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Endlessly	By : Froglady15 Category: Dragon Ball Z > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 2949 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 35
"Dad! Are you alright? What was that all about?" she asked. She was so confused! It took her a moment, but she hugged him back as hard as she could.
"I am fine." He said. "Look, there is not much time. I am sure he will be back any minute. They want us to build a massive weapon and cloaking device. I have been intentionally stalling on it as best as I can for several months now. They will force you to work on it too. When he comes back they will more than likely go straight to trying to brainwash you; wiping out everything. All your memories of who you are. All they want is your genius; they will remove everything but that. They tried to do it to me. They succeeded somewhat and there is a lot I do not remember. I act that way so they do not decide to hook me up again while I find a way out of here."
"Oh my god." She said, covering her mouth trying to hold back tears.
"You'll just have to fight it. Don't let them win. Don't let them in. Anything that is important to you, don't think about it. They will use it against you and you will forget it." He whispered almost frantically. "I can barely remember your mother." He said, looking down ashamed at the floor and she could tell he was trying not to cry.
"It's okay Dad. It's not your fault." She said, hugging him again. "We'll be out of here soon, I hope. Someone is coming for me right now. His name is Vegeta. This is a lot to take in and not the way I had hoped to tell you, but the long and the short of it is, we are married. He's a great guy and cares a lot about me. He comes off as cranky, but when he comes if I am not here for any reason or if I fail and they brainwash me, go with him. He's going to look for Mum too."
"I don't know where she is, dear or if she survived."
"I know. But before all of this, he agreed to at least check around for her."
"That would be nice." He said with a small smile. "Huh, my baby girl is married and I missed it?"
"Yeah. I'm sorry! It kinda just happened," she said, still trying not to cry herself. "But he found me after the planet was destroyed and rescued me and has kept me safe until now. That I'm here isn't his fault. I love him so much, Dad and I can't wait for you to meet him and I'll tell you everything later on, I promise!" she said, deciding to leave out her pregnancy for the moment. There were other things she needed to find out right now.
"As long as you love him and he is good to you then that is all that matters to me."
"Thanks, Dad! Hey, who's this "Good Doctor" Frieza keeps mentioning?" she asked not wanting to change the subject but with the paranoid way her father kept looking around, she had a feeling he was right, they did not have a lot of time.
"Remember that crazy Dr. Gero?" her father asked in a hoarse whisper.
"Vaguely, yea." She nodded. "Wasn't he disbarred for violating ethics codes or something? I thought he put himself into exile. Wasn't he like a hermit in the mountains or something?"
"Yes, that's it." Her father nodded. "He is the one. They came to Earth for him. Somehow our names were thrown into the mix and so, here I am and now you too. He is in charge here of everything. He developed the tool they use to brainwash people. There are a few other brilliant minds here from other planets he has done this to as well. Dear, it is a painful grueling horrible thing to go through. They literally probe into your mind. It is horrible! If I could think of a way to spare you, I would but I don't know how."
Bulma nodded. "Don't. You'll blow your cover and then what will we do if we're both lost? I will try my best. Vegeta will be here soon. Three days he thinks. I'm sure I'll be okay by then."
"You must! Or you will lose yourself." He said frantically. "There is so much I cannot remember about our lives. This machine, it probes into your mind and they pick out events in your life and simply erase them. It's like a lobotomy only worse. I'd hate to have that happen to you. You need to find a way to put up a wall and keep safe everything you hold dear to you or you will lose it. I figured that out too late I'm afraid and now many cherished memories are gone."
"I think I can do that." She murmured. This was bad. Very bad. "Dad, if Vegeta comes and I forget everything, just do what he says; you can trust him. He's like my height. Really muscular. Has thick black hair that stands straight up. Ummm. He has thick black eyebrows and always looks angry. Don't take it personally, he always looks that way. Don't be afraid of him, he's going to be really pissed off and bossy when he comes here, so just ignore that. You'll get to know him. He's actually a really decent guy once you get to know him."
Her father looked blankly at her. "I know, that all sounds really bad. But I'm in a hurry. Trust me. He'll act like an ass but he loves me more than you can understand, Dad. He means well. He was taken by Lord Frieza as a child slave and Frieza did all sorts of horrible things to him. Lord Frieza knows that Vegeta cares about me, so that's why I'm here. Just as a means to hurt Vegeta. That I'm a genius is just an added bonus to him."
Her father shook his head. "That lizard is a despicable monster."
"I know." She nodded. She looked in panic as she heard a key code being entered into the door.
"Just tell them I wouldn't shut up about the cloaking device and that Gero is a genius." Her father said quickly before he let that bored, bland look on his face take over again.
"Well, how was your little reunion?" Frieza asked her.
"It was fine except my father doesn't know how to talk about anything but Dr. Gero and a cloaking device." She said angrily.
"Oh, so you found out who my amazing Doctor is. He is simply brilliant! He isn't as brilliant as your father, mind you, but your father did not wish to cooperate. Dr. Gero has means of getting people to cooperate." Frieza shrugged.
"Well, I'll cooperate. Whatever you want, I'll do it. Just leave my head alone. You obviously did something to him!" Bulma said quickly. She didn't want them poking around in her head. She wondered how that would affect her bond with Vegeta just then.
"Oh, I'm afraid you have no choice. You see whether you want to cooperate or not, I will be letting Dr. Gero have his fun with you. How wonderful would it be to have Vegeta arrive here and have you not remember a single thing of him?" Frieza said with a sick smile. "I think it would be glorious. I can just see the look on his face now. We will have to get started on this immediately; especially if he is to be arriving here in three days. I have a feeling you'll not be easy to crack." He added, gesturing to a few of the others there and began escorting her to another room.
"No, you can't do that." She whispered in horror. "Please. He's all I have left."
"Now that's not true, my dear. You have your father here. Somewhat. And you'll be giving birth to a child. And you'll have your brilliant mind as well. I heard about your potential. Vegeta was extremely upset when he had thought you killed. He had mentioned you to be a genius upon epic proportions."
"He was merely exaggerating. I'm really not that special. You're going to be disappointed."
