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Calina's body began to tremble uncontrollably as her chest curved up and down. Body hunched over as sweat poured from her face and onto the ground below her. Finally she collapsed on to all fours.
" Get up.. You're not allowed to be acting so delicately, Saiyan. " A man's voice boomed throughout a large but hollow room.
The woman before him was beaten badly, her hair was tussled and her skin bruised. In fact she wasn't a young woman or even a teen, but a young eight-year-old being. A gifted child who's future was uncertain.
" Hey, RAT! " The man screamed once more, clearly his patience had run out. Snapping his mighty arm down upon her he grasped her woolly tail and pulled her up off the ground. With a sudden gasp the air was taken from her lungs, all feeling numbed throughout her body and a very sickly sensation crept up her spine.
"Haha, ha. You ugly rat. With this rat tail.. Completely worthless species. I have no idea why King Frieza keeps you around. " The man announced, throwing her away from him. The child numbly rolled and landed a few yards from the man's feet. " Sparing is over for today.. Try coming back tomorrow with some nerve." The man, or rather man like alien then proceeded to leave the room through a set of automatic opening doors.
Since she was young she had been called Calina. So that was what she responded to. She didn't have any family, at least as far as she knew. So this was all she knew. Working under Lord Frieza, training and trying to survive seemed to be the only things she was good at. There were only a handful of Saiyans left under Frieza, the rest had been killed when Planet Vegeta was blown up. Rumors had swirled from time to time about the few that were out on missions when Lord Frieza blew up her home planet. She was never really told how she survived, but then again why question it.
Placing her forearms onto the ground below her she pushed her weight from the ground. Her tail twitching angrily as she got her balance. With both feet firmly placed onto the floor, she sighed. Her body ached and was covered in sweat. She wouldn't get much more out of it for today, so she had no choice but to try to wind down and relax.
Her room was stationed along the east wing of the ship. It was small, very cramped and had poor ventilation, but it was her own and she didn't need to share it. The black spandex that she trained with was ruined completely. Almost in shreds, it barely hugged her hips. The small and thin white training shirt she previously had on matched the condition of her bottoms. Slowly undressing herself she tossed the cloths at the door, took a deep sigh and went into the bathroom. Here she closed the door to just an inch of latching and turned the hot water on. Washing away all of the sweat and effort from the day.
The water rolled down her back and shoulders. Each minute she let the water run over her she felt more and more revived. Her forearms were firmly placed against the sides of she shower and she let her head rest against her raw skin. 'How much longer was she supposed to keep this up?' Exiting the shower she dried thoroughly and put fresh cloths on. This time it consisted of black spandex shorts and a grey cloth set of shorts over the spandex. The spandex stretched down her legs just a bit further than the shorts. With being so young there was no need for her to wear a bra, so her torso was covered by a tank top and a white, short sleeved training shirt over that. Slipping on a pair of shoes she exited the room through a set of automatic opening doors. Not speaking a word.
The food lounge or FSA, was large and located towards the center of the ship. Luckily Lord Frieza was not aboard today, so the crew's spirits were unusually high. Going through an assembly line, with a silver tray, she even got an extra serving of protein. It was very unusual.
This area was inhabited by three other Saiyans besides herself, the more famous one, Prince Vegeta, was out on a mission. The other two were men, and were fairly old. Calina always sat with them. They were the closest things she had ever had to family. The oldest ones name was Zero, while the thirty something's name was Torrin. Zero had a sturdy physique and dull eyes. His hair was gone and he smiled rarely. However he always had stuck up for Calina, always. Torrin was much smaller than Zero and weighed in at maybe one fifty. His hair was somewhat long and was a jet black. It was tied back in a low ponytail, and had a strange, pointed face. Both were charismatic in their own ways.
" You know there's talk about Frieza deploying us to some planet in the Milky Way galaxy.. Something about finding some kind of jewels.." Zero's voice was low but understandable. Torrin opened his mouth and shoved some sort of meat into his mouth, chewing while talking.
" I'll take whatever I can get right now.. I'm just ITCHIN to fight, Cha' know? " Calina stayed quiet. Eating the food she was given, and listening to the others. Her bright blue eyes strayed across the FSA, the difference in the Aliens was astounding, yet everyone had something in common; all were tools to be used by Lord Frieza.
