A/N: Hey everyone! I'm back with another chapter. While writing this chapter I realized that we're only 12 followers away from reaching 200! That is so cool! Thanks to all of you for your continued support as I will continue to do my best in providing you with an amazing story!
IdeasRemake: I don't think that Zangya is completely on par with a super-saiyan at the moment. That's why I kept Gohan in base-form and the fight rather short. It wouldn't make sense for Gohan to fight very long in base form, and it wouldn't be much of a fight if he was a super-saiyan considering that Zangya was low on energy and mentally weak at the moment.
When I defined the roles of everyone during the fight, I did it trying to pay attention to the minor details. Krillin had broken ribs so it should've been fairly painful to walk. Chi-Chi is pregnant, so her emotions easily got the better of her as she was concerned for Gohan and wanted to see him despite knowing that she might be a liability. Piccolo's main purpose in that chapter was to see Zangya's super-hera transformation. Gohan thought his mom was safely inside the house. He had no idea she would come out and yell for him. So it should've been surprising to him which should've grabbed his attention thus giving Zangya the distraction she needed.
Thank you for your review!
Guest- Zangya will consider all of that soon. Yes, Videl will have a huge role in this story and in Gohan's life once she's reintroduced.
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Let's Be Friends Chapter 12
Hundreds of years ago, Planet Hera
It was a dark foggy night in a small town near the capital city of the Planet Hera. A couple miles off the border, an older Hera-Seijin had arrived at his old beaten home. As he entered, his partner came out to greet him. "You're here, how was your day?"
"Same as usual," responded the Hera-seijin in a rough voice. "Go tell Zangya to bring the food to the table. I'm starving."
In the kitchen, a young girl no older than 9 had been stuck all day cleaning the home from top to bottom. Not only that, but she was also responsible for cooking dinner while her adoptive mother relaxed all day in her room. Her light-blue skin was completely covered in dirt. To make matters worse, because of her responsibilities, she had forgotten all about heading to the river and filling a bucket of water for her bath. She was currently cleaning under the storage bin when her adoptive mother entered.
"Zangya, your father just arrived. I want you to hurry up and prepare the table."
"Yes mot- I mean ma'am," responded the little girl with a tired voice. She placed her supplies down and headed toward the cooking pot. She got out two bowls and poured some stew into each. She entered the dining room where both her adoptive parents were seated.
Once she placed his food in front of him, the male Hera-Seijin tried a spoonful before spitting all the contents and flipping the bowl off the table where it shattered into many pieces.
Zangya's skin began to turn pale as she feared another beating from her adoptive father.
"Is the stew not to your liking?" asked the female Hera unsurprised.
"Two years," growled the male Hera. "Two years and you still can't even cook a decent meal!" he barked as he stood up and flipped his chair causing the nine-year-old to jump in fear. "I am a warrior! I don't deserve to come home and be fed such garbage!"
Zangya couldn't control her tremble as she looked up to her adoptive father in terror.
"How long do you plan on being this useless!?" asked the warrior as his wife witnessed the scene with amusement. "Well? Aren't you going to say anything?"
"I-I'm s-sorry fath- I mean sir-" stuttered the Hera before she was violently interrupted.
"Don't you ever refer to me as 'father,'" growled the warrior as he grabbed the girl by the collar of her shirt.
Tears of fear quickly formed in Zangya's eyes as she was frozen in horror.
"I would never father such a worthless brat like you," he said in a sinister tone. "If it wasn't because of a promise I made my sister, I never would've taken you into my house." Having said that, he forcefully pulled her to the ground ripping up her shirt in the process where the broken bowl and all its contents were spilled. "Now clean this mess!" he ordered before storming away from the table and into his room.
His wife rolled her eyes as she too stood up and followed her husband.
To afraid to get up and grab a towel from the kitchen because she feared her father coming out and seeing that she wasn't cleaning, Zangya took off her now ripped shirt and used it to wipe the floor.
In the bedroom, the male Hera started to take off his armor and get ready for bed. He quickly noticed his wife enter the room and lie on their bed. "Another day that I'm forced to sleep without food."
