Written Novel

 Introduction

 Prologue~ 5 Years Later

The rain pittered down on the ancient oak that sheltered me from the storm. I watched vacantly at the leaves that rustled above my head, the twigs dancing slowly on the breeze. The cold began to bother me, so I wrapped my arms around my slightly shivering body. I sighed a deep breath of anxiety. My mind drifted to ghostly images of my past. Something I could never get out of my head. Immediately I was filled with regret and sorrow, longing to know what had become of my friends.

My tail batted the ground with a rapid motion. Ever since I was banished from Frieza's Planet Trade Organization, there hasn't been a day that I thank the heavens for my fortune. Sitting now on the ground, in the forests of Planet Sobella, was the best thing that could have ever happened to me. But grudgingly, my saiyan friends were still left slaves of that monster. I had no way to bring them with me, and now they were still at the mercy of Frieza. My commander elite Vegeta, Nappa, Radi--- I had to swallow a hard lump down my throat. The memory stinged like jagged glass. A tear of sorrow slid down my cheek, and I quickly wiped it away.

I stood up from the grass and clenched my fists together. Why couldn't we just be free of him?! Why couldn't we revolt against him?! As soon as I had thought about this, reality slapped me in the face hard and I frowned agitatedly. Because there was only four of us. Only four saiyans against a million soldiers. And Frieza. We could do nothing but endure the cruel fate that we were all thrown into. I thought about my own fate, and what had happened to me. I was free of Frieza, I was liberated. But if only there was a way that I could help the others.

I sighed when I realized how impossible my idea was. The saiyans could be ANYWHERE in the galaxy. One girl like me, could not do anything for them anymore. I was here and they were... far away. I was never going to see them again. My thought switched to Frieza again.

What could that demon be doing to them? I knew the tortures that he was capable of. I lived through them everyday. We were always Frieza's toys to play with, because we were 'dirty filthy monkeys' that he could abuse. Raditz, Nappa and I had to endure the savage things that he would do to us. But Vegeta... he was Frieza's personal punching bag. I had never seen a living being so degraded like Vegeta was.

My pulse increased and I furrowed my brows. How could the Saiyan race be humiliated so much like this? We were once a noble warrior race, superior to all. Before my father died, he used to tell me the stories of all the Elder Saiyans of our race. We weren't always savage, mindless, blood thirsty killers. We were people too. People who fought with honor, pride, and dignity. People who loved to be independent and strong. People who longed for peace, and people who were capable of love and compassion.

That all changed when Frieza came into our lives. What he turned us all into was unbelievable beyond words. Heartless monsters, that's how we were taught to live. My heart ached for the healing of our people. But it would never happen. The last saiyans alive were still under Frieza's claws. And I would never see them again, never get to change them back to the way they should have always been.

Everyone had believed that us saiyans were just murderers who followed orders. It was true. But no one knew why we were like this. Why we were so horrible. Nobody would know the good side of us.

Until now.

My name is Nira, and my story tells of the saiyans who could love, who could show true companionship and kindness, all while being enslaved to the most notorious tyrannt known to living beings. Then you would understand the true hardships we had all faced together, in blood and sweat, all trying to restore the glory of the saiyans as they once were.

Chapter 1: Exchanges  

My tail swished back and forth steadily behind me, as I studied my new commander elite. I was still in shock. How could there be more surviving saiyans then myself? Just that thought alone made me internally sigh with relief. So long... I had been waiting for SO LONG to know. Was I the last saiyan, or were there more just like me? Did I have to carry this heavy burden by myself, or could I have a helping hand? A smile crept across my lips, and I couldn't help but show some sort of emotion as my commander looked through my files. I was going to have a family. A giggle bubbled out of me, and I quickly placed my hand over my mouth.

"What's so funny, woman?" Vegeta addressed me with a slight tone of impatience. "Nothing.... sir." I responded professionally, snapping my back straight into soldier mode. I shouldn't have done that. I knew better. "Hm." He grunted and shifted the papers in his hands.

"You think it humorous that your whole squad was destroyed by guerilla attacks, and Planet 409 left burning?" Vegeta quipped rather coldly. He placed the papers down, and crossed his arms across his chest. What the heck was he doing bringing that back up? "No, sir, it's just that..." I started, but I didn't have the courage to finish. Was I suppose to address a SAIYAN captain like a professional, or a friend? I mean, he is kin. "Just what? Speak now."

