AN: I dunno why mine I came up with the idea to go through Captain Ginyu's choices in life that made him the man/alien…../frog mine he is today. I wrote this at 4 o'clock in the morning in an email to Gadoken King for reasons beyond mortal comprehension. mine Depending on how this goes, I will continue to update. Well folks here we go…

>Sproing

>Hop

The sun was shining brightly over the battle damaged Namekian landscape. A small frog was moving slowly towards a pond as if it has never been a frog before. It stopped by the water and took a long drink. It then stared into its reflection.

This is just unbelievable! How could I, CAPTAIN GINYU, be defeated so easily! I was the strongest! I was ...their leader...

The small frog'hung' its head and clumsily pushed itself into the pond. It swam slowly towards a scorched rock that was sticking above the water. The frog slid onto the rock and began to sun itself.

Sigh Another body...isn't this great. Well I guess it feels as close to home as the rest of them. Although, I can't say I've ever been a frog in the past 300 years…looks like I'll be stuck as one too. DAMMIT! Why couldn't I be something with vocal cords?

The small frog was indeed Captain Ginyu. He lazily flopped over onto his rubbery back and felt the sun bare down on his soft belly. He involuntarily let out a loud 'ribbit' and snapped his mouth shut in embarrassment.

Ugh…how many bodies has it been anyways? How many people have I become? Ginyu shuddered. I wonder what ever happened to my first body. I can barely remember back then. It's been so long...since I thought about how my life went downhill.

FLASHBACK TIME!- (Wooo…)

"Sir ... Ma'am ... we're sorry but we've done all we can do...the virus has taken too much of her nervous system. She'll be lucky if she ends up quadriplegic.

The doctor turned his head to a small room where a small alien child was attached to multiple forms of machinery and sensors. Her two parents were gazing into the glass at their child; eyes' full of tears. The father was wearing a uniform clad in medals and ribbons. The mother turned towards her husband and hugged him fiercely.

"Why did this have to happen to us? Our one chance...and this is what we're 'blessed' with!"

The father placed his head on top of hers and shut his eyes.

"Shhhhh...there's always something that can be done. Doctor! May we take our daughter home now?"

The doctor turned towards them and looked at his papers. "I don't see why not. She's not contagious and she is your child. I'll file the necessary paperwork.

The two smiled weakly and entered the room where their child was resting.

"Rubi...I promise to you...I will do anything in my power to save Chalrice. I will find someone in the universe who can give her the life she deserves."

The mother smiled at her husband. "I know Gin. You wouldn't be General if you couldn't get something done. I love you."

The two kissed briefly before gently caressing their child. Gin carefully picked her up and carried her throughout the hospital to where there was a military escort waiting.

"Take care of my wife and my child while I am away. Their lives are inyour hands. No one is to have access to them unless I am present. I will return to them once this mission has ended."

Several grunts straightened up and saluted. "YES SIR!"

Gin kissed his wife and child and wished the goodbye before walking over to a well dress alien man clad in black holding a briefcase. He turned back in time to see the light space craft lift off, his wife waving. The man beckoned to Gin.

"I am deeply grieved by the news of your daughter however I must inform you of our latest situation."

Gin nodded and walked up next to him. "Let us go somewhere a bit more private." On that note the two easily used their energy and lifted themselves into the air and flew off away from the hospital towards the heart of the nearby city.

>GROWL
Ginyu awoke from his daydream to find feelings of hunger rumbling through his stomach. He flopped back over to his webbed feet and hopped into the pond again.

"Gee...I can't wait...bugs for dinner I guess. They probably taste better than those sand-flavored rations we always got working for that bastard Frieza.

AN: Well that's it for now. I understand it's a bit rough but I promise it will get better with some help with the reviewers. . Any ideas and/or constructive (emphasis on CONSTRUCTIVE) criticism is greatly appreciated. Thanks for reading. Peace.

BTW…. SHAMELESS PLUG! Check out some of my other stories and maybe I'll update them too. I'm trying something different for a change. Also don't forget Gadoken King's DBZ fic and his others. Peace for real now.

BTW x2 … just kidding X-P