When hope is crushed

Author's note: This is just a story I found while looking around my documents on my computer. I decided to put it up to see if it got any interest. It's more dbz fanfiction. Don't know if I'll ever finish it, I still need to finish my other fanfics. However, I havn't been in the mood to right them. Plus I can't seem to think. If this generates a good amount of interest I might think of finishing the story. This story takes place in an alternate timeline where Frieza visists the Earth and takes some of the Z fighters as slaves. I introduce a new character named Pasha, an earthling woman. I havn't decided her main purpose, or her fate yet. I've forgotten about what I wanted to do with her. It seems clear early in the story that her and Vegeta are supposed to end up together, but I'm not even sure if that will happen. I was hoping to make a twist within the story, so look out!

All dbz characters mentioned in this story are property of TOEI animation.

Chapter One: Dreaming

It was shortly after three a.m. on December 15 when Pasha awoke in a cold sweet. She tumbled out of her bed and made it to the bathroom. Once there she splashed cold water on her face. She stood there a moment, head bent, the beads of water fell from her face in a steady drip. Pasha had just had the most horrible dream. In the dream strange men had come from the sky, and had started blasting everything in site. Screams echoed through the blackness, and the laughs of madmen could be heard. The dream had seemed so real to Pasha. She felt fear and dread, as though the dream were to come true.

Taking a towel from the side of the tub she wiped her face dry. Most would think it silly that Pasha would be scared of a dream. However, no one knew about Pasha's secret. Sometimes, her dreams came to pass. It was a strange thing, something she couldn't explain. When her boyfriend had died in a car accident the year before she had dreamed of the accident a month before it happened. The dream had bothered her, yet she had thought nothing about it. When the accident did happen, she felt guilty for not trying to do something. After she threw the towel back on the side of the tub she crawled back into bed and stared up at the ceiling, trying to figure out why the dream bothered her so much. There were no such things as aliens, or were there?

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Vegeta shifted uncomfortably in his bed. He hadn't been able to sleep for some reason. He kept seeing a woman's face in his dreams, and she cried and begged for her life to be spared. Normally a dream wouldn't bother Vegeta, but this one was far too silly. Why would he care if a woman begged for her life? He'd just kill her like the rest of the aliens. However, he was not the one going to kill her. Another of Frieza's henchmen was about to pull the trigger on his gun. In the dream he saw her face clearly, he saw how beautiful she was with her short brown hair and big green eyes. She looked sort of like a Saiyan, the closest he had ever seen to a Saiyan woman.

Vegeta rolled over again, then sat up. Perhaps if he hadn't been out drinking with Nappa he wouldn't have been having such dreams. He shrugged. He felt sillier by the moment as he thought about the dream. Dreams weren't real, and there was no reason for him to be worrying about one. A loud noise came from Nappa's room, immediately distracting Vegeta. He grumbled something under his breath and stalked over to his Saiyan buddy's room. Nappa was standing in his underwear gaping at a large hole in the wall. Vegeta rolled his eyes. "What happened in here?" He asked. "You didn't attempt to vomit, and have your special attack come out instead did you?"

"Um, Vegeta, just please don't ask." Nappa said with an embarrassed look on his face. A face appeared in the hole Nappa had just made. An angry looking Saiyan face peered back at the two. "What the hell are you trying to do, kill me?" Raditz inquired. "Lord Frieza's going to be pissed when he finds this hole in the wall."

"I'll just tell him it was your fault." Nappa said.

"Oh, no you won't!" Raditz grumbled.

"I'll beat you up if you tell." Nappa said.

"Fine, I won't tell anyone." Raditz said with a sigh. "I'll just cover it up with a poster."

Vegeta let out a loud sigh. By now he had forgotten completely about his bizarre dream. "What are we going to do with you Nappa?" Vegeta questioned. "Sometimes I wonder if you even have a brain."

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A week later Pasha still hadn't gotten over her dream. She knew something was going to happen, though she didn't know whom she would tell. No one would believe her, and no doubt they'd think she was crazy. At the moment she was riding her bike through the city trying to make her way home. The traffic was always bad in the city, thus she never drove a car, and it took too long to get through. Besides that it cost money to have a nice car, and Pasha was spending most of her money on college. She was going to college to be a computer programmer and it was proving to be a difficult choice.

Her apartment was small, but wasn't a bad little place. She threw her bag on the floor and looked in the fridge for a snack. After getting out some carrots she plopped down on the couch and turned on the t.v. What she saw shocked her.