"Why do you even bother with her anyway?" asked his wife. "She can't cook, she can't wash, pft she can barely clean… I don't see why you even put up with her. I say we just throw her on the streets."
The male Hera just rolled his eyes. "If only it were that convenient… I'm starting to think that the promise I made to Agatha isn't worth keeping… especially since she wanted me to treat Zangya as if she was my own."
"Like you treated Deprez that way," commented his wife.
Having heard that, the warrior scoffed, "Never compare that girl to our son. Deprez was a fine son and even better warrior. If it wasn't for Zangya, he would still be alive."
Anger began to boil within the both of them everytime they remembered that tragic event. "It's funny," began the female Hera. "For some reason, Deprez always loved that fool and never showed any remorse for what she did."
"Enough," demanded the husband. "I don't want to talk about him anymore…"
"Well, I've been thinking… What if we were to sale her…?"
"Sale her?"
"Yes," she responded. "The slave merchants are always looking for new slaves, and we could get good money for her considering her age."
The male Hera considered the offer, "I've never thought about that… yes, that would be a rather great possibility… Get rid of her and make some money from it…" A smile crept up on his face as he made his decision, "Alright, it has been decided. Tomorrow I will take her to the capital and sell her to the merchants."
"And are you sure that Zangya is going to just allow it?" asked his wife.
The warrior just scoffed, "Like she even has a choice."
Little do they both know that on the other side of the door to their room, Zangya had heard everything that was said. Fear continued to engulf her as she made her own decision. She ran to her room and grabbed what little she had left before opening a window and running away as far as she could from that house. Because of all the fog, it was really complicated to see what was in front of her, but she never turned around… not once.
Weeks later
In the streets of the Capital City. Zangya was sitting down next to the sidewalk eating the remains of a meal that she found earlier in the trashcan. She was barely recognizable from the girl that left her home a couple of weeks ago. She had on used rags for clothes. Cuts and bruises from her many attempts to gather some food anywhere she could. Her long once beautiful orange hair had traces of gum and other stuff stuck to it, and her face and body had been completely covered in filth. In all honesty, she long debated whether this rough life was worth her freedom. She was exhausted from pleading every single Hera who walked by for help and she lost all hope that she would ever receive any assistance. Her meal barely did anything to satisfy her hunger, but it would have to do until she found something else that was edible.
She turned to her side and instantly became alarmed when she noticed two strangers each with catch poles. No doubt they were merchants wanting to capture her and sell her into slavery like her adoptive parents wanted to. Once they noticed her, the two strangers bolted towards her. Zangya got up and ran as fast as she could down an alley. Fortunately for her, she knew the area very well and had a spot where no one could find her. She got to her spot and quickly closed it. In there, she waited for half an hour until she heard a loud knock coming from the outside.
"Come out little girl," said a deep voice. "I know you're in there."
Zangya's heart began to beat faster as she had no idea who it could be.
"Relax, I'm not going to hurt you, just come out."
Realizing that there wasn't anything she could do, Zangya slowly opened the door and came out. In front of her was a tall muscular figure with his arms crossed and smirk plastered on his face. "Who are you?" asked the nine-year-old.
The figure looked at her straight in the eyes, "I'm the one that's going to make you a once in a lifetime offer."
"What do you mean?" asked Zangya.
"I've seen how you continuously survived such a dangerous environment at a young age. With the right training, you could be an interesting asset to my crew."
The young girl couldn't believe what she was hearing, "What?"
The figure chuckled, "What is your name?"
"Zangya... what's yours?"
"You can call me Bojack."
2 years later
Two short slim Hera's frantically ran the streets of the capital. Following them were three other Hera's by the name of Bujin, Bido, and Kogu. The two Hera's had no choice but to split up and head in different directions.
A few minutes had passed and one of the runaways reached a dead end.
"Out of luck, I see," commented Bujin as he alongside Bido and Kogu stood in front of him now. "Where is it?" asked Kogu referring to the item that was stolen from their leader.
"The other guy has it," responded the thief. "Just please spare me."
Kogu chuckled along with the other two, "You stole from Bojack... now you pay the consequences." He took out his sword and sliced the thief in half.
On the other side of the area, the other thief felt relieved when he realized that the three had followed his partner. He calmly walked the streets now when he was suddenly pulled into an alley.
