Bulma made a face as she watched Goku eat his meal on the monitor that was set to receive a video feed from the security system in the house she had given the sperm donor that had been partially responsible for creating one of the best people she knew. That had to be one of the strangest meals she had ever seen anyone eat. She was amazed that the poor boy didn't puke when his father fed it to him, but then again the kid would eat anything that was set in front of him if he were told it was food.
Besides the horrible meals, such as that one of nearly a month's worth of tomato soup mixed with orange juice, half a bag of sugar, and a bottle of Tabasco sauce with a side of Mountain Lion steak, and several lemons with sugar and salt dumped on them for dessert, Goku's father hadn't abused the boy any further, but she would continue to watch the house through the home security system that she'd hacked just in case.
Neither Goku nor his father who had vanished for a while before returning with the Mountain Lion which he'd skinned, cleaned, and cooked using one of those energy blasts that Muten Roshi, Krillin, and Goku used as an attack had done very much that day. Goku had spent most of the day sleeping, and his father, whose name was Bardock had spent most of the day cooking. While everything seemed peaceful and almost idyllic now aside from the scowl which seemed to perpetually grace the face of Goku's father, things could change in an instant. She'd heard more than enough news stories, and seen enough violence in her travels to know that was the case.
Hopefully, the team of mercenaries she'd hired would manage to get Goku out of there before anything happened. Right now, they were on standby, waiting for Goku's father to leave once more. Sure, part of her motive for getting Goku out of that house and into her custody was in order to study him, but for the most part it was because the boy was her friend, and had never expected anything from her in return for said friendship. Besides, the medical equipment in Capsule Corp's R&D wing was sophisticated enough that she could see every cell in the boy's body without ever having to open him up in order to dissect him, so it wasn't like she would hurt Goku like his father would.
After the meal which Bulma considered child abuse in and of itself was finished, things looked like they were going to fall back into the routine that was being established. As Goku lay back, getting ready to go back to sleep, Bardock announced that his older brother was coming, and would be here in about six months or so.
At first, she was surprised that Goku had an older brother. While Bardock was handsome in a roguish way, he was also a child abusing asshole. What kind of woman would willingly bear his offspring, much less sleep with him twice? But, then again, based on what she'd heard from Oolong and Puar, being an asshole was normally part and parcel of being a member of the Saiyan species, and some long-suffering woman who couldn't possibly be as big an asshole as him, had probably found the heights of assholery to which he rose attractive. Upon reflection, she decided that what should've surprised her was that there wasn't a massive brood of children which had been created in order to bolster the man's ego, which a mountain couldn't crush. But, then again, considering what she'd heard of the species, Goku and the other sibling had probably been the only ones who had been strong enough to survive.
Bulma continued to monitor the situation for hours after Goku had fallen into an apparently deep slumber during which his father found ways to amuse himself. Eventually, after briefly going outside to take a leak against a tree which was probably some sort of Saiyan territory marking thing, washing his hands in the bathroom sink upon his return, and watching t.v. for a couple of hours, Goku's father settled down to sleep. She had been tempted to send the mercenary team in then, but had decided against it since she didn't know if Bardock was as sound a sleeper as Goku. She didn't want to unnecessarily risk the lives of the mercenaries she'd hired, as Bardock had shown that he could kill an ordinary human being just as easily as she could crush a bug when he had killed the doctor at the island hospital.
After several tense hours as she wavered over her decision whether or not to risk sending in the mercenaries and potentially put Goku's father on guard for a future attempt if this one failed, Bardock awoke and left the house. Five minutes after she gave the order, the mercenaries had their target and were in the air. Goku would be back at her parents' house and safe soon.
Bardock was whistling a tune that had been rather popular on Vegeta shortly before its destruction as he carried the brace of creatures that the nature documentary he'd watched the night previous had called Velociraptors home. He'd left one of the creatures alive in order to have some fresh meat later, and it had tried to bite him the entire trip back, but he'd held the creature in a headlock that prevented it from doing so.
After staking the still living Velociraptor out on the lawn for later and dropping its three dead companions off in the living-room so he could prepare them for lunch, he went to his son's bedroom to check on him.
Kakarot was gone.
The boy was still too injured to be up and about on his own, and there were several foreign scents in the house that he recognized as belonging to human males. This meant that someone had taken his son while he had been out hunting.
They would pay. And, he was going to take great care in making their deaths slow and painful.
After fixing their scents in his memory, he began searching. The scents stopped at the landing site of some sort of flying vehicle. Knowing that he was an hour behind his son's kidnappers, he took to the air, following the faint and diffuse scent of the fuel that powered their vehicle.
Edited 6-11-15