Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Entrapped ❯ Entrapped on Hate ( Chapter 1 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Entrapped
Some place on Earth a long road ends and a woman with long blue hair stands looking out to a place that used to belong to her. To have something taken from her and then see it has reduced into piles ruble made fire pump through her veins.
“I didn't even know you were on the ship. How long did you think it was going to take for me to notice?”
“Well you tell me Idiot.”
“Your people were under advance dirt roads and cement dried on top of it. You all gave each other too much credit.”
“You know before your people came here I used to come outside and look at this tower all the time. Well when it was a tower. And I used to say how much I hated this place. Why couldn't your people just leave us alone? No answer hun I thought so. There was no reason for this massacre. The day before you came here I had thoughts of suicide the next day I had to learn how to survive. I think I have to thank you for that.”
“Your people lived like barbarians. Different sects and no unity the day we saved your people you all had seven different wars.”
“Like your people were any better. This is how I lived the day before you came. I threw my bike in that ditch and stood at this exact spot looking in the same direction…
Four Years Ago
“Here I am again. It seems like I have to constantly remind myself I'm Bulma Briefs.” So why, why do I have to remind myself? You'd think once your sixteen you know how you are. “God! Look at that crap contaminating the air that thick smog floating in the air pretending to be clouds. Towers of Hydro-Corolino labeled on the toxic chemicals that churn in miscellaneous hot liquids of coarse Capsule Corporation. Stamped like they're proud of what's inside. The name my family will die for.”
I stood there like someone was consoling me. Listen to the rest Idiot I'm not done.
“They ship this stuff by eroded trains that ionize over a period of twenty years. Every two weeks they hire 4 people for maximum security, and why do we need that much security? It's just a little pill that expands into an everyday need. Did you know they had this recorded on the database? If a terrorist attack were to occur this whole city and all the villages, and counties in a 41 mile radius will die. Maybe Father fells guilty about the toxicants he produces and built our house here. My backyard is a factory, just endless acreage of Hydro-Corolino. I hate him.”
I wasn't a barbarian I was just bore into a society of Barbarians as were you.
“It's his fault that the rate of cancer spiked through the roof. I also hate the fact that I'm famed for this Godforsaken name. Well being an heiress to one of the wealthiest companies ever is a wonderful living with extra security and death threats but that's nothing to worry about. It's the extravagant life little girls dream of with little ponies and castles. Oh don't be misinformed I did live like that until a few months ago when I found out what were in those tanks.
I never confronted my father about his corporation. One day I will. Finally I needed to get that out my system. Thank You for listening.”
Now
“I picked up my bike from the ditch and rode it back to the complex. I had my suicide note in tote. Oh believe me I was ready to do it. I just didn't want to die that night. The next day started like any other day get up, wash up, go to school the normal 16 year old thing. The day everything was taken from me that mattered.” She pointed behind the man. “See look at that place it was once shaped into three domes that's were I lived not in some close quarters place chained so I would escape and you call us barbarians.” Her residences now were three large piles of ruble with vines and bushes escaping out of them.
“I hate your people Vegeta.”
End Chapter: One Entrapped On Hate
Disclaimer: Same old thing new story
Did you like? Well I wanted a new story so I thought of this one. It just sort of happened.