Dark Blue Child

*Dream Portal*

“Baby, listen.” Said the soft voice. Bulma opened her eyes to see nothing but darkness. A sad black darkness that engulfed her. “Come here....” Said the voice. It was drifting, as if needing to reach its’ limit. Bulma followed the echoes, a small light could be seen . “ Bulma...” Bulma started to run in its’ direction. A young smile of hope. More light, little by little made its’ way, illuminating a bit of her figure. But her figure was not of a young woman, but that of a child. She ran, her small feet taking her more into the depths of darkness that was decreasing. But the voice she heard turned into giggling. Curious she walked slowly to the source once more. The light was not of a light, but more of... unwelcoming. She started to become uncomfortable, but it was a magnet luring her in. The giggles of the young voice, changed into an evil laughter as the young hopeful light was of painful oranges, reds, and unhappy yellows. She was pulled into the middle, where her hair flared around, becoming part of the fire. Inside, strange glittering light stuck onto her body, making her look more priceless and exotic.

A new figure started to approach, but not of which she lived to see again. Hopefully not. She was looking at a scene that took place years ago when she was li. He. Her father was threatening her and toying with her, sitting her down on the stove. Telling her if she even moved an inch, or moved what so ever, he would turn the stove on and watch her roast. She saw her self trying to hold back her tears, and holding in the tremble that would cause her to be nothing but ashes. He intently watched her, hoping she would move so that he would interestingly see her young lushful flesh burn within the dark colors of the heat.

She emerged from the fire of memories, her normal state of a young womanized body. She was out, only to be thrown inside again. This time she felt the pain in which her father caused when he was alive. All the tortures and cruel punishments, put together ione one as the flames quickly coiled around her, dancing while she let them illuminate her sorrowful eyes. She blinked away the tears that she somehow managed to hold in over the years. She promised herself she would not cry. She would not cry for the tortures that ‘that’ man had sought upon her. She welcomed the flames, let them wash the pain away, only to bring it back new and alive. Something now racked through her brain, cackling with evil, dark, and unforgiving energy. Her eyes were blind by which the evils she endured at such a young age. One question teased, punished and played in her head like a broken record.

Is he still alive? Is he still alive? Is he still alive? Is he still alive?

I wanted an answer to see for myself.
To see his lifeless body
Tortured from death itself.
If he is alive
I will kill him.
If he is dead
Deaths will not wild him.

She left the fire, renewed once again, and she played death. She collapsed onto the ground, and the memories washed over her, just like the blood that gushed from within her old wounds. They opened up, releasing the blood and venom of hate that still flows within her veins. She stared away from the fire of hell, as her cheek pressed against the blackness of the floor, that was suppose to be endless. No it wasn’t endless. She had to decide when fantasy began, and where reality REALLY ended. Like the ground and the sky. She never lived in fantasy and she’d doubt her ‘reality’ would ever end, to become something else...

*Outside Nightmare Portal*

Zarbon~

It wasn't as if he had to immediately go and land at the terrain in which they landed. He flew down and saw the girl land in a bed of moist flowers. Yes she would be beautiful for his master, but he himself was his master’s property. Making her be in the spotlight and him being kicked out into the spotlight of the streets. He landed next to the bed of flowers and laid the younger girl next to her. He floated up and bac back into the direction of civilizations. But she is gorgeous, and his master would be certainly pleased. But not pleased that he had slacked off in only bringing him one item...

*Few hours later*


Bulma vigorously woke up, her eyes adjusted to the darkness. The dream was torture. Even in the fantasy of her mind she could not live at peace. Who could? She looked around, panicked. But she saw Lace lying next to her side, still asleep. How’d they end up there? She looked at the bed of flowers. * My sword and arrows! * She stood up quickly, making her wince. Her body was sore as hell. Scratches, bruises, wet and flowery smelling and looking hair. *Wow, I should get a boyfriend* She brushed away the thought and limped all around looking for her sword. She looked up at the tree above, it’s branch broken from where she fell off, but the sword and arrows were entwined in it’s vines. She high jumped the air around her flaring her hair around. She grasped it and landed on another of the tree’s branches. She looked around and couldn’t believe her eyes, at she looked from the tall tree to the vastness. There were, well, if it were hard to believe, creatures flying around, ships and bright lasers flashing around in the night.

