DISCLAIMER: If you think that I am claiming DBZ, congratulations! You are a moron.

Author's note: Yep, I decided to stop being lazy and continue. I like this story, I think it's cool. If you think differently, you're showing your stupidity by continuing to read. But anyway, for those who like this story, I'll do my best to see it to the end. Honestly it'll be the first time I ever wrote a complete fic.  Oh, well. On with the show!

Krillin sighed as he stared out into the vast emptiness of space. Krillin suddenly got a feeling in his gut. Something was bugging Krillin ever since that dog fight they were stuck in. Krillin saw no consequence in expressing this feeling, so he just expressed himself.

"Gawd, I'm hungry!"

Yamcha sighed, "Me, too. Maybe we should've packed some rations....."

Krillin exclaimed, "MAYBE?!"

Yamcha shrugged, "There's nothing else we can do until we get to that planet, so we're just gonna have to sit tight until then."

Krillin sighed again, "How long do we have?"

Yamcha looked on a timer screen in front of him, "About 7 hours."

Krillin banged his head against the back of his seat in frustration, "ARRRRRRRRRGH!!!"

Yamcha's stomach began to growl, "Maybe there's some food somewhere on this ship."

Krillin replied, "I'll go check. No use in starvin' to death before we get there."

Krillin hopped out of his seat and began to look around the back of the ship.

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As he entered through a corridor, Krillin looked around to see he was in a big room that looked like a shrine. Pictures of Vegeta and Trunks were hung all over the place. Krillin didn't recognize Trunks but the face of Vegeta was one that couldn't be forgotten. He was glad that he saw this instead of Yamcha. Krillin shrugged off that thought and began to venture further into the ship.

     He entered through another corridor and saw it was a viewing room. He saw that there was a big monitor next to a console and a bunch of chairs lined up in row in front of the monitor. Out of curiosity, Krillin decided to watch whatever was available to play. He looked over the console and saw that it was set up just like a VCR back home. He then proceeded to push the play button and took a seat in the front row. The screen came on and went black for a few seconds. It faded back in and it looked like some kind of documentary. Suddenly, a man with black, spiked hair and a 3 piece gray suit stepped on camera.

"Good day, my fellow saiyajin people. I'm hear to inform you on the purpose of the human race. Unlike us, they possess no power for offensive or defensive combat. That means that they are obviously created to be slaves for a stronger race, which is us. Ever since out offensive take over, our race has grown stronger during the years. Thanks to our great king, Freeza, Koola, and Kind Cold were all put on ice, hahaha! But some of you have no clue how to properly train your human, so we have our great leader, King Vegeta, to demonstrate!"

The saiyajin in the suit steps off camera as Vegeta steps in with a cain in his hand, "Greetings, my loyal saiyajin people! To properly train your human, you must first break their spirits beyond the point of no return!" Vegeta violently yanked on the chain as a blue haired woman is pulled onto camera, falling with her face down.

       Vegeta exclaimed, "Get up, you mangy earthling bitch!" The woman began to weep softly as Vegeta pulled on the chain that's connected to a collar on around her neck.

"Get up and shut your mouth!"

      The woman began to obey, but still hung her head low. Her blue hair hung over her eyes and most of her face, concealing her identity. "Now, to break their spirits, you must let them know that YOU are in complete control of their lives and their fate is solely YOUR possession!"

      He looks down as the young woman and says, "I guess you want more punishment, huh?! I AM YOUR MASTER!" Vegeta cocks back his hand and slaps the woman across her face with the back of his hand, "Next time, I'll hit you harder than that!"

       Blood was dripping from her face after that. Saiyajin's tend to hit kind of hard. The woman started screaming, begging for him to stop. She was screaming for dear life as he drug her off camera and the sound of more hits landing was heard until the screaming came to a complete stop.

      The saiyajin in the gray suit stepped back onto the camera, "Thank you, King Vegeta! That's all the time we have for our program, and remember: Don't think of humans as people, but tools that help build our society! Good night!"

The screen cut off after that. Krillin felt sick.

"Bulma...."

            He didn't want to eat anything now after seeing that sick and disturbing footage. It brutally killed his appetite in cold blood. Krillin stood up and shook his head in total and utter disgust as he continued to find food, not forgetting that Yamcha was hungry, too. Krillin stepped through the following corridor, which was apparently the last one, since no other doors were in that room. Krillin saw white boxes everywhere. He cocked an eyebrow and went to the closest one to him. He opened the lid and saw that there was....beef jerky?! Krillin shrugged and grabbed all the packs of it he could carry. He then began to make his way back to the bridge where Yamcha was.