"Going somewhere?" asked a now eleven-year-old Zangya.
"Who are you?" countered the thief.
Zangya smiled, "You don't really need to know that, now hand over that artifact you stole from us!"
"I can't," responded the thief. "This artifact belongs to my bosses before your crew stole it from us-" before he could say anything else, Zangya blasted a piece of rubble terrifying the thief.
"Ok, ok," he said as he pulled out a weird looking artifact. "Here."
Zangya grabbed the artifact, "Good choice..."
"What are you going to do with me?" shivered the thief.
Zangya remembered Bojack's orders. She knew what she needed to do. She raised her arm forming a purple energy sphere.
"Please," begged the thief. "You already have what you want."
Zangya began to get nervous. Although she was taught to be cold, she just couldn't take someone's life. "You have a point..." she responded as she lowered her arm. "Get out of here."
Without hesitation, the thief ran off into the other direction.
With a smile, Zangya left to meet the others. Fortunately for her, at that moment, the other three Hera's found her. Zangya began to feel nauseous when she saw Bido and Kogu each carrying one half of the other thief.
"Did you get it?" asked Bujin.
"Of course," responded Zangya as she showed the artifact.
"Nice," responded Bido. "But... where is the body of the idiot who dared to steal from us?"
Zangya rolled her eyes, "We already have what we wanted. He didn't need to die."
"Bojack isn't going to like that," commented Bido.
Zangya knew he was right, "Let's just go."
Kogu looked deeply in thought before eventually giving his half of the dead body to Bujin. "Here, I'll catch up with all of you later."
"Whatever," answered Bujin as he took the body.
The three arrived and entered their sanctuary. Bojack was sitting in a throne-like chair, "It's about time you returned... Well, did you get it?"
"Here it is," responded Zangya as she proudly raised the artifact.
"Good... And where are the corpses of those weaklings that thought that they could steal from me... I only see one."
Hearing this, Bido let out a chuckle, "Apparently, your protege decided to let him go before we got there."
Bojack turned to Zangya with a serious look, "Is that true?"
Zangya's confidence lowered once she saw Bojack's expression. "Most of it... I just figured that he didn't need to die considering that we already have what we wanted."
Having heard her, Bojack stood up and walked towards the eleven-year-old. Once he reached her, he pulled the object from her hands and inspected it. With a look of anger, he crushed the artifact with one hand, much to Zangya's fear.
Before she could say anything, Bojack reddened the side of her face with a hardened slap causing her to fall to the ground.
"You fool!" yelled Bojack as he pulled her up by the hair. "I ordered you to kill them; instead, you allow him to trick you with a worthless copy and get away."
"I-I... I'm so-orry..." whispered Zangya in pain.
"Not good enough," responded Bojack in a sinister tone as he violently pushed the girl to the wall. "You have disobeyed my direct order and for that, you will feel my wrath!"
Zangya was frozen in fear. Memories of her adoptive father beating her resurfaced as Bojack prepared to punish her.
"Wait," came the voice of Kogu as he entered the sanctuary with the second thief.
"What's this?" asked Bojack in curiosity.
"I brought you the guy that stole this," responded Kogu as he revealed the real artifact that had been stolen. He handed it to Bojack who looked pleased to have it back. "I figured this guy would try to trick Zangya."
"I didn't mean to..." explained the thief. "The artifact doesn't belong to you...'
"Want me to silence him now?" asked Kogu as he pulled his sword.
"No," responded Bojack rather quickly. He turned to Zangya and signaled her to come closer, "There's something you need to finish."
Zangya's skin immediately turned pale as she knew what he wanted. "Bojack, please don't make m-"
"Silence," ordered the leader. "Today you will learn a valuable lesson." He pulled her by the arm and aimed her palm at the thief's heart. "Now kill him."
"I don't want to," pleaded Zangya as she squeezed her eyes shut.
"Do it or you will find yourself back to the exact location of where I found you!"
"No no no," continued the eleven-year-old in complete refusal.
"Bojack," interrupted Kogu. "Let me do it... I can kill him in the slowest way imaginable if you please."
