Ok, kiddo's. I decided to post this thing. I have had this for awhile, and I just located it, so here it is. I like it. I feel that it is very different from anything else on here.

If you are curious where I am getting the setting from, then check out 'Bardock: The Father of Goku'.

I am keeping it VERY close to the actual TV special, like with the ending and what not. But, let's just say I added a character and changed things around that character. So, in other words, don't fret, because this WILL NOT have a sappy, lovey dovey ending. Sure some 'things' might occur before, but it will all end.

Anywho, this is kind of a ReiBardock story. You will see why I say 'kind of' later on.

This is based mostly off 'manga Rei', who is more calm and collected.

I have everything written, I just need convincing to post it. :)

So, enjoy. This is the only authors note I will post unless occasion calls for it.

Xx Lady Xiao xX

I See

Prologue

Rei

I never liked my gift. My family always praised me for it, telling me that it was something to pride myself in; that it would someday prove to be the greatest thing I could ever imagine. I never believed them, and it is probably good that I didn't. If I would have, my hopes would have been severed long ago.

As soon as I discovered my talent I tried to smoother it, wanting to disguise it beneath my skin. It began to fade, or so I thought. It wouldn't work at my will anymore after so long. When my family and the people of my tribe found out, they scorned me. They told me I had thrown away one of the greatest things this planet has every seen. I pretended like I didn't care, but I did.

My father was disappointed. He told me I had brought shame to his name and to our family. Things between us were never the same. My family always told me to never suppress power. They said power was the only thing that could get you anywhere. I guess when I ignored my gift; I had somehow disregarded their teachings.

I grew up since then, my quiet mind with me. My childhood was lonely as you could guess, everyone was either ashamed of my decision or afraid to associate with me because of my decision. They try to act like I made such a mistake when they don't truly understand anything at all. No one could possibly understand the things I saw and sometimes still see. They can never understand.

Now I am sitting in my room, kneeling in front of a window as I knit my baby brother, Hatsuharu, a blanket. My parents forbid me to speak with him, but my mother told me I could give him something if I pleased. It is almost done. I never have much to do, so it was finished rather quickly. It is almost completely red with the exception of a black border.

"Hopefully you will see this one day and know it was I who made it for you." I all but whispered to myself, giving a small smile as I held up my finished product before my eyes. It wasn't a beautiful blanket by any means, but I just hope it is enough for my brother.

The blue sky is beautiful, the trees at the sky line intertwining their branches with the clouds. It is pleasing to look at. One might wonder why I am so fascinated with my surroundings, but when you are shut out for most of your life, you like to feel the energy of the world around you so you can feel something.

In the middle of my daydreaming, a peculiar sound disturbed me. The trees began to shutter violently, their leaves fluttering to the grass. Tiny pebbles began to lift from the ground, dust swarming up around them. I could here some commotion outside my home from my tribe, some screams and shouts echoing through the walls.

What was outside?

As much as I wished to stay put, my curiosity got the best of me, beckoning me to the oddity that was currently stationed outside my home. The hem of my white dress drug on the stone floors as I walked, my hands resting comfortably at my sides. I could feel my hair brush against my arms and the breeze chill my bare feet. I don't know why I felt so calm while everyone else was in a panic.

Upon reaching the front door I peeked through the purple curtain that blocked me from the outside. I lost my breath upon the sight. A huge ship was stationed outside, mostly white with strange windows. A ramp protruded from the hull, extending its long arm to the ground. Three figures walked down this, each of them exerting a feeling of evil.

The three tribe Elders, my father amongst them, walked towards the newcomers, meeting them halfway from the crowd and the ship. I wanted to yell to him, tell him to retreat, but I could not. All I could do was watch.

I moved out of my home and into the crowd, watching the leaders discuss something. The newcomers were very strange, the one in the center being the worst. He rode in an awkward machine, levitating slightly above the ground. At the present he has been the only one not to speak, although he appeared to be the leader.

The being to his left has done most of the talking thus far. He was an odd shade of teal, his hair an emerald green. It was now that I noticed that he wore armor like both of the other men, even though I doubt he needed it.

The alien to the far right was very menacing. He was pink, his skin covered in boils. This one was rather large in width, his pudgy arms crossed across his chest. The only bits he contributed to the conversation were snide remarks to the Elders.

