Full Summary: She died that day, she was sure of it. She remembered the pain; she couldn't have dreamt something so realistic. So why was she still on Earth? Wasn't she supposed to go to Heaven? Isn't that how it worked when you're dead? There were too many questions for her liking. He's been having the strangest feeling of being watched, and he doesn't know whether to feel safe or threatened by it. His mother always said he was special, is his ability to see the dead what she was talking about? Doomed to walk the face of the earth, a certain blue-eyed Saiyan catches the attention of a unique little spirit. Will he be the answer to her constant wandering, or will she be the down fall of him? Summary isn't the best but give this story a try. Includes a few OCs.

*Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ or any of its characters, I only own my OC.*

Her legs burned and her lungs were on fire. She made her way through the deserted city as tears streamed down her face. She was the last one, the very last one in this hell-hole they called a city. Her pursuers started to catch up with her as she turned the corner into another ally. She wanted this all to end; she was tempted to stop then and there. She silently cursed herself as she pushed on.

She turned another corner only to run into a group of men cloaked in black. She gasped as she realized that they were allies with the group of people chasing her. She turned to see her pursuers again once more, only they were up close this time. She bared her teeth as they were soon upon her. Two of the men held her arms and contained her as the leader stepped forward.

He backhanded her continuously until her blood was on his hands. A malicious smirk appeared on his features as the girl went limp. He knew better though. "Drop her." He said darkly. The girl fell into a crumpled heap on the filthy ground of the ally. Just as the girl thought she had a chance to run, the leader kicked her directly in the right side of her rib cage.

She screamed in agony.

He continued this a few more times before the girl's screams ceased. Her breathing was irregular. The man snickered as he pulled out a gun and pressed it against her right temple. "Any last words, mutt, before we completely wipe out your disgusting kind for good?" He said, some sort of twisted excitement spewing out of his voice. The girl coughed up blood before she had a smirk of her own. "One actually", the girl over dramatically took a deep breath in, and screamed one word that could be heard throughout the city and beyond.

"NIKE!"

The man's face contorted with anger as he pulled the trigger to the gun.

The shot was heard throughout the city.

The girl jerked slightly before her body lay still on the ground.

The man looked down at the body in disgust. His henchmen looked wide-eyed at their boss. "You actually did it, boss." The closest man said in an almost inaudible voice. The leader gave the man in question a glare. "It had to be done. We needed to rid the world of that disgusting race." The leader replied coldly.

Backup arrived two weeks later.

Unfortunately, by that time, the damage couldn't be undone.