“ This must be another sadistic dream.” Bulma stated in disbelief. *Wait, you can get some stuff! With the distractions, it would be a hell of a lot easier! *Bulma smiled at her idea, but then frowned when she looked down at Lace still sleeping. * Guess I have to bring the brat along* She thought as she jumped down and landed in front of the flowerbed. She picked up Lace and slung her over her back. She ran over to where she knew their camping site was. *Well, if we’re gonna die, lets just make the fucking best of it. Or a least be freakin prepared for this shit* She smelt the air, something was wrong. And it was in front of their campsite too. She hides behind some bushes and looked in front of the campsite. There were people with weird looking armor ransacking her belongings. Tossing her bras, panties, radios, walkman, CDs and player, furs that she planned on making, and so much more. Was she so pissed, but what if these were people that wanted her for the reward? * I’ll just kill them like the rest. * Bulma thought exasperated. She walked up to where they were messing up her stuff.

She walked to where they tossed her book bag carelessly, not caring if they were looking at her strangely. She looked in it and found what she was looking for. She opened up the capsule and the smoke cleared, there was the radio! She made a little squeal and turned it on. “ There is an attack on Earth! All people will die! Please-” She changed to another station. “So we’re gonngonna die dudes. There’s a sex party at-” She changed the station again. “ Mira! Todos los-” “the president of-” Bulma rolled her eyes. *Yes, my world was coming to an end* She looked at Lace who was still slung on her shoulder. The Prince looked at her confused. She came out of nowhere with a child, and listens to the talking contraption. She was beautiful and exotic with all those flowers in her haiut sut she was injured. But all 3 of the Saiyans couldn’t get a good look at her face. Bulma sighed and walked over to a log and placed a blanket on the ground and set Lace down.

She stretched out and cracked her kinks before jumping up and disappearing into the darkness. Seconds later she appeared with a wolf under her arm, lifeless and bloody. She laid the wolf down in the center of her stay where the fire was on earlier. She headed in the three aliens’ direction. She passed by Bardock and picked up her small slicing knife and walked back to where she laid down her kill. She stared at the spot where the logs were earlier and out of no where fire appeared. She smirked and brought her kill onto her lap. She chuckled once she remembers what Lace did to the last wolf. She swiftly sliced the side stomach of the wolf, and smelled its blood. Her eyes widened. This one had rabies. She dropped the wolf and disappeared and reappeared with another wolf. She quickly sat down and sliced the side. *So fresh and so clean clean. * She made the opening bigger and laid the kill on the ground. She looked up at the strangers who looked at her strangely. She thought of the aliens she encountered earlier and inwardly shuddered. * You kissed an alienma..ma...* A voice said in Bulma’s head. Bulma blushed and looked away from them. This confused them. She continued to look around the wolf until she found her favorite part. The heart. *I wonder why* She thought smirking. *Shit! Well, I hope they just leave. They look awaaaaaaaay better than the other batch I saw today. * “ Well, she looks pretty.” Stated the one with long hair. She glared at them through her long bangs that covered her eyes. She continued to take out some other parts Lace may want. Her anger rose as she heard them chuckle, the fire blazed more violently, reflecting it. She finished and told Lace telepathically to wake up. Lace immediately awoke and sat up. There were so few reasons as to why her sister would talk with her mind. She decided to try too. * Lace, there are aliens taking over the world and some of them are after us. I want you to stay quiet at all cost. Here’s your arrows and bow. * Bulma said as she handed them to Lace. Lace nodded at sat up close to the fire. The 3 strangers sat on the other side, looking at the blazing fire. Bulma set out the meats onto the plate and set them out fully in front of the fire. One of them reached out to take a snack out the heart and Bulma slapped their hand away. She growled
at the one with the short spiky wild looking hair, he glared back. * She is feisty* thought Vegeta as Bulma turned the heart over. The three of them weren’t looking at the fire, but they were actually trying to get a good look at her face, which her beautiful blue hair was draping on.