" Hey, Calina. What do you think about getting a new mission? You ancy? " Torrin asked while swallowing a large mouthful of food. Calina's head pulled over to the group for just a moment.
" Not really.. I'd rather just stay here and get stronger. " Calina spoke in a low voice, Torrin snickered at her comment.
" That's not like any Saiyan I know, wanting to stay back.. Its kinda, unnatural. " Torrin spoke with a bratty grin.
" She's only eight Torrin.. Did you forget about that.. " Zero spoke over the growing noise in the lunch lounge. Torrin's discomposure was now visible. Clearly he had forgot. " Don't volunteer for anything Calina.. Anything Frieza sends the Saiyans out to do always is a suicide mission. " His tone was very serious, his dulled, deep hazel eyes matched her bright blue eyes for just a moment before breaking away. Calina stayed quiet. With a small sigh she managed to smile. Torrin and Zero looked over. Smiles, after all, were quite rare around here.
" Just you wait.. Soon everyone will know my name.. I'll be the most powerful warrior in the universe. The most powerful Saiyan that's ever lived! " Calina grinned from ear to ear. Her wide smile making the other two Saiyans across from her also grin. With a laugh the two men shook their heads.
" Now, now. Look who's getting cocky " Torrin laughed and drank some off- clear liquid. " If that's what you think you'll become then that's what you'll become. You are unique Calina.. I haven't seen a Saiyan with eyes like yours since I was young, and even then it was in a book.. You're meant to do big things, just make sure you don't forget about old Zero.." Zero spoke, and followed his words with some food. Calina's smile was from ear to ear until she went to sleep that night.
" Wake up MONKEY! Its time for departure! " An angry voice boomed outside her doors and was accompanied with an obnoxious pounding fist.
Calina didn't respond. She was already up, putting on her black spandex over her hips and a long sleeved set over her torso, she then put on her armor that was given to the entire ship. The standard uniform was unisex and was a tough, near indestructible armor that hugged her body and broadened at her shoulders. It extended just a little past her waistline. Her legs and arms were completely visible. Lastly she placed a set of standard fighter boots that were given to her from the ship. Her hair was already short, trailing just a few inches past her firm jaw line, so she didn't need to keep with it. It was jet black, and was short in the back, but as it moved towards the front the length steadily increased until it looked like a bob style. Her skin was an olive tan, and her eyes were that always piercing blue. Nearly never heard of in Saiyan heritage. There would be no time for breakfast.
Calina walked to the west sector of the ship were she was to be deployed. She wasn't surprised seeing a nearly full room. When on arrival she found Zero and Torrin alongside her. Them and over a dozen other aliens. In the front of the group was Captain Ginyu, a pompous asshole who enjoyed, on occasion, yanking at Calina's tail to watch her scream.
" Listen up, orders just came in from Lord Frieza. You worthless sacs of skin are to be stationed on Planet Larm, you are required to kill every living creature. Do NOT harm any of the environment. There are resources here that we've been searching for. Don't mess this up.. " The lecture ended and he disappeared through a set of automatic doors.
Zero stayed particularly close to Calina. Calina looked up at him. "Be patient, wait just a moment. "...A voice boomed through the room. " One and two.. One and two.. One and two..." A purple skinned, small alien counted pairs off to get into ships and Zero and Calina ended up in the same ship. Calina looked up to Zero and nudged him with her elbow. She swore she saw him smile again.
The ships traveled about a half hour, but that half hour was almost half a galaxy away. Calina looked outside to see a small red planet with a strange golden glow coming from the atmosphere. " Calina.. I want you to stay next to me, don't leave my sight.. They are planning something I can.. feel it.." Calina looked up to Zero and snickered.
" Pufft.. I may be the one protecting you.. You are getting old you' know.." Calina spoke in an uppity tone, Zero stayed quiet. The landing went smooth and when exiting their ships they had no need for breathing apparatus, because the oxygen level was high enough. Torrin wasn't far behind the two. He got paired with a small, fat alien who resembled some sort of cat creature. He gave a wave as soon as he saw the two of them. The place seemed vacant of life. The planet was filled with red grass, and red covered plant life everywhere. The landscape was pretty flat, and made visibility easier.
