Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Beauty Within The Beast ❯ Awaken ( Chapter 2 )
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By: Dark Angel Of Love 
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Drama / Suspense / Romance / Angst | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 02.16.2012 | Pages: 3 | Words: 6.9K | Visits: 449 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Drama / Suspense / Romance / Angst | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 02.16.2012 | Pages: 3 | Words: 6.9K | Visits: 449 | Status: Work In Progress
Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ, I'm just going to use them for my amusement for a bit =3
A week had passed since Bulma had killed Airzin, and she still got sick whenever she thought about it. After she had scrubbed her self down she realized that it had been in vain. She couldn't just leave the body lying in her lab. She had to move it and clean up the blood. The thought of having to touch the lizard man finally made her lose it and throw up in the shower. After she was done, she resolved her self to the task at hand. She stepped out of the shower and went to one of the cabinets under her workstation and pulled out a tarp. She didn't bother to dress her self. What would be the point? She would do nothing but ruin another set of clothes. She removed a key card that had been hang in off his armor, just incase she needed it, then started the process of wrapping his body up. It took her awhile, but she finally managed to wrap his body in the tarp and drag it to the emergency air lock chamber. This was installed in the ship incase they had to purge something quickly. Though she was sure it was used to dump more bodies then anything else. We'll I'm not breaking tradition then. It took her over an hour to wrap up the body and drag it into the air lock chamber. She pressed down on the release handle and watched as her rapper's body was sucked into the vacuum that was space. Bye, fuck face.
She spent the next hour cleaning up the blood and picking up the pieces of broken mirror that were on the floor. When she was done you would have never be able to tell that there was any kind of fight at all. The only thing that showed anything was out of order was the broken mirror that was hanging on the wall. She decided to rectify that. She finished breaking the pieces off the frame the removed the whole thing, dumping it in the trash. She stepped into the shower one last time to rinse the blood off, but she wanted to shower in her own bathroom where all of her soaps and shampoos were. Once the blood was rinsed off she walked dripping wet up to her quarters on the second floor. After once again scrubbing her self raw, she threw on a pair of sweat pants and a white T-shirt with Capsule Corps logo on it and walked back down to the control panel. She had deciphered some of the strange symbols over the last two weeks, but she had never had enough time to her self to sit down and really look over the panel.
Well she was on her own now so she needed to get up to speed, fast. She needed to know how to run this thing. She was sure getting to Frieza's ship wouldn't be much of a problem since Airzin had set the course when they took off from earth, but she didn't have any idea if it could dock it's self with the bigger ship when she got there. So she had spent the last week messing around with the control panel and anything else on the ship that had the same symbols on them. She figured out how the system worked, so she didn't think that she would have a problem docking. Now she had to come up with a story on why her bodyguard was dead. She supposed the safest way to go was to flat out tell the truth. Somehow she thought that Airzin was off his rocker when he attacked her. Frieza wanted her and he wouldn't let a lowly soldier have her before he got his hands on her. So, if she told him what happened and how she lashed out in rage, he would most likely forgive her, especially if she had a working prototype of the gravity room with her. She had lost a week of work making sure that she learned this strange language, and she needed to get back to work. She got up from the 'captains chair', as she had dubbed it, and walked over to her station in the lab. She still had to work on the electrical system, and then get the worker bots to start attaching the shell to the frame of the gravity room. She was going to need better clothes then the t-shirt and sweat pants ensemble she had been wearing for the last week. It wasn't the same shirt and pants mind you, she bathed every day and did her laundry, but since that lizard man had touched her she just couldn't bring her self to wear anything else she had packed.
She made her way up the stairs to the second level, intent on going right to her room, when something made her stop. She had been so intent on learning how to operate the ship that she never once thought about checking the dead mans privet quarters for anything she might need, or anything that she might be able to use. She had to admit to her self that she was curious about what the lizard man had in his room, so she walked right past her door and moved to stand in front of his. She hesitated for a moment, wondering if was she was doing was right, and if she could handle what lay beyond the door. She shook her head to clear her thoughts. What the hell could he have in there that could scare her now? The man was dead, and he had raped her. She didn't give a damn about if it was right or wrong to go into his quarters. So she used the key card that she had taken off his body to open the door and stepped into the room. She was shocked at what she found.
Nothing.
Absolutely nothing but a bed and one dresser in the room. The walls were painted a smoky gray color, and the bed, more like cot, only had one thin pillow on it and one blanket. Perplexed, she decided to venture father into the room and make sure her eyes weren't playing tricks on her. From the outside she had estimated that his room had to be about the same side as hers given the wall space and in between, but in reality it was less then half of the size of her room. She was thinking more like a quarter. That doesn't make any sense. There's a good twenty-five feet of wall between where my room ends and where his begins. They could have fit a whole other room in-between the two. It was strange all right, but she had other things to do besides wonder about some unaccounted wall to the fact that she wasn't going to find anything in here, she left his room intent on going right to her room to change. When she passed the space between her room and his, the key card she still held in her hand lit up. That's strange; these things only light up when they're near a lock. She took a step back from the wall, and the light when out, and when she took a step towards the wall it lit up again. She passed the key across the wall to see what would happen. At first noting did, but then the card let out a small beep and the wall started to move. Jack pot. When the wall had moved totally out of the way a light switched on in the room before her, and she almost dropped to her knees.
Inside the room were two tanks filled with a milky substance, and floating in the liquid were two women. One looked like a human with black hair, around her age. The other was not human, the first give away was the beautiful shade of green her skin was, the second was the pointed ears she had on either side of her head. She had no idea how old this beautiful creature could be. By human standards probably the same as the other girl, but only God knew since she had no idea what species she was.
Once Bulma had collected her self she walked over to the tank holding the brunet and saw the same symbols on it as the control panel had. She stared at them until the words started to make since and she realized that these women were in cryogenics tanks, allowing them to travel long distances without having to eat, sleep, essentially live. The symbols on the screen indicated that these women were to be awakened in five moths and one week. The same time that she was due to arrive at Frieza's ship. Then it hit her. Both of these women where very beautiful, and it had only taken Airzin two months to get to earth to retrieve her. He must have been out already on a mission, to pick up these women to take back to Frieza. It looks like I'm not going to be the only new whore on the ship. She gave a bitter chuckle at her dark thought and walked over to the green woman's tank. Up close she could see through the milky liquid that the woman's hair was a beautiful shade of gold. It was no wonder Frieza wanted this one to him self. She wondered what color her eyes would be if she were awake.
