**Author's Note: First story on here, I've had this idea in my head for years and I recently got back into DBZ because of DBKai coming on TV soon (so excited not even kidding). I didn't think the show should have been cancelled in the first place. Regardless, I just started writing and this is what happened. Please give me some feedback, because it would really push me to publish the second chapter :]

I do not own anyone except for Kaya.**

I felt myself chewing on something. I didn't know what it was; grass, a bug, mud? My head was spinning around in a 360 degree circle repeatedly to where I couldn't stand straight, nevermind see straight. I didn't even feel it when he began to carry me. He is who I call my guardian now.

The whirling slowed down, but I still couldn't see. My eyes were open, but it was pitch black. I closed them, at the fear that I had gone blind. I wanted to just go back to sleep. Maybe this was all just a terrible nightmare, maybe this never happened. I hope this was all just one fucked up nightmare and I was sleepwalking.

But I felt myself moving, I felt the wind hit me. I heard the voices of a man and a woman screaming, "Are you okay little girl?"

"Is she breathing?!"

"Calm down Bulma, I think she's just out of it. She's breathing through her nose."

"How did this happen?"

"Like I'm supposed to know! Jeez, I just found her lying in the mud over there."

My mouth hung slightly open and from there I felt a finger push something down my throat. "Chew now," commanded the voice, and I did as I was told. I tried opening my eyes once more, and this time I saw in a greasy tone of grey the man and woman who were hovering over me. The man had a distinctive scar over his right eye, and another scar crossed over his left cheek. As I blinked a few more times, my vision became clear. The woman hovering over him had bright blue hair that I have never seen naturally on a woman.

"Do you know where you are?" asked the man, his eyes wandering over my burning body. I couldn't move my legs, I felt they were paralyzed, "What's your name?"

"I…I'm Kaya." That was all I could muster. My jaw felt out of place, I could taste blood from my teeth. I felt a running red drool running down my chin.

"She needs to get help," the man proclaimed as he laid me in his arms and stood up. I captured a glimpse of my surroundings; a wide ocean and light blue sky, the sun shimmering over the water, it seemed like we were on a small independent island. The only thing on this island was a small pink house, which this man ran into, the woman following close behind.

I must have died, I must be in heaven. How the hell did I survive such a thing? Maybe I was in heaven, but why did I feel my heart beating, why did I feel alive?

"Yamcha get her some ice for her head," the blue haired woman told the man. He gently dropped me on the couch and scurried off into the kitchen.

I wanted to speak, but my throat was blazing. I needed to know where I was, why I was here. Was I dead? I had never felt this kind of pain before; I knew I had some broken bones. My legs began to gain some feeling, so I thanked my lucky stars I wasn't paralyzed.

I must be alive then, I had feeling.

"Sweetie, where are you from?" The blue haired lady asked me. Her name was…Borma? Or no, Bulma? Fuck, I couldn't even remember her name, which was said about five minutes ago?

"Here," the blue haired lady handed me a napkin and a pen, "Just write them down if that's easier."

I placed the napkin on my leg and carefully wrote down 'West City, EctoProvince of Shinnen'. She looked at the words, her face fixed with complexity as the man came back with ice for my head, "Yamcha, where is this place?"

The man came behind me and read the words then turned to the blue haired girl, "Is that even on Earth?"

"E-Earth?" I muttered, my voice suddenly gaining strength. The pain was slowly, yet quickly, easing away, "Where am I exactly?"

"You're at the Kame House. Are you not from Earth..?"

I was from nowhere near Earth. I hailed from the planetShinnen. My father was the prince and ruled the tiny planet with a solid fist. I envied him; he was everything I ever wanted to be and everything I saw in a true man. My father spent the majority of his days training, sometimes just for the tournaments we had for all the strongest fighters on our planet; but sometimes, he needed to train to save us. He was our strongest fighter, the defender of our planet. For me, my days consisted of jumping around puddles with my friends and reading my schoolbooks. My mother was insistent that I had an education. Even though she loved my father, and everything he did to protect our small, independent planet, she didn't want me to follow in his path. I guess you can say I was taught at a very early age that fighting wasn't the answer. At the same time, I was also experiencing this contradiction; why was this bad when my father, her husband, was fighting all these villains, for the good of our people? I wanted to help, he wouldn't be around forever, so what would we do if something happened?

I listened to my mother up until this very day. My fears came true, something did happen. The same day I was found by my guardian. The day my home was annulated into pieces. The short version of this story: an ugly creature named Frieza invaded our planet and demanded take over, and my father refused. Frieza then singlehandedly murdered my father, and proceeded to blast the planet into pieces. I was crying in my mother's arms, huddled in our house by the window. In those final moments, the sky turned pink, and then orange, as our home exploded.

My eyes widened, and I suddenly jerked myself up despite of the pain in my spine. I frantically told the two nice people, "I need to go home, take me back to Shinnen I don't care how, just do it."

That was when I learned I was the only survivor of the blast. The only living Shinnenen left in the universe. Miraculously, I must have flown over and crash upon Earth in the midst of the explosion. These two couldn't give me a proper explanation of what happened, or how I survived such a disastrous blow and manage to crash upon Earth without dying upon impact. I then also learned that Freiza was a threat to this planet too.

"Look Yamcha, I'm going back to my house, take care of her for now?" The man, named Yamcha, nodded. The blue haired lady left, and I was left alone with this man as he fixed up some food for me.

I was only seven years old, yet my recollection of this memory is so strong. I had lost both my parents, my friends, my little sister, everyone I knew. They were all dead. There was no way any of them could have survived such a blast, how did I? Why was I spared? Why was I chosen to stick around?

I suddenly felt my heart pulsing, blood rushing from my veins and circulating my blood stream. Tears stung my eyelids, my veins were vibrating. I wanted to scream. That fucker destroyed everything I had; I had no point to live. Why couldn't I just die like the rest?!

Suddenly, I stood up. All on my own, I felt power raging through me, as if I was under someone else's control. In the corner of my eye, I saw Yamcha drop his dishes, his eyes widening when he saw me, "Oh my God."

I let out a pulsing scream, the table right beside the couch I was laying on flipped over, the TV screen shattering into pieces, photographs on the fireplace flew across the room, the windows shattered, I was a raging monster of my own kind.

I forgot to mention I was a Saiyan, didn't I?

From that day forward, I trained with the Z fighters. Yamcha took total custody of me, unofficially, of course. From there I met Goku, Tien, Krillin, and Master Roshi. They were my mentors, they helped me control my true powers. I slowly began to accept what was happening. There was a reason I was set upon Earth, my mother would have never let me harness my true powers back home. She cut off my tail when I was born, and said I would never have to deal with my power again. I had a gift, as Master Roshi put it, and it was something I needed to utilize.

Eleven years later, I may just have a chance to prove myself.