"That's not what my good friend Doctor Gero has told me. He says you have the potential to become even greater than your father." He said, looking at her with a cocky grin. "It matters little to me. Whether you're a genius or a simple common whore, I am having your mind wiped so that you remember nothing of Vegeta. Once he sees that you have completely forgotten him, he will have no choice but to fall into line. If you do not turn out to be the genius I have heard so much about he can visit you in the harem if he's a good little monkey and if you manage to last longer than a few days."
"He's going to kill you, you know." Bulma said, not hiding any of her distaste for him.
"Yeah, yeah. I have heard that one before." Frieza said, rolling his eyes. "You know, he said he was going to kill me the day I blew up the ship. All it got him was a rather severe beating. He was sorely out classed. It was somewhat amusing, but if it helps him to think he has a chance, then so be it. I do like to play every once in a while."
Frieza opened another lab door and lead them into a small room with a bed that looked like it belonged in a psych ward and lots of computer equipment. "Dr. Gero, this is Ms. Briefs." He said gesturing to her. "She needs a treatment so to say."
Oh god… Vegeta?
Hmmn?
Did you get all that just now?
No. I thought I would give you some privacy where your father was concerned. Kakarott and I were trying to figure out where Frieza's ship is headed. We are having a hard time locking onto it again and it's moved. Why? What has happened?
Ugh! Of all the times for you to not be paying attention! I don't have time. Look, just get here fast. Come get my father, Trunks Briefs. I told him about you-
Slow down, Woman!
Vegeta, I don't have time! I have to put up a wall between us now. Please hurry, get here fast! I don't know how long-
No! Do not block me out! Why are you panicking?
Because, Vegeta! Just listen. Get here as fast as you can! Come get my father and me. I don't know what's going to happen. I'll do my best but if I fail, I love you! No matter what they tell you or what I say when you find me, I love you.
Wait! Fail at what? What is happening?
They want to brainwash me so I don't remember you when you come here. Frieza said something earlier about three days being not enough time to do what he wanted so there's hope if you hurry! My father said I have to put up a wall to not forget. He's lost a lot already. Vegeta, I'll do my best. To keep them out but that means I have to keep you out as well.
No. Do not do that.
What choice do I have? My father said they will erase every memory I have if I do not put up a wall. Vegeta, he can barely remember my mother. I don't want that to happen!
Woman, it can't. We share a bond. A bond that cannot be broken; hell even I could not fully sever it. Do not block me out. I will help you through this.
No, Vegeta. This is different. It's evil. I know of this Doctor. He is nuts. He is deranged. Trust me, if he can find anything in my mind pertaining to you, he'll erase it. They're hooking me up right now.
So fight them off, Woman!
I can't! There's like five of them here and Lord Frieza. I can't do anything.
For fuck sake!
I'm sorry! Just get here. I love you! I'll get in touch with you as soon as I can okay? I gotta go!
No! Do not put up a wall, Bulma.
Yes, Vegeta! What if this thing affects you too since we're connected? Just come find me. If the bond works, you'll find me. I'll fight it off as best I can. The only way I can think of is by putting up a wall and blocking out everyone and everything. Trust me. If I thought there was another way, I'd do that. If I figure out another way, I'll let you know. Oh god. I gotta go. Now.
Do not lose yourself, Woman. I am coming. Stay strong.
I won't. I know and I will. I love you. There was a long pause. Bulma wasn't even sure if he was still there or not. She assumed he was still there; she felt his anger and anxiety over this whole situation. They were approaching her with a needle with what she assumed was some sort of sedative. Why hadn't he said anything back?
She felt the heaviness of the sedative taking over and began to panic. How could she put up a wall and protect herself and their bond if she was sedated? She wished he would say just one more thing; one last word of encouragement or tell her he loved her. Something. He had been so amazing these past three weeks they had been separated and she knew she was being stupid at the moment, but she needed it. Even if this was the only time he actually ever said it. She felt herself beginning to slip out of consciousness. Her last thought to him being: I'll see you when I see you. I love you Vegeta!
-0-0-0-
Vegeta sat on the passenger side in the cockpit of the small ship they had taken. His face was drawn into a deep frown. His jaw set tightly. Kakarott could see his right eye twitching and a vein beginning to pop out on his forehead. That couldn't be good news.
"What is it, Vegeta?" he asked, concerned with his Prince's abrupt change in demeanor. "Vegeta. Is Bulma alright?"
"I do not know." He replied; his voice so low that Kakarott could barely hear him.
"Well what happened?"
"I do not know because you asked me to help you with the damned navigation device!"
"You said she was fine and talking with her father!" Kakarott objected. "That was like five minutes ago! What could have happened in that time?"
"Something about a deranged doctor being able to wipe her memory or brainwash her or something before I get there." He replied, clenching his fists.
"Well how are they going to do that?"
"How the hell should I know?" he snapped. "They're hooking her up now and because of something her father said she has decided the best way to fight it is to put up a mental wall."
"Well, that should help then, right? I mean if she's able to block everything and everyone out, that's a good thing. Right?"
"I hope so." He replied, still scowling. "We have to hurry."
"Well, I'm doing the best I can. Unfortunately, Frieza's ship has changed its course and his ship is a lot faster than our ship. Unless it stops, it could be a while before we'll be able to catch up to it. The good news is that wherever it goes, we can follow now."
Vegeta sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. He had felt her fear and panic minutes ago. He had wanted to reassure her, but how could he? He didn't know anything about whatever it was they were doing to her. He didn't know what to say to her. He hadn't missed her disappointment at him not telling her he loved her back. He didn't know why he hadn't said it back to her. Now he was wishing he had.
He went through their conversation again in his mind. He thought of what she had said, her frantic tone, and the panic at this damnable situation. How many times had she told him she loved him in the last few minutes? Five, six times? He hadn't returned the sentiment. He caught her disappointment just before she told him she loved him again and put up her wall. It was bothering him now. He should have told her he loved her back. Why hadn't he? She had obviously needed to hear it. Sure he thought it was silly; he knew she knew how deeply he felt for her so he hadn't thought to return the sentiment; he felt he shouldn't have to. Now it was nagging at him that he hadn't. What if they succeeded and she forgot him completely?
He dismissed the ridiculousness of that, got up out of his seat and headed to his small room. He decided the best thing he could do was meditate. See if he could pick up on anything of what they were doing to her or find out if there was some way he could help her through this. He sat there for hours and couldn't pick up anything from her. All he got was an extreme headache.