Then, in an almost deja vu scenario, she found her self flat on her back on the floor, but this time it wasn't from the jump. They had jumped two days before Airzin's attack on her, so the engine hadn't saved up enough power to do it again. She got up on her hands and knees before she was knocked over again. This time she heard as well as felt the impact. Something had hit the ship twice, and a third time as she staggered to her feet. She held on to the wall for support as an alarm started to sound through the ship and red warning lights starting going off like a bad disco movie. Holding onto the wall and bannister on the stairs, she made her way down to the control panel, where warnings were flashing across the screen. It took Bulma a minute to decipher that the ships engine had taken a hit as well as the right ruder. She started typing commands into the computer when a shadow passed over her. Looking up and out the glass wall, she realized what had hit the ship. She was in the middle of a meteor shower. The one that just passed before her was the size of a pickup truck, and she was sure it had friends, bigger ones at that. She started to punch in the commands to make the ship go higher when it was hit again, and this time it didn't just hit the engine; it took it clean off. Another hit sent the ship spinning out of control and sent Bulma skidding painfully across the floor into the glass wall. Leaning against the glass she tried to stand, but the ship had tilted forward and she could not get to her feet. Supplies scattered and rolled across the floor towards her, including her work bench and her chair, which missed her right arm by only a few inches as it slammed into the glass next to her.
Turning her head she saw that the ship was heading towards a planet at a dangerous speed. Somehow she had to make her way back to the control panel and get control of the ship. Without an engine she realized it would be impossible, but she had to try. Inch by painful inch she crawled on her belly towards the control panel as the planet drew near, desperate to stop the ship from crashing. There was so much in life she wanted to do yet. She had never truly fallen in love, and that was on the top of her list. She had really only had one man in her life, Yamcha, back home. They had dated for almost ten years, since she was sixteen, and she was sure for the longest time that they were going to get married one day and raise a family of their own. That is until a few months back, before Yamara had betrayed her, when she surprised him at his apartment with dinner, and got a surprise of her own. Yamcha, sitting on the couch, with one of his bass ball teams cheerleaders ridding him like a fuckin wild buck. They didn't even notice her until she started screaming and throwing everything she could get her hands on at them. She told the little blond tramp that she could keep him and she walked out the door. He tried calling but she refused his calls, he even tried to stop by the office twice, and both times had left with boot prints on his ass from Juu. She had not seen him since, and she couldn't have cared less. She realized after they broke up, that she hadn't really been in love with him. She had loved him yes, but she stayed with him for the fact that they had been together for so long, it seemed like a waste to break up with him after all the years they had been together. But he took care of that for her, so in some small way she was great full for that. She wanted her chance at true, heartbreaking, soul scorching love. And damn it if she was going to die before she could find it!
She finally reached the control panel and pulled her self up onto her knees as best as she could and started to type commands into the machine. The engine was gone, but she still had the main thrusters on the undercarriage of the ship, the ones that had launched them off the Earth three weeks ago. If she could get them started, then maybe she could save the ship and put out some sort of emergency signal for help. "Come on, come on. Work you piece of shit!" But it didn't matter how much she yelled, or how hard she punched the keys, the thrusters wouldn't turn on. She felt the ship being pulled into the atmosphere, and then gravity took over, pulling the ship towards the ground. She raised her head to watch her death. If she was going to die, she was going to face it head on. As the ship fell further she realized that the planet she was about to crash in was covered in snow, there was not one inch of land that wasn't crisp white. The only other color she could see amongst the pure iridescence was green. She vaguely wondered if the trees that were about to witness her death were anything like the pine trees back on earth. She loved pine trees. They reminded her of Christmas, her mother's favorite time of year.
At the thought of her mother, an idea popped into her head. It was a long shot, and there was no guarantee that it would save her from death, but she punched a few more commands into the control panel. She watched as a blue pulse flashed though the ship, seconds before the ship impacted the earth. After that, she could remember nothing but the iridescent snow that was about to become her final resting place.
/
Four pairs of onyx eyes turned at once towards the sound of the explosion. About two miles from their temporary residence, a thick black cloud of smoke roes up towards the sky, temporarily blocking out the sun. The air was soon filled with the smell of burning wood.
"What the fuck was that?"
"I have no idea."
"You don't think he sent someone to finish us off, do you?"
"Fool, if he wanted us dead we would have been months ago. And besides, did you not see that that ship crashed into the damn planet? If he were going to send someone to kill us I highly doubt that they would make such a spectacle of them selves."
"Maybe we should go check and see if there are survivors."
"By all means, brother. Go check."
"You guys won't come with me?"
"You're the youngest, you get to do the dirty work. Now move your ass before I kick it."
"Ugh, fine." The youngest of the four men left the table they were currently eating lunch at and flew out the open window. He wanted to check and see if anyone had lived through the horrific crash, though it was highly doubted, but he wanted to eat his lunch too. There was no doubt in his mind that by the time he came back, his portion of the food would have been eaten by his pack brothers. "Damn, and I'm really hungry too." He flew in the direction of the crash, wind whipping at his face and skin. He supposed that he should have threw on something a little more practical for the cold then just his training shorts, but the faster he got done at the crash site the faster he could go hunting to catch something else to eat. I'm not going to let any of those bastards have any either.
As he flew above the ship, he was startled to realize that it hadn't been totally destroyed in the crash; in fact it was mostly intact. The only thing wrong with it was the engine was missing and one of the rudders was damaged. He started to lower him self down to get inside the ship when he felt a shock go through his feet and up through his body. That's when he noticed the force field that was currently around the ship. It must have been the reason that it hadn't totally exploded on impacted, but that made it difficult for him to get inside it. He lowered him self to the ground and puzzled over how he was going to get inside. Well now what do I- he didn't get a chance to finish the thought before the force field flickered once, then twice, then the ship lost all power and it went down completely. He wasted no time. The ship was tilted into the ground nose first, so he had to fly back up to get to the main entrance platform on the bottom of the ship. He did not have the wrist control for this ship, so he ripped the platform out of the floor and entered the ship. It was a disaster zone in there. The first thing he noticed was the giant rounded metal frame that was tilted on its side and leaning on a set of stairs. It looked like a ship that had not been put together all the way, but then again he was no scientist, and it could have been anything. Beyond the metal frame was where the real mess began. Desks, papers, tools, and things he had no idea what to even call them were all piled on top of one another towards the front of the ship. He was sure that if anyone had been down on the main level when it crashed, they were going to be in that pile of derbies.
"Hello? Is anyone in here? Can anyone hear me?" He yelled as he stared moving the derbies about looking for any sign of life. He was just about to give up when he heard a low moan coming from his left. He reached out with his mind further and found a very low ki, so low he was amazed that the being could be alive at all. He stared digging right above where he felt the ki. "Hey! Come on I heard you, just hold on a little longer." He heard them moan again, indicating that they heard, then, out of the rubble came a small, humanoid looking hand. He took hold of it and gently pulled. He was very surprised to find a beautiful woman with teal colored hair. He pulled her the rest of the way out of the rubble, causing a cry of pain to escape her lips. He looked down and realized both her legs were broken, as well as her right hand. He gently lifted her into his arms and reached out with his mind to his brother.
