Chapter 2
The collision shook the entire city, and certainly startled everyone in Capsule Corp's control room.
'I think she's here.' Bulma breathed, slightly in shock.
'Yeah amazing landing.' Vegeta spat, before flying out of the window to the large back yard.
'Oi what have I told you about doing that!' Bulma yelled, running out of the door to catch up with her rather irritating husband. Goku launched out of the window after his rival, clearly excited. The ki of this girl was amazingly strong, and this was assuming she was keeping it on the down low. Gohan laughed at his dad's antics, and hopped off the sofa. Before leaving the room, he turned round and noticed his green friend Piccolo was still sat in the corner of the room. Not sure if he was meditating or napping, he kicked his friend lightly on the shoulder.
'Are you coming?' Gohan asked, smiling at how Piccolo opened one eye ever so slightly to get a glimpse of him.
'No.' He replied in his usual assertive yet gruff voice.
'Are you not the least bit curious?'
'With the amount of times this has happened, no. Just let me know if it's killing people.'
And with that he returned to meditating, or sleeping. Gohan shrugged and chuckled. Fair enough. He followed the rest of the Z warriors, who had now all left the room, to meet the alien visitor.
He ran down several stairs and through some doors and stopped next to Yamcha, who, like him, had his eyes fixated on the small ship which resided in its crater formed upon impact.
'Well we just gonna stand here, or...'
'Nope.' Vegeta jumped onto the ship and without hesitation, lifted the roof off, and came face to face with a pissed, green woman.
'Um. Hello.' She panned, frowning at the shocked looking guy who had thrown the glass roof off her ship before she even had time to do it herself. His hair reminded her of a black flame, and she could pick up a high energy from him. Not gonna lie, she thought he was pretty hot. He remained silent for a minute and continued gawking at her.
'Well I'm Snare.' She declared to him, and the people surrounding her who seemed to have the same expression, 'I mean no harm.'
'Hi!'
Snare turned round and caught eyes on Bulma, the girl on the screen.
'Welcome to Earth, and Capsule Corp. Sorry about Vegeta there he gets like this sometimes. What brings you to this planet?' She said with full confidence. Mind you, once you know how to deal with a God of Destruction, any other visitor's a piece of cake.
Snare was hot, even Bulma could appreciate that. Straight away she was growing jealous of her huge mane of black hair, and flawless shaped jawline. If she weren't so green, she'd definitely pass as a playgirl from one of Master Roshi's magazines.
'You are one of Frieza's old henchmen. I can tell from the ship - and that you resemble Zarbon.' Vegeta challenged her, dropping down into the ship's passenger area to get a closer look at her, breeching much of Snare's personal space.
'Who? I think I nicked the ship off him, but that's about it. I don't ally with guys like him.' Snare dismissed his testing presence, much to his distaste, and hopped out of the ship casually. At this Vegeta followed her.
'Are you wearing... Female Saiyan armour?' He asked, growing impatient. Snare turned to him and gave him an exaggerated shrug.
'I found it with the ship. Believe me I'm behind in what's going on... I live in the far suburbs of the universe. I barely know what a Saiyan is.'
'I'M A SAIYAN.' Vegeta declared. He was growing tired of this girl's teen like attitude already, and had known her for less than a minute. Before she had chance to introduce herself to any of the other curious faces around the ship, she turned and towered over him, being a good several feet taller than him.
'Look, I don't know you, Vegeta, but I'm not sure if I like you. I do not wish to fight seriously, but if needs must, I will. It won't be pretty.'
He said nothing, but merely folded his arms and grunted.
'I'm not fighting a siren like you. It'd be a waste of looks.'
'Are you implying you'd actually be able to lay a hand on me, Mr Saiyan?' Snare laughed as she looked down on him. She certainly had a menacing glare, but Vegeta wasn't intimidated much.
'Hahaha, Vegeta, chillax. She doesn't wanna fight,' The big cheery dude Snare had spotted on the screen presented himself in front of her, guiding Vegeta out of the way.
'I'm Goku. You're Snare right? You're looking a lil green, are you okay?' He mused, offering a hand.
'I'm fine, it's my natural colour, anyways. Nice to meet you, Goku.' She happily took his hand. The people here were very small; she towered over the tallest male in front of her by at least a foot, but it was hard to tell whether she was more powerful than the guy standing in front of her. It was likely they were in base form, so she wasn't too quick to judge.
'Hi, I'm Yamcha.' A young, decent looking guy moved in front of Goku, and offered the girl a smile.
'I play baseball.' He schmoozed, nudging her arm with his elbow. Oh man, there was one on every planet.
'That's, really great. Please, tell me more!' Snare put as much sarcasm as she could into her speech, which was picked up by Yamcha.
'Oh, right.' He mumbled awkwardly as he edged away. Guess she wasn't gonna fall for his antics. Her sass was picked up by the likes of the moody prince, who's lips took the form of a faint smile. She wasn't that bad after all.
