Chapter 2: Freaky Alien Genotype
Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Ball, DBZ, GT, Super or anything else under the title. All rights are reserved to FUNimation, Toei Animation, Fuji TV and Akira Toriyama.
Clarin's P.O.V
Mom has been gone for a few hours. I promised not to leave the house, but I'm getting extremely bored staying in one place. I stare up at the ceiling, finding the small patterns to be quite interesting.
'Maybe, I can turn this into a game; or a test of endurance!' I look around the house to see what I could do.
Nothing.
'I could meditate? Mom and Uncle Nail do it all the time. Maybe I could try it?'
Thirty minutes later~
"Ugh, I'm so bored." I growl to myself, "WHY DOES NOTHING EXCITING EVER HAPPEN ON THIS BLAND ROCK!" I scream out in frustration.
BOOM!
"Eek!" I scream in fear, "I take it back! I take it back!"
Smoke filled the room and it sent me into a fit of coughs. My eyes began to water slightly as my lungs screamed for fresh air. I ran out of the house and into the open, talking in full gulps of breath. Bringing my hands up to my neck in an involuntary reaction to the smoke.
"Dear Lord *cough* Guru. What *cough* just happened?"
"Your home was just destroyed, silly girl."
My eyes snapped open and I turned towards the invaders. Two women hovered inches above the ground. One had pink skin, purple full lips, and small spikes sticking out of her head and arms. She scared me, and I had to take a cautious step back.
The other lady had soft green skin and long green hair. She was very beautiful, with her silver earrings and head-wear. She was still quite intimidating, so I tried to keep my distance.
"Who are you?" I quietly called.
"We're Lord Frieza's top men!" Called the large pink muscle.
'So they are males! That makes sense; though the one with green hair looks so pretty.'
"Who's Lord Frieza?" I asked timidly.
"You little brat!" The pink one yelled, dropping down in front of me. I screamed in fear and tried to fly away. Though the back of my robe was caught in a strong grasp. "Children of this universe have no respect!" He slammed me onto the ground and I let out a strangled cry as his boot drove into my spine.
"They lack manners as well." The green one called, walking over to us. "Trying to run away from those who are superior; without as much as a second glance."
"Real rude of this one, huh Zarbon."
"I might have to agree with you, Dodoria." Zarbon looked down at me, "Very rude, indeed."
"W-what are y-ou *cough* going t-to do to m-me?"
"We could kill you off like the other children on this planet," after those words slipped past Zarbon's lips, Dodoria started to apply more pressure to my back. Tears pricked at the corner of my eyes and an electrifying jolt of pain flew up my spine. "but you aren't like the other Namekian children."
"Wha-" Before I could finish, a sharp pain attacked the side of my temple and the world fell out of focus as I was surrounded by darkness.
A.N: And that's where I'm leaving this chapter for now. I'm still trying to find my range with this story. The beginning chapters may seem small now, but they'll get longer as time goes on. I promise.
(In all seriousness, I didn't know if I should have written it longer. I have "part 2" halfway finished already. So let me know if I should write longer chapters.)
