Chapter Three

Space, is very ,very boring. Or maybe tedious is a better word. It's just the same thing over and over. Blackness and stars and if I'm lucky I get to see a quasar or comet every now and then.

Bra stared out her one small window, she hadn't been able to take one of the bigger ships, so she was in Son Goku's ancient pod. She was leery of putting her self into stasis, what if something happened and she was killed in her sleep, or worse.

In a woman's mind, there were fates worse then death.

There was a list of old coordinates in the ships computer but the data was only half complete, some of it had been lost when her mother had acquired the ship to tare it apart. The ship that had been taken to Namek way before she was born had been based on this one.

So she had directions, just no information on where those direction would take her to.

But if she didn't go into stasis, she would go nuts, not to mention she would have to pee really bad the whole trip!

Finally coming to a conclusion, she had the computer bring up a random string of numbers and pushed enter.

"Destination set, beginning sleep cycle in five four three two one…."

Some where else in the vast reaches of space…

Scars covered his face, they glowed dimly in the light of the setting Namekian suns. Giving his hardened face an even more ferocious cast, than the black mop of hair and slanted eyes already did. He watched the glorious twin sun set, as he allowed his mind to wander far away, away from this beautiful planet and it's friendly helpful inhabitants. His mission was finally complete, after decades of searching, a truly lost being wandering the universe.

He wouldn't be lost anymore.

He would finally have a home to return to, a loving mate to share his bed, and hopefully he could finally have little ones running under his feet. He had kept putting it off, telling himself that it would be best to wait, wait until it was all over.

And then it happened.

Zorn could still remember it like it was only a day ago, the pain that had surged threw him as Frezza had plunged a fist into his gut, the rage in King Vegeta's eyes as he tried once again to stand, as his life's blood flowed from his body, the tears the crippled and dying Queen wept at the though of her sweet child being left all alone in the world, being left with that monster.

Zorns fist clenched and unclenched as the memories of that fateful day returned to him as easily as the recollection of his own name.

He buried his scarred face in his equally miss treated hands and tried to stop the emotions from overwhelming him again,

He'd had decades to do that.

When the half dead King had ordered him into the pod and, and with the last of his strength had sent him off into space, he had though him a fool, believing he himself would die soon enough, especially after the destruction of the planet had hit his pod and broken the controls sending glass and metal into is face despite him trying to protect himself with his hands. His ship, with out it's guidance systems had hurtled aimlessly into space. So he had waited simply to die.

He awoke three days later, according to the ships still functioning life system controls, which had slipped his dying body into a comma like state, with his body not needing as much energy to function it had keep him alive. He stared out the small window of the pod and was confronted with nothing but jungle. He lay in his pod for days again waiting for death to claim his aching soul, but days passed and he soon realized that days turned into weeks and it no longer hurt so much to move. To his amazement he realized the whole that damnable lizard had punched threw him was healing! It was nauseating to do so but on inspection he realize that the tyrants small fist had some how managed to miss anything important.

And then hunger finally got to him.

A hunger so powerful he even contemplated eating his own leg. He had taking a spare long sleeved suit out of the pod and gingerly put that on, knowing the material covering his wounds would better keep them clean and help them heal. He left his broken and bloody armor in the ship, not wanting to feel that whole against his still aching flesh. He wanted no reminders right now of what happened, he knew he would have to think about it eventually but right now, he just wanted something to eat.

He pulled his battered body threw the thick , lush foliage, and noted with displeasure that a few drops of blood were rubbing of onto leaves. He paused, taking in a deep breath, desperately seeking the smell of water. There was no doubt in his mind a thick jungle like this would have animal life and in his state the last thing he needed was to come across something bigger than him.

And hungrier than him.

Zorn was broken out of his memories by a flash of golden light as the final sun plunged beneath the horizon.

"so long ago, I can't believe it was so long ago" Zorn had spent countless years on that jungle planet, with out another sentient being for company. He had occupied his time by trying to repair his ship after his wounds had heal. He ran a hand threw his dark locks which would resemble another certain saiya-jin except the weary Zorn had even more ebony spikes sticking up and out from his head. Like it always did, his hand traveled down to his left cheek to trace over the scares left there. He hated them not for vanity's sake, but for the fact that they would always remind him.

Remind him of his kings desperate eyes and his Queens anguished tears, remind him that he was too weak to do anything about it.

He was too weak. They had all been too weak.

The second sun had all ready began to rise again over the horizon. Another deep shuddering breath and Zorn decided it was time , time to finally bring his people back to life…

Gah! I'm sorry this is so late…and so short but it will get better I promise I just haven't gotten to the pie part yet, oh and believe me you want this pie…

If your wondering where this sudden story jump came from it's actually an entirely different story I'm writing but this scene just fits here and it will help resolve a few issues, yes I am aware of the one year wish rule about resurrection and such but this is fiction and the rules were meant to be broken MWAHAHAHAA!

*coughs*

Oh and thanks to the babe who keeps nagging my pathetic ass to get in gear and keep writing,