They kept track of Frieza's ship and continued to follow it. Three days had come and gone, and much to Vegeta's irritation they weren't any closer to catching up to Frieza's ship. Three days had turned into a week. A week had turned into two weeks. Vegeta tried relentlessly to get a hold of Bulma through their bond and the more he tried, the harder it seemed to be and the worse of a headache he seemed to get. He hoped she was alright and had been able to keep them from wiping her memory. He really wasn't sure what he would do if they succeeded. He only hoped with every fiber of his being that she was strong enough to fight it until he got there.
-0-0-0-
Dr. Gero made his way to Lord Frieza's throne room. It had been a grueling two weeks. He had lost a lot of time on his other projects however, that had been alright. Now that he was finished manipulating Bulma's mind, she would be able to help out and they would be caught up in no time at all.
"Dr. Gero, what a surprise. How are things progressing with Ms. Briefs?" Frieza greeted. "Are you still having issues with her? I hate to admit it, but I am very impressed with her resilience to your device. I don't think it's ever taken you this long to wipe someone."
"Well, due to the many complications, I had to go a much different route than we had both originally intended. However, I do believe you will be thrilled with the results." Dr. Gero said, walking up closer to the lizard Lord. He had an evil glint in his eye that intrigued Frieza.
"Alright, do tell."
"Well, it did not seem to matter what I did, Miss Briefs attachment and bond to the Saiyan Prince was very strong; much deeper than anticipated. I have never seen anything like it, my Lord." He explained.
"Alright. So what did you do?"
"Well, I came across many memories of them both. Good and bad. It took a lot of time, but I was able to erase many of the more memorable pleasant memories in her mind and enhanced the negative ones and dwelled more on them." The doctor explained excitedly. "You see, not everything was perfect between those two. I found that Vegeta was not the perfect husband to her. In fact, I found out that all of those months that he was here and she alive, he hurt her deeply by ignoring and severing that bond. I focused mainly on that. I found a few other things as well; some of it quite interesting. I also took the liberty of going through your old archives and shared many of the details of Vegeta's missions with her. I found the video footage to be quite effective."
"Alright. The result being?"
"I have effectively turned her against him, my Lord." He revealed with a sinister smile.
Frieza sat there a moment considering this information. "I wanted her to have no recollection of him at all, whatsoever so that when he gets here, she won't know who he is."
"I understand that, Lord Frieza but I was having no success with that. I needed to dig deeper to accomplish that and was afraid of wiping her of everything, her genius included. By doing it the way I did, I was able to salvage her genius and make her hate him."
"Hmmm. The result could be quite interesting." He said, watching his wine swirl in his glass. "Indeed, this might even be better. My only concern is if she remembers him, will the result be permanent. What you are telling me is they still have bond. Therefore he could win her back."
"I find that highly unlikely. You see I believe I have severed most of it. There is enough there that you could use her to control him. She wants nothing to do with him. However if there is still a bond left, he may think he has a chance to win her back." Gero said. "You could threaten him into submission. Her life in exchange that he does as you ask. From what I understand from my research of the Saiyan bond that if one mate dies, the other follows. Therefore, by leaving it still intact, he is still in a way dependant on her and you can use this to your advantage."
"Alright. I do agree; this will prove useful and more devastating to Vegeta in the long run. I fear that he may be able to reverse it through the bond. He has his own memories as well. He could share them with her and gain her favor once more. Then all of this would be useless."
"I disagree. Go and talk to her yourself, my Lord" Gero said with a chuckle. "I have convinced her that he used her. He took advantage of her in order to gain her knowledge and use her brilliance to help his cause. I showed her through different video footage in your own archives what Vegeta is capable of."
"And what of the child she carries? She will know that he is the father. She would have to have some sentiments over that."
"That is another thing I found in the depths of her mind. Vegeta was not happy with the news initially and wished for her to terminate the pregnancy."
"Really? And he is now?"
"From what I found, yes. He could not deny her despite his reservations that she may not be able to carry a Saiyan baby full term." Gero nodded.
"You are quite sure on this?"
"I am positive. My reminding her and bringing those memories to the surface helped much in swaying her opinion that Vegeta is indeed dangerous and no good for her. I assured her that You're interests were in keeping both her and her unborn child safe from any harm where Vegeta is concerned." Gero laughed. "I have convinced her that you are a friend and not the enemy Vegeta has led her to believe you to be."
"Excellent, my dear Doctor." Frieza commended him. "You are positive he will not be able to reverse this?"
"One hundred percent." Ger nodded. "And if worst comes to worst, I can always do it again and reinforce it."
Frieza nodded, a crafty smile forming on his lips. "She is a smart little thing, Gero. Are you certain she is not acting?"
"Quite, my Lord. I gave her no reprieve whatsoever." Gero replied confidently.
"Excellent. I will trust your professional opinion. Now, when will she be ready to start work in the lab?"
"Tomorrow morning, my Lord. I have left her to rest the rest of this day. By tomorrow she should be able."
"Very good, my Doctor. You are dismissed." Frieza said, waving him away in dismissal. Dr. Gero bowed and walked out of his throne room. This was an interesting development and may work more to his advantage than he had initially thought! Vegeta will be completely crushed and devastated when he finds this out! He thought gleefully. He will have him fully under control now, having Bulma and if he believes he has a chance at gaining her affections, he would not do anything to jeopardize her or their unborn child's life.
This would be absolutely stupendous indeed! Now he only had to figure out a way to convince him that she was completely on his side. A small sign from the woman that it was over between them. Something that would prove her disloyal to Vegeta just to further drive the point into him. He sat there a moment in deep thought. An idea came to him. It would be beneficial in keeping him both under control and crushing his hope that the woman may come back to him. It was risky, may put the woman in danger, but it was worth the risk. Frieza had a feeling that Vegeta would never raise a hand against her. Yes, that is exactly what he would do. He would go and visit her first thing in the morning and start on the preparations.
He smiled and called the ship's pilot. "Yes. Stop the ship please. Ensure that it remains stationary. Any unknown passing ships that wish to board give them permission. Yes. I am expecting someone. Thank you."
