, Vegita threw a blast at the window breaking it. He flew into the structure followed by his two minions. The short man walked about the room slowly, glad at the reserved fear he saw in the council members' eyes.

"So this is the Telarpian council I've heard so little about?"

"Saiyans?"

"You've heard of us? He looked at the one council member who had spoken. "Of course... the blue haired witch."

Kakarott examined a blue Telarpian soldier curiously cocking his head to the side. They were all blue and all had blue hair. But there was another question boiling in his mind.

"How weak are you?" he asked. He cocked it to the other side and a smile formed on his face. His tail whipped about excited.

"We have a treaty, you know."

"No no. We'll honor the treaty." Kakarott said, his eyes transfixed on the blue beings. "All he wants to know is where Captain Bulma Briefs is. The negotiator."

"She… she left already."

"She really is a genius isn't she? I thought it would be impossible," Kakarott commented. "How weak are you?" he asked the Telarpian again. The soldier just stood there, afraid to respond.

"She's not a genius," Vegita yelled into his ear, "She's an emotional imbecilic earthling just like when I first met the wench. " Vegita yelled.

"We'll just have to get to the next planet before she does." Raditz answered.

"No. We'll target other planets like we used to."

Kakarott smirked tearing his gaze away from all the weak people, his tail thumping hard against the table at the thought.

"I have something else in mind." A cruel smile formed on Vegita's face. "She'll buckle if we have the right leverage."


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