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Chapter 11- Betrayal

Last time: Bulma walked back to her room and closed the door, a soft smile on her face as she flopped down on the bed, her face blushing as she thought of what had aspired just seconds ago with her and the prince. Just then a hand dropped on her lips causing her to thrash around to escape her captor.

"Don't worry princess. I will take good care of you princess," it hissed in her ear. With that darkness fell over her.

"So…Did you get her?" an eerie voice in the darkness inquired.

"Yes!" another voice shouted. "What do you expect?" Tabarika requested as she emerged from the darkness. Zarbon followed close behind her with his cargo. "Excellent…" stated the dark voice, his malicious laughter ringing through the dark, empty halls.

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The next morning

The two kings were sitting and drinking wine as they conversed about the competition and how his daughter had won a date with the prince.

"So, are those two getting along?" King Briefs inquired with unbridled excitement.

"Well, from what I saw on the cameras that you instructed me to plant in the garden, they seem to be getting along nicely." King Vegeta smirked as he pulled up the video to show him. After reviewing the film he turned to the other king.

"This is great! Look at my daughter," he gushed in sadness and fatherly love. "She is growing up so nicely."

"Well, what do we do to insure that he chooses her and we are finally able to join our planets as one," King Vegeta inquired softly as he rubbed his well-groomed goatee.

"Well, I was planning on sending Bulma's," he paused as he tried to remember his daughter's former boyfriend's name. "ex, Yamcha, to the planet."

"She had a mate?" King Vegeta asked with wide-eyes unbelieving.

"Well not anymore. They broke up a while back. They had very bad relationship, but I figure if she sees him that it would bring up bad memories and if the prince sees how he upsets her it would piss him off."

"Oh I understand now. He has such a bad temper that seeing the princess in a angry state would surly push him over the edge," King Vegeta said as a mysterious smile crept on his face. "Oh, do you wish to speak to her and tell her the 'good news?' "

"Yes, call her for me."

"Go and tell my son I would like to see the princess," the king ordered Nappa. The other Saiyan bowed respectively before leaving the two Kings to their selves. He walked down the long corridors until he came to the training room's ramp. Walking down the metallic ramp, his boots clicking under him he stopped in front of the large metallic door. Knocking on the door he was greeted by a very angry prince.

"What do you want swine?!?" he barked as he looked up at the larger male. Nappa cowered, his dark eyes scared of the smaller man.

"Sorry for my intrusion, my prince, but the king wishes for you to fetch the Princess Bulma for him," Nappa replied before bowing low to the prince before him.

"Why the hell doesn't he just send for one of his servants for this task! I am a fucking prince for Kami's sake! I am not some damn slave that he can command to do his bidding."

"I do not know, sire, but maybe you should ask him when you retrieve the princess for him," the bald Saiyan said, still bowing down. Vegeta growled as he stomped out of his training room. With several thumps of his boots on the carpeted floor he made his way to Bulma's room. He knocked roughly on the door, his anger evident. He waited impatiently, his mind counting off the seconds that he was missing from his training for the day. Growling again he banged harder on the oak door.

"Woman, you better answer this door now or I will knock it off it's fucking hinges!" he barked at the door. He waited but a few seconds before busting into the room, the door flying a few feet away from the frame. He scanned the room, his dark eyes glaring at the furniture in the lonely room. With a sniff of the air he could detect a strange smell in the room. "Woman, where are you?!" he shouted as he moved farther into the room. When he was awarded with silence he ran out of her room and headed for his father's study where he was greeted by two kings, one being his father and another one he had seen often enough, but was still strange to him. "Father, the princess is not in her room."

"Did you check the training facilities?" Vegeta nodded his head.

"I was just in the training room so I know that she is not in there."

"Was there anything strange about her room? Furniture overturned or a strange smell?" Vegeta nodded.

"There was a weird smell. I noticed it shortly after entered the room."

"Guards!" the king hollered. Several men entered the room followed by some women. "Send a team of forensic scientists to Princess Bulma's room and test the entire area! I want every Saiyan searching for the princess!" the king barked. As the guards left the king turned to King Briefs. "Don't worry, old friend. I will find you daughter no matter how long it takes!" Vegeta took a step toward the door, his eyes closed in concentration. "Where are you going son?" Vegeta turned to them, his dark eyes now in slits of obvious rage.

