A/N: As promised, here is another chapter focusing on Zangya. It's going to be more backstory than action. Next chapter will be more action and chapter 21 will be getting back to the title character. Thank you for your support in reading, favoriting/following, and reviewing.

Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ.

Chapter 19

"Oooww." Turk groaned while rubbing the back of his neck. That certainly hadn't gone as he'd expected. He was used to getting in the first hit and controlling the pace of the fight. The fact that Zangya not only countered him, but that she moved so fast that he couldn't even see her, was a little off-putting. He started to pick himself up. "Well, what real man doesn't enjoy a challenge?"

"Oh, I'll give you a challenge alright."

Turk spun around and found himself face to face with the one who sent him through a wall.

"As for how much you'll enjoy it? Well, I can't guarantee anything on that score." With her arms folded over her chest, Zangya stared down her opponent.

Turk backed up quickly and raised his fists. "Oh yeah," He grinned. "That's what I'm talkin' 'bout!"

Instead of dropping to her stance, Zangya turned and started pacing around him in a circle. She put a hand to her chin in a thoughtful manner and observed the man in front of her with curiosity. The blue man followed her with his eyes, keeping himself ready for her attack. After she had made two full laps around him, she stopped. "Are you truly a member of the race of hera?" She asked with some confusion.

This wasn't a question Turk had expected. "Of course, I am! Don't you know what your own people look like?" Said the man who didn't recognize her as a Hera because she was wearing mustache glasses.

"You certainly look like a hera, but I know for a fact that our planet was destroyed a long time ago." She said with some sadness in her voice. "If you are a member of my race, how did you survive? Are there more of our kind?"

A melancholy smile formed on Turks' face. "Heh, you know? I was going to ask you the same thing after the fight. But since you asked first, I guess it's only fair that I answer you." He dropped his fists. "I'll answer you on two conditions. The first is that you tell me your end of the story too. How you survived and came to be on this planet and all that."

Zangya nodded. "What's the second condition?"

"After story time, I don't want you to hold anything back." The hera girl quirked an eyebrow. "I love a good fight more than anything. I can tell you're pretty strong. I'd love to see just how strong. A fight where both warriors put everything on the table. Those fights really get my blood pumping!"

Zangya smiled. "Hmph, like I was going to go easy on you anyway."

Turk grinned. "I'll take that as a yes. I'll answer your second question first if that's alright. To be honest, I was very young when our planet was destroyed, so I don't know for sure if there are others who survived or not. It's possible, especially since we can survive in space and the fact that our lifespan is considerably longer than the average mortal. That being said, I've been all over the universe as a member of the Jade army, and you're the first Hera I've come across. I doubt there are many more of us left, if any."

The hope in Zangyas eyes dampened as he said this. "I suppose it would be too much to hope for. So, you and I are likely the last of our race."

The male hera nodded. "Probably."

"Well then," Her eyes narrowed. "If you're planning on trying to make me your mate to repopulate our species, then you've got another thing coming!"

Turks' eyes went wide and he started to panic. "Wait, what? Nononono, nothing like that!" He blushed and waved his arms in front of him in denial. "I just thought, ya know, we could have some fun fighting and then talk a little."

Zangya raised an eyebrow. He seemed oddly weirded out at the prospect of mating with her. Not that she cared. It's just that, normally, male enemies would have no qualms about trying to take her by force. They were, of course, swiftly disposed of. "Very well. Tell me how you survived."

"Like I said, I was pretty young at the time. All that I remember was my parents pulling me out of my bed in the middle of the night. All around us, homes were burning and people were running around in panic. The sky was red like blood and even as a child I could tell that something was terribly wrong. There were beings there, not of the race of hera. Big, ugly lizard like creatures. I remember people fighting and yelling. My mother hid my face so I couldn't see the carnage, but I will never forget the cries of my people. I still have nightmares about it." Turk was continually clenching and unclenching his fists.

"Then, suddenly, we stopped running. I peeked out to see why we stopped. Blocking our path of escape was one of the invaders. My father told my mother to get me safely off the planet while he held off the monster. I guess he didn't want to have to worry about us while fighting. My mother flew straight up as fast as she could. The last I saw of my father was him throwing a punch at the beast before we were too high to see." He held up his fist and stared at it intensely. "I'll never forget that punch. Even after breaking through the atmosphere, I could still feel the power within his fists."

