Urgh…even if I do it won't seem to work, you humans are so exhausting wait that energy, no, no, no…not them, not the Ginyu force. Horrified, I stumble back, my body shaking at the strong senses of Ki arriving on this planet, my ears hearing the crash as I feel the faint vibrations of pods crashing down on Namek. No, no, no!

"Ginyu force?" Bulma questions snapping me out of my dread.

"Ginyu force…there a group of strong fighters similar in strength to Vegeta and I as much as I hate to say it some even stronger. We can't take on people of the same level as us not if we're outnumbered we'll be fatigued. Listen to me Bulma I promise you, we won't harm you and your friends, even the halfbreed but you got to give me that dragon ball." Stoically, I explain to her calmly, trying to hold back my dread.

"And why would I do that?" Scowling, Bulma scoffs.

"Because if you want to live you will need Vegeta and I immortal for that to be so." Sternly, I state the fact.

"No way I'm using it save Yamcha!" Defiantly, she screams wrapping her arms around the ball making me groan at the useless effort.

"Who?" I question the name lost to me.

"The guy you killed!" She screams tears in her eyes making me groan.

"Which one!?" I demand form her; I killed a lot of people.

"The one who you killed first!" She cries.

"Oh the cocky guy, if he wasn't so weak and cocky he wouldn't have died." Simply, I shrug.

"He was defending his home and his friends and you killed him!" She accuses sticking her tongue at me as I stare blankly at her ready to just end her right there and then.

"He wasn't strong enough like how none of us will be strong enough to defeat the Ginyu force without the dragon balls." I try to reason to her.

"What about that form you turned into you destroyed that alien, you nearly destroyed the planet!" She argues my eyes wide at the memory.

"That…look I can't bring that out I don't even know how I managed that transformation…" Struggling, I try to explain to her scowling at my powerless.

"You don't?" Surprised, she blinks.

"Look I don't even know what that was but if it's what I think it was I wish I could control that power but I can't. Hence why we need immortality to destroy Frieza, to destroy the Ginyu force and achieve our power." I confess to her.

"So what then destroy earth again? What is your goal? Why are you going to such means?" She demands as I feel myself flinch, turning away.

"It's none of your business." Coldly, I deny her, she would never understand, she has her people, we have no one, she has her culture, we have nothing but remnants of a dying culture, withering away day by day.

"It does if it involves missing out the revival of the love of my life, I can't revive Yamcha!" Crying, she huffs.

"You can do it next year or something," I mutter dismissing such a trivial dream.

"No it can't there's a time limit the dragon can only bring back people who died within a year!" She reveals making me hiss, feeling a faint flinch of pain at the truth.

"Wow, seriously? Those rules are a bit…" I mutter glancing to the side.

"Annoying?" Bulma sighs.

"Specific." I correct her, pained I turn away. Guess there goes my idea of bringing back the Saiyans…Disappointed, I shake my head only then to feel a familiar power level approaching as I grab the dragon ball making her squeak back from my sheer strength as I approach, startling the Halfling and bald one.

"Miss me?" Cheekily, I smirk at their terrified expressions as I turn to Vegeta.

"Hardly," Vegeta huffs as I chuckle.

"I see great minds think alike," I glance at the group.

"Indeed." Vegeta nods his head bitterly.

"So the Ginyu force are really here," Dreadful, I sigh.

"Why else would we work with these fools?" Vegeta scoffs.

"True, true, I mean why would we work with a halfbreed? We must be separate." Annoyed, I mutter.

"I'm right here!" It speaks out.

"We know boy," Icily, I rebuke making it flinch.

"I am not a-"

"We don't have time follow me!" Vegeta insists as I nod, all four of us leaving behind a screaming Bulma protesting but it falls to deaf ears as we head off, ready to perform this ritual, to take on Frieza, to take back our pride and to give vengeance to our people.

"And this is why we don't rely on Halflings and puny humans," Exasperated, I sigh shaking my head at the powerless Krillin and Halfling, Krillin about to be impaled by a wooden spear after Guldo uses his time freezing power to freeze them bow to levitate the stick to impale Krillin.

"Agreed." Vegeta nods firing his blast, beheading Guldo making us both chuckle as we land, my feet kicking Guldo up and down like a football, snickering at the mortified expressions of the others.

