Hi everyone! Welcome to my first actual story for Dragon Ball Z! This isn't a one-shot, but there probably will be some afterwards. This will be a long one, and many things will be revealed (not all in this chapter, but something is...) Warning, there may be OOCness in the story, particularly the flashbacks, and some of the ages will be deemed incorrect. Chapter 1: Words Never Spoken

I do not own Dragon Ball Z.

Ever since he had joined the team, he had hardly ever spoken. If there had something to do with planning, dragon balls or Kakarott, he would contribute. But talking to him about anything else was like talking to a brick wall. However, there was the look that meant shut up or die that he liked to flash around.

Kurirn looked at Vegeta. What things did he know that he was not saying?

Anything that actually could be important? Perhaps something, which everyone should know that he deemed as private, or unimportant to the mission.

If he would actually speak, what would he say?

From what he knew of him, probably death threats.

He also had some questions. What about the other Saiyans? Were there any others?

This was something that he deemed as important.

So he decided to ask.

"V-vegeta? Uh…can I ask you something?"

He looked at him obviously annoyed. "Can I blow your face up? Yes, I can. But will I?" It was definitely a threat.

"I only want a number…"
"Freiza's power level or the amount of Saiyans?"

"How many are left?"

"Two. Kakarot and I." Vegeta's arms folded and his eyebrows creased as he leaned against the wall.

Bulma walked in. "Kurirn, I need to…oh! V-v-v…"

"Vegeta. And if you're taking him away, I won't blast you. In fact, after all the questions, I'd be welcome to it." Vegeta smirked

"Yeah." Bulma felt a little awkward

"Now take him!" Vegeta's smirk left his face and pointed to the door.

If Bulma still wasn't a little nervous of him, she would have rolled her eyes.

"Kurirn, come with me."

They walked away, and stood behind the door.

"Hey Kurirn, I didn't want to bring this up with Gohan, because he might take this too far, but something is slightly odd with Vegeta. He's not boasting in 'mighty' strength, and he's actually been rather…"

"Quiet?" Kurirn offered

"Yeah! Do you think he knows more than he lets on?"

"About?"

"Well, this business about Freiza. He definitely knows more than he's letting on…"

Then Kurirn gasped.

"B-bulma? He's behind you!"

She whipped around, and there was Vegeta with a rather deep scowl.

"H-how long have you been there?"

"I just came out. What I've heard was that you think something is up with me."

"Did you hear our final part?"

"Yes. I did. And for your information, you do not need all the pointless details. He's a so called emperor, destroys planets for sport, and is a cold hearted murderer…" He glared at them with such fury, but it didn't seem directed at them. It was like he imagined saying these things to Freiza's face.

"You didn't mention he's a murderer!" Bulma exclaimed

"I assumed that even earthlings could understand that."

"Well, we kind of just thought that he sent lackeys to do it, like the Ginyu Force."
"He prefers to do some of them himself, especially innocents. Not involved in his war…" Vegeta trailed off and he looked away, but still faced them.

"Okay, so if we see him by himself, it's not safe to be there."

"You figure it out; it's not that hard, for even an earthling to comprehend." Vegeta smirked and walked back into the room.

Bulma ushered Kurirn inside.

"I wonder if his team had to deal with that."

"Oh probably." Kurirn said irritated.

Bulma looked quiet, and then laughed.

"What's so funny?"

"Call me random, but remember why you started Martial Arts?"

Kurirn blushed.

"Well imagine how hard that was for him! Even if he wasn't a jerk and had some good looks, there are no Saiyan women left!"

They all had a laugh.

"I don't think it's that funny."
They whipped around to see Gohan wearing his father's 'you're being mean to someone' face.

"Why not? He's so annoying?"

"You're also saying that my dad's race will go extinct."

"Isn't that a good thing? No more Saiyans attacking Earth, right?"

"Yeah, but what if he can here you? There is no way he'll let that one go!" Gohan pointed that out.

They looked at each other nervously.

"Maybe we should go look for the Dragon Balls." Bulma pointed out

"Or explore Namek!" Gohan pointed out.

They flew off, not realizing how important this journey would be.