Now all he had to do was wait. He knew Vegeta was on his way. He had told the woman that he was three days away. That had been two weeks ago, however his ship was much faster than most small ships so Vegeta was more than likely still at least three days away. No matter, it would give him more time to strategize. He could not wait!
The next day, Frieza headed down to the lab to see for himself what Dr. Gero had accomplished. He was pleased to see her hard at work already in the lab beside her father and a few of the universes other genius minds he had acquired.
"My my, hard at work at such an early hour, my dear? I am impressed." He said.
Bulma looked up at him. "My Lord. It was my understanding that this was an urgent project."
"And it is, my dear. However, I have something else that will require your immediate attention." Frieza said. "Please, come with me and I will explain what it is I need you to do. Time is of the essence. I expect Prince Vegeta to be arriving soon."
"Whatever you need, my Lord." She answered with a blank look on her face.
"And how do you feel about that, my dear?"
"About what, my Lord?"
"About Prince Vegeta's impending arrival."
"I feel nothing, my Lord." She answered indifferently. "If I feel anything at all, I only wish to not see him."
"Really?" Frieza asked with a chuckle and glancing at Dr. Gero. "And why is that?"
"I just don't want to see him. Dr. Gero showed me what he's really like. He hid a lot of things from me. He tricked me and took advantage of me. I was stupid to trust him, to hand over my affections to him." she said angrily.
"I see. You know he's coming here to take you back with him don't you?"
"I would much rather stay here with my father than go back to him." she shrugged.
"You carry his child" Frieza pointed out.
"Unfortunately. A result of my own stupidity." She said, rolling her eyes. "I chose to give myself over to the wrong person. I do not want him influencing my child. This child is all I have left. I will protect it at all costs."
"The choice wasn't yours, my dear. I'm afraid he merely manipulated you into feeling as though you did have a choice, my poor girl." Frieza replied sympathetically. "You were purchased as a bed slave. Vegeta boasted to all of us that he merely played you and your affections so as to have a willing bed partner. Once he had gotten his fill of you he sent you away and blew up his own ship."
"I thought you had blown it up." She asked with a frown.
"Is that Vegeta told you?" Frieza asked, feigning shock at the accusation.
Bulma nodded.
"Oh, no, my dear. I was there and witnessed the whole thing. Vegeta blew it up because you were of no use to him anymore. And why else do you think he ignored you all that time? He was ashamed of the bond he accidentally created with you."
Bulma frowned and blinked back tears in an attempt to keep them from falling. She was so confused! She didn't know how long she'd been here but she had a massive headache! She couldn't remember anything. What she did remember was losing her family and planet and Vegeta abandoning her. Now she was pregnant and Frieza had reunited her with her father. That was what she knew.
"Oh, please do not cry, my dear. I will see to it that nothing befalls you or that of your unborn child." Frieza said kindly to her. "If you help me now you will help me to enslave Vegeta and you and your child are more than welcome to stay here. I will protect you from him, my dear."
Bulma nodded. "What will you have me do?"
-0-0-0-
In the meantime, Dr. Briefs watched and listened carefully to this exchange. He hadn't had the chance to speak with his daughter, but knew they had done a number on her. She had been isolated for two weeks. He hadn't had the opportunity to check in on her or give her any sort of reprieve. All he knew was when she had emerged yesterday she was confused and angry. She had been happy to see him but seemingly had missed their initial exchange two weeks ago.
Dr. Briefs watched as Lord Frieza escorted hi daughter to another lab. He wasn't sure what he was up to, but assumed it was no good. He only hoped this husband of hers, Vegeta, showed up soon. Maybe he could clarify a few things and get them out of here. After all, his daughter before all of this trusted him, had told him that if this happened to her to trust Vegeta. Dr. Briefs wasn't sure if he could be trusted; not now after hearing the horrible things Lord Frieza had just told her. He wasn't sure if they were true or not. Either way, he was going to take a gamble that this Prince Vegeta would be the lesser of the two evils at the moment. If he was coming for his daughter to get her out of here, that was good enough for him at the moment.
FOUR DAYS LATER…
It had taken Vegeta and Kakarott four days to catch up to Frieza's ship. They figured he was waiting for him. He had known that Vegeta was headed his way. So why had he taken off and then stopped? Vegeta assumed that it had to do with whatever it was that they were doing to Bulma. He hoped she was alright. He hadn't been able to contact her at all whatsoever since their last conversation and it was driving him nuts not knowing what had happened.
They docked their small ship onto Frieza's with no issue. No one questioned them or their intentions, duration of their stay or anything, which made Vegeta immediately suspicious. He had a very bad feeling they were both walking into a trap. Fortunately, Frieza didn't know Kakarott was with him; and if he did, he had no idea how much Kakarott had improved since he'd seen him last. As much as Vegeta hated to admit it, Kakarott wasn't that far behind him.
Vegeta and Kakarott headed to the lab, again, without incident. Vegeta assumed Bulma would be there. If she wasn't, her father would most likely be there and she had said in their frantic last conversation that she had told him about him and that he was expecting him. They walked into the lab and looked around. There weren't many present, which again, put Vegeta on edge. This was looking to be far too easy. He didn't like it.
Vegeta walked into the lab where there were several men present. "Which one of you is Trunks Briefs?" he asked.
A creepy-looking white-haired partially balding old man with a beard stepped forward. "What difference is it of yours?"
"It is of no difference to me. It is on behalf of my mate. Now unless you happen to be him, which I suspect you aren't, get out of my way, old man."
The old man scowled at him and left the room.
"Vegeta, why did you do that?" Kakarott asked. "Now he's going to notify Lord Frieza of our presence."
"Fool! Frieza already knows we are here. Why else do you think it was so easy for us to get in here?" Vegeta replied irritably.
"Well, if he knows we're here how come he didn't greet us?"
"Because he wants me to come to him!"
"Excuse me, but are one of you the husband of Bulma Briefs?" a lavender-haired older man asked, coming forward.
Vegeta recognized him immediately from Bulma's ipod. "I am Vegeta and Bulma is my mate, yes. I trust you are her father?"
"I am." He nodded. "My boy, where have you been? She had told me you'd be here in three days. That was weeks ago! She is all but lost to me and quite possibly to you as well. You need to get her away from here."
"I was delayed. I tried to get here as quickly as possible. Where is she?" Vegeta asked.