My tail slapped my leg irritatedly. "Why didn't anyone tell me?" I asked bluntly, crossing my own arms. Vegeta's eybrow raised slightly. "Tell you what?" "That there were more of us! That I wasn't the only Saiyan who survived the meteor hit!" I proclaimed, tilting my head. I wanted to know. Why was this kept from me?

"Woman, it isn't exactly my fault that Frieza's elite did not inform you at all. Frankly, I did not even know a female had lived until you showed up this evening." Vegeta answered with ease. His own tail flicked in agitation. "As for that tone you just used on your own commander..." He narrowed his eyes.

Oops. This was the army, and I just sassed my own leader. Regardless if he's a saiyan! "I'm sorry." I stammered, knitting my eyebrows together. "I guess I just wanted to know. I haven't felt this much emotion in a while. Sorry." I added, stepping back. There was silence as the saiyan picked up the files to read once more. "Emotion?" He asked after a while. His eyes didn't lift from the sheets. "Um, well yes." I admitted. "I haven't seen a saiyan since I was a little girl. And yet other saiyans are working for the same lord as if it was nothing. It just puzzles me." I finished, half-explaining my true intent. Man, the one saiyan I see in ages and he's a knumbskull. I tossed that idea away.

"Well, when I heard from Zarbon that I was getting a new recruit, I was not expecting a saiyan either. This empire of Frieza's is too big for word to go around." Vegeta said, finally looking up at me again. His dark onyx eyes pierced into my dark green ones. Tough. "And you seem pretty composed that you're entering a new squad. Particularly, one with just us saiyans." He continued, as we both exited the small chamber of the space station.

"Of course, sir. It makes me very happy to be a part of yours. It would make me feel at most, home." I smiled softly as we walked down the dimly lit corridor. There was hardly anyone in the station, so the ghostly halls seemed to give us more privacy. "Hm." Vegeta grunted. "Then would you like to tell me exactly what happened to your former commander?" He proposed as we took a left and walked into the pod runway.

"Yeah. After the destruction of our planet, I was sent to work under Elite Commander Whelm. I was there with 10 other soldiers on Planet 409, the weapon exchange planet. It was one of Frieza's supply departments. We traded with other species to supply Frieza's armies with all the guns, lasers, bombs.... it was a really grueling station." I stated, wrinkling my nose when the memories danced through my head. I mourned the loss of my comrades, but I was glad I did not have to stay on weapon patrol any longer. It made me happy that I could work as a true warrior, and with saiyans too.

"We did have afew problems with rebellions from the slaves, as I remember growing up. They didn't want to do their jobs, and we had to enforce Frieza's wrath on them. I guess they had enough at one point. I wouldn't blame them either. I never wanted to hurt any of the slaves." I went on, as we paced through the inky black station. Vegeta said nothing, so I began to speak again. The nerve. "Anyways, there was too many of them, and too little of us. They rebeled and attacked us. I didn't want to kill any of them, so I asked Whelm to let me leave and get help. He let me, but he was really angry. I was ascending through the atmosphere when the explosions shook me."

Vegeta nodded his head and chuckled. "They went on some sort of suicide mission then?" He snorted. "The slaves? I guess so. No one survived the bombs and aftershock blasts. It was a warzone when I came back. I don't really want to think about it." I remembered, and stared at the metal floor. "Hm." Vegeta answered. "And what exactly can you do, woman? What has your training made of you?" I rolled my eyes and stopped in my tracks. Vegeta frowned and looked at me, waiting for a good answer.

"It's NIRA." I muttered, tossing one of my brown locks from my forehead. I watched the saiyan's expression turn malicious and then ease to a bothered frown. "Fine. NIRA. Nira, how well are you in combat? What are your fighting skills?" He asked with a tight strain, and this time, he didn't want anymore sass from me. "I dealt with weapons. Im pretty good at fighting someone, like pinning them and everything." I said, patting the white nylon belt around my waist. My most impressive little gadgets were stored up in there. "And you don't use ki?" He commented. "I can fly. I know a few things while my father taught me. But I worked with material. I DIDN'T have any time or room to train much."

We both stopped in front of our two white spherical pods. From there, it would take us to our next destination. "Well, we'll have to do something about that, won't we?" Vegeta reasoned, mildly edged with something vile. He smirked, and typed something in his own pod. "Um... of course." I jested. Something about his attitude made me feel uncertain. I tried to quickly change the subject. "So what do I get to call you? It has made me curious." I insisted on trying to warm up to my commander. He was going to be like family after all, right?