"Guess you weren't ahead of the game Guldo," Snidely, I remark as Guldo glares at Vegeta and I always hating Vegeta's disobedience and how I would remain by Vegeta's side, bailing him out typically.

"T- That was dirty, Vegeta! Release your dog!" Guldo demands making Vegeta and I share a look snickering.

"She isn't my dog." Vegeta confirms.

"T- This was supposed to be a fight between me and those kids," Guldo hisses as I stop in my tricks deciding to add further pressure to the head making him cry out in agony as I chuckle at his struggle.

"That's something that you guys decided for yourselves, not us." Vegeta corrects him.

"You think there's no such thing as fighting duty in war, war was created to fight dirty fool!" Proudly, I scold him, pressing down further on his head, hearing the faint crunch of bones as he releases another cry making me chuckle when noting the pale expression of both the Halfling and Krillin. "T- To think that I would be done in by some lowbrow monkey bastard Saiyans like you two. It's infuriating," Seething, he spits out those words to us making us scoff.

"Hmph. You're the last person I want to hear that from." Vegeta aims.

"Besides this coming from the beheaded fool." I add as I kick the head up, hearing Vegeta's blasts explode, killing Guldo, the weakest link now we have the big boys to take care of, which will not be easy.

"Who would have thought we'd ever be saved by you two?" Weakly, Krillin smiles as Ginyu stares at us with Baldy approaching with the Halfling. "Thanks," Grateful, the Halfling smiles at us only to falter and flinch back from my narrowed glare disgust evident in my eyes holding in the urge to kill the monstrosity and disappointment to our people before me, we need him, he has a use we are very, very desperate.

"Oh it would seem they have misunderstood," I point out to Vegeta nodding his head.

"Do you think I deliberately rescued you? We just had the perfect chance to kill that grubby bastard Guldo, that's all. This is no time to be feeling relieved. Brace yourselves. We won't get lucky this time," Vegeta warns the two as we turn to sweat drop at the group, mourning over the loss of their routine rather than there team mate, not that I can blame them, Guldo is worth nothing, he's of negative value, anything could be better than that waste of space.

"We'll have to have Commander Ginyu think up a new pose for the four of us. Putting that aside, we have to decide who is going to take out those two runts in Guldo's place!"

"I still get Vegeta, you know!" The dumb oaf known as the most power fullest one, the Nappa of the group you would say reminds them.

All right, Jeice, rock-paper-scissors with me! The scaly one barks as I sigh, having never really remembered their name, none of them intriguing me enough to recall their names, considering Vegeta did most of the talking when we were with Frieza unless of course he got in trouble then I had to speak up to make sure we both wouldn't die.

"Okay! First time is rock! Rock-scissors-paper! Tie, go again! Tie, go again! Tie, go again! Tie, go again! Tie, go again! Tie, go again!"

"W- what could those people be thinking?" The Halfling questions baffled by their childish antics of decision making. "Yeah I can't figure out their character one bit," Krillin confesses as tiredly, I watch from the side-lines.

"Tie, go again! Tie, go again! Tie, go again!" Finally, the scaly creature is victorious and the real hell starts now…

"Vegeta…what have you done!?" Seething, I scream at the moron having his impatience take over as he fires a deadly killer blast and does a barrage of attack at Recoome, only leading to the debris to lift unveiling the heavy veil of some from his attacks to reveal bloodied Recoome posing, bloodied sure but overall unfazed by the attacks. Horrified, I feel a wave of dread hit me as Vegeta is then beaten to a bloodied pulp, no matter how hard he tries, he is easily overpowered by the sheer brute strength of Recoome as he is hit into the waters of the battlefield and that's when I turn to Chase deciding to go after the halfbreed after winning his rock paper scissors but not for long.

Swiftly, I fire my blast as the halfbreed screams, a part of me tempted to watch him die but I hold it in restraining that effort as Chase turns to me surprised.

"Elery...you were always the fastest of the Saiyans but nothing compared to me!" Proudly, Chaser declares as I stand before the halfbreed.

"Thank you…" Grateful, the Halfling smiles at me with Krillin, only for them both to flinch from my glare.

"Do not mention it. Trust me when I say that." Coldly, I bark at them making them flinch as I turn to him.

"I'm surprised to find you protecting a Halfling considering your track record of killing them," Jeice points out.