After all the introductions were made, Snare was informed by Bulma of Earth, the human race, and a very brief summary of how the Saiyan warriors had come to live on Earth. Nothing to in depth - that would've taken days.
'So, you guys beat Frieza? Apparently that news hasn't spread to my side of the universe. I was told he was actually invading my planet. Rumours huh?' Snare sipped her glass of water as she perched, cross legged, on the arm chair. Bulma had since invited her into her not so humble abode and offered her snacks - though she wasn't big on food. The living room in the Briefs home was huge and pretty modern, with an open kitchen attached and a view which overlooked the entire city.
'Yep, it was hard at the time. Scary too, but we've had scarier guys come since then. If we had to take him again I think we'd be fine.' Goku chirped, absentmindedly rubbing the back of his neck before.
'So Snare, tell us about yourself. You're the mystery gal.' Bulma chimed in, leaning over a slightly curious Vegeta on the adjacent big couch.
'Hm, you're right. Well, I'm originally from a planet named Quark. It's so out of the way it's overlooked by even the Kaioshin - well, our galactic cluster is. So, that's probably why you've never seen someone like me before. It made an ideal refuge for our species, after our ancestors had to take off from their home world thousands of years ago.'
'You know those guys too?' Goku asked a bit too loudly with surprise.
'I met them only briefly when they noticed my higher than average powers, and wanted to check me out. I'm pretty much on their side so they left me to my ventures - I'm not one for getting involved in anything I made that well established, though, I gotta admit that little purple one's pretty cute. Like, there's no way he's a god.'
Snare stopped when she realised she was going off on a tangent. She laughed it off and felt heat rise to her cheeks.
'Er, yeah, so, anyways, you probably haven't seen or heard of my type before. I'm a Namekian, which is why I'm green.'
Well, that didn't go down quite as she expected.
'What?' She piped up after everyone merely gawked at her in utter silence.
'You're a what.' A low voice from behind her startled the green girl. Looking behind her, she swallowed uneasily and slowly rose to face the guy at the doorway. To her surprise, Snare realised she was actually staring her own kind. A guy who stood a couple inches taller than her, in a strange getup composted of turban, cape and purple gi.
Snare recognised this person to be the one she had noticed on the screen - though the resolution was poor.
'I'm... I'm a Namek and... So are you..?' Snare faltered, her mouth going dry. She received no reply, but rather a deep scowl.
'You're not. There's no such thing as a female Namek.' He panned, with much certainty.
'I'm Snare!' She changed her mood to ease the tension. The other Namekian remained stood at the room entrance, arms folded and eyes narrowed, trying to analyse her. She had the colour, and even the ears - though they were covered with long, flowing hair.
Hair. Slugs don't grow hair.
'Piccolo.' He muttered, just loud enough for the female to hear.
'Well... You look like the guys on my planet, that's for sure. At least, you did - they kinda all died in a volcanic eruption from what I can gather. But you're... slightly different. You seem... Primitive.'
'What? Are you saying I look old?' Piccolo snapped,
'Nah...' Snare trailed off, and slowly edged towards him with curiosity. His eyes scoured her physique, though still remained narrow with suspicion. She bore resemblance to a good looking human female, with Namekian features. It was very weird.
'Well I never saw you on my home planet several years back. There was a handful of survivors from the Frieza attack, and I know all of them - unless you happened to escape.'
Snare stopped and looked up, directly into his dark eyes.
'There's no planet Namek. It was destroyed a thousand or so years ago. We sought refuge on Quark after travelling for some time. Since then we became more man like, I guess. I know what our ancestors looked like - no hair, pretty reptilian, only really reproduced asexually... As much as throwing up an egg sounds fun - it's pretty crude.'
The others observed the encounter between the two different 'Namekians'. One who claimed to be from a different planet altogether.
'Namek was destroyed about 10 years ago by Frieza. We faced challenges several hundred years ago, and were all reborn from Guru. Heck I'm not an expert on it - I didn't know what I was until around then anyway.' Piccolo had ceased with the tough guy persona when he realised he was being a bit unfair to the girl. There was no reason for him to be suspicious, she was nice enough.
'Well looks like my life's a lie - not that I care as much about the past as I do the present... Who's up for sparring I'm bored and wanna see the ability of Earth.' She once again resumed her cheerful self and looked back at her new friends, who looked just as dumbstruck as before.
'Me!' Goku jumped up before anyone else.
Piccolo continued eyeing Snare. How was she so dismissive when just finding out such major news? He could barely think straight. There was still a chance she was lying - she could've been anyone. But what a personality... She seemed to have the nonchalance of Goku, yet she was quick witted and dominant. Something told Piccolo that she'd be out of even the Saiyan's league.
Been watching DB abridged and it's surprisingly hard writing their original character without merging them into their abridged characters. Funny as shit...
