Disclaimer: I own a stuffed dragon but I do not own DBZ.

Eight years later

Bulma starred at Lord Frieza, or as she liked to think of him as the Purple Pain –in-the-ass, trying to mask her fear as her father was dragged into the throne room. She hadn't seen him in three days, not since Frieza's goons barged into their lab and dragged him away. Her father was unrecognizable and she longed to run up to him and help but knew if she did that she'd be punished again and she couldn't afford to draw attention to herself.

"Dr. Briefs, do you know why you are here?" Frieza asked with a sneer. "Don't answer, I'll tell you why, you dared to try to believe I could be easily fooled into thinking you were just inventing weapons, when you were really trying to help my pretties run away.

Dr. Briefs looked at Frieza and said, "I'd do it again too you monster, your pretties as you call them are people and deserve better than to be raped on your whim. You sicken me with what you make them do. You have no right to call yourself a lord. You are a purple bug who thinks he can do whatever he pleases but you can't. I refuse to work for you anymore."

"You lab monkey, you think you can talk to me like that? I was going to let you off easy with just one more day of punishment but now…" Frieze trailed off as his hand began to glow. Ki shot out enveloping Dr. Briefs. When it cleared all that remained of Dr. Briefs were his trusty glasses.

Bulma screamed as she watched her father perish before her, much like her mother five years before. She was so caught up in screaming that she didn't see Frieza until it was too late. He backhanded her to the floor and stood over her.

"I guess you're going to have to take over your father's work, I know he was training you," Frieza sneered, "Don't disappoint me like he did.." He walked away. "Dorlia, bring be a Saiyan, I'm feeling feisty and need to unwind."

Bulma waited until Frieza had left before getting off the floor, she did not feel the pain of the blow she received. She was numb to it, her father was gone and she felt tears of grief and relief coming. The relief was there because her father was free of Frieza, just not the way he had been planning. She knew the plan Frieza had discovered was the decoy plan they had come up with, now she must begin the steps to carry out the real plan. It would take time but she knew that from the beginning, this plan would be successful. She was sure of it.