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A/N: sorry had to change a bit, but it had to be done...tell me what you think!
Taken
Chapter 2
Three years later…
"UGHHH! Damn them!" hissed a very aggravated Bulma. She had been awoken in the middle of an ungodly hour just to come and fix the regenerating tank. It had seemed yet again, someone had wrecked her work of art.
It was a constant issue that she had to deal with. The warriors who would use the tanks would blast their way out, they were all so impatient to get out. 'I mean how fucking hard is it? There is a button to open the door for crying out loud!' Bulma thought angrily as she finally finished the repairs. She began to put her tools away, ready to go crawl back to bed. She looked at her watch and groaned out loud when she saw it was 4:39 a.m.
"Just great! Another sleepless night, and for what? These animals didn't have respect for her their own mothers, let alone my precious equipment." She said to herself as she jammed her last item into her toolbox a little too harshly.
After storming out of the RT room she then began to walk back in silence to her quarters, walking through the dim lit halls made her very uneasy. Bulma hated walking alone through the halls in this ship full of cold hearted murderers, but most of them had a strict schedule and stood in their quarters around this time to her relief.
Bulma shivered, she rarely let the memory of the one night cross her mind. She had buried the memory deep in her mind almost immediately after that, but times like these always resurfaced them until she could no longer keep it bottled in. Bulma took in a deep and jagged breath, when was the pain ever going to go away?
It had happened a few months after she had been brought here, she had been working late in the lab alone on a night just like this. She had waited until everyone retired that night saying she really wanted to finish one of her projects but in reality she had been scheming on a new plan of escape. Bulma had been working on it mentally and when no one watched her, which came rare, Bulma would write it down in codes that only she would be able to read.
After staying up so many hours Bulma met her human limit, she was exhausted. She put all of her blue prints and tools in her capsule and stuffed it in her shoe. She always liked hiding things there, no one would ever search her there. She then cleaned up and made sure everything was back as it was and she took one last glance back to see if she missed anything. feeling satisfied enough to leave, she then flicked the light off and set the security code to the lab and locked the door.
As Bulma was walking back to her room she yawned and rubbed her eyes with her hand, she fought hard to keep her droopy eyes from giving up on her. When she finally arrived on her door she punched in her code and as the door slid Bulma was completely taken of guard and was roughly pushed into her bed room. Bulma cried out loud in her painful fright, and turned to see who her aggressor was and felt her blood freeze.
She couldn't move, he was far too strong. Bulma fought hard, but she couldn't escape his reign of terror. Zarbon was far too strong and far too fast. She didn't have a chance. He ripped of her shirt and her pants followed shortly, Bulma felt her hot tears flow freely. She screamed at the top of her lungs, but he only laughed at her. He told her no one would come to her rescue, even if they heard her nothing and certainly no one could stop him. It was then when she stopped fighting. He was right, after all no one would help her.
She just lay there and let him have his way with her. She felt as if she wasn't really there, her mind was somewhere else. She tried to remember all the happy memories from her childhood, her family, her friends. What she would give just to see them all again….
When Zarbon finally pulled away he noticed the blood that had come trickling down her thigh and she saw a smirk play up on his lips. The arrogant bastard had the look of pride, he had taken the only thing she had been able to claim. Her purity.
Bulma wretched her head back and forth and wiped off her tears. She no longer wanted to think of that night. Bulma had went to Freeza and demanded she would have him tell all the men in the ship stay away from her. At first, Freeza had an amused look on his face. Of course he wouldn't care for her well being! But she had reminded him of all the great inventions she had provided for him, and told him she couldn't concentrate if she was going to be mistreated by his repulsive men. It was then he nonchalantly agreed with her. He ordered Zarbon to keep his hands off her, but he was still allowed to watch her when ordered.
Bulma was relieved, but it did not leave her completely at ease. These men were not always loyal, nor did they have any morals whatsoever. These past three years she witnessed them kill and destroy, she was disgusted on how they dehumanized these poor innocent people.
As Bulma continued to walk down the hall she heard heavy footsteps and whispering. She stopped dead on her tracks and became completely alert. Who the hell could be walking around the science wing, no one was allowed in after hours. Only specific personnel were able to enter.
She then peeked around the corner to see who the intruder was and gasped out loud at what she saw. Two of the largest men she'd ever seen…EVER! The first one was easily about 8 feet tall and had huge muscles! His hair ran down almost touching the ground. She couldn't help but think he looked so familiar to her, she just couldn't put her finger on it…
The second guy was even bigger than the first. He was bald and had a mustache. He was also carrying a much smaller guy, he was hanging off his shoulder and looked like he was in really bad shape. They all looked ragged and dirty, she assumed they had just arrived from a mission. Bulma tried to hear what they were saying but they weren't close enough, she could tell the two men were arguing, but that was all she could tell about that.
Bulma then stepped back into the wall to hide, how the hell was she going to get back to her room with those giant beasts blocking her way? She didn't want to face them that was for sure! She then mentally pictured the big bald guy smashing her into a pancake and she cried out loud. She then heard the two men stop whispering and she stopped breathing. 'Shit nice going!' Bulma cursed herself, why did she always get herself caught!?
The next second Bulma saw the two men right in front of her and she blinked in surprised. How did they appear so fast!?
"What do we got here Raddits? It seems this little wench here was eavesdropping on us!" Said the big bald guy with a scowl on his face.
Raddits breathed out exasperatedly and said "it's just a weak girl Nappa, she has a power level lower than a third level saiyan brat! We have greater things to worry about!" he finished off with a sneer.
"She must be slave then, tell me girl where the hell are the healing tanks?" Nappa harshly spat out at her.
Bulma felt the heat rise to her face and she momentarily forgot about the size and power of the two men before her, her rage always blinded her when she was talked down to.
"SLAVE? I am not a slave you fucking retard! Augh! Apologize and ask me nicely then maybe I'll tell you where they are!" Bulma screeched she felt like fumes were coming out of her ears. The nerve of these people!
Both Nappa and Raddits were taken back but a second later Nappa's vein on his forehead twitched and he shut his eyes and clenched his teeth. Bulma then felt the anger and courage leave and was replace by fear.
"How dare you speak to me like that you stupid weak wench! I'll teach you a lesson you will never forget! Raddits take Vegeta while I beat some sense into this weakling." Said Nappa practically throwing Vegeta towards Raddits.
Nappa then punched his right fist into his left hand, signifying that Bulma was really in for it. Bulma the Gulped and squirmed back into the wall. She didn't stand a chance!
Nappa picked up Bulma by the shirt with his left hand and positioned his right hand into a fist in front of her. Bulma closed her eyes shut, this was going to hurt, she just hoped he ended this fast.
Both Bulma and Nappa turned their attention towards Vegeta when he began to viciously cough. "Nappa—You fool." He panted in a low harsh tone, "quit wasting my fucking time!" he finished with another fit of coughs.
"He's right Nappa we better hurry up and get him in the tank, now put the fucking girl down and stop fooling around!" Raddits finished in an annoyed tone.
Nappa then reluctantly let her slip of his hold, and she fell on her back.
"You got lucky this time, I better not see you again or you won't be so lucky girl!" Nappa spat, then turned and they both walked away.
"Kami" Bulma said softly, peeling herself off the floor. "Why am I still alive? What am I living for…?" She then shook her head and began to continue to walk to her quarters. She immediately went straight to her bed, far too exhausted to even think of anything, she only had a less than a few hours of sleep before she had to wake up and go back to work. She just hoped for a better day ahead. With that last thought she went into a deep slumber.