"I am going to question the other princesses. It is a little too ironic that none of them came to bother me after several exasperating attempts to dislodge them before." With that he slammed the door and headed out on his mission.

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"I demand to be let go this instant!!" Bulma cried as she thrashed against her shackles that chained her to the wall. "LET ME GO!!"

"Well, well, well… If it isn't the beautiful Princess Bulma from Planet Earth," a malicious feminine voice stated. Bulma's blue eyes squinted as she tried to see through the darkness when a bright, hot white light blinded her. As her vision cleared she saw two blurred of colors appear before her. Soon her vision was crystal and she saw the two creatures that had appeared before her two days ago. One was the handsome alien, Zarbon and the other was the demon lord himself, Frieza.

'Oh, my Kami! How did I land in his clutches?!?!' As they grew closer to her the only thought in her mind was how she was going to get out of this one.

"Well, it is finally nice to meet you properly since the prince did not want to share you earlier, but I do not like to waste time so let us get down to business," Frieza said with an evil smirk. Grasping her face he pulled her disgusted face closer to his pale one. "I want you to create many things for me," he stated. Bulma growled. "If not then this will happen to you," he said as he moved his face from hers to reveal a window full of missing princess. Bulma stared in horror at the women before her. All the women were still beautiful, but ragged in their appearance. "They were all so beautiful," Frieza mused aloud. "That is until my men got a hold of them." Turning back to her he grinned, the maliciousness apparent. "If you do not wish to become them then I suspect that you shall do what I say." Bulma sat quietly looking that the women before looking at Frieza. She looked like she was about to give in when she hawked a slimy logy in his face.

"I will never be your slave so take your threats and shove them up you ass!!" she snarled as she shook with fear and anger. He wiped the spit off his face, his cruel smile still on his face.

"I won't throw you in the harem for that would be too merciful, but I will show you something worse." Turning to Zarbon he snapped his fingers. "Throw her in the pit!" Zarbon's light blue face became even lighter at the name of the torture chamber, but he did as he was commanded. He unfastened the chains on her wrists and throwing her over his shoulder he carried her down the halls while Frieza followed.

"Where the hell are you taking me?!" she cried. "Put…me…DOWN!!" she screamed as she thrashed harder. The way that Zarbon had looked at the mention of the pit led her to believe that it was a horror beyond horrors. He ignored her cries as he came to a large locked door. Pushing a button he stood her in front of him. The site that greeted her was a bunch of desperate and scared women trying to escape the clutches of the aliens raping them. With a cringe she turns from the site.

"This, princess, is the pit. Since you refuse to comply with my wishes then you will spend five minutes in the pit and every time after that you will add an extra five minutes to your sentence," Frieza stated. As Zarbon was about to toss her into the arms of one of the awaiting aliens she called out.

"No! Wait! I will invent for you!" Frieza smirked as he turned from her.

"That was the response I was hoping for…" A wave of relief swept over her at his response. "But in order for you to learn your place you must learn that you never say 'no' to me." With that said Zarbon tossed her into the pit where her screams echoed as the pair left.

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"Which one of you as it?! I know that it had to be one of you!" Vegeta snarled at the four cowering princesses before him.

"What are you talking about? We have no idea where the blue haired princess went," Sonya said as she looked up at the enraged prince. "The last time we saw her was when we battled for the date with you."

"Well, she is missing and believe me that we searched this place from top to bottom and she is nowhere to be found!!"

"Are you hard of hearing?" Venus growled. "We told you that we had nothing to do with the blue one's disappearance!" Vegeta turned to the only silent one in the small room.

"Tabarika, you bitch! You were the one with the biggest grudge against her!" he growled as the girl before him grew angrier. "Where is Bulma?!?!"

"Why the hell do you care so much about her?" she yelled at him, her anger evident. "You have four gorgeous women right here! Why the fuck do you need her?!" Vegeta's hand whipped out from his side, his fingers closing around the traitorous woman's neck tightly making her gasp.

"If you are part of her disappearance I will promise that your life will become miserable," he threatened. The young woman laughed, her laughter fake and cold.

"I am afraid that the only one who is miserable is the young blue haired girl. She is with Frieza right now since I informed him of her whereabouts." As soon as the words were out of her mouth her eyes grew big, the black of her irises hiding her true eye color. "Ooops…" Vegeta stared at her, not really seeing her as he thought of the young princess in the grasp of the most evil of tyrants.

'Oh, no… This is not good. This can not be happening…' his thoughts were interrupted by the girl squirming in his arms. Tabarika struggled as she tried to get out of his iron like grip. Vegeta's hands tightened more around the girl's neck her eyes beginning to turn a slight tinge of red. "Tell me, princess why I should not strangle you for the bit of information that you just spit out?" he inquired, his voice cold as his warm hands tightened even more. Her long fingers pulled at his hands, her eyes begging for freedom as her breath wheezed out. "I will make sure that you pay dearly for your crime against the House of Vegeta-sei and Earth!" with that said he threw the girl from him and into the awaiting arms of the palace guards. "Take her away!" he growled. As they left the room he turned and ran to the throne room where his father awaited any news of the missing princess.

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"Let's see if out little princess is ready to get out," Frieza said as he signaled Zarbon to open the hatch. Upon opening the hatch they saw the bloodied and half naked Bulma standing amongst beaten or dead males. Some of them that were still alive were cowering away in the corners farthest from the bloodied female. "Are you ready to cooperate with us?" Frieza inquired. Bulma frowned, but nodded as she stepped forward. "Well, then come along I have to make a phone call." He walked away with Zarbon and Bulma in tow, Zarbon holding her by her shoulders. They entered the main control room minutes later and within seconds he had that King of Saiyans on the vid screen.

"With what do I owe the pleasure of this call?" the older Vegeta inquired with malice in his eyes.

"Well, as you know the princess is missing." At this King Vegeta looked shocked.

"How…"

"I know this because…" he shoved Bulma into the King's view. "I have her." The king frowned in distaste.

"Father! Frieza has Bulma!" Vegeta yelled as he entered the room, the throne doors slamming into the walls, the sound echoing in the large space. The king looked over at his son, his eyes angry yet his face sad.

"I know," he stated as he turned the screen so that the younger Vegeta could see the beaten and shredded form of Bulma. Vegeta's eyes widened at the appearance of the young princess. Frieza shoved Bulma out of the screen and took her place.

"It is nice of you to join us in discussing the fate of the universe and of course of the Earth princess." Vegeta growled.

"Give us back the princess and I won't come up that to rip your head off your neck and shove it up your boyfriend's ass!" Vegeta threatened. Frieza chuckled.

"As much as I would like to see you try I have a job for you that would save her life."

"And if I don't do it?" Frieza frowned.

"She will die a very pain filled and humiliating death." Vegeta shut his mouth and nodded for the lizard to continue. "Now, as I was saying…" he glared at Vegeta before smirking at the king. "Before I was so rudely interrupted. I have a little job for you. The Earth king has been concealing from me some items that can grant you three wishes from a powerful dragon. I want you to retrieve these items in ten days from now." Vegeta looked at Frieza in confusion.

"What makes you think that he would willingly hand these items over to me?" The tyrant chuckled.

"If it is to save his only daughter and heir he would most willingly do anything." With one more cruel chuckle from the lizard the screen went blank.

'Ten days? That is impossible,' Vegeta mused to himself as his father sent his guards out of the room, his son still quiet. 'I can not let her die!'

"I am preparing you a ship right now, my son. We will get her back I promise," the king announced loudly bringing his son out of his thoughts. Vegeta only grunted as he walked quickly out of the throne room, his mind still trying to comprehend what had happened that morning.

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"Well, my lord do you think that he will do it?" Zarbon inquired. Frieza stood in the shadows, his back toward his servant as he looked out of the large globed sunroof. The snow swirled over his roof top on his home plant Ice.

"He will if he cares about the princess' life." He turned to another shadow next to Zarbon. "Now, what to do with you," he mused aloud. "Zarbon, take the princess to get cleaned up and help her to familiarize herself with the surroundings." Zarbon bowed as he took the princess by the shoulders and led her out of the large throne room. "This is better than I could of hoped for," the tyrant laughed as the doors closed.

"Well milord do u thinks he would do it?" Zarbon ask.

"He would if he wants this precious princess to live… Now what to do with you?!" Frieza said as he stared at the princess in front him. "Zarbon, take the princess to get cleaned up and familiarize her with the surroundings."

Zarbon bowed as he and the princess left the room.

"This is better than I could have hoped for!" He laughed out as everything was going his way.

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