Hey guys I'm new here and had a grand, obviously non canon story idea. First DBZ fic, and I have yet to read the full manga, so no mad hate for that... Yeah I'm worryingly obsessed with db after watching the entire thing a month ago - I mean where has this been all my life? To satisfy my yearning for more of it I ventured to the fan fiction, and from what I've gathered, this fandom is pretty harsh when it comes to the standard of fan art/fiction so I'll try and make is as plausible and in character as possible.

Why centre the story around an eventual PiccoloxOC pairing? The green dude has always been one of my faves. I feel he gets a bit underappreciated towards the end of Z/super and deserves some more depth. Also, I'm well aware about the laws regarding Nameks. It's AU guys :P In regards to the debates on many threads regarding reproductive systems... At this point I'm saying this is a T bordering on M fic - not really explicit so infer it how you want. Just quite sweary thanks to my OC. (where did she pick up such filth anyways) Anyways enjoy and leave feedback if you want

Chapter 1

Prologue:

It was a pretty weird sight.

They had already escaped extinction once, but it was unlikely they'd be as lucky this time.

Fire rained down on her as she flew through the plumes of smoke to find any remnants of her kind. After all their endurance to all powerful tyrannical dictators, and even godly forces of the universe, it was ironic that the grounds of their settlement, the grounds that gave them a new lease to life, was now taking it away.

Nobody had seen it coming.

Volcanoes were a bitch. Heat didn't sit well for creatures who were essentially glorified molluscs. Snare knew this more than anyone, but thousands of years exploring distant realms meant her race were so much more evolved than her ancestors.

She shared the same physical features as her ancestors, green skin, big, pointy ears, antennae, red bands around wrists and ankles, with pink patches that yellowed with age.

However, since they were more evolved, and much more powerful, this came at a cost. They were more mammalian now, as a result of different climates, with warmer blood, and even grew hair to insulate their durable skin from unimaginably cold conditions. But it meant their regeneration powers were long gone, a vestigial trait, since nobody got near enough to penetrate any Namekian flesh.

'Hm, looks like I'm alone.' She said as she carefully put her feet out to land on the ashen, crumbling ground. The entire land, as far as the eye could see was a smoky, barren wasteland. Any evidence of life had long since been engulfed in the pyroclastic flow, charring the once flourishing planet, Quark, into a crumbling black rock.

'Well, shit.' She said, almost nonchalantly. It was hard for her to care about her home world, considering she had spent such little time there. She had returned after the rumours of Frieza entering their galactic cluster, though they were so far off the main quadrants, tucked away in their own little corner of the universe that this was unlikely.

Not that he'd want to mess with them.

Turns out nature had beat him to it, and that even the all powerful green people were powerless.

Snare then kicked off the ground to elevate herself above the harsh smoke, which wasn't nice to breathe in. Her small ship was parked in orbit, so upwards she flew through the now sweltering atmosphere to fetch her transport. Although she could breathe in space, it was hard controlling your flight when there was no gravity, so she left her means of travel in the hands of the reliant technology Frieza and the Ginyu force depended on, and which she'd stole from at one point.

Snare was aware of her incomparable power with those common lot. At any point she could've tracked the lizard dude down and blew him up for killing so many, but it was in her philosophy not to mess with fate. Besides, she had no real connection to anyone worth saving, so she best just let the babies have their proverbial bottle.

Her view grew clearer and clearer as she ascended through the atmosphere, and soon she found herself peering down upon the mammoth rock. As soon as she caught sight of a white, moving object coming towards her she immediately accelerated in order to catch the ship. She flew in front of it and embraced it with both hands, directing her ki away from her to balance the momentum and cause her and the ship to come to a halt. Frowning at the effort that took, Snare released the latch, and the glass roof of the ship opened, exposing two worn in, red leather seats and a hi-tech steering mechanism.

'This is tedious. I need to learn how to teleport.' Snare said, to herself as per usual, and tucked a loose lock of hair behind her ear, revealing its angular point which really shaped her face. Looking up, she caught sight of her reflection in the glass.

