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This is my sixth fan fiction. I am now writing about a Sayian that is a murderous girl, but who would easily weaken at the sight of her long time best friend.

Reina "Cobra", The Sayian

Love may just get in the way when choosing what side to be on

Prologue

My Worst Fears and Worst Truths

I may seem like an innocent girl on the outside, but on the inside I'm a natural assassin. Of course, I had proper training to be one. Anyone I know or killed can thank the people of Planet Vegeta for that. As you might guess, I'm a Sayian which to Earthlings means alien. I do not look like an alien that is described as on Earth. I am not green although I am rather found of the color. I look like an Earthling, but at the same time I don't. Certain parts of me like my tail or not common to be found on humans. I have brown hair that reaches my knees. It spikes up from the back. I have my own beauty. My brown eyes can pierce any person's heart with a death glare, my smile can make a person melt, my laugh cracks like a whip in the air and travels to a person's ear terrifying them, my long legs are to die for, and my touch can make you freeze. I can melt a man's heart and terrify a monster. I am an enemy and a deadly angel. I didn't need to use my charm to kill Son Goku. Yes, you heard right. I killed Son Goku known as Kakkort. I killed him along with his grandfather. They exist only in memory. The truth is, I'm not proud of what I've done. I did it on Frieza's orders. He would have my pretty head on his wall if I didn't complete the deed. After that day, I fled. I didn't return to Frieza to confirm all other Sayians were dead. The truth was that they weren't, but I couldn't kill them. I didn't have the heart to after killing Goku. I still remember his Grandpa begging for me to spare Goku and kill him instead of his grandson.
"Take me! Please! I'll do anything! Please just spare Son Goku!"
His words still haunt me to this day.

Anyway after I fled, I traveled to different planets and eventually stayed on Earth. I reminded me little of Planet Vegeta, but it was welcoming. Earth became my home. I decided to change my murderous ways. I fought for the good, for the weak, and for the strong. There were good people like me on Earth. I wanted to be like them, so I trained with them for years. They saw the good in me. They saw the power in me. They helped me unlock my hidden powers. I became Earth's savior. I defeated countless enemies on Earth. But, one enemy I didn't kill because he changed. He changed. I knew him. When he arrived, I felt like melting. He had changed so much since the old days. We were young when we first met. It was young love overtime. He changed so much both good and bad. My childhood friend had lost his way. I put him back on the right track.

I never fell in love with anyone before until my childhood friend returned. I had no idea that he was still alive especially since my mission was to kill him and other Sayians. I had killed his younger brother, but he had escaped. Luckily. Sheer luck saved him for his doom. By doom, I mean me. But, I met him again. But, I was his angel that helped him think straight. I wasn't his doom. He won my heart. He stole it passionately. I stole his in a non-vicious attempt. It came easily. It was one of the easiest things I've accomplished, because he was putty in my hands. It was all to easy. Love was on a silver platter. After all, he knew me too well to not fight a battle that he would easily lose.