Bojack completely ignored his suggestion and squeezed his grip on Zangya's wrist which caused her to yelp in pain. "Today, you're going to finally grow up. NOW KILL HIM BEFORE I KILL YOU!"
At that moment, a purple aurora formed in Zangya's palm blasting a hole into the thief's heart killing him instantly.
Bojack smirked as he let go of the eleven-year-old. Zangya dropped to her knees as she couldn't believe what she had just done. He kneeled down next to her ear and whispered: "Within a few years, you will look back at this moment in shame... not because you killed him, but because I had to force you into doing it." He stood up and walked away with his recovered artifact in hand.
4 years later
Planet Hera was in complete chaos. Buildings were destroyed, home's have been raided, and all the lakes have been dried up. The once flourishing warrior capital was now left in shambles. Every resident on the planet fought night and day for survival. Thousands of lives perished each day due to starvation, dehydration, illness, or murdered.
In one section of the capital, two warriors were fighting it out to the death for an already dead animal that could be used for food. Within minutes, a warrior had fallen and the other was moments away from grabbing his prize when suddenly he was decapitated by the swift edge of a sword. Without hesitation, Kogu grabbed the dead animal and fled to his crew's sanctuary
A couple of miles away, Zangya scouted the streets and stores for any remaining food and water. It had been weeks since her group has each had a decent meal or even a full glass of water. Frustration was beginning to set at the thought of returning empty handed yet again. Suddenly, in between dark clouds of smoke caused by the fire, she spotted a couple running with what looked to be a carcass. With a smirk, she launched herself in front of the pair. "Hold it right there," she ordered as the two stopped. "You didn't actually think that you would leave with that carcass did you?"
"Please," begged the wife. "My husband and I haven't eaten anything in days. We're starving."
Zangya chuckled coldly, "I couldn't care less about your situation, now hand over that animal."
At that moment, the wife realized who she was, "Zangya... Is that you?"
Zangya looked confused before she studied the couple and smirked, "Well if it isn't you two," she commented. "Didn't think I'd ever see you again."
The husband looked at how much she has grown ever since he last saw her. "Zangya, where have you been? We looked everywhere for you... your mother and I were worri-" He was interrupted when Zangya began to laugh.
"Mother? how pathetic. You two mean nothing to me. You're just a small obstacle for that meal that's in your hands."
The wife couldn't believe what she was hearing. "What happened to you...? you used to be different..."
"That is none of your business," responded the fifteen-year-old. "I won't ask you again... hand over that carcass."
The husband gave the animal to her wife before getting into a fighting stance, "We don't have to this," he said. "We can all go home and share this food."
Zangya pretended to think about his offer before giggling sadistically, "Nah, I think I'd rather kill you and take it for myself."
Having heard this, the warrior focused his energy. "Very well," he said before running towards Zangya.
The young Hera just rolled her eyes and raised her arm. As soon as he was close enough, she blasted him into oblivion within seconds.
His wife screamed in horror as she witnessed her husband's horrendous end.
Zangya turned to her and signaled for her reward.
With tears in her eyes, the wife threw her the animal. "Just take it and leave!"
Zangya snickered as she grabbed the carcass. "And let you walk away after everything you've done to me before... No... your husband isn't going to be the only one to die today," and with that said, a purple aurora began to form as she quickly silenced the screams of her once adoptive mother.
Half an hour later, everyone had arrived at the sanctuary. While Kogu and Zangya brought in two dead carcasses, Bujin and Bido returned empty-handed.
Bojack stood up and looked at the two Hera's who failed to bring anything, "Nothing?" he asked in an angry tone as he grabbed the corpses.
Bujin turned pale as he raised his arms, "I'm sorry master, but there isn't even the slightest trace of water around here," he explained. "We even tried digging, but it's all dried up."
Hearing this, Bojack screamed in frustration. He calmed down and looked at the carcasses that he had in his hand. Unfortunately, these two dead animals weren't going to be enough for all of them. They already raided every home in the capital and used up all of their resources. "Fine," he said as he handed the animals to Zangya. "See what you can cook with these..."
"Yes master," responded the fifteen-year-old as she headed to the fire.
"I'll help you," suggested Kogu as he followed her.