Her hair appeared to be black at first sight, however, as you got closer it became apparent it was a very dark green, many shades darker than her green skin colour, which earned her her alias, The Emerald Girl. It was thick and held much volume - this made it heavy and straight. It cascaded almost to her waist.

To maintain a more presentable appearance, a black band stretched across her forehead, hiding her antennae which she grew to dislike; they just made her look like an insect, and were not useful at all. They didn't pick any sound waves up, as antennae usually do... That was all down to her ears, which were very effective.

She wore what she assumed to be armour. She had worn many different robes and garbs as she travelled, and yet this felt the most comfortable and protective, even coincidentally having shape for her two large dormant feeding sacks which resided on her chest. Fortunately, she had conceived no young as of yet, so they remained perky. Males across the universe, she had come to notice, had a fixation with this particular biological trait, and Snare secretly relished in that though would never admit to it.

Sighing as she turned the engines on, she knew it was time for a proper adventure again. Not just a half arsed trip around her solar system. Everything was growing boring, and she wanted to see new sights, hear new sounds, heck, even feel something other than the dull ache of loneliness.

She drove right, instead of left, moving away from the sun at the centre of the system into the abyss of what resided outside her familiar world.

'Calm your god damn tits, Goku!' Bulma muttered at the excited Saiyan, who was almost crushing her as he leant over her shoulder in eagerness.

'But we have a powerful guy coming our ways, how can I?' He beamed with a massive grin. Using Capsule Corp's advanced satellite system, the computers had flared up, informing them of a high energy signature entering the solar system. This was never really a good thing. Bulma had been the first to spot this, and had quickly alerted Earth's most effective defence team.

It had been clarified, luckily, that this wasn't a threat. As powerful as this being was, they were ill equipped to be invading a planet, and was travelling at a tentative speed in no particular direction. Goku had immediately got in touch with King kai, his very own super powerful, and super hilarious radar, to which he confirmed it was nothing bad, but 'should watch out as the power level off that thing's ridiculous'.

Several of Z warriors had since been gathered at Bulma's place. Ones that weren't working or too far away, anyways. However, it certainly was taking ages for this strange visitor to find his way to Earth. They all occupied the control room, watching Bulma analyse the unintelligible code the monitors presented in front of her.

'Whilst I understand it's necessary for us to make sure we're ready for any alien visitor, do we really have to sit cramped up in this room watching Bulma watch a screen?' Yamcha was the first one to ask what everyone was thinking. He propped himself up against the large computer system, which occupied about a quarter of the room.

'The weakling speaks sense, and the gravity room is a few doors away. I could be training. Why are we here woman?' Vegeta demanded. He was selfishly sprawled on the only sofa in the room, arms crossed and scowling in his usual manner.

'Because, man, it would be nice if we were all ready for a space alien for once. Pretty much every single time an invader has come, someone's been harmed, or died from this - and we probably have no Trunks to sort this one out. Usually it's because one of you isn't there yet...Yeah Goku looking at you... If you're all here, I can keep track of you.' Bulma muttered, half absorbed in watching the now present red dot venture forward on the radar display, similar to her dragon radar in its appearance - except displayed foreign energies in space rather than dragon balls.

'Uh, yeah we do.' Trunks stared up at his mother, confused. He and Goten were sat on the floor, hunched over Trunks's portable video game console.

'I mean your future self, honey.' Bulma dismissed her young son, who rolled his eyes and continued busying himself in the video game. Goten was watching with curiosity, although he had to wait until Trunks died on the level before he could have a go. Goten was a regular at Capsule Corp now, since he enjoyed training with Trunks - very few kids offered the required powers to be his playmate. The Son family were okay with this, as long as he came home regularly to study.

'How do we know this guy's even coming to Earth? He's not past Neptune yet.' Gohan adjusted his cramped position on the edge of the sofa whilst trying to avoid being kicked by Vegeta and placed the book he was reading down, making sure to dog ear the page to keep his place.

