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Humanity

"What does the scouter say, Vegeta?" The large Saiyan asked his partner.

"It's twelve-thousand and thirty-six, Nappa!" Vegeta looked serious, never left his eyes from the girl.

"WHAT, TWELVE-THOUSAND?! How can this be?!" Nappa yelled.

Piccolo and the rest heard her power-level. The green man looked terrified. We couldn't even lay a hand on that big Saiyan. Before this girl showed up, I took the obvious hint that the smaller Saiyan is a lot stronger than the big one, he thought.

"…Oh great… this big guy is scared of her. That means she's stronger than him! This just isn't my day!" Krillin sweat-dropped.

"What's even worse, the Saiyan called Vegeta isn't even intimidated one bit!" Piccolo clenched his fists.

"…th-there's just…no way…that Ve-Vegeta…could be that strong!" Gohan was shaking. "Daddy…" he whined.

Krillin punched the ground, caused a small hole in it. "GOKUUUUU! WE NEED YOUUU! PLEASE HURRY!"

The girl flinched. Oh, how she always hated it when the characters were screaming Goku's name to save their behinds. She definitely was not in the mood for this.

"Who the Hell are you, girl?!" Vegeta yelled.

The girl blinked. He wouldn't kill me now, would he? I don't want to die! She thought. "I'm Malus," she replied.

"That name!" Vegeta began. It's a Saiyan name indeed, and familiar, he thought as he gave her a devious smirk. "I see, you're his daughter."

Malus raised an eyebrow. "His daughter?"

"Oh yes, the scientist who worked for the royal family, me, your prince," Vegeta replied. "We even met before."

"What?!" Malus' eyes grew bigger. "But how?"

"Obviously you wouldn't remember it," Vegeta started, never dropped his arrogant smirk as he still sat patiently on the boulder, completely ignoring the rest of the gang, including the bald Saiyan who just looked at her with mixed feelings. "You were born right before our planet's explosion."

"…No way…" Malus scowled, never left her eyes from the Saiyan prince, her superior.

"You were born with a power-level of a thousand," Vegeta continued. "Which explains your current strength, girl."

"One thousand… how can a baby have this power who was just born?!" Piccolo whispered to himself, only Krillin and Gohan could have heard his words.

"…This can't be…" Krillin looked shocked at Malus, who was listening to the Saiyan in blue, who seemed to be only taller than the girl by an inch or two.

Vegeta stopped talking halfway before he started once more, "I personally wanted to see who this girl was that had the power-level almost as high as mine when I was a newborn. And that was when we met, on the day of our planet's destruction."

The Z-warriors could not believe their ears. The meaner Saiyan in blue, or so they assumed, had even a power-level beyond that of a thousand at birth? Somehow Krillin, Piccolo, and Gohan were starting to think that Saiyans were indestructible.

"You should have been dead. I must admit, I'm impressed that you somehow survived," Vegeta said. "But I don't think anyone should get in my way," he threatened.

Oh no, just leave me alone! Malus thought, terribly frightened of Vegeta. She never knew that she would end up in this mad world. Why the Hell was he my favorite DBZ character? This guy is freaking dangerous! I'm not a sadist! She thought, still refused to show her fear to anyone, especially the deadly Saiyan prince. She used to admire Vegeta for a lot of reasons, other than his handsome face that got the best of her in her own world, or so she thought it was her own world. I can do this. I may not be as strong as him, but I'm certain that I can damage him enough to escape from this place surrounded by idiots! She thought strategically.

"You've got the wrong girl to mess with," Malus started, Vegeta scowled as his reaction. "I don't intend on getting in the way for either team. Guess what, I don't care who will win or lose. Now if you'll excuse me, I have a birthday for myself to celebrate. I won't allow you or even those idiots standing there ruin this long-awaited day for me!" Malus growled. It's already bad enough for me that I'm alone on my birthday. No need to throw salt on my fresh wounds and kill me today!

Vegeta's scowl enhanced; he was angry that a Saiyan, a female at that, had the nerve to talk back at him like her. That wench, he thought.

"Is the guy going to attack her, Mr. Piccolo?" Gohan asked the green man who stood next to him.

Piccolo growled in reply. "Gohan, when he starts attacking her, I want you and Krillin to escape."

"What?!" Krillin and Gohan both said in surprise.

"Think about it, right now we can't win. We don't know for sure if this girl won't blast us into bits, even if she isn't on their side. I'll stay here to make sure they won't come after you. Goku isn't here, so we can't do anything now!" Piccolo replied.

"Vegeta," the big Saiyan started. "How much do we have to wait?"

"Time's up, Nappa." Vegeta laughed out of sadistic joy when his scouter beeped its alarm. "Three hours are up. Looks like Kakarot chickened out after all. Time to compensate our time that we wasted with the maximum amount of deaths… starting with those three weaklings over there." Vegeta enjoyed Nappa's devilish smile. "Enjoy yourself, Nappa."

"Vegeta, you're too kind. Thank you very much," Nappa said before he undressed himself, leaving only his shorts on. Somehow it did not make the Saiyan in purple feel at ease to see a man half-naked in front of her.

Vegeta snickered. "Don't mention it."

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