Frieza smirked as he stared at the tubes. He watched one in particularly. It, like

the others, held a Saiyan infant in the last stages. She was one of the four newest weapons

he had made. Her DNA was the most altered. He looked at the other tubes. Two of the

four actually looked Saiyan, the others looked very different from their race. Their (AN:

by discoloration for you slow people I mean that their coloration (like hair) is different.

Not like the usual) discoloration was due to the amount of altering and what the altered.

Frieza returned his gaze back to his favorite. Expecting to see a sleep infant, he finds him

self looking into a set of blue eyes.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~4 years later~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The old man watch the eldest of the children Frieza had sent to be trained. She

was the smartest of them. Number 16 was what she was called. (AN: I know there is an

android by the name 16, but I'm using it for experiments you known? Well anyway on

with the story.) Poor children. They didn't even have names. He continued to watch the

young child as she concentrated hard to teleport. She disappeared and then a loud screech

penetrated the air.

AN: Hey guys this is my first story. I know this chapter was really short too. But please R&R and give suggestions. You can flame me if you want. Just send something. Anything would help tell me how to go on. Thanks, Ember.