Spirit of a Warrior
Chapter One
Birth of a Warrior
A female Saiyan sat up in her bunk in the first class quarters. "So they're bringing the brat out today." She mumbled. She got up and stretched. She smirked at her sleeping roommate, she would miss the days meal. She walked over to the communications block a pressed a button. The face of a male Saiyan appeared on the screen.
"Who do you want?" He said in a gruff voice.
"Connect me to Inardo. Tell him its Kyaka." She said to the man on the screen. He grunted and the screen went blue with the Saiyan emblem in the center as he connected her. It cleared and another male Saiyan face appeared.
"Greetings Kyaka." He said flatly, I had obviously awoken him, he was NOT happy to see me.
"Back at you Inardo. They are bringing our whelp out of the tanks today." Kyaka said flatly to mock him. She ended that comment with a smirk.
"Yeah what do you want me to do about it." Inardo said and smirked back at her.
"Be There! That's what!" Kyaka snarled at him. "Don't you want to see if you brat has any potential at all." Kyaka's face was a twisted mask of ferocity.
Inardo did not seem impressed! "Yeah yeah whatever Kyaka. I'll see what I can do. Was this worth waking me up so early?" Inardo yawned to make his point.
"Yes, you pitiful excuse for a first class warrior! Be there or else. I'll see you in 0100 hours." Kyaka snapped and turned the communication off. Inardo was an incompetent fool, what had possessed her seven months ago to mate with him she would never guess.
Kyaka growled and left the room for the days meal, if she didn't hurry their wouldn't be enough to sustain her through the day.
*
"Which brats will be coming out of these tanks today." A female Saiyan doctor snapped at the orderly standing beside her.
"Lets see, the Gortina/Hoyuo child, the Firuna/Yotoro child, the Reale/Timoto child, the Seyina/Doruino child, the Weleda/Bouro child, and the Kyaka/Inardo child. Also today the Kings son will be brought out for examination." The orderly said reading from a list. "There are Five girls there and only one boy unless you count the prince, quite a disappointment."
The female snarled at him and went off the check the tanks of the six brats. After looking in on the others she went to the one tank she visited most often in this row. This was Kyaka's child, everyone around here had big hopes for this one, even though she was female. The female doctor stared into the tank, the child wasn't especially big. In fact she was rather small for her age, her black hair had already begun to grow out into stiff but straight clumps. None could tell that her eyes would be anything but black, and presumably they would be, neither family carried that accursed blue eye gene.
She sighed and stepped away, the mothers might be arriving soon though it would be a surprise if any of the fathers did. In a few years they'd see if that child was anything special, but if anyone had to guess she would be. Kyaka had been born to a third class pair, they just barely made it into that category and she was nearly elite. Hopefully Kyaka would have a name, so many mothers didn't and the child had to given a name by the king, which annoyed them to no end.
She worried about Inardo though, he was hardly a great catch as a mate, and she had often wondered what had possessed Kyaka to mate with him when she could have had a Super Elite mate had she wanted. Still the child had promise, hopefully Inardo's low class less powerful genes would not weigh her down to much.
She then stopped at the next tank. The King's brat, there was slightly more fuss about this one. Still they had been stationed next to each other because Kyaka's child was the highest born in that row besides him. The young prince already looked more like his elite mother the Queen. The king would not be happy. Oh well another time perhaps.
*
Kyaka looked up at the building, the building where all saiyan children came after four months in their mothers womb. It had not fit her plan for her to get pregnant this early on. But now she wouldn't likely do much now, the child would most likely exceed her in strength, and then all she woul.d be good for was breeding. Until the child came back from the mission assigned to her Kyaka would have to work extra hard to increase her power and get to the rank of elite. If that child came back before she became elite her hopes would be dashed.