"Raditz, we have a live one here, but she's injured. Can you ready one of the tanks?"
"Is she pretty?"
"Raditz!"
"Alright, alright, I'm on it."
"Hey lady, can you hear me? Is there anyone else on this ship?" She opened her eyes for the first time, and he was pleasantly suppressed to find that her eyes matched her hair. She opened her mouth to answer him but all she did was cough up some blood on his chest. Even though she was in great pain she still managed to look embarrassed. "Don't worry about it, I've had worse spat on me. Now is there anyone else here?"
"..T-two... Up s-st-" She went into another coughing fit.
Two more? I won't be able to carry them all back if they are injured. He had to check and see if they were still alive before he called out for help. If he called someone out here for dead bodies, they might turn him into one.
"Listen lady, I'm going to set you down for a minute and go find them ok? I'll be back." He set her down on one of the over turned filing cabinets and flew to the second level. It only took him a second to find the tanks the women had been in. One of the tanks had been detached in the crash and had broken open, leaving the naked woman in a tangle of wires and tubes and covered in cuts from the broken glass. The other take had not broken open but it had cracks all over and was slowly spelling the milky liquid forth. He fisted his hand and finished the job. He checked each girl for a pulse to make sure they were alive, then darted out of the room to find something to cover them in. He wouldn't be able to save them if he died from embarrassment. He lifted his nose in the air and searched for the same sent that the girl from down stairs had. He found it coming from his right. He entered her quarters and ripped off the sheets from the bed. He returned to the room, detangled the women from the wires and tubes and wrapped them in the sheets.
"Hey Raditz, better make that two tanks. There's two more girls here and another one is injured.
"You know his highness isn't going to like this."
"I'll deal with him later, please just get the tanks ready. Then get you're ass out here, I need help with them, they're all unconscious."
/
"So, what do you plan on doing with them Kakarrot?" A short, flamed hard man stood next to the young Saiyan as they watched the two women floating in the rejuvenation tanks. The third was lying on a small cot on the opposite wall.
"I really don't know Vegeta. I just know I couldn't let them stay out there to die."
"How do you know they would die Kakarrot? We don't even know what species they are."
"Prince Vegeta, the two in the tank are humans, and the one on the cot is a Chamylon. " A man of gargantuan stature came up behind the two, watching the young women as well. There was something about that blue haired Onna that struck him as familiar.
"How the hell do you know that Nappa?" The last of the group asked. Raditz stood next to the green skinned girl on the cot, watching her breath. He liked the color of her hair.
"I accompanied King Vegeta a few times when he traveled. We came across Chamel-sai, where the green skinned one is from. The humans are from a planet called Earth. Chamel-sai is not yet under Frieza's control. But Frieza sent your father and I to Earth a few times on...recovery missions. It's also where he get's most of his scientists from. Seems they are a pretty smart race."
"Apparently not smart enough to avoid crashing into a giant planet."
"Well we don't know what happened Vegeta, maybe something went wrong with the ship. I found Airzin's key card on her, though I didn't find him or his body. Maybe he did something wrong."
"I don't really give a shit what happened. All I know is that we are stuck on this planet for another three years and four months, and now we have three harpies to deal with. I don't give a shit how you do it, but figure out a way to get them off this fucking planet." Without another word, Vegeta left the room. The other three looked at one another with confusion in their eyes. It's true that their prince had never been the 'nice type', but he had been more irate then usual lately. One would think being stuck on an ice ball of a planet would have pissed off anyone. But Vegeta usually loved it when they didn't have to deal with Frieza and his lackeys.
Punishment, Frieza called it. Sure, ok.
"So, what's up with flame boy?"
"If he hears you call him that, Raditz, he'll blow your head off your body." Nappa walked up to the tank holding the blue haired girl. He wanted a closer look at her. He knew he knew that face from somewhere, but he just couldn't put a name to it. Glancing down at the tanks monitoring system, he saw that she had another ten hours before her injuries would be healed. He supposed that he would wait to ask her name.
"I'm just saying, Nappa. His majesty has been a royal prick lately."
"I don't really care about what makes Vegeta tick right now. I'm trying to figure out where I've seen this blue haired woman before. I don't suppose any one of you numb skulls have a clue do you?" The brothers looked at one another before shaking their heads in unison. It didn't surprise him. They were great allies in battle, but together they didn't have half a brain. "Kakarrot, your skin is blue. I suggest you go change out of your training shorts and into some armor. I'm going to do the same. Raditz, watch the women until I get back, then you can go change as well."
"Yes Sir." He straightened up and lifted his right hand above his eye, in a mock salute. Nappa hit him on the head going by, but Raditz just laughed it off. He always had fun trying to get a rise out of the older man, though it seemed as if the older he got the less he let shit piss him off. Raditz and Kakarrot were both pretty laid back them selves, and that just left the ornery prince. As the last Saiyan's alive, they all had formed a bond to one another; they had become a pack. They trusted one another with their lives, with their secrets, and with their thoughts. But Vegeta hadn't exactly taken well to the bond they had formed all those years ago. He said it was 'below his royal Saiyan blood' to bond with third class soldiers. But Saiyan's by nature were not solitary creatures, and they would slowly go mad from loneliness. Vegeta might not want to admit it, but he needed them as much as they needed him. He was their prince, the last in a long line, and they would follow him into hell and back if necessary. But lately, Raditz was starting to doubt if he would do the same for them, like a pack brother was supposed to.
Well, whatever was going on with him, he hoped he snapped the fuck out of it soon. It had been over a year since he had laid eyes on a woman, and they still had over three years before they got off this planet. It would be nice to keep these three around for a while.
/
Bulma was vaguely aware of a floating sensation taking over her body. She tired to think back to what happened to her, but she could remember nothing but white. Every memory she had was nothing but a blur to her. She almost felt as if someone had drugged her, but that was ridiculous. Who the hell would drug Bulma Briefs? She tried to open her eyes, but her eyelids just wouldn't cooperate with her. It was almost as if she was too tired to lift them. She tired to move her arms and legs, but she felt as if she was pressing against force that was trying to hold her back. She finally realized that she was in some kind of liquid, most likely a rejuvenation tank.
Then it hit her. The crash.
She must have survived it somehow, but how did she get into a rejuvenation tank? Someone must have found her, but she wasn't sure if that was a good thing or not yet. She didn't know how long she floated there, but soon she heard muffled voices coming from the other side of the glass. She could make out three different voices, all male, but she couldn't understand the words. Try as she might she couldn't get the haziness to leave her mind, the painkiller infused within the healing liquid was defiantly working. A click was heard inside the tank as the water started to drain around her. A voice in the back of her mind yelled at her to wake up, to get ready to defend her self, but she was still too drugged for that. The affects of the painkiller might not wear off for another hour or so, so she would just have to pray that someone nice had found her. She heard the glass door pull open, and a strong set of hands detached her from the air tub and wires before lifting her out of the tank and lying her on something soft. She tried to open her eyes but a harsh light made her close them back up instantly.