'Well it's all in the trajectories. Now can everyone please just stop questioning me? I'm a genius you know. I've discovered that this guy's system can be hacked. I can ask this guy whether he's friend or foe before he lands. That way, we know whether to beat the snot out of him, or give him a welcome snack.' Bulma replied with pride, she certainly knew her stuff.

It was a loud beeping noise that woke her up, with a bit of a start.

'What the hell,' Snare muttered, rubbing her eyes as the screen in front her was lit up a fierce red. That was never good, and- what was it trying to tell her again? The engines were still apparently working, as she was still moving through the new solar system she had entered.

She watched as the screen went from red to static, before a being showed up on the screen. Snare tensed up, eyes wide. Wha...

'Hey!' The being greeted, waving their hand. Snare recoiled in her seat and looked around her ship suspiciously for any cameras.

'I can't see or hear you, but I hope you can see me. Notice that blue planet in the distance, you're not um... Planning to invade it are you? If you are, just thought I'd mention we have some pretty powerful guys that will probably kill you.'

She was definitely a female being, like herself, and actually seemed quite friendly-ish. Snare relaxed a little and observed the screen. There were more beings behind her, clearly males, all of whom seemed to have dark hair and were watching the female with suspicion. Although someone who didn't seem to quite fit in with their species colour scheme stood out to her. The resolution was poor, but she could just about make out someone of her colour in the back corner. He was not staring like the others, but rather, sleeping?

This planet had green people too? It was quite rare...

Her curiosity had got the better of her. This planet seemed interesting, and she was practically prepared for anything.

'I mean, if you're hungry, and most space travellers seem to be, then you're welcome to enjoy our deity recommended cuisine-

'-Give it here-'

'No, ey get off-'

There was a brief hissing noise as one of the dark haired males attempted to pull the microphone from the woman's grip. She yelled in protest as the male gave Snare a very threatening look and began speaking.

'Listen here, stranger. I am Vegeta, Prince of all Saiyans. This is my planet. Take your business elsewhere, we've had just about enough of your kind.'

Saiyans, huh. They sounded familiar. Snare was pretty sure they had their own planet for themselves. Frowning, Snare examined her controls. There had to be some sort of intercom on this ship. She guided her finger around unfamiliar buttoned and pressed several at will.

'Er, can you hear me?' She said several times as she experimented with controls. At last, judging by the shocked expression on the woman's face, they could indeed.

'Hi!' The voice came from a cheery looking chap with big, spiky hair. Were these people the planets defence? Kind of pathetic. Luckily for she wasn't looking to fight. The woman frowned at this guy and then took the mic off him.

'I am Snare, I am just a traveller. I pose no threat to your planet, although I welcome hospitality. You said something about your cuisine?'

'Hey, I'm Bulma. I've noticed you're fast approaching our orbit. If you wanna, I'll send you co-ordinates for a landing space. It's a big place and you can't exactly land anywhere. Trust me, you'd freak a lot of people out, coming down from the sky like that.'

'Thank you, Bulma. Your technology is far beyond what I've seen on most planets. I'm looking forward to meeting your people.' Snare spoke in the softest, and most formal voice she could muster, which was hard considering she was not a formal person in the slightest. Still, maintaining impressions and all that...

Several numbers appeared in front of her on her co-ordinate system. The ship would land on auto-pilot right on the spot of this particular longitude and latitude. Snare, in all honesty, was not a good flyer when it came to ships. Thankfully they did half the work for her.

The planet was a bit backwater, but very beautiful, with a good looking colour scheme of green, blue and white. It grew in size dramatically as her ship accelerated through its atmosphere. Suddenly snare was surrounded by a white mist, which she assumed to be some sort of water vapour. That's a relief: she was very thirsty.

The mist broke up and revealed a bird's eye view of an industrialised world, with many settlements and tall buildings, easily visible from the sky. She found herself entering a rather large settlement - which didn't look good. Tall buildings meant danger for a fast approaching space ship. Were these the correct co-ordinates?

'Oh great...' Snare sighed as the ship didn't even bother slowing down before landing on the grounds of a large complex with a bang.

That's it for numero uno. Hope you enjoyed! Follow dis if intrigued I know it wasn't that interesting but y'know... Early days.