     "Yo, Yamcha. Dinner is served." Krillin tossed him a pack of the jerky and dropped the rest on the floor between them. He then plopped back into his seat and sighed.

Yamcha looked over toward Krillin and said, "What's up, man? You look kind pale."

Krillin replied, "I'm fine, don't worry about me!" He faked a smile.
 

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Vegeta exclaimed, "What did you say?!"

     Nappa lowered his head, "Your mate has escaped, sire. We found the guard lying on the floor without his pants in a fetal  position."

     Vegeta rubbed his chin, "Obviously he was trying to mate with MY mate. Send him to the dungeon! I shall punish him personally."

     Nappa bowed, "As you wish."

As Nappa walked away, Vegeta growled and balled up his fist as he walked over to his balcony and looked down over his kingdom, "I know you're out there somewhere, woman. I'll hunt you down like the weak animal you are and make you pay for trying to escape..."

Trunks called from behind Vegeta, "Father."

Vegeta turned around to see his son standing before him, "What is it, boy?"

Trunks replied, "I would like to go with Nappa back to the training center today."

Vegeta scoffed, "Why is that? To be defeated by another commoner?"

Trunks began to stutter, "But, but, but...that was a fluke. He was-"

    "..more skilled than you," Vegeta finished, "If he defeated you, you lost, it's that simple. Apparently, HE knows the rules of combat better than you do. Anything goes! Now stop making foolish excuses. I have already lost some of my respect for you. If this keeps up, I'll disown you from the family bloodline and banish you from my kingdom! Is that understood?!"

      Trunks lowered his head, "Yes...father." Trunks walked away with a lowered head. As he turned the corner, right then and there he swore his undying hate for Tyler. His hate went beyond just wanting him dead, he wanted him to suffer to the point that Tyler would be begging for Trunks to take his life.

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Tyler's eyes opened to see the ceiling of his bedroom, "Another day...."

He sat up and stretched while yawning loudly. He cracked his knuckles and hopped out of bed. He then stretched his legs a bit and walked over to his mirror and began to stare, "What am I here for? Man, I'm tired....maybe I'll stay in bed today...."

Tyler walked over to his bed and collapsed on it, not even caring about anything but staying in bed. Some crazy chick attacked him and probably wants a rematch and also, Trunks wants him buried alive. Tyler figured why even leave the house if he has to watch his back for one person or the other? But then again, Tyler wasn't a coward. He wasn't afraid of fighting. He was just too tired to be bothered with it.

As Tyler was about to dose off, the door burst open, "ONEECHAN!!!"

Tyler jumped up, "ACK!"

Tomito grinned, "Wake up! Wake up! It's morning!"

Tyler growled, "No sh-"

"Tyler!" scolded his mother from behind Tomito

Tyler then saw his mother come in, "Now, Tyler. I've told you about that foul mouth of yours. Don't make me get the soap!"

Tyler cringed at the thought of tasting soap again, "Sorry, mom..."

Tomito kept on grinning, "Let's go play, oneechan!"

Tyler turned over in bed, "No."

Tomito looked up at his mother with sadness, "There's no one else I can play with...."

      Reiko looked down at her youngest son and said, "Don't worry, I'll fix it for you. Tyler! Get up and take your brother out to play for the day. You look like you could use some fresh air, anyway."

Tyler whined, "BUT MOM.....It's only 10 in the morning!"

Reiko then said, "My eldest son...can't you do this one favor for your dear, old mother?"

Tyler was a sucker for this act, "Okay, okay, I'll do it...."

She smiled, "You're such a good son. Try to have a little fun."

She walked out, leaving Tomito and Tyler in the room.

He scowled at his younger brother, "I hope you know that I'm gonna get you back for this BIG TIME."

Tomito stopped grinning and gulped.

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        Bulma's eyes opened to the sight of nature as she was still in the woods and still in one piece. She looked around a bit before getting back on her feet. She still had on the filthy silk gown that she was forced to wear. She needed clothes, but where could she go? Bulma began to think that she should've planned ahead further than just getting away from Vegeta. She knew if she went to one of the local town centers for clothes, they'd more than likely recognize her and send her back to the castle. That was the absolute last thing that she needed.

