A/N: Let's get right to it.

The Exiled Space Pirate

Two pairs of blue orbs, one set sinister while the other distraught, lit up as they witnessed through the tough glass of a vast spaceship the core of a ruby planet become hotter and hotter. First it was yellow, almost as bright and rich as its sun, but then it took a darker tone, the red pouring into it making it change to an angry orange hue. As fissures of varies sizes became noticeable, the orange center was soon replaced by a dark crimson shade which rapidly swallowed the entire planet; it then burst into nothing.

He laughed with joy, loving the fireworks.

She turned away in shame, her eyes squeezing shut, silently begging for forgiveness.

"You didn't need to do that Bojack-ass…" She hissed heatedly. "They gave you the information you wanted, so why didn't you-"

SLAP!

Her bottom met the floor when his large bluish-teal hand connected with her right cheek. With an eye shut, she rubbed her burning cheek to sooth the pain, but pulled her slender palm back as her touch had only made it worse.

"Heh if they had given me what I wanted to know when I first asked, I might have shown mercy. As far as they're concerned, the pink bastards had it coming."

Seeing him turn back to the glass window to admire the floating remains of the once vibrant ruby planet, one of the last five members of the destroyed planet Hera stood up with her head held high and made her way to one of the seats nearby, flopping onto it. Looking out into the pitch darkness of outer space, the orange haired woman's ocean eyes glazed over, her mind traveling back eight years into the past.

Back then, if someone had asked her what she thought about her life, she would have said that it was boring. She had an average family, her parents working average jobs, therefore, making an average income. She had the average annoying little brother and bitchy older sister. Everything was plain, boring; just so damned average.

After school, she'd often take walks because she couldn't take going back to her poor family. She wanted to surround herself with the rich, surround herself with royalty; so she did, but not without committing crimes that could probably put her behind bars for several years. After all, how can she hang with the rich kids without having the appearance of one? Sure she was terrified at first, but after a few weeks of swiping wallets, she had become a pro and hell she even looked forwards to it when nightfall came. However, it wasn't enough. It wasn't enough to get the royals attention. Not only did she still look poor as pocket money could only buy so much, but she felt poor.

She needed jewelry because she knew that jewelry could get her the money she wanted. She salivated at the vision of having a huge mansion with servants serving her royal friends. The sudden disappointed looks of her family stung her heart, but she somehow managed to push the pesky thoughts by firmly reassuring herself that they'd understand why she did what she did. At the time, she had told herself that she had done it for them when in reality she had done it for herself.

Within half a year, she was an expert thief. There was literally nothing she couldn't steal. It had all become child's play and that had become apparent when she looked at the large chest in a hidden compartment within the walls of her compact room. The chest was overflown with jewelry and gold which were worth millions, yet she never sold them because the chase she felt for committing thievery had long overshadowed the yearning to be acknowledged by the royals.

Then her life fell apart so fast, that it wasn't until she was on the very ship she was boarding now that she realized that she felt horribly guilty for what she had done.

She recalled slipping back into her room after a heist only to find her mother, on the floor, with the heels of her feet pressed against her bottom. Her face was grief-stricken, heartbroken at all the treasures her youngest daughter had stolen.

Her eyelids fluttered shut when the memory of soldiers of the Frost Demons' army invaded planet Hera …or so they would have if it weren't for Bojack, as he had slaughtered the army the moment they landed. Like her, Bojack was from the planet Hera, however, he was banished because of his violent nature as he was known for torturing people to get whatever he desired. Her stomach rolled when she pictured the first time he ruthlessly murdered someone even after they gave him what he wanted.

When Bojack had landed on planet Hera after being exiled for nearly half a decade, the first thing he did was break out his three most loyal soldiers from prison. She had figured that they hadn't been exiled because they didn't meet the criteria for banishment. Next he started to enslave everyone, claiming that he was now their new king. Unfortunately, it was well known that Bojack had a rather short attention span as within less than two years, he had gotten sick of being 'king' of Hera and had decided to eliminate their entire race. His own kind…

She remembered angrily leaping onto Bojack's back on the last day of their planet's life, beating on it with everything she had. He shrugged her off like nothing, turned and took a step towards her and was surprised that she hadn't crawled back nor broken her hateful glare. Rising a brow, he grinned, saying-

"You've got spunk! I think you'll make an exceptional recruit!"

Effortlessly slinging her over his shoulder, she began to protest, repeatedly pounding against his back. He merely laughed at her fruitless attempts of escape and told her to relax. He kept on reassuring her that he was going to train her, make her strong. He whispered that in no time, she was going to become a ruthless and mercilessly pirate like him; and she was going to like it.

He had been right.

She shivered when she reminisced being thrown in a dark freezing dungeon for hours upon hours. For how long, she didn't know. She bit her lower lip as vivid images of Bojack tormenting and beating her into submission flashed before her eyes. With every fist to her stomach, he'd grin with glee, relishing her screams of agony. Her smooth teal skin grew angry red welts as he whipped her naked back savagely, demanding obedience.