"Away somewhere with Lord Frieza I would assume." Dr. Briefs replied. "Watch yourself, my boy. Frieza has turned her against you from what I can tell. I haven't had the opportunity to speak with her in private so I cannot tell if it is true or if she is only playing the part, but he has had her working on something for your arrival; a weapon of some sort."
"Thank you for the warning." Vegeta replied. "She is alright though?"
"She seems to be, yes though it may depend on who you ask. I am afraid I was unable to spare her." Dr Briefs said sadly, looking at the floor. "If there was any way, my boy, I would have. But to do so would have compromised my position. She told me not to do anything, that if they succeeded to wait for your arrival and to go with you. So that is what I have done."
Vegeta nodded with a heavy frown. It wasn't looking good. "I understand." He stood there thinking for a moment at what the best course of action at the moment might be. "Go with Kakarott. He is my first Lieutenant and a trusted companion of Bulma's. Go with him and look for your woman. Be quick. Kakarott get him and his mate if you find her to the ship and wait. Keep track of my energy signal. Should it spike, come immediately, I may need your assistance. Keep your energy signal low. I want you to have the element of surprise should I need you."
"Alright. What about Bulma though?" he asked.
"I will bring her back with me after ripping that lizard limb for limb." Vegeta snarled.
"But won't she be a distraction if she's at the battle sight?" Kakarott asked.
Vegeta thought for a moment on that. "Yes, but she's smart enough to keep out of the way. If I am able, I will send her your way. Keep a look out for her energy, Kakarott and get her to the ship then join me."
Kakarott nodded. He wasn't sure if that was the best strategy but it was the best they had at the moment. "Alright, Vegeta."
"Now get going, before that old fool comes back here. With any luck he will not notice Dr. Briefs missing." Vegeta said and headed towards the exit of the science labs.
"Wait!" Dr. Briefs called to him. He quickly ran into another room and returned moments later holding a capsule. "A huge portion of their project is here. I built a blank replica of it and put it in its place and kept the original in anticipation of your arrival. It will slow down the completion of that dreadful weapon they are constructing."
"Well thought out." Vegeta nodded appreciatively.
"Well, I'm not sure if you are aware of it, my boy, but I am a genius after all." Dr. Briefs chuckled.
Vegeta smirked, remembering Bulma used to drop that line all the time. She must have learned it from her father. "Indeed, I have heard. You must leave now. I will find your daughter, you have my word."
Dr. Briefs nodded. "Thank you. Be careful, my boy. That lizard has something sinister planned for you. I am sorry I cannot tell you more. I was not privy to his plans where you were concerned other than his attempt to turn my daughter against you."
"Thank you, but I can assure that if he has succeeded, it will be merely temporary." Vegeta said quietly, trying to convince himself as well as her father. "Go with Kakarott now. We have lingered here for far too long. Look for your mate and stay safe in the ship until I return."
Dr. Briefs nodded and followed the two Saiyans out with further delay. The sooner he got out of there the better.
Ten Minutes Later…
Vegeta barged into Frieza's throne room unannounced and not caring of the possible consequences. He was getting his mate back! On his journey to Frieza's throne room he had searched out the ship and could not sense her anywhere.
"Ah, Vegeta. How nice of you to drop in." Frieza greeted him, sitting in his throne. "I was so terribly worried something had happened to you."
"Where is Bulma?"
"Oh, I can assure you, she's quite fine. More than fine, actually."
"Then where is she?" he growled. That he could not sense her was driving him border on insane.
"Are you sure you really want her back, Vegeta? She's such a frail, weak little thing. You could do so much better-"
"Where is she?"
"She's here." Frieza shrugged, taking a sip of his wine. "Though she is quite comfortable here. You might find her affections have changed somewhat."
"I will take her back and then kill you. Now where is she and what have you done with her?" he asked dangerously.
"I haven't really done anything to her, Vegeta." He said innocently. "I will admit she is a most exquisite specimen. I have never seen a woman of her coloring before and I suspect never will again. But ultimately, she is not my type. Therefore is not what I have done to her but what the good Doctor has done to her."
Vegeta snarled viciously at him, baring his teeth, revealing his sharp perfect white canines.
"You see, she refused to cooperate and help me and I so desired her brilliant mind. As you are probably well aware, she is a stubborn little thing. No amount of persuasion seemed to work so I had the good Doctor brainwash her."
"You didn't."
"Oh, my dear Prince, I can assure you I did and we both, the Doctor and I had a lot of fun with it. He not only brainwashed her so that she only works for me now, but I also had him reprogram how she feels about you." Frieza explained nonchalantly. "You see, the good Doctor had the most difficult time trying to wipe you from her memory and trying to sever that damned bond you created with her. She surprised us. She has an incredibly strong mind and refused to forget you. That had been plan A. So upon further deliberation, we came up with plan B."
"Which was?" Vegeta asked irritably. He just wished he would get to the point and tell him where his mate was so he could get her the hell out of here.
"Well, it was still very tricky and she put up a good fight. It took the doctor days. Hours upon hours without reprieve actually. His persistence paid off and he eventually was able to turn that love she carried for you into hate.
"I had always thought the two emotions were so close to one another that this should have been easy, but no. It took a lot of time and effort and you should know she suffered greatly for nearly two weeks because of her feelings for you and her refusal to let them go. But that's all been remedied now my dear Prince." He said happily. "So much for the all-consuming so-called unbreakable Saiyan bond I've heard so much about since I had the unfortunate meeting of your whole entire race."
"I do not believe you. Where is she?!" Vegeta asked again in a deadly tone just barely concealing his rage.
"She should be here soon." Frieza said nonchalantly as though he hadn't had a care in the world. "I sent for her just before you so rudely barged in here."
"If you have harmed her in any way, I swear-"
"She's fine!" Frieza snapped. "By my definition anyway. She's putting her mind to work, helping me devise a way to enslave the universe; and more importantly, you."
"I will never."
"We shall see." Frieza replied with a knowing smirk. "Ahh, she is here." he said as the door of his throne room opened. "Go on, see for yourself. She has not been harmed in any way."
Bulma walked into the room with a blank look on her face. Her hair was pulled back from her face with a black head band. She wore a loose-fitting white kimono top and tight-fitting black pants and black shoes. She looked alright, healthy, uninjured. Because of the style of her top, Vegeta could not tell if she was showing yet or not. He could not sense anything from her at all, but could sense the child. It seemed to be ok.