"Trust me you're not the only one," Grumbling, I huff as Burter strikes, getting a few blows with his speed as I try to block and counter a few until eventually kicking him in the chest surprising him as I use his stomach as a platform springing myself off of him for distance, firing a few ki blasts which he easily misses and manoeuvres around getting closer to me as Recoome then focuses on Krillin and the Halfling. Smirking, I continue the fight, leading the speedster far from the balls of light tracking down his heat signature as we continue fighting until eventually I reel my fist back impaling him in the chest breaking his armour as saliva spits out from his opened mouth, curling over my shoulder from the deadly hit as I push him back.

"You…"

"Rainfall…" I whisper smirking as I click my fingers, Burter's eyes widening to find the thunderstorm of arrows all around him, filled with ki blasts, ready to be triggered and fired aimed at him.

"Ah ha you think you can challenge me in dodging I am the fastest in the universe!" Proudly, he declares as I smirk, my lips tasting the trail of iron making me lick my busted lip stinging as I slam my palm down on the rock terrain beneath me.

"Let's see you prove that then!" I roar as the arrows of ki blasts rain down upon him creating a storm of smoke and debris, hearing the shocked inhale of breath to find him unfazed gloating, arms crossed as he is pinned down.

"Hah none of them hit me!"

"Who said I was trying to hit you?" Slyly, I smirk.

"H-ARGHH!" Screaming, he releases a cry of agony as I dive down, kneeing him in the chest making purple spew out of his mouth as I deliver a barrage of kicks and punches to the defenceless pined man, seething beneath me as I continue my onslaught unaware of the one sided battle between the Halfling, the human and Vegeta having returned to battle after dealt a devastating blow to Recoome making me smirk, I knew he wasn't dead the fool's too stubborn to die. But…

"I'm glad your back Vegeta," Shocked we watch as Vegeta is pried off as he is slammed into the ground, his head encased into the ground from being smashed into the ground leaving only his twitching legs left as now its Recoome versus the human and Halfling, this does not look good. I have to do something, I watch as Recoome pulls Vegeta out of the ground calling him a vegetable ready to finish him of as he poses.

"Krillin, it…" I turn to the two heaving, briefly grimacing at the exhaustion taking its toll on me from the use of ki blasts.

"Y-Yeah," Krillin responds as they turn to me.

"Listen to me, you two need to strike at Recoome, I'll get the prince out of there." I tell them the plan.

"And we should trust you? How can we!?" It scowls.

"I have no other choice. The prince is in trouble and I refuse to let him die." I tell them how it is.

"You care for that jerk?" Krillin glares.

"That jerk is my friend and it's my job. You got it…" Sternly, I snap at them.

"Y-Yeah okay!" Scared, the two chorus.

"That means you two Halfling no running away and crying out of fear." I order them.

"I won't." It promises.

"You did it once who's to say you won't do it again…" Snidely, I remind him making him flinch.

"Okay let's do this…" Krillin steps forward.

"Good, now!" Swiftly, I order pouncing off Chase unaware of the sound of a blade being pulled as I release a small gasp of both shock and pain as I dart over to Vegeta, Recoome releasing his beam at Vegeta, only for the Halfling and Krillin to strike. Urgently, I grab the prince, dodging the blast as I use my body covering him from the flare of the blast, the sheer devastation creating sparks of power as it subsides and I roll over, releasing a stinging hiss of pain, my shaking hand reaching to my bloodied torso, feeling the faint dampness of the warm liquid as I rip out one of my many ki arrows, given to me courtesy of that reptilian ass as he removes himself from my key bindings.

"A good tactic but that's pretty low coming from a saiyan Elery," He taunts me as I give him the simple middle finger, hissing.

"You idiot! What were you thinking? Instead of coming after me you three should have used the opportunities to finish off Recoome! Ah damn it you think he's going to let his guard down again! Now look at yourself you're hurt because of your idiocy!" Scolding, Vegeta yells at me as I grimace, pulling out the ki blast blade, reeling a small shrivel whimper, biting my sore throbbing lips, already feeling another league of ruby red drip downs taking the lush greenery below as I try to level my breathing ignoring the thumping sore pain of agony below.

"That was pretty crafty twerp you made me slam my mouth shut from my own blast ow. I would be pissed but lucky for you I know a good dentist!" He mocks.

