The explosions in the distance rang throughout out the village, accompanied by screams of families being executed and the battle cries of the warriors that were protecting its people. Fires burned illuminating the night in a bright orange, flames reaching the sky. With each passing moment, two families carrying a baby each, ran for the space pods desinged to leave this planet behind for good. The sound of boots marching, people screaming, and explosions getting closer, caused the two families to run faster to the pods.

"Hurry up and find these disgusting creatures, I want to be done and off this retched planet in less than an hour." The strike team leader barked at his men. This was his first ground assault team he's led and he wanted to show his superiors that he could do what needed to be done. He was a young man, wihtin his early twenties, short black hair with piercing emerald eyes. He searched around through the houses that weren't already picked over by his men. As he went to kick open the door, he saw shadows move by quickly and imediately called a squad to help him chase down what he saw. As they gave chase, they shot ki blast at them to either slow them down for capture or to kill them.

"Hurry! They're catching up and we need to get to those pods if we plan on getting these girls out of here!" One of the fathers yelled back, trying to get the group moving faster. He stopped and shot a blast towards a building to atleast slow down the attackers to give them enough time to escape. Luckily his plan worked and the building collapsed completely, blocking the alley way they were in. "Heh, that'll have to do for now." He turned back around and caught up with the group. The building was within sight now, their children's futures were within reach and only a few more meters to go. Once they got inside the launch sight, the two mothers put their child in a pod and said their final goodbye's.

"Goodbye Torin, your father and I love you so much. Please live on a happy life and make us proud." Torin's mother brushed Torin's hair out of her face and tucked her tail around her waist.

"Sarine... we're so sorry that you wont be able to have us in your life. Keep an eye on Torin, my love. We love you so much, Goodbye." She placed a kiss atop Sarines head and turned away. She walked over to Torin's mother crying into her shoulder.

Sarine's father put a note in Sarine's pod labled "Sarine Lyons" and one in Torin's pod labeld "Torin Hollidey". Each note contained their family lineage, race's history, and a 'Thank You' to who ever finds these two. Torin's father closed the hatches on the pods and hit the lanch button. Both pods took off just as the attackers blew down the door.

"Alright, hands up monkey's! Where are the two children? Answer me, damn it!" Both families kept quiet, not a word was said until Torin's father started to laugh. This got under the commander's skin. What the hell did he have to laugh about? He raised his hand to Sarine's mother and shot a blast that pierced her heart and killed her instantly. Both of the fathers attacked, taking out four of the six man sqaud that had accompanied the commander, but in the end they were shot and left to bleed out. The last of the squad left the building and went back to dropships to head back to base. The commander stayed behind a moment to try and interogate the the fathers before they died. "Where did you send those two kids? Where are they heading?"

"heheh... you'll never know... They're safe and away from you, that's all that matters..." With that the father died and so did the knowledge of where the two Saiyan children were sent off to. The commander sighed, walked to each family member and closed they're eyes, he said a quick prayer, and walked out of the building. He walked back to his personal ship, taking in the events of the night. He watched the dropships fly back to the dreadnoughts that stayed above the atmosphere. Finally reaching his ship, he cliimbed in and flew back to the flagship to give his report to his superiors. Oh how he dreaded giving his reprot to them. Brother and sister, both extremely powerful and have temper issues; sister more than the brother.

The commander was just stepping off of the ramp when he was given the death count of his invasion force; nearly half were K.I.A, others were wounded. He thanked the soldier and headed off to give his own report. Once he got to the door he hesitated, lifting his hand to press the button to the intercom, the door slid open and revealed the sister; Maran getting ready to leave for something. She stopped and looked up to see who was in her way. She took a sudden intake of air once she recognized the figure.

"Renz! Thank the god's you're alright." She was estatic to see that her most trusted commander was still alive after hearing the amount of soldier lost during the invasion. Almost like flipping a switch her whole attidude changed. "Did you find those disgusting monkeys and end them?" Renz faltered at the sudden change in demeanor.