" So apparently the red pigment that's in most of these plants is supposed to 'immortalize life.' Or some bullshit like that.. " Torrin spoke loudly behind Zero and Calina. " Runt here said that Frieza thinks there might be some way to make himself live for forever if he ingests enough of it.. Freak!" Torrin spoke loudly.
Calina was watching him and imaging Lord Frieza eating lots and lots of plants, then getting super fat and blowing up. She laughed a little aloud to herself. Without notice Zero wrapped his arm around Calina's waist and pulled her against him and then lifted them both from the area. Without time to speak Calina watched the ground where she just stood blow up. Her eyes scanning the area below her, and as the dust cleared there were six small outlines.
Zero landed and released Calina. The two stood side by side, meanwhile they could hear Torrin's screams, Calina's eyes widened as her teeth clenched. The aliens weren't going to give their planet up easily. They were around five feet tall with grey skin and lean physiques. All had ruby red cloths on, all equipped with a cloak with matching colors. Calling remembered their eyes were a sudden green. Two of the aliens had Torrin pinned while another held a white hot blast over him. Preparing to impale him with it. It was Calina who now acted quickly.
Without hesitation, she jetted across the landscape and planted her feet. On impulse she placed her right palm infront of her. Grasping her right arm with her left hand she fired three medium sized blue chi blasts at the aliens. Two hit directly while the one of them missed. Either way it gave Torrin enough leeway to get up and away. He quickly pulled back to Zero and Calina. Torrin held his left shoulder with his right hand. Blood pulled down his arm in streams. His face was scratched a little, but his focus was on the aliens infront of them. At the moment a few of them had pulled back and all that was left was three of them. It was always like this. The native population would fight for their lives, and ultimately would lose them. The sting Calina felt after taking another life was starting to disappear.
The planet, and its red plant life, were equally unimportant to Calina. She would much rather be sitting on the ship training. Zero's voice boomed through her ears and shook her from her trance. The three aliens were charging them and firing off chi blasts while they closed in. The three of them separated and each took on an alien. Their grey skin and stout bodies weren't the strangest thing Calina had ever seen. The alien's piercing green eyes matched the ferocity of Calina's scorching blue ones. The two exchanged blows. Left elbow to the face, blocked. Right knee to the shoulder, connected. A few blows to her face, and back around they went.
Until now Calina's stamina began to hinder. She was on her fortieth, no.. sixtieth alien. Where were they coming from? The three of them were ambushed by much larger aliens now. All looking similar to the creatures from before, however these were at least six feet tall and well over two hundred pounds. Calina reached down and grasped her current opponent's head, the smallish alien squirmed for only a moment before Calina made a 360 degree turn with its skull. Dropping the body she reunited with Zero and Torrin. Calina's body was beginning to pant restlessly, and with a feverish swipe she tried to move blood from her eyes. Zero looked to have it much more together. Calina glanced up to Torrin to see his mouth bleeding some, but with that blood came a sick, almost sadistic smile.
"Let the games begin."
These aliens were much stronger, and much more intelligent then the pawns from before. Their warrior skills almost matched Calina's. This caused her attention to be put soley on one at a time instead of groups. With a glance over to Zero, Calina saw him having no trouble. It took them well over an hour, but they finished off the small army. Calina was a Saiyan warrior unlike many, mostly because there were not really any Saiyans left. Her neck was throbbing, one of the brutes from earlier got a good grab at her throat.
Torrin began to cough, and spit the excess blood onto the ground. " Did Frieza just send us down here to die! This is complete bullshit! " Torrin's voice boomed. His tone clearly showed his lack of patience.
Zero sighed. That was their answer.
Moving along on foot, they neared an empty town, or city? Whatever it was it's current condition was abandoned. The three of them continued until they neared the center where a large silver shrine lifted from the ground and into the sky. Calina pulled a scouter from her pocket and placed it over her left eye. The pink lens began to beep and within a few sends it pulled up a reading of any energies within the area. " This place is completely abandoned... I'm not even picking up-" Calina's left side went numb as her eye sight went grey and she blacked out.
