Disclaimer: I do not own Dragonball/Z/GT/Super or its games or movies. I did however create the OC Calaphor.

The cryo-pod crashed into the glacier on the northern side of a random planet. Life signs had been detected besides plant life, the sender of said pod could only hope that it was sentient life. The pod began an automatic thawing process that would take a week, so that the occupant of the pod would have a chance to recuperate from being inside the cryo-pod, and so his vitals would raise to acceptable levels. When the pod finally thawed out, and its occupant, a half saiyan/tuffle hybrid, fell out of the pod, it activated a sort of cloaking mode, so it would not be seen. This was all important steps well taken so that the subject hybrid would be released into an environment without any sign of what brought him here.

He was on his hands and knees, unable to stand yet. His vision was blurring, and his head hurt. Badly. He began to feel and hear what was around him. Cold winds whipping around, blowing the snow under him back into the sky to fall once again. Calaphor.. that was his name. Wasn't it? Yeah.. Yes it was. He sat up, now on his knees as his vision cleared. He had so many memories.. but he was certain he didn't know any of this.. or, for a matter of fact, who he was. He only remembers that his name is Calaphor and that he is a saiyan.. right? He brought his hand up, feeling the hair on his head. It was enough that he could see a bit that hung over his shoulders. Black hair. Hmm.. as far as he could remember a lot of things and people could have black hair. His tail wound around his waist as he contemplated this. Wait! A tail!? Yes.. a brown tail. It did exactly as Calaphor wanted it to. It was his.. so it was true. He must be a saiyan. But why doesn't he remember how he got here? Or where he is for that matter. He finally got himself to his feet. Suddenly he felt his power.. more than anything he could tell that he had ever had. Right? He was Calaphor.. He remembered flashes of memories.. but nothing directly related to Calaphor himself. Maybe he was Calaphor's son? Hm.. but he would remember things about his childhood. Right now he couldn't even remember if Calaphor is his name or what.. No. He had a feeling that it was his name. He was just having trouble processing everything he is remembering, everything he was given.. So much confusion..

" It.. would do no good to sit out here in the cold all day.. I should find something. Maybe people.. that could tell me where I am. "

He climbed to his feet and noticed he was wearing brown pelts, they only came down to his knees, but they did the job of keeping him warm. They weren't very good for a lot of moving though. He would have to be careful if he got into a fight.

After walking for a good bit and testing out his strength and power, the saiyan finally arrived at a forest. He had seen nothing except tundra and grasslands for many miles. Finally, something promising. Calaphor fearlessly strode into the forest, at this point he couldn't sense energy, nor did he have a scouter. But on the other side of this large expanse of a forest, was a base of a group of ruthless soldiers from the Planet Trade Organization. The tuffle scientist didn't anticipate Calaphor having to fight almost as soon as he was freed.. in fact, the old man was sleeping in his bed comfortably, believing Calaphor safe. Calaphor ran through the forest easily, any predators avoiding him. Soon he arrived at a large dome-like base.. purple windows and white spikes on the white building. A few guards stood outside wearing strange armor, a few wearing helmets or things on their faces. Others had devices on their hands and forearms. Calaphor crouched, waiting for a good opportunity to attack. Suddenly, the guards ended their shift and new ones came out, bored and annoyed they had guard duty. Calaphor dashed forward and fired a few blasts, catching the last shift in the backs as they went into the base. The next shift saw Calaphor and tried to alert someone or counter his assault, but he quickly brought them down with blasts and a few well placed kicks and punches. Smirking he ran into the base, entering whatever rooms he found and then blasting after he left the room. This caused quite the commotion. Calaphor discovered an armory, where suits of armor were, scouters and spandex training suits. Calaphor took a black one and of course a pair of boots and gloves, both white and made of the same material as the spandex. However, these were made of a stronger more durable material than just regular spandex. Next, Calaphor put on a set of armor. It looked different than the others, only a single shoulder guard and a strap on the opposite side. The main colors were Yellow and white. Finally, completing his ensemble, a scouter with a green lens. Smirking, he exited the room and fired a blast into the room. Probably didn't destroy all of it, but at least he was doing what felt right now. Destroying this place. Occasionally guards found and attacked him, but it was confusing more now since he was armored similar to them and their camera system was taken down early on in his assault. After a bit of his rampage through the base he rounded a hall and on the other end of the corridor was yet another alien. However, this one was different. He carried himself differently. He had purple skin and a veiny head. He was taller and more muscular than the other pathetic guards he had encountered so far. Black spikes, two of them, protruded from his head. His armor looked different as well, and had a symbol on it.

