I sit on my throne, and I wait.
My loyal subjects below me, those whom I have conquered, wait also. But for what? Those native to this planet await my orders, they are nothing but prisoners and I am their ruler. But I liken myself to them, because I am a nothing but a prisoner also. I am a warrior, not a ruler, although King Cauli had a nice ring to it. It is not I who is destined to rule this planet, but the one who also rules over me. That is whom I was waiting for, but he never came.
Many inhabitants of this planet still lived. It was my job to conquer them, not destroy them. I killed only those who apposed me, and they were few. I was not obligated to kill any more, and I saw little point in it, as they looked after me in every way. The reward for their loyalty? Freedom. They were prisoners, but they lived in peace. As did I, for now. I was beginning to doubt my mission, many years ago, until the others arrived.
"You have done well, Cauli. Lord Freeza will be pleased."
"And when can I expect Lord Freeza'a arrival?"
"He has a few matters to take care of first, it is our job to merely check up on you. It seems that some saiyans have failed to complete their missions. Lord Freeza will be here to take this planet from you in a few years, until then, keep your hold over the people and await his arrival."
"And then I am to return home?"
"…. …. …. …."
"Our home planet is no more."
They said no more than that, and then they left. They left me with some armour, which was the same as they wore, and a device called a 'scouter' used to measure power levels. I had no use for such an item on a planet such as this, but the armour made me feel like a real saiyan, and reminded the people that I was still a warrior, a destroyer, and not to oppose me.
So I waited. Days, months and years passed, but no one came. Neither Lord Freeza, nor the other two saiyans returned.
Truthfully, I was bored. I spent my days training, improving on my strength and skill as not to become out of shape for whatever Lord Freeza had planned for me after this. I hunted and destroyed small animals for sport and moved large round boulders to work on my strength. And I waited.
One day the truth sunk in, no one was coming. I thought back to the words on the other saiyans the day they had arrived to check on me.
"Our home planet is no more."
They had given no more information, and it was not my place to ask. But I could not help but wonder, in the empty days what had happened. What could have happened to the planet of warriors that I had come from and looked forward to returning to? I knew nothing of my home planet, or my race. Only of the instructions I had been born with, take over the planet for Lord Freeza. I had never seen another of my kind until the day the saiyans came. They looked like me, black hair, dark eyes, a tail, strong muscles. They were different however, the two that had visited had been male. From what I had learned from the natives and the animals, I was a female. They also had names, like I did. The people on this planet were nameless, I was Cauli, King Cauli actually. The two that had visited had told me their names were Nappa and Raditz. They also spoke of another, apart from Freeza. Prince Vegeta. If I was worthy, I could even meet the prince of the saiyans! From that day on, I trained harder, determined that when they came for me, I would be a strong and worthy Saiyan that they could be proud of, especially in comparison to those that had failed to complete their tasks.
But they never came back.
Had they forgotten about me? Did I slip their minds? Or did they decide that I was too weak, my planet too worthless to bother with. Or did something terrible happen to them all?
I sit on my throne, and I wait for the answers.