Meet Azuki, an incredibly powerful and vivacious Saiyan warrior of her time, in age 737. Her reputation was almost as highly regarded as those who were friends or associates of the royal bloodline. She was a fierce fighter with a strong spirit, always determined to win every battle, and did. She had dark brown skin, hair and tail fur. Her hair was long and spiked, like Raditz's but a bit shorter, only going just past her shoulders. Her battle armor was mainly colored black, with blood red and yellow in some areas. Originally it was black and white, but as she spent her early teen years in several battles, she decided to color them in the blood of her opponents. Saiyans never typically did this, because it was much easier to just paint them. Her eyes were a grey-silver, but would sometimes glow a shade of red in bloodlust.
Her most recognizable feature was the two streaks of blood painted below her left eye. Most who did not ask assumed they were either hers, or the blood of an enemy, but it was in fact the blood of a once trusted ally who always used her to his advantage. She only realized this when she turned 13, which is the day she killed him. To this day, nobody bothered to ask. If somebody were to discover her dark secret, she would be executed for treason.
Even if the secret was let out, today would not be that day. Today is a key historical point in time where planet Vegeta explodes by the hands of Lord Frieza, leader of the Galactic Frieza Army, also known as the Planet Trade Organization. Hours before the destuction, Azuki decided to take a day off and relax on the moon for her day off. It was something to do, anyway, as work had been slow as of recent. She zipped off to the moon in her Saiyan pod, then kicked back while reading upon some ancient Saiyan folklore. Hours then passed, and eventually the view outside her window turned bright red. It couldn't be sunrise, could it? She was perched on the border between the light and dark side of the moon, so it could be a possibility. But this was more eerie and familiar than a typical sunrise. It was Frieza's Supernova attack!
"Is he?... no... NOOO! IS HE INSANE?!..." She scremed as she watched the infernal ball of death close in on her home, then the planet simply exploded due to the sheer force of the attack. Survival instincts overpowered her, and drove her to fly as far as possible from Frieza's ship. Everything she ever knew, loved, treasured, was now only a memory. She clenched her fist in anger while tears swelled up in her eyes. "Damn you... you son of a BITCH!" She screamed. She could not help her own emotions. She'd gone through plenty of drama in her life, and now this?! She was only in her early twenty's. No, this would not go unpunished.
"...I will get you Frieza, just you wait. I'll go train somewhere and get stronger than you'll ever be!..I'll ascend beyond my limits, and become the legend I know you fear all too much. I will avenge you for all the Saiyans you murdered today, avenge you for our home you just obliterated. I will end your life in the mere blink of an eye, as painfully as possible." She said, with a glint of fierce determination in her eye. Any tears that remained were burned in rage. "...just you wait."
"Zarbon, scan the area for any remaining monkey filth, would you?" Asked the tyrant, Frieza, in a polite tone after returning from a most spectacular display of "fireworks". He didn't even have to leave his chair, which floated with a bubbly noise.
"Yes sir, on it." He pressed a series of buttons and brought up a radar on the main projector. Four yellow dots appeared on the screen briefly, then after a few blinks only one remained.
"Sir, theres an escape pod headed towards the far right. It's power level doesn't register, should we follow it anyway?" Zarbon asked, to which Frieza shook his head.
"No, I'm more interested in the few that disappeared. Knowing how Saiyans love to cherish their last living memories, I wouldn't be surprised those aren't pods that just exploded. Go towards alpha four by seven. If theres any pod parts floating about, then head the other way." He twirled his finger to & fro indicating his desired directions.
"Alright sir, four by seven...got it." Zarbon pressed more seemingly random buttons, and the ship began to move.
Little did they know they'd be off track in no time. The ship they attempted to track was Azuki's. She'd blown off the transponder and changed her course, heading towards to what she thought would be an appropriate place to train. She was on course for one of Frieza's recruitment & military training stations. She'd been there before, on the day she was drafted, at age 5. The fact she was a Saiyan got her bullied on several occasions, even by some of the officers. "This should be fun..." she said, as she grinned evilly.