"We implore you; please do not do anything to harm this planet!" I heard one of the Elders say, his voice straining. Some people in the crowd began to whisper, making me inch further into the masses. It was easy for me to get through. No one wanted to touch me.

"Lord Frieza, please, we will do anything!" Another Elder spoke, a slight whimper in his tone. I was sickened by their cowardice. Not only did they beg, but they sold themselves too. I would rather die than fall so far.

Then again, the first thing that I can think of right now is Hatsuharu, wrapped up tightly in my mother's arms. Would I resort to surrender if I was placed in their positions?

"Why then, my dears, should we not destroy this pathetic excuse for a planet?" The one in the middle questioned, his voice filled with malice. This was Lord Frieza, the one the Elders had been talking about for quite some time. I have heard many stories of his ways, conquering planets and destroying them, sometimes even taking the inhabitants for slaves. He was supposedly quite the monster. "Other than you the fact you would like to live, that is."

The Elders looked at each other for a moment, no one speaking a word. My father turned his head, his eyes looking to my mother and brother first, but then slowly drifting to me. We locked gazes for a moment, but he broke away.

"Lord Frieza…" My father took a step forward, the remaining two Elders looking puzzled. I was in front of the crowd now, my hands brought together on my chest. "We have something that maybe we could exchange for the life of this planet."

Both of the henchmen rose eyebrows while Lord Frieza just sat there, his face unchanging. He was very intimidating and I could tell he was the monstrosity that everyone had spoken of. I felt neither remorse nor sadness in his eyes.

"What, exactly, would that be? It must be something of great value."

My father was rubbing his hands together, his robe billowing all around him.

"We have a girl here… one that can see the future…"

Upon hearing those words I felt my heart sink. My father despised me so much that he would sacrifice me to the most feared being in the universe?

Lord Frieza seemed to perk up upon hearing those words. His eyes are glued to my father, whom I assume is sweating bullets by this point. I don't believe I would care if he was shot down dead now, considering he was willing to send me to my death.

"Who is this girl?"

Before I could give my father the satisfaction of calling me to him, I went forward, my dress flowing behind me. I heard some of them women gasp as I walked towards the group, my mother hopefully being one of them. Everyone's eyes were searing into me, burning with question and hope.

"This is my daughter, Rei. She was born with the gift of precognition." My father attempted to put his between my shoulders, but I shrugged him off, sending him a glare.

Lord Frieza began to chuckle lightly to himself, holding up a hand to his mouth. Inside I felt like vomiting, but I held my rigid stare.

"Here I thought she was going to be some old hag." He looked to me and then to my father again, a grin still dancing across his face. "How can I be sure she tells the future? What if this is all a ploy?"

Instead of going to my father for the answer, he went to me instead, peering through me with his dark eyes. I returned the favor, but inside knew what I was going to say. It came to me naturally, like I had been planning this my entire life.

"Lord Frieza, I have seen and felt death, almost as much as you have. Why do you think I stand here calmly when most are shaking in fear?" I looked to my father briefly and frowned. "Whether you accept this trade or not is no concern of mine."

I knew my father was probably extremely angry at me at this present moment, but I paid it no mind. Either way this debacle went, I was never going to see him again. He can rot.

Lord Frieza looked to the teal man, his smile gone. "Zarbon, take the girl. Let's head out."

The man named Zarbon rook hold of my arm, dragging me up the ramp behind Lord Frieza and the pink alien. He wasn't to ruff, but it wasn't really necessary. I followed obediently. After we made it aboard, the ramp pulled itself in and closed, sealing shut.

I was then marched to the command room, I am assuming, considering a massive control board decorated the front and many small aliens were operating it. The strange windows surrounded the entire perimeter, making the oval ship seem never-ending.

"Come, child…" Frieza beckoned me forward, trying to get me close to a window. "Don't you want to see you planet for the last time?"

I huffed lightly and shook my head, giving him a light frown. "No, thank you. I am willing to bet you are going to kill them, anyway."

About that time we lifted off the ground, flying off into the atmosphere. The departure shook my footing a little bit, but I stayed on two feet. When I looked back to Lord Frieza, he was smiling.

End of Prologue