"It sounds like your father was a brave man."

"Yeah… Yeah he was." The look in his eyes told just how much the man agreed with this statement. "Anyway, we flew to a nearby moon to wait for him to come get us. But when he never came, we knew that our planet was lost. We didn't dare go back, so we wandered the galaxy, hopping from planet to planet, trying to find a friendly one to take us in. Before we found a suitable world, mother fell ill. The little food that we could find…" Turk made a choking sound before swallowing down his sorrow. "What little food we could find, she gave most of it to me. I didn't know at the time that she was starving, and then the sickness and…" He reached into his bosom and pulled out a golden locket the shape of an apple. "This is all that I have to remember them by." He opened it to look at the photo of his family inside.

A tear escaped from Zangyas' eye. "I'm sorry." She had mourned for her people of course, but hearing this account made the wound open afresh. She also had a family that had been lost when Hera fell.

"It's fine." Turk closed his locket. "It was a long time ago. After that, I carried on alone. I came across a group of mercenaries and they took me in. As you know, our race is one of the more naturally gifted in the strength department. That made me pretty useful to them and at least I didn't starve. I carried on as a mercenary for a few hundred years until I ran afoul of the Jade army on a job. Most the others on the job were executed, but the emperor recognized my strength and offered me a place in his army. I had no reason to refuse. I rose through the ranks quickly and it gave me the chance for a good fight every now and then. Been with 'em ever since."

"So Zangya, how did you escape the death of Hera?"

She stared quizzically at him. "How do you know my name? I don't remember ever telling you."

"Oh, uh… I must've heard it from one pf your blonde friends then."

"Whatever." She shrugged. She already knew that most men of hera were weird.

"Right, so what's your story?"

My story, huh?

Break

"HYAH!" A young hera girl, who looked to be about 6, with cloud like hair, drove her fist into a grown mans gut. She followed up with a jumping uppercut to his chin, making him to several backflips before landing flat on his back. "That's what you get for calling Mr. BoJack a monster!" She shouted at her fallen victim.

She turned around to leave, ignoring the crowd that had formed to witness a female child beat up a full grown hera man. "Dumb idiot." She muttered as she walked. "Mr. BoJack's a hero. How could anyone think he was bad?" Grumbling such things about how great her idol was and how anyone who disagreed was stupid. Her mumblings took her all the way to her home without her realizing it. Taking a deep breath to calm herself, she opened the door.

"Mother! I'm home!" She crossed the living room to the playpen where a baby was playing. Picking him up and hugging him, she carried him around. "Guess what I did today little brother." The baby looked at her curiously, not minding at all that the girl had interrupted his playtime. "A very bad man was saying mean things about Mr. BoJack and I set him straight. I beat him up really good." She showed the baby a fist and bopped him softly on the nose, causing him to giggle. He formed a pudgy fist trying to mimic his sister and touched her face with it. "That's right! You'll be a great warrior one day. Then maybe we can help Mr. BoJack together. Wouldn't that be fun?" The baby gurgled in response.

"Zangya!" An older woman with hair just as curly as Zangyas' walked out the corner. "Did I hear you correctly?" The woman, who could only be the siblings' mother, had a stern look on her face.

Zangya, who knew from her mothers' tone that she had said or done something that she wasn't supposed to, even if she wasn't sure what it was, tried to avoid the question. Of course, being a child, she only knew how to this based on what she had seen her father do. "Hello mother. Is that dinner I smell? It smells delicious! My you look pretty today." The stern look intensified, causing the girl to sweat drop. She held out the baby in front of her as her last defense. "Isn't he just adorable? Why don't we play with him for a little bit?"

Her mother, Zatarra, rolled her eyes. "Don't try to distract me young lady. I asked you a question."

Zangya looked up innocently. "What was the question?"

"What did I hear you say just now?"

Zangya replied with a fool proof answer. The secret weapon of all young children. "I dunno." She shrugged her shoulders.

A vain appeared in Zatarras' forehead. "Did you say that you beat up a man because he said something you didn't like about Bojack?"

"Um… Yes?" Zangya wasn't sure where this was going.