"Hey miss, can you hear me?" She knew that voice, but she couldn't place it. He sounded nice though, so maybe her prayers were heard.
"Just smack the bitch and wake her up. I what to know what the hell she's doing here." Spoke too soon Bulma.
"I'm not going to hit her, Vegeta. Just give her a minute, she's still under the affects of the drug."
"Son of a-" She moaned, cutting off the rant before it could start. She had a feeling this 'Vegeta' was going to be a royal pain in the ass.
"See, look! She's already coming too, aren't you miss?"
"You're too damn polite for you're own good, Kakarrot. It's going to get your killed one day."
"Awe she can't hurt me, her power level is barely a six. It's more like a rats then a persons." Excuse me? Did this fool just call me a rat?
"Most humans power levels are pathetically low. It's rare that you find one with a power level over five hundred or so."
"So what, you a human expert now Nappa?"
"I told your impudent ass before Raditz, I have traveled to Earth many of times with King Vegeta."
"I'm just saying-"
"Please, please for the love of everything good and holy, shut the hell up. My head it fuckin killing me." She couldn't see them since it was still too bright for her to open her eyes, but she could feel all eyes in the room turn towards her at the sound of her voice. She probably shouldn't have said anything, she was sure they could kill her with a snap of their wrists, but their voices were piercing through her eardrums and making her head throb.
"...Did she really just say that?"
"Now Vegeta, calm down. She's still under the affects of the-"
"I don't give a shit about the fucking drugs! No one talks to me like that and get's away with it!"
"Uh, actually Vegetas, I think she was talking to Nappa and I."
"Oh for fucks sake."
She felt a hand take hold of hers and another one was placed behind her shoulder to help her sit up. She weakly protested, but she new she couldn't just lay there, she had to work the drugs out of her system. It was a work out to try and sit upright, but the hand on her back never left and held her steady. Then she realized she was still wearing her sweat pants and t-shirt, and they were soaking wet, which was not helping her in trying to lift her self up. She finally made it into a sitting position and found her self on a small cot, which was now dripping wet thanks to her. She finally managed to open her eyes and look at the faces before her. Kneeling on the ground in front of her was the man that kept his hand on her back. He was a handsome one all right, especially with the bed head look, and he was quick to smile at her when he realized her eyes were open.
"Well look at that, the little Onna awakens." She turned her head to the right of her, where the voice had come from, but was met with nothing but thigh. The man was huge! He had to be at lest seven foot tall, but she was betting taller. She couldn't see his face because she didn't want to lift her head to look. Besides, she might have sprained a muscle in her neck if she had to look up that far. "Ha! I bet she wouldn't have to even get on her knees, right guys? She's just about the right level." All thoughts left her head at the laughing giants words. Images were recalled to her mind of the brutal attack that she had gone through on the ship. Her body went cold and she lashed out before she even realized what she was doing. Unfortunately, the man that was holding her upright took the brunt of the beating. She lashed out trying to hit him away from her, using her nails to claw at him to let her go, and kicking him when that didn't work.
"Hey! Stop it, lady! What are you doing?" He let go of her and she scrambled as far as she could away from the men, falling off the cot and onto the floor. She backed up against the corner of the wall and curled her self into a ball. The one that helped her up before tried one more time to touch her and she burst into tears, screaming at him.
"No! Don't touch me! Just leave me alone, please! Please don't." Sobbing into her hands, she trembled and tried to make her self fuse with the wall behind her, so they wouldn't be able to touch her.
"Geez guys, what's the matter with her?" Kakarrot stood up from the floor and looked down at his arms. She had actually managed to scratch through his black uniform and draw blood. It didn't hurt, but with a power level like hers, it wasn't expected. He looked over at Nappa and Raditz, but they seemed just as bewildered as he did.
"I think that you buffoons are forgetting the fact that she was found on Airzin's ship. What the hell do you think happened?" Then it clicked in all of their heads at once. Airzin was notorious among his fellow soldiers for his sexual appetite. He would fuck anything and everything wearing a skirt. It didn't matter if she said no; he just took what he wanted.
"Well, now I kinda feel bad about that joke."
"Miss? Listen, we aren't going to hurt you, I promise, so just calm down ok?" She just continued to cry in the corner.
"Just leave her be brother, I'll go get one of the other women to take care of her." Raditz left for the kitchen, where their other guests were currently eating. Though they had both woken up dazed and confused, neither one of them had had a reaction like the blue haired girl. A few minutes later, the brunet from the ship entered the room. Since none of the men had any female clothes, she was once again wrapped in a sheet, though this time she had wrapped her self so it looked more like a toga. Raditz pointed to the corner where Bulma was crying, and the girl rushed over to her side.
"There there, it's ok. These guys aren't going to hurt you." She placed her hand on her shoulder and rubbed it soothingly. After a few minutes, Bulma finally calmed down enough to raise her head and look at the girl. She was so much more beautiful up close, her eyes matching the dark color of her hair perfectly. "Come on sweetie, let's get you cleaned up and into something dry. This is a giant man cave so you're going to have to deal with sheets for now. I'm Chi Chi by the way." She took both of Bulma's hands in her own and pulled her to her feet. Chi Chi was a few inches taller then Bulma's five foot two, so she had to stretch her neck to look over her shoulder at the men behind her. When she saw that all four were looking at her she began to tremble again.
"I wasn't lying when I said we weren't going to hurt you." The man that helped her was smiling at her again as he spoke. She saw the scratches on his arm and she felt bad instantly. He was only trying to help her, and she attacked him, but he still offered her a smile. She decided that she liked him. Though she wasn't too sure about the other three. While the behemoth and one the with the long hair looked like they might be ok, the short one with the flame shaped hair looked like he wanted to burn lasers into her heart.
"If you're going to clean her up then make it fast. I have questions for all three of you and I will not be kept waiting." Yup, she knew it.
What the hell have I gotten my self into?
Well now I hope all you Sayian fans are happy now. I couldn't leave the other three out of the story. I kinda like Nappa and I LOVE Raditz, and of course it wouldn't be a party without Gok- I mean Kakarrot XD You have now idea how many times I almost typed in Goku, but since he was raised as a normal Sayian in this story (well, as normal as they could be raised under Frieza's wings) and has never been to earth, 'Goku' doesn't exist.
