Chapter 3

The room was dark, he had been there for three days, without seeing the light. Her right ankle was covered in blood from the chain that imprisoned her. She felt so depressed, alone, sitting on the floor, her clothes in rags, hugging herself. His body trembled with cold, and the rats paced, near the plate of food, which they left on the ground. They treated her like an animal. How had a young woman like her come to such a situation? Simple, money.

The Brief family was the richest and most powerful. Her technology company was number one, and her nineteen-year-old daughter was the only one inherited.

On the day of his abduction, he returned to his mind.

Flash back

Bulma Brief, a cheerful, intelligent and very beautiful young woman. He never imagined that having it all would be his greatest punishment. Days ago, she had the impression that they were observing her, but she believed that they were simple reporters, since it was normal for her, the harassment of the press. Always wanting to know, details of his father's inventions.

One night, he had plans with a friend, to go to the movies, so he went out, but always accompanied by his back guard, Goku. His father worried too much about his safety, something that, at the time, seemed absurd to him.

-We are already getting Goku, but take that path, it is shorter-Said the young woman, pointing to the right.

"But miss, that road is very desolate," replied his protector, who was driving.

"Please, nothing will happen" he made a pleading face.

Goku sighed in disagreement, but still obeyed, he knew that she was very stubborn and would not leave him alone, if not to what he said.

They turned and after a few meters, a black car passed them, sneaking in front. The driver brake abruptly-Bulma, are you alright? - He asked very worried.

Bulma was on the ground, by the sudden braking-Yes I'm fine, but what happened?

"Get down, they were following us," the guard answered back, pulling out his gun, when he saw the subjects approaching the car.

Bulma hid in the back seat. I hear several shots, I was terrified. Goku used the car door as a shield, while his attackers shot. A bullet pierced the front glass of the car "Goku!" Bulma yelled.

-Bulma! Are you okay? -He said approaching the place where she was, an oversight that would cost him dearly. He knew there was no way out when he heard that voice.

"Now!" Said Turles, running to the car, only to surprise Goku, with his back to him, trying to help the young woman. With a strong blow, with the butt of his weapon, on the nape of the back guard, he knocked him unconscious.

-Quick! Take the girl to the car! - He said, looking at the unconscious man-Thank you, I have not killed you. Brother.-

Bulma's mind did not understand what was happening, were her attackers related to Goku? But she returned to reality, when another man roughly took her by the arms, until she was out of the car. "Let go of me animal!" He said, kicking his attacker in the middle of the leg.

-It's rude- Turles started laughing, seeing the man on his knees, at the young woman's kick. Bulma started running

-Stop laughing and stop her- said Raditz, very furious

"It won't go far." He took out a small pistol, pointed it at the young woman, and shot her in the leg.

He could feel an electric current running through his body -What's wrong with me? -His vision blurred, his legs loosened, until he stopped, and then everything went dark.

End flash back.

Her eyes filled with tears, remembering such a sad event.

The door of the room began to open slowly, dry her tears, they would not see her cry.

"You haven't eaten girl," said Turles, lifting the plate off the floor.

Bulma stopped and looked at him with contempt-I won't eat that garbage-

"Well princess, if you want to starve, that's fine with me." I reply coldly.

"I'd rather die than stay here." He lowered his beautiful face to the ground.

-The problem is that dead, you are worth nothing. And your father will not pay the ransom. I recommend you eat. - He brought the food closer to the young woman.

"I don't want to!" I scream, kicking the plate away from her.

Turles teased her violently, bringing her closer to his face — don't play with my patience. I can't kill you, but I can do other things for you- he ran his tongue over Bulma's cheek, and then threw her to the ground.

-If you touch me, you will regret it-He rose from the ground, facing him, his attacker. She was terrified, but nothing mattered to her anymore, she would not give up so easily, she had already been humiliated too much. He would fight, no matter how much his life cost him.

Turles watched her, straight into her eyes. He had beautiful sky-colored eyes. It was the first time he had noticed it. "Interesting," he said crossing his arms. She was helpless, knowing that they could kill her like an animal without any problem. But still, he had the courage to stand in front of him, and face him. "I don't have time to play with you." It will be another time.- He turned around and left the room.

Bulma fell to her knees on the ground-Damn. Why didn't you kill me? - The crying didn't wait. He clenched his fists tightly, lowered his head, "This is not fair," he said, clenching his teeth, "is no one going to help me?" He lay down on the cold ground. She just wanted to go home, to her parents, but time passed, and everything remained the same. He was already beginning to lose hope.

When Turles left the room, he stood behind the closed door. "Stupid girl," he said to himself, he was amazed by the guts of the young woman. But he had more important things to do.

That night he had a fight organized in one of the slums, which they managed, so he went out.

He arrived at the place and they had already started if he. As always, Nappa was won, so he settled on a wall. His mind wandered, in what happened with Bulma, until a silence caught his attention.

Everyone was watching the young man who appeared, challenging Nappa to fight. But he kept quiet, watching the fight, until the boy, after winning, claimed his money.

It was easy for him to cajole him into agreeing to fight for them, and although his brother Raditz did not agree, he knew that this guy Vegeta would be very useful to them.

He was just what they needed, someone with an empty heart, layers of ruthless killing, but he had to be careful.

He left the place, got into his car, and took his cell phone.-Vegeta. Tomorrow will be your first official fight-

"This will be interesting," they replied, and then hung up.

Turles, I smile maliciously- Tomorrow we will see what you are layered for. Vegeta.-