She sighed and entered the building were four other mothers were already standing. To no one's surprise none of the fathers were present. She saw the list posted up on the wall and saw that five others besides her child would be brought out today, and at the bottom she noted that there was a notice that all but herself and Seyina were to clear out after our six brats had been brought out. The kings son was to be brought out today and only Seyina and herself were allowed to stay for it. Another mother walked in behind her, Seyina.
A female doctor walked into the room "Welcome, follow me." She said shortly and turned towards the door into the rest of the building. The saiyan women all looked at each other and then followed her. They entered a room with rows upon rows of tanks, each holding a saiyan infant. The doctor lead them all to one row in particular, this row held seven tanks. The first held the lowest born infant the last held the highest born, the young prince.
The doctor summoned several orderlies to her side and began work at the first tank. Within minutes the tank was drained and the orderly was lifting the bawling infant out of the tank. When the infant was clear of the tank he gave it a quick slap to stop its bawling. The doctor then pulled a scouter out of her pocket and placed it onto her face. She held a clipboard in front of her with a list of planets that needed to be conquered. She pressed the button in the side of the scouter and after a few seconds of periodic beeping she announced the brats power. "245, Third Class. Planet..." She announced then paused to look at her list. "Planet Youi." She then nodded to the orderly who nodded at the mother and took the brat into the next room. He returned empty handed.
They went to work at the next tank and repeated the process. She announced the power of "299, Third Class. Planet Troh." This one was a boy child and a second cousin to the first.
Again at the next three tanks at each taking out the brat. "301, Third Class. Planet Kokor." For the third. "304, Third Class. Planet Reale." For fourth. "415, Third Class. Planet Hoyu." For the fifth.
When they reached the tank with Kyaka's brat in it the doctor looked nervously around. She spotted Kyaka and smirked. She then went to work. Soon the orderly held the brat out of the tank, this was the only one so far not to screech when taken out. The orderly held her up for the doctor's inspection. It took slightly longer for her to examine this child and get a reading. After a long pause she announced "502, Second Class. Planet Wouyio." Kyaka smirked at the other mothers as their faces went blank with rage.
The doctor grinned and the orderly took the infant into the next room. The doctor then went to each female and asked for a name. Each had one "Reala." Was the first's name. "Timeto." Was the only boys. "Fourta, Vele, and Quele." Were the third, fourth, and fifths. When the doctor reached Kyaka she again smirked and asked. "Name?"
Kyaka looked around the room and smirked at the other females. She then stated very calmly. "Siconja-Arura." The other gasped. That was the name of the first Queen ever to rule the Saiyans and was traditionally only given to a princess. The doctor stared blankly at her for a minute then recorded the name on her piece of paper.
"Everyone but Kyaka and Seyina clear out." The doctor ordered. The other females filled out grumbling and glaring at Kyaka. Seyina finished glaring and finished off her stare with a smirk.
Seyina and Kyaka stood there together while they watched to doctor and the orderlies scurrying about preparing for the kings arrival. Kyaka leaned over to take a look at the young prince. He looked much with the Elite Queen, the King would be disappointed. This caused Kyaka to smirk.
Just then the flurry of orderlies stopped and one approached Kyaka asking her to step back. Kyaka did not instead she snarled at him and stared, challenging him to ask again. He did not, he just stood there shaking. Many minutes passed before three figures approached from the end of the row. Kyaka eyed them in the corner of her eye, identifying the figures as the female doctor, King Vegeta, and the elite Queen. At that she made one last grimace at the orderly and stepped back to stand at attention as her king approached.
The King merely eyed them as he approached and with a slight nod they stood down. He eyed his brat floating in the tank and then made a gruff remark to the doctor "The Power of today's other brats." It was not a question, but a command.
The doctor pulled out her pad and read numbers off it "245 ,299 ,301 ,304 ,415, and 502."
The King looked less then pleased and waved off the numbers with shrug of his shoulders. At that the doctor gave a curt nod to the orderlies who then continued about their work. Kyaka was having fun scaring the small one who had dared challenge her. She flicked her tail menacingly at him while he attempted to dodge her. No one but Seyina seemed to notice this, and she had dropped her glare at Kyaka and was smirking in amusement. The orderly finally managed to escape Kyaka when he was no longer needed and he and the other orderlies disappeared letting the doctor take control. The orderlies never handled royal infants.
