A/N: This is my second fanfiction. It's based on a character made by me - Sereki, Goku's full-blooded Saiyan twin sister. All of the DBZ characters will be in character, I promise, and this takes place as if the Saiyan planet was never destroyed. This is gonna be a good one, you won't want to miss it! There's going to be a lot of action and some romance - an unbeatable combination! Enjoy!

Chapter 1 - Approaching Past

The shattered moon shone with scattered light as the gentle breeze caressed her soft cheeks. The wind rustled the trees below, and the leaves flew on invisible wings to greet her. The soft, sweet smell of the night lilies floated to her sensitive nose. A slight smile emerged amidst her focused face. This is the best time for meditation… the best place… one of the most peaceful places I've ever been. Sereki gazed at the starry night sky. Many of those bright balls of light she had visited even lived for some time. Her memories of the people who trained her… the first of whom was here, on earth, came to her mind. Grandpa Gohan, as her brother fondly called him, always held a special place in her heart. He was the reason she left Earth. 'Use your talents for good,' his favorite quote, was ever-present in her memories. However, she needed to travel, to pick up different skills, to experience the universe. Unlike her brother, she never hit her head and remembered clearly who she was and where she came from.

A faded orange star captured Sereki's attention. It was the sun of the planet of her origin – Vejiitasei… a place that would never accept her. As a Saiyan child, she had an extremely close bond with her twin, Kakarrot; after all, they had spent nearly 9 months side by side in their mother. An unbreakable telepathic bond was formed, and when she heard that he was being sent away to earth to conquer the so-called "tail-less beings," she snuck in his tiny capsule that plummeted towards the faraway Milky Way Galaxy. Certainly such disrespect would never be tolerated upon her return. To make matters worst, she was rare. Her body looked slight and fragile compared to Saiyan females, and her eyes shone crystal blue. Even though she looked weak, she was certainly not, in fact she was slightly weaker than her brother. Her body was well built and chiseled… certainly looked very strong by human standards. Unfortunately, Saiyans can judge too quickly on first appearances and many of the females born fragile like her were… discarded. Why her parents kept her alive always puzzled her. Maybe they knew I was strong and not like all of the other 'weaklings.' The only way to ever gain her race's respect was to train harder and become stronger than ever before. Perhaps then even her parents would forgive her for running away and never coming back at the age of two. I'll go back there… someday.

The stars caused her hair to sparkle, and she lowered her eyes to the trees below. The birds were sleeping, the animals were in their dens, and fireflies glowed intermittently with nature's rhythmic breath. Her smile grew to a large grin. She just loved these periods of peace – no wars, no conflicts. Every planet she visited seemed to always be on the brink of destruction, and no matter how much she tried to mind her own business, she always got involved. However, she was grateful for those tumultuous times – she had learned so much and grown as a fighter. Her skills of diplomacy were rivaled above the best, and her art and knowledge of war were at most unstoppable. Not many people on Earth knew this… in fact only two did – her best friend Bulma and her brother Kakarrot.

She sighed and slowly stood up; the horizon began to turn a lighter blue as the sun sleepily rose from its resting place on the other side of the world. Sereki turned to leave when something stopped her in her tracks. This feeling…I've felt it before. Only on those war torn planets had she ever experienced this blood cooling sensation. Her skin prickled, and each individual hair stood on end. "Something terrible is coming," she whispered under her breath. "Something bringing destruction…" With this last thought she took to the skies and flew to the Lookout as fast as she possibly could. What was this great uncertainty she felt?

Once there, the scene that greeted her confirmed her suspicions. Piccolo and Krillin had beaten her. Confusion hung in the air as Krillin approached her.

"Do you feel it too 'Reki?" Krillin asked, hoping to get a negative answer.

"I feel it." Piccolo stated from his position near the edge of the lookout. His eyes were locked on the stars, searching for the origin of the feeling they were all aware of.

"Gosh, I was just hoping it was a nightmare..."

"Is it…?" Sereki left the question hanging in the air dripping with dread.

"Yes." Piccolo turned and walked slowly towards them. He shuddered.

"Huh! Hey guys, just because I'm short doesn't mean you can ignore me. What, or who is it!" Krillin begged for an answer. "Whoever they are can't beat Reki and Goku!"

"It's them." Piccolo stated, amused at the monk's contorted face. "And we can't take them... the army. There will betoo many of them."

Krillin's eyes moved back to Sereki. Her serious expression caused him to feel a slight pang of fear. He suddenly knew the answer. They were going to have todevise a genius plan to even have a hope of surviving this one. Their fate was hinged on it.

"The Saiyans." Sereki's eyes moved to the stars. They were not far away… perhaps only a few days. Clouds moved across the sky and covered the stars almost as if nature itself sensed the fear of the warriors and tried to protect itself.

A/N: How did you like it? Review please :) More chapters will come based on my feedback. Thanks guys!