" HA! Captain GINYUUUUUUUU! Leader of the illustrious GINYU FORCE! " The alien then struck an odd pose, turning away from Calaphor and bending over, looking through its legs and.. Calaphor didn't feel like looking any more. He fired a blast thinking that would be the end of this freak.. but suddenly his blast was hit through a wall and Calaphor had a fist buried in his gut.

" Next time you should allow your opponent a chance to protect himself. For your insolence you shall be punished. Lord Frieza shall want to see you..Saiyan scum." With that Calaphor was struck in the face, leaving a cut across his right eye. Finally, a knee to the face brought the hybrid saiyan tuffle into unconsciousness easily.

Calaphor awoke on his knees, his arms being held back by a couple of guards. He knew he would be able to handle them. These were like the weak guards at the base. He could tell just by looking at them. Blasters on their arms. Helmets. Fear in their posture. Their faces. They were terrified. Maybe of Calaphor, but mostly of the lord of the universe sitting in a hover chair just across the room.

" I give you chimps a wonderful life. The ability to take over planets for me. I let you live your lives under my command. Then, when I grew tired of you I destroyed you completely. Well, besides my favorite pets. Vegeta and his babysitter Nappa. Also weakling Raditz. The prince of all saiyans! and company. " The small alien chuckled, sipping from a glass of wine. One of his favorite pass times was mocking the prince while he was away. Though recently his dear Vegeta seemed a little.. rebellious. He would have to put his foot down on such behavior.

" And YET. I find yet another saiyan, who randomly attacks one of my bases. Steals equipment and kills my soldiers. Not that they would live too long either. I have trouble putting up with them once they fail me. Sometimes killing them is just so enjoyable. " The tyrant raises a hand and fires a beam, stronger than 5 Calaphors right now, and kills one of the guards holding one of Calaphor's arms. Cal is shocked and speechless.

" That was a demonstration. If you want to live past this day you will do exactly as I tell you to do. I will give you orders and you will carry them out. Eventually I may allow you to join the other saiyans. I am sure Vegeta will be delighted to have another saiyan along for the ride. Zarbon, Dodoria! I want him taken to the "briefing" room. Do it immediately. Afterwards we shall send our new pet on his mission and then we shall depart for planet Namek. I believe that Vegeta will soon be finished up with that business on earth he learned about. Oh! I had almost forgotten. Raditz was killed by his brother and someone else. So once Vegeta is finished with him there will only be three saiyans including yourself. Vegeta is a fool. He has no idea we listen in on his scouter conversations. It is oh so entertaining, isn't it Zarbon? "

A green skinned and green haired pretty boy alien nodded " Yes my lord. The troops on the ship enjoy it especially when you play it on the speakers. "

Several of the soldiers in the room nod and laugh quietly. Calaphor has been processing everything he has been told. He was going to be forced to do as he was told by this.. person. With all that has happened to him over the last.. how long has it even been? He was knocked out for who knows how long.. and was already a servant to some asshole who would give him orders. This would not be fun for the hybrid. If he could somehow escape maybe he could.. no.. its of no use right now. He was stuck.

" Very well. You all have your orders. I suppose this could be the beginning of your career with me, saiyan. I am Lord Frieza, Emperor of the Universe. Can you speak, or are you a simple minded chimp? " Frieza's voice sounded like ice, chilling Calaphor to his core. Uh, pun not intended.

" I.. my name is Calaphor.. " He spoke quietly and tried to think. He knew he was saiyan. From what he knew they were very strong, but this Frieza guy was beyond anything he could possibly imagine.

" Oh! So it does speak! Wonderful. Hopefully you will be as cooperative as dear Vegeta has been. This chat has been so refreshing. Get to your feet. Zarbon, Dodoria, go now. " The green alien Zarbon and the pink one, who Calaphor guessed was Dodoria took Calaphor's arms and brought him to his feet. His eye still stung from the cut across it from that Ginyu fellow.

Calaphor was dragged to a room and got thrown into it. A single chair was in the room. Calaphor stood and dusted himself off and sat in the chair. Zarbon and Dodoria walked into the room and were smirking.

" Listen saiyan, we are gonna beat you. As we do that, we will tell you where you are going and what you are to do. Then we will throw you in a healing tank to process what we tell you. Finally, we will send you on your mission. Once it is done you will return and await Lord Frieza's return. Do you understand? " Zarbon spoke.

" Yes. I understand. I will do as you tell me to. " Calaphor crossed his arms and scowled. He already disliked these two.

" Good. Now comes the beating. You want to have the first go Dodoria? Or shall I?" Zarbon also had his arms crossed, knowing Dodoria wanted to get in a few hits first.

