Spirit of a Warrior
Chapter Two
First Mission


The child glanced around the large white room. On all its wall there were chutes with small round, pod shaped space ships sitting in them, ready for launch. Most were quite plain but some bore emblems on them. The cart the small black haired, blue eyed Saiyan child was riding in held five other small Saiyan infants. All either bawling or snarling to themselves. Each of them had coal black eyes, smoldering with rage, as a Saiyans eyes ought to. Her eyes did not smolder, but they held plenty of rage and mischief in them, but the clear color of her eyes was noticed before the emotion they held.

Many older Saiyans stared at the one child who was not bawling or snarling, but simply taking in her surroundings with an air that said 'This is my world, I must know everything about it.' But mostly they stared at her blue eyes. Those clear blue orbs were a sign of weakness. Most shook their heads and walked on. If only they'd known she was by far the most powerful of the bunch. The female doctor shook her head at those who shook theirs, only the few with scouters noticed the brats unusually high power. They all cocked an eye at her as they passed. They all noticed the circle, a scar already forming, on her forehead. The King had passed around word that ill-will would follow the child throughout life. This made every Saiyan passing wary of her.

The doctor stopped her cart of infants in a special docking bay with even smaller capsules, each marked with the Saiyan emblem. A couple of small male and female scientists adjusted their coordinates. The doctor went the down the row and sat each brat into one of the pods. She checked their destinations and placed the final brat into its pod. The young brats, no its name was Siconja. Siconja's crystal blue eyes blinked up at the doctor as she smirked at it. With a confidant shake of her head she closed the capsule, confidant that the child would become great. Despite the twin marks of ill-will and shame, the Kings circle and the blue eyes, this child would be great. Siconja, this niece of hers, would be great.

With that the scientists in charge pushed the button for takeoff. The female doctor, Torna-Hi-Farie, stepped back and watched her niece take off for Planet Wouyio. On her way, towards greatness, her future, her destiny.

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The pod blasted through space at a slow rate. No need to hurry young Saiyans to their mission. They needed to be taught something of their peoples ways before they landed to fight and conquer the planet. Yes, they had time, time enough for the brat to grow and absorb knowledge as it slept. And so the gas inside the pod was activated and the clear blue eyed child, dubbed Siconja, closed her soon weary eyes and fell into a deep sleep. As she did the onboard computer switched on and began drilling the traditions of her race into her head. Simple combat techniques, rituals performed while conquering planets, and how to forage for food if no plentiful meat source can be found.

As the onboard computer went through its preprogrammed cycle the circle shaped scar on the child's forehead began to glow in a semi-gold light and the whole pod filled with a soft light. Instead of going straight into survival techniques and battle techniques it started on mythology. The legend of the long ago Saiyan Kingdom and its Queen.....

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One Year later

The little girl, now a year old, blinked open her spectacularly blue eyes and looked around. She was in a small space, all white except for what looked like some sort of console in front of her. Her black hair was growing out and now fell to her shoulders, some of it fell in her face falling all over the place till it reached the center where it parted to reveal a circle shaped scar there. The girl ran her fingers over it wondering what it was. Just the she heard a hissing noise. She was startled and jumped hitting her head hard. The front of the pod opened to reveal that it was sitting in the middle of a huge crater. The little girl blinked and struggled to get up, finding it difficult to do so.

As she stepped out of the pod she looked up to see a group of strange looking creatures staring down at her. The creatures seemed to see something disturbing because the squeaked and pointed at something right behind her. She turned about and caught glimpse of a tail, her tail, it dawned on her. One of the creatures squeaked out what sounded like "Saiyan!" At that they all ran off. The little girl was very confused, who was she? More importantly where was she?

Then a noise behind her caught her attention. The computer seemed to be making the noise and then it said something in a mechanical voice. "Siconja-Arura-Faire. Your mission is to destroy the inhabitants of this planet. Repeat, your mission is to destroy the inhabitants of this planet." The girl, who had just been called Siconja, blinked for a second at the computer and then her eyes flashed and darkened to navy blue. Her tail automatically uncoiled from around her waist where she had it wrapped and flicked mischievously. She proceeded out of the huge crater her ship had made and began to search for food and wood for some sort of fire, night was coming on.