So anyway I wanted to add Chi Chi and the other girl into the story to give me more to write about. I love the relationship between Goku and Chi Chi and I wanted to bring some of that into the story. Oh and 20 chocolate chip internet cookies to whoever guesses who the golden haired girl is going to develop a crush on XD
Anyway PLEASE leave a review, I really want to know what you all think about the story.
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A week had passed since Bulma had killed Airzin, and she still got sick whenever she thought about it. After she had scrubbed her self down she realized that it had been in vain. She couldn't just leave the body lying in her lab. She had to move it and clean up the blood. The thought of having to touch the lizard man finally made her lose it and throw up in the shower. After she was done, she resolved her self to the task at hand. She stepped out of the shower and went to one of the cabinets under her workstation and pulled out a tarp. She didn't bother to dress her self. What would be the point? She would do nothing but ruin another set of clothes. She removed a key card that had been hang in off his armor, just incase she needed it, then started the process of wrapping his body up. It took her awhile, but she finally managed to wrap his body in the tarp and drag it to the emergency air lock chamber. This was installed in the ship incase they had to purge something quickly. Though she was sure it was used to dump more bodies then anything else. We'll I'm not breaking tradition then. It took her over an hour to wrap up the body and drag it into the air lock chamber. She pressed down on the release handle and watched as her rapper's body was sucked into the vacuum that was space. Bye, fuck face.
She spent the next hour cleaning up the blood and picking up the pieces of broken mirror that were on the floor. When she was done you would have never be able to tell that there was any kind of fight at all. The only thing that showed anything was out of order was the broken mirror that was hanging on the wall. She decided to rectify that. She finished breaking the pieces off the frame the removed the whole thing, dumping it in the trash. She stepped into the shower one last time to rinse the blood off, but she wanted to shower in her own bathroom where all of her soaps and shampoos were. Once the blood was rinsed off she walked dripping wet up to her quarters on the second floor. After once again scrubbing her self raw, she threw on a pair of sweat pants and a white T-shirt with Capsule Corps logo on it and walked back down to the control panel. She had deciphered some of the strange symbols over the last two weeks, but she had never had enough time to her self to sit down and really look over the panel.
Well she was on her own now so she needed to get up to speed, fast. She needed to know how to run this thing. She was sure getting to Frieza's ship wouldn't be much of a problem since Airzin had set the course when they took off from earth, but she didn't have any idea if it could dock it's self with the bigger ship when she got there. So she had spent the last week messing around with the control panel and anything else on the ship that had the same symbols on them. She figured out how the system worked, so she didn't think that she would have a problem docking. Now she had to come up with a story on why her bodyguard was dead. She supposed the safest way to go was to flat out tell the truth. Somehow she thought that Airzin was off his rocker when he attacked her. Frieza wanted her and he wouldn't let a lowly soldier have her before he got his hands on her. So, if she told him what happened and how she lashed out in rage, he would most likely forgive her, especially if she had a working prototype of the gravity room with her. She had lost a week of work making sure that she learned this strange language, and she needed to get back to work. She got up from the 'captains chair', as she had dubbed it, and walked over to her station in the lab. She still had to work on the electrical system, and then get the worker bots to start attaching the shell to the frame of the gravity room. She was going to need better clothes then the t-shirt and sweat pants ensemble she had been wearing for the last week. It wasn't the same shirt and pants mind you, she bathed every day and did her laundry, but since that lizard man had touched her she just couldn't bring her self to wear anything else she had packed.
She made her way up the stairs to the second level, intent on going right to her room, when something made her stop. She had been so intent on learning how to operate the ship that she never once thought about checking the dead mans privet quarters for anything she might need, or anything that she might be able to use. She had to admit to her self that she was curious about what the lizard man had in his room, so she walked right past her door and moved to stand in front of his. She hesitated for a moment, wondering if was she was doing was right, and if she could handle what lay beyond the door. She shook her head to clear her thoughts. What the hell could he have in there that could scare her now? The man was dead, and he had raped her. She didn't give a damn about if it was right or wrong to go into his quarters. So she used the key card that she had taken off his body to open the door and stepped into the room. She was shocked at what she found.
Nothing.
Absolutely nothing but a bed and one dresser in the room. The walls were painted a smoky gray color, and the bed, more like cot, only had one thin pillow on it and one blanket. Perplexed, she decided to venture father into the room and make sure her eyes weren't playing tricks on her. From the outside she had estimated that his room had to be about the same side as hers given the wall space and in between, but in reality it was less then half of the size of her room. She was thinking more like a quarter. That doesn't make any sense. There's a good twenty-five feet of wall between where my room ends and where his begins. They could have fit a whole other room in-between the two. It was strange all right, but she had other things to do besides wonder about some unaccounted wall to the fact that she wasn't going to find anything in here, she left his room intent on going right to her room to change. When she passed the space between her room and his, the key card she still held in her hand lit up. That's strange; these things only light up when they're near a lock. She took a step back from the wall, and the light when out, and when she took a step towards the wall it lit up again. She passed the key across the wall to see what would happen. At first noting did, but then the card let out a small beep and the wall started to move. Jack pot. When the wall had moved totally out of the way a light switched on in the room before her, and she almost dropped to her knees.
Inside the room were two tanks filled with a milky substance, and floating in the liquid were two women. One looked like a human with black hair, around her age. The other was not human, the first give away was the beautiful shade of green her skin was, the second was the pointed ears she had on either side of her head. She had no idea how old this beautiful creature could be. By human standards probably the same as the other girl, but only God knew since she had no idea what species she was.
Once Bulma had collected her self she walked over to the tank holding the brunet and saw the same symbols on it as the control panel had. She stared at them until the words started to make since and she realized that these women were in cryogenics tanks, allowing them to travel long distances without having to eat, sleep, essentially live. The symbols on the screen indicated that these women were to be awakened in five moths and one week. The same time that she was due to arrive at Frieza's ship. Then it hit her. Both of these women where very beautiful, and it had only taken Airzin two months to get to earth to retrieve her. He must have been out already on a mission, to pick up these women to take back to Frieza. It looks like I'm not going to be the only new whore on the ship. She gave a bitter chuckle at her dark thought and walked over to the green woman's tank. Up close she could see through the milky liquid that the woman's hair was a beautiful shade of gold. It was no wonder Frieza wanted this one to him self. She wondered what color her eyes would be if she were awake.