Bulma sighed and sat right back down, "How can I do anything around here? Humans and saiyajin are easy to tell apart. Muscles, tails, spiked hair...spiked hair?!"

      Bulma began to smile to herself, "I'm such a genius, if I do say so myself! And I do!"

      Bulma stood up and began to walk off, out of the woods to execute her fool proof plan. Seeing all the regulars that roamed about on this planet, she had to blend in a bit. She walked down the path which took her out of the woods. She then found out that it lead into a town.

     Bulma then thought to herself, "I think humans are used as slaves here. I got it! I'll pretend I'm a slave running errands, then I'll snatch up what I need when they're not looking! Hehe, this is gonna be too easy!"

    Bulma walked into the town. She could feel the stares by the saiyajin people around her. It was like they were stabbing at her with those glares. But, she continued on, when suddenly, someone had grabbed her and pulled her into an alley.

Bulma was about to shout, but the heard a calm, "Shhh....they'll find us if you scream."

      Bulma looked to the face of the woman who pulled her into the alley. She was about Bulma's height, had a humble presence to her and had her black hair tied in a bun. The woman said nothing else as she grabbed Bulma's arm and lead her off further into the alley. They arrived at a dead end which looked like reinforced steal. The woman knocked on it softly 4 times in a rhythmic pattern. That's when the wall lifted up and she continued to drag Bulma along with her inside as the wall lowed behind them. Bulma looked around to see a large room which looked like a run down lounge with many women her age in kimonos.

    The woman who had led her to this place began to get everyone's attention, obviously she was the leader, "May I have everyone's attention please?"

The room began to fill with silence.

"Thank you. I would like to announce that I have found another just like the rest of us. Another woman in need. I want to ask of your approval as everyone's vote counts in here and everyone's opinion is important as anyone else's."

    The woman around the room all began to applaud in approval as Bulma stood there, a nervous wreck, in the center of all the attention, not to mention that fact she had no clue what was going on here.

    Bulma looked at the woman in charged and asked, "Um, excuse me, but what is all this?" The woman looked at Bulma and cocked an eyebrow, which made Bulma feel a bit nervous. But then, she began to smile, giving Bulma some relief.

     "Please forgive me for not introducing myself. My name is Chi Chi and I lead the F.H.W.I. which stands for the Faction for Human Women's Independence. We are all former slaves of those brutes of this planet. Because of obvious circumstances, we live in concealed places all over the kingdom. We spend most of our time planning on how to find a way to get home, but the only setback is that no matter what plan we come up with, we always need someone as strong as one of those monsters since everything that has to do with space travel is always guarded. That's about all I can say about our group for now. Are you interested?"

     Bulma thought about it for a second. They obviously needed all the help they could get. Besides, she never turned down a fellow female for assistance. And if she wanted to get of this cursed planet, she would need some help. With her inventive mind and they're strategic approach, they could get outta here in at week tops!

     Bulma smiled and said, "Yes. As a matter of fact, I'm VERY interested."

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       Kakarrotto looked inside of the empty cell Bulma was in and smiled a bit. He heard about Bulma's jailbreak and was partially happy for her. He wondered where she could've gone to after escaping. There weren't that many good hiding places thanks to King Vegeta's paranoid ways of placing guards all over the place, even undercover guards were around the kingdom. It was just plain sad how untrusting the king was of his own people. At least that's was Kakarrotto thought.

As he leaned against the wall, another soldier came walking to him, "Yo, Kakarrotto. Ya heard about the king's mate?"

He nodded, "Yeah. Some guys should learn not to think with their hard-on."

The guy nodded, "Yeah, it's a damn shame. Didja hear what happened to him?"

Kakarrotto asked, "Executed, right?"

       The guy shook his head, "Not exactly, he was tortured to death by the king himself. He came down right before the execution was carried out and said that he would take it from there."

      Kakarrotto chuckled a bit, "I guess he deserved that."

The guy sighed, "I dunno, from what I heard, it was pretty brutal."

      Kakarrotto smirked a bit, "Do tell."

The guy started, "Well, to start it off, he actually shoved his foot in his ass all the way up the the ankle. Then he removed his foot, but they couldn't get the boot out. So the king got pissed and shouted to the guard to get the biggest knife he could find and made the poor guy strip. The king beat him with a stick, making bloody marks all over his nude body, then castrated him."

     Kakarrotto cringed, "That's pretty brutal."