The doctor nodded her head respectfully and reached into the tank pulling the infant out who was on the verge of making some sort of protest, either bawling or biting the doctor. The latter being more probable. And he in fact did bite her, showing more spunk then Kyaka would have expected from an inbred brat like this princeling before her. Now from her own child she expected such spunk, she had the best of the best, but was certainly not inbred. If Kyaka had been herself Inardo had seen to it the brat was not.
The doctor examined to brat, Kyaka looked as if she was about to smirk. Even if the brat was inbred, the royal family had penchant for power, and most thought that the secret to the Legendary Super Saiyan lay within that bloodline. Kyaka thought otherwise but she wasn't about to make that fact public.
The doctor then said in a flat voice as if she was disappointed "500. The second highest today my leige...." She nearly shrunk back in fear as the King's face twisted in rage.
"Which brats power exceeds his?!" he asked in rage, his voice growing low and threatening. The doctor was obviously afraid to speak. Then Kyaka did something that surprised them all, perhaps even herself.
"The brat you speak of is mine. My brats power exceeds the princelings."
Everyone looked shocked, none more than the King himself. They had all turned to face her. The Queen was shocked as well but her face hid a fear that King Vegeta would cast her out for a new Queen who would bear him a more powerful heir. Then finally the doctor spoke in a quite respectful voice. "Yes, Kyaka's child's power is at 502, only two points my liege."
The King barely grunted at her, his rage was now fixed on Kyaka. A first class warrior, dare challenge him! It was impossible that this weakling females brat was more powerful than his own. "Bring the brat to me." He said quietly to the doctor. "Now you whore, tell me who the child's father is. Surely its power does not come from you. Who is it?" He demanded of Kyaka.
Kyaka remained cool her voice barely falling into the category of 'respectful' "The child's father is Inardo-Yur-Iuo. That second class weakling was a mistake. The child gets her power from me. From my family, sire, not from his. My family is as pureblooded as it gets. My daughter receives her power from me."
"Is that so..." The King growled at her. At this the doctor returned with Kyaka's child. "This brats name was registered just a moment ago. First born female, retains the name of her mothers clan since it outweighs the fathers clan. The brats name is Siconja-Arura-Farie." The doctor said as she held the child with an air of pride.
"So this sharp tongued disrespectful whore has taste. Another disgrace, to give a second class whelp the name of a princess. Well, I feel merciful today. Let this whore live. But kill the brat." The King decreed. He didn't notice the look of horror. Many elite familles never bore brats with power at or over second class. And it was typical for Super Elite brats to have low second class powers. For Kyaka's brat to have this much power so early on promised great power. To kill such a brat, to kill such potential.... But she had to do it. It was her Kings orders.
She turned to take to brat into the room with brats whose power didn't break 100. But before she could reach it the child had suddenly disappeared from her hands. Kyaka stood across the isle holding the brat. "This brat may have been a mistake but your not killing her. Not when she promises such great power. If I have to, I'll leave here with her. And she'll become a threat rather then an asset. I'll make sure of it. Perhaps you'll find her useful...but if your going to try and kill her I'll take her far away." Kyaka threatened in a voice close to a growl. Then a wicked grin spread over her face. "In fact I'm sure Lord Freeza would be pleased to have a brat more powerful than the princeling on his hands. He's sure to have use for her. I shall take her to him if you don't call it off right now. No brat of mine is going to destroyed."
