Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Bend. I will not break. ❯ Help me. ( Chapter 30 )

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BEND. I WILL NOT BREAK. CHAPTER 30 – HELP ME

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN DRAGONBALL/Z/GT.ALL CHARACTERS ARE A PRODUCT OF AKIRA TORIYAMA.This story may contain Nudity, Sexual Themes, Violence/Gore, Strong Language, Ideologically Sensitive.

A/N: -thought- "speech"


-Planet Tundra-

A few more weeks passed and Bulma was sitting in her room plotting a plan of escape when two guards brought in her battered and wounded friend or 'her new pet' as Frieza so put it. She looked him over after the guards left. He looked malnourished and all of his wounds seemed to be superficial and recent. The guards that brought him to her were most likely responsible. She bent down to try and pull him up, but soon found that she was impaired by the ki bracelet she wore. It seems that while she slept someone had 'graciously' swapped her ki restraints. She knelt down at his side after she had gathered up a few cloths from her bathroom and a bowl with warm water in which to clean his wounds.

After completing her patch job on the younger man she reached up to her temple feeling no sign of the inhibitors. She made an attempt to use her mental tendrils to raise her friend, but was unsuccessful. –A mental inhibitor must have been installed into the bracelet as well. Damn!-

It looked as though she would have to wait until Goku came to before she could get him to a more comfortable place. She brought her bedding down to the floor to cover him and took a seat on the floor against the wall beside him.

-Now all I have to do is wait.- She thought as a plan was already hatching inside her head. She would get Goku out of here somehow and then he could tell Vegeta where she was.

During her scheming thoughts several questions itched in the back of her mind. –Why wasn't Frieza surprised to see another saiyan alive? Or… Better yet… Why didn't he probe her for more information on being allied with a crew of saiyans? And… Who was this saiyan that supposedly betrayed me?-


-Frieza's Throne Room-

"I do hope that she's enjoying her new toy." Frieza hissed softy to himself.

"Ah, Vegeta… long time no see." The lord's sickly sweet voices echoed of the walls of the empty room. "Why after all this time to do you choose to contact me directly. I thought that you've made a life out of hiding from me."

"Do you have the woman?" The spiky haired man asked seeking confirmation.

"Why yes and I believe I have you to thank for that. How about we set aside these pleasantries and you tell me what it is that you want." Frieza cut the chase to get to the point of this unexpected transmission.

"Very well then. I want her death." The stoic saiyan chose to lay his cards on the table and tell the lizard his wish.

"My, my, aren't we the blood thirsty one? Mmm… I'm sorry, my dear friend, I can't do that." The lord said in an amused and melodic tone.

"And why not? She is a mere girl…" The saiyan tried to reason with the frigid lord.

"Stop whining! You're supposed to be king!" He scolded the elder Vegeta.

"She carries my heir and until the day I grow tired of her she will remain unharmed." He smirked devilishly. " I am so sorry to disappoint." He put on a fake pout and the king tried to hide his disgust.

"Ta ta, Vegeta." Frieza cut the feed on the view screen and stared at its darkened face. –I'll be seeing you soon monkey king.-


-Bulma's Quarters-

Goku woke to find Bulma seated beside him. The beating he had sustained was much in comparison to many of the battles that he had been in. Having the ki restrains on made him weak and it was harder for him to recoup his health with his overdeveloped healing abilities being affected by ki suppression.

"Bulma? What are you doing in the cell block?" Goku asked weakly.

"We're in my room. Frieza has allowed you to stay here as a gift to me." She said quietly as she shook with a combination of disgust and rage; the second sentence she laced thickly with sarcasm.

"Bulma are you alright?" He said in concern for his friend and raised himself to a sit up.

"No. No Kakarott, I'm not alright." She took a deep breath and told him about all that had happened since they were separated on Asorna.

Bulma then told him about her plan and how she would need certain tools to deactivate their restraints. She went into detail about the plan of escape and how she had drawn up plans to for an incubator pod to house the developing fetus. She decided to leave out just how the fetus would get into the incubator until later.

Goku had agreed to help her and moved to stand and Bulma was instantly at his side helping him to stand. She helped him into the extra bedroom that adjoined her living room and put him to bed.


