Space was cold and desolate but it was home. She had chosen to
distance herself from people. Especially after returning to her
former home and finding it in ruins.
She was found on a field by a couple on a planet that was slated for
destruction. She had been just an infant then and they took her
into their home. They had even given her a name. Loren. A name
that when loosely translated, meant beauty. She had one friend on
that planet, aside from her pet dragon Ridel. He was a lavender
skinned boy with soft white hair that stood up in spikes. Her
friend, not the dragon, she reflected as she gazed out the portal.
His name had been Shin and he had been a Kai just like her foster
parents. But when some evil threatened the safety of the entire
planet, her foster father had contacted some Namek friends of his
and had sent her off on their ship. She had never seen him after
that.
But, with the new planet came a new guardian and a new friend. A
warrior by the name of Rion had been given the charge of caring for
her and it had been in his village that she had met a small child by
the name of Piccolo. They had become good friends and then one day,
destiny called. She sensed people being oppressed and went off to
save them, leaving her friends and Namek behind.
When she returned many years later, Piccolo and the entire planet
that she had known as home was gone. She felt that somehow the
destruction of Namek was a form of punishment for something she had
done and she sent herself into exile searching for a place where she
could cause no harm. The ship shuddered and she glanced at the helm.
"Hold on please," she whispered as the ship sputtered and coughed.
She glanced at her navigational map and set a course for a planet
called earth. Then she sighed and closed her eyes, hoping for the
best.
"So he's in there again? Why is he working so hard? Thanks for the
tea, Mrs. Briefs," Yamcha said as he picked up the cup.
"Father wants to be the best. I don't see you training, Yamcha,"
Trunks said as he walked past them.
"Can you guys sense it? I've got you all coming at me in different
directions," Bulma said. "Are you going to have some, Piccolo?"
"Please. I don't eat. You know that. Besides what makes you think I'd
want to watch this disgusting group eat?" Piccolo said as he brushed
past her.
"What's with him, Goku?" Krillin asked and Goku shrugged his
shoulders.
"I guess he's just worried about the tournament," Goku replied. A
loud crash shook the house and Bulma stormed out of the kitchen.
"If he's broken it again, I'll..." she fumed and Goku held up his
hand.
"That wasn't Vegeta, Bulma," he said as Bulma looked at him.
"Well if it wasn't Vegeta, then what was it?"
"Why don't we go and find out?"
"You think we should, bro? I mean, it might be dangerous," Krillin
said.
"We'll be fine," Goku replied.
distance herself from people. Especially after returning to her
former home and finding it in ruins.
She was found on a field by a couple on a planet that was slated for
destruction. She had been just an infant then and they took her
into their home. They had even given her a name. Loren. A name
that when loosely translated, meant beauty. She had one friend on
that planet, aside from her pet dragon Ridel. He was a lavender
skinned boy with soft white hair that stood up in spikes. Her
friend, not the dragon, she reflected as she gazed out the portal.
His name had been Shin and he had been a Kai just like her foster
parents. But when some evil threatened the safety of the entire
planet, her foster father had contacted some Namek friends of his
and had sent her off on their ship. She had never seen him after
that.
But, with the new planet came a new guardian and a new friend. A
warrior by the name of Rion had been given the charge of caring for
her and it had been in his village that she had met a small child by
the name of Piccolo. They had become good friends and then one day,
destiny called. She sensed people being oppressed and went off to
save them, leaving her friends and Namek behind.
When she returned many years later, Piccolo and the entire planet
that she had known as home was gone. She felt that somehow the
destruction of Namek was a form of punishment for something she had
done and she sent herself into exile searching for a place where she
could cause no harm. The ship shuddered and she glanced at the helm.
"Hold on please," she whispered as the ship sputtered and coughed.
She glanced at her navigational map and set a course for a planet
called earth. Then she sighed and closed her eyes, hoping for the
best.
"So he's in there again? Why is he working so hard? Thanks for the
tea, Mrs. Briefs," Yamcha said as he picked up the cup.
"Father wants to be the best. I don't see you training, Yamcha,"
Trunks said as he walked past them.
"Can you guys sense it? I've got you all coming at me in different
directions," Bulma said. "Are you going to have some, Piccolo?"
"Please. I don't eat. You know that. Besides what makes you think I'd
want to watch this disgusting group eat?" Piccolo said as he brushed
past her.
"What's with him, Goku?" Krillin asked and Goku shrugged his
shoulders.
"I guess he's just worried about the tournament," Goku replied. A
loud crash shook the house and Bulma stormed out of the kitchen.
"If he's broken it again, I'll..." she fumed and Goku held up his
hand.
"That wasn't Vegeta, Bulma," he said as Bulma looked at him.
"Well if it wasn't Vegeta, then what was it?"
"Why don't we go and find out?"
"You think we should, bro? I mean, it might be dangerous," Krillin
said.
"We'll be fine," Goku replied.