Chapter 4

A couple hours passed at the island house and Katrina still had no clue who brought her here or why she was here. She didn't exactly get much info out of her new housemates, but they certainly asked a lot of questions.

"So how old are you?"

"Seventeen. I'll be eighteen in a few months."

The man called Roshi kind of scooted towards her a bit as his face turned the color of a strawberry. Katrina could tell what he was getting at, so before he got any closer, she stood up and began pacing around the room. "You still can't tell me anything, can you?" She asked.

"Nope. Sorry. If it were my choice, I'd tell you. But apparently Pi—um...I mean the guy who brought you here wants to tell you himself."

"And when is he supposed to be here?"

"I'm not exactly su—" Krillin stopped and suddenly looked out the window. Roshi did the same, his brow furrowed in concentration. "Never mind. He's coming." He didn't sound too happy about it either.

Katrina was awfully confused, but she guessed that the guy who was coming would tell her everything that she needed to know. Her daydreaming mind got the best of her, as she quickly sketched a picture in her mind of the man who basically saved her life, for lack of a better term.

She pictured him young, but still older than her, or at least older looking. She imagined black hair freshly cut, and deep black eyes. Muscles were built slightly, but just enough to make him look strong. He would have a good looking face too, a face that would make her knees buckle. He would be her "Knight in Shining Armor", and he would understand her. He wouldn't push her away.

Very anxious now that she compiled his entire personality, she walked outside and waited on the golden sand for her prince to come. She looked for an air car or a boat, but she saw nothing except a black dot in the sky.

But very quickly, that black dot became a figure of a person. Ok, so he's wearing a jet-pack. It's common. She thought and couldn't wait to see who this mystery figure was.

Krillin and Roshi joined her on the golden sand. "Yep. That's him all right. Same grouchy face."

The man in the sky soon touched down in front of them. He stared at Katrina for a second as if waiting for a response to something. Then he looked over at Krillin and Roshi. "You didn't tell her anything, did you?" He said in a low, gruff voice.

"We didn't say a word about anything." Krillin said, and Katrina could hear that he gulped afterwards.

Katrina could only stare at the man before her...if he was a man. This was not her "Knight in Shining Armor"; this being was not her "Prince Charming". He wasn't anything...except tall and green.

That's right. His skin was tainted a bright green, and it stood out well against the dark purple gi that he was wearing. It was similar to Krillin's, except that this man had no symbol on the chest part of it. He wore pointed brown boots, and a blue belt. His turban was white with a large purple stone on the top. It looked rather heavy, but it looked like nothing compared to what was on his shoulders. The neck part was fluffed, but the rest stuck out like defected football shoulder pads. A long white cape was attached as well, and it barely moved in the soft breeze.

On top of having green skin, his muscles were a bright pink and they were outlined in red. His face was set in a mean glare, and it looked incapable of making a smile. He had no eyebrows, but rather large eye ridges. His nose was pointed, and his lips were thin, but the thing that stuck out the most were his pointed ears. They framed his face and gave him the total alien look. But for some reason, she was not afraid.

His face actually seemed...familiar.

He caught her study and glared for a moment, but then returned his to his conversation with Krillin. "How long has she been awake?"

"About half the day now. She's been sleeping since you brought her here."

"Good, then she's well rested and ready." He looked at her again. "You don't talk much, do you?"

"I learned not to talk to strangers...or kidnappers."

"Kidnapper?" He seemed a bit taken aback by this word, but he quickly regained his posture. "So I'm a kidnapper, am I?"

"Well what do you think? You took me off the street in the middle of the morning with plenty of people around. They'll be looking for you—"

"Just like they'll be looking for you?" He shot back at her.

Katrina's eyes widened, then she narrowed them and turned away. "Shut up, that's none of your business." She hissed quietly.

She heard him grunt as if to say "Fine, have it your way, but I'll find out eventually."

"So what's gonna happen now?" Krillin asked.

"I told you already, I'll take her into the mountains to train with Gohan." He said.

Katrina turned back around. "What? I'm not going anywhere until I know what's going on!" She shouted. "Tell me who you are and what you want with me!" She then demanded.

His eyes seemed to flicker, but maybe it was just the sunlight. Never again would she forget these words that this flying man said: "My name is Piccolo, and we need you to save the world."