A Namekian village lay in the center of the planet, with one of the final two dragon balls.

And Freiza was going to claim it as his own.

Because of his new weapon.

A woman was standing beside him. She had dark raven hair, pale skin, and bright green eyes. She was wearing the armour of course.

A Namek looked at the three-including Zarbon-and laughed.

"This is who has been causing trouble? A woman, a man that looks like a woman, and a man that sounds like a woman!"

Freiza smiled. "I was about to bargain for the Dragon Ball, but it seems like you just want to die."

The woman looked at them, trying to tell them to hand it over, before blood was shed.

The Namekians didn't get the message.

Freiza looked at the woman, and pushed her towards the Nameks.

"When she is resting, she had a power of 200 000, but when she fights, even casually, it triples." He smiled.

Then he looked at her "Kill them all."

She glared at him in fury, but then her eyes glistened with an idea. She clutched her chest and fell to the ground.

"I….I…I thought you said t…they were defenceless."

She rolled on the floor, faking electric shock. She shaped chi into bolts and fired them in a way that looked like they were coming from a Namek's hand. One of the little ones looked in awe at the hand. Thankfully, the Namek played along.

"Move anywhere but retreat and she dies!"

Freiza rolled his eyes. "Oh no, what would I do without my pet monkey?"

"Yeah sure. Remind me to step on you tonight, it's a full moon." She murmured so he couldn't hear

They looked at her and gasped.

"It's a SAIYAN!" A Namek gasped

"Maybe she works with that other Saiyan."

"What other Saiyan?" The woman questioned

"H-his name is…"

Freiza silenced him with a death beam before he could say the Saiyan's name.

The woman muttered a silent curse against Freiza. She was trying to see if any of her fellow Saiyans were on the planet. It would have been much easier to know who it was. At least she knew the gender. Who was she kidding? The ones she was trying to find were all guys!

Then in the distance, a bald guy, blue haired woman, and a mop-top haired kid.

She looked quietly to see what they would do. First, the woman hid behind a rock, and the boys hid behind the villages.

She read their power level. Not with her scouter of course. Who needed that when you could feel the number? All she used it for was to check what she thought of them or what she might think. She looked at the boys again and smirked. Vertically challenged; either you were Big Foot, or a dwarf. She silently snickered. Then to her surprise, the boys jumped at the crowd.

"Gohan! Not again!"

"I don't even want to watch another death!"

She pitied him. If he wanted to challenge Freiza, he might as well wade in blood.

"You! Get the boy! Zarbon! Get the bald one!"

Since when did she get the easy ones?

Maybe she could get some info out of the kid, that way it wouldn't be a waste.

She watched Zarbon for a second. He was definitely going to kill baldy. Not much she could do about it. If only Freiza wasn't there…

She flew up to the kid, grabbed him by the shirt and flew up into the west of the sky.

"Let…ME…GO!" The boy screamed as he pulled a kiai on her.

"Kid! Chill! I need to know something!"

"What?"

"Before that, question first, or introductions. He didn't ask for it, I don't need to tell him." She gestured to Freiza, who was out of ear shot.

"G-gohan."

"Para Saiygio. Nice to meet you. Now for the question. Seen any other people with this?" She turned around and pointed to her tail.

"Y-yeah. I have one." Gohan answered

"You? Since when did they have kids?" Her eyes squinted

"Who's your father?"

"G-goku!"

"Mother?"

"Chi-Chi!"

"Do your parents…have any other names?"

"The Saiyan calls my dad "Kakarot". It's kind of annoying."

"Raditz's brother…who is 'the Saiyan'?"
"Vegeta…why do you need to know?"

She smirked slyly "That's for me to know and you to find out."

She looked at Gohan, and grabbed a knife.

"Do you have a rep of being a good fighter?"

"Yeah, I guess so…"

"Good."

She ripped off a shoulder plate and cut her skin, dripping blood on it, and threw it to the ground.

"You may want to run." And then, after Gohan took her advice, she flew off.

Para smiled. Finally, she was getting somewhere.

What does Para want? Is she a friend or a foe? Tell me what you think!