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Two Hours Later

Siconja, the little girl, sat staring at her fire munching on a small bird, the only thing she'd managed to catch. Her pod's computer was turned on and she was listening to it tell her about Saiyan culture. At the moment it was covering Saiyan mating rites and rituals, a topic one might think she didn't need to know as of yet. She stared thoughtfully up into the sky as she absorbed the information it was spitting out. It got around to talking about bonding between Saiyan's and she turned her head to stare at it. "Bonding between Saiyan males and females is rare if not impossible. But yet a strange and rare bond does occasionally form between Saiyan's. Most refer to this occurrence as 'Soul Bonding' And is rightly named. Rarely two Saiyan's will form a strong bond unknowingly and they never realize it until they mate. The 'mating' symbolizes that the 'Soul Bond' is indeed present and a generally the pair makes a small crescent shaped bite mark somewhere on the others body. This mark symbolizes the 'Soul Bond'." Siconja turned her gaze towards the sky, her eyes had long since cooled to a content crystal blue. They darkened or lightened according to her emotions.

She had spent the evening pondering how to go about her commands. How exactly did one go about killing all intelligent life on a planet. The most appealing idea was to simply attack them by surprise and blow them all up, one city or village at a time. Still she was rather akin to the idea of killing each one slowly, but that didn't seem efficient. An inborn knowledge of fighting and killing was surfacing in her mind. And the computers teaching were sinking in as she stalked about her camp, the computer shutting off as she left it.

She used the crater as her training ground for the next few days. Practicing techniques and honing her skills. Being able to control her power more efficiently each day. Soon enough she discovered she could create energy in her hands and throw it at things, generally blowing them up.

Eventually she started to venture out, occasionally meeting up with the inhabitants of the planet. When she did their lives ended with a quick twist of their necks. One day she came upon a city. It was built like nothing she had ever seen before, a fortress of sorts. In front of the gate there were two of the creatures she had seen upon her arrival. They were chatting nonchalantly to each other. Siconja crept closer inexpertly, that's when the pair spotted her.

"EEEEEEHHYYYY! SAIYAN!" One of them yelled as ran inside the gate. The other ran at her brandishing his sword. Siconja made a vain attempt at dodging but his sword hit its mark and sliced across her face, leaving a wound of her left check with that the rage built up inside her and her eyes flashed navy blue. At the next swing Siconja leapt and spun in the air landing lithely on top of the warrior's head. Her speed was amazing as she made her next move. Swinging round to land a kick she slammed the back of her foot into his face causing him to leap back and grab his face, now heavily bleeding.

At that moment about five hundred warriors chose to burst out of the gate and the young Saiyan was trapped. So she did what Saiyan did best when trapped. She fought.
Her mind snapped somewhere during all that confusion and her body was enveloped in a white aura. With a final scream a huge energy beam pulsated out from her entire body and flew away from her totally uncontrolled.

For a few moments she lay on the ground, where the aftershock had thrown her. But after that she blinked up at the mid day sky confused. Hoping to her feet she looked around herself, where had the large fortress gone? She stared blankly at the space around her, bodies littered the ground. 'Oh well! Plenty of food!' she thought happily to herself and picked up one of the bodies and began to dragging it to her camp.

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Four Years Later....

Siconja happily swung the body of one of the alien creatures over her shoulder to roast for dinner. At long last she seemed to be running out of food on this planet. She hummed contentedly to herself as she found her campfire at long last. She'd had to move several times over the years but she'd finally returned to her original camp, where her ship still was. She'd had enough food over the past years but she was beginning to become bored with these fights. These creatures weren't much a challenge to her growing urge to fight.

She sighed and held out a hand to the pile of wood in the center of her camp, with a burst of energy she lite a fire and tossed the body over it. A flame reached out a touched her foot, at which she screamed. "SHIT!!!" She screamed hoping around the camp site. In her rage she blasted a tree before she finally calmed down. By then her dinner was nearly burnt, so she sat down to crunch away at the long awaited food.

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Two Days Later....

Siconja was roaming around the forest looking for food, no less. Not only was her food supply running short but her suit barely fit her fast growing body anymore. She then arrived in a clearing that had never been there before. She stared around it and saw, to her great delight, a dead fawn lying in the center. Her Saiyan hunger sparked she ran towards it, triggering a trap. Her ankle was snagged and she was pulled about fifty feet up in the air. She promptly began to screech her anger. "DAMN IT!!! PUT ME DOWN!!!" She failed her limbs around uselessly, pounding her fists into midair. Then the small clearing filled with the alien creatures she'd been slaughtering all year long.

They began to talk in their strange language, every once in a while she overheard the word 'Saiyan'. Then a murderous gleam filled their eyes and the one closest to her stepped forward. An evil grin spread across its face and it pulled out a sword. And with that they surrounded her and pulled her down.