     The guy nodded, "I told ya. But, I'm not done yet. After his cut it off, he shoved it in his mouth and forced him to swallow it whole. Then he beat him some more. Eventually, he died from all the pain. It took the royal guard 10 hours to clean up all the blood and remains when the king was through."

     Kakarrotto's eyes were about the size of dinner plates by now, "NANI?!"

     The guy nodded, "The king is very serious when it comes to his mate, ya know."

     Kakarrotto folded his arms, "No kidding...."

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"C'mon, oneechan! Let's play!"

   Tomito happily jumped around as Tyler sighed and sat down with his legs folded, "Why does stuff like this happen to me? Next thing that'll probably happen is that crazy chick finding me here."

Suddenly a voice could be heard, "Hey! It's time for round two, tough guy!!"

The girl landed right in front of Tyler with her hands on her hips "Well? You gonna fight or do I have to pound some courage into ya?!"

    Tyler sighed, "And cue Trunks..."

    Trunks came flying down and said, "Tyler! It's time we finished what we started!"

    Tyler shook his head, "If I'm lucky, maybe I'll get hit by a crashing space ship....."

     Suddenly the girl glared at Trunks, "Hey! I saw 'im first! I'm gettin' the first crack at 'im, ya understand?!"

     Trunks raised an eyebrow, "You address your prince in such a manner?"

      She squinted her eyes at him a bit, "ACK! Prince Trunks!! Gomen nasai!"

      Tomito looked at Trunks like he was just another person and said, "Purple hair looks stupid. My green hair is MUCH cooler!"

      Trunks looked at Tomito and sneered, "What?! You'd better what your mouth you brat or I'll-"

      Tyler gritted his teeth, "Or you'll what?!"

      Tyler stood up and faced Trunks with a menacing frown and a faint power aura, "Do tell. What WILL you do?"

     Trunks smirked, "Do you actually think a super saiyajin like me could possibly fear a weakling like you?"

     Tyler shook his head, "I don't give a damn WHAT you fear. If you hurt my little brother, I swear to Kami I'll kill you."

      Trunks chuckled, "You have more courage than I gave you credit for. You really think you're a match for me?"

       Tyler smirked, "The question is, are you that much afraid of me?"

       Trunks sneered again, "What?!"

       Tyler chuckled a little, "You see, I've noticed that you can never win an argument with me without mentioning that you can turn super. So I bet you couldn't beat me without turning super, can you? I wonder what kinda saiyajin pride is it when you have to use super saiyajin powers on a single opponent who you constantly refer to as cowardly and weak?"

       Trunks had nothing to say after that. It was mostly true. He was always bragging to Tyler about how he could beat him at anytime as a super saiyajin. The girl watched as she could feel the intensity of the moment. Tomito wasn't really paying attention to anything but the fact that Tyler was taking up for him. He never did that before. Then again, he was never in a position where he had to. Trunks then paid close attention to Tyler's power level which was slowly, but surely rising.

       Trunks began to float a little as he folded his arms with a smirk, "It's a shame that I don't have time to play with you now. Maybe some other time."

Trunks flew off at light speed, leaving nothing behind but a vapor trail.
 

    The girl looked at Tyler and said, "Wow, I was wrong about you! You REALLY have guts!"

She stared at him for a minute. He looked familiar. She recalled someone from her past named Tyler. But was this him? Nah, this couldn't be. He's a rude with a bad attitude. Her childhood friend was kind and polite, never wanting others to feel bad.

     Tyler exclaimed, "Hey, quit starin' at me already!"

      She looked at him in the eye and said, "Bete."

      Tyler cocked an eyebrow, "What the hell are you babbling about now?"

      The girl asked, "When you were little, did you ever me a girl by the name of Bete? I have to know."

      Tyler sighed, "First you drag me into a fight, steal my jacket and flip me the bird, now you're trying to ask me something that I wouldn't even remembered if I cared! What's WITH you, anyway?! Why don't you just quit bothering me?!"

       She shouted, obviously hurt by his words, "You big jerk! I guess you're just TOO good to talk to anybody, huh? Like you're any better than anyone else in the world! I guess if you wanna be like that, I'm leaving!"

        Those words echoed through Tyler's mind for some reason. Suddenly, he had one of those memory flashes that he gets from time to time.

