First off I want to thank you for the reviews and follows! In response to those of you not very happy with the way Bulla is right now, I'm going to answer in the best way I can. In no way is it to be taken angry or defensive, I'm saying this in a very light tone.
So my Intentions for this story is to make it as realistic as possible and I'm basing her character off what I've seen and mixing in a bit of my own imagination. Yes she may not be a fighter or strong physically but it wouldn't be much of a plot or as interesting if she started out that way. What young girl would willingly choose to spend their free time physically exerting themselves unless they wanted to? All girls are different and from what I've seen Bulla as of now doesn't have any interest in fighting. It's not to say she'll stay that way either. What I was trying to convey with the club scene was, even though it sucks and she would rather tell her brother to stick it, she was already embarrassed enough and she would rather not be humiliated in front of her friends when she knows he'd beat her in terms of strength. It was to show she uses her brain to fight with her mouth, not her fists and she wasn't afraid to put him through hell with it all the way home. It really had nothing to do with her listening because he's a guy, logic just ruled out on this one. Don't worry she gets her way most of the time, just by using different methods. Anyway again in no way is this discouraging you from voicing your opinions, I love getting them. I just like to be sure my point of view is heard too haha.
Chapter 2
The last thing Bulla recalled was Trunk's arm pulling her by the waist and into the air, trying with all his might to reach Goten with the other. For a moment, It was like time itself had been slowed before they were engulfed with Zorath's energy and she was ripped out of her brother's arms.
When she opened her eyes it was dark.
The surface she laid upon, dry with soft dust, in no way cushioned what felt like stone or concrete beneath it.
Was she dead? In theory she should be, Zorath hadn't missed but...it sure didn't feel like it. She was hurting all over, not to mention filthy as she struggled with a groan to raise herself into sitting position.
Just who was that jerk anyway? She surveyed her new surroundings, miffed at all the trouble just one guy could cause.
He shouldn't have been able to back Trunks and Goten into a corner as easily as he had. She thought they'd all been goners, but the area she'd awoken to was a rocky barren dust field with minimal bushes, more like shrubs, and they all looked like they were dying.
Okay so she prooobably wasn't dead but if not...where was this place? It definitely wasn't anywhere on earth, so how'd she get here?
And If she ended up wherever here was, did Trunks and Goten come with her? If so, where could they be?
The answers weren't going to come to her by just sitting there, the logical thing to do would be to get up and find them herself. The only problem? She didn't know where the hell she even was, much less what might possibly be lurking around. It's a risk she's reluctant to take but was slowly starting to appeal more to her than staying in the dark eerie landscape she'd found herself in.
Rising to her feet, she set off in a random direction hoping it would lead her somewhere or even better, to the two someone's she'd been with.
Although trekking in shoes unfit for desert terrain, was the absolute last thing she wanted to do, that's what she did albeit miserably. She couldn't fly, didn't even think she remembered how if she tried. So she settled on walking, her time spent complaining to no one as she cursed her lot in life.
'This sucks.' She thought sourly, despising the dry feeling of dirt that clung to her skin.
Sometimes she hated being a Saiyan. What with constant threats to earth being as normal to her as the occasional spring shower. It wasn't the first time she'd been dragged into her family's involvement because of it, and it was what put her in the situation she was in now.
She bet things like this never happened to Lele Chowid, captain of the cheerleading team.
'Well even if it did, she'd never be as level headed as I am.' Bulla smirked, boasting to herself.
She'd been so absorbed in self pity she hadn't noticed the small cluster of buildings ahead until she practically came within 20 ft of it. She'd barely gotten her hopes up, only for them to be dashed once she saw the state they were in. Walls, left barley standing in the midst of rubble belonging to the ones that weren't. Not a soul in sight.
She wondered aimlessly, thinking she might at least come across something worth investigating, the apparent ghost village. She had to. Who knows if she'd find another like it? It was any wonder she'd stumbled upon this one.
The question to it's ruin gave her the creeps. She'd been searching for what felt like forever and came up with nothing. If it continued that way she'd have to move on, staying in one place wasn't an option, not without answers. On the verge of giving up, she heard something. A faint shuffle against the ground, letting her know she wasn't alone. She had company. Dodging out of sight she took cover inside the closest building.
Leaning her back against it's only wall, she listened for any more sound to pin point her new found guest's position. The shuffling continued before falling dead silent.
What if they attacked her?
What was she going to do? Fight? She couldn't fight, she was just an extra piece on the Saiyan board, no on ever needed her to. There had been no point, Goku and her father were always there at the first sign of trouble and if they weren't, there was a whole nother spew of fighters to fill that role. Keeping up with the godly power their Dad's possessed was a waste to even attempt and Bulla thought other's like Pan's effort to try, was utterly foolish.
Now though, there was no Dad or Trunks not even a Goku to save her. She was alone and that made her feel weaker than she ever had in her entire life. What she needed to do was calm down and rationalize a strategy with the brain she'd been given by her genius mother.
