Note: This is one of my first stories. My future stories will actually be planned out and hopefully read by a Beta.

Chapter 1

Author: Another story in "The X Chronicles" series is here. However, I'm dissatisfied with this series of stories and I want to make many changes

Masuto: Why don't you make those changes then?

Author: It would be too difficult with what I currently have to work with; that's why I'm going to eventually remake these stories

Masuto: When is eventually?

Author: I would say around late November of this year, it all depends on how long it takes to finish these stories

Masuto: The author doesn't own Dragon Ball in any way; if he did, he wouldn't waste time with writing fan fiction stories

The two ships containing injured Masuto and Norjin sped towards Planet Parusi. Sometime during their journey, they were passed by much larger ship that undoubtedly belonged to Dodoria. After two weeks, Dodoria's ship docked with Frieza's. He had to report the news about the Saiyan kid directly to Frieza.

When Dodoria entered the room, Frieza was doing what he always does, just staring out the window into empty space. "Lord Frieza, while on Planet Egyenia we ran into two warriors with substantial powers. One of them was a Child Saiyan."

Frieza was interested by this. "Are you sure?" Frieza asked.

"Yes," Dodoria answered, "I saw his tail with my own eyes."

"What was the species of the other?" Frieza questioned.

"The other was a Namekian," Dodoria stated.

"Did you take of them?" Frieza inquired.

"Well, umm… they got away," Dodoria replied, "but I believe they are heading to Planet Parusi. If I go now, I can…"

"Silence Dodoria," Frieza interrupted, "You've already had your chance and you failed. Send ten elite soldiers after them. Tell them to choose however they like to take care of these pests."

One more week had passed and ten pods passed by Masuto's and Norjin's. The markings on the ten pods revealed that they belonged to Frieza's army. The pods sped far ahead of Masuto's and Norjin's as they continued their journey.

After six more days, Masuto and Norjin were just a day away from their destination and they were currently passing by a different planet. Masuto was observing the planet when he spotted five shadowy figures. Suddenly, a blast hit his pod and caused an explosion.

The ship was extremely damaged and it began to be pulled into the planet. Norjin noticed, but knew that he could not help. For if he did, his ship would be blasted as well. So, Norjin continued the journey to Planet Parusi. However, he was not alone, for five pods, all of which were part of the group of ten from earlier, tailed close behind.

At the same time, Masuto's damaged ship was descending quickly towards the ground. However, due to Masuto's injuries from his previous battle, there was chance that he would not survive the impact. He knew this, so he put a great deal of his energy into a blast which he used to create a way out of his already damaged ship.

Masuto was just in time, for his ship crashed just after he flew out. Still, he was injured and flight proved difficult. Luckily for Masuto, he spotted a village nearby. As he flew towards village, he observed the planet he found himself on.

It was an area full of trees and creeks, all topped off with a yellow sky. Masuto looked ahead to see that he had reached the village that he noticed earlier. It was a small village with round buildings that appeared to be advanced in technology.

Masuto landed in the village. The villagers could have been hostile. They could've attacked Masuto. Luckily, they did not. They were curious however about the strange alien landing in their village.

They didn't get the chance to ask, for just a Masuto landed, he collapsed and blacked out from the lack of energy. It was three hours before Masuto awoke. Much to his surprise, some of his wounds were healed and the rest were healing. When he looked up, he saw a few of the Planet's Natives.

The Natives had a fatty, dark purple skin. They had white eyes with solid yellow pupils. They also had five fingers, but no fingernails. Their feet did not have toes and vaguely resembled boots. They were a very short species, for they were not very much taller than Masuto. They all had red hair of varying lengths.

One of the adults, which appeared aged, began to speak. "What brings you to our planet? Why are you here?"

"I didn't intend to come here," Masuto began, "I was coming past the planet when my ship was hit by an energy blast. I don't even know the name of this planet."

"This is Planet Grek," The Aged Native replied, "My name is Ameshi and I am the leader of the village you are now in. Tell me your name."

"My name is Masuto," Masuto responded, "How long have I been out for?"

"It's been three hours," Ameshi answered, "you're lucky we were able to help you, you're lucky we helped you at all. After you're wounds are healed, you must leave this Planet. Outsiders once ravaged this planet. Most other villages would not have helped you. If any one of those other villages found out we helped an alien, we'd run the risk of destruction. That is why you cannot stay"

"I can't leave yet. There are soldiers after me that I have to beat first," Masuto suggested.

"I've already told you, you can't stay," Ameshi replied quickly, "You will leave tomorrow."

"Even if I wanted to, I can't go," Masuto began, "my ship was destroyed."

"We will give you one of ours. Whatever it takes, you have to leave," Ameshi stated firmly.

Masuto could tell that Ameshi was getting annoyed, and even he knew when to stop. The rest of the passed slowly as Masuto just laid there while his wounds healed. Eventually, the day came to a close and Masuto fell asleep.