Hi my name is hyperdbzfan12, and I have decided to make a story that has been on my mind for a while. I'd like to say this will be my writing account because other one is for reading. This idea mostly came to me when I saw a picture of note and gohan. I looked into note a little, and came up with this story. The oc in this story is not note from dragon ball heroes, but does look exactly like her and has other similarities too. I don't really own anything, and I hope you like this short preview.

Pre Z arc

Prologue: A Lone Warrior

Explosions could be heard in the distance. A woman and a small girl, both worse for wear were flying briskly from the area. Landing by a lone space pod, the woman grabbed the girl who had nearly passed out from exhaustion and quickly opened up the pod. It was a small pod; only able to fit one person. The women quickly placed the young child into the space pod, and the child asked,"where are we goin', mommy?" The mother stared down at her child, and thought of the time the said child had been born.

Flashback:

She had finally done it. She finally had a ray of hope in this hellish nightmare. This hope was in the form of her newborn child. Even her normally stoic mate had a small grin on his face. It was truly a time of joy. "Take that Freiza. You can destroy our home, kill most of our species, but we still survive," she proudly thought, knowing full well Freiza had destroyed planet Vegeta. Grinning, she checked the baby's powerlevel. It was 76; slightly above average for a third-class baby. She beamed at the little bundle that was her daughter. "I pray you will a better life than your mommy and daddy, little warrior," she spoke. They had already decided on a name, but she liked calling her baby little warrior. It brought her hope that this child would escape the hellish life her parents had been forced to live.

Flashback end

Her child of nearly three and a half of age had grown so much. The girl quickly picked up on the speaking language and fighting techniques. She could proudly state that her daughter was a prodigy; being able to fly and shoot very small energy blasts before she could even walk. She had taught her daughter her special kaia techniques. The technique was known by few, but her daughter had nearly mastered it! She would truly miss seeing her sweet, innocent child. She quickly typed in the coordinates of a weak frontier planet she had heard of, and strapped her daughter in with an almost empty jar of healing liquid. She silently prayed for her daughter's safety. Snapping out of her musing, she quickly sung a lullaby (look up nightcore safe and sound) to lull the exhausted child to sleep. The women sensed some evil energy signals heading this way. Energy sensing was something she and her daughter had picked up shortly after her and her mate had been separated. She knew she had to get her daughter off the planet now, and quickly pressed the launch button. As she watched the pod leave the atmosphere, she whispered, "good bye my little warrior." Then they were upon her.

Extra: Out of the Frying Pan and into Space

A lone space pod flew swiftly away from the battle far below it. In it a mysterious three years old, whose life change was about to change forever.

To be continued...

I'm going to stop right here for now. I know this may have been kind of vague, but aren't most prologues vague. I going to do some drawing to at least attempt to help you visualize this story (I know I always try to that with stories I read), but I'm not the best at drawing. To look you can check out my deviantart account vicktyhaschortles, and I should have a few up soon. Be sure to check out songohanart's page too (place where I got my inspiration); you won't regret it. I'll try to update soon, but life is crazy! Good bye for now, and please review, follow, and favorite!