Surprising the possible threat with a small energy blast might buy her some time but, she glance down at her hand. Would she be able to make one? She didn't even think she could anymore, it'd been so long. Either way it was a hit or a miss, and she only had one shot.
She focused the pull of her dormant energy on the center of her palm, and felt nothing. When finally on the verge of frustration, she felt a spark and froze in disbelief. The fragile grasp she'd had on her Ki vanished but instead of defeat, she was filled with hope. If she did it once, she could certainly do it again.
Channeling that same level of intensity, she curled the tips of her fingers over and over again every time the small ball of energy she'd only been capable of creating, sputtered out. Her head snapped to the side, her control almost faltering at how close the sound of a pebble being dislodged had been to her hiding spot. She grit her teeth, If only she could just remember how she'd done it as a child.
'Come on, come on.' She desperately pleaded her energy to manifest.
Just a little more, she could practically feel it in her veins.
The wall she'd been leaning against exploded to her left without warning. She leapt from the source of danger only to land flat on her ass and at the mercy of her attacker. Taken completely off guard, all focus on her energy was forgotten in favor of screaming her head off.
"I'll do anything you want, just leave me alone!" She cried when a dark shadow appeared in the opening it made for itself.
The dark cloak over the figure shifted away as it came closer, revealing a young adolescent, staring in surprise at the crying blue haired girl.
Bulla's features instantly stilled in shock when she recognized the boy standing above her.
"Goten?" She asked softly, unsure if he was really standing there.
"Bulla?!" He echoed incredulously, not really believing his own eyes either.
"Goten!" A joyous smile lit her entire face seeing her brother's best friend and she threw her arms around his neck. Grateful she wasn't alone anymore and it had been him lurking about instead of what her mind had conjured up.
He patted her back awkwardly in return, not used to being so close in contact with Trunk's little sister and still a bit confused about the situation.
She pulled back, blinking away tears of relief. "Where's Trunks? Is he with you?"
"No." He shook his head, pulling her arms down from his neck. "You're the first person I've run into."
Dejection was evident on her face before it was quickly replaced with determination. "Well if I'm here and if you're here, then he has to be too! We've got to find him Goten!"
"Agreed, finding Trunks is first, we can figure out the rest later." He nodded, observing the ruins they'd both stumbled into by chance. "Now let's get out of here before we run into whoever did this."
He floated a few feet from the ground and his brow rose when she lifted her arms in waiting.
"Well? Are you gonna leave me standing here with my arms up all day or what?" She huffed impatiently.
"You can't fly?" He stared down at her in question, perplexed at the thought of the Vegeta prince of all Saiyans', daughter not knowing a simple skill like flying.
Her face heated in response and with a tad bit annoyance.
"This is no time for questions Goten!" She leaned forward, fisting her perfectly rounded hips. "While we're diddling around here, Trunks is out there somewhere all by himself, so stop stalling and just pick me up!" She ordered, thrusting her hands in the air once more to add extra emphasis.
"Okay, okay." He relented, lifting her up on his back before muttering. "Why you gotta always be so bossy?"
They shot up into the sky and took off, air rushing against their clothes at the momentum Goten traveled above the demolished town.
"What do you think happened here?" Bulla wondered out loud, observing the destruction below with uneasiness.
Goten's focused remained ahead as he answered. "Dunno, it's hard to tell. Could've been from some kind of invasion or maybe a civil war. Looks like it's been this way for a while."
The condition of the rubble told her he was most likely right. Perhaps the planet was deserted, she hadn't seen a single being aside from Goten so far.
"So how do you think we ended up here? She pressed on, arms tightening around his neck.
"Can't tell you that one either." He shouted over the the wind as he picked up speed. "One minute I was knocked out by that weird guy's fist, the next I woke up here. So I went out to investigate, and that's when I ran into you. Everything before that draws a blank. I was hoping you could fill me in."
She shook her head. "I don't know either, after you went down he shot us with another one of his energy blasts. Trunks wasn't able to get us all out in time."
"So basically we should be dead." He laughed and it must of been contagious because Bulla smirked.
"Something like that."
A few minutes later, after flying over nothing more than barren land, Goten stopped them abruptly in mid air.
"Goten why'd-"
His hand flew up, stopping her mid question. They floated for a moment before taking off again, in the opposite direction. When he stopped, they descended at the edge of another city, this one larger than the last.
He took her hand, leading them behind a building with only half left standing.
She wanted to ask what they were doing but he seemed so intent on whatever it was, she was afraid to disrupt him. Instead she followed his gaze out into the wasteland to see for herself. A spaceship rewarded her curiosity.
There were average-sized creatures loitering the outside of it. Their skin appearing hard, scaly, and green. They had large yellow eyes, and no hands just claws, walking upright just like humans. That was as far as similarities went. Yup definitely aliens, lizard looking aliens. Gross.
She made a face until she noticed what two of them were carrying.
"Tru-!"