Twenty minutes later, the meat was fully cooked and ready to be eaten. While Kogu took it to the others, Zangya grabbed a glass and filled it with the remaining water they had. The water barely filled 3/4 of the glass.
When it was time to split the meal. The group had to give half of the water and meat to Bojack while the remaining four of them had to share the rest of it. Bojack, Bido, and Bujin quickly finished their meal. While Bojack left the table to think of what he could do, the others remained at the table.
Zangya slowly ate her food as she realized that it not only filled her up more but she got to saver her food more. Unfortunately for her, the meat didn't last long as she found her plate empty within minutes. Admittedly, she was still starving, but there wasn't anything she could do. She sighed as this wasn't the only time this happened to her. To her surprise, Kogu slid his serving of meat in front of her. "What are you doing?" she asked as she turned to him.
"Take my serving," he responded. "You need it much more than I do."
"B-but you haven't eaten anything all day..."
Kogu shrugged, "Don't worry about me, just eat as much as you can."
Witnessing this, both Bido and Bujin chuckled in false amusement, "You'd rather starve and help that brat than eat your share of the food?" asked Bido in a mostly jealous tone.
"That's my problem," responded Kogu sternly.
Zangya smiled warmly as she slowly began to eat the extra serving she received.
At that moment, Bojack came back down. "I have made a decision," he said grabbing everyone's attention. "Like it or not, Hera has become a useless planet. Staying here any longer will only lead us to our deaths."
"What are you saying?" asked Bujin.
"I'm saying that it is time to leave this planet and explore others... we can start with the planet Jiuza which is a few days away."
"Jiuza?" asked Kogu. "I heard they have everything Hera is lacking right now; but if I'm correct, their people are known for being hostile and they have strictly banned anyone from our planet to land on theirs."
Hearing this caused Bojack to chuckle, "Who said anything about asking for permission... It's time to branch out and take our desires to a whole new level... No longer am I satisfied with stealing money when we have the power to conquer any planet we desire."
Bido smirked at the idea of living like kings, "From bottom feeders to royalty... I like it."
"Than its settled... Tomorrow I want everyone to scavenge this planet one last time for any resources. All of you better return with something useful or don't come back at all... In a few days will be in Jiuza and we will not take 'no' for an answer, even if we have to rid that planet of all its inhabitants."
Zangya looked at Bojack in surprise. She knew that he was ego driven and always saw himself as some sort of god. She thought of his words for a moment, and then of the potential devastation they would cause Jiuza. After a moment of thinking, she simply shrugged her shoulders, 'better them than me.'
Present
Zangya slowly began to regain consciousness. She found herself in a mysteriously darkly lit room. As she gently sat up, she realized that her mouth was extremely dried up and she desperately needed something to drink. Fortunately, next to the bed, she found a glass of water on top of a desk. She gulped it down entirely as she enjoyed the refreshing sensation that her mouth was feeling. She felt very weak as she struggled to get up.
"Going somewhere?" came a voice that caused Zangya to jump in surprise.
She turned to the corner of the room where the voice came from and just barely saw the Namekian sitting in the corner. "You..."
With a serious expression, Piccolo stood up and walked towards her. "How long do you plan on testing our patience?" he asked. "I gave you a second chance and a week later you turn around and attack Gohan...? What is your plan?"
Zangya ignored his words as she looked around the room, "Where have you taken me?" she asked in a demanding tone.
"First you answer my questions and then I'll think about answering yours," responded Piccolo.
"I'm still alive..." commented Zangya. "At least tell me why?"
"Not until you answer my questions first," repeated the Namekian.
Zangya sighed in frustration. She knew there was no way in getting any answers until he did first. She crossed her arms and gave in, "Whatever."
A/N: And that's it for this chapter, I hope everyone enjoyed it. Reviews are greatly appreciated. If you have any ideas or suggestions please feel free to let me know. Also, I'm planning on uploading a new story, along with the next chapter of "Second Chances." I'm currently debating which story to choose from a possible three that I have ready.
Also, if you have any Gohan pairings, you'd be interested in me doing (and maybe even have a plot) or would even want to collab on a pairing, feel free to pm me. Thanks to all of you and have a great day! till next time!