"The answer is obvious, wom--- Nira." Vegeta quavered, and turned around to look at me. A deadpan stare was plastered to his face. "I am your new commander now, so you address me as Commander Vegeta, or Elite. No exceptions." He ended that little line with a flick of his tail. I frowned and peered up at him. He only stood a little bit taller then me. "But we're saiyans!" I insisted rather childishly, as my lower lip jutted out in a 2 year old pout. "And?" He replied, placing his white-gloved hands on his hips. I huffed, and mimicked him. "And?? We should be closer than that! Why can't I just call you Vegeta??" I asked indigently. I really wanted this to be a friendship with these saiyans, not 'buisness.'

"Only the other two can call me that. And it's PRINCE Vegeta. You should be well aware of that." He said, trying to overshadow me. It didn't work, because I didn't flinch a muscle. Vegeta frowned. "Right." I sighed. "You're right. Why can't I call you Prince Vegeta then? I don't want this to just be... " I trailed off, and glanced at something else. My arms fell limply to my side. Vegeta seemed to sense the change of my mood, and he raised his head. "I'll tell you what. If you stay longer with us, and prove to be a trustworthy soldier and warrior, then I might gain some respect for you. And only then can you address me simply by my name." Vegeta mused, and a cocky grin spread across his thin lips. I rolled my eyes at the offer.

"Fine. But will that be soon?" I nagged, leaning against the space pod I would soon take off with. The prince grunted in frustration. "You're too impatient. You need to gain some approvement from me first. And I need to see that first." He turned away from me as he finished punching in the last codes into the pods. I studied the colorful glowing dots. "Where exactly are we going anyways?" I speculated, while I wrapped my tail against my waist securely.

"To Nappa and Raditz." He answered without emotion. My ears perked up at the sound of my other new comrades. "What are they like? I hope not like you. You're a sourpuss." I scoffed, and stuck my tongue out playfully at the elite. He rolled his eyes at that. "And you already seem like I'm going to have a real pain in the ass time with." He reckoned and crossed his arms again. "Ah, don't worry Vegeta. I grow on people!" I answered happily, and lightly punched him in the shoulder. "Mmm, right." He hissed. "And it's Commander Vegeta to you, woman."

"And it's NIRA to you, commander!!" I sneered, and stuck my tongue out at him again. Vegeta snarled, and pressed a button on his control pad. The slide to the pod lowered down, where he would take a seat. "We don't have much time. Frieza expects an audience with my squad tomorrow. We need to meet up with the others and head to Station sector 23. His ship will be orbiting there." Vegeta explained as we both entered our pods.

"Right... I never met the guy before. I heard he's tall." I pondered a while, while I found a comfortable position to sit in. A cackle was heard from the other pod. "You know nothing. The alien is no more than 5 feet tall. He's not pleasant either." The Prince informed with slight amusement. "And you have a lot to learn too." He added. Right. I think I already knew that. We said nothing more as the gate from the pod wing opened slowly, and we finally took out into the dark emptiness of space.

I crossed my legs. The tightness of the spandex I wore was sometimes unbearable. All the while, I began to think about how fortunate I was that I was placed with these saiyans. I was still mad that their existence was kept from me, but that was covered up by my joy to be with them. I was going to see the galaxy with them, not just Frieza Planet 409. I was going to go on missions with them, and live with them. I knew my life would change, finally for the better.

And Vegeta? I didn't think so much of him, especially that he was the Prince of the Saiyans. But who was I to judge? The man never saw a girl in HIS LIFE, probably. Ah, well. I wondered what the other two would be like. Nappa? Raditz? I hoped at least ONE of them was tall, dark, and handsome. A girl could dream, right? 

Chapter 2: New Family 

 The pod shook spazmatically, waking me up from a much needed sleep. I was literally pulled out of my dreams. What the heck was going on? "Huh? Wha??" I mummbled, wiping drool from the side of my lips. The machinery continued to rattle underneath me, sounding extremely tired and ready to give out any second. The buttons and knobs on my dashboard were screaming with blinding colors. What the hell? "Nira... NIRA. Do you copy?" Vegeta's slightly mad tone interjected into my ear. I rubbed my eyes sleepily, letting my brown tail fall loose from my waist. I pressed the reciever button lightly from my new scouter. "Yeah, I copy Commander. I just fell into a deep sleep." I spoke softly, still swirled in dizzy dreams. Man, I should stop sleeping on the job.