Then, in an almost deja vu scenario, she found her self flat on her back on the floor, but this time it wasn't from the jump. They had jumped two days before Airzin's attack on her, so the engine hadn't saved up enough power to do it again. She got up on her hands and knees before she was knocked over again. This time she heard as well as felt the impact. Something had hit the ship twice, and a third time as she staggered to her feet. She held on to the wall for support as an alarm started to sound through the ship and red warning lights starting going off like a bad disco movie. Holding onto the wall and bannister on the stairs, she made her way down to the control panel, where warnings were flashing across the screen. It took Bulma a minute to decipher that the ships engine had taken a hit as well as the right ruder. She started typing commands into the computer when a shadow passed over her. Looking up and out the glass wall, she realized what had hit the ship. She was in the middle of a meteor shower. The one that just passed before her was the size of a pickup truck, and she was sure it had friends, bigger ones at that. She started to punch in the commands to make the ship go higher when it was hit again, and this time it didn't just hit the engine; it took it clean off. Another hit sent the ship spinning out of control and sent Bulma skidding painfully across the floor into the glass wall. Leaning against the glass she tried to stand, but the ship had tilted forward and she could not get to her feet. Supplies scattered and rolled across the floor towards her, including her work bench and her chair, which missed her right arm by only a few inches as it slammed into the glass next to her.
Turning her head she saw that the ship was heading towards a planet at a dangerous speed. Somehow she had to make her way back to the control panel and get control of the ship. Without an engine she realized it would be impossible, but she had to try. Inch by painful inch she crawled on her belly towards the control panel as the planet drew near, desperate to stop the ship from crashing. There was so much in life she wanted to do yet. She had never truly fallen in love, and that was on the top of her list. She had really only had one man in her life, Yamcha, back home. They had dated for almost ten years, since she was sixteen, and she was sure for the longest time that they were going to get married one day and raise a family of their own. That is until a few months back, before Yamara had betrayed her, when she surprised him at his apartment with dinner, and got a surprise of her own. Yamcha, sitting on the couch, with one of his bass ball teams cheerleaders ridding him like a fuckin wild buck. They didn't even notice her until she started screaming and throwing everything she could get her hands on at them. She told the little blond tramp that she could keep him and she walked out the door. He tried calling but she refused his calls, he even tried to stop by the office twice, and both times had left with boot prints on his ass from Juu. She had not seen him since, and she couldn't have cared less. She realized after they broke up, that she hadn't really been in love with him. She had loved him yes, but she stayed with him for the fact that they had been together for so long, it seemed like a waste to break up with him after all the years they had been together. But he took care of that for her, so in some small way she was great full for that. She wanted her chance at true, heartbreaking, soul scorching love. And damn it if she was going to die before she could find it!
She finally reached the control panel and pulled her self up onto her knees as best as she could and started to type commands into the machine. The engine was gone, but she still had the main thrusters on the undercarriage of the ship, the ones that had launched them off the Earth three weeks ago. If she could get them started, then maybe she could save the ship and put out some sort of emergency signal for help. "Come on, come on. Work you piece of shit!" But it didn't matter how much she yelled, or how hard she punched the keys, the thrusters wouldn't turn on. She felt the ship being pulled into the atmosphere, and then gravity took over, pulling the ship towards the ground. She raised her head to watch her death. If she was going to die, she was going to face it head on. As the ship fell further she realized that the planet she was about to crash in was covered in snow, there was not one inch of land that wasn't crisp white. The only other color she could see amongst the pure iridescence was green. She vaguely wondered if the trees that were about to witness her death were anything like the pine trees back on earth. She loved pine trees. They reminded her of Christmas, her mother's favorite time of year.
At the thought of her mother, an idea popped into her head. It was a long shot, and there was no guarantee that it would save her from death, but she punched a few more commands into the control panel. She watched as a blue pulse flashed though the ship, seconds before the ship impacted the earth. After that, she could remember nothing but the iridescent snow that was about to become her final resting place.
/
Four pairs of onyx eyes turned at once towards the sound of the explosion. About two miles from their temporary residence, a thick black cloud of smoke roes up towards the sky, temporarily blocking out the sun. The air was soon filled with the smell of burning wood.
"What the fuck was that?"
"I have no idea."
"You don't think he sent someone to finish us off, do you?"
"Fool, if he wanted us dead we would have been months ago. And besides, did you not see that that ship crashed into the damn planet? If he were going to send someone to kill us I highly doubt that they would make such a spectacle of them selves."
"Maybe we should go check and see if there are survivors."
"By all means, brother. Go check."
"You guys won't come with me?"
"You're the youngest, you get to do the dirty work. Now move your ass before I kick it."
"Ugh, fine." The youngest of the four men left the table they were currently eating lunch at and flew out the open window. He wanted to check and see if anyone had lived through the horrific crash, though it was highly doubted, but he wanted to eat his lunch too. There was no doubt in his mind that by the time he came back, his portion of the food would have been eaten by his pack brothers. "Damn, and I'm really hungry too." He flew in the direction of the crash, wind whipping at his face and skin. He supposed that he should have threw on something a little more practical for the cold then just his training shorts, but the faster he got done at the crash site the faster he could go hunting to catch something else to eat. I'm not going to let any of those bastards have any either.
As he flew above the ship, he was startled to realize that it hadn't been totally destroyed in the crash; in fact it was mostly intact. The only thing wrong with it was the engine was missing and one of the rudders was damaged. He started to lower him self down to get inside the ship when he felt a shock go through his feet and up through his body. That's when he noticed the force field that was currently around the ship. It must have been the reason that it hadn't totally exploded on impacted, but that made it difficult for him to get inside it. He lowered him self to the ground and puzzled over how he was going to get inside. Well now what do I- he didn't get a chance to finish the thought before the force field flickered once, then twice, then the ship lost all power and it went down completely. He wasted no time. The ship was tilted into the ground nose first, so he had to fly back up to get to the main entrance platform on the bottom of the ship. He did not have the wrist control for this ship, so he ripped the platform out of the floor and entered the ship. It was a disaster zone in there. The first thing he noticed was the giant rounded metal frame that was tilted on its side and leaning on a set of stairs. It looked like a ship that had not been put together all the way, but then again he was no scientist, and it could have been anything. Beyond the metal frame was where the real mess began. Desks, papers, tools, and things he had no idea what to even call them were all piled on top of one another towards the front of the ship. He was sure that if anyone had been down on the main level when it crashed, they were going to be in that pile of derbies.
"Hello? Is anyone in here? Can anyone hear me?" He yelled as he stared moving the derbies about looking for any sign of life. He was just about to give up when he heard a low moan coming from his left. He reached out with his mind further and found a very low ki, so low he was amazed that the being could be alive at all. He stared digging right above where he felt the ki. "Hey! Come on I heard you, just hold on a little longer." He heard them moan again, indicating that they heard, then, out of the rubble came a small, humanoid looking hand. He took hold of it and gently pulled. He was very surprised to find a beautiful woman with teal colored hair. He pulled her the rest of the way out of the rubble, causing a cry of pain to escape her lips. He looked down and realized both her legs were broken, as well as her right hand. He gently lifted her into his arms and reached out with his mind to his brother.
"Raditz, we have a live one here, but she's injured. Can you ready one of the tanks?"
