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On with the story!
"Vegeta?"
Vegeta had been staring at the cafeteria wall for the past 3 minutes. It was almost as if he was in a trance or something.
"Vegeta?" Kakkarot said getting worried. He couldn't remember the last time he had seen Vegeta this lost in his thoughts. He was normally alert. 'Something must be wrong', Kakkarot thought as he reached across the table to shake Vegeta. His hand had gotten halfway across the table only inches away from Vegeta's shoulder when he heard him growl.
"Don't touch me."
Kakkarot pulled his hand back and scratched his head
"Um, are you okay? You looked kind of lost there…" He trailed off.
"I'm fine" Vegeta said standing up. He looked down at his plate of food suddenly losing his appetite. As he was walking out of the cafeteria Kakkarot called, "Call me when its time to train again!" and he went back to his food.
Meanwhile Vegeta had begun wandering the hallways. He didn't know where he was going all he knew was that he had to leave the cafeteria. Something was wrong, deathly wrong. He had felt it. Or rather could feel it. It was like a gnawing pain in his stomach. It had totally killed his appetite. But Vegeta wasn't worried about that, no. He was worried about Bulma…
"Ouch" Bulma groaned as she opened her eyes. She looked around at her surroundings trying to figure out where she was. It was pitch black but she could make out the jagged outlines of rocks. 'Ok, so I'm in a cave… Wait, why am I in a cave? What the fuck is going on?' she thought trying to remember what had happened. As the memories flooded back to her she fought back tears. Her whole team… All of them… Gone… Just thinking about it made her eyes water. 'I will avenge you all, I swear on the royal throne of Vegetasei that I will' Bulma thought angrily. She moved to get up but found herself chained hand and foot to the ground. 'Shit!' she thought as she began to struggle with the chains.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you Saiyan" A voice cut through the darkness.
Bulma pulled back into a defensive crouch the best way she could in her chains.
"Who the fuck are you and why the hell am I chained like this?" Bulma snarled in the direction the voice came. She squinted into the darkness trying to see whose voice it was.
Suddenly a torch on the wall lit up casting shadows against the jagged cave walls.
A tall figure stepped out of the shadows. It was a Weiki.
"Don't you bastards ever die?" Bulma said trying to figure out how she would work her way out of this situation.
The large Weiki laughed and spoke in a growling voice.
"They do. But I however am not like the rest" When the Weiki finished these words, it began to advance on Bulma. Bulma would have snarled if she were not to busy staring at the transformation going on right before her eyes.
The Weiki had begun to shape shift right in front of Bulma's eyes. First its fur began to disappear and its tail got longer. Then its jaw began to shrink and form a face close to that of a Saiyan except for the scar that ran along the side of his face. Its body shrunk from its enormous size, to something a bit smaller. The body was that of a male covered with rippling muscles. The eyes of the Weiki remained the same while the hair on the Weiki's head was black with 3 white streaks going through it. When the Weiki had finished its transformation it continued its walk over to Bulma. It reached out its hand to touch Bulma's face but Bulma had come back to her senses and snapped at the Weiki-man.
The Weiki-man laughed. "Feisty are we? I like them feisty."
Bulma snarled but calmed herself enough to ask her question over.
"Who the fuck are you and why the hell am I here?"
The Weiki-man who had finished his laughing turned his attention back to Bulma.
"I almost forgot to introduce myself. How rude of me." Bulma sneered at this comment but kept quiet to hear his answer.
"I," The Weiki-man said touching his chest, "Am King Yamcha of Weikisei"
Uh-oh It's Yamcha! Dun Dun Dun DUN! So that's the end of this chapter hope you enjoyed it
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SIKE! I'm not that mean! Ha Ha Ha!
"And," Yamcha continued, " I would have been king of a ruthless strong race if it wasn't for you damn Saiyans!" Yamcha said almost spitting the word Saiyan as if it left a bad taste in his mouth. He looked visibly upset but took a few breaths to calm himself down.