" I will take the first round of "conditioning". Ready saiyan filth? " Dodoria had been cracking his knuckles, anticipating this. He approached Calaphor and as Cal tried to stand to defend himself he was grabbed from behind and forced back into the seat by Zarbon.

" You are far weaker than us, but it is best you sit still. Don't want you resisting much. Don't worry. you will survive. " Zarbon chuckled to himself as Dodoria began pummeling Calaphor with punches, enough that Calaphor would feel pain but not enough to severely harm him. His gut and face were pelted with hits. After about 15 minutes of pure torture, he finally succumbed to unconsciousness yet again.

After another few minutes of beating Calaphor, Zarbon stopped Dodoria and got a hit in himself. Then the two took Calaphor to the healing tanks to heal the pathetic pile of bloody mess. Healing went faster than expected, but with Calaphor still out cold an accurate reading could not be attained on his power level. Finally, after a few hours healing Calaphor was released from the tank and got out. They gave him a new set of the armor he had stolen on the base he had been found at. After putting it on he stretches some. His power has gone up even more since he had woken up in those glaciers.. a decent amount more.

" Doctor, get a reading on his power level with his scouter before you return it to him. " Zarbon's voice was easily heard as he entered the room. The doctor picked up Calaphor's green scouter and put it on, then got a reading on the saiyan's power level.

" Well? What is his power level! "

" It's.. 17,000! That's nearly as much as Prince Vegeta! From the reports on Frieza Planet 73, his power level when he was found was 7,000. How could it have gone up so much!? "

"Zenkai.. a saiyan ability. When we heal from near death our power shoots up dramatically. After the wounds I received from that Ginyu guy and the beating Dodoria gave me I had plenty reason for the ability to kick in. I remember the "briefing" by the way.. The coordinates are already put into the ship you are putting me in? " Calaphor did not know how he knew about the zenkai.. it was just there.. He was given his scouter from the doctor and Dodoria then walked in.

" Very well.. We will have to be careful about that. Just do not allow yourself to be beaten up on your mission just to get stronger or else we will kill you. Understood?" Zarbon was angry that he could have forgotten about something so important. This Zenkai thing WAS one of the reasons Frieza wiped the saiyan out.

" Wait, Zarbon! We have to make the report on his power level, not to mention we must also escort him to the assigned pod. I will escort him. " Dodoria was hoping to give Calaphor another beating while heading to the hangar. Zarbon shook his head disapprovingly at the unneeded roughness when the scum had a job to do.

" Do not rough him up again. The last thing we need is for him to be even stronger. Get him to the ship unharmed. I shall file the report. Is that understood? "

" What makes you think you can just order me around? I-" Zarbon rose his hands in a peaceful gesture.

" I was not trying to give you orders. I just want to make sure you remember Lord Frieza's orders and stay on task. This trip to Namek has everyone jittery and we can not risk angering Lord Frieza. Not when he is so close to his goal."

" You are right.. Whatever. I will take this pathetic scum to the hangar. " With that, Dodoria grabbed Calaphor roughly by the arm and yanked him with him, out of the infirmary and to the hangar. Zarbon sighed and headed to file the necessary reports.

" Keep up chimp! I don't have all day! Things are busy around here on Frieza Planet 79. So listen up. The coordinates are pre-programmed. You will go to the planet and wipe out the native population. I heard that they are cannibals. Eat each other and whatever else lands on their planet. Very low intelligence. You ought to get along just fine with them then. When the mission is done get back here as quickly as you can. Understood? "

Calaphor was barely paying attention, but nodded along. He wouldn't be able to use the ship he is about to be put in to escape. It is pre programmed. Besides, where else would he go?

"Hey! I am talking to you! "

Dodoria shoves Calaphor, knocking him down. The hybrid falls and scowls. If only he were strong enough to hurt this freak. Maybe one day.. but not today. Dodoria pulls Calaphor to his feet and they arrive in a huge hangar, full of many ships. Pods, large circular ships, and many other odd ones. Calaphor was taken to a random pod, and shoved in.

" Enjoy the trip filth. Next time you see Lord Frieza he will likely be even stronger than he is now. Immortal even! So you will be serving us a long time. Got it?"

" Sure. Fine. I understand. "

'Unlikely. I WILL escape.. somehow. '

The hatch closed and Dodoria stood below as the pod lifted upwards and floated out the hangar, then shot off into space at a fast pace. Those things took off quick.. But not as fast as one of Lord Frieza's flag ships. It might be a week or two before he sees the saiyan again. When he did, he would be sure to give the new pet of his lord a good beating to remind him who outranks him.