"Is she pretty?"
"Raditz!"
"Alright, alright, I'm on it."
"Hey lady, can you hear me? Is there anyone else on this ship?" She opened her eyes for the first time, and he was pleasantly suppressed to find that her eyes matched her hair. She opened her mouth to answer him but all she did was cough up some blood on his chest. Even though she was in great pain she still managed to look embarrassed. "Don't worry about it, I've had worse spat on me. Now is there anyone else here?"
"..T-two... Up s-st-" She went into another coughing fit.
Two more? I won't be able to carry them all back if they are injured. He had to check and see if they were still alive before he called out for help. If he called someone out here for dead bodies, they might turn him into one.
"Listen lady, I'm going to set you down for a minute and go find them ok? I'll be back." He set her down on one of the over turned filing cabinets and flew to the second level. It only took him a second to find the tanks the women had been in. One of the tanks had been detached in the crash and had broken open, leaving the naked woman in a tangle of wires and tubes and covered in cuts from the broken glass. The other take had not broken open but it had cracks all over and was slowly spelling the milky liquid forth. He fisted his hand and finished the job. He checked each girl for a pulse to make sure they were alive, then darted out of the room to find something to cover them in. He wouldn't be able to save them if he died from embarrassment. He lifted his nose in the air and searched for the same sent that the girl from down stairs had. He found it coming from his right. He entered her quarters and ripped off the sheets from the bed. He returned to the room, detangled the women from the wires and tubes and wrapped them in the sheets.
"Hey Raditz, better make that two tanks. There's two more girls here and another one is injured.
"You know his highness isn't going to like this."
"I'll deal with him later, please just get the tanks ready. Then get you're ass out here, I need help with them, they're all unconscious."
/
"So, what do you plan on doing with them Kakarrot?" A short, flamed hard man stood next to the young Saiyan as they watched the two women floating in the rejuvenation tanks. The third was lying on a small cot on the opposite wall.
"I really don't know Vegeta. I just know I couldn't let them stay out there to die."
"How do you know they would die Kakarrot? We don't even know what species they are."
"Prince Vegeta, the two in the tank are humans, and the one on the cot is a Chamylon. " A man of gargantuan stature came up behind the two, watching the young women as well. There was something about that blue haired Onna that struck him as familiar.
"How the hell do you know that Nappa?" The last of the group asked. Raditz stood next to the green skinned girl on the cot, watching her breath. He liked the color of her hair.
"I accompanied King Vegeta a few times when he traveled. We came across Chamel-sai, where the green skinned one is from. The humans are from a planet called Earth. Chamel-sai is not yet under Frieza's control. But Frieza sent your father and I to Earth a few times on...recovery missions. It's also where he get's most of his scientists from. Seems they are a pretty smart race."
"Apparently not smart enough to avoid crashing into a giant planet."
"Well we don't know what happened Vegeta, maybe something went wrong with the ship. I found Airzin's key card on her, though I didn't find him or his body. Maybe he did something wrong."
"I don't really give a shit what happened. All I know is that we are stuck on this planet for another three years and four months, and now we have three harpies to deal with. I don't give a shit how you do it, but figure out a way to get them off this fucking planet." Without another word, Vegeta left the room. The other three looked at one another with confusion in their eyes. It's true that their prince had never been the 'nice type', but he had been more irate then usual lately. One would think being stuck on an ice ball of a planet would have pissed off anyone. But Vegeta usually loved it when they didn't have to deal with Frieza and his lackeys.
Punishment, Frieza called it. Sure, ok.
"So, what's up with flame boy?"
"If he hears you call him that, Raditz, he'll blow your head off your body." Nappa walked up to the tank holding the blue haired girl. He wanted a closer look at her. He knew he knew that face from somewhere, but he just couldn't put a name to it. Glancing down at the tanks monitoring system, he saw that she had another ten hours before her injuries would be healed. He supposed that he would wait to ask her name.
"I'm just saying, Nappa. His majesty has been a royal prick lately."
"I don't really care about what makes Vegeta tick right now. I'm trying to figure out where I've seen this blue haired woman before. I don't suppose any one of you numb skulls have a clue do you?" The brothers looked at one another before shaking their heads in unison. It didn't surprise him. They were great allies in battle, but together they didn't have half a brain. "Kakarrot, your skin is blue. I suggest you go change out of your training shorts and into some armor. I'm going to do the same. Raditz, watch the women until I get back, then you can go change as well."
"Yes Sir." He straightened up and lifted his right hand above his eye, in a mock salute. Nappa hit him on the head going by, but Raditz just laughed it off. He always had fun trying to get a rise out of the older man, though it seemed as if the older he got the less he let shit piss him off. Raditz and Kakarrot were both pretty laid back them selves, and that just left the ornery prince. As the last Saiyan's alive, they all had formed a bond to one another; they had become a pack. They trusted one another with their lives, with their secrets, and with their thoughts. But Vegeta hadn't exactly taken well to the bond they had formed all those years ago. He said it was 'below his royal Saiyan blood' to bond with third class soldiers. But Saiyan's by nature were not solitary creatures, and they would slowly go mad from loneliness. Vegeta might not want to admit it, but he needed them as much as they needed him. He was their prince, the last in a long line, and they would follow him into hell and back if necessary. But lately, Raditz was starting to doubt if he would do the same for them, like a pack brother was supposed to.
Well, whatever was going on with him, he hoped he snapped the fuck out of it soon. It had been over a year since he had laid eyes on a woman, and they still had over three years before they got off this planet. It would be nice to keep these three around for a while.
/
Bulma was vaguely aware of a floating sensation taking over her body. She tired to think back to what happened to her, but she could remember nothing but white. Every memory she had was nothing but a blur to her. She almost felt as if someone had drugged her, but that was ridiculous. Who the hell would drug Bulma Briefs? She tried to open her eyes, but her eyelids just wouldn't cooperate with her. It was almost as if she was too tired to lift them. She tired to move her arms and legs, but she felt as if she was pressing against force that was trying to hold her back. She finally realized that she was in some kind of liquid, most likely a rejuvenation tank.
Then it hit her. The crash.
She must have survived it somehow, but how did she get into a rejuvenation tank? Someone must have found her, but she wasn't sure if that was a good thing or not yet. She didn't know how long she floated there, but soon she heard muffled voices coming from the other side of the glass. She could make out three different voices, all male, but she couldn't understand the words. Try as she might she couldn't get the haziness to leave her mind, the painkiller infused within the healing liquid was defiantly working. A click was heard inside the tank as the water started to drain around her. A voice in the back of her mind yelled at her to wake up, to get ready to defend her self, but she was still too drugged for that. The affects of the painkiller might not wear off for another hour or so, so she would just have to pray that someone nice had found her. She heard the glass door pull open, and a strong set of hands detached her from the air tub and wires before lifting her out of the tank and lying her on something soft. She tried to open her eyes but a harsh light made her close them back up instantly.
