The village was kind of a downer, it was a small rundown place with poorly constructed wooden huts with nothing but dirt as flooring, a few leaves on the ground as beds, and what looked like small broken sticks with several gaps between them as the roof. Ruins of what once might've been tall buildings littered the ground everywhere, large and small pieces of debris sticking out of the ground. A row of the planet's inhabitants, they were bright orange with brown splotches on their skin and a little small, stood on each side of Trunks and me as we walked behind the pilot of one of the jets into the village. All the aliens in the rows were kneeling down as we walked by.

We both looked at them curiously. "Are they worshiping us or something?" Trunks whispered to me quietly.

I shook my head slightly, keeping my eyes on one of the rows of aliens. "I doubt it, if you look really closely, you can see that they're shaking quite a bit." I whispered back.

"Do you think they're scared of us?"

I turned my head a little to look at him with a lifted eyebrow. "Scared? Why would they be scared of us? We haven't done anything to them."

"I don't know, maybe these guys have run into Saiyans before?"

I stared at him for a moment before blinking and shrugging, looking forward. "Maybe..." I said quietly.

A female alien, or I think it was a female, suddenly ran out in front of us, screaming something in her alien language as she held something close to her chest. She suddenly tripped over some debris that was sticking out of the ground and fell down practically face first in front of us, dropping a bundle of dirty blankets as she fell. Panicked whispers spread throughout the aliens as the alien in front of us winced in pain for a moment before quickly crawling up to the bundle of blankets and snatching it up before she sat up, crying loudly. I squatted down next to her and looked at the bundle in her arms with a lifted eyebrow, a small, pale orange face poked out of the blankets near the top.

I sucked in a quick breath. A baby! I thought to myself. I looked over my shoulder at the pilot. "Hey you, what's she saying?" I asked him.

The pilot practically stumbled backward when he realized I was talking to him. He slowly approached us and looked at me and the alien before speaking. "Uh.. She's saying... um... 'My poor, poor child, who will save her from this cursed sickness?'" The pilot translated, I still didn't know why he was the only one here who could talk and understand English. Maybe some of them did understand but were too scared of us to come talk to Trunks or me, the pilot was probably scared to death of us too.

I looked back at the mother and her baby as she stroked it caringly and helplessly, a desperate expression on her tear-streaked face. To tell you the truth, I felt pretty bad for the female alien and her race. "A sickness huh? Alright, leave this to me." I said, a slight smile on my lips.

"Uh Kiela, what are you going to do?" Trunks whispered to me as he squatted down next to me.

I looked at him, still smiling a little. "Just watch and trust me, I know what I'm doing."

I placed a hand over the baby's head for a moment, the mother didn't seem to notice, and let a little energy flow from me to the baby, not a lot though, just enough to heal it. Once I removed my hand from the baby's head, the baby's green eyes opened wide, blinked a few time, and the baby started to cry, its skin color returning to its bright orange color. The mother's eyelids flew open and she stopped crying when she heard her baby, she held her baby up and looked at it over, a joyful smile forming on her thin lips when she realized what had just happened. New tears of joy started to stream down her cheeks as she started to rapidly talk in her gibberish alien language. Well, that was one way to show these guys we weren't a threat.

I looked at the pilot as he smiled brightly at me and the mother and baby, but he looked a little dazed. "You have cured a child that carried an incurable disease... You are, not like the other Saiyans... You do not destroy life like them, you protect and save it!" He said cheerfully. I stood up next to Trunks and shrugged, it wasn't exactly hard to do. "You are our rescuer! You will free us from the other Saiyans!"

I paused and lifted an eyebrow in puzzlement. "Other Saiyans?" I asked in confusion, but no one except Trunks heard me over all the cheerful shouting and singing.