"I've been trying to reach you for 15 minutes, damn it. Don't snooze on the job, Nira." Not even a HINT of remorse! Ugh. "Commander, I was really tired! I haven't slept in 4 days!" I sputtered out, trying to keep my composture cool. My vision was even turning to vertigo. "That's none of my concern. You need to always stay alert and ready, even when we're traveling through the void." Vegeta mentioned coldy, and I could hear through the scouter that he was shifting positions.

The pod oscilated again, snapping me back into reality. "What the hell is even happening?!" I hollared, completely done and frustrated with this "carnival" ride. "Relax. We're entering a field of astroids. Its nothing serious." He answered calmly. My eyes widened. Astroids? We could be crushed into dust! And he was saying that as if it wasn't 'anything' serious. "Vege--!" "The astroids are more like little rock chunks! Would you stop screaming, damn it!" Vegeta lashed out, before I could even tell him how completely crazy he was. I sighed, and sat back into the seat, crossing my legs together.

"Jumpy woman." The Saiyan Prince smirked, and even if he couldn't see me, red crimson spread across my face. How embarrassing. I tried to take deep breaths, and rubbed my temples very gently, in pleasing, small rotations. A headache was definately coming on. And my own elite captain was causing it. I looked up at the small black glass from the top of the pod. I could spot a few astroids, but they were more like handballs. And Vegeta would have the adassity to call them astroids.

I wonder how long we had traveled through this inky blackness. An hour? 4 days? I decided to ask Vegeta, hoping that his anger had also simmered down. I clicked my reciever.

"Hey Vegeta?" I spoke in a new, happier tone. Maybe if I didn't hold any grudges then I could definately get along with him. "...what?" He inquired blandly. His voice was edged with no interest at all. Damn. "When are we getting to Nappa and Raditz?" I asked politely, adding just a SMALL sweet tone to it. Maybe his manliness would melt to it. "We should be pulling in in about 3 minutes, actually." Vegeta grumbled and huffed in boredom. "Really?? I can't wait to meet them!" I could feel my whole soul just bubble up with happiness. I longed for real saiyan companions. I needed at least two.

"Don't get too excited. They aren't the best things you've ever met. But they are better than nothing." Vegeta said coyly, being more jestful than honest. "Hmph. Okay then Mr. 'I Think Im By Far the Best.'" I sassed, (yet again) and took my finger off the reciever. I could easily picture the boatload of cusses that saiyan was spewing, but for the moment, I didn't really care. I wanted to meet Nappa and Raditz desperately.

Suddenly, my pod flashed a spinning red light, that startled me from my pensive thoughts. HM? It must've meant that we had reached our destination. I lightened up almost just as quickly. The edges of my window showed that we were definately picking up speed, and small red sparks began to fly from outside. We were entering a very small atmosphere.

A moon. Of course they were on a moon. This is probably what Vegeta meant by 'Mid-terminal Station.' The pod began to shake once more, a little harder this time, as we were descending down to the rather little floating satallite. In a matter of moments, we had both landed, and the pod doors were rising. I arched my back painfully, (those darn uncomfortable space pods) and stretched my arms, as I stepped out of the pod. My white boot landed on dusty little moon clumps.

"Wow, this place isn't much, is it?" I stated aloud, as I scanned the rather bleak and charred terrain. There must've been a small raid here long ago. Vegeta walked up right next to me, squinting his eyes in the same direction as I was. "What did you expect? This is a drop-in station for Frieza's soldiers. Its not suppose to look welcoming." He speculated, crossing his arms over his chest. I blinked and looked up at him. "He doesn't like to make his soldiers feel at home?" I pondered innocently.

Vegeta's eyes almost bugged out of his face. "What?? What the hell do you think Frieza's personality is like? A jolly, good old tyrannt? Or a DAMN TYRANNT?!" He snapped and narrowed his eyes at me. Mine widened in return, and I stepped back. "I didn't know. I was just wondering." I sniffled out a little bit childishly. Jerk. No right to snap at a woman like that.

"Or maybe I should be blaming Welm for this. Damn fool. You need to be practical, Nira. This place, like all the others, is part of our prison. Not some damn happy club-house." He began to stride away to a small building like structure. My lip jutted out and I crossed my own arms. Hmph. Vegeta stopped abruptly, before he un-willingly turned around to look at me. He literally had one foot through the station. "Would you please come follow me?" He spoke rather irritatedly.

