Already Over

Prologue

"What's the status on our puppet? Make it quick." The tyrant was standing in the science lab.

"The female Saiyan seems to be angry again and trying to break free of her prison shackles."

"Heh, stupid Saiyan. It should know better." Frieza was about to leave the throne room.

""Wait, Lord Frieza!" Frieza stopped mid-step and turned his head to glance at his loyal servant, "there's something that you must see." The servant bows and quickly takes out a hologram that shows what's going on in the prison.

A female figure is kneeling on the dirty ground with both arms stretched out, shackled to the wall with chains. A large mask covers her face, while wearing rags of clothes-if you could even call it that- you can clearly see there are bruises, bones popping out of the skin and is very small. Her right arm looks demonic and glows red, an unnatural thing that keeps other failed experiments away in fear of the female's power.

She looked calm, no signs of struggling. Frieza turned his whole body towards the hologram, "You wasted precious time of showing me a calm experiment?" his eyes narrowed in annoyance.

"N-no! We had to send the doctors in to sedate her!"

"And?" He was becoming impatient.

"When she was struggling, we noticed her tail flashing into a long black smooth tail, rather than the Saiyans' usual monkey like tail."

"Keep me posted on the procedures that you do to her. I won't have 16 years of having to raise it from a newborn to a teenager gone to waste. Make sure to keep the thing alive will you? If you don't," Frieza blew up another servants head by the door," that will be you, only 1000 times more painful." He calmly walked away and stopped by the door. "Clean up the mess will you? It's staining my tiled floor."

Inside the Prison

My smile, my happiness, my race, my future and my family. It was gone within the blink of an eye. I cannot complain though. I was cursed the day I was born. I'm not allowed to have friends, Frieza made sure of that.

Sixteen years of my life have been taken from me. How much longer must I fade away in humiliation? The beatings, experimentation, dissection, starvation, and the loneliness, the fear that I may not live to see the day I may be free.

My tail began to change again when I was struggling to get out, but the doctors saw it. I want a wish…all I ask is for someone to help me out of her, or at the very least a friend while I'm here. It's such a shame that Frieza always crushes my wishes as he destroys planets. Those plants are my stars, and my wishes keep dying faster every time I get the chance to look out the dreary window.

It doesn't help when to the sides of my prison walls I can hear the screaming of others-like right now. They always die. I'm the only one that's survived the monster and his experiments-his torture.

I can hear them when their bodies drop dead lifelessly on the ground. I hear the footsteps as they near my door.

The door opens and I see a tall bald man standing in the doorway. I lift my head up weakly. The drugs are still in my system, everything seems blurry. I notice that his tail is wrapped around the waist. He's like me. I was relieved for a while, that maybe he was going to rescue me. My mind shatters when I see a shocking collar in his hand.

"Look kid, I'm not happy about him doing this to you, no matter how sadistic I can be, you're the last female Saiyan in the entire galaxy." He locks it into place of my neck and leaves while mumbling unnecessary things about my body.

The collar starts buzzing to life…then pain. The electricity surrounds the room and soon, I'm engulfed in pain-crying, begging it to stop.

I don't have a name.

But this is my life.

This is my punishment.

This, is my hell.