I feel sleepy…
My eyes opened up by themselves. I look around. Where… am I?

"Listen everybody, i - it's Frieza! He's coming for us!" I looked and saw a man standing there. His armor was smashed and he looked like he'd been in a really big fight.
"Frieza?" I don't understand. Isn't Frieza my name?
"Us?"
"You mean you, right?" some other people said. I looked around. They all had furry tails. What… where they?
"Bardock gets his tail whipped and it's the end of the world, right?" the crowd started laughing at the man.
"Welcome to the real world, buddy boy!"
"It hurts, don't it?" there was more laughter.
"Fools, you're all DEAD!" the man shouted. Everybody fell silent. I looked at him. Dead? Why?
"He's on his way!" he shouted.
"Frieza's on his way…?" but… wasn't I Frieza?
"C'mon Bardock..."
"Fine! Believe what you wanna believe, but I'm gonna try and stop him!" he left the room.
"Hey!" I ran after the man.

"Hey, mister!" my voice sounds strange.
"Huh?" he turned around to look at me. He seemed angry. "What do you want?!" he growled. "Beat it, kid!"
"Kid?!"
"I'm not a kid!" I frowned.
"I don't care! Just clear off!"
"Wait – who's Frieza?" I asked. "I thought MY name was Frieza!"
"What?" now he was even more annoyed. "Get real! Frieza isn't even a saiyan name!"
"Saiyan…?"
"Listen kid, I'm in a hurry, so why don't you just go back home to your parents or whoever it is that lets you wander around like this, and keep out of my way!" he ran off.
"Wait!" I went after him. "Bardock! That's your name, right?"
"Yeah, that's – arg!" he stopped. I watched him, he was… talking to thin air?
"Yes, you're my son…"
"Huh?" I studied him. "What –"
"Arr!" he leaned forward, panting. I ran over to him.
"Are you okay?"
"You're still following me?" he snapped as he got back up.
"Who's Frieza?" I protested. "Where am I?!"
"Planet Vegeta, where else would you be?!"
"Planet Vegeta…?"
"Frieza is the guy that's gonna blow this place up if I don't do something – so fuck off and let me go!" he ran off.
"Wait! Planet Vegeta! I recognize that name!" I called after him.
"Well done!" he called back, and disappeared from my sight.

"But…" I fell to my knees. I'm so confused… I recognize that name. But I don't know where from. Bardock… Are these all my memories? Where am I? Even if I knew the name, I don't recognize this part of Planet Vegeta. I swear I've never been here before…
So where did this memory come from…?

I looked at the floor, and my eyes widened. What happened to my feet?! They were supposed to be metallic! I stood up, and moved my tail round the front of my face to look at it. That wasn't metal, either! It was covered in pink scales, except for the tip, which looked like some sort of muscle-armor.
I looked at my hands. They were light pink – and both were coated with skin.
I know my face is blue. I'm scared, what's happened to me?! I have to find a mirror! I ran back down the stairs I'd followed Bardock up.

I couldn't find one anywhere, so I stopped to ask the first person I saw.
"Excuse me, umm… do you happen to have a mirror with you?"
"A mirror?" the woman said.
"I need one! I have to see my reflection!" I protested.
"Gee, you're a little in love with yourself, aren't you?" she commented. "Well, I have one with me. It's only small and –"
"It'll do!"
She got it out and handed it to me. I looked at my face. I saw my own eyes widened.
"Huh?!"
I was…. Pink! I was wearing some kind of white helmet with a purple thing on it and black horns growing out. I had dark scales down the sides of my face, they went up to the black line I used to have on the left-hand-side of my face, and the metal I had on the right-hand-side. I still had black lips and red eyes, but there was something different…
I wasn't afraid of my reflection anymore. The eyes didn't scared me that they had done last time.
"You done yet? I have somewhere to be." The woman said.
"But – what's going on?!" I cried as I gave her the mirror back. I grabbed my horns. "What are these?! I'm not supposed to look like this!"
"Those would be your hair." The woman replied like I was an idiot.
"And newsflash, we're not all super models. Geez, if you're like this now, just wait 'til you start aging, kid. It'll blow your mind." She walked away.
"But…" my head started to hurt.

"Ow…" I feel dizzy…
I shook my head to shake the dizziness away, but it didn't work. I… I can't concentrate…
I fell down, and everything went black.
~
And now I'm awake. I can see the bedside table next to me, I'm right on the edge of my bed.
"My hair…?" I mumbled. "I don't have any hair…" couldn't she see that? Didn't she realize I had horns? And why did her and that guy both think I was a kid? And my body…
"What…?" I sat up and rubbed my eyes. I feel a little better now. It was just a dream. But… what a weird one. It was like… half of it was memories, and the other half, something else. I don't know how to explain it. Bardock… Planet Vegeta… they're both names I recognize. But I don't remember that building, and I don't remember that woman either.
I looked at my metal hand. It was still metal. I checked my tail, too. That was metal as well.
I yawned. I want to check my body again, just to make sure I still look the same.

So I did. I stood up and walked over to the mirror. I studied my body. It was exactly the same as before. Then I looked into the reflection's eyes. And I'm afraid.
I stepped back, away from that monster. I fell onto the bed. It's still staring at me. That creature…
Get it away! What does it want?! It's… glaring at me! No, it's smirking! I'm afraid!
"Father!" I screamed. No, he's not my father. I remember that from before. "Kold!"
"What is it?" Kold rushed into my bedroom.
"What's that thing?!" I gasped. He followed my gaze, and then looked at me.
"It's just your reflection, son."
"No!" I closed my eyes. But I can still feel the monster staring at me. "It's not me!"
"Son," Kold laughed. "It's your reflection. Look, mine's there, too."

I looked at the mirror. No… that thing, it's…
I'm so afraid… It's terrifying me! Those eyes…
Let me out! I don't want to be with it. I want to run away!

So I did. I ran straight out of the room.