“Captain’s log, stardate 853.129 we’ve now passed 485 stars on our journey to Namek. I am so bored I never thought that it would take so long to reach the blasted planet, once I’m done there I am so going to learn instant transmission so I can hop around the galaxy.” A girl of 14 years was sat slumped inside a big chair wearing blue full body spandex with a bored look on her face. She had put on a little more muscle and begun growing her secondary sexual characteristics. Her chest bulging slightly and hips rounding nicely.

“I haven’t had a fight in over three weeks and it’s driving me mad with boredom, you can only do so many pushups, situps and squats. And only run around the ship so many times before it gets numbing. Haa… I really should have gone with the cryo sleep would have made this so much quicker.” She sat with her foot tapping on the ground faster and faster actually denting the floor.

“All I wanted was a little adventure, a fight here and there. But I’ve only come across four bands of space pirates and haven’t found any wars to take part in. How can this galaxy be so empty, this is meant to be the Dragon Ball universe not a damn library! How am I ever going to become a Super Saiyan without any fighting?” She slammed her fist onto the armrest denting it before rolling around on the floor.

Suddenly the alarms go off and lights flash. This indicated the approach of any ship, which meant action.

“Computer bring up visual.” She commanded, what she saw was a lone escape pod heading straight for the ship.

“Computer collect pod and quarantine the pod In the hangar.” Alea jumped up out of the chair and ran to put on her armour. She hopped her way into the hangar putting on her final boot.

“Alright computer release the pod.” With a grin she got into a stance ready for anything. But what she met was an injured orange man with horns and a beard in fancy clothes.

“Oh come on!” She cried and walked towards the man, picked him up by the scruff and dragged him to the med bay to put in a healing tank.

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It was half an hour later when the man awoke, he pushed open the hatch to his healing tank and slowly stepped out checking his surroundings. Seeing a set of clothes laid out he dried himself and put them on, no one was around so he headed out and towards where the bridge should be.

“Why didn’t I think of this before?!” A young feminine voice called out, the man stopped to listen in worried it may be about him.

“Computer display all sudoku puzzles.” The voice said assured of itself, but also puzzling the man.

“Command not recognised.” A robotic voice replied, it was met however with “Son of a bitch!!!” and the sound of something being thrown.

'What in Arh is going on? What's a sudoku puzzle?’ The man wondered edging closer to the room the voices came from.

Peeking through the doorway he saw a young girl sitting in a chair with a scowl on her face, she wore the customary Freeza soldier armour, sending up warning flags in the man's mind. 'Oh goodness don't tell me I was captured and am being handed over.’

The man was worried because the ones pursuing him belonged to the Attla guard, protectors of the Attla royal family as well as their goons. The Attla royal family also occasionally had business dealing with the Freeza empire, buying planets and selling resources. So seeing a member of the Freeza army could only mean one thing, that he had failed. He tried to sneak away to the hangar, to find an escape pod.

“Get your wrinkled arse in here!” The voice called out with authority. Despite his situation he walked in with confidence.

“Now tell me why I shouldn't kill you.” The young girl said staring right into his eyes. Gulping he replies.

“I’m Arsla Mena and I’m the defacto leader of Contap. Killing me would mean condemning millions of people to continued suffering.” He said stoically.

“Hm hm I see, you know if you told me that a number of years ago that would have been enough. But when you consider the fact that I have already gone and killed an entire planet’s worth of people, such an argument loses weight. So try again.” She says without any hint of shame or remorse. The man paled a little hearing this.

“Ah… uh… we can reward you if you help us in our revolution…” He replied unsure of himself now.

“There’ll be lots of fighting in it right.” Alea’s face lit up at the thought of fighting a war a gleam in her eye.

“Yes, unfortunately it will be a bloody revolution.” Downhearted he replied.

“Then you’ve got yourself a deal, I’ll jump in and join your lot then.” She replied cheerily standing with a flourish.

“Really you’ll help us in our revolution.” Hope filling him he cupped his hands.

“Yes I will and call it a rebellion.”

“Why?”

“Because a revolution implies everything will return to how it was before and everything will repeat itself.” She said trying to sound sagely.

“Oh that is a good point.” The man nodded along.

“Excellent so what’s our destination?”