The King growled in rage for a moment but hearing the threatening tone in her voice and the growl her began to laugh. Which astonished all in the room. "That is how I like 'em. Fiery, you've got spunk warrior. Perhaps you'll pass that on to your unfortunate daughter here. Fine she may live, but she will carry a mark with her all her life and all will know she carries disgrace and misfortune. If she survives and finds a trainer perhaps she will turn out to be something." With that the King stalked up to Kyaka and summoned his ki around his hand making a cutting blade with it. With the power of his ki he cut a small circle on her forehead. "She will bear this circle shaped scar until she dies. If she is lucky she will live to see her first full moon. All will know she carries my ill-will with her."
With that and a final disdainful glance at his own brat he grunted his order to the doctor and turned, his cape flying out behind him, and stalked down the isle. Kyaka smirked and wiped the blood off the infants head. As she did the youngsters eyes flew open and she bit Kyaka's arm hard. Kyaka started to laugh at her child's spunk but abruptly stopped as she saw the color of the brats eyes. Blue. Blue and clear as the midday sky on Lord Freeza's planet. Blue and crystal clear, not dark and smoldering as a Saiyans should be. Kyaka froze her eyes widening horrified. It was not possible, not possible that she carried another sign of ill-will. Blue eyes would immediately bring down suspicion on the brats heritage. Even if it cleared she would be cursed throughout life. The cursed blue eyes denoted weakness. Even if the brat was more powerful the King himself she would be looked on as a weakling. The soft color and soft look they held was hated among Saiyans. The only good thing Kyaka noted about them were that they held no look of softness, only mischief, set into her face was already the saiyan trademark scowl. Perhaps her strength and the scowl would offset the color.
Kyaka scowled heavily at the child and handed it back to the doctor. She watched as the child was sent off to get ready for shipping off planet the next day, to complete her first mission and prove her worth. She scowled deeply and then whipped around, her tail twitching in annoyance and stalked off. The King had been right, that brat would be lucky to see her first full moon, nearly seven years in the future. Kyaka cursed whatever gods might be listening, to allow her child to be born into this. She could only hope her child would die on the mission or come back insanely powerful. With the double signs of ill-will working against her, the Kings mark of warning and the cursed blue eyes. She'd be lucky if she made it three months after returning from her first mission.
Chapter One
Birth of a Warrior
A female Saiyan sat up in her bunk in the first class quarters. "So they're bringing the brat out today." She mumbled. She got up and stretched. She smirked at her sleeping roommate, she would miss the days meal. She walked over to the communications block a pressed a button. The face of a male Saiyan appeared on the screen.
"Who do you want?" He said in a gruff voice.
"Connect me to Inardo. Tell him its Kyaka." She said to the man on the screen. He grunted and the screen went blue with the Saiyan emblem in the center as he connected her. It cleared and another male Saiyan face appeared.
"Greetings Kyaka." He said flatly, I had obviously awoken him, he was NOT happy to see me.
"Back at you Inardo. They are bringing our whelp out of the tanks today." Kyaka said flatly to mock him. She ended that comment with a smirk.
"Yeah what do you want me to do about it." Inardo said and smirked back at her.
"Be There! That's what!" Kyaka snarled at him. "Don't you want to see if you brat has any potential at all." Kyaka's face was a twisted mask of ferocity.
Inardo did not seem impressed! "Yeah yeah whatever Kyaka. I'll see what I can do. Was this worth waking me up so early?" Inardo yawned to make his point.
"Yes, you pitiful excuse for a first class warrior! Be there or else. I'll see you in 0100 hours." Kyaka snapped and turned the communication off. Inardo was an incompetent fool, what had possessed her seven months ago to mate with him she would never guess.
Kyaka growled and left the room for the days meal, if she didn't hurry their wouldn't be enough to sustain her through the day.
*
"Which brats will be coming out of these tanks today." A female Saiyan doctor snapped at the orderly standing beside her.
"Lets see, the Gortina/Hoyuo child, the Firuna/Yotoro child, the Reale/Timoto child, the Seyina/Doruino child, the Weleda/Bouro child, and the Kyaka/Inardo child. Also today the Kings son will be brought out for examination." The orderly said reading from a list. "There are Five girls there and only one boy unless you count the prince, quite a disappointment."
