Sands Of Time
Chappie 21
Don't Mess With Bulma
By
Bulma
T: I'M GONNA KILL YOU BOTH!
R: That's if you catch us!
DC: Yep!
T: YOU BOTH ARE GONNA DIE!
DC: You think we should run?
R: Mmmmm…..yeah I think we should -run while T chases them.-
Next Day!-
She felt cold. She felt unsafe. Something was greatly amiss. Bulma slowly opened her eyes. It was dim, save for the only light bulb above her. Everything else was shrouded in darkness. Where was she? Bulma felt a shiver crawl up her spine. She knew she wasn't alone when she felt movement. "Bulma, you awake?" called out Trunks' voice. Bulma let out a sigh of great relief as she knew it was Trunks.
"No, I'm still sleeping." Bulma replied back. "Woman, this is no joking matter." came Vegeta's voice harshly. They moved to the light. Bulma took note that Venux and Karara had, as well, regained consciousness. "How long was I out?" Bulma asked the small group huddle together in a circle. Karara took a seat on Venux's lap as Vegeta sat across from her and trunks sat on the right of Venux and the left of Vegeta.
"A lil' over a day." Trunks replied. "Where are we?" "We are at Cooler's ship in the middle of Kami knows whre and it is all thanks to you." Vegeta sneered. Bulma looked at him shocked. "My fault?" "Woman, if it hadn't been for you, we would have never found Cooler and be captured. We had to get the Dragonballs to revive your stupid planet and you had to go and get yourself caught! Nice going Woman!" Vegeta fumed.
"Excuse you Vegeta, but I'm about 1,000 feet off the ground and getting the Dragonball. You were the one to distract him! So blame yourself or your own mistake!" Bulma replied coolly. She was really fed up with his shit lately. Vegeta looked as if he was going to kill her. "Enough you two! It doesn't matter what has happened or who's fault it is! We don't have time to argue! We need to use our energy on an escape plan, not to bicker and point the blame!" Trunks intercepted the two as he put an end to the beginning of a fight.
Cooler!-
"Look at them. Do they truly believe they can escape me?" he mused to himself humorously. Cooler had been watching his new collection of 'slaves' for the past couple of days now. He was quiet amused to watch each one wake up and feel confused and lost. And as of now, the last of them had awoken. And of late, Cooler had been pondering on an appropriate punishment for the 2 traitors. His mind was busy and full of ideas on how to go about this. But he noticed the way the Prince was looking at the blue haired scientist and an evil idea popped into his sick, twisted lil' mind.
"You there, I wish to have a private audience in the throne with Miss. Briefs and Prince Vegeta." Cooler demanded in a calm demeanor to one of the guards. "Yes sire. Do you wish for me to retrieve them now?" Cooler smirked. "Now." "Very well sire. They shall meet you there in a few min." the guard informed as he and a few of his section headed down to the ship to the dungeons. Cooler chuckled to himself. This would indeed be very interesting to say the least.
Dungeons!-
Bulma/Trunks/Venux/Karara/Vegeta!-
To no avail did any plan all came up with would work on them getting them out of this mess. And to make matters worse, Vegeta kept picking a fight with Bulma and Bulma would retaliate with no remorse as trunks would have to step in and break up the 2. Yep, things were peachy fuckin keen down in the dungeons.
Trunks, once again, had to prevent Vegeta from starting another fight when they heard the door that lead down to the dungeons open and pairs of footsteps head for them. A group of 6 or so guards stepped in front of the cell door. Everyone stood and stared at the intruders. "What do you want?" Trunks asked protectively as he took at step forward in front of his family. "Master Cooler has requested the private audience with Miss. Briefs and Prince Vegeta. Now step forward so we make escort you to Cooler.
Trunks eyed his parents. "Dad, you will protect Mom. If I find out that she got hurt and you didn't do a damn thing to save or help her, Cooler will be the least of your worries." Trunks threatened. Bulma paled and looked terrified. She didn't know what to do. Vegeta did seem like the kind of person to let her get hurt, but Vegeta nodded his head. "You have my word, Brat." then he grabbed Bulma's arm and they headed out of the cell and were well on their way to see Cooler.
Cooler!-
Bulma and Vegeta were thrown on their knees at Cooler's feet. "Thank you. You all are dismissed." Cooler smiled sickly. Bulma cringed back in fear on her knees. The guards bowed in respect and left to guard the doors. Cooler's eyes never left them. "So, look what the rat's dragged in. A Prince of an extinct rats of monkeys and a blue haired slut. My, my, small universe wouldn't you say?" Cooler said coldly.
His eyes were hard and full of pure hatred. " I do not like to be made a fool of. You should've had known what would happen to you and everything you hold dear. Cooler bent down to Bulma and grabbed her face and he forced her to look at him. "Well my dear, was your child worth? Was he worth all your pain?"
"Cooler, that's enough!" Vegeta barked as he did not like the fact Cooler was touching what was his. Wait! Did he call the Woman 'his'? Cooler sneered at Vegeta. "No Vegeta, that is not enough! You both must pay dearly for your crimes!" Vegeta stood and was about to lunge at Cooler, but Cooler probed to slyly as he pulled out a remote and pressed the red button.
Bulma and Vegeta felt electrical shocks course through their bodies and they screamed in agony. Cooler took his finger off the button and the electrical shocks ceased. Vegeta was brought to his knees and Bulma laid on the floor curled int a ball, weeping in pain. "Ki dampers mixed with shock collars will do that to you." Cooler smiled evilly. Bulma hadn't notice this earlier when she had awoken but she had a collar on and she had wondered why she felt a bit weird.
"Damn you to hell Cooler!" Vegeta hissed through clenched. "My, my aren't you full of spunk." Cooler teased. Cooler smiled sadistically. He was most defiantly gonna have fun with these two. "Watch Prince Vegeta and maybe I can show you how…" Cooler stopped in mid-sentence. Something doesn't seem right. He just sensed another Ki enter the room. But it wasn't there before. Cooler looked wildly around the room for the source and then his eyes rested upon Bulma's belly. An evil smile crept upon his demonic face.
This was all too easy. Cooler moved over to Bulma and roughly grabbed her by the throat and held her in the air. Cooler smiled sinisterly. "Well, I think I will take great pleasure in doing this." he hissed as Bulma struggled in his grasp. Vegeta was all ready running toward Cooler to push him away from his mate, but he was too late.
Cooler formed a ki and aimed it at her belly and on impact, it would have put a hole right through her stomach. But that never happened. Bulma felt a weird sensation course through her body, like she felt it sucking her energy dry and stomach began to glow a blue aurora and then it deflected the blast as it aimed for Cooler. Cooler dropped Bulma and barely missed the blast. Bulma fell to the ground unconscious. She felt worn out and all she could remember was looking into Vegeta's eyes and all was dark.
B: Boy, that won't sit well with Trunks. I hope he hasn't read this yet.
T: MOM BRIEFS! YOU ARE IN SOOOO MUCH FUCKING TROUBLE!
B: Eeep! Uh…gotta go!-hides!-
DC: I think Trunks is in more trouble than I have ever seen him.
R: Yeah
DC: Ain't it great?
R: You know it
DC: Don't own DB/Z/GT…yet…
C'ya
Bulma
PS MOMENT OF ZEN!
If only if only the mocking bird cries
Matt Says: Why not a boloney arm or salami arm instead of pickle arm. That would make a lot more sense.