Arti is a proud warrior of the thriving saiyan race. Even though he's considered weak between his saiyan comrades, he strives to prove them wrong, but when he's ordered to return to planet Vegeta, something goes wrong.
The saiyan warrior's pod gets...
Flames burst from the wreckage of destroyed buildings, its color filling the sky with orange. Roads were cracked and covered with rubble and glass.
A panicked alien civilian crawled on the ground, her hands scraping against the concrete. Sharp pain shot through her leg. A painful gash ran up along her calf, oozing with blood. She looked behind her with panicked eyes. A pair of ominous shadows hid behind the smoke. The alien stopped, her heart dropping to her stomach. One of the shadows slowly raised their hand. Her eyes widened in absolute terror.
With a swift flick of the hand, the smoke violently blew away. The alien covered her face with her arms. When she lowered them, her breathing quickened as she looked upon before her. Two saiyan warriors stood among the rubble. They looked relatively unharmed compared to their surroundings. Altered saiyan battle armor covered their bodies.
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??? (1): "You see? I told you we missed one!"
??? (2): "Yeah, yeah. What do you want, a cookie?"
??? (1): "Do... Do you actually have one?"
??? (2): "Arti, I swear to god!"
??? (1): "*Sigh* Got it, I got it! I was just asking, geez."
The second, slightly shorter saiyan took a step forward. His shoulders slumped down, and his gaze lowered. He looked disappointed and scratched his head.
Arti: "Aww, Maiz! I can't fight this one! It wouldn't be fair. She's already hurt."
Maiz: "Are we really going to have this conversation again?"
Arti scratched his temple with a confused look. Maiz stepped towards his brother and smacked the back of his head.
Arti: "Owowowow! W-What the hell was that for?!"
Maiz: "Just exercising my right as your brother to knock some sense into you!"
Arti: "What's that supposed to mean?!"
Maiz: "It means we have a job to do, so stop being so picky and just get it over with."
The alien watched the two saiyans bicker amongst each other. She slowly and quietly inched little by little away. Arti stuck in his finger in his big brother's face.
Arti: "Hey, you promised me we would find some strong fighters on this planet. So far, I haven't had any fun people to fight!"
Maiz: "Fun? What are you, five? You're starting to sound like King Vegeta's brat."
Arti: "At this point, I'd rather fight Prince Vegeta than do this."