"Hope you know a good funeral director!" I roar, diving at him ignoring the call of my name as I strike at Recoome, firing wildly at him only then for my arrows of ki blasted downwards at him making me collapse to my knees, exhaustion finally flowing through me as the debris clear revealing to my shock, holes bleeding our ruby red from his bare chest but he remind moving, unfazed by the arrows of ki dispersing once being impaled into him as he smiles at me as next thing I know I cough up numerous splatters of saliva and iron, hearing the crunch of bone as I am kneed multiple times in the chest, making me release a horrific screech at the stinting pain of my stab wound worsening tenfold as he grabs me by my neck, putting me in some bridge hold as I release a furious screech at the agonising pain of my back, my eyes wide as next thing I know I am greeted by the harsh clatter of rubble, my ears ringing as I fall limp, falling into the dark depths of darkness…

"Come on El you got to back now." Pouting, the young saiyan child huffs wearing her saiyan armour, her brown hair spikes descend down her features as she glares at the stone hut floor, her blues narrowed in irritation as she feels her grip tighten on the food in her palm, her nose twitching at the faint fragrances from the exotic food.

"I don't want to go back there you're my dad can't you stop her!?" Huffing, she leans in, pleading to her father who sighs smiling softly at his little girl.

"You have training to do besides I got a mission." Sternly, he tells her.

"Then let me come with you. You'll need a 2nd class saiyan there it'll make your job easier!" Proudly, she barks at him ordering it making his onyx hues narrow at her commanding authority.

"No can do El." Teasingly, Toma smirk ruffling up the girl's hair making her release a breath of hot air infuriated.

"How dare you? A Saiyans hair never changes it is there pride!" She scolds him bringing a fond smile to Toma's features seeing briefly an older brunette before him, the two on their mission, her barking at him blushing as he teases her.

"But…" Grumpily, she turns away arms crossed pouting bringing a chuckle to the older male's lips at the sight.

"Come on. It's a better life up there, you get to go to those fancy classes on training doesn't that sound fun," Toma tells her as infuriated, she chomps down on her food, juices splattering on her features but she remains unfazed, too busy in a fit of rage to take notice of the mess.

"It's boring when you're the power fullest there are no challenges!" She argues, chewing loudly.

"What about prince Vegeta? I hear he considers you his rival," Toma points out.

"He's annoying!" The young brunette counters.

"What about Bardock's boy eh?" Cheekily, Toma raises a bro curious at the thought of his leader's kid.

"He's a weakling." Bluntly, he deadpans earning a loud chuckle from the proud Saiyan.

"Hah I knew it my little girl can take on the world!" Excitedly, Toma cheers, bringing her into a crushing side hug.

"I don't like it." She huffs pushing his hand away but he continues smirking proud of his little bundle of flames.

"Don't suppose it's to do with your mother does it?" Toma crosses his arms.

"Why do you live apart, Raditz parents live together?" Intrigued, the brunette leans in her blues glaring in curiosity making Toma flinch briefly, exhaling tiredly at the thought as his onyx hues explore the empty confides of his hut.

"That's because your mother is a first class and I am a 3rd, we live in different worlds." He tells her.

"But you had me." She furrows her brow pointing to herself.

"That's cause your mother couldn't resist my charm," Smugly, he boasts.

"Sure…" Disgusted, the girl mutters, brow twitching at the answer.

"Look El I…I want you to have a good future and being in that class will give you a whole lot of benefits like right now, use them to your advantage... that's what you got to do in this world El, this world isn't fair El the strong live and the weak die. You got to look out for yourself in this world." He informs her, taking her already bitten into fruit, making her whine as he leans back, taking a huge bite out of it, the fruits juices splashing on his face but he remains unfazed by the splatter.

"I…know that. How did you meet mum?" Interested, she quirks her head to the side bringing a small shy smile to the mighty Saiyan's lips.

"She was sent to rescue my crew." He begins.

"Just her?" She furrows her brow once more.

"And her team she was one of the best, you should see her fight she's…" Fondly, Tom reminisces recalling those fighting battles they had, pushing each other to their limits, testing, challenging one another until the other broke or the harsh crunch of bone answered their battle.

"I've seen her fight, I have trained with her." Bored, the girl leans back on the seat of rock she is perched upon.

"Then you know what I mean." Toma points out.