She jumped up suddenly, startling them all. “Get up.” Bulma demanded to Lace as she looked around and sniffed the air. “But-” “NOW!” She yelled. Lace got up and Bulma snatched her to her side quickly. Right were Lace was standing, a laser hit. The 3 males looked at her in awe. She wasn’t human, she couldn’t be. *He’s back* Bulma thought as she remembered the green tall skinned creature. Lace jumped onto Bulma back. Bulma gave one last glance at the 3 males as she ran as fast as she could. “ Wait!” One of them called out. They never got a good look at her face. She continued to run, until her blue glimmering hair disappeared with in the dark shadows of the forest. Then they felt it, a strong ki heading in their direction. Then appeared Zarbon and he landed in front of the now standing Saiyans. “Hmmm. I see you monkeys already have a place to stay. Have you seen a blue haired beauty pass by?” He asked at he looked around them. “No.” Raditz answered hastily. “Hmmm.” Zarbon took off in the opposite direction Bulma took off. If only he could trace her specific ki....

Bardock and Vegeta looked at Raditz suspiciously but he avoided their suspicious looks. “I was thinking we go looking for her ourselves. Find out more about her and why Zarbon knows her.” Raditz answered to their questioning looks, but still not making eye contact. *Probably wants a mate. * Bardock thought to himself. “Fine. Let’s go find her. I can still sense her ki and she’s quick for long distances.” The Prince stated at he floated up, the other two following as they slowly flew over the forest, looking carefully for the non- mediocre ki.

“Blue, I think we lost them.” Lace said as she looked back. *What have I told you about speaking aloud! * Bulma scolded sternly. *Sorry* Bulma sighed and took at rest. Her bare feet ran over some thorns on the way. She jumped on in the wedge of the tree and sat Lace next to her on a strong branch. Bulma looked up and saw oranges and pulled one out. * Stupid asshole ruined our meal. I wonder who those other guys were.... * Bulma thought, trailing off. *Maybe you want them as one of your boytoys.. * Bulma blushed and looked away, she heard Laces’ giggling on her mind.

“ Well, well. We meet again.” A voice said from below. Bulma’s eyes snapped and looked below to see the shadowed figures below. Bulma rolled her eyes. The same fucks from earlier. Bulma removed the thorns from her foot and jumped down. *Lace stay up there and don’t let your guard down* Bulma messaged to Lace. Lace nodded and kept her arrows and bow close. “ Guldo was a loser for this. Getting ‘seriously’ injured by a pathetic pretty female.” Said one. “We are...” They all got into position. “The Ginyu Force!” “Jeice!” He did his own move. “ Berta!” He did his own move. “Recoome!” He did his own move. “And Captain Ginyu!” He did the most foolish move of all. Lace shot an arrow at ‘Ginyu’, making him mess up his move and look like a clumsy cheerleader. Bulma held in her laughter and Lace giggled. “Look you came here to fight right? Not to impress a ‘pathetic pretty female’ with those pathetic ugly moves. “Bulma stated victoriously. They angrily growled and they all went to charge at her at the same time. Bulma jumped up at the last minute, making them all crash into each other. Captain Ginyu’s horns struck through Berta’s arm, and Recoome bit Jeice. *Amateurs* Bulma thought sadly.