The female snarled at him and went off the check the tanks of the six brats. After looking in on the others she went to the one tank she visited most often in this row. This was Kyaka's child, everyone around here had big hopes for this one, even though she was female. The female doctor stared into the tank, the child wasn't especially big. In fact she was rather small for her age, her black hair had already begun to grow out into stiff but straight clumps. None could tell that her eyes would be anything but black, and presumably they would be, neither family carried that accursed blue eye gene.
She sighed and stepped away, the mothers might be arriving soon though it would be a surprise if any of the fathers did. In a few years they'd see if that child was anything special, but if anyone had to guess she would be. Kyaka had been born to a third class pair, they just barely made it into that category and she was nearly elite. Hopefully Kyaka would have a name, so many mothers didn't and the child had to given a name by the king, which annoyed them to no end.
She worried about Inardo though, he was hardly a great catch as a mate, and she had often wondered what had possessed Kyaka to mate with him when she could have had a Super Elite mate had she wanted. Still the child had promise, hopefully Inardo's low class less powerful genes would not weigh her down to much.
She then stopped at the next tank. The King's brat, there was slightly more fuss about this one. Still they had been stationed next to each other because Kyaka's child was the highest born in that row besides him. The young prince already looked more like his elite mother the Queen. The king would not be happy. Oh well another time perhaps.
*
Kyaka looked up at the building, the building where all saiyan children came after four months in their mothers womb. It had not fit her plan for her to get pregnant this early on. But now she wouldn't likely do much now, the child would most likely exceed her in strength, and then all she woul.d be good for was breeding. Until the child came back from the mission assigned to her Kyaka would have to work extra hard to increase her power and get to the rank of elite. If that child came back before she became elite her hopes would be dashed.
She sighed and entered the building were four other mothers were already standing. To no one's surprise none of the fathers were present. She saw the list posted up on the wall and saw that five others besides her child would be brought out today, and at the bottom she noted that there was a notice that all but herself and Seyina were to clear out after our six brats had been brought out. The kings son was to be brought out today and only Seyina and herself were allowed to stay for it. Another mother walked in behind her, Seyina.
A female doctor walked into the room "Welcome, follow me." She said shortly and turned towards the door into the rest of the building. The saiyan women all looked at each other and then followed her. They entered a room with rows upon rows of tanks, each holding a saiyan infant. The doctor lead them all to one row in particular, this row held seven tanks. The first held the lowest born infant the last held the highest born, the young prince.
The doctor summoned several orderlies to her side and began work at the first tank. Within minutes the tank was drained and the orderly was lifting the bawling infant out of the tank. When the infant was clear of the tank he gave it a quick slap to stop its bawling. The doctor then pulled a scouter out of her pocket and placed it onto her face. She held a clipboard in front of her with a list of planets that needed to be conquered. She pressed the button in the side of the scouter and after a few seconds of periodic beeping she announced the brats power. "245, Third Class. Planet..." She announced then paused to look at her list. "Planet Youi." She then nodded to the orderly who nodded at the mother and took the brat into the next room. He returned empty handed.
They went to work at the next tank and repeated the process. She announced the power of "299, Third Class. Planet Troh." This one was a boy child and a second cousin to the first.
Again at the next three tanks at each taking out the brat. "301, Third Class. Planet Kokor." For the third. "304, Third Class. Planet Reale." For fourth. "415, Third Class. Planet Hoyu." For the fifth.
When they reached the tank with Kyaka's brat in it the doctor looked nervously around. She spotted Kyaka and smirked. She then went to work. Soon the orderly held the brat out of the tank, this was the only one so far not to screech when taken out. The orderly held her up for the doctor's inspection. It took slightly longer for her to examine this child and get a reading. After a long pause she announced "502, Second Class. Planet Wouyio." Kyaka smirked at the other mothers as their faces went blank with rage.