"I do I just…I hate it these standards she has for me, this painful tail torture," Wincing, the girl hisses staring at her tail weakly waving about, going around her waist wrapping itself around her waist.

"It helped you didn't it?" Toma counters.

"What do you mean?" The girl questions.

"In class when training did they ever try using your tail?" He proposes.

"Well yeah." Dumbly, she responds.

"And….?" He coaxes.

"It never hurt, I mean it tingled a bit but…" Shyly, she whispers lowly staring at her tail unravelling itself wiggling about in the air.

"See you got numb to the pain thanks to your mothers training, what your mother does is for your own good, for your future…" Toma informs her.

"My future huh…" Quietly, she leans forward, a heavy silence filling the air at the thought of the future as the young girl sighs and everything goes white…

Stoically, Vegeta stares at the medical pod working before him, his onyx hues narrowed at the heavy stench of crimson in the air as he notes a few scientists working on the pod, his arms crossed barking orders at those few he kept alive only briefly as soon as that pod is open he'll kill them, he'll kill them all but for now he needed them, he needed his bodyguard back in working condition, he needed Elery back by his side.

Gently, he places his hand on the pod glass, his brow furrowed at the sleeping figure noting her twitch now and again as the bubbles rise up briefly.

"Do not fret Elery those dragon balls will be ours and we will reclaim our homeland's honour, our pride's vengeance and we will kill Frieza. Once I have all the dragon balls I will make sure we will have immortality then once we have vanquished Freeze and got our revenge for our people, we will rule the whole galaxy, the universe at our fingertips as the last saiyan alive and no one will be able to stop us…

"Really I can come with you!?" Joyfully, the young girl looks up into a familiar pair of onyx as he nods.

"Yep since Bardock couldn't make it who else is better than my elite girl," Toma smirks down at her ruffling up her hair earning a whine from her.

"I told you this multiple times don't mess with the hair its saiyan pride!" Sternly, she scolds him earning a few chuckles from Toma's teammates, having grown adjusted to the girl from training her to even coaching her on different techniques to use in the field.

"Like mother like daughter," Toma sighs shaking his head as each of them get in their pod, ready to set off, each of them having no idea the horrors to come on that fateful day.

Happily, the young girl hums smiling relishing the devastation caused by her truly as she walks through the destruction of rubble and debris kicking aside and corpses in her way as she ventures further into the city, her baby blue lighting up, alerting her as she looks up at the lone figure patiently waiting a full grown saiyan with a measly 950 power level, bringing a small giggle to the girl, amused by such a weakling.

"They send a kid to finish me off…tch." Disgusted, the Saiyans sneers standing in front of the many ruined homes.

"This kid is a full blood saiyan, filled with saiyan pride something you filth would have no idea about." Proudly, she corrects the lowly being.

"I love my family!" He roars only causing a look of confusion to appear on her.

"So you turned your back on our people for such a futile pursuit?" Snickering, she mocks the adult whose fists begin shaking.

"It isn't futile!" Seething, he roars only for his eye twitch at the little girl holding her tall lean form, cradling her chuckling stomach finding the humour painful.

"Say that to your dead wife." Darkly, she sneers at the horrified male, his eyes wide as she kicks aside a piece of rubble revealing a writhing woman tear eyed as her smashes down on the screaming woman making her cry out as blood leaks out from her cracked head.

"Alteria get out of here!" He roars at the woman trapped underneath the pile of rubble.

"I'm not not without you Daiko!" Weakly, she cries out further amusing the child increasing the pressure hearing the faint crunch of bone as her scream pierces the heavens, making the sadistic smirk only widen on the little girl.

"Bye bye!" Joyfully, she reels her foot back.

"ALTERIA!" He screams only to be silenced by the heavy crunch of bone as he watches helpless, her head bashed into by a bridge of kicks, creating a stream of crimson diverting from the original stream of ruby red making the girl turn limp from the kicks.

"Mummy!" Surprised, the girl perks up at the innocent voice, her blues gleaming in curiosity only to darken into disgust, sneering at the sight of the small child clinging to its father's legs.

"Of it can talk," Absentmindedly, she points out eyes narrowed releasing a small ki blast at the crying child only for the traitor to use his arm shielding the attack as the father releases a blood piercing scream, his arm collapsing to the floor.