"Y-Yes Maran... well mostly.." He immediatly regretted his words as he was grabbed by the collar of his battle gear and throw into a wall, leaving an indent. "The Saiyan parents were killed but before I could get my team to them, both families sent off two pods that held an infant in each pod."

"What the fuck, Renz?! Did you let any of the adult Saiyans go just the two children?" Maran took a deep breathe and continued. "Look, you're lucky those two Saiyans are just infants, otherwise I'd make you hunt them down. It's not like they can survive very long by themselves anyhow." Just as Maran was going to continue, her brother Falkner came into the room.

"Good job today Renz, I'm very impressed. Even though you missed a couple of unknowns you did well. Looks like you'll be a lot more ground mission, huh?" Falkner smiled his orange eyes seemed to glow as he waited for an answer.

"O-of course, I can't wait sir!" Renz straightned up and saluted. Falkner smiled and patted Renz on the shoulder as he walked out of the room. Maran sauntered her way over to Renz and stopped next to him.

"Better get back to it Commander." The way she said it made his cheeks flush. Before he could retort she had gone, leaving him standing in the room by himself.

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The two pods shot past the stars. Zooming past planets and suns. Eventually both pods had reached they're destination. Breaking the atmosphere, they landed, crashing into the ground leaving giant craters from the impact. They landed in a cornfield near a road, that had little traffic most days, but today was a different story. A man and his wife were just leaving from visiting his grandparent's farmhouse as they saw these two round ships crashing. The man slammed on his brakes and got out of the car once it stopped; the wife following closely behind. Once they got to the craters, his wife grasped at seeing the pods with a weird symbol on the side of the hatch.

"I wonder what could be in there?" His wife looked at him like he was crazy but her own curiosity was getting to her as well.

"Well. Get in there and see what's inside them." She said as she pushed him in. He slid down the crater and ran into the first pod. He ran his fingers over the strange symbol that his wife had pointed out. Gently he pushed on the symbol and the hatch opened revealing what was hidden inside. He looked inside and looked back out to his wife.

"Kat, get down here and open the other pod! I'm going to need some help." Without question she slid down the crater side and ran to the other pod, once she opened it, she had a mini heart attack. Inside was a baby girl with hair that reached her shoulder blades, wrapped up in a navy blue blanket with a note next to her. Her husband had found something similar. A baby girl as well with hair that went all the way down to her bottom, wrapped up in a maroon blanket with a note next to her as well. As he held the baby girl in his arms he looked to his wife who had a pleading look to her eyes.

"Nick, these girls can't be left by themselves. They need a warm place to stay and wram food to keep their bellies full. They need a loving home. This is exactly what we've wanted for so long. Please, we found them for a reason Nick." Kat looked to her husband and found a warm smile on his face.

"I thought I was going to have to ask you. Of course we'll keep them and raise them as our own. I was hoping we'd have a daughter, now we've got two."

Things were however strange to them: to begin with, the couple had thought it was strange that the girls had tails and that their hair never grew, along with difficult to maintain. They had read the letters that came in the pods and found out, to no surprise, that they were not humans but something called Saiyans. Their parents had been killed during an attack and the girls were the sole survivors. After reading the letters, Kat had decided on keeping the names they were given seeing as how it made them unique.

At first as the girls grew up, they became more and more destructive. Kat and Nick had to repair their home multiple times but it never took a toll on them. With time they turned their destructive nature towards martial arts; training under Hercule. They found no competition against him or any of his pupils. Eventually they began to train on their own.

So as the years went by they reached the last year of highschool and graduate, leavnig all the problems they had with school. Things had buzzed around the school about a world tournament that many people will come to test their skills and combat against others. Torin and Sarine decided to take up in the competition and show the fighters there what they got. They trained everyday until the day of the tournament and when the day came, everyone had heard about the 'Girls with Tails', specifically a group of the universes strongest fighters.