He wanted to be mean? Then I would seriously make this difficult for him. "Uh, no thanks. Go on without me, Commander." I brushed a few locks from my forhead, and turned my back on him. I heard him heave a very tense sigh. "Do you want to catch a cold? A shame too. I would have to go through all that trouble with Zarbon to find another teammate." Vegeta admitted through clenched teeth. Its like saying something rather nice was sucking the life force out of him! "Besides, I thought you wanted to see the other saiyans?"

THAT'S RIGHT, I DID. I rolled my eyes, and marched right back around, entering the station before Vegeta did. "Hello? Is there anyone here??" I called throughout the small station. I heard shuffling from around one of the corners. "Hey Nappa! Prince Vegeta is back! And he brought back our new crew member!" A husky but very entertained voice proclaimed from 30 feet away. This must've been Raditz.

Around the corner, two very large saiyans appeared, walking enthusiastically towards us. "Nappa, Raditz, this is Nira. She will be our new comrad in our new squad." Vegeta introduced rather boredly. He made a small gesture towards me. The saiyans stopped in their tracks, staring at me. Both sets of eyes were widened. The taller, bald one furrowed his eyebrows. "Nira? But that's a saiyan's name, isn't it?" He quipped, with a slight amusement in his tone. Vegeta sighed. "Yes Nappa, Nira is a saiyan."

I didn't hear Nappa's response because I was immediately entrapped in the smaller saiyan's arms. He had me in a bone crunching hug. "I can't believe you're really a saiyan! I thought there were no surviving females left! That's so amazing!" Raditz remarked happily, rocking me back and forth. My air was getting harder to breath. "Yes... I ...know.. I didn't know... you were alive...... either." I croaked out, feeling that my diaphragm was ready to split apart. "Raditz, you're crushing her." Nappa's poetic-like voice intervened from behind. I nodded helplessly.

"Oh sorry! I didn't mean to!" Raditz apologized quickly, setting me down suddenly, like a fragile toy. I sucked in a much needed breath of air. I placed my hand over my chest, and looked up at him. His face was displayed with sincere concern. At least he cared. "No.... problem." I piped out, smiling at him. I eyed him a little. Not half-bad. Raditz grinned in return. "Im Raditz by the way." He put his hand out in an innocent, classic fashion. I gladly gripped it. "Nice to meet you darling." I winked at him.

Vegeta rolled his eyes, turning his head to stare at something else other than our introductions. Nappa smiled warmly at me. "And Im Nappa. Im the only mature adult around here. These two are just kids." He addressed to me, as we both shook hands. Raditz grinned sheepishly. Vegeta didn't even glance at us.

I studied the new saiyans carefully. Nappa was just mind blowingly HUGE, compared to the other two. He had a small mustache and a purple scouter on his face. It matched my own purple scouter. Raditz on the other hand was still tall, but managable. His hair was long and dark, spiking down to his knees! I had no idea how he could even fight with that hair of his. The saiyans had dark onyx eyes, a matchset to Vegeta's. I guess the typical, stereo-type saiyan look.

Nappa saw that I was zoning out a bit, so he cleared his throat. "Welcome to the group, Nira. It's good to have you with us. Another saiyan to the team. It's just perfect." He went on, flicking his tail playfully at my own. I smiled at the invite. I snapped my tail back at him. Nappa stiffled a laugh.

"It's good to be here. I feel like I really belong now." I took a deep plunge and embraced Nappa as sincerely as I meant. I hoped to the Heavens that he was much different than Vegeta. That he could accept this form of friendship. Nappa akwardly had his hands to his sides, before he smiled and hugged me lightly back. I was so happy that he responded. Finally, a true family member. I let go off him and crossed my arms, having a tight smile spread across my mouth. "So, you guys actually do go on Frieza's missions, huh?"

Nappa and Raditz both smiled humorously. "Yes, we do. But assuming from where you're from, you haven't ever left your military planet, have you?" Nappa assured softly, tilting his head. I looked down at my feet. Yeah... that was pretty embarrassing. "Yes. I haven't ever been on dangerous missions before." I implied, grabbing my left arm in a sheepish manner.