"You still didn't tell me why I'm here Yamchoo" Bulma growled
"That's Yamcha, number one. Number two you're my Prisoner of War" Yamcha said with a smile
"Are you serious!" Bulma screamed at Yamcha! "You cannot keep me here!"
"Oh but I can and I will" Yamcha said, his smile widening with each word.
'He has got to be kidding me if he thinks that these flimsy chains will hold me down.'
"And do you really think that these flimsy chains will hold me down you imbecile! You're stupider then I thought you were Yamchoo!"
Yamcha looked at Bulma for a minute 'Is she even worth keeping?', Yamcha thought, ' This dumb bitch can't even get my name right. No, I'll keep her and make her suffer for killing my people. No matter what it takes"
"And do you really think that I would be stupid enough to put you in chains that would break so easily? I know it's not a natural thing for Saiyans, but think. Use you're brain for once!"
"I am thinking you ugly polar bear looking sea monster!"
"Ah, but if you were thinking you would have known the answer to you're question. But since you're a dumb Saiyan and you need everything explained to you I'm going to do it just this once." Yamcha walked over to Bulma and grabbed her face in his hand. He then began to talk to her like she was a little child.
"I-put-you" He said pointing from himself to the chains and then her, "in-zarconian- metal-. Zarconian-metal-Strong" Yamcha said flexing his arms muscles to emphasize the word strong.
All the while Bulma was thinking of ways to kill him when she broke free. 'I think I'll cut off his tail and shove half of it down his throat and hang him with the other half, and then I'll-
Bulma's thoughts were cut off abruptly by the sound of a groan coming from the shadows. Yamcha noticing that she turned her attention away from him and to the shadows chuckled and let go of Bulma's face.
"I see you've discovered my other POW's" he said with a grin. Yamcha clapped his hands twice and all of the torches in the cave burst into flame. 'Ya' Gotta love technology' Yamcha thought before getting back to his original train of thought.
"Here," Yamcha said clearing his throat, "We have 1 other Saiyan female from a previous purging team that failed horribly might I add and since she couldn't tell me her name I named her Bitch #1. And you my dear" Yamcha said leering at Bulma, "Can be Bitch #2"
But Bulma wasn't thinking about Yamcha's words. As soon as her eyes landed on the face of the Saiyan woman she recognized her immediately. It was Chi-Chi. Chi-Chi was Kakkarot's mate. She had been missing for a few months since her purging team was sent to purge Weikisei, but everyone figured she was dead. It had torn Kakkarot apart losing his mate like that. But here she was, alive and we-. Ok so maybe she wasn't well. But she was alive and that was good enough for Bulma. Now she definitely had to find a way out of this hellhole. She had to bring Chi-Chi back to Kakkarot. 'But first' She thought turning her head from Chi-Chi to Yamcha, 'I have to deal with him'.
"-And so now that I've got you…" Yamcha said continuing to ramble on about what he was going to do with Bulma.
"Sheesh!" Bulma said cutting him off mid-word. "Don't you ever just shut the fuck up!" Bulma yelled.
Yamcha's face turned from one of shock to rage. He stormed over to Bulma grabbing her by her neck and squeezing as hard as he could. "Why don't I shut the fuck up? You should be begging me for you're life you dumb bitch! Don't you get it!" Yamcha said throwing Bulma onto the floor. "I own you. I can do whatever I please with you. Whenever and however I please and you can't do anything about it!" Yamcha said menacingly as he advanced on Bulma.
"I'll never beg" Bulma coughed out holding her neck.
"You'll never what?" Yamcha said. His eye had begun to twitch uncontrollably now.
"I said I'll never beg!" Bulma said pushing herself up off the floor from where Yamcha had thrown her. "Especially not to the likes of you" Bulma said spitting at Yamcha.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Yamcha roared in rage and jumped onto Bulma pummeling her face neck and torso. The last thing Bulma saw was Yamcha's face contorted in rage as she blacked out.
Ok, so this is the end for real now. I hope you liked it. Yes? No? Maybe so? Lemme know. RR Pleez
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