"What's going on here?! Why aren't you lazy dirt bags working?!" A familiar, scratchy, rough voice erupted over the shouts and singing. The aliens immediately stopped their celebrating and ran away screaming in terror, running into several small tunnels in the ground, probably their way of getting around the planet. "I knew we shouldn't have come to this stupid ball of rubble! There's nothing here!" The voice sounded again, but closer. I made a tight fist and hardened my jaw. Trunks noticed and stepped in front of me, but still off to the side, planting his feet firmly on the ground. And guess who came into view? Paragus, with Broly behind him, turned around a corner of a poorly built house and Paragus looked around for the aliens with a scowl on his face. He spotted us pretty quickly in the middle of the almost empty village and a wicked grin formed on his lips. "Hello Kiela. I knew we'd see each other again."

"What are you doing here Paragus? And why are you using these poor people? They haven't done anything to you!" I demanded, stepping forward but Trunks held an arm out in front of me to keep me from going very far.

Paragus tapped his index finger against his chin and looked up. "Well, after you left us on that last planet, we looked through this part of the galaxy, hoping to find you, but instead we ended up on this useless ball of dirt. The people here are simply helping us fix our ship, nothing more, and if they want to stay alive then they should be finished." He explained. He looked at us with a wicked grin again. "Besides, they attacked first, so we had no choice but to demolish their precious cities." He chuckled. "And I must say, watching them run in terror as we shot them down was quite entertaining." He looked back at Broly. "What did you think Broly?" He asked Broly, but Broly didn't reply, he just stared at Trunks and me with the same emotionless expression as last time.

"How dare you!" I growled, walking right up to Trunks, Trunks watched me out of the corner of his eye, just in case I decided to attack, but kept his arm out in front of me.

Paragus glared and me and tsked. "How dare I? How dare you! You disgrace your race by parading around with a half-blood!" He shot back, pointing at Trunks and me.

I clenched my teeth and took a threatening step forward, glaring daggers at him. "I'll make you eat those words."

He stretched his arms out, grinning wickedly at us once again. "Then by all means, shove them down my throat."

"With pleasure!" I growled, but before I could charge him, Trunks grabbed my shoulders and pulled me back as I pulled against his hold with all my might.

"He's just baiting you Kiela. He knows what you're capable of so he wants to get you worked up then get you to do what he wants." Trunks whispered in my ear. He looked up at Paragus again. "Whatever that is."

I paused for a moment, still pulling against Trunks' grip on my shoulder, before I exhaled slowly and glanced back at Trunks. "So what do you want to do then?" I asked, trying to get myself to calm down, which didn't work very well.

"Let me try something." He stepped forward and pushed me behind him before I could protest. He looked at Paragus with a serious expression. "Let's make a deal."

Paragus lifted an eyebrow and stared at Trunks for a moment before crossing his arms over his chest, an amused smile on his lips. "This should be good." He said to Broly, but Broly just kept staring at me blankly, that really set me on edge.

"You leave this planet and its inhabitants alone, and in exchange, I'll tell you exactly where we're going."

My eyes widened in shock and I grabbed his sleeve tightly, tugging on it hard. "Trunks! What are you doing?" I whispered to him.

He looked over his shoulder at me and smiled slightly but didn't say anything, he looked back at Paragus, the smile gone. "Well? It's what you asked for right?"

Paragus paused for a moment and put a hand on his chin. "Hmmm... Leave a planet alone in exchange for some information huh?" He looked back at Trunks with a sly smile. "Deal."

Trunks nodded slowly. "Good." He glanced back at me for a split second before looking back at Paragus again. "We're going to a planet called Namek."

Paragus nodded in understanding. "Ah, I see. May I ask why?"

"The deal was that we would tell our destination, not our intentions!" I snapped at him coldly. "Now keep your part of the deal and leave!"

Paragus bowed as he stepped back, but it didn't look like a bow of respect or anything like that. "Very well. Come on Broly, it's time to go." Paragus told Broly as he straightened up and spun around on his heel to turn around. But Paragus looked at me one more time with a grin again. "We'll see each other again Kiela, and it will not be pleasant." And with that, they left. I scowled at them as they left before spinning around on my heel and storming off, Paragus had something planned, something bad.

A/N: Well this doesn't look good... Paragus and Broly knowing where they're going is not good at all. And Kiela gets the impression that Paragus has something up his sleeve, you'll see what it is after the next few chapters. And don't forget to leave a review about what you guys think. Until the next chapter guys!