Raditz raised one of his brows. "So its going to be your first time then? A newbie, aren't we?" He teased, and crossed his arms across his massive chest. My face began to burn and I shot an annoyed glance at him. "It's not funny, you dweep. It's actually rather nerve-racking." I stated, my tail laying limp between my legs. What a turn. Telling a bunch of SAIYANS that I couldn't fight that well. "Well surely you know something, Nira...?" Nappa continued in a very optomisic manner.

I raised a shoulder slowly. " I can fight yes, but my ki isn't very well balanced. I can hardly shoot energy balls from my hands." I coughed out rather lamely. The blush on my face only spread even more, showing visual discomfort on my part. Raditz continued to hide his own amusement, by covering his mouth. "Hey Vegeta, are you sure she's even a saiyan? Not a fighter, and she has these strange eyes....?"

My mouth opened in jest. I smacked Raditz lightly across his bicep. "I am too a saiyan! Its not my fault if I worked in a different type of labor! Sheesh!" I flipped my bangs in his face. Raditz laughed, putting his arms up in protest. "Okay, okay! Didn't mean to degrade you! You have the temper of a saiyan for sure!" He taunted playfully. I couldn't help but grin. Nappa smiled in agreement, and then looked at me. "It doesn't matter, Nira. We're all commrades now. We will help you get stronger. Don't worry."

I sighed and wrapped my arms around myself. "Yeah, I hope so.." My voice trailed off, and my eyelids closed half way. "I just don't want to be a dissapointment to you guys. I want to help." I added, with alittle bit of a melodramatic voice. "It's fine. We'll all get through it together. I'm actually quite happy that you are a saiyan, and not some other chump alien." Nappa insisted, his charcoal eyes lighting up with sincerity. That made me feel alot better, and I tried to lift my own spirits.

"Besides..." Raditz began. "You're quite pretty for a saiyan woman. Not that I've ever seen one. I just mean the green eyes and everything...." He hinted dreamily, and was elbowed in the ribs by the eldest saiyan. "OW! WHAT DID I SAY??!" He snapped at Nappa, rubbing his side. Nappa rolled his eyes and chuckled. "Stop flirting with your teammate, you fool." He cautioned, and couldn't help but smile. I laughed too.

"Uhh...." Raditz mummbled something under his breath, as Nappa and I watched his face go a shade darker. "Hehe, you're funny." I mused, and playful smacked my tail on his leg. "Uh, yeah, I guess I am." Raditz responded, brightening up a bit. "No you're not, Raditz. You're a moron." Nappa growled bluntly and to the point. Raditz frowned. We all broke out laughing.

Vegeta scoffed and finally looked at us again. "We need to stop goofing around. We have a meeting to head off to. Have you all forgotten about Frieza?" He burst out, his tail moving agitatedly. He narrowed his eyes at the other two, obviously expecting better from them.

"Yes, of course Prince Vegeta. We should be heading off then." Nappa recalled to himself, straightening up. Raditz rolled his eyes, retalliating. "C'mon, Vegeta. We're just getting to know each other. No need to be a sour puss." He protested, and crossed his arms. I smiled exactly like Raditz and mimicked him. "Yeah, Mr. Grumpy Prince." Vegeta twitched at that name.

"You know what? How about I just leave you two here then? In 2 days you can run out of provisions. And then you can eat each other up, it would rid me of your prick attitudes." Vegeta snarled in response, glaring daggers at both of us. Raditz's hands fell limply to his sides. My eyebrows rose in surprise.

Vegeta smirked. "I thought so. Now get your acts together, and lets get off this God-damn rock already." He walked out of the station in a blur. The rest of us just stared off after him.

Nappa laughed nervously. "We better go, you guys. I think he meant it." He began to walk off after the rude prince. Raditz looked at me. "We should go, Nira." He stated, and motioned for us to leave. I nodded, and we both walked down the hallways. "He always ruins the fun." He whispered playfully at me. I giggled. "Yeah, he's such a stiff, but I already got used to it." I chimed in.

Raditz laughed. "Ha! You should see him when he's REALLY pissed! He's like a raging bull!" He spoke rather tensely, with a mild hint of amusement. I groaned in response. "Damn it, there's a WORSE side of him?!" I stammered, and slapped my forhead. What a pain this would be.

We both walked out laughing our asses off, continuing to poke and prod at our elite commander. As much as we were dissing him at the moment, I couldn't help but feel more attachment to him, and Nappa and Raditz. Especially Raditz. I felt like we clicked on the spot.

The pods were soon ready, and after a few more words from Vegeta, we were already taking off in space once more. This time, to get to buisness.