Yamcha walked through the woods. I'm tired of everyone being better than me. I wish I was stronger, so I could show everyone what power I truly poses…

His thoughts were interrupted by a large crash. A cloud of dust spit up into the air about a mile away. Yamcha turned towards the source. What was that? I should probably find out…

He flew towards the dust cloud, and came upon a large alien ship. He looked at it. Where did this come from? Who is in there?

His questions were answered when the down slid open. Yamcha stared in shock as a large bipedal wolf-like creature stepped out. It wore a gi like that of the one he wore himself, except that it had a symbol that Yamcha could not understand.

It stared at him with deep green eyes. Yamcha stood aback. The hairs on the back of his neck stood straight up in fear.

"What are you staring at?" it growled, "do you think I'm gonna kill you?"

"Yes," he managed to stutter.

It started to laugh, and wiped a tear from its eye after a minute, "I'm not as scary as I look."

All Yamcha could do was watch as it started to transform. After a minute, he ended up looking at an average woman of about the same age as him. However, she still retained a wolf-like tail.

"You should be honored to meet the only half-sayian half-wolf in existence," she said.

"Yeah… Are you going to kill me?"

She didn't answer. Instead she stared at him. He looks human, but he can't be. That potential energy, it's too powerful… "No. I didn't come here to kill."

"Then why are you here?" he asked.

"A multitude of reasons. You wouldn't want to live on Valor, the wolf planet, when you were the only non-wolf, would you? My life has been a number of tragedies."

"Oh, well, I bet you'll have a much better life on Earth then. I'm Yamcha by the way."

"I go by the name of Khaz. Come with me. Don't try to resist, it will lead to death," she shot a ki blast at a nearby hill, completely obliterating it.

"I thought you said you weren't going to kill me!" he exclaimed as he walked towards the ship.

Khaz put her hand on his shoulder and teleported them to a valley using instant transmission. Yamcha looked at the rolling plain, "where are we?"

"This… …is the valley of Fenris."

Yamcha had a puzzled look on his face.

"You don't know who Fenris is? He is the great wolf god who rules over this planet. Come," she began to walk towards a cavern at the other side of the valley.

"Coming!" he yelled as he sprinted after her. A few minutes later they had crossed and stood at its entrance.

A green-blue light drifted from its mouth, "not many people know of this place, but Zjarr, the one who raised me, he took me here once."

"Why am I here?" he asked, nervous of Khaz's intentions.

"You're not human. I can tell you that much. Here, each year is only one day."

"It's kind of like the Room of Spirit and Time," Yamcha interrupted.

"Yes, but it's different. Do you age there, because you don't here, this place is enchanted by Fenris. Also, I can guarantee it looks and feels nothing like it."

They were silent as they wandered through the cavern. You're not human… Then what am I? Yamcha thought to himself. I've lived on Earth my whole life, I look like a human, I act like a human…

Khaz stopped at a clearing. A small pool was at its center, and a rolling meadow, hills and forest stretched on for miles.

"I'll give you one night to rest before your training begins," she said, throwing a capsule. A capsule house exploded into place.

They walked inside. It looked like a normal residence, despite not having a normal home owner. Khaz walked down the hall and stopped by a door, "the bedroom's in here. You get it, you'll need it when you're lying bedridden with broken arms and legs, already half-dead."

Yamcha gulped a bit at the thought, "I thought you said that you weren't gonna kill me!"

"I'm not. You have to train until you're on the verge of death, that's when you'll become stronger. Trust me, I'm about to lose my friend like I did the last one."

"What happened to him?"

"His name was Sunstreak. He was a dune wolf, lived out in the desert. He decided to live with Zjarr and me after being treated unfairly. He ended up tortured and murdered by his own family and former friends."

"Life must be pretty rough out here," Yamcha murmured.

"Yup," she walked over to the fridge and opened it, "take what you want."

"Sure," he said.

After a quick meal, he retired to bed. He sat up for a while, thinking about Khaz's words. You're not human. I can tell you that much... The bedroom's in here. You get it, you'll need it when you're lying bedridden with broken arms and legs, already half-dead… You have to train until you're on the verge of death, that's when you'll become stronger. I'll give you one night to rest before your training begin."

Yamcha stayed up past midnight, not knowing what would come in his near future. Khaz was also deep in thought, unsure if Yamcha would even be able to survive.

Life on Valor is tough. He'll never survive until he puts his past behind and finds his true ability. Then, we'll see where he goes. As he stands now, he wouldn't last a second against me…

She put the thought aside as she got up from her seat upon a rock. She spread a blanket out on the highest hill and looked at the stars. Perhaps Fenris can tell me something… She looked at a bright yellow-orange star in the sky. This is for you, Sunstreak…