“Comian in the Arsa Sector. You know when I first saw you I thought that you were one of Freeza’s soldiers, in that get up and all.” He said trying to lighten the mood.

“Haha that’s silly why would I work him? The pompous arse went and blew up my planet if you didn’t realise.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well look at my tail I’m a Saiyan, Freeza went and blew up planet Vegeta personally. Plus why would I join someone whose days are numbered?”

“Numbered?! What do you mean, is he ill or something?” Astounded he asked.

“Nah he isn’t ill or anything he’s just going to bite off more than he can chew, one of my kin are going to kill him in less than ten years or there abouts. Then his brother and father will follow in the coming years.” She replied utterly assured of herself, like it was fact.

“Oh I see I didn’t expect that.” He said not entirely believing her.

“Well you should find somewhere to sleep we’ve got a few days till we arrive.”

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Alea’s ship docked with a space station hidden in an asteroid belt, it was surrounded by numerous men and women with weapons prepared to open fire on whoever steps out. With a hiss the entrance descends, first an orange man stepped out everyone was relieved to see him well as he is the leader of their revolution. What stepped out next though brought back their wariness for it was a girl wearing the armour of Freeza’s soldiers.

“Everyone don’t shoot! This person is not associated with Freeza. They have even agreed to fight alongside us in our rebellion against the royal family. Please introduce yourself Alea” Arsla spoke out to everyone.

“Sup everyone I’m Alea, as some of you may have realised I’m a Saiyan. The only reason I’ve decided to join this fight of yours is the prospect of fighting so I’ve no interest in your planning and strategizing. Just point me in the direction of your enemy and I’ll fight them. Simple. Now where’s your canteen? I’m hungry” She looked into the crowd waiting for someone to answer her question. Everyone else was struck dumb by how arrogant she was.

“Thomson lead Alea to the canteen.” Arsla was the first to break out of his stupor and point at one of his lieutenants.

As the pair walked off to find some food two people walked up to Arsla with happy faces.

“It’s good to see you survived Arsla, what happened and who is this Alea girl?” Thoct a green horned man asked first.

“Yeah what happened and where did you find the Saiyan aren’t they meant to be dead?” Vady a blue skinned man asked.

“It’s good to see you all again, I thought I was a goner when the Attla attacked us, it seemed we had awful luck and ran across a patrol team out searching for our location. Upon seeing us they opened fire and disabled our engines and quickly overwhelmed us, the crew held them off when they boarded allowing me to get to an escape pod, though I did get clipped by one of their stray shots. I flew for over three hours before coming across the Saiyan’s ship, by that point though I was passed out. Ended up waking up in a healing tank. Do you know if any survived or escaped?” He asked them.

“No we haven’t been contacted by any of them, you’re the only survivor.” Thoct replied bitterly.

“I see that’s a shame. Anyway at first I assumed she worked for Freeza on account of the armour tried to escape but she already knew I was there and called me forth to make my case or die. I tried appealing to her sense of empathy but she didn’t care, said she had already killed off one planet at some point. But at the mention of a big fight she was hooked, I tell you all these Saiyans are crazy it’s a good thing they were wiped out. I want you to keep an eye on her, we don’t need her going crazy and killing us all, we’ll also step up our plans so as to get rid of her sooner.” The three nodded and headed off to make the appropriate preparations.

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Alea, Arsla, Thoct, Vady and several other stern people stood around a display screen showing the layout of the royal palace along with the many postings and patrol paths. Then their own movements were added to the map, indicating attacks from all sides.

To the front of the palace, that was the most heavily guarded, Alea and a squad of elites were to attack to draw attention away from other areas. The elites were there to kill the stragglers that Alea missed. They were then to make their way to the central chamber which is where the king and his family will be in the event of an attack.

The other three groups were to clean out the rest of the soldiers throughout the palace so that none of them can mount a counteroffensive; as well as destroy certain corridors to make retreat and escape difficult for everyone. A fifth group was marked at the edge of the map to be dealing with reinforcements from the barracks.

“So does everyone understand what they have to do?” Arsla asked giving Alea a wary look. The others gave grunts and nods of affirmation.

“Sure sure Alea smash, right?” She said looking back with a gleam.