1 is the lonliest number

"Child, I do believe I asked you a question. "

"Mommy," I looked up at her tugging on her shirt, "why do you always cross your arms like that?"

She scoffed and rolled her eyes turning to the opposite side of the playground.

"Mommy..."

"What?," she hissed down at me in a stern tone.

"I love you mommy!" I clutched onto her leg, giggling when she tried shaking me off. Daddy always screamed when I did this, but mommy could always pry me off in a matter of seconds.

"Jeez, you little...brute!" She picked me up by the nape of my dress and held me at eye level. She squinted her eyes and I squinted mine. When she came closer I attached my hands to her cheeks and pinched them sticking my tongue out at her. I loved to laugh and bother her!

Sighing, she let me back down onto the sawdust covered ground and enclosed her hand around mine. "Well, come on brat, let's go clean you up. I know that's your favorite dress."

"Mommy can we skip to the bathroom?" She looked down at me with her lips pursed into a straight line and huffed. "Maybe next time."

"But mommy, you always say that."

"I do not~ and stop looking at me with those big eyes girl! That is not going to work on me! No, not this time!"


..........


"Fine, we can skip."

"Yay! Mommies the best!"

"I do love you after all, brat."

And she was smiling. I loved it when she smiled. But the warmth and happiness I was feeling at that moment was replaced with cold, sadness...anger...fear.

I was beginning to wake up, and I could feel my hands behind me binded and pressed against something cold. The helmet was still on and I'm glad the it was reverse tint. I don't think the guards noticed I was awake, or observing the room. There were these tanks filled with blue gunk and these weird, typical aliens were inside. The guards looked like lizard people, with bulging muscles, and long curly antennas resembling cock roaches.

I tried moving around when I thought they weren't looking, but I couldn't. There was something type of static-electricity type restraints around my neck, waist, thighs, and ankles that were keeping me in place.

'Shit....'




I stayed in this position for what seemed like forever, and even started slouching because I was feeling sore all over. The second I felt a high ki approaching the large room, I became alert. It was large, and threatening. Almost as high as my mom's, and she was one of the most powerful saiyan women in the history of her people. Our people.

I watched these doors that looked fresh from star trek open from the left, right, and bottom letting someone in. I couldn't make out the figure, although it seemed familiar somehow.

It wasn't until they were standing right in front of me that I saw it was the man from earlier. The one that took never out without actually doing anything. Bastard. He was probably waiting on me the whole time!

"Finally awake are we?"

And there it was. That same fucking smirk from earlier. I could feel my blood beginning to boil just by looking at him, and usually when that happened my Ki would spike..but it wasn't doing anything. He must've felt what I was trying to do because he 'tsked' me shaking his head from side to side.

"Fool. Those binds are made to surprises any form of energy that you have. The more you try and struggle, the more you'll be drained. And que the evil laughter. I was tired of him already. No, I was Just tired. I had been trying to muster up at least something, but it was a lost cause.


The long haired man pulled me away from a podium I didn't even know I was standing on and pushed me towards the odd doors. The alien men stepped aside and were murmuring in something type of nonhuman language while doors opened. Pushing me out into a hall I could see more men who wore armor resembling mom's and the man's behind me, but theirs were more of a blue and white color.


There was practically an entire army following us! We passed by so many rooms and they were all filled with men. Men, men, men, and more men! I don't think that they knew about me. Being a Girl and all. Mom had always told me that Saiyans, even though she hated to admit it, were a lot like dogs. Great vision, keen hearing, strong sense of smell. But I don't think they could smell me because of the suit and helmet. It didn't cling to my body either, so that was another thing I was thankful for.

We were approaching a huge white door with two alien guards in front of it. They were the same race as the others but, they were tall and on the leaner side. The man behind me tightened his grip around my wrist and pulled left to the side while this door was opened from the ceiling. The men walked inside and it closed. I could feel him staring holes into the back, observing me. I knew he was curious, this bulky suit gave nothing to the imagination so he probably thought I was some frail boy.


After about 5 minutes the door opened again and he pushed me forward with a hard 'Go. '

The room was do bright I could barely see anything, even through the helmet! Once my eyes readjusted, I could see that there were about 150+ men in this room alone. But one man stood out. He was sitting a top a huge chair decorated in what looked like ancient Egyptian silks with gems of all sorts hanging from them.

He himself didn't look like a very large man like the others. And as I got closer to him, he was almost as short as I was. He had a scowl to match my mother's, skin to match my mother's, all the men with hair that I've seen had the same matching hair color. Black. That's another thing I didn't inherit from my saiyan mother, my father at that.

My hair was a ashy mint green color. I grew no body hair, I never had a period, one of my eyes were a golden brassy yellow while the other was emerald green. My mixed skin was rather in between light and dark for a mixed child....so I appeared exotic or freak-like to the people who had the chance to see me in my lifetime.

The man led me to stand in front of the man in the chair and forced me onto my knees, all of the restraints oddly disappearing except for the ones holding my wrist.

"Radditz, Is this the one who caused us all of that trouble?"

'So his name is Radditz?'

"Only half of the problem my lord. There was another-"

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN ANOTHER?" That deep, raspy voice cut him off so fast you could've thought he bit his tongue off.

"Between the two of them, they took out over 180 men sir."

"Over 180 men?"

"Sir, the one before has been taken care if and we have the body if you would like to personally examine it."

"Bring it to me. NOW."

He was such a small man, but powerful. I had a feeling it was too late for me not to be on his bad side.

Once again the room fell silent. The only thing I could really hear was my heartbeat and heavy breathing in this helmet, until the door could be heard opening and closing.

A body was drug and dropped a few yards away from me, and the only thing I could see besides the long black hair was something shiny on the wrist. And it caught my eye. There was a small heart pendant that I had given my mom on my birthday a few years back. Christmas. That was my mommy, I had time get to her. I needed to get to her. I was going to get to her.



Vegeta POV




'Great Gods.'

This feeble mortal was pulling Radditz around like mere ragdoll! There was No way a petrid human could pull around a purebred advanced saiyan.

'Why is it trying to get to that body? What is it up to?'


"RADDITZ, SUBDUE THAT CAPTIVE THIS INSTANCE! AND THAT IS AN ORDER!" Was that fool really going to let himself be made a fool of in front of his comrades?

His foot connected behind the knees and down it went. The blows should have been enough to break the legs alone but it appeared to sit on it's own will. I couldnt even smell it, and it was probably due to that damned suit. The material seemed to match the ones back on Vegetasei but it looked more advanced. Whomever or whatever it was, it was strong. Possibly a threat, but somehow my curiosity got the best of me, which was rare.


"Radditz, remove that helmet. I want to see who's behind the death of my men. "


End POV



'Please No.' I was shaking my head so he wouldn't take my helmet off. They would figure everything out and possibly kill me. I don't wanna die!

I thought about running because he let go of my wrist, but it was too late. I sensed his hands on the sides of my head, and before I knew it, the helmet was being lifted from my head. Lock after wavy minty green lock fell past my chest as I hung my head low so I didn't have to look this man in the face. There were a few gasps in the room, and a few whispers wondering what kind of alien I was and what I was doing on earth. It was my home planet. It was my home.


My hair covering my face, I glanced over at my mother's lifeless body and wondered if I was next. I already wasted all of the energy I could muster up since those rings were gone, so I had No other choice but room sit here.



Vegeta POV

'Something smelled off about this one.'

What kind of alien was this? That hair looked so....unusual yet so familiar. What was this?

"Radditz, I want to see the face."


With an approving grunt, he smoothed the hair out of the way and yet I still couldn't see a thing. Just a tanned forehead, and my patience was running thin.


"Look at me captive."

Still no response.


"Look. At. Me. Captive."


The long hair swayed from side to side causing another wave of it's scent to brush against my nose. It was a soft scent, not as aggressive as most of the aliens I've come into contact with, but a vaguely familiar scent I was all too accustomed with.

"I SAID LOOK AT ME!"



Slowly, the head lifted up revealing a pair of odd colored eyes that seemed to engulf me whole. A soft round face, and dark olive colored skin. I was at a loss for words.


'Was this...a Girl?'


No, it couldn't be. It didnt smell like a Girl. Did it? I barely picked up a female scent, how could this be a Girl?


Long eyelashes batted as she closed her eyes to blink, and somehow, I could see my daughter staring back at me. My dear Bulla. I pushed the life I had once lived completely out of my subconscious away and now, I seemed to be staring back at it. I hated it, but I could feel my heart softening. I needed reassurance.


"Radditz, remove that suit."




. No ones POV


Radditz unbuttoned the sides of the suit and let it fall past Maiya's hips revealing her tanned brown skin and her tail tucked safely around her. Her tummy was toned and flat, a tiny waist accentuated with big perky breast covered by a gray bandeau.

Her head had fallen back down covering her face and breast as Radditz removed her boots and tugged the rest of the suit down to her ankles.

"You better not try anything," he whispered warningly removing her feet from the suit.


She was left there standing in a top barely covering her chest and tights that hugged her ass, thick thighs, and wide hips in a room filled with alien men now. Radditz was the first to take notice of her round plump ass. The room was now filled with her scent, shocking everyone that a female was in their presence. Most were envious that Radditz had the chance to be so close and undressing her.

Vegeta eyed her closely. He and the other men could smell her intently, even more so than the dead body laying so close to her. She smelled pure, mixed, and they couldn't find a male scent on her. She was pure indeed, a pure virgin.


"So, you're a woman?," The king asked amused crossing her legs.

"Yes sir," her voice was low, and a bit hoarse due to the fact that she had been asleep for 32 hours.

"Tell me, how old are you and what ties do you have with that runaway over there?"

" I'm seventeen.....and she's my mother sir."


"Well then. Men," he stated standing up and looking around the room at all of the men.

"We were in the presence of the last, full blooded saiyan female known to the saiyan existence."


The room fell quiet, and I could feel their eyes tear away from me and to my mother's on the floor.

"She deserves a proper burial, so take her back to the morgue and separate her from the other dead bodies."

Four men came out of the lineup and carried her out of the room while Vegeta claimed his seat and eyed the Girl once again.


"Child," she fixed her eyes onto his as Radditz tightened his grip on her wrist once more. "Tell me, what exactly are you?"


Seconds passed by and she wasn't talking much to the kings delight. Radditz tightened his grip on her wrist with bone crushing strength to encourage her to speak, and it worked.


"I'm half saiyan half human," she murmured under her breath. "Speak up," Radditz gave her small bones another squeeze.

"I'M HALF SAIYAN HALF HUMAN, SIR!"

The surrounding men were gasping, whispering, all curious to how this could be. To their knowledge, all of the half breed women were destroyed years ago. Even the Saiyan females were all wiped out. The noise level rising, the king was becoming annoyed before he finally quieted the room.

"SILENCE!," his growl was almost as vicious as the one Maiya's mother possessed, and it quieted the room.


"Now half breed, how many of my men did you take out by yourself?"


Radditz answered for her, "52 sir. She even took out Nappa in one blow."


"Is this true child?," he directed his attention to her and only her leaving No room for Radditz to speak again.


"Yes sir."


"That's impressive," Vegeta admired leaning back into the huge throne like chair. "Gentleman, how does it feel to know that a simple half breed female took out 52 grown saiyan men, on her own, in less than three minutes?"

Scanning the room, he looked into the faces of nearly every man. Faces contorting to those of Fear, hatred, astoundment.


In a ocean of whispers and yelling, Vegeta grew tired of being in the room and decided against getting rid of the half breed, just yet.

"Radditz, set the girl into Trunks' room. Perhaps he may enjoy his little 'gift' when he boards from purging."


First person/Maiya POV

'Gift. What did he mean gift, and who the hell is Trunks? "

I had so many questions for him, but before I could open my mouth I was teleported out of the huge room and into a slightly smaller one with Radditz holding me.


This 'room' looked like the inside of a freaking mansion! Fit for a prince to because exact! It even had the color scheme of that of the rich and wealthy, usual purples, and deep, blues and burgundies, and of course the occasional gold.


Radditz walked me through a slurry of rooms and settled into one resembling a bedroom. The bed was huge with a canopy draped over it with a desk, a circular shaped window, and a big wooden crate inside. Not much was inhabited but it all looked so fancy, to me it did.


I was too lost in awe to notice that Radditz had loosened my hands and retied them to the desk. Snapping out of my trance, I saw he was turning to leave until I called his name.

"Radditz? Sir?" I wasn't sure what to address him as, but over of them certainly did stop him in his tracks even though he didn't turn around.

"What, weakling?"

'Jeez, were all saiyans this rude?'


"What did that man mean by 'purging', and me being a 'gift'?" After a few seconds of silence he let out one of the most evil laughs I had ever heard. And it made my stomach turn.


" 'That man' is the great King Vegeta, my brother, and now your ruler. Do you will address him as such. Didn't that dead mother of yours ever tell you about planet purging? That little planet of yours, earth, is being destroyed as we speak."


My tail had tightened around my waist and my ears were twitching. His words had caught my attention and I felt weightless all of a sudden.


"What do you mean Earth is being destroyed? Tell me. TELL ME RIGHT NOW!"

What the hell was he talking about? Earth was a planet, a strong one. How could it be destroyed?

"A feisty one are we, hmmm? I sure would have enjoyed you as my gift. But you'll find out all about that as soon as Trunks gets here." That evil laughter was back. He walked away briefly but shortly returned with what looked like a garbage can and sat it in front of me. "Kneel," he ordered me, and I sat on the ground. Radditz moved my ties lower to the floor and a beam of that binding from earlier appeared over them. Securing me down here.


"You're going to need that. We're getting higher into orbit and you'll be vomiting profusely."


'Orbit?'


He must have seen the confusion on my face and give me an explanation.


"Yes, orbit. Because we are in space. We, are on our way back to Vegetasei."

And with that he was gone. I had nothing to do in this huge room except to look around. Out of the window I could see mini rocks floating by, and what seemed like something exploding. And then it hit me.



Earth had been destroyed.