"And don't you think that was a wrong thing to do?" The mother asked incredulously.

"How come? Father beats people up when they do bad things."

"Huuuuuh." Zatarra let out a long, exasperated, sigh. "Just wait till your father gets home."

As if on cue, door opened and in walked a tall and powerfully built man. He had long, straight hair and a kind open face.

"Daddy!" Zangya ran towards her father and he scooped both her and her brother up in a hug.

"Hello my loves!" He kissed them both with a smile. He turned to Zangya. "And how did the goddess bless you today, my little angel?"

"Well today your 'little angel' got herself into a little trouble." Zatarra interjected.

"Oh?" Katang replied with some concern. "What kind of trouble?"

"Apparently, she beat somebody up to defend the honor of 'The great' BoJack." With this the fathers' expression darkened. "Then, she came home and started telling her little brother that they should join his army of sycophants." Katangs brow creased further.

"Zangya, is this true?"

The little girl, who still didn't see anything wrong with her actions responded in the affirmative. "I see…" He set the girl down and handed the baby to his wife. Then he knelt down so he was level with his daughter. "Listen to me, Zangya. I don't ever want you to talk about BoJack again."

"Huh? How come?" She couldn't believe her father would say such a thing.

"BoJack has some very dangerous ideas. It's going to lead him and the people who follow him into a lot of trouble." He spoke very seriously. "I love you, my angel, and I don't want anything bad to happen to you, or to this family. So, no more talk of him, ok?"

"But that's not fair! Why can't I…"

"Zangya." Katang spoke softly but firmly, in a tone that left no room for debate. The little girl puffed out her cheeks and stomped up the stairs to her room.

"Zangya? Come back. We still haven't had dinner." Her father called after her.

"Not hungry!"

"Do you think she'll be alright?" Katang asked his wife.

"I think so. She'll come back down when she's hungry. But all this political unrest and talks of revolution is bad for the children. I can't believe they let him rile up the people like this where anyone can hear him. Can't you do something?"

"Not unless he actually causes harm to someone. I don't think his rhetoric will allow him to hurt our own people. Not yet anyway."

Later that night, Zangya snuck out of her bedroom and left the house. She made her way to an old abandoned warehouse. The inside was filled with people and in the center of them all, raised up on a podium, was a large man with long orange hair and a bandana. He was in the middle of making a speech that captured the attention of all who were present.

"Why should we be the only ones who enjoy such prosperity? We should take the blessings of the goddess to all the galaxy, and to all the universe!" This received a massive cheer. Zangyas' eyes shone with adoration for this man. "And what of those who do not accept her blessings? To that, I say we make them accept, by force if we have to! And if they still refuse? Well, we can only but send them to the goddess a little earlier than usual." This received another cheer and thunderous applause. One of the most enthusiastic cheerers in the crowd, was little Zangya.

Four years later.

"HE'S A CHAMPION OF OUR PEOPLE! WHY CAN'T YOU UNDERSTAND THAT!?" Zangya Shouted.

"He's a terrorist and a monster!" Her father countered. "How could you still support him after what he did on Centauri 5? Because of him, we are on the brink of war with the galactic alliance!"

Zangya grit her teeth. "That wasn't his fault! Mr. BoJack didn't have a choice but to do what he did! If those people had just accepted the rule of the goddess…"

"I can't believe what I'm hearing. Zangya, he slaughtered millions of innocent people! Do you think that is the will of the goddess? BoJack doesn't care about the goddess, our planet or our people! He's a sadistic murderer, bent on obtaining as much power for himself as he can! Anyone who believes otherwise is a fool, surely you can see that!"

"NO! YOU'RE THE FOOL FATHER!" Zangya turned away from her father, only to see a small blue face staring up at her with pleading eyes. The little boy was holding a blue teddy bugbear.

"Big sister, don't go. Please don't be mad." He held out the stuffed animal, offering it to his sister. "You can play with Turkleton to make you feel better." Zangyas expression softened for a moment, but then she turned her face away and ran past her little brother and out of the house, slamming the door behind her.

"ZANGYA WAIT!"

"BIG SISTER! COME BACK!"

But the girl paid no heed to her father. With tears in her eyes she flew through the sky, desperate to get as far away from her ignorant family as possible.