A FEW MONTHS LATER…


Months had passed and Bulma was able to use some of her brother's old contacts on the ship to get the tools she needed. Frieza told her that she would be watched, but evidentially she wasn't being as 'closely' watched as she should have been. A few more days and the incubator pod would be complete and this whole mess would be a distant memory.


-Planet Osiria-

ChiChi had begun her daily pacing of the grounds of the fortress as was her daily routine. She had become anxious to get her mate and was ready to start this war off prematurely to get him back if she had to. "We have to wait because his highness had yet to reach his unobtainable level of super saiyan. Pah! As if such a thing were real! If it is I'll be old and wrinkly or long gone and dead before he reaches it!" ChiChi grumbled not knowing that Melowsh and Eighteen were behind her.

"My lady, I know you are upset, but realize that the prince is going about this smartly. He is waiting until we have the best possible chance at winning and retrieving your mate as well as lady Bulma. You may not see it, but know this he suffers greatly." Melowsh chose to end his words feeling that it would be disrespectful to tell of the prince's personal feelings as well as his burdens.

"He is right princess. Please don't do anything irrational." Eighteen pleaded knowing full well that the princess would rain down fire and brimstone with her rants.

"You're both right. It's just hard for me to sit here and wait while I know exactly where he is and that he needs my help. Who knows of the pain and terrible things that he is experiencing?" ChiChi's words came out strangled at first and then she broke forth into a full out sob as she fell to the floor. Her strength left her as if it were leeched away.

Eighteen was at her side in a flash to console the princess. –She finally let go of the tight hold she had on her pain. No. It became too much and it broke from her grasp.-


-Planet Tundra-

"Okay, Kakarott its time." Bulma said as she made quick work of their binds.

Kakarott shot a blast at the ki resistant wall. It reflected back and hit him dead on and exploding on impact. Bulma could feel her strength returning and she rushed to pick up her stunned and charred, but otherwise unhurt friend. "Now Kakarott, when we get out of here you have to act the part of a severely wounded man okay."

"I'll try Bulma, but so hard not to laugh when I'm trying to be serious." Goku laughed nervously.

"Okay, How about this as an incentive? If you utter the slightest giggle we're dead! D-E-A-D, dead!" Bulma fumed at the saiyan thinking this is really not the time.

Goku covered his mouth to suppress a chuckle. "I'm sorry. It's just you should have seen your face!"

Bulma growled loudly and glared at the burned man before her. Goku finally got the hint.
"Okay, okay. I'm good now." He said as his face looked solemn and sullen. Then he lulled his head to the side and began moaning in pain.

"Hey, that's pretty good." Bulma said in approval.

"Ugh, it's not that. I'm soo hungry." Goku exclaimed as he wailed at his stomach pain.


HOURS LATER…


Bulma had put Goku in the regen tank to heal all of his preexisting and current injuries. She would need him as full health if this was to work. His short term in the tank revitalized him and he felt better than he had in months. -Now to finish the plan.- He thought as he turned to Bulma.

She had a look on her face that said she had to tell him something that she knew he wasn't going to like. She lay down on an examination table and raised her shirt. "This is what we came here for not do it." She barked.

He hesitated before he approached her. "Cut me! We don't have time to think about this anymore. Just do it!" She said through gritted teeth.

He formed a small ball of ki at the tip of his index finger and ran it down her middle. She gasped and panted trying her best not to cry out in agony. Blood trickled down her pale sides and the faint slap of it could be heard as it fell from the table to hit the floor. Bulma focused on that sound and tried to tune out the pain.

Goku pulled back the blood soaked flesh and gazed upon the unborn and under developed child he carefully cut it from her pain racked body and gently placed the crimson stained form into the incubation pod that its mother had constructed for its safe transport from this horror of a place.

"Bulma, it's got a furry brown tail." He said with a hint of smile in his voice before his features hardened over again. As Bulma looked to Goku tears rolled down her cheeks, but they weren't tears of pain.

With the precious cargo secured, Goku turned back to his friend. He noticed her bone white pallor and knew that he had to act quickly or she could die. He opened a regen tank and placed her inside. If her plan was to work then they would need her alive to see its success.


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