AN: So, this is my first attempt of a DBZ fanfic, so I apologize if it turns out rather badly. D;

This is pre-genocide, so Saiyans are in full force throughout the series, and yes, that means Kid Veggie is here. Anyways, hope you enjoy it.

The young teenage warrior slept inside of his space pod. He had long and spiky black hair, and a large scar across the right side of his face. He wore a black jumpsuit under blue armor with yellow extending pauldrons. He also wore white gloves and boots. Around his right leg, a red band of cloth that draped down his leg was tied, similar to the small red cape on his left arm. Freely wavering around was a long, brown tail.

The warrior in particular was a Saiyan; a member of a proud race of warriors that fought for sport, fun, and just for no reason at all. This particular Saiyan was a combat adept, a high-class warrior that had been nearly unrivaled in the military, save for royalty. In fact, his prowess was exceptional enough to actually have been invited to the royal family, hence the red capes.

Even though he wasn't royalty, he was treated like it. Especially when it came down to Frieza's orders. Frieza, the tyrant ruler of the galaxy, and the strongest being in the universe, save for his parents, and it was debatable between the ranks, while unbeknown to Frieza himself, whether or not his brother Cooler was more powerful than he.

No Saiyan in his right mind went against Frieza, as that was asking for a death warrant. However, there were powerful Saiyans that had a power level near the 20,000's that were constantly training in hopes to become what every Saiyan child's bedtime story – the legendary Super Saiyan. In fact, while Super Saiyans were exceedingly rare – one only being recorded once every 1,000 years – the times were long overdue for one to appear.

A button in the space pod lit up, stirring the Saiyan from his sleep. His black eyes swept the control board and pressed the button. It was a course override by Frieza himself. Apparently, the tyrant either had second thoughts about his current mission, or he was going to be sent to another planet to purge life from. For the moment, his pod was left in free fall in space, floating around with no direction in particular.

"Monkey, are you awake or not?" An elegant voice came in, slightly tinted with static. The Saiyan rubbed his eyes and focused on the screen of Zarbon, one of Frieza's top attendants on the pod's computer.

The Saiyan wasn't amused. "What do you want Zarbon?"

Clearly, seeing the Saiyan awakened amused Zarbon, and he showed it. "You're being redirected to a planet in the East Quadrant… Yaelion. It's to be completely purged of life." He ordered. "Raser, this is a direct order from Frieza himself."

The Saiyan named Raser contemplated him. "Fine, it'll be purged." Why the sudden change of plan? Tch, it's probably some stupid reason, or it's on another whim by that pink bastard. With that, Raser cut the communication down. After pressing a couple more buttons, the Saiyan pod blasted off again into towards Yaelion.

Several hours passed, while Raser acquired more sleep. He was jolted awake as his pod finally hit the turbulence of the atmosphere of Yaelion, and checked to make sure that he was landing in a rather uninhabited place. With that set, Raser picked up his blue scouter and set it on his left ear, then braced for impact as his pod neared the destination.

One thing about landing on a newly hostile planet was the thrill of opening the door of the pod in the midst of society… one thrill that Raser wasn't going to encounter here. He landed in barren desert sand, glassing over most of the area that he just landed at. Raser stretched and stared out into the desert while fiddling with his scouter to check the power levels on the planet. The display lit up and Raser read the results.

-Power Level detected – MAX = 14,000

-Power Level detected – AVE = 8,500

-Power Level detected – MIN = 2,000

Raser scoffed at the power levels the scouter was picking up. One power level was about 2,000 weaker than him, and if it were the strongest, than this planet would prove to be easy for him. Then again, this race would have been difficult for the average Saiyan sent out on normal purging missions. However, Raser was an adept warrior.

Well, might as well figure out just who has this power level of 14,000. Whatever it is, it seems like it might be fun. Raser cracked his knuckles and shot off into the air, following the directions that his scouter was giving him.