"Bulma?" he called, walking very carefully up to her, the blank look on her face was very unsettling to him. She met him in the middle of the room and stopped in front of him. "Hey." He said softly to her, his voice laced with concern; she looked like a robot.
Bulma looked him up and down indifferently and raised an eyebrow at him.
"Are you alright?" he asked as she just stood there staring at him with a blank look on her face. Bulma, I am sorry it took so long. Are you alright? He asked her through their bond; he could feel it just a bit, though he had to concentrate very hard on it. It was still there. He took comfort in that and tried once again to communicate to her through it, only to be welcomed with a wall she quickly put up, viciously repelling him.
It hurts, doesn't it? She asked with an evil smirk.
Vegeta looked back at her in disbelief, feeling an intense wave of shame wash over him at the memory of putting her through the same thing; deliberately pushing her away through their bond. As he looked at her and took in her indifferent stare, he felt completely shatterd in that moment as she took down the wall and unleashed a torrent of emotions at him. She bombarded him with feelings of hatred, sadness, despair and abandonment; all of it overwhelming him to the point of his knees almost buckling beneath him.
Complete despair enveloped him at the realization that he had lost her completely and he never felt so empty as he did now at this very moment.
Is that how she felt? He wondered
"Not even close." She replied coldly, picking up on his thoughts.
How could I have done that to her? He asked himself.
"I don't know. Especially after all we'd gone through. I would have done anything for you, followed you anywhere. Yet all you ever saw me as was nothing more than a weakness; something to hold you back."
No. I was wrong, Woman. So wrong. You know that. I am nothing without you. He said defeated through the bond now that she had opened it up. I even told you that. Before all of this, I acknowledged to you that you are to me my inspiration of my greatest strength but also my biggest weakness. Do you remember that?
It's a pity it took you so long to realize that. And even now, you can only say it to me through the bond. You can't even say it out loud. She replied cruelly. God forbid the high and mighty Prince of Saiyans actually admits to feeling something for someone other than himself.
Woman, I was only trying to protect you. You knew that. Before all of this. I never hid what I felt for you once we created a bond. I-
You were, as usual, being selfish. I can't believe I was fooled by you. You're nothing but a monster. You took advantage of me!
"No. I did not." He replied out loud with conviction. How could she accuse him of such a thing? He frowned and shook his head. He couldn't win. They had somehow completely poisoned her mind beyond all reason. "I agree. I may have been selfish at times in an attempt to protect you from harm or to keep you from being a distraction to me, but I did not take advantage of you."
"You did! You made me believe that you loved me; convinced me that you needed my help. I had asked you at the beginning if helping you was helping one tyrant overthrow another and you assured me you were no tyrant! Yet I've seen and heard of the horrible things you've done. I can't believe I let you touch me!"
"I did not hear you complaining at the time." He replied smugly, trying to hide how much her words hurt him. If she wanted to hurt him, he'd hurt her right back. "If I recall, you were more than willing, repeatedly I might add. I did not take advantage of you or hurt you and you know that. In fact, any time you did scream, it was from pleasure."
She glared at him. "You're a pig!"
"So I've been told." He said, smirking triumphantly at her.
They stood there, glaring murderously at one another, neither one wanting to give the other an inch. Vegeta stared her down, looking into the depths of her eyes for something; anything that might indicate that she was still in there somewhere. That maybe, just maybe she was only acting or pretending to have fully succumbed to whatever the hell it was they'd done to her. He stared and stared, searched and searched until it became apparent: He did not know this woman. The woman he had found, protected, cared about; no had gone so far as fallen in love with was gone.
He clenched his fists and jaw in a barely contained rage. He would destroy them for this. All of them and anyone who had so much as touched her or had looked in her direction and had contributed to her current condition in any way. Then he would take her back with him and try to undo whatever they had done. She still had to be in there somewhere. He vaguely remembered in that moment way back when all this hell had started, when she had first arrived to Vegeta-sei and he had learned of his father and Asia's plot to see her taken from him by Frieza. She had been so scared. He had been honest and had warned her they would break her in both mind and spirit if they succeeded in taking her from him. The clarity of the memory of that night haunted him now. They had been lying in his bed together; he had held on to her so tightly while wishing for a way to possibly spare her of a horrible fate. She had even begged him that night to make love to her and he hadn't, feeling that to have done so at that time would have been taking advantage of her.
He remembered that she had promised that if she was taken, she would wait for him and no matter what they'd have done to her she'd come back to him. He had dismissed her as silly to cling on to such ridiculous notions as that, but now he was hoping to hold her to that promise. However this was something entirely different. At least if she'd been broken in mind and spirit because of abuse, he'd have some idea of how to bring her back. He would hold her and do whatever he could to reassure her of his love for her, that he still wanted her and would protect her from anything ever happening to her again. He would give her whatever she wanted and however much time she needed. He was more than grateful that they had not hurt her or had broken her down that way, but this? How could he undo this?
She hated him. It was written all over her, and it crushed him. There had to be some way for him to get through to her. There just had to be. She had gotten through to him. He had suffered eight months of hell in Frieza's service believing she was dead and being sent on horrible vile missions. He had blocked her and severed their bond. She had still managed to break through to him on the odd occasion. Even when they had found each other and he had been too hurt and afraid to open up their bond again, she had been patient and understanding with him. She had not given up on him or pushed him away. He knew she had been hurt and upset with him for not immediately reopening it, but still she had not turned him away. She had given him his space and when he had decided to reopen their bond and share everything with her, she had been there and had welcomed him with open arms and heart. She soothed him and chased away his doubts and shame. The several weeks they'd spent together on Callisto before her abduction had been perfect. They had been open with each other and were ready to take their relationship to the next level in accepting her pregnancy together with joy. At least she hadn't thrown his initial hesitancy at the idea of having a child in his face. Yet.
"My, my, this has proved to be even more entertaining that I thought it would be!" Lord Frieza said, cutting into the never ending staring contest. "Now Vegeta, this is how this is going to go. You are going to work for me, purge the planets I say and return here like a good little monkey. If you don't, I will kill her."
"Go ahead. She's obviously already dead to me."