*Flashback*

        In an open field of grass a spikey haired boy with black pants, a gray shirt and a black, denim jacket which is obviously too big for him stood off against a girl with a white shirt and pink overalls with a yellow butterfly on the front. They both looked about 6 years old.

        The girl shouts, "Come on, Ty! Let's play fight!"

        The boy nodded, "Okay, I'll come at you first!" The boy charged at the girl with a kick as she ducked and countered with an uppercut. The boy leaned to the side of it and sweep kicked her off of her feet.

She flipped in mid air and landed back on her feet, then charged at him with a mad barrage of punches and kicks as the boy dodged easily, "Na na na na na, you can't get me!" The boy made faces after each dodged attack.

The girl frowned and stopped, "I don't wanna play anymore!"

The boy grinned, "'Cuz you can't touch me?"

The girl turned her nose up, "I guess if you wanna be like that, Tyler, I'm leaving!" The girl turned around and started to walk away.

"Hey, Bete! Wait!" He ran to her and touched her shoulder. "Please don't leave, Bete. I'm sorry." Bete turned around and looked at Tyler with a frown. Her frown slowly turned into a smile as she snuck a kiss on his cheek.

Tyler fell onto the ground back first, "Eww! Yucky! What'd you do that for? I said I was sorry!"

He began wiping his cheek off with his hand frantically as Bete watched him and giggled.

*End Flashback*

Tyler stood there like he's in a trance, "Bete...."

Tomito looked puzzled, "Is this a new game?"

Bete turns around after hearing her name, "You remember?"

Tyler slowly nodded, "Yeah....I remember you, Bete."

She smiled, "You've really changed, Tyler. You're a whole lot different than you were back then."

   Tyler replied blankly, "A lot has happened since then. And I'm not a kid anymore, I've grown up."

   Tomito began to wonder off on his own due to his short attention span. It was nice that Tyler had a girlfriend, but Tomito couldn't stand long conversations that he wasn't included in. It was just way too boring for him.

    Tyler looked at Bete up and down, sizing her up a little, he thought to herself, "Man, she's been doin' an awful lot of growing! Especially in all the right places! Wait, what am I thinking?! I'm not a pervert! She's still the same best friend I knew back then....with more curves in on her body..."

     Bete looks at Tyler with concern, "Um, are you okay? You're starting to sweat."

Tyler shook his head, "Um, I'm fine! Hehe, it's just a little warmer than usual today...."

     Bete smirked in a suspicious manner, "Sure...maybe you have the hots for me, eh? I can tell by the look on your face."

    Tyler quickly turned his back to her and shouted in an embarrassed tone, "I, uh, dunno what you're talking about..."

    Bete laughed hysterically, "I'm kidding! You're so funny when you get all defensive like that! I see some things haven't changed at all."

   A sweat drop rolled down the back of Tyler's head.

Bete asked,  "Hey, wanna skip the training center and have some fun?"

Tyler gave her a strange look, "Skip it? I can't do that. It's against the rules."

    Bete sighed, "You hate Trunks, but you obey every little rule that his father makes up? C'mon, show some backbone, will ya?"

Tyler thought about the consequences for a bit, but it's not like that would stop him from having his fun, so he went off with Bete to see exactly what kind of fun she had in store.

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   Meanwhile, Yamcha and Krillin flew toward a planet which looked similar to earth. "Hey, Krillin, you think that's the planet?"

   Krillin looked on the radar device in front of him, "This map radar thingy says that the base for this ship is on that planet. Must be the place."

   Yamcha nodded and looked ahead with narrowed eyes. He gripped the controls with anticipation as he couldn't wait to land.

   Krillin cracked his knuckles and said, "Well, then. I think it's about time to kick some more ass!"

Suddenly, the alarms on the ship began to blare as red lights flashed all over the place. The ships screens on the cockpit flashed the words FATAL DANGER in big, red letters.

    Yamcha's eye widened, "Krillin, LOOK!"

Krillin paid attention to the front windshield and saw a fleet of saiyajin ships come their way at full speed with a head-on assault, "Damn! We gotta do something fast!"

   Yamcha sneered, "There's only two options!"

   Krillin looked at Yamcha, "And they are?"

Yamcha sneered as he gripped the controls tightly, "Fight....or die!"

   Krillin nodded with his battle face on, "I don't plan on dying anytime soon. Let's kick some ass!"

    The leader of the attack fleet shouted, "Kill those humans at all costs! Leave no remains of them or their ship! ANNIHILATE THEM!!!"