His scouter led him to a large and bustling city surrounded by large rocks that were probably used at some point of their history for choking points during wars, so before he was noticed, Raser dropped down to the ground and hid behind one of the rocks. He started another scan on his scouter, and found that it was originating north-northwest of him – the direction of the largest part of the city. Raser groaned, this wasn't going to be much fun if he couldn't fight the planet's strongest warrior, but as he reminded himself, this was a purging mission.

Raser flew into the air so he could see most of the city. Most of it was littered with skyscrapers, but the technology wasn't quite to the modern level. It featured electric vehicles stuck to the ground, and using his scouter to zoom in on their militia, simple batons and… ballistic weapons? Raser suppressed his laughter, as he knew that if the weakest power level was 2,000, then the weapons he had seen were probably for enforcing a subspecies with a power level so insignificant that the scouter couldn't detect it. The real militia of the planet would use Ki-based attacks, and would be therefore far more dangerous.

Shrugging, Raser simply gathered his Ki and focused it near the center of the city. He'd give it just enough power to destroy the buildings and be lethal to anything or anyone, quite possibly everyone in the city, that had a power level of under 5,000. Raser smiled as he raised his index and middle finger and the city detonated with a giant explosion. The desert around the city was pushed away as the shockwave blasted away, and the explosion died off.

Next, since he knew that whatever was still down there still had a power level around 8,000, Raser created a large ball of blue Ki in his hand and aimed it at the rubble of the city. If Raser had this thought out enough, this would be enough to kill off most of the remaining warriors and save the man with a power level of 14,000 for himself. The ball of energy shot off to the city, creating another large explosion.

While the explosion continued to grow larger, Raser's scouter went off detecting someone with a larger power level behind him. He turned around to see a native of the planet, one with yellow skin, green eyes, and two blades of bone that extended from its arms. His scouter picked up a reading of 11,250 coming from the alien.

As to Raser's expectations, the alien's power level started to rise a small amount as its hands grew green with aura. It put its hands together and a beam of energy was shot off at Raser. He merely waited until the last second and knocked the beam of energy away to hit the impact zone of the city he had just destroyed and watched as it added to the previous explosion.

"Hey, not bad you. You're power level isn't exactly weak, but there's someone stronger than you here. Know where he is, or am I going to have to find him myself?" Raser crossed his arms, waiting for a reply.

"You won't have a chance, I'm going to kill you here!" he shrieked, dashing in front of Raser. He frowned, and grabbed the alien by his neck, halting his movement.

"Ugh… why is it that they never cooperate?" he asked rhetorically. Raser grasped firmly on the alien's neck and tightened until he heard the neck snap. He sighed, and tossed the body down to the ground. You know, sometimes killing these guys get boring.

Raser's scouter went off again, this time showing him the power level that he had wanted to see: 14,000. He smiled, and then frowned as he saw what… clearly she was doing. In fact, Raser was surprised to see that she wasn't even a Yaelion, but a… a Saiyan? A Saiyan or something that looked damn near close to one. She wore simple clothes, but had a variant of the chest plates that the soldier wore. Even more surprising was the age of the Saiyan, no more than younger teenager. She had caught the falling body and escorted it safely to the ground. Raser did a quick check and saw that he had indeed not killed it, but crippled it instead, causing him to roll his eyes.

When the girl had laid the alien down, she flew up to Raser. He looked her over, black spiky hair, black eyes, a brown, furry tail; yup, those were the characteristics of a pure-blooded Saiyan all right. What is a Saiyan, especially of her caliber, doing here?

Raser crossed his arms. "Girl, what are you doing here? You should know that this planet's scheduled for purging, why haven't you gone off-planet yet?" he demanded. The shocked expression on the girl's face made the fact apparent that she didn't know about it. "And where's your scouter? What's your name?" Raser continued, spouting off a barrage of questions that went mostly ignored by the girl. "With your power level as high as it is, how come I don't know you?" he finally spat out.

The girl contemplated her situation. Raser was growing more and more impatient by the second. By now, he clearly wasn't going to break his old record of purging a medium-sized planet. A thought crossed his mind. Surely King Vegeta must know someone as strong as her… if he knows about