"GAAAHHH!" she screamed in frustration. "Why can't they understand!?"

"Family troubles again little Zangya?" A spiky haired boy in his late teens appeared by the angry girls' side.

"Leave me alone Kogu. I'm not in the mood today." She put on a burst of speed to get rid of him, only for him to suddenly appear in front of her, blocking her path.

"Oh, don't be like that." He said with what he thought was charm. "After I came all this way to ensure that you didn't miss out on the selections."

"The selections? That's today!?" Zangyas' anger turned into excitement. "WHAT ARE WE WAITING FOR!? LET'S GO!"

"Heh, just follow me." Kogu took off, with the girl right on his tail.

Kogu led her to a familiar warehouse. This time, the warehouse was not filled with as many people. Instead, it had about twenty or thirty individuals, all facing 3 men. Of the larger group, there were several adults, but the majority of the crowd were kids. Most of them looked to be in their teens, with only one other person being as young as Zangya.

Kogu motioned for the girl following him to join the larger crowd while he took his place by the 3 men. He nodded to a larger man with a mohawk, who returned the nod with a smile. The mohawk guy stepped out in front of the other three and addressed the crowd.

"Welcome sisters and brothers!" The group cheered loudly and the man had to wait for it to quiet down before continuing. "I am Bido, and you are the few that have been chosen as potential servants of the goddess and of our master BoJack!" Once again cheers broke out.

"Of course, the master desires nothing but the best from his warriors. So, all of you will be put through a little test." A cruel smile crossed Bidos' face. "You will fight each other for the honor of serving him. Now who will be the first to join our ranks?" The crowd shuffled nervously. Most of them knew there was going to be a test, but none of them wanted to be the first to tryout. What if they were to fail?

Zangyas' hand shot up, but a high-pitched voice came from the crowd and the only other child of Zangyas' age jumped out to the center of the room. "I don't mind being the first victor. Who is my first victim to be?" Despite his youth, or maybe because of it, his sadistic expression was his most distinctive feature.

"Well, if it isn't little Bujin." Bido was glad his recruit was the first to volunteer. "Very well, who is brave enough to play with this toddler? Come now, he's half the size as most of you."

Zangya was practically hopping up and down to get herself noticed, but the fact that every other person in the crowd was obscuring her, nobody seemed to see her.

"You! What's your name?" Bido pointed to one of the adults in the crowd.

"I-it's Aldo sir."

"Alright Aldo, get out here. You will be Bujins' opponent."

Aldo was a wiry, but strong man. He thought that he was incredibly lucky to have this child as his opponent. He walked out with confidence and took his stance. Bujin grinned maliciously at the man.

"BEGIN!" Bido yelled and Aldo rushed at the child in front of him. He aimed a kick at the small boy, but he dodged. Annoyed, he drove a punch down, which only impacted the ground.

"Come now Aldo, can't you finish one little boy off?" Frustrated and embarrassed, Aldo began to swing wildly, trying to crush Bujin with all his might. The boy continued to dodge with apparently no effort. While the man was swinging wildly, Bujin punched him hard in the throat, making the man grasp his neck while trying to get some air. The boy swept his legs out from under him and he collapsed, then he jumped on top of him, driving both feet hard into his sternum. He straddled the man and started raining blows on Aldos face, all while wearing an evil grin that caused even Kogu to shudder.

Zangya, who had pushed her way to the front to see the fight, could see that Aldo was no longer moving. The poor mans' face was a bloody swollen mess, yet Bujin kept hammering it even more. Everyone in the crowd was feeling slightly sick at the pleasure that the boy was getting out of injuring another.

"STOP IT! STOP IT RIGHT NOW!" Zangya Yelled as loud and as forcefully as she could. Bujin didn't stop. In fact, it seemed that he couldn't even hear her. She ran out of the crowd, grabbed Bujins fist and flipped him off of the unconscious body of Aldo.

Bujin had landed on his head several meters away. Once the initial shock wore off, he was livid. "How dare you interrupt my playtime!"

"No, how dare YOU!" Zangya was equally angry. "Why would you do this to a fellow hera? To somebody who believes in Mr. Bojacks' cause? He can't move so there's no reason to fight anymore."

"It seems we have a believer here." A deep voice said with some mirth.

