The sky was deep crimson red, as the last sun set for the evening. The beautiful young girl was watching the sun set from her balcony. The balcony was made out of white marble. It over looked the ocean of green. The ocean was peaceful, waves slowly crash on the shore below her. To her right was a garden of the prettiest flowers the little girl has ever since. The left was the court yard, where she saw men in a line with the waiting for the order to leave for the day. The scene was beautiful. But the girl was even more breath taking. She was around the age of 5, But much shorter than any normal 5 year old. Her alabaster skin was smooth, and contrasted with the amount of time she spent beneath the bright sunlight. The little girl had a small, heart shaped face. She even had a cute button nose. With all those features, that is not why others were jealous of the young one's beauty. It was of her hair. It looked like a waterfall. Blue hair was not heard of with her people. Everyone had glossy midnight hair. Except for the high royal family, their hair had a hint of red. Some question the girl's heritage, but never voice it. Her parents were feared. They were the king and queen of the southern reign. And she was their princess. On top of her blue locks was a tiara to prove it.

"Time to get to bed miss," a low female voice spoke. The princess turns around to face her friend. She was in her early twenties with an olive completion. Her black, ragged hair was pulled into a ponytail and was wearing a black skirt that ends above the knees with a light blue shirt was the same color of the young princess' hair. The girl nods her head and walks past the older one into her room. It was fairly big. There was a twin size bed in the middle of the room, but easily fit a king size no problem. To her right was a sitting area with a book case, table and a couch to sit and read. Past that was a door that leads to the bathroom. On her left was the walk in closet. Her toys where neatly put along the wall, to avoid tipping on them. The princess walked into her closet to change into her night gown. She emerges moments later with a light pink night gown on.

"I'm ready for bed, Jenna, tomorrow is going to be a long day, I think you should get some rest." She spoke with a concern in her voice, as she made her way to her bed.

"What do you mean?" Jenna asked. She knew the little princess was very smart, but what was planned for the day was nothing to cause the girl to worry; she knew to be happy and joyful. "Tomorrow, you are going to train with Bardock, then make some appearances, and travel to the mainland for a ceremony with the high royals, nothing to be concerned about."

"No Jenna, that's where you're wrong, something's coming, I can feel it, something strong and powerful. It's coming tomorrow, I know it." It was barely a whisper. It was full of confession and grief. Thanks to their race's sensitive hearing Jenna was able to hear it.

"Don't worry; we are the strongest race in the whole universe, what's there to worry about?" Jenna spoke with pride in her voice. The princess just climbed into bed. She looked into the dark haired woman's dark eyes with her blue eyes and let out a single tear. She never cried. Jenna took concern in this. She believed her race was the best and could handle anything, but seeing her strong will, stubborn, happy princess speech with such concern and then cry. She was now confused. The young one is very smart, but how can she tell if something is going to happen, and if so how long did she know? She is very prideful when it comes to her people. So why is she telling me something is coming that we might have difficulty with? What could she know? Right? Well there is one thing. She quickly hid the sudden fear she got and began tucking the 5 year old in bed.

"Everything will be fine miss, there is nothing to fear, and we can handle anything." With that Jenna kissed her on the forehead and retreated out of the room.

"Maybe" the girl whispered and then fell into a deep sleep.

Jenna ran down the halls of the palace, running avoiding things as she went, making everyone one mad. Until she got to her destination: the throne room. Please still be in here, please!She opened the door. Running into the room she stopped half-way and bowed. It was very rare when Jenna came into this room without the king's daughter with her. The room was huge. Decorated with reds and blues (mainly blue) the floor was a dark blue marble with a strip of red carpet down the middle of the room that leaded to the thrones. On the walls hung curtains of blue, the curtains hung on a simple white wall. There were windows near each curtain. Jenna waited till she was told otherwise.

"Jennith, you may rise." A deep male voice spoke. It carried much authority with it. Jenna did as she was told. She looked at the man that spoke. He was very tall, almost seven foot, his skin was olive toned, eyes dark, and he had a muscular build. He wore a blue shirt with pants to match. His cape was resting on one of his arms, (he just took it off). His hair was long and black, but never in his face. There were also elegances about him. "What going on? Is my daughter in bed?"

"King Cargon, yes she is. But I need to speak to you on something she told me." She was not sure how to put it. She knew she could come out and say it, but she was afraid of the reaction from her king.

"And?"

"I think Frieza is on his way," she whispered cautiously. She lowered her head not sure about her king reaction. The king paused. He has not heard his name in a long time.

"What did she say exactly?" his voice was low but even. He looked Jenna in the eye as he spoke. Jenna could tell he had some fear in his voice as he spoke.

"Something strong and powerful is on their way. And will be here tomorrow," Jenna spoke fast but every word was heard. The king turned and went to his office and closed the door, after beckoning Jenna to follow. Once in his office, the king walked over to his desk and started typing on his computer. The room was big. There was a sitting area for relaxing after a long days work. The sitting area was around a grand fireplace. The room was decorated the same way as the throne room. The desk had paperwork pilled on it, and also the computer that the king is on right now.

In moments the screen flash and a being was on the screen. It was a male with Black hair, olive skin and dark eyes. He saw that king Cargon contacted him.

"King Cargon, I will send you to the high king at once." With that he nodded and the screen went black.