"Hey miss, can you hear me?" She knew that voice, but she couldn't place it. He sounded nice though, so maybe her prayers were heard.
"Just smack the bitch and wake her up. I what to know what the hell she's doing here." Spoke too soon Bulma.
"I'm not going to hit her, Vegeta. Just give her a minute, she's still under the affects of the drug."
"Son of a-" She moaned, cutting off the rant before it could start. She had a feeling this 'Vegeta' was going to be a royal pain in the ass.
"See, look! She's already coming too, aren't you miss?"
"You're too damn polite for you're own good, Kakarrot. It's going to get your killed one day."
"Awe she can't hurt me, her power level is barely a six. It's more like a rats then a persons." Excuse me? Did this fool just call me a rat?
"Most humans power levels are pathetically low. It's rare that you find one with a power level over five hundred or so."
"So what, you a human expert now Nappa?"
"I told your impudent ass before Raditz, I have traveled to Earth many of times with King Vegeta."
"I'm just saying-"
"Please, please for the love of everything good and holy, shut the hell up. My head it fuckin killing me." She couldn't see them since it was still too bright for her to open her eyes, but she could feel all eyes in the room turn towards her at the sound of her voice. She probably shouldn't have said anything, she was sure they could kill her with a snap of their wrists, but their voices were piercing through her eardrums and making her head throb.
"...Did she really just say that?"
"Now Vegeta, calm down. She's still under the affects of the-"
"I don't give a shit about the fucking drugs! No one talks to me like that and get's away with it!"
"Uh, actually Vegetas, I think she was talking to Nappa and I."
"Oh for fucks sake."
She felt a hand take hold of hers and another one was placed behind her shoulder to help her sit up. She weakly protested, but she new she couldn't just lay there, she had to work the drugs out of her system. It was a work out to try and sit upright, but the hand on her back never left and held her steady. Then she realized she was still wearing her sweat pants and t-shirt, and they were soaking wet, which was not helping her in trying to lift her self up. She finally made it into a sitting position and found her self on a small cot, which was now dripping wet thanks to her. She finally managed to open her eyes and look at the faces before her. Kneeling on the ground in front of her was the man that kept his hand on her back. He was a handsome one all right, especially with the bed head look, and he was quick to smile at her when he realized her eyes were open.
"Well look at that, the little Onna awakens." She turned her head to the right of her, where the voice had come from, but was met with nothing but thigh. The man was huge! He had to be at lest seven foot tall, but she was betting taller. She couldn't see his face because she didn't want to lift her head to look. Besides, she might have sprained a muscle in her neck if she had to look up that far. "Ha! I bet she wouldn't have to even get on her knees, right guys? She's just about the right level." All thoughts left her head at the laughing giants words. Images were recalled to her mind of the brutal attack that she had gone through on the ship. Her body went cold and she lashed out before she even realized what she was doing. Unfortunately, the man that was holding her upright took the brunt of the beating. She lashed out trying to hit him away from her, using her nails to claw at him to let her go, and kicking him when that didn't work.
"Hey! Stop it, lady! What are you doing?" He let go of her and she scrambled as far as she could away from the men, falling off the cot and onto the floor. She backed up against the corner of the wall and curled her self into a ball. The one that helped her up before tried one more time to touch her and she burst into tears, screaming at him.
"No! Don't touch me! Just leave me alone, please! Please don't." Sobbing into her hands, she trembled and tried to make her self fuse with the wall behind her, so they wouldn't be able to touch her.
"Geez guys, what's the matter with her?" Kakarrot stood up from the floor and looked down at his arms. She had actually managed to scratch through his black uniform and draw blood. It didn't hurt, but with a power level like hers, it wasn't expected. He looked over at Nappa and Raditz, but they seemed just as bewildered as he did.
"I think that you buffoons are forgetting the fact that she was found on Airzin's ship. What the hell do you think happened?" Then it clicked in all of their heads at once. Airzin was notorious among his fellow soldiers for his sexual appetite. He would fuck anything and everything wearing a skirt. It didn't matter if she said no; he just took what he wanted.
"Well, now I kinda feel bad about that joke."
"Miss? Listen, we aren't going to hurt you, I promise, so just calm down ok?" She just continued to cry in the corner.
"Just leave her be brother, I'll go get one of the other women to take care of her." Raditz left for the kitchen, where their other guests were currently eating. Though they had both woken up dazed and confused, neither one of them had had a reaction like the blue haired girl. A few minutes later, the brunet from the ship entered the room. Since none of the men had any female clothes, she was once again wrapped in a sheet, though this time she had wrapped her self so it looked more like a toga. Raditz pointed to the corner where Bulma was crying, and the girl rushed over to her side.
"There there, it's ok. These guys aren't going to hurt you." She placed her hand on her shoulder and rubbed it soothingly. After a few minutes, Bulma finally calmed down enough to raise her head and look at the girl. She was so much more beautiful up close, her eyes matching the dark color of her hair perfectly. "Come on sweetie, let's get you cleaned up and into something dry. This is a giant man cave so you're going to have to deal with sheets for now. I'm Chi Chi by the way." She took both of Bulma's hands in her own and pulled her to her feet. Chi Chi was a few inches taller then Bulma's five foot two, so she had to stretch her neck to look over her shoulder at the men behind her. When she saw that all four were looking at her she began to tremble again.
"I wasn't lying when I said we weren't going to hurt you." The man that helped her was smiling at her again as he spoke. She saw the scratches on his arm and she felt bad instantly. He was only trying to help her, and she attacked him, but he still offered her a smile. She decided that she liked him. Though she wasn't too sure about the other three. While the behemoth and one the with the long hair looked like they might be ok, the short one with the flame shaped hair looked like he wanted to burn lasers into her heart.
"If you're going to clean her up then make it fast. I have questions for all three of you and I will not be kept waiting." Yup, she knew it.
What the hell have I gotten my self into?
Well now I hope all you Sayian fans are happy now. I couldn't leave the other three out of the story. I kinda like Nappa and I LOVE Raditz, and of course it wouldn't be a party without Gok- I mean Kakarrot XD You have now idea how many times I almost typed in Goku, but since he was raised as a normal Sayian in this story (well, as normal as they could be raised under Frieza's wings) and has never been to earth, 'Goku' doesn't exist.
So anyway I wanted to add Chi Chi and the other girl into the story to give me more to write about. I love the relationship between Goku and Chi Chi and I wanted to bring some of that into the story. Oh and 20 chocolate chip internet cookies to whoever guesses who the golden haired girl is going to develop a crush on XD
Anyway PLEASE leave a review, I really want to know what you all think about the story.
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