Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Breathe Today, Tomorrow Unknown ❯ Breaking Point ( Chapter 9 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

As I have mentioned before, I have had a death in the family. Thank you for all of the nice private messages I have gotten from you guys, and thank you for the comments; I really appreciate it all. I bought a computer, a cheap one at that, so there will be more spelling errors than normal, since I am not quite used to this keyboard yet. It's funny how we get used to a keyboard. When I was at the store, I was trying all of them out, and without having to spend a billion dollars, this one was the one that felt the most like my broken one. Darn you Blue Screen On Death!

Oh yes, so since I did get the BSOD, all of my outlines of this story is lost, but I do still remember some of it, so here we go!

I wasn't sure how long my eyes were open for. I have had them opened since Vegeta had gotten up and gone to 'work'. Had I been staring at the ceiling for a couple minutes or hours? Did it even matter? I had been through so much in the past few days that I couldn't even keep track of time, which I was usually good at. My life had been turned upside down yet again. I no longer wondered if it would go back to how it was before, because I knew it would never be the same, no matter how hard I tried. Even if Vegeta were to say "Oh, hey there Bulma, I have been a real jackass, go back to being my usual slave. By the way, I suck", it would never be the same. What had happened, happened. The only thing I had to decide now was how my future was going to be.

With a huff, I turned to my side to face the wall. In my old room, I would be looking directly out the window from across the room at a beautiful sky. Here, I was just looking at a wall. Oh what a sight this wall was, all black and such. It matched Vegeta's soul and eyes quite nicely.

As my eyes rolled, I began to bite my cheek in the process as I started to think of a plan of escaping. It was then I realized how starved I was. I hadn't eaten anything in days, how was my body even functioning? With all of the hardcore torture it had gone through, it was amazing how I was still able to move around. Was this what it was like to survive in a Human body? I had always pegged us to be weak, but this was far from it. Did every Human experience this or was it just me? Either way, it was amazing.

Taking my legs to hang over the bed, I began to lift my upper body up to sit upright. Painfully picking up my arms, I held them over my head and pushed upward into a full stretch. Wincing from the pain, it was all worth it when I had finished. Even just a simple stretch made me feel over nine thousand times better than before.

I heard the beeping again.

Quickly getting back into my laying position, I glared at the door to see who would arrive. When the door opened, my eyes widened.

It was the girl from yesterday, back to clean the room.

Before the girl saw me, I quickly placed my once cuffed wrist back into the position it was in when she last saw me. When the girl was fully in the room, she glanced a sad glance at me before getting on with her day, not bothering to close the door since she thought I was bound to the bed. I guess Vegeta didn't tell her I'd be loose.

"We didn't make a mess, so the only thing you really have to do is make sure the floors look nice. There's a broom in the back of the closet." I spoke in a monotone voice.

"How do you know all of this stuff?" her voice was soft as she glanced my way before going to the closet.

"I used to be you." I saddened my voice to sound human to her.

"Oh." She looked over her shoulder once more at me, but this time she kept the stare. I could see the worry in her eyes, she was questioning her future. Looking at me, she probably saw where she might end up. I could see her eyes start to glisten before she tore her eyes off of me, making her way into the closet.

I had to move.

Forcing myself to get up, I hobbled as fast as I could until I reached the door, quietly shutting it behind me and praying that Vegeta had also forgot to mention to the girl that the code had changed. When I heard the girl punch in codes to no avail, leading to pounding on the door, I let out a sigh of relief. This was my chance, most likely my only chance, to escape. I was taking it.

As I made my way down the hallway to the other door it was then I realized I was still naked. My body had cuts and bruises everywhere. I looked terrible. I didn't know how I was going to make my way through the palace like this, but I would have to try. When I finally reached the door, practically tripping in the process, I prayed that the code leading out was the same. Frantically punching in the code, my body tensed up as I hit the 'enter' key.

Nothing.

My heart, stomache, and entire being sank to the floor as tears began to form in my eyes. The little hope that I had was already being taken away from me. It would only be a matter of time before whoever was watching the girl would come in and see what was taking so long.

I was going to be punished for this, I knew it. I was going to have Vegeta punish the living shit out of me, and I knew it wasn't going to be a punishment of death. I cringed just thinking about it. I couldn't take anymore of him doing the things he was doing to me, I just couldn't. My body was exhausted, as was my mind and soul. Why did I risk an escape? Why didn't I plan this out better? Just, why.

Tightening my hand into a fist, I began to bang on the door that I sat against. No matter what, I was going to be punished. I might as well get it over with sooner than wait for it to happen. No matter what horrible thing Vegeta would do to me, I knew my body was too weak to withstand any longterm punishment he'd throw at me. I knew that whatever he did, I would end up dying through it. I didn't want to die by being raped by Vegeta, or by Vegeta's hand in any way shape or form, but it was too late now. It was going to happen one way or another. I continued to hit the door with whatever strength I had left. The adrenaline was no longer there from trying to escape, and the fear was pushed aside for now, all I could do was hit the door.