The doctor grinned and the orderly took the infant into the next room. The doctor then went to each female and asked for a name. Each had one "Reala." Was the first's name. "Timeto." Was the only boys. "Fourta, Vele, and Quele." Were the third, fourth, and fifths. When the doctor reached Kyaka she again smirked and asked. "Name?"
Kyaka looked around the room and smirked at the other females. She then stated very calmly. "Siconja-Arura." The other gasped. That was the name of the first Queen ever to rule the Saiyans and was traditionally only given to a princess. The doctor stared blankly at her for a minute then recorded the name on her piece of paper.
"Everyone but Kyaka and Seyina clear out." The doctor ordered. The other females filled out grumbling and glaring at Kyaka. Seyina finished glaring and finished off her stare with a smirk.
Seyina and Kyaka stood there together while they watched to doctor and the orderlies scurrying about preparing for the kings arrival. Kyaka leaned over to take a look at the young prince. He looked much with the Elite Queen, the King would be disappointed. This caused Kyaka to smirk.
Just then the flurry of orderlies stopped and one approached Kyaka asking her to step back. Kyaka did not instead she snarled at him and stared, challenging him to ask again. He did not, he just stood there shaking. Many minutes passed before three figures approached from the end of the row. Kyaka eyed them in the corner of her eye, identifying the figures as the female doctor, King Vegeta, and the elite Queen. At that she made one last grimace at the orderly and stepped back to stand at attention as her king approached.
The King merely eyed them as he approached and with a slight nod they stood down. He eyed his brat floating in the tank and then made a gruff remark to the doctor "The Power of today's other brats." It was not a question, but a command.
The doctor pulled out her pad and read numbers off it "245 ,299 ,301 ,304 ,415, and 502."
The King looked less then pleased and waved off the numbers with shrug of his shoulders. At that the doctor gave a curt nod to the orderlies who then continued about their work. Kyaka was having fun scaring the small one who had dared challenge her. She flicked her tail menacingly at him while he attempted to dodge her. No one but Seyina seemed to notice this, and she had dropped her glare at Kyaka and was smirking in amusement. The orderly finally managed to escape Kyaka when he was no longer needed and he and the other orderlies disappeared letting the doctor take control. The orderlies never handled royal infants.
The doctor nodded her head respectfully and reached into the tank pulling the infant out who was on the verge of making some sort of protest, either bawling or biting the doctor. The latter being more probable. And he in fact did bite her, showing more spunk then Kyaka would have expected from an inbred brat like this princeling before her. Now from her own child she expected such spunk, she had the best of the best, but was certainly not inbred. If Kyaka had been herself Inardo had seen to it the brat was not.
The doctor examined to brat, Kyaka looked as if she was about to smirk. Even if the brat was inbred, the royal family had penchant for power, and most thought that the secret to the Legendary Super Saiyan lay within that bloodline. Kyaka thought otherwise but she wasn't about to make that fact public.
The doctor then said in a flat voice as if she was disappointed "500. The second highest today my leige...." She nearly shrunk back in fear as the King's face twisted in rage.
"Which brats power exceeds his?!" he asked in rage, his voice growing low and threatening. The doctor was obviously afraid to speak. Then Kyaka did something that surprised them all, perhaps even herself.
"The brat you speak of is mine. My brats power exceeds the princelings."
Everyone looked shocked, none more than the King himself. They had all turned to face her. The Queen was shocked as well but her face hid a fear that King Vegeta would cast her out for a new Queen who would bear him a more powerful heir. Then finally the doctor spoke in a quite respectful voice. "Yes, Kyaka's child's power is at 502, only two points my liege."
The King barely grunted at her, his rage was now fixed on Kyaka. A first class warrior, dare challenge him! It was impossible that this weakling females brat was more powerful than his own. "Bring the brat to me." He said quietly to the doctor. "Now you whore, tell me who the child's father is. Surely its power does not come from you. Who is it?" He demanded of Kyaka.
