Chapter 3 - The Next Step

Am I dead? No, I'm hurting too much to be dead. Mizuna eye flickered open, she was back on her back. The first thing she saw was a wooden ceiling, strange that she was inside a building. The last thing she remembered was blinding pain as she was rag-dolled through the ground and nothing else. She should be dead. What a twisted kind of irony, the first time she landed on a world without trying to wipe all life off of it for the profit of another and this is what happens.

Her thoughts ran over the battle, if you could even call it that. She never stood a chance, her full power had been brushed aside like it was nothing more then a gentle breeze. Were there truly people that powerful in the universe? Aside from Freeza and his men of course. She felt a quiet sense of excitement at the prospect, the desire to get stronger herself rose up in her like a thunder crack.

She tilted her head to the side, looking around the room. There was a gentle fire next to her. The rest of the space was sparse, no decorations on the walls. Just a bed in the corner and other basic necessities. A small window in the corner, it was dark out. I wonder how long I've been out. This could be someones room, but the question is, why was she here? On further inspection, someone had bandaged her body as well. Her battle armor was off in the corner, damaged as it was. Along with her scouter.

She tried sitting up, but pain shot through her like a knife through the gut. Maybe a few more minutes of laying here before attempting that again.

"I see you're awake." A voice said from the other side of the room where the door was located. A young alien, older then she, who upon a closer look, looked similar to the guy that landed her in this spot. He had the dark skin, she assumed was part of his people with no hair and pointed eyes. A strong physique, an intimidating people in her opinion, not unlike the Saiyans. "What's going on?" Mizuna questioned, straining her neck to look him in the eyes. Her voice was hoarse from the lack of water and food the past two days since the destruction of her world.

"You've been taken in. The man who attacked you has been captured. Whoever you are, Saiyan or not. No one deserves to be attacked the minute they land before they do anything. He'll be punished most harshly." He finished with a gentle smile. "I volunteered to take you in and nurse you back to health."

"How kind of you." She said, not nearly as sincere as she sounded.

"You have every right to be upset with you, let me be the first to apologize on behalf of my people."

She looked away from him, silent for a few moments as she thought over his words. "I know exactly how you can make it up to me."

"And what's that?"

"Train me, teach me everything your people know."

"Training, eh? Usually your people just seek endless battle." He brought his hand up to his chin in thought. "I did see some of your battle, you have potential, and there's a number of people that wouldn't mind having a Saiyan on our side.."

"Whatever it takes," Mizuna said with steely determination, a new drive was awakening within her, one she's never felt before. "I'll do what I have to to defeat Freeza!"

He nodded. "I had heard about that awful act he did to the Saiyans. I'll see what I can do. But know that the training of my people is exceptionally tough, we've been acquiring our fighting style and special abilities for hundreds of years from all across the universe. You'll have to prove yourself worthy of it."

Mizuna, finally able to muster the strength to sit up, grinned at him. "Whatever it takes." She emphasized every word to drive the point home.

"I believe you. Once you're able to stand, I'll take you to our Council of Elders. By the way, my name is Sesa."

"Mizuna." She said in response.

One week later.

Gathered in a circular room, with a semi circle table facing where anyone speaking to the elders would stand, stood Mizuna. Sesa was waiting outside for the results. Her armor had been damaged beyond repair, so she was garbed in black baggy pants with a black undershirt with a grey kinomo style overcoat with a black belt holding everything together. All in all, a pretty nice change, certainly a better look then the generic Saiyan armor she had always worn. They had said it was worthy new look for her when they presented it. She had her scouter back on, it hadn't been hard to repair and she didn't have much else to do over the past week.

She did notice the significant increase in her power since recovering though, she'd be able to take down that other guy from before no problem now. She realized with pride. Getting stronger after every battle, one of the best Saiyan traits she had to admit.

Three older specimen of this alien race stood before her, gazing down on her as if they were examining a farm animal they would potentially purchase. It made her uncomfortable, and more then a little angry. She had her Saiyan pride, that would never die.

"Saiyan Mizuna."

"Just Mizuna is fin-"

"Saiyan Mizuna, you have landed on our planet without permission." One of them interupted.

"Crashed.."

"Battled against one of our people, as unskilled and foolished as he was."

"He attacked me!" He was unskilled? I wonder how powerful people here really are.

"And now you request that we teach you our special techniques and entrust to you our martial arts style." They interrupted yet again.

"In exchange for the server injuries I received from one of yours."

"After a week of deliberating on the facts, as well as a testimony from Sesa, one of our promising up and comers. We have decided to grant your request. As long as you hold up your end of the bargain and use everything we teach you to put a stop to the Cold Empire. If helping a former enemy unleash their full potential is what it takes to accomplish this, then so be it. They have been a blight on this universe for too long." The last one of them said, banging a hand on the table.

Mizuna was momentarily stunned to silence, she was expecting them to accept so soon, but then she nodded with a smile, bowing her head down every so slightly. "Now that would be my pleasure."

Power Levels: Mizuna: Injured - 500

Healed/Relaxed - 6,000 Full Power - ?

Sesa - Unknown