Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ captured ❯ Lonelyness ( Chapter 1 )

 

Bulma awoke feeling groggy but rested she felt a cool hand on her forehead and the soft humming of a lullaby that her mother sung. Bulma shot up straight opening her eyes wide expecting to see her mother but instead it was a simple old woman that looked shocked but surprisingly happy to see her awake. Bulma, feeling suddenly nauseous, slowly began to try and lower herself back down to the makeshift bed that someone had bin generous to make for her.

“O, silly girl, can't sit up that quick after such a long illness and expect to be healthy again” the woman said as she helped Bulma down. Bulma looked up at the woman shielding her eyes from the neon lights that were blinding her to ridiculousness. During Bulma's further inspection of the woman she discovered that she was not human at all she had tan skin that shined with an gold color she had long white hair though Bulma did not think it was from old age, she had startling pink eyes and purple lips. Bulma looked at her with intrigue causing a laugh to slowly leek from the woman's mouth.

“Yes, I know I look strange to you but you will get used to it in time” Bulma, embarrassed by her staring, slowly smiled and sat up a little more.

“My name is Bulma, Bulma Briefs, what's your name? And how long was I asleep?” Bulma asked still getting used to the glare of the blinding light that illuminated from the tall ceilings.

“You have bin ill for about three weeks in your earth time, there is an illness going around called pherinoma it is a disease brought by Sayans and is native by their planet. Better to catch it sooner rather then later most people die of the disease, we have already lost 200 on this voyage alone. But don't worry, if you have it ounce you can never get it again” giving another smile the women slowly shook Bulma hand.

“O, and nice to meet you, you can call me Narrana” Bulma was stunned she had not thought about any diseases that she may have contracted from the devilish beast of a race but now hundreds have died. She was sure that her minimal yet skillful knowledge of medicine could help some of the people on the voyage with them. ` But how would I communicate with them' Bulma wondered “ I'm sure I could help you but I may need someone to help me speak to others of different languages… wait, how do you know how to speak my language?” Giving another one of her small laugh narrana explained her knowledge of foreign languages.

“I came here as a slave just as you did about the same age as you too, I have worked my way up in this life and have become a citizen of planet Vegeta…”

“You can become a citizen?!” Bulma was shocked `we came as slaves and yet they will grant our freedom and let us live among them? That seems unlikely concerning this race of people'

“Bulma it is rude to interrupt people when they are talking” stated narrana

“O I'm sorry please continue” Bulma ounce again laid back as narrana fluffed up the thick pillows behind her.

“ Yes, we can be freed though we are never as `valuable' as the sayans. But other then that upon coming to planet vegeta they will implant a small chip that has every known language in the universe on it most merchants, militaries, or just regular space travelers have one. They will assign you to a certain post that you must work for everyday or you will be sold to a person for any reason they see fit. You will be given your own room that is adequate for your station and you will live that way probably for the rest of your life” Bulma sat stunned she really was nothing but a slave. Seeing her patient's sad response to the news narrana was quickly there to console her. Narrana felt for the girl she remembered being so terrified the first time she had boarded a slaver ship in chains and tears falling down her cheeks she had bin about 19 but in that age she already was married and had children on her planet. A young girl with beautiful blue hair this new girl this Bulma reminded her so much of her daughter. She vowed to herself that she would keep this girl safe and not let her be taken and killed like her little girl. Narrana held Bulma until she ounce again fell asleep against narrana's ample bosom.

 

Bulma awoke a few hours later but narrana was nowhere to be found `she must be helping some of the other sick' Bulma thought to herself. Bulma began exploring the slave hold, she noticed that not all of the people there were humans actually about half were aliens.

`But I guess I'm the alien now' Bulma wandered the halls viewing the sick. She noticed that there wasn't vary many elderly in fact most of the people here had to be younger then twenty-five.

`Why would they only pick young people? Maybe its because were more able body workers' Bulma thought. “Actually its because the younger they are the less they attempt to hold onto their own civilization” Bulma turned and saw the sayan that had addressed himself as turlies. She narrowed her eyes at the man giving him the most horrible look she could muster “how did you know what I was thinking?” Bulma asked as she turned herself fully around to face the man before her. Turlies chuckled softly `well ain't she a spit fire' he thought to himself before responding to her question. “Sayans have the ability to have telepathy something that is needed to be highly evolved at a young age most sayans don't hold the skill” he responded. Bulma was stunned she had heard of humans that were able to activate certain portions of the brains enabling them to have telepathy but she was positive that a low minded species such as the sayans would not have the brain power to do something so complex. “Enjoy the rest of your trip human” he said as he turned on his heel and swiftly left the slave hold. “So you have meat turlies then” stated narrana as she slowly came up behind Bulma causing the uptight girl to jump. “Um…yes” said Bulma in a tentative voice still not taking her eyes off of where he left. “He is a different kind of sayan you could say he has more…respect and understanding of slaves then the average sayan does his mother died during child birth” Bulma was stunned she wasn't actually trying to say that this was a good sayan was she? “How do you know that?” Bulma asked skeptical of the women's claim. Narrana smiled “why because I was his and his brothers wet nurse, they were both sent off world at only about 6 months right after they were weaned and only turlies came back” Bulma was surprised to see that narrana said this with a light sadness on her face. “You mean you nursed goku?” Bulma said in a slight shock. “Goku? No not goku I nursed kakarrotte” Bulma almost had a heart attack her she was speaking with the women that cared for goku in his early months. She wanted to know everything about his life, or at least the whopping 6 months he was on the planet but mostly she wanted to know about his father and mother and so, complying to the girls wishes, Narrana told her of her best friends past.

 

 

In the corner turlies watched to two women, so, this girl knew kakarrotte eh? Well she was a pretty think that was smart and cared for others. Maybe he would have a new housemaid out of her.