"You…you're a monster." Weakly, he collapses to his knees as the girl giggles skipping over to the terrified pair.

"Seems someone needs a hand," Giggling, she places her hands above her mouth relishing the humorous scene unfazed by the disgusted scarred expressions of them both.

"Monster…" Defiantly, he seethes at her.

"I'm a monster? I'm not the one who turned their back on their people and stained the veins of our people with such loathsome weaklings. I mean hiding out in this place, hiding like a coward, you truly are a disgrace to the saiyan race." She sneers waving at the thing in her eyes, the small bundle of a child fleeing.

"They aren't weaklings…" Weakly, the little boy voices out.

"That's what they all say. Rogues should be punished and that is my job," Brightly, she smiles taking another step forward, snatching the boy horrifying the man attempting but only ending up with a foot to the face as he collapses to the floor, watching helpless as his child is dangled before his eyes.

"Daddy!" Screaming, he reaches out to him as the girl giggles beginning to sway the child about like some rough toy making him cry out in pain at the high itch pain from his tail.

"Jet get out of here!" Weakly, he hisses out.

"Not even a proper saiyan name, tch disgusting thing…" Disappointed, she sighs tugging at his tail making him release a blood curdling scream.

"Please stop leave us alone." Teary eyed the boy begs.

"Oh it thinks it can fight back… Disgusting." Revolted, she tosses the boy to the floor.

"J-Jet…" Weakly, his father calls out to him.

"Daddy!" Hopeful, he rushes over to his father's side unaware of the sly smirk of the saiyan elite hand out as she fires a blast ending the life of the child right before the father's eyes…

"Heh that was fun," Smiling, she admits shrugging at the sight of the dead child before her seeing the shaken state of the broken male.

"JET! You're a monster! Monsters like you will never understand what love does to you!" Seething, he screams at her darting out to fire a ki blast at her with only one arm earning an amused glint in the blue eyes of the girl.

"It makes you weak, it makes you a burden, a liability, something I will not become…" Swiftly, the male is silenced by the hand outstretched to his face, his hues dilated in horror as she raises the heel of her boot and slams down on his foot, earning a heavy crunch as he releases another scream of agony as his leg casted to the side, disjointed.

"But not fast, no, no, people like you, traitors must be dealt with accordingly …" Calmly, she voices out despite his pleading screams only making her smile widen as the real fun begins.

Man I'm bored that guy was a waste of time and energy still though maybe I should tell father about the Halfling, maybe I'll get a reward, I can already picture that meat now. Hungrily the young girl smiles excitedly at the thought, salvia drooling down her lips as she quickly licks up the trial of blue, remaining on the task at hand as she returns to her father's crew or so she thought.

Horrified, the young brunette stares at the destruction before her, staring at the Saiyans, the people, low class people sure but still her people still, dead and defeated. No, no, no! Panicked, the young girl sniffs, her nose twitching at the heavy stench of crimson in the air as she uses the extra boost to fly over to the scene, her blues widening as she quickly dives down, taking cover as she stares at the scene before her.

"No! Damn you, brutes! Why? Tell me! Why are you doing this? I don't understand!" Roaring, Toma demands bloodied, battered and beaten as stunned, his youngest watches his brutal defeat at the hand of…a familiar pink alien, the young girls blues widen in horror at the sight of the man, feeling her blood boil, her heart accelerates at the carnage created from Frieza's goons.

"Poor baby!" Cackling, his goons taunt her father as he reaches out to his scouter to call for aid only for her ears to perk up at the crack of it from the sheer weight of Dodoria's foot. Urgently, she places her finger on her own scouter, frantically looking for some sort of aid but its futile as the pained cry of her father ceases her actions making her turn, scared, terrified as he is lifted up by the collar.

"What don't you understand, Toma? That you are weak? What a mess you are! Ahh, Toma... You shouldn't have forgotten that you are weak!" Dodoria taunts him. No, no, father! father!

"What do you mean? We serve Frieza! You know that!" Tora reminds him spitting out crimson as the young girl releases a small feeble whimper terrified at the sight of her father's battered form.

"Yes, I know! Frieza's very impressed with your service record! Yes, too impressed! It seems he wants you dead!" Dodoria taunts him.

"What? Why?" Toma demands.

