A/N: So here's chapter 9 I hope everyone who's reading it is enjoying it. I'm trying to make these chapters longer so then there can be more depth into the story. I would love to know your thoughts on the story so reviews are always welcome!

Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Ball Z or anything affiliated with it.

Chapter 9 Maria's POV

I could hear two voices shouting at each other. One female and the other male, there was something oddly familiar about the man's voice it sounded stubborn and arrogant. That voice brought me comfort at least I knew for a fact that it wasn't Burnaby... Wait I remember Burnaby coming at me with a knife telling me to relax and having that so called strongest man alive named peanut hold me in place.

I thought I was to be assaulted but instead he only cut my clothes off and chained me to a movable pedestal. I struggled and screamed but I remember he hit me with something heavy and I passed out. Being swallowed in darkness again is not what I wanted I'll fight it! I squirmed against something that felt even stronger than peanut holding me down. The voices stopped and I heard footsteps rushing to me. I would not be put on display again it was demeaning I started to thrash around and I felt a scream bubbling up in my throat. But before it could come out I was slapped across the face so hard it made my ears start to ring.

"Shut up you fool there's no reason to throw a tantrum have more respect for yourself!"

I recognized the voice it was the arrogant man. I quickly recovered and opened my eyes struggling not to be startled by the giant man restraining me. I could tell he was kind and I'm sure he wasn't the one that slapped me. When I looked over there was a smaller man but no less intimidating his build was bulky and lean at the same time he had an intense widow's peak with jet black hair that shot straight up into a point. Next to him was a woman she was small compared to him but I knew she was bigger than me, she had an unusual hair and eye color that I've never seen on the American people.

I relaxed drastically when the bigger man released me but I felt odd like something was missing. I pushed myself up being stubborn and desperate not to show anymore weakness to these strangers, as I got up fully and tried to stand I fell flat on my face.

Strong large hands grasped my shoulders and gently lifted me up. What was wrong with me I've never fallen in my life! There was no reason for me to lose my balance at least non that I could think of I leaned into the man to keep my balance and I reached to my side to hold the tip of my tail. That was my nervous gesture but when I grasped air instead of soft fur I could admit I was starting to freak out.

"Where is it?" I clutched my backside trying to figure out what cruelty was performed on me now my tail was gone there was nothing. I tried spinning around as if that would help me find it but instead I ended up falling back into the sculpted chest of the man still standing uncomfortably close to me. I flinched away slightly but not completely because I needed something to hold onto to keep my balance.

"Calm down Maria. Your tail was removed but you'll get used to it in a day or two."

I looked to the direction the voice had come from and it was the smaller man I wonder how it is he knew my real name and not that joke of a stage name assigned to me. My eyes darted around trying to take in my surroundings, there were several tubes that could easily fit a human in them and hundreds of computers and monitors. This place frightened me but I'd be damned if I allowed that to show I've never been one to willingly show vulnerabilities and I wasn't going to start now. I was currently at the mercy of these people so I tried not to make any sudden movements but it was hard for me when I noticed the blue haired woman walking toward me.

"Hello Maria. I'm Bulma you're sister-in-law." She beamed at me like I was supposed to know what she was talking about.

Sister? I had no siblings I was found in the middle of America in the woods I was abandoned by humans that thought I was a mutant.

I struggled to find my voice I was so shaken but soon enough I found it, "I have no family though I was left in the woods as a child in America. There isn't any possibility that I'm related to you."

The woman called Bulma smiled at me in a knowing way, "Yes we're not blood related but we are by marriage I'm married to your brother who just happens to be this irritable man."