BROKEN
Chapter two: Broken Girl
Bulma laid naked and bloody in a bed lying next to the overgrown lizard that had captured her. She tried her best to fight last night but soon found it impossible to break his hold on her. He had left deep claw marks on her pail once smooth back. She tried to get up but found her muscles protested. A big white hand grabbed her by the wrist and pined her down on the bed. "well what a might hu? My precious flower." Freeza caressed her cheek as a lone tear streamed down it. Freeza's smirk grew wider as he slapped bulma across the face causing her to fall off the bed and grip her pulsing cheek. "get dressed you are to be presented to prince vegeta in a matter of hours." the same man that had brought her in to the room with a black dress and threw it to bulma.
Soon after she was dressed the man brought her back to her prison room. The girl curled up into a corner as tears stained her once carefree face. She missed her parents and her home. She was now alone in this cruel life with a murderous monster that rapped her repeatedly and ruthlessly last night. She had heard him say she was going to be given to vegeta. But would he want her if she was no longer untouched? It didn't really matter right now. All she wanted to do was lay there and die. " I would have rather him kill me then make me go thru this. I have nothing to live for now." bulma hugged her legs as the last of her tears fell. She had a broken spirit. She had no more tears left to shed. Her bright beautiful blue eyes darkened and lost their shine. Her pail face turned ghostly white as her gaze hit the floor. A man opened the door to her cage like room as he led her to the door to the ship.
Vegeta and his father stood at the docking post. Vegeta looked pail and his eyes were hazy. He was angry…angry at the universe for taking away his bulma. He looked to the ground ,not wanting to make eye contact with anyone, and his fists tightened by his sides. He would not cry…no not in front of his people. But his grief grew at the thought of never seeing that lively, beautiful girl again…the one that made him smile. The huge door to the ship opened and there stood freeza with his cold, heartless smile. "hello your highness. Oh and happy birthday my prince. I have brought you a gift. After all you are a man now." freeza motioned for his men to bring out bulma. Vegeta's eyes lit up when bulma walked out of the ship. "could it be that she survived?" the prince thought to himself. Bulma stood before vegeta and knelt before him. "my king my prince….I…I am bulma.and I am of service to you." bulma said in an emotionless voice. Both vegeta and his father gave her a puzzled look. "what is this freeza? Some kind of a joke? My son was to be married to this girl soon. How is she a gift?" freeza's eyes widened. What had he done? What if they find out? He must keep the girl quiet. HAH what was he worried about. What is a stupid monkey gonna do? Vegeta bent down and lifted bulma's chin to look at him. "what are you kneeling for my love? You are soon to be knelt to. You will be of no one services…… I thought I lost you" he brought bulma into his masculine arms in a tight embrace as he kissed her cheek. He wrapped his arm with his and led her to his kingdom. He noticed that the spark he loved about her was gone….her eyes were dulled and her face was a pail as snow… he intended to find out what had happened to her. and fix it. He will not let his bulma down. He would help her or die trying.
End of chapter two.