I don't want to flatter you but Frieza thought that you were getting too strong! Dodoria reveals surprising the young girl.

"Cool, huh? You should consider this a promotion!" One of his henchmen sneers.

"No! Look! It's not fair! Everything that we've done was for him! How can he do this?" Toma demands, his onyx hues landing on a familiar pair of tearful blues, shaking quivering; dilate at the defeated sight of her father.

"You fool! It's not what you've done! It's what you might have done in the future!" Shouting Dodoria brings back his attention as he turns to face him.

"Then no one's safe from Frieza! Not even you!" Toma sneers out spitting crimson at him in defiance.

"Is that so?" Smirking Dodoria chuckles raising his hand as shocked, the young girls blues dilate in horror watching as her father is impaled, tossed to the floor beaten to dirt, his screams of agony of pain echoing as he attempts to fight back but be easily overpowered. He goes limp and the others back away smirking that is until. She snaps, her whole body feeling a wave of rage, pain and sorrow hitting her a bright golden light envelopes her as she releases a monstrous scream, startling many as the goons leap back, their scouters shattering right before their eyes surprising them as they turn to the power source, noting the tremors emitting from the small force of a young girl levitating in the air, a look of pure rage crossing her features, her once brown locks now a golden glow, her blazing blues burning in fury scaring them all while Dodoria stares gawking in awe and shock, unaware of a similar pair of eyes staring at the small child before him ,a small tear of pride crossing his features at such a feat being accomplished by his little girl…

DODORIA! Screaming, the girl screeches and pounces on the recruits, each delivering fatal blows to them all, taking them one by one screaming, shouting roaring, ki blast after ki blast attempting to overpower her but the attempt is futile as defeated, dead and gone, the girl falls to the ground staggering back from the sheer energy having flown through her making her tumble back from the sheer exhaustion, beginning to take its toll until feeling a hand on her steadying her making her blues widen and turn horrified at the sight of her father, the henchmen having dealt the damage long gone from the world after her strike as she rushes over to her father.

"Father!" The girl pounces on her father, a look of horror on her features at the sight of his wounded state.

"Hey remember saiyan don't cry…" Weakly, he whispers out coughing out a few droplets of ruby red.

"Daddy…this isn't no, no, come on we can we can…" Hopeful, she reasons brow furrowed reaching out for her scouter, her eyes wide to find it long gone having shattered from the blast of power alongside the other scouters.

"We can't you have to get out of here." Firmly, he tells her.

"I'm not leaving you!" She screams at him.

"You have to you're a soldier for our people they'll need you to stop Frieza!" He tells her smiling tightly.

"Father…" Ashamed, she lowers her eyes, eyes tightly shut.

"There is no time for weakness remember like your mother said." Coldly, he reminds her reaching out to place his bloodied hand on her cheek.

"I know." Weakly, she agrees leaning into his touch feeling the heat of his warmth comforting touch beginning to fade.

"Your duty comes before your emotions Elery do not forget that. That is the key to a Saiyans pride, their emotions only cause weakness, with anger comes recklessness with sorrow comes rage and rage comes mistakes. Mistakes you cannot afford right Saiyan Elite?" Weakly, he smiles pride evident in his eyes as she blinks back her tears, nodding.

"Y-Yeah…." Shakily, she stands ready to face off against Frieze, vowing her vengeance only then…

Sharply, the sound of the sound barrier breaking echoes as Dodoria teleports by her side, a swift chop to the neck stuns the girl, her golden glow fading as she goes limp in the older male's arms, her golden hair shifting back to brown and her bright aura fading as the others sense the depletion of power residing form the exhausted girl.

"Sir we should kill her, like the rest!" Feebly, the recruit calls out to him.

"No…" Dodoria refuses stunning the group.

"S-Sir?" Uneasily, one of them utters out.

"This girl…if that is what I thought it was. Lord Frieza will need to know, he can use her then. That will show Zarbon a thing or two," Chuckling, Dodoria informs them.

"You think so?" They question him.

"I know so especially with the so called promise of keeping her dearest father alive…" Sneering, he glances at the unconscious male.

"I'm taking her back to Lord Frieza you finish off these lowly monkeys…" Dodoria finishes ordering them, tossing the girl over his shoulder and flying up, leaving them, having no idea the deadly bomb he has awakened within the seething girl…

So that's El's backstory what do you think?