Zangya looked around and saw BoJack standing in the middle of his 4 lieutenants. Everyone in the room bowed down, including Zangya.

"Who is this girl?" The large Hera asked.

"Master, I am sorry." Kogu replied. "Her name is Zangya. I am the one who brought her here. She has wanted to serve you for a long time. I apologize for her behavior, I did not think she would interrupt like this, I shall get rid of her immediately."

BoJack smirked. "Hm, no need for that." He walked over to the kneeling girl. "Do you wish to serve me child?"

Zangya looked up. The power radiating from her hero was intimidating and inspiring.

"Y-yes Mr. BoJack."

"Then we shall give her the chance to prove herself." He turned to a man next to Bido. "Toga!"

"Yes master!"

"You will be this girls' opponent. Let's see how much she believes in our cause."

Toga chuckled darkly. "As you wish master." He got up and walked toward the girl while cracking his knuckles. "Let's test the measure of your devotion."

Zangya quickly got to her feet. "Fine, let me show you." Now's the time to show them what I can do. Taking a deep breath, she started to power up. "HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHH!" Wind swirled around her and her aura flared. When she finished, all around her stared in awe at the little girl. Her hair was red and her skin green. Even her frame had become slightly more muscular.

"I-impossible. THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE!" Toga yelled. "ONLY THE MASTER HAS UNLOCKED THAT TRANSFORMATION! YOU'RE NOTHING BUT A FRAUD!" He lunged at her, but he met a fist straight in his face. He flew back from the little girls' punch and she followed him. He launched a ki blast at her that she knocked away and did a front flip into an axe kick, smashing Toga into the ground. She landed beside him, glaring down, daring him to get up. His fear kept him down.

The three remaining Lieutenants were stunned, even Kogu. They would never have believed that This little girl could actually defeat Toga. What was even more surprising was the fact that she seemed to be using the same technique that their master used. BoJack just smiled.

"Zangya."

The girl turned toward her hero. "Yes sir!"

"How did you achieve the full powered state?"

"Is that what this is called?" She questioned while holding up a lock of her hair. "I've been doing it for a while now but I was just calling it the super Hera form."

BoJack laughed. "HAHAHA! Is that so? Very well, Kogu, Bido. Zangya will take Togas place, is that clear."

Both men were stunned. "Er, yes master."

"Good. Oh, and find a place for young Bujin. I see quite a lot of promise in him. Everyone else can leave." BoJack turned once more to the girl. "The goddess has sent you to me for a purpose. Let us bathe the universe in her glory together. Would you like that?"

Zangya bowed low, with a huge triumphant grin on her face. "Yes, master BoJack."

Two years later.

"NYAHAHAHAHAH! DIE YOU WORTHLESS SCUM!" On a planet far from Hera, Bujin was enjoying impaling the weak inhabitants with his sharp makeshift spears. The bug-like people ran as fast as they could from the terrifying boy. He spotted a family of insects. "Oh joy, 3 for the price of 1!" He raised his hand to send a blast, but he was stopped from bringing it down by someone grabbing his wrist. He looked around to see who dared to stop him.

Zangya glared at Bujin. "Tch, Zangya… I should have known; you are always ruining my fun."

Zangya tightened her grip, causing him to wince in pain. "They weren't resisting. There was no reason to hurt them."

"Spare me your bleeding-heart nonsense. They're literally insects. What use could they possibly have for the master. Just let me kill a few more."

Zangyas glare intensified. "BoJack has requested us to return with him to Hera. We don't have time for your sick style of play."

"Fine, let's go. After you my lady." Zangya rolled her eyes and took off. Bujin smirked and sent one last blast at the insect family. "Whoops." Then he followed the girl.

The two met up with BoJack, Koga and Bido in the stratosphere. "Good," BoJack started. "We're all here. I have just received a message. It seems that there is something wrong on our home world."

Zangyas eyes widened with worry. "What's wrong!? Are our people safe?"

Bujin rolled his eyes. BoJack replied. "I don't know the details. We must get back as soon as we can just in case." The Hera warriors all nodded and headed for home.

After 5 days of flying through space, BoJack and his men finally reached Hera. But what they saw upon landing could hardly be compared to the home they all knew.

Buildings were demolished. Homes destroyed. Lush fields turned into barren wastes. The horror caused even Bido to become somber.

"How could this have happened?" Kogu asked his master. "We haven't been gone that long. Our people aren't so weak that they would be wiped out in a matter of days. Who could have done this?"

BoJack folded his arms. "I believe the only force capable of this would be the galactic alliance."

"What?" Kogu questioned. "I thought they weren't going to go to war with us?"

"And they didn't." Bido interjected. "They simply committed genocide against our entire race. Even the children."

Zangya, who was in a state of shock, snapped out of it at the words 'children' and she flew full speed away from her comrades.

No. Please no!

She tried desperately to sense for life energy, but could find none. All she saw was the crumbling buildings. She landed at what was once her home. She hadn't been back in 2 years. She hadn't seen her family in all that time. "Please let them be ok." She muttered as she pushed open the door. The entire house was a mess, stairs broken, walls torn apart, furniture overturned. She searched the house for any sign of life, but found none. In a bedroom she was about to exit, she stepped on something that made a squeaking sound.

Looking down, she saw the blue, stuffed bug bear that her little brother had been so fond of. Dropping to her knees, she picked it up. As she looked at the last remnant of her family, tears began to form in her eyes. She hugged the stuffed animal to her chest and started to weep. "I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!" Her tears fell heavily down her face. "If only I had been here. If only I hadn't left. I never even got to say goodbye! It's all my fault! I'm so sorry!"

"It isn't your fault." BoJack stepped into the room behind her, but she refused to look up. "I tried to warn our people of this. I told them that if they trusted in the galactic alliance, our people would suffer. We were to lenient on the bureaucrats who run this galaxy. It is the alliances fault. It is the fault of all those who wouldn't heed my call to action. But it isn't your fault."

"But if I had been here. If I hadn't left, I could have saved them!"

"Yes. We probably could have saved them had we been here. But we weren't, and that is that."

The two were silent, except for Zangyas sobs.

"Don't you care?" Zangyas tear streaked face stared up at BoJack.

"Of course, I care!" He yelled, startling the girl. He calmed down slightly. "That is why we will destroy the galactic alliance and every planet therein."

Zangya stayed on her knees for a while, silent. "You're right. Those monsters will pay for what they've done!" She stood up and dropped the bugbear.

"I'm glad you agree. We will need your strength if we are to succeed." Zangya nodded and started walking out the door past BoJack.

"Zangya." She stopped. "No more mercy."

She turned around. Her eyes were narrowed and her mouth was set in a frown. Her brow was furrowed as she replied. "No matter how much they beg."

Break

"When we left Hera, BoJack thought it would be a good idea to blow it up so the alliance couldn't claim it for their own. Over the next few years, we destroyed every planet in the alliance." Zangya told Turk. "The lizard men you mentioned were shock-troops of the Doconner planet. Very powerful and genetically modified creatures. It was no wonder they were able to overcome our people. It took everything we had to kill them all."

"So, I guess I should thank you for avenging our people." Turk said solemnly.

Zangya shrugged. "I didn't care about our people. Those monsters took my little brother and parents from me. They took my family. I just wanted to make them all pay. I guess a part of me still knows it was my fault for not being there."

"I'm sure that they don't think it was your fault."

"How would you know what they think! They're all dead!" Zangya yelled.

Turk stroked his beard. "I'm just saying, if I had a sister, I'd just be glad she survived that massacre. And I'd be proud to know that she was the one who avenged us."

"Tch, whatever."

"So then what happened?"

"After we overthrew the alliance, I thought we were done. But nothing ever satisfied BoJack. The more we destroyed, the more destruction he craved. I soon realized that my parents were right. He was a monster, power hungry and sadistic. Unfortunately, I was already caught up in his gang. I had nowhere else to go and they were the closest thing to family I had left. To stop our rampage, 4 beings known as the Kais sealed us in a star. It a was only through chance that we were released close to a year ago."

"Well, that explains why you still look so young."

"We continued our path of destruction. We were aiming for Earth and then we came here and everything changed when I met Gohan…" A blush crept into her cheeks as she thought of the young warrior. "Hem, anyway. That's enough of backstory. I believe I promised you a fight."

"Well, that was abrupt, but okay. I can't wait to see how I stack up against a super hera!" Turk pounded his fists together.

Zangya flipped her hair. "I suppose a deal's a deal. Full power it is. HAAH!" Her transformation to her red-haired, green-skin form was almost instant. "Just don't complain when the fight is too short." She clapped her hands together then started spinning her arms around like a wind mill. "Beware all evildoers! It's time to meet your doom!" She took a knee and crossed her arms in front of her. "Friend of the mighty Gold fighter! Enemy of injustice!" She stood back up, spun around and, placing one hand on her hip and the other formed a peace sign over her forehead. "I am the Great Red Z Girl!" OH MY GOSH THAT WAS SO COOL! I can't wait to tell Gohan!

Turk blinked once. Twice… Three times… "What?"

End chapter.

Omake:

"Hey Gohan, Mind if I ask you something?" Gohan was sitting in his room doing homework when Zangya walked in.

"Sure, what's up?" The half saiyan set his pencil down and looked at his friend.

"Well, I was thinking." She played with her hair nervously. "Would it be alright if I, you know, join you sometime while your fighting crime as the gold fighter?"

"You want to fight crime with me?" He asked confused.

"Well, it's just that you make it sound so fun and I thought I could try it. I feel like I did a pretty good job of saving 18. I've already been practicing lines and posing with you. I even came up with a great name that would go great with yours."

Gohan folded his arms and raised an eyebrow skeptically. "Oh yeah? What's the name?"

"Ahem." She spun around and brought a peace sign over her forehead with a hand on her hip. "I am the Red Z girl!"

For several moments, Zangya stayed in her pose and the preteen stared at her.

"Zangya. That is… The greatest name I have ever heard!" Gohan yelled enthusiastically.

"Really!" Zangya dropped her pose in excitement.

"Yeah! How did you come up with it!?"

"Hehe." She folded her arms. "It's quite simple my friend. You see, the Z is for Zangya and the red because of my hair in my transformed state. Also, I'm a girl."

"Wow! That's brilliant!" Gohan nodded at the older girls' creativity. "And that pose was pure gold!"

"Pure gold fighter, you mean. HAHA!"

"Oh yes, this is going to work quite nicely."

1 hour later.

*Ding dong*

Chichi opened the door to welcome 18. "Hi chichi, I was wondering if I could see Zangya for a bit?"

"Of course, I think she's talking with Gohan right now about his homework, but you're welcome to go and join them."

As 18 got closer to the kids' room, she heard lots of strange grunting noises.

"Hah!"

"Hooh!"

"Hmph!"

"No Zangya, you have to move your hips like this."

"Oh, Gohan, You're so good at this!"

18 grinned. I knew something was going on with those two! Now I can catch them in the act!

She threw open the door to Gohans' room. "AHA!"

Staring back at the cyborg were Gohan and Zangya, both in compromising positions, though not the kind that 18 pictured.

"Oh, hey 18. Wanna join us?" Gohan said. He was bent over staring at her between his legs in a classic Ginyu style pose.

"Uh…"

"Hey, great idea Gohan!" Zangya was standing on her head, both palms thrust out. "You should really get in on this!"

"What… exactly is this?" 18 wasn't sure what exactly was going on, but she was fairly certain she wanted no part of it.

"We're practicing our crime fighting skills." Zangya flipped back to her feet. "Posing is apparently a very important aspect of it. So, wanna be a super hero with the gold fighter and red z girl?"

"Uh, no thanks." But they apparently didn't hear her.

"Great!" Said Gohan. "Now we'll need a name for you. How about… 'AutomaTina'?"

"No, I said I didn't…"

"Then what about, 'Bombshell DX'?" Zangya chimed in.

"Look I don't want…"

"Cyber girl!"

"Red ribbon raider!"

"Ghost in the shell!"

"I'm out of here." 18 left the room.

"AUTOMIC BLONDE!" Zangya yelled

Damn, I really like that one. 18 thought.

End omake.

A/N: I hope you guys like Zangyas' back story. I tried to look up the planet and race of Hera but there really isn't very much information about how it was destroyed, or when BoJack and his gang were imprisoned so if there is something I got wrong, feel free to let me know. Thanks again for reading. I'm going to try to write more than 1 chapters during the next week. Until next time!