Here's chapter two everyone :3 Took me three days to write, so I hope you like it xD
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Dragon Ball Z, no matter how much I wish I did. Keira is my creation though.
"DADDY! DADDYDADDYDADDY!" A young girl screamed as she ran through the long corridors trying to find her father. She was about six years old, had flowing brown hair and shining black eyes. Her clothes were a little torn, since she refused to wear any of the uniforms the rest of the soldiers and guards wore. Behind her was a huge Nappa, laughing manically as he was catching up to his prey. The girl looked back and squeaked when she saw the chrome-like bald head getting closer. "DADDY!" She screamed again.
"WAHAHAHA! He's not here today, punk!" Nappa laughed loudly behind her. "You're mine! As long as he's not around, no one can stop me!" The little kid's eye light up and she grinned evilly.
"Is that right?" She said, turning around and smirking. Nappa stared blankly at her for a second then realized what she meant. Before he could grab her and shut her up, she sped up drew in a deep breath and... "LORD FRIEZA!" The huge man cursed loudly as she ran toward the tyrant's chambers, laughing. Nappa ran past Raditz and grabbed him by his collar.
"Grab. Her. NOW!" He roared and threw Raditz forward. When they almost caught up to the kid, she skidded across the floor and turned into one of the many rooms. The two saiyans stopped short and punched the wall in unison. "What I'd do to kill her..." the bald headed idiot snarled.
"Are you crazy!" Raditz hissed under his breath. "Vegeta's been favoring that brat ever since she started walking. He'll kill you himself if he heard you say that...for the one thousandth time..." They looked into the room quietly and watched. Frieza sat in his chair, tail twitching. He placed his hand on the girls head.
"What's wrong, my child?" He tried to ask sweetly. It wasn't any better, you're innards would still freeze at the sound of his voice. The little girl put her finger near her mouth and sniffed, trying to fake cry. The two spies' tails stood erect, and cringed.
"Nappa and Raditz were being mean again," she pouted, fake tears streaming down her face. "When's daddy coming back?" She asked, eye's drying a little.
Frieza looked at one of his goons. "Zarbon," the cold tyrant said questioningly. "When is Vegeta returning from his mission?" A green haired, blue skinned alien stepped forward and answered.
"He's due back in two hours, sire," then stepped back. The child began to 'cry' again.
"Not to worry, little one," Frieza said. "I'll see to it that Zarbon takes care of you," his eyes turned onto the alien. "You don't mind watching little Keira, do you Zarbon?" Zarbon sighed and shook his head.
"No, sire, I wouldn't..." Keira looked down and smiled evilly, then looked back up and plastered on her innocent look.
"Thank you, My Lord!" She said sweetly and trotted off, Zarbon following close after her. When they were far enough from earshot, she laughed and looked around the corner, then laughed harder. "Thank God they're gone!" She stopped and thought, then placed her hand behind her back, closed her eyes and shrugged. "Scratch that, he cursed me for life for putting me in this damned place," Her bodyguard looked down at her and scoffed.
"You're kidding, right?" He asked sarcastically, staring back up. "You're lucky Lord Frieza allowed you to live. He could've killed you on the spot six years ago, you know?" He looked back down at her face. "You're pretty smart for a little, sniveling brat. What's that ignorant saiyan been teaching you?" Keira shot a look at Zarbon.
"I know what ignorant means, stupid," she said flatly, eyes narrowing. "And dad's been trying to make me smart, since I can't fight yet. What's it to yah? Afraid I'm gonna take your place?" She let out a little laugh. "Yeah, right. I'm never gonna be good enough to be Frieza's right hand...man or whatever.
"No, I'm not afraid of you. Nor will I ever be, so don't get cocky, brat," the young saiyaness scoffed.
"Why does everyone call me a brat...? I hate it here...Every single person hates me except for daddy and Frieza. I'm gonna leave as soon as I turn sixteen. Leave...this place, never come back, and hope daddy'll come with me..." she stared out of one of the windows, spacing out.
"If you want to leave, where would you go? The entire universe fears the saiyans, it would be hard to find a planet that will accept you," Zarbon sneered. "Know this: people here fear you. Not all of us, but some do. You'll understand why later in your life," Keira's eyes narrowed to a snake-like slit.
"They don't have to be. There's nothing scary about me, and there never will be..."
"Your father's back..." Zarbon stated flatly after about an hour or so. Keira shot up from where she was sitting and ran toward a window and smiled when she saw the spaceship returning.
"YAY!" She said as she ran off. The green haired alien followed after.
"Maybe I should go with you..." he said when he reached the speeding comet. She turned around and smiled.
"That won't be necessary, I can handle it. Thanks Zary!" She yelled and ran toward the landing pad. Zarbon stood in awe.
"Z-Zary...? Where did this kid come from...?" He asked himself, dumbfounded.
Keira sped around the many aliens in the space ship, not even wincing when running into something. The only thing she wanted to see was her father. The only thing she wanted to feel were his arms lifting her onto his shoulders. The only thing she wanted to hear was his gruff voice. She wanted him; the only person alive who cared about her. She turned sharply and ran into a room, panting and smiling.
"Daddy!" Keira called when she finally saw Vegeta walk into view. He looked a little surprised at first, but then walked up to her and ruffled the long brown hair.
"Hey," he said, forcing a smile. He started to walk off, and his 'daughter' followed right behind him. "You good today?" He finally asked, picking her up and putting her on his shoulders.
"Yep!" She said proudly. "You know what today is?" She asked sweetly. Vegeta sighed and ducked down a little, avoiding a doorframe.
"No, what's today?" He asked regretting the thought. Keira frowned.
"You don't know what the 13th is?" She asked a little upset. The Prince thought for a second then straightened out a little.
"You turned six today, didn't you?" He asked, still not gaining any enthusiasm. The saiyaness clapped happily.
"That's right! I'm a big girl now!" Vegeta ducked under another doorframe and sighed again.
"Yes, you are..." he said tiredly. "Anyone give you trouble?" He asked, ducking again. "Duck under the next one," he ordered. Keira nodded and thought about the question.
"Would you believe me if I told you?" She asked curiously.
"Yes..." he said cautiously.
"No you won't!" Keira squeaked. "I want you to promise me that you'll believe me!"
"Keira don't star---"
"Promise!" She complained, crossing arms and almost falling off of her uncle's shoulders, but grabbed onto his head for support.
"ALRIGHT! I promise!" Vegeta yelled angrily. The little girl smiled triumphantly.
"Well..." she cleared her throat. "Nappa was chasing me again, and then he got Raditz to help, so I ran as fast as I could but they were still catching up, so I ran into Frieza's room to hide and tell him, and I told him, and he made Zarbon take care of me until you came back, and then you did, and then you asked me if anyone gave me trouble, then I answered---"
"Yes, alright, I get it!" The saiyan said angrily. "What did you do to get them mad?"
"I didn't do anything to Raditz!" She squealed. "Nappa always bosses his around, and he always listens. I didn't do anything to Nappa either! He does that all the time when you're gone, you know?" She ducked under one last door until Vegeta put her down. He squatted down until about Keira's height and glared at her.
"You get into a lot of trouble when I'm gone, don't you?"
"Yeah, yeah I do," she said smiling.
-bows- Thank you for reading, young grasshopper. Reviews are appreciated as you leave here.