"Well, I am afraid it's not quite that simple. You see, we did leave enough of a bond between you two that if I kill her, you will follow." He answered with a triumphant gleam in his eye.
"Then get it over and done with, I want no part in anything to do with you and I know that if you hadn't messed with her head that she wouldn't either. You'd be doing both of us a favor." Vegeta spat.
"And of your unborn child?"
Vegeta clenched his teeth. "I would still rather he die with her than condemn him to a life living under your influence."
"We shall see about that." Frieza laughed and nodded at Bulma, who reached around Vegeta from behind and snapped a ki collar around his neck.
Vegeta turned and looked at her in hurt and complete and utter disbelief. This was absolutely unbelievable!
"See? Even now you regret taking me as your mate." Bulma spat at him.
"Woman, I never once felt regret over taking you as a mate until this moment." He said calmly, containing every bit of rage he felt. "By doing this, I hope you know that you have just signed your death warrant along with all of these other fools. The exception being, for them they shall have a quick death. But you, I will enjoy drawing your death out for days, maybe even weeks. You will see and understand exactly how much of a pig I actually can be and what it means to be taken advantage of. You will beg for death. And when I decide you have paid the full price for betraying your mate, the Prince of all Saiyans then I will kill you." he said menacingly, mustering up as much hate and malice in his voice as he could even though deep down he knew he'd never be able to do it. Not anymore. Not to her. But she didn't have to know that.
Vegeta smirked in satisfaction as he thought he might have seen a flicker of fear in her eyes. Though it was concealed just as quickly as it had appeared, he had still caught it. Maybe there was a fragment of her in there buried in the depths of her mind. He refused to believe there wasn't. It may be hard to find, but it had to be there somewhere. His woman was mentally one of the strongest beings he had ever met. She had to have sealed away something that he could use to bring her back. He just needed the time to work at it and find it.
"Prince Vegeta must be very tired. Why don't you take him to his quarters?" Frieza said in a bored tone.
"With pleasure, my Lord." Bulma said, linking her arm with his and leading him away and out of the throne room.
They walked in silence for a long time before they reached the prison area. Vegeta's mind was racing. He had to find a way out of this. He was trying to get through to her through the bond, but she had a wall up again. He wondered how she'd been able to stand it all that those months he had blocked her? It had only been a few weeks that he'd been unable to communicate with her and now only a few minutes that he knew she was doing it purposely. It was frustrating! He ignored another wave of shame for having done that to her.
Bulma stopped in front of an open door of a room he assumed was to be his sleeping quarters. He walked in and then grabbed her by her arm, bringing her in with him, shoving her up harshly against the wall.
"What are you doing? Let me go!" she hissed.
"I know you're in there, Woman. Somewhere. You are not lost to me."
"Sorry to spoil your hopes, Vegeta but anything I felt for you is dead."
"I don't buy it." He said shaking her. "I know you still burn for me as I do for you." he said, leaning in closer to her.
"Think what you want. Now let me go."
"And why would I do that? Ki collar or not, I can choke the life out of you right here and now and no one would know." He said maliciously.
"You won't."
"How could you be so sure?" he asked, cocking his head with interest, watching her intently.
"Because you told me once that I had nothing to fear from you." She said softly, looking back at him boldly.
"So you do remember?"
"Some things." She admitted.
"How about this?" he asked, crushing his lips roughly to hers, kissing her deeply.
Bulma moaned in objection and smacked him on his left shoulder with her right hand. He pinned her left arm at her side against the wall, trapping her there as he leaned into her and continued to kiss her within an inch of her life. She was still trying to push him away with her right hand on his shoulder. He took her hand instead with his left and laced his fingers with hers.
She managed to wrench her mouth from his. "Get off me!" she shouted angrily, but licking her lips.
"Say you felt nothing. I dare you." he said huskily, looking intensely at her.
"I don't feel anything. Now let me go."
"I do not believe you." he said shaking his head at her. "You are mine, as I am yours. Until we both pass on."
"Not anymore, I'm not." She whispered almost sadly. "Now let me go."
Vegeta looked at her a few moments longer; she was still so beautiful to him. He let go of her left arm he had pinned against the wall and moved the collar of her top over, revealing her neck. He frowned and shook his head; her neck where he had bitten her was now all marred up. "What happened here?" he asked her.
She began to shake and quiver with fear. "Frieza. He burnt me." She whispered, looking down. "So you would not have any claim on me. He told me I was nothing more than your bed slave. That now I would be free of you."
He sighed deeply and tipped his head back, staring at the ceiling for a moment while he calmed the deep rage threatening to take hold. That they had messed her head up this bad was unforgivable! "Do you remember the night I marked you?" he asked calmly once the urge to shake the sense back into her had passed. He knew she was mentally very fragile at the moment and took her not screaming at him and fighting to get away from him as encouragement. She was actually humoring him, helping him get a full grasp on what they had done to her. Maybe he could find something there to work with or at least get her to question a few things for herself.
She frowned for a moment. "No, I don't."
"Of course not. Look, do you see this?" he said, pulling away the blue neckline of his flight suit, revealing the small scar she had left on his neck. It was barely there, but still discernible if one looked closely enough at it, it was unmistakably a bite mark. "You marked me as well. Do you remember doing that?" he asked hopefully.
He looked at it and shook her head no.
"Well, if you were nothing to me but a slave, I would not have bitten you and you most certainly would not have been allowed to bite and mark me. This is a part of a mating and bonding ritual of my people. It is only shared among mates." He explained to her.
Vegeta watched her carefully for a few minutes, letting her take all of that in. She was smart. She would figure it out on her own he hoped. He then gently placed his hand flat on her abdomen. He leaned into her again against her body. Her abdomen was starting to swell a little from what he could feel. She had to be around three months by now.
Bulma gasped and placed her trembling hand on top of his, not entirely sure of his intentions. She looked at him, her eyes wide. He could see fear there and it disturbed him. "I am not going to hurt you." He said quietly, reaching out with his ki, trying to analyze its development and progress. It seemed fine. He did not know anything about pregnancy, but he could not detect any distress coming from it; from him. He could even detect a solid heart beat.
One side of his mouth turned up in a small smile of relief. Both she and the child were healthy from what he could tell. "The child is strong."