As the days passed and the exiled Hera-seijin continued to torture her, he slowly started to see her change. Instead of curling into a ball and retreating into the shadows of her prison after a beating, she'd stay put in the same spot he'd had left her; she'd merely stare at the metallic floor lifelessly, her back hunched over and shoulders slouched while she stood upright. Bojack would see her like that for several weeks until one day, after her daily abuse, she lifted her head to reveal a pair of cloudy blue eyes, void of the emotions that Bojack had labeled as weak.

This excited him.

"So my pet, are you ready to obey me?" she remembered him asking with his deep voice.

"Yes…Master Bojack…"

"Excellent! I'm glad you have finally come to your senses! We will begin your training tomorrow!"

Fast forwarding months later, he stared down at her kneeling form. Now fully trained with her head bowed down, he told her just how 'proud' of her he was and though he never specified of what, she accepted the praise. He continued on to say that she was ready to ride along with him and his gang on a mission; the first of many.

Raiding and bursting planet after planet, sometimes selling them, she grew as cold as ice. Her lips would curve into a smile while she tormented one of her victims, showing that she was starting to take pleasure in her sadistic actions; It was just as Bojack said.

Skip a few years into future and she found herself laughing wickedly, vaporizing countless civilians and their whole army. One day, upon her request, Bojack had no problem assigning her a sole mission.

She never did complete that mission.

Her blue eyes opened, revealing that they were filled to the brim with tears. She blinked the tears out as the horrible feeling of remorse sunk into her rapidly beating heart. She choked back a sob, suppressing a whimper, in order to not draw Bojack's attention, when the image of a child who looked strikingly like her little brother materialized in the darkness of space. She saw as she nonchalantly vaporized the boy's sister, enjoying the manner in which he cried out for her.

With the back of her hand pressed against her lips, trying to hold back her sick amusement, she made quick work of the boy's two brothers and father, mesmerized by the sprinkles of ashes that were once living beings pelting against his face. Eyeing his mother, she raised her hand to attack, but for some reason hesitated, feeling a dormant emotion rising to the surfaces.

"W-why are you doing this?" The boy asked, his small frame visibly trembling.

"My Master has taken an interest in this planet. He wants to see if there is anything of worth value that I can loot so that he can sell it at a hefty price." She didn't have to respond to him, but for some reason she did.

Feeling brave, he forced himself to ask another question. "M-master? S-so, y-you take slaves also?!"

"That all depends on the buyer. Some want slaves, while others don't." Her evil smirk made the boy swallow thickly. "During my briefing, my Master had told me that this planet and its people would bring him of no value. However, because he was told by an anonymous source that this planet contains a heftily priced piece of jewelry, he wanted one of his soldiers to go investigate and see if it was true. I volunteered. Now tell me where I can find it or at the very least give me a starting point!"

"We don't know anything! So leave us alone and try finding it yourself!" He shouted angrily, his crying mother pulling him into a hug and begging him to be quiet so that they could live to see another day.

Gazing at the child's mother's ocean orbs, she blinked several times when her own mother's face replaced the woman. Suddenly, in the place of the boy was her brother, staring at her with betrayal and hatred.

"Why sister why?"

"I'm disappointed in you! I raised you better than this! Not only did you become a petty thief, but you let that awful space pirate turn you into a monster!" her mother's ghost-like form berated.

Witnessing the orange haired Hera-seijin stumbling back in fear shocked the boy and his mother.

Just like that, it was almost as if a switch was flicked on, the long forgotten and locked memories flooding to the surface at such an alarming rate, that tears began to cascade down her cheeks, dribbling pass her chin.

The mother and son's mouth dropped in awe, never having seen such a drastic change in personality in someone in their lives. As the blue-skinned woman stared at them with bright watery eyes, they saw emotions that were not present just mere moments ago. There was now regret, shame and even self-loathing; they could even see warmth and for some reason they felt that at one point in her life, she had been a good person or at least had the potential to be one.

Trying to repress the powerful need to throw up, she gave them a pained expression. "Y-you have no idea…just how horrible I-I-" She gagged. "Kami I'm so sorry…" she murmured, collapsing to the ground.

Unwrapping her arms from her son, she stepped closer to the grief-filled Hera-seijin, but not close enough to startle.

"You weren't always like this were you?"

"No…"

"So you were forced?"

"Kidnapped and tortured into submission."

"Oh dear…I'm so sorry you had to go through that." The boy's mother said sadly.

The Hera-seijin gave an empty laugh. "You say that after I just murdered your entire family except for your son."

Thinking that she might of 'ruined the mood' by bringing up her deceased family, she expected to get verbally insulted to hell; however instead, she was asked-

"What made you stop? You were clearly going to kill me."

She sighed. "You resembled my mother…and your son looked like my little brother."

"And they are…?"

"Gone...and my planet as well."

The Hera-seijin's orbs broadened as she felt a gentle hand sink into her puffy curly orange hair. Giving it a few soft caresses which caused more tears to streak, she stuttered a mournful cry. She felt pathetic. The mother and the boy should be the broken ones. She had lost her family years ago and they had just lost them. It doesn't make sense!

