Prologue: And so it begins...

A little girl sits all alone in an alleyway. Since she ran
away from the orphanage, times have been very hard. She huddles in a
corner trying to warm herself. Her once-beautiful, black hair was now
full of knots and tangles, and her once-bright, happy, green eyes were
now full of fear and the remnants of tears. her violent tendencies had
cost her dearly this time. The orphanage keepers were cruel and
unforgiving, and it was time she had left. This would never have
happened if her mother were still alive. She had done anything in her
power to make life easier since Father left, but it was difficult with
no money and no place to stay. She had loved her mother dearly, though
she never even knew her father's name. All she knew was that he was a
proud, Saiyan warrior, who's pride and reputation were always more
important than his family. She grew up hating this man. She found it
terribly hard to trust anyone because of what he did to her and her
mother. Now, a little 6-year-old girl was living her life on the
streets of Tokyo. Stealing to survive, and trusting not a single soul.
A little angel no one seemed to care about. She closes her eyes and
cries herself to sleep. Wishing for a day when the pain and lonileness
would go away...