"Of course it is." She replied. "It's yours."
He smirked at her, relieved that she wasn't looking at him in terror or hate at the moment. He left his hand lingering on her stomach and brushed his lips against hers, stroking the back of his other hand softly along her cheek.
Bulma turned her face away from him. "Let me go."
"Fine." He said putting his hands up and stepping back away from her. He did not want to overwhelm her. He could tell she was extremely confused at the moment.
"Look, don't read too much into this, but that Ki collar has an off switch." She said finally.
"How does it work?"
"Like I'm going to tell you that!" she snorted. "Look, I'm the only one who knows about it. I was the one who designed it. When the time is right, I'll turn it off for you so you can kill that bastard."
Vegeta grinned victoriously. "And you're willing to help me why?"
"Because he's evil. Like I said, don't read more into this than it is. I hate you. Make no mistake about it. But I also know that at the end of the day, you are the lesser of two evils."
"And once I destroy Frieza and take my place as supreme ruler over the galaxy?"
"You will never see me again." she answered.
"And where do you think you are going to go, Woman?" he asked in amusement.
"I don't know, away. As far away from you as I can get. Someplace where I can raise my son so that he does not end up like him or like you."
"I will not allow it."
"You'll have no choice. I will help you find a way to destroy Lord Frieza. But as soon as you have the upper hand, I will make my escape."
"So be it but I will find you."
"Please don't." she pleaded.
"Woman, you belong to me. Or have you forgotten? I will make you my queen if you'll help me."
"I will help you but I don't want to be your queen. I only want to be left alone! I have nothing!"
"You'll have me, Woman!"
"I don't want you!"
He sighed deeply and closed his eyes. "I remember when that was not the case." He said, then began to think about them when everything between them had been fine. He sent mental images to her of their first time together on his island on Vegeta-sei; the joy he felt when she accepted him and their bond, the extreme desire he felt for her. He shared with her the gentle way he had taken her innocence that night, his concern that he may hurt her and how she had trusted him blindly that he would not harm her.
Then he sent her his memory of when they'd found each other on Bellatrix after thinking she had been dead for eight months. He thought of that passionate night how they could not keep their hands off one another; how neither of them had hardly slept because neither could quench the thirsty need they held for each other. He sent her his feelings and memories of the night he had revealed to her his ascension on the plateau and how they'd made love afterwards; sent her his feelings of pride in having her as his mate and acceptance that she was in a way a huge weakness but he did not resent her. He showed her the fear and anxiety that had gripped his soul these five weeks they had been separated; especially how hard these last two weeks of him not knowing if both she and their unborn child had been safe or not. He sent all of his thoughts and feelings to her at that moment in an attempt to reawaken her.
"Get out of my head!" she shouted at him.
"I do not understand, Woman!" he sighed in annoyance. He wanted to be patient, he really did. That she hated him so much at the moment was not her fault, but that didn't make it that much easier for him to deal with this. "The last time we spoke, you said you would put up a wall to keep them out. How did this happen? How are you so easily swayed by them in two weeks? What did they do to you?"
"I don't know." She replied, looking down at the floor. "I don't remember much; just that I had an extreme headache, like a migraine the whole time. The only thing I remember of you is telling me I am nothing but a weakness to you and you blocking me out for almost a year. I remember you wanting me to abort our unborn child and not telling me you loved me before this happened to me. I don't even remember why. When I woke up four days ago the first thought that came to mind was "why didn't he tell me he loved me back?" They told me you abandoned us. Explain that." She said, placing her hand on her stomach.
Vegeta sighed and nodded. So they had only focused on the negative things that had happened between them, but he had already assumed as much. "Woman, I am sorry. Do you remember nothing else of me?"
She shook her head. "No."
He looked at her intensely. "Woman. You're smart." He said quietly. "I do not know what they did to you. I am very sorry I could not get to you in time. I blame myself for your abduction and not protecting you. I am sorry for failing you that way and I am sorry for failing you by not telling you that I loved you the last time we spoke before this happened to you. I was stressed over making it here as quickly as I could and not thinking that you may have needed that. I took for granted that you just knew. Before all of this you did know it. I have never told it to you. I've never had to. That is not who I am.
"But aside from all of that, look into this on your own, Woman. You're a goddamned genius! They have turned you against me. Look into this on your own. I am not going to beg you to see something that is obvious. Figure this out. I know you can. Ask yourself why you cannot remember anything other than the negative and the horrible. Ask yourself how that child was conceived. I can assure you our union was consensual. I never once took advantage of you."
She looked at him intently and frowned as though considering something.
"You are a scientist. Look at all of the angles before blindly accepting what anyone tells you. You are smarter than that. Do not blindly accept what I am telling you now, do not accept what they are telling you. Work it out. Meditate on it. If I were so horrible, would I have come here for you? Most importantly if you were nothing to me, I would have crushed the life out of you the second we left Frieza's throne room."
Bulma nodded. He had no idea what she was thinking. If she agreed or disagreed. He was banking on her giving what he had said a lot of thought. Her mind would most likely not be satisfied without concrete explanations, unless they changed that part of her as well. If they had, he knew there was a very good chance she would be permanently lost to him.
"I have to go." She said awkwardly, walking out of his small room. "Thank you."
"For what?" he asked frowning at her.
"For not hurting me." She said. "I was under the impression you were going to hurt me."
"Woman, I could never hurt you." he said looking at the ground in shame. He knew he should have not admitted that to her, but at the same time if he had to rebuild their relationship back up from the beginning; if she gave him a chance, he did not want to start by having her terrified of him. As it was, he felt he had over done it earlier when he told her he'd kill her in the worst way thinkable, but that had been more for Frieza's benefit than hers.
She nodded and half smiled at him before leaving him and locking the door.
As she made her way down the hall and back to the lab, she began to think about the last half hour. There had been a few things Vegeta had said that made sense. She hated him. She knew that much, but she didn't know why she hated him and that disturbed her. Something at the back of her mind was telling her that something was very wrong with this picture. It had been nagging at her since she had woken up a few days ago and now it was as if the nagging had turned into an alarm bell the moment Vegeta had shown up. She had wanted to speak with her father when she had been let out of that room, but hadn't been given the opportunity.
Bulma thought for a moment and decided that was what she needed to do.
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