And that's when the fight of Siconja's life began. After what seemed like hours the young Saiyan was exhausted. She barely had strength to stand, and the creatures were closing in. She closed her eyes in frustration. Her entire mind was filled with the pain and frustration she was feeling and suddenly a strange glow began around her body. The cut on her forehead was bleeding, forming a bloody red circle. Then the circle lite up with golden light and filled in, leaving a glowing golden circle on her forehead, resembling a full moon. Then Siconja began to scream, and as she continued to scream the glow around her turned lilac and it grew stronger. As her whole being focussed on her pain the beam grew to enfulge the entire planet. The bright light even penetrated the darkness of space and there was a flash.

When the blinding light faded Siconja was alone. She blinked and look around her. Somehow she knew that there was not one living thing left on the planet. Then she looked down and saw that she was dressed in a flowing lilac dress the fell loosely around her ankles, the bodice tight. On her wrist there was ruby bracelet. And as she ran her hand over her hair she found it was neatly pulled back into two round buns, with the tiny bits that were left hanging in ponytails from them. And she knew whatever had formed on her forehead was still there. She look at her fingers, that had grazed her forehead as they passed. Blood stained them. She stared for a moment then moaned and fell to the ground, her body still shimmering with energy.

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Far Away

The young Lord Freeza stared, rather bored, at the view screen in front of him. Besides his forces attacking a nerby planet, there was nothing much going on in the galaxy at the time. 'Aren't those damn Saiyans doing anything right now? I thought they had a couple brats in this galaxy!' He looked away let out a noise that was half sigh and half grumble. Then he looked back at the view screen and blinked. Then he looked again.

There was a huge power reading coming from the fifth planet from this star. He focussed the scanners on that planet. It was called Wouyio. The Saiyans had been slated to send a brat there to dominate about five years ago. If things had gone well the brat had been expected to return within the next two years. Most likely towards the end of the second year. And the readings on this power were nothing like anything he'd seen before. This wasn't a normal ki that was for sure. It didn't seem to be ki at all actually. Something more. Then it faded and was only still existent on one point of the planet. It concentrated on the only living being, a Saiyan. Then that too was gone, though the Saiyan was seemingly still alive.

He made a noise of astonishment then he pulled up the Infant Registry on Vajiita-sei. The screen blinked in protest as he overrode the protection the Saiyan doctors had on the system. Then he looked up the last set of 'births'. There were a couple from the last year and the ones in between but the large majority was the product of the last Saiyan mating season. He snorted in detest and pulled up only the infants that had been born during that year. They all concentrated midyear and he began to scan the planets they had been assigned too. A few had already been confirmed dead, but most were as of yet unconfirmed.

Finally he found the registry for the brat sent to Wouyio. 'Siconja-Arura-Farie eh? The name of a princess given to a second class brat.' But as he read on and found Kyaka's name he smirked, she'd was a fiery one, had even argued his orders to his face. He'd liked her, the first Saiyan monkey he'd ever taken a liking to. Then he saw something that made him smirk even more. She'd been marked. Nearly disgraced at 'birth'. Her power had exceeded to princelings, who'd been 'born' the same day as she. Instead of disgracing her the king had made a circle shaped cut on her forehead and decreed that if she came back that the cut would be sign of ill-will.

'The Kings pride getting the better of him again I suppose. When she gets back to Vajiita-sei I'm going to have to send someone to take a look at her.' She was powerful, dangerously powerful. If he didn't watch his back she'd use that power against him. But if he was careful, he could ensnare her and use that power for his own devices. She could be very useful, especially if she was more powerful then the prince.

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Far away from the fallen saiyan the scanners on her pod finally detected that there was no more life on the planet save its saiyan occupant. A small light flicked on and the craft began to beep softly, signaling Vejiita-sei. When the girl awoke she would make her way back to the ship eventually, which would automatically take her home.

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A Year Later...

Siconja wandered blankly around the planet for a long time before she found her way back to her ship. For the world of her she couldn't figure out what was going on. Where had they all gone? Then she spotted her crater. And her sharp hearing picked up the soft beeping. She crept foreword to investigate. She could see the pulsing light inside but there was seemingly no threat. She stepped inside to look for its source and it a sudden snap, the door closed behind her. She et out a surprised snarl and turned around, just in time to feel the pods engines firing.

Soon she was staring out into the blankness of space. She sat down with her head in her hands and scowled heavily for a while before the sleep bath was activated. A soft mist covered the inside of the pod and the saiyan girl dropped off to sleep. She wouldn't awaken till the pod reached her home planet. An unsure future still lying ahead, and it was waiting for her there...