Hi and welcome to my first book of the Black Tailed Saiyans series. I am Kat, the author and creator of the Black Tailed Saiyans. I started this story some time ago and since then I've been making some changes since I couldn't do them before. All thoughts and telepathic communication are in italics now instead of these (' '). ...That's basically it for changes ::anime sweatdrop:: So yeah, I hope you will enjoy my series (if you can tolerate it) and if you do enjoy it, please leave a review. Thanks a bunch!

One of a Kind

Katrina's Story

Chapter 1

Sunrise. It always seemed the same, but to one who watched it everyday with no purpose, it seemed different. There was no drum roll, no clapping of the cymbals, no gentle violins or cellos. Everything was silent. It was like for one moment, the entire planet Earth began to appreciate the simple things in life and didn't take everything for granted.

Then of course, everything went back to normal. The golden flames began to lick the grounds, and then finally they began to spread. First was the countryside of the gentle rolling hills and the grassy plains. Next were the small suburbs, quiet and peaceful with just enough excitement to perk up the residents. Then the flames began to get out of control until they spread to the concrete sidewalks, the silver and grey pavement, the blacktop, the glass, and the metal until finally, everything was caught in a blaze. That's when everyone woke up.

Everyone... except for the one who was already awake. She enjoyed night the best, when everything was as dark as her soul, as her clouded mind. It was so peaceful that she could actually believe that there were some people out there that were open minded and intelligent, that people that could actually care about her instead of pushing her away.

But that'll never happen.

Slowly, the six foot three inch girl stepped out of her bed. She dragged her feet lazily towards the window and shut the blinds as she did every morning.

About a half hour later, she was clean, dressed, and about as ready as ever to face the repetitious morning. She was about to grab the handle of her door when she realized that she was missing something. Quickly, she ran to the bathroom and pulled out the only bandages that would hide the abnormal scars on her cheeks. Making sure that her choker necklace was set right and that everything else was fine, she made her way out of her dorm room and towards the staircase.

The usual crowd was outside and, with her sensitive ears, she picked up their sudden silence as she passed by. She clenched her fists to suppress the gut feeling that she had been getting lately by thinking about what she would do when she got out of here. No one would want her working for them, so she'd have to find a way to—

"Well, well, well. Look who it is, fellas. Miss Pussy-Kat is on the prowl."

She didn't stop.

"Hey! Hey! Look at this! Are you on the hunt or something?" She felt a tight grip on her shoulder. "C'mon, you gotta problem with talking to us?"

That did it. She stopped and grabbed the hand that clenched her shoulder. With a simple squeeze, he let go and shook his hand to get the feeling back into it.

"Back off, Zalo." She hissed. "I don't want to have to break that pretty little nose of yours again." She started to walk but Zalo decided to play the shoving game.

She hit the ugly tan wall, but not hard enough to hurt her. She immediately knew that they were not going to back down. She dropped her book bag to her side and put her fists up. "Guess you want more than your nose broken this time, huh Zalo?" She asked.

"Well see about that. Boys!!" He called, and his loyal friends shifted to his side. They were all mostly six foot, no problem for a six foot three girl, but two were going to be a big problem. Zalo was the second tallest at a height of six foot six inches. He had the muscular build to back it up too. Ange was the tallest, but one of the lesser members because of his stupidity. He wasn't muscular, but he was sure as hell bulky. It would be hard to manage a hit because of all the blubber, but she knew his capabilities.

Quickly, after analyzing her chances, she ran and aimed for Ange first. Leaping into the air, she managed to land a kick on his head. He instantly flew backwards and skidded for a few feet afterwards. He was out cold.

Crash and Burn were the next to go. They were the younger twins, but she new that they always brought switch blades to each fight, just in case. With a few punches and a swift kick, they were down.

Zalo and the last three, whom she liked to call Huey, Luey and Duey, decided to try a new approach: the leap frog. They all tried to pounce on her from their corners, but she managed to get some big air before they all fell to the ground. She landed back down a few feet away. When she turned around, they were all tied in a knot on the ground.

She chuckled and went back to get her back pack, but suddenly she felt like she was being crushed into a cube. Ange was actually awake, and bear-hugging her in an attempt to stop her from leaving.

Zalo and the other three removed themselves out of the knot, and Zalo stepped over towards her. "Well now, who's going to break whose bones?" He sneered before landing a hard punch in her gut. She gasped for air and spit out a few drops of blood from the blow, and it seemed that Ange was holding her tighter.

Zalo smacked her around for a few more minutes, leaving her bruised and battered. Ange let go of his hold and she dropped down to the floor like a rag doll.

They all snickered at the scene and left her.

She didn't move, and continued to stay still for a few minutes. Then suddenly, her eye sight did not go black. Instead, all she saw were shades of red.