The employees of Capsule Corporations ran all around me. I was stuck, in the middle of this raging, panicked crowd, helpless, as small as I was. I was shocked, scared, cold, everything horrible, all wrapped up in a little package wearing a pair of white shorts, a yellow tee-shirt with 'Bulma' across the front, and a purple vest. The package was wearing black boots. Her hair was purple, and pulled back in a cute little ponytail. The package had sapphire eyes, and they were filled with tears.

The package's name was Bulma Briefs, me. I was only six at the time, but I was smart beyond my years, or else I would have to begin this story a couple years after it actually started. We, meaning me, my father, and my mother, were just relaxing at our large mansion. Or we were until the Saiyans came and shattered my life into a thousand, no, a ^million^ little fragments that were all too complicated for any six year old, even with my sharp mind to comprehend.

They landed in our front yard, in their scary ships. Any normal little kid would smile at the strange sight, thinking of their NASA space set at home. Well, I was above that. Besides, my best friend, Goku, was a Saiyan, and I knew very well what they were, and what their ships looked like. So we all retreated into the large building, scared. Somehow I had lost my parents, and here I was. The frightened little girl. The helpless one. The smart one.

Someone stopped in front of me. I recognized her as the pretty young secretary that worked in my dad's main office. I smiled at her. She smiled back. She always gave me jelly beans.

"Honey, come with me," She said, holding out her arms. I looked at her quietly, for I didn't know her too well, and I wasn't sure about going with the young women.

Then, a loud bang followed by evil laughing sounded from behind us. We, naturally, jumped and looked back. About eight Saiyans were blowing things away, threatening, killing people. I screamed when one of them looked at us. The pretty young secretary ran away. Leaving me alone.

"Bulma! Honey! Behind you!" Someone yelled over the sounds of flames and shouts. I looked back, my father was standing there. I ran to him and jumped into his arms, shivering.

"One of you bakas tell me where I can find Dr. Briefs, before I decide this building isn't worth the land it is on and I destroy it!" A tall Saiyan called. He was very scary looking, with black hair, a crown, and an evil face.

My father stepped forward. I hid my face in his soiled lab coat. I wanted my mother!

"I am Dr. Briefs. Who might you be, and what do you want?" My father bravely asked. We were right in front of the Saiyans now. I wished that Goku was here, he always made things less scary for me.

The tall Saiyan smirked. "I am King Vegeta, of the Saiyans. I have come from the Planet Vegetasei, and I have a request." He boomed. He was ^definitly^ a scary man! I looked up from my father's shoulder and timidly watched.

"Welcome, Your Highness, what might that request be? I am sure we can fulfill it as well as we can manage." Father said, holding me a little tighter. That made me scared, because father was ^never^ scared!

"Our planet has a reputation, as well as our race. It is getting harder to get slaves, scientists, etc. I have come with my men, which there is quite a bit more of, to collect young children to train to be set in these stations. I understand you are the smartest, richest man on the planet, so you can help me in finding the brightest children." King Vegeta said.

Father stiffened, and I fell from his arms to the floor, but not very hard. I landed on my butt, and got up quickly, staring up at the scary King, at which point I had dubbed 'King Scary'. He looked down at me with black, judging eyes, and I looked back. He looked away first.

"What do you mean? Do you mean to take them to your planet, without families, and train them to be scientists, slaves, servants, and warriors?" Father asked. He sounded angry, and he could be scary when he was mad, too!

"Yes. I do mean that. Though I really doubt that any warriors are to be trained. Humans are not strong enough." King Scary said, looking down at me. "Child, would you like to go?"

I was scared stiff. He wanted to take me away!

"No! Don't take me! Don't take me without Goku! No!" I yelled, crying. King Scary looked at Father sharply.

"Who is Goku?" He asked, like it mattered to him. I think he was up to something...

"No one, just a Saiyan we found a couple years back- I mean! No!" Father stuttered. I screamed in anger. Now the King Scary would take my friend away!! I started crying loudly, and my father grabbed me and covered my mouth, so I shut up and he let me go.

"A Saiyan? It must be Bardock's brat, Kakkarott....hmm. He must be aquired as well." King Scary said. "Men! Go find the Saiyan Kakkarott, who must live around here. Surely a Saiyan ki will stick out on this weak planet."

I glared at him and stepped forward. "You, evil, evil, King Meany!" I yelled. Father got really white and looked like he was gonna pass out. I put my hands on my hips, like Mommy does when she gets really mad.

King Scary looked at me in surprise. He didn't look like he had kids, or else he would be nicer to me. "Well, well, well. Is this a wise little girl or what? I think she fits the bill." He said slowly. I backed away.

Father got mad. "You will leave my daughter alone!" He yelled.

King Scary got mad. "Don't think to address me so surely Dr.Briefs, as you will surely die as a consequence." He warned, and went to get me.

Father stepped in front of him. "Baka," He said quietly, like it hurt to say it, which I am sure it didn't, or else the Saiyans would be sick.

King Scary glared and shoved my dad to the ground, scowling. "Don't mess with me. You daughter is as good as enrolled, so you had better say goodbye before I send you back to where you came from." He said, and my father coughed. He had been pushed really hard. He was bleeding on his head.

"Bulma, I want you to remember me. And your mother. You were always a smart, cute, sweet girl. But now I have to go somewhere, and you have to go make me proud. Please do it, Bulma, please!" He said, coughing some more.

"But Daddy, I won't have to go! I live here with you and mommy!" I said pitifully, not understanding fully what was happening.

"Bulma. You have a new life now, and we aren't part of it. But you have to promise me one thing, Princess. You have to come back, someday, somehow. Please, come back, and meet old friends, and see what has become of our dear planet. Me and Mommy will always be here waiting, Princess, and we want you to know it..." He said, and trailed off, getting weaker. "Promise me..."

"Daddy, I am not a Princess!" I said, naively.

"Yes, you are. You are the Princess Bulma, of Earth. You are the richest, brightest, most pretty girl on Earth, and that makes you a Princess, dear. Promise me........I love you.." He said, and went limp.

Bulma went to his side nimbly. "Father! Father, come back! You have to save me, Father! Kings just don't leave their Princesses, Father. Come back.....come back......." She cried, sobbing wildly now.

King Vegeta smirked and looked at the tearing little girl. "Now come with us. Your friend, Kakkarott, is waiting." He said, and picked up the girl, carrying her to the door, where he took off in flight. Off to my future, new home, and destiny.

The little Bulma package cried.

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So, what did you all think? I think it is pretty good for my very first ficcie! This will eventually turn into a B/V, but is she old enough yet? No! I will put a new chappie up almost everyday, if I can, and get along with it. And yes, Goku will appear in the second chapter......

Questions? Comments? Suggestions? Pics for the story? Please send them to: Beautifulirony1@aol.com Please, please, please do this! I need some ego-boosters and support, and some suggestions.

Thank you for reading, and Ja ne'!

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