Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ…duh. If I did I'd be filthy, stinkin, rich!
The cold was everywhere, but it shouldn't be cold, it should be hot! I was in HLIF; I should be burning in pain! But no, I was in a relaxing coolness and I sighed as I fought to open my eyes…but wait! In HLIF I was just a cloud with no ability to see or to hear, only the ability to feel the pain of my punishment! What I saw proved that HLIF had only found a new way to punish me. Before me stood Zarbon…they had saved me?
I tried to move, tried to do anything, but I couldn't even control my motor functions as I floated in a….what the? I wasn't in a regeneration tank, I was in an infant gestation tube! It took a second for me to realize what had happened…I had been cloned and for some reason my soul was allowed to return to my…regrown body. I was trapped in the body of a CHIBI!!! I began to thrash as best I could, this was bad…VERY bad. I watched as Freiza approached my tube, he was smiling.
"Welcome back Sala, I was getting worried," he chuckled. I watched as the monstrous lizard came closer and I narrowed by eyes at him. "We're going to be putting you in cold storage until we can get a sample of the dear Ouji's blood, then we'll let you grow. Until then…sleep." I realized that my vision was getting blurry and I tried to hiss as I slowly fell under the spell of the drug.
Time passes without me being able to realize it.
I often wake and see Zarbon or Freiza looking in on me.
I can hear conversations.
The Ouji is an adult.
The Saiyans have lost one of their kind, only two remain…or so they believe.
The Ouji is wounded and the last of his kind!
Freiza is on Namek.
Freiza is dead! The Ouji is missing!!
I am to be killed unless Freiza is found.
They have rebuilt Freiza!!
We are going to find the Ouji.
There was a loud explosion.
I am the only living thing and I am deep under ground.
There is a great battle above me. I hear the voice…it…it sounds like the Ouji!
I sleep.
I look up around me and I see the little boy with purple hair staring back at me. He looks confused as if he expected something else. I blink and he starts shouting, it doesn't matter as I close my eyes…I am too tired to keep this up…so tired…so tired.