Kyaka remained cool her voice barely falling into the category of 'respectful' "The child's father is Inardo-Yur-Iuo. That second class weakling was a mistake. The child gets her power from me. From my family, sire, not from his. My family is as pureblooded as it gets. My daughter receives her power from me."
"Is that so..." The King growled at her. At this the doctor returned with Kyaka's child. "This brats name was registered just a moment ago. First born female, retains the name of her mothers clan since it outweighs the fathers clan. The brats name is Siconja-Arura-Farie." The doctor said as she held the child with an air of pride.
"So this sharp tongued disrespectful whore has taste. Another disgrace, to give a second class whelp the name of a princess. Well, I feel merciful today. Let this whore live. But kill the brat." The King decreed. He didn't notice the look of horror. Many elite familles never bore brats with power at or over second class. And it was typical for Super Elite brats to have low second class powers. For Kyaka's brat to have this much power so early on promised great power. To kill such a brat, to kill such potential.... But she had to do it. It was her Kings orders.
She turned to take to brat into the room with brats whose power didn't break 100. But before she could reach it the child had suddenly disappeared from her hands. Kyaka stood across the isle holding the brat. "This brat may have been a mistake but your not killing her. Not when she promises such great power. If I have to, I'll leave here with her. And she'll become a threat rather then an asset. I'll make sure of it. Perhaps you'll find her useful...but if your going to try and kill her I'll take her far away." Kyaka threatened in a voice close to a growl. Then a wicked grin spread over her face. "In fact I'm sure Lord Freeza would be pleased to have a brat more powerful than the princeling on his hands. He's sure to have use for her. I shall take her to him if you don't call it off right now. No brat of mine is going to destroyed."
The King growled in rage for a moment but hearing the threatening tone in her voice and the growl her began to laugh. Which astonished all in the room. "That is how I like 'em. Fiery, you've got spunk warrior. Perhaps you'll pass that on to your unfortunate daughter here. Fine she may live, but she will carry a mark with her all her life and all will know she carries disgrace and misfortune. If she survives and finds a trainer perhaps she will turn out to be something." With that the King stalked up to Kyaka and summoned his ki around his hand making a cutting blade with it. With the power of his ki he cut a small circle on her forehead. "She will bear this circle shaped scar until she dies. If she is lucky she will live to see her first full moon. All will know she carries my ill-will with her."
With that and a final disdainful glance at his own brat he grunted his order to the doctor and turned, his cape flying out behind him, and stalked down the isle. Kyaka smirked and wiped the blood off the infants head. As she did the youngsters eyes flew open and she bit Kyaka's arm hard. Kyaka started to laugh at her child's spunk but abruptly stopped as she saw the color of the brats eyes. Blue. Blue and clear as the midday sky on Lord Freeza's planet. Blue and crystal clear, not dark and smoldering as a Saiyans should be. Kyaka froze her eyes widening horrified. It was not possible, not possible that she carried another sign of ill-will. Blue eyes would immediately bring down suspicion on the brats heritage. Even if it cleared she would be cursed throughout life. The cursed blue eyes denoted weakness. Even if the brat was more powerful the King himself she would be looked on as a weakling. The soft color and soft look they held was hated among Saiyans. The only good thing Kyaka noted about them were that they held no look of softness, only mischief, set into her face was already the saiyan trademark scowl. Perhaps her strength and the scowl would offset the color.
Kyaka scowled heavily at the child and handed it back to the doctor. She watched as the child was sent off to get ready for shipping off planet the next day, to complete her first mission and prove her worth. She scowled deeply and then whipped around, her tail twitching in annoyance and stalked off. The King had been right, that brat would be lucky to see her first full moon, nearly seven years in the future. Kyaka cursed whatever gods might be listening, to allow her child to be born into this. She could only hope her child would die on the mission or come back insanely powerful. With the double signs of ill-will working against her, the Kings mark of warning and the cursed blue eyes. She'd be lucky if she made it three months after returning from her first mission.