When I heard a pin being placed into the key, I began to hit harder, trying to get rid of as much energy as I could so I could end up dying faster from whatever Vegeta would throw at me. Since I was using the door to lean myself against, when it opened, my body quickly fell to the floor. Even the short fall sent a jolt of pain throughout my body. Turning my head to look at the being who was standing over me, I began to cry. This was it, this was finally happening. He gave me a concerned look.

Picking me up, the Saiyan held me close as he started to walk away from the room. New tears started to form in my eyes as he carried me away. I didn't know what to say. I didn't feel shame nor regret, but I felt like I had to say something. When he didn't speak, I knew that I shouldn't either. As I looked up at him, he refused to look down at me.

Entering room after room and hallway after hallway, I could feel every single person's eyes on me as we passed them. I didn't blame them since I looked like a colorful, mangled, naked husk of a body. What concerned me was the fact that I didn't know where we were going.

"What happened to her?" I heard a daring voice speak from across the room as they made their way over to us. I could see the others in the room look over, listening intently on the conversation to be.

"What does it matter? She wont be our problem soon." He spoke strongly to the other, staring daggers at him. It was obvious that Prince Vegeta's hobbies were not discussed between each other, and if they were, they were not to be questioned.

"Look at what you're holding, I think I have a right to know." The other Saiyan commanded as his voice became angered. It was apparent that they did not like to be denied. Oh how well I knew that.

"It's between Prince Vegeta and the girl." His voice stayed steady as he continued to look at the man in front of him. Continuing to look at the questioning Saiyan, his head nodded as he turned away, leaving us alone. Like I said, no one ever questioned the Prince.

As we continued on our way, I still had no idea where we were going. My stomach started to turn in anticipation of what was to come. There were so many people seeing me, so many people seeing this situation. Nothing good could come out of it. At least the tears in my eyes had stopped, probably from dehydration. Either way, it was nice to not have to feel them.

Closing my eyes, I just let the Saiyan take me wherever. My future was mine to make, but with how weak I was, there was nothing for me to do but wait for me to arrive to our destination. So many things raced through my mind, until I made it focus on one thing. Goku. In my time here, he had always been there for me. He had always been someone for me to talk to. He made me feel like I mattered. I continued to think of all of the good things that had come out of being associated with him, it put me at ease. My reverie was inturrupted when I heard another code being punched in. Opening my eyes, I watched the metal door sling upward. Looking inside, I knew this was it. I was finally here.

My mind couldn't comprehend what was happening. I knew this day would come some day, I just didn't think it would ever be under these circumstances. As my eyes remained wide, I didn't know what to say. I was frozen.

Continuing to walk through the door, I looked at everything around me, taking it all in. This would be the first and last time I would see this place. I didn't know how to feel.

"We're here." The voice above me spoke as we stopped.

"I know." my voice was soft, just under a whisper.

"Soon, you wont have to worry about anything anymore." He spoke once more before opening one more door.

"I know." I repeated as the last door opened, leading into a spaceship. The hallway we had walked through was the docking point for every spaceship on Planet Vegeta. "You saved me, Goku." I looked up to make eye contact with only man I had ever felt anything other than hatred for. He had indeed saved me. I didn't know how I was so lucky to have him on the other side of Prince Vegeta's room, but I was.

The smile that formed on his face was short lived as he carried me into the ship. The sound of the door closing behind us sounded phenomenal. A sense of pure extacy washed over my body from it. Walking towards the control panel, he set me aside in a chair before he began to hit the buttons. Once he started, I could feel the roar of the ship underneathe me. When I felt it start to levitate off of the ground, a smile formed on my face. I couldn't take my eyes off of the window in front of me, knowing that I would be leaving this Hell hole soon.

"Are you ready?" He asked as he controlled the ship.

"I've been ready." my voice was stone as the seriousness of what was happening took place. Once my words left my mouth, Goku lunged the ship forward, and with that, we were gone.

Seeing the stars zoom passed us put me at ease. We were gone. We were actually gone! I couldn't believe that I was so close to death and somehow ended up leaving Planet Vegeta with Goku. Looking over at him, I gave a tired smile. Looking back at me, he smiled as well.

"You need to rest." Goku spoke as he pressed more buttons before standing up to pick me up back into his arms.

"No, I need food. I haven't eaten since I last saw you. Is there anything on this ship?" I was hopeful.

"Yes, I'll make you something, but you need to sleep first." He took me down a short hallway, standing in front of a door before it opened, sensing that he was there. Inside the room was another window to look out of and a bed. It could barely fit a Saiyan in it, so I could only imagine it to be a human slave ship.

"You stole an enslavement ship?" I questioned as he placed me in the bed.

"This ship was scheduled to leave today to pick up more slaves. So it is less concerning." He replied as he stood at the door, which wasn't even a foot away from where I was laying.

"What about the pilot of this ship?" I could feel my eye lids grow heavy.

"I took care of that."

"What about the people who saw you taking me places?" my eyes fully shut.

"I walked a very convincing path." I could feel his eyes on my tiny, naked frame. It was then he grabbed the blanket that was on the bed out from under me, placing it on top to keep me warm and covered. "I need to go back up front to make sure we cannot be traced when they do catch on." I could hear him start to leave.

"Goku," I heard him stop.

"Yes?"

"Thank you."

A/N: Short chapter, but at least it's something xD