Bulma jumped back up the tree and picked up Lace. She jumped up as high as she could go, only to be grabbed by a tall hovering figure. “So pretty thing, I finally found you.” Zarbon stated at he pulled her under him and Lace under his arm. Bulma angrily bit his hand, only to be silenced by a hard smack to the face. “Listen bitch. You may be pretty, but not that much. Be lucky I’m even considering taking you off this planet before we destroy it!” He scolded as he hugged her tighter to him. She fidgeted. “You want to drop from 40 feet in the air?” Zarbon smirked sadistically as he dropped her. She didn’t scream, which made Zarbon frown. Lace screamed for her sister, but Zarbon tightened his grip on her. He knocked the air out of her, making her fall unconscious. He heard a crack below. Maybe the bitch learned her lesson. He flew down and saw the girl recovering from falling on her shoulder. She winced at the got up and held her other hand tightly around her bleeding arm. *Thank god it isn’t broken*
. She saw Zarbon with her sister and angrily glared at him. She couldn’t use her sword, and Lace had her arrows on her back. Nothing to do.... Zarbon appeared and reappeared behind Bulma grabbing her by her waist and flying quickly in the direction of their landing spaceports. Vegeta, Bardock, and Raditz passed Zarbon and caught a bluish color under him. They flew with him silently; he said nothing, because there was nothing to say. They landed where some other aliens came eating their kill, and others heading inside the ship from which they came to eat in the mess hall. Zarbon yelped as he dropped the younger child unto the ground. She giggled in her sleep. Zarbon now had an arrow that stabbed his arm. It hurt, but it wasn’t as if he was going to die. The question was, how'd she actually manage to puncture his skin with that regular arrow. He mumbled some curse words and pulled the arrow out. *Stupid Bastard* Bulma growled as she pulled away from Zarbon’s grip and managed to pull histeister from him. “Why’d you carry that brat with you?” Zarbon asked as he poked at the small child. She slapped his hand away and glared. He saw the true beauty in her brave eyes.

Some other aliens saw the girl and started whistling and telling her to come over. She dangerously narrowed her eyes. She grabbed the bow and arrows from her sister’s back and an arrow was quickly shot at one of the aliens, hitting them in the middle of their forehead. Seconds after, his head exploded, brain falling into the center of their fire and pieces falling onto the bystanders. Bulma chuckled and put her arrows and bow away. They all looked at her in awe. *What? They were bothering me. * She thought to herself. She took out her sword, making the other aliens’ eyes widened. If an arrow did that, imagine a sword. She sat down and grabbed a near by rock and started to sharpen her sword, it was getting a little dull. Sparks fell on her skin as the rock made in contact with the sword. Small red marks were left oh her legs. “Don’t get bruised up too badly. Then Freeza won’t want you.” Zarbon stated sadistically. At this Bulma rolled her eyes and pressed the hot sword on her leg, leaving a huge red mark, some blood leaking from within the corners of the new large welt. They could actually hear the sizzling as she removed the sword from her leg and continued to sharpen. “Tell me child, it didn’t hurt?” Zarbon asked in disbelief. *Please. A child that has been abused all her life can see to this as a stratch. Even my sister can tell you. * She thought softly to herself. She moved so that her back was turned to them and she looked out at the vast deserted land. *What a pity it didn’t blister. Then I can add it to my collection. Lets’ see. Self inflect pain, abused, what else will make my life living hell? * She blinked away unshed tears.

“You need medical attention.” Stated Zarbon. “I never had medical attention all my life. And I don’t need it now.” She mumbled. “Unless you build your own healing scanner .” “So you talk.” He said surprised. Bulma didn’t answer. “What’s your name.” He demanded. She didn’t answer. “Fine, let your new master give you one.” “Let go, now.” He stated sternly. Bulma sighed and got up. Her clothes soaked in blood, and she looked over to Lace. *Lace make end end you’re sleeping. If anyone tries to get near you, shoot them. * Bulma sent to Lace. Lace giggled in delight in her mind. *I get to use my arrows for real this time! * Bulma’s face showed a smile, but then turned sinister when she faced them. She walked over to Zarbon and kept her face downcast. “And why don’t you show you’re pretty face, hmm?” Zarbon teased as he grasped her chin in his palm and made her look at him. She had creamy skin and the flowers in her hair making her face look like it was glowing. Her eyes were full of emotions, swirling. She pulled away and looked around. Prince Vegeta was envious. He had the chance to look at her face and he didn’t/
She started to sing her song in her mind, not knowing that Zarbon was listening in.