The rest of her brother's name was muffled by Goten's hand, which held her tightly against him. He pulled them both out of sight and waited a full minute before releasing her struggling form.
She gasped for air, shooting him a look that could kill. He pressed a finger to his lips in response, peeking back past the wall that hid them.
'Duh.' She sneered inside her head. 'Neanderthal.'
She waited patiently for him to finish... whatever, beginning to get antsy with worry. What were those disgusting creatures doing with an unconscious Trunks? Why wasn't Goten doing anything?! What if they took off with her brother in their ship while they just stood here watching?!
When he turned to her, she took her chance to pounce. "What are we going to do? They've got Trunks, Goten!"
"I know." He answered quietly. "And We aren't going to do anything."
At seeing her nostrils flare and blue eyes dangerously pop, he quickly finished. "I'm going to get Trunks back, while you're going to stay put. Where I know you'll be safe."
She would've been offended if she'd been someone like Pan but no she was miffed because he wasn't seeing the opportunity right in front of them.
"Wait!" She stopped him before he could leave without first hearing her out. "Of course getting Trunks back is obvious but you should also get rid of those aliens while you're at it."
He turned to her in shock, giving her his full attention since finding their planet sharing inhabitants.
"Why would-"
"Don't you see?" She thrust an arm out, annoyed that she even had to explain. "They have a spaceship and in case you haven't noticed, without one we're stuck on this planet until further notice."
He stood there for a moment processing the information given to him, apparently he'd took too long because she huffed.
"Hello, the answer to all our problems is practically served to us on a silver platter and you're hesitating?! She leaned forward, invading his space with a scowl.
"We can't just leave them stranded here." He argued back, but his voice faltered against the intimidating stance she directed at him.
Oh that's just perfect. Here they were stranded on some planet with the only way off of it being a tad bit immoral and she had to get stuck with one of the three, Mr. goody two shoes from the Son clan.
She glanced out at the ship, trying to come up with some way she could convince Goten to abandon his super hero complex just this once and take into consideration, it was their lives that were more important at the moment. Then she saw it.
"Looks like we won't have to, there's another ship attached to the haul, they basically have two." She explained. "We can take the smaller one and use it to get to back to earth!" She cupped her chin in thought. "I'd just have to hack into the mainframe to detach it, and to do that I need you to make it safe by taking care of these lizard aliens."
He looked to confirm what she was saying and appeared thoughtful before silently conceding.
She took that as a yes and when he didn't immediately jump into action, she waved him off. "Well what are you waiting for? Go do your thing."
He raised a brow at her wording and sent his attention back out the aliens they were planning on stealing from. This only succeeded to irritate her.
"Goten you're stronger than any of those things out there, heck you'd be able take them with just bare strength alone." She pushed impatiently. "This should be easy for you! So tell me, why are you still standing here?!"
He shook his head. "Hold on just a second Bulla, I don't know what we're up against yet and just because I'm super strong doesn't mean I can't be effected by any weird abilities they might have. Believe it or not It has happened before." He scowled. "I'm not invincible you know."
"Well what if they take off before you find out?" She snapped, tired of not doing anything. "What then huh?!"
"Fine." He sighed. "I'll get Trunks and then clear the way for you, but until then don't do anything got it?"
"Perfectly." She grinned in excitement.
...
Those nasty lizards hadn't seen Goten coming and by the time they'd gotten their wits together to do something about it, they had Trunks and she'd already closed the hatch. She detached the 2nd ship as promised but not before disabling the main one's tracking system and delaying access to it's controls for another hour.
They'd be far enough away by then, eliminating any chance the aliens had at catching up. Of course, It had been a bit difficult to decipher the coding around their language but she'd somehow done it. She smirked at her genius as Goten held her still unconscious brother behind her.
"Geez Bulla, I knew you were smart but not this smart." Goten exclaimed. "How are you still in high school?"
"Oh Goten, I could've been graduated from college by now if I'd wanted to." She answered flippantly, taking his compliment in good graces.
He looked to her in disbelief. "Why haven't you?"
"Would you want to be stuck all day around people who aren't your age?" She questioned him, turning away from the control panels. "It's bad enough if you're the smartest in your age group but if you're younger? Sometimes it's just easier to go at the same pace as everyone else."
No one liked an overachiever. Besides it's not like she had anything to prove, she already had a multi million dollar company at the tip of her fingers. Being a public know it all wouldn't get her anywhere, especially if she wanted a social life. She'd be excluded and just how boring would that be? She was a teenage girl after all and books did not a friend make.
"Huh." Goten mused, his best friend bent over his shoulder. "So what should we do with Trunks?"
Bulla studied the lavender haired man she called her brother and shrugged. "I guess set him down until he wakes up, I doubt the aliens got to him in time to do anything to him. If he isn't conscious in the next hour, we'll figure something out then."
"Man." Goten drawled, doing as she said. "When he does wake up, he's not gonna be happy."
"Who here is?" She rolled her eyes in response.