"I forgive you…"

The Hera-seijin couldn't take it any longer.

Standing tall, the emotionless mask made its come back, but the mother and son could tell that this time it was an act.

"Bojack won't let me came back to his ship empty handed." Turning from woman and child, she gazed at the nearest city. "He won't kill me, but he'll most definitely destroy this planet."

Pointing in the direction the Hera-seijin was looking at, he said, "Pass that city is another one, which is considered to be the wealthiest. Over there, they have a maximum secure vault that contains so many treasures, that I'm sure-"

"Jabal! How could you tell her that!? She could get in trouble! WE could get in trouble!?"

Jabal rolled his eyes. "As if they could hurt her, you saw what she could do! We'll be fine mom!"

Taking to the air, she stared at the bickering mother and son in disbelief, astonished that they are acting almost as if today was just another regular day.

"How can you both act so…normal after… I killed your family!"

Disengaging from her argument with her son, she replied, "Well its part of our culture. If the person who wronged you is truly remorseful for their actions, no matter how horrid the act was, we must instantly begin the process of forgiveness; for doing as such, we will be ensured to the entryways of paradise, to join our loved ones and our Kami." She gave the blue-skinned woman a warm smile, making her sick. "Don't get me wrong, I am grieving now and I wouldn't be surprised if I breakdown tonight, it's just that's it's easier for me to deal with because I was raised this way. I passed on my beliefs to my family, so-"

"-in other words miss, we don't hate you." Jabal finished.

Having enough of the kindness which she didn't deserve, she waved at them in dismissal, yelling that she was going to try to get the riches and bring them to Bojack, hoping that it'd be enough for him to leave the planet intact.

It wasn't and when he took a glance at her reaction to him blowing up the planet, he knew something occurred down there that had ruined all the years of torment he had inflicted on her in order for her to become his heartless killing pet. When he interrogated her to tell him what happened on the planet, she refused to talk, so he did what he did best; he beat her again, but unfortunately for Bojack, he was unable to break her this time.

And she'd make sure that he never did again.

Blinking back to the present, her mind then wondered to the recent planet they visited. It had been a beautiful red planet and its people, who looked rather strange with their large heads, were very kind, greeting them with open arms as soon as they landed; too bad Bojack didn't have a single kind bone in his body.

The evil bastard caused havoc on their planet until he had finally gotten his large hands on their leader. Seeing as how Bojack had no idea on how to speak their language, he had his engineers make a translator. Unfortunately for the last woman of Hera-seijin, since Bojack no longer trusted her, he refused to let her accompany him to speak to their leader. She instead was being carefully watched by one of his three goons while the other two followed Bojack.

When they returned to the ship, she caught wind of Bojack's loud-mouthed henchmen discussing something about planet Earth and seven mystical balls which can grant a wish.

This had given her an idea and though it was a long shot, she was going to take it. It could all be bullshit, but what the hell right? At this point, she was done caring about her life anyways. She'd rather die than to let things continue as they are.

Anyways, her idea was that if she could somehow get ahold of those mystical balls, she'd wish for every planet and its people to be brought back to life. She could have a second chance to right all the wrongs she had done. Her planet, her family and all of Hera-seijins can live again; she could even see Jabal and his mother along with their family.

Yes, Bojack can destroy everything again, but what if she got more than one wish? She can just wish to turn him into an insect and-

Bojack's sudden booming voice calling her name broke her out of her musing, making her sit upright. "Yes sir."

The exiled Hera-seijin glared at her, not liking in the slightest that she refused to acknowledge him as 'Master Bojack', no matter how much he abused her.

"Go tell Bido, Bujin, and Kogu to prepare themselves." He gave her a nasty grin. "We're going to the planet Earth to get me my wish."

Giving him a nod, she proceeded to head down the corridors to deliver the message to his henchmen.

"Oh and Zangya…" She paused, her back still turned. "The next time you call me 'Bojack-ass', I'm going to do more than just beat you in the dungeon."

Zangya shivered and resumed walking.

A/N: So four months come and go and finally I return with an update...Uhhh sorry? ^_^;

I started writing this sometime towards the end of December last year, but then it became an on and off going thing. Why? Ehh lack of inspiration.

You all probably want to know where the hell is the rest of...whatever this is right? Well here's the thing, this was supposed to be a two-part special of Bojack (the present time one, not the one in Bra's reality) but then I just kept on writing. That entire made up background story for Zangya wasn't part of my plan. I was just going to make a short intro like I did in the Broly special, then switch to what the Z-gang has been up to. I think all writers can understand the 'story writes itself' concept right?

Oh well, now you're gonna get a multi-part special.

Unfortunately, due to how long it's taking me to write it, I don't know when the next post will be. I posted this part because I felt it was ready and I wanted ya'll to know I'm still writing the story. Since the rest is messy as hell (say that shit all the time lol), I'm gonna start posting the next chapters one by one when I'm done with the entire thing. Kinda like I did with the Cell Games.

Hope you enjoyed this chapter. I plan to make Zangya a likable character and you know, have a personality.

Later guys!

(Posted: 4/4/18)

~Gater~