Hard days make me

Hard nights shape me

I don’t know they somehow saved me

And I know I’m making something

Out of this life they called nothing

I take I want

Take what I need

You say it’s wrong

But it’s right for me

I won’t look down

Won’t say I’m sorry

I know that only

God can judge me

And if I make it through today

Will tomorrow be the same

Or am I just running in place

If I stumble and fall

Should I ge and and carry on

Or will it all just be the same

Cause I’m young and I’m hopeless

I’m lost and I this

I’m going nowhere fast

That’s what they say

I’m troublesome I’ve fallen

I’m angry at my father

It’s me against this world

And I don’t care

I don’t care...

She walked down with Zarbon into the ship, avoiding his stares of curiosity. “So you’re young and hopeless?” Zarbon stated with amusement. Her eyes widened, and she looked down embarrassed. But then quickly glared at him, looking more prettier.

She saw something intriguing on one side of the hall. It was in another language. Curious she quickly pulled the lever. Sirens and water sprinklers turned on. Bulma smirked at Zarbon slipped. Alot of people *cough* aliens *cough* ran out, scared or prepared with weapons. Since the crowd was pushing them to the side, and the short spiky haired guy was rambling on about him being a prince, she blended in with the crowd by taking a helmet that was dropped by one of the creatures and ran along. She snatched a gun from the strap of aliens pants and ran along, pretending to be scared.

She saw one pathetic looking soldier, in a corner of the halls, holding up his arms as to not to get squished. Bulma had an idea and she dragged the alien into an empty room, away from the soldier. He was too scared to move. She snatched off his clothing, which consisted of spandex and armor. She chopped the side of his neck as for him not to see her naked. She removed her old clothing and quickly dressed in the new. She out her hair in a bun, wore her helmet, gloves, boots and took the eyepiece that the soldier wore and his big laser gun, unaware of the camera in the room. She took a small outfit that screamed for her to grab. One that looked identical to the one she was wearing. She grabbed it. *Lace* She ran out, the hall still crowded. She started to walk, since everyone might think she was running too since they zoomed by so fast. She finally arrived outside and the last one and took her time down the stairs, looking out at everyone slowly. She then walked calmly over to where Lace was where she was not trampled. She sat down next to her. Lace stood up quickly and shot an arrow. The Point entered in Bulma stomach, luckily she caught it in time. * Lace it’s me! Bulma! * She scolded before pulling the arrow out. *Damn girl, you got good! * She examined her wound. *Oh I’m sooo sorry Bulma! * Lace looked pitifully at Bulma. Bulma smirked. * I like your outfit. I always thought you were a tomboy type. * Lace complimented. Bulma blushed; this girl was not stupid. *Lace I got one-* But Lace grabbed the outfit from under her arm, and in less then a second was wearing it proudly, her old clothes thrown to the side. *Lace tuck all you hair in. They are all males so they might suspect something if they see girls ok? * Lace complied and rolled her hair in a bun and pulled down the helmet on her head with her gloves. * Don’t think about getting a boyfriend now.* Bulma thought teasingly. Lace glared at her and crossed her arms arrogantly and looked away. Bulma did the same.

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Ok that’s Chapter 3. I was planning to set out a chapter every week, but I guess I had a little writer’s block on what t put for this chapter. I put a little more action into it. Hope you noticed that. So Bulma and Lace are disguised at soldiers, now what? Yes lace can be a soldier, Vegeta was put into Freeza’s army at a young age ( well in this fic yes age 5. I know the original age he was out in though) so I guess 6 years old is nothing. But I think I’m leading this fic into a directions where........ Well you’ll find out if you continue reading my fic. ^_^ Also another one of my excuses was because I was working on my first fic. So I don’t know if it’s a good enough excuse......... Hope you enjoyed it! Oh and the song I used it's from this band called "Good Charlotte". I thought it was a good song for this chapter.

*BlueSaiyanChick*