A man in a blue tie and black suit was standing with a microphone. Behind him were clouds of smoke. "As you can see I am in the city of San Francisco and something has just exploded. The cause of the blast is so far undetermined, but some believe terrorists might be involved." The man said. "There is no news yet on survivors, but we can be sure to inform all of you on the situation once more information is received." Suddenly a loud scream erupted. Some figures seemed to be coming from the smoke. Once they came into view Pasha realized they were the same men in strange uniforms that had been in her dream. One of the men that looked like he had red skin raised his hand. A white ball of energy erupted from his palm, and slammed into the announcer. The camera was dropped, and it appeared that the cameraman had fled. The alien came over and stomped right on the fallen camera. The picture went blank. Pasha jumped up off the couch and flipped through the t.v. Stations. Most were reporting that something had happened in San Francisco and there was no way to tell what was going on. All communication with the city had been cut.

Pasha knew that in her dream she had been begging for her life. The dream had ended there, she wasn't sure why. Had she really died? Was this the end of the world? Pasha did not want to believe that, and at once her survival mode kicked in. Whoever these aliens were, they were not going to destroy her home! However, she was not sure what to do. She could not run or hide. She hoped the military would be able to take care of the situation and destroy the invaders. For now she would have to just hope.

Two days later, when all hope seemed lost, a new report aired on the t.v. The newsman said that a mysterious man in an orange fighting suite had appeared and challenged the aliens. He had been able to defeat the invaders with the help of some friends. The man had declined an interview and had supposedly flown off on some weird cloud thing. The public was awed, scared, but grateful. It was now time to rebuild. Luckily Pasha's hometown of Omaha had been spared being attacked. However, other cities were not so lucky. Several were no longer on the map, and thousands upon thousands of people were now dead. The public was still very scared that another attack would happen. People wouldn't even come out of their houses. Scientists were mystified about who or what the invaders were. They could not even explain how the invaders had been able to shoot energy from their hands.

Pasha knew this wasn't over. Something in her gut told her that there would be another attack. She didn't know when it would happen, but she knew it would take place. Her dreams continued to haunt her, except for this time they continued from her last dream. Instead of dying along with everyone else, she dreamed that several Earthlings were gathered up and were put on a mysterious alien craft. The head alien then assigned them duties around the ship, and told them they would be serving him from now on. There was a man in Pasha's dream, a man that was very handsome, but seemed to be dead inside. She saw his face clearly in the dream, and beyond his eyes she saw that there was something more to him. Even though she was frightened about what would happen, she was also very curious about the man in her dreams. Who was he?

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Frieza frowned as he stared off into the window of the ship. "How could my reports have been wrong?" He grumbled. "Why wasn't I informed that there were strong fighters on this planet called Earth?" Zarbon was standing a few paces behind his master's hover car. He gave a slight bow. "If I may intrude Lord Frieza, perhaps we should send a new team there." Zarbon said. "In the last transmission it was indicated that the fighter that defeated out troops had a power level of over 2,000. We just need to send slightly stronger fighters."

"As usual, you are correct Zarbon." Frieza said. "However, please don't tell me what to do anymore, it annoys me."

"Forgive me Lord Frieza." Zarbon said in a low voice. Frieza ignored him and continued to think. Neither Zarbon nor Dodoria dared to say anything more. It was not wise to interrupt Frieza when he was thinking about something important.

"Put up our information on Earth again." Frieza commanded.

The screen was immediately turned on and the beautiful, blue planet of Earth filled the display. The men controlling the keyboard below clicked some buttons and information filled the screen. A figure of a human was displayed with specific information and supposed power readings. The display indicated that humans were not capable of achieving high power levels. "I have concluded that the man who defeated my fighters could not have been an Earthling, these creatures are far to weak." Frieza said. "I want this person found and brought to my ship. I also want any humans that have a higher power level then the others brought to my ship as well. I feel the need to try a little experiment."

"Are you sure that is a wise idea sir?" Dodoria dared to say. "Last time we tried doing hybrids they turned out to be a disaster."

"You're lucky I don't blast you right here and now Dodoria!" Frieza sneered. "You know better then to question me!" Dodoria shrank back; afraid his master would strike him.

"Men, make a course for Earth." Frieza ordered. The men at the controls immediately set the course of the ship. Dodoria and Zarbon said nothing of their master's strange behavior. It was very rare that Frieza made a special trip to a planet, and they were confused as to why he cared to do so. However, since neither of them wished to be blown into oblivion they stood there silently.

Soon the Earth would know fear again.