Chapter 3: Training interupted

"That was boring." Zelina snorted. She crossed her arms and observed the total destruction that lay around her. A big muscular soldier was lying on the ground, staring up at the pale blue sky. "Oh, come on, at least we got some exercise." The man said.

"I don't need exercise, I need experience!" Zelina snapped. "Honestly Naruk, why didn't you let me blow up more shit?"

"I was having too much fun." The man said sitting up. His blue eyes flashed at her, he smiled. Zelina felt her cheeks go red. "Stop it Naruk!" She said.

"You know you like it when I make you blush." He said grinning.

Zelina rolled her eyes. "Men." She mumbled

"Well, don't you think it's about time to get back and report to Lord Frieza?" Naruk asked. He brushed the dirt off his legs. "He'll be pleased to know we took care of these infidels so quickly." Zelina said. "I think we've proven we're worthy fighters."

Zelina and Naruk kneeled in front of Frieza. Zarbon and Dadoria flanked his sides. "We have done as you have commanded." Naruk said. "We beat the infidels into submission on Planet Ornage."

"Really." Frieza said a hint of annoyance in his voice. "Tell me, did you let anyone live?"

"No, we destroyed it all as you ordered." Naruk said.

"You idiot! Did you even make them sign a surrender agreement?"

"But sir…" Zelina began.

Frieza glared. "I don't have time for this." He growled. "Zelina, this is your second mistake, one more and you will be done working for me permanently!"

Zelina bit her lip and lowered her head. "Lord Frieza, it won't happen again." She said. "Make sure it does not." Frieza snapped. "Now both of you get out of my site!" Zelina and Naruk scrambled up. Frieza rode right past them in his floating chair. Naruk glared at Frieza, Zarbon and Dadoria's backs. "What's the matter with him?" Naruk wondered aloud. "What are you talking about, Frieza's always in a bad mood." Zelina said. Naruk shrugged and continued walking down the hall, Zelina by his side. "Why are you always hanging around me?" Zelina asked all of a sudden.

"Cause your damn sexy!" Naruk said with a laugh. Zelina felt a smile flicker across her face. "That means a lot to me you know Naruk."

"Ag, you again!" A voice rasped. Raditz was walking toward them along with his two Saiyan comrades. "Shove off dude." Naruk said. "Leave the poor lady alone!" She glared at Naruk. "I can take care of myself!" Zelina protested. She boxed the big man in the shoulder and swept past him. "Zelina…" Naruk began. She ignored him. Zelina gave a quick glare at Raditz and squeezed passed the three Saiyans. It wasn't easy, considering the face Nappa was taking up half the corridor. "I'm going to train." She shouted back at Naruk.

Zelina punched the large bag hanging from the ceiling. "Damn you Frieza!" She growled to herself. She was sick and tired of serving him, but she had little choice. The training room she was in was large and circular. There was a gym part, weight machines, a boxing ring and a separate room to fight against another opponent, or Saibermen. Naruk had offered to be her opponent, but Zelina just wanted to blow off steam. Taking her frustrations out on Naruk would not be fair. She let out a yell and swung her arm so violently the bag ripped in two. Naruk was lifting weights and peered over. "Calm down." He said. "I'm glad you decided not to fight with me. I'd have hated to have ended up like that bag." As if trying to impress her, Naruk started lifting the weight in one hand. "It's not fair Naruk!" Zelina snorted. "Whatever I do, it's never good enough for Lord Frieza!"

"Maybe you should stop trying so hard." Naruk said. "It's not like you trying to impress him so he'll go out on a date with you!" He laughed at his own joke. "Oh, very funny." Zelina said with a smirk. "Now that I've calmed down, how bout we spar?"

"I don't know, you kind of scare me." Naruk said.

The sound of the door sliding open made Zelina and Naruk's heads turn. A short green alien came in, followed by a red skinned man with white hair. Three more strange looking individuals stepped in. "Alright men, lets start training!" A purple skinned alien with horns said.

"Ginyu force." Naruk mumbled and placed his weight back into the holder. Zelina was surprised. From the tales she'd heard of Frieza's private army, she expected them to be more impressive. To her they looked just like a bunch of freaks. "Look what we have here men, some gawking fools." Ginyu said. "What do we do with weaklings like these?"

"Kick their asses!" Burter exclaimed.

"Right, whose ready for a game of kick the weaklings?" Ginyu asked.

"Cool, can I get the girl?" Jeice asked eyeing Zelina.

"Guys, can't we just work this out?" Naruk asked. "We'll leave and no harm done, alright?"

Naruk ended up with a kick to the middle. He doubled over and fell to the ground. Zelina knew it was no use trying to fight, and headed for the door. Jeice caught her by the arm. "Where you going mate?" He asked. "Don't you want to play?" He twisted her arm and flung her on top of Naruk. "This isn't very much fun, they are way too weak for good sport!" Jeice protested. Zelina powered a ki blast in her palm, and flung it at Jeice but he easily countered it.

"Your right Jeice, they are way too weak for good sport." Ginyu said. "Let's take out the trash!"

Recoome slung Zelina over his shoulder and tossed her out the door, but not before giving her a slap on her bottom. Naruk landed next to her with a thud. The door slammed shut. Zelina let out a long stream of cuss words while Naruk picked himself up. He held out his hand to help Zelina up. She swatted his hand away and pushed herself off the ground. She rubbed her bottom where Recoome had slapped her. "I hate this place!" She hollered. "Why am I still here!"