On the last episode of Dragonball Z Vegeta and Bulma had arrived at the games and received a unique welcome. Without his kai will Vegeta be able to save Bulma? Will Bulma survive her hellish torture long enough to be saved?
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Sweat was beginning to drip from Vegeta's brow as his muscles rippled beneath his firm skin. With one foot crossed over the other he was performing push ups, as he had been all night, with Bulma's screams playing over and over in his mind enough though they had long since ceased.
Every so often he would glance over at the monitors reporting her energy levels, reassuring himself that she was still alive.
Vegeta may have taken his anger out on the Meuhvache but it was Bulma who paid the price. She had once again passed away into unconsciousness, a brief reprieve from the pain she had endured.
There was no doubt in Vegeta's mind that Bulma's back was horrifically burned, he had seen the blood seep out from the table and stain the table red.
He spared a glance up at the monitor beside the door, it was counting to down to something although Vegeta had no idea what. Whatever it was he would find out in about an hour.
Completing one final push up and once again reassuring himself that Bulma would survive without his supervision for a few minutes, he retired to the bathroom to relieve himself and wash up. His stomach roared with hunger but he ignored it with a grunt. Hearing the door open he swiftly exited the bathroom to be greeted by another Meuhvache.
This one was clearly female, with something more like hooves for feet and two long white wings tucked tightly against her back. Vegeta vaguely remembered Frieza explaining the distinction.
This Meuhvache was holding a tray of food that ranged from meat to vegetables. Seems they wanted their contestants to be 100% ready to beat the crap out of each other.
He eyed the Meuhvache suspiciously as it tentatively stepped into the room and placed the tray on the cot. The Meuhvache turned its head ever so slightly in the direction of Bulma and something that looked like sadness seemed to grace it's features, but as quickly as it had come it was gone.
Without a sound it turned and left the room, leaving Vegeta to angrily eat what was left for him.
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Bulma awoke to tears already in her eyes, the pain radiating from her backside threatened to suffocate her. A whimper escaped her lips as her face contorted in pain and the tears fell freely from her eyes.
Where is Vegeta? How could he just leave me to die like this? He's a hard man, but I really thought he cared about me…if not me at least his gravity machine. No one else can fix it like I can…Does he really hate me that much to abandon me here?
Bulma heard her own heart skip a beat on the heart rate monitor as the door opened with a whoosh.
Oh god, please just kill me she silently pleaded. She couldn't take any more pain.
Once again the face of a beast appeared above her but this one was somehow different. It wasn't quite so menacing, or maybe Bulma was too delirious with pain to care, even if it was.
Then the face disappeared from view and she was left with nothing but the white ceiling for company.
A snap echoed throughout the room and the pressure across her ankles was gone. Another snap and her knees were free. The beast continued releasing her from her bonds until she heard the snap right beside her ear as her head came free.
Even with her bonds broken she had no strength to move, she couldn't even bring herself to roll over off her back.
The creature seemed to understand her predicament and gently placed it's two big hands under her armpits and slowly began to pull her up.
A white-hot pain ripped through Bulma's body as she screamed bloody murder. The creature released her immediately and Bulma began to sob uncontrollably.
She could feel the hands gently try to lift up her left arm but the white-hot pain tore through her spine and she screamed until the pitch exceeded that of human hearing and she could no longer hear herself.
The big cow-like head appeared above her, with a look of utter sadness in its eyes. It lowered its nose and brushed it against her forehead. It seemed like some sort of apology and Bulma could do nothing to respond. She felt her mouth quivering uncontrollably as the creature once again placed its hands beneath her arms. With a low purr that Bulma assumed was supposed to be a word of comfort it gently but firmly removed her from the table.
Never in her life had Bulma experienced such pain. Once again she was lost to the darkness of unconsciousness before she could even scream.
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Vegeta could do nothing but watch the sickening display on the other side of the glass. The beast that had brought him his food was now attempting to remove Bulma from the table.
Vegeta could see the beast was trying to be gentle but he couldn't help the surge of anger and frustration when Bulma let out yet another ear splitting scream. Bulma may have been human but she was strong, she would never cry out in such a manner unless she was in horrific pain.
The beast and Vegeta shared a moment of sickening realization as the beast gently tried to move Bulma's arm. Under the intense heat from before Bulma's skin had melted more than slightly, and had now attached her to the table. Blood stone is always thirsty, Frieza had told him once, watch your step.
Before returning to Bulma the beast glanced over in Vegeta's direction, a look of utter sadness and defeat on its face. Vegeta knew what was coming and he moved as close to Bulma as he could possibly get with the glass between them. Once again he tried to send her some warmth and comfort from his kai but it was merely drained away.
The beast took Bulma as gently as it possibly could and in one swift motion detached her from the table.
Vegeta nearly lost his food at the sickening sight of her back, or what was left of it. Caked in blood and pus Bulma's back was utterly destroyed. The layer of muscle beneath her skin now visible through her wounds. Collapsing, Vegeta began savagely pounding the floor with his fists. I did that to her, it's all my fault.
A sharp beep cut the air and momentarily brought Vegeta out of his blind rage. Glancing up, he realized the monitor had reached zero. Reaching out with his mind he detected the bastard that had tortured Bulma. To Vegeta's dismay the beast was not headed in his direction, but instead was making its way back toward Bulma.
Hauling himself to his feet he peered back into the other room. The female beast had completely removed Bulma from the table and was holding her unconscious body against its chest. In one hand it held a medicine gun that it was using to apply red foam to Bulma's back.
The door in the other room burst open and from it emerged the bastard beast, red eyes glowing with delight. It strode over to the female beast and snatched Bulma from its arms. The female bellowed in objection, motioning with the medicine gun to Bulma's back. The male backhanded the female across the face, slamming her into an adjacent wall where the female collapsed while her legs folded underneath her.
The male walked over to the glass separating him from Vegeta and slammed Bulma's back against the glass. Red foam and blood shot out in every direction. Vegeta's rage threatened to eat him alive as he clenched and unclenched his fists. His nostrils flared and his eyes contracted to black specks as he slammed his fist into the glass.
The beast let out a bark that was something similar to laughter as he tossed Bulma on the ground beside the female and left.
The female looked at Vegeta with sadness in her face as she gently picked up the naked, bleeding and unconscious Bulma. With tender gentleness the female laid Bulma across her back, stomach down, and used her wings to hold Bulma in place as she slowly left the room.
Vegeta angrily paced his room for an agonizing amount of time before the bastard beast appeared at his door.
With another bark of laughter at Vegeta's expense the bastard beast turned and lead the way down the hallway. Every molecule in Vegeta's body wanted to beat that bastard to a pulp, but every time the urge began to overwhelm him the image of Bulma's destroyed backside stopped his fists.
All he could do was angrily follow the bastard to what could only be the first round.
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With the first round looming around the corner Bulma was just barely able to cling to life. Will Vegeta be able to contain his rage long enough to ensure Bulma's survival? Will Vegeta be able to defeat his first opponent and save Bulma from the first round? Find out next time on Dragonball Z!