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HEY! Sorry it’s taken me so long to update this. School is really tough and i have alot of other things to do. I'm gonna keep writing don't worry. Anyways i'm really tired so i hope this turned out good.I know its kind of short. Hope you enjoy! Oh yeah please sign the guestbook or e-mail me and tell me what you think.

Bulma was scared but a tiny gasp came from her mouth as she took a glance at the spectacular view. One could only dream of having such riches. The palace was huge. Bulma had never seen anything like it. She admired the beautiful work that decorated the place.

Bulma stopped marveling at the palace and brought her attention to more important matters. All these questions lingered throughout Bulma's mind but out of all of them the question where the hell am I was the one thought the most about. All she remembered was being on a ship and now she was here.

The solders kept violently dragging her until they reached what Bulma assumed to be the throne room. They kneeled in the presence of their king. Bulma was forced to do the same. Bulma continued to try to release herself from the ropes that tied her hands but her efforts were for nothing.

Bulma tried to get a look at this so called king but could not because his back was turned. They waited there in silence as the king turned around.

"Why have you barge in here and disturb me!" the king said

Bulma took a moment to look at the king. He was not too tall just 3 inches taller then herself. He was majorly built and had black hair and eyes.

"Sorry King Vegeta but we caught this women 10 miles north from here, what should we do with her?" asked the head solider.

As soon as the head shoulder said this a ki blasted straight towards him. The ki blast killed him instantly.

"That's for using the kings name with out permission," said Vegeta

Bulma was scarred. That man, one of the kings own kind, the king killed. It made her think that there was no way the king would show mercy to you.

" Now what were we discussing? Ah yes the girl, put as a slave." said Vegeta

"I will not be put as a slave. I'm none of the sort!" Bulma said angrily

Bulma cheek stinged and she fell over as the relization came to her. The king had hit her!

Vegeta looked at her as she fell to the floor. He had not hit her that hard. Anyone else would have been fine. He didn't understand. Her face was red and an imprint of his hand was on her cheek. Tears were falling from her eyes as the pain came to her. He felt guilt but put this quickly aside. He would not loose face in front of the others. He grabbed the ropes on her hands and brought her harshly on her feet.

"Show some respect I'm your new king!" he said

"You are Not my king!" Bulma said bravely.

"You got a lot of spunk but spunk can be broken. Guards! Take her to my chambers!"

"WHAT!" Bulma cried loudly