"Oi mate, you gonna wake up any time soon?" Huh? Why is some Australian guy talking to me? I opened my eyes and saw two blue orbs set into a stone face. The stone face smiled, "Hey you woke up! Top of the mornin' buddy!"
"WHAT THE FUCK!" I yelled and scooted backward in fear until my back touched some metal bars.
"Ah my bad mate, I have a hard time giving people their personal space." The rock thing apologized. WHERE THE FUCK AM I? I looked down at my hands, they were small. Child small. I touched my face, a child's face. I stood up, a child's body.
I'm a fucking kid again. But there's something else, I felt a third limb behind me, and its brown fuzziness made everything click. Memories flooded my mind and I soon learned who I was.
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[FLASHBACK, 3RD PERSON POV]
"How is this possible?!" A saiyan elite yelled throwing a scouter across the nursery.
"I-I-I'm sorry sir but our scouters are top of the line! What the reading says is true!" A saiyan medic exclaimed in fear. The saiyan elite tightened his fists with rage.
"So my son, the progeny of TWO saiyan elites, HAS A POWER LEVEL OF 2?!" The saiyan elite's voice boomed across the nursery. With his rage burning hot, his control over his power slipped causing the medics to be blown away.
"Get this piece of garbage out of my sight. I guess Pumpkin and I will have to try again…" The saiyan elite walked off without an ounce of love for his son.
"Scary…" One of the medics gulped and adjusted his scouter. Since Squash was tossed away by his father, his place in the elite nursery was revoked. His pod was moved to the low-class nursery, an overcrowded nightmare.
After being habilitated and programmed for two years, Squash was removed from his pod. Soon after being removed, two mid-class saiyans brought Squash to the landing zone.
"LOW-CLASS ANT SQUASH! YOU ARE BEING SENT TO PLANET SALAD TO MINE FOR RARE METALS UNTIL YOU DIE. UNDERSTOOD?!" One of the mid-class saiyans barked. Squash tearily nodded his head and sat inside of his space pod.
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[PRESENT, SQUASH POV]
Tch, what lousy excuses for parents but I expect no less from saiyans. If anything sending me here rather than having me conquer a planet is an act of mercy.
So I'm Squash, a saiyan doomed to mine for the rest of my life. Like I'd let that happen! I'm going to get off this planet at all costs. I subconsciously tightened my fist.
"You all good now mate? You're smiling at nothing…kinda freakin' me out." I had forgotten about the moving pile of rocks. Though I guess that's rude and probably racist.
"Yeah, I'm all good. I'm sorry about freaking out, bad dream," I put my hand out to shake," I'm Squash."
His rocky hands wrapped around mine, "Colby, nice to meet you."
"Likewise." I said as I sat down on a pathetic excuse of a bed. I tried wrapping my tail around my waist but damn is this thing hard to get used to!
"So what's a saiyan doin' down 'ere?"
I sighed heavily, "I was exiled for being too weak. Now I'm destined to mine for the rest of my days."
"Damn, they weren't kidding when they said saiyans were barbarians to their core." Colby remarked which gave me a quick laugh.
"So why're you here?" I asked and Colby's body language flipped. He tightened his fists so hard I could hear rocks cracking between them.
"Those bastards took over my planet. They killed whoever disobeyed them and those who listened were turned into slaves. My parents were killed trying to protect me! My planet was annihilated for NO REASON!" Colby yelled and punched the wall, which did nothing of course. His eyes leaked a translucent liquid, I guess all beings have some way to cry.
Hearing the injustice that was done to Colby made something inside of me angry, really angry. So angry in fact, I didn't notice I was gnashing my teeth.
"Do you know who was behind it?" I asked and the name that flew out of Colby's mouth made my entire body freeze.
"Cooler and his goons. He's also the one who is in control of this planet." Cooler. Frieza's older and much stronger brother. Talk about unlucky, I was hoping this planet was being controlled by some minor power not one of the strongest beings in the universe!
"I'm assuming you hope to enact revenge on him yes?" I asked to assess if Colby knew the level of danger he was going to put himself through.
"Of course I do! I'm going to tear that bastard to shreds!" I smiled at his answer. He knows all too well how strong Cooler is but he won't back down.
A part of me is noticing the incredible amount of idiocy but another more primal side of me is all for it. To have to train to fight a strong opponent? I may be new to being a saiyan, but what saiyan wouldn't want to fight an impossibly strong opponent?
"You wouldn't mind if I tagged along right?" Colby looked confused.
"Why would you want to help me? I've never heard of a saiyan lending a hand unless it was to stab you in the heart." Colby joked but I could sense the seriousness of his question. Disregarding my own motives, why did I want to help him? Fighting Cooler isn't exactly ideal, not to mention attaining that degree of power isn't easy, and whose to say we'll even live that long? So then why would I offer a hand to help? Every question I asked myself led me closer to my answer.
"Not only to become stronger but also because I feel it is right. I don't know how it feels to have your entire race annihilated personally, but I can assure you if I were in your shoes I would stop at nothing to get my revenge."
Colby stared at me long and hard before he cracked a smile, "Who am I to question you? I need all the help I can get, welcome aboard mate!"
"Thanks for having me!" I smiled. After a few minutes of talking Colby decided to get some shut eye. Now to get this show on the road. I have to begin training now. With a power level of 2, I won't make it very far.
I closed my eyes and tried to feel my ki. Since my power level was so insignificant it took me a moment to feel my ki, a tiny spark. I drew the spark out and formed a small ki ball in my hand.
That alone drained me of my ki but I kept the ball active. Once my ki recovered, I could tell I was already making progress as it wasn't a small spark anymore but a tiny flame. I created two more balls with the ki I had.
I tried to create a fourth ball but maintaining three was taxing enough. I got out of bed and stood in the center of our cell with the balls orbiting me. I closed my eyes again and willed the balls to attack me.
Although they were made of my own ki, I couldn't accurately sense them. But if I learned how to sense my own ki externally then learning how to sense others shouldn't be too difficult either!
I heard a slight buzz and knew the leftmost ball was coming towards me. I tried to lean backward but I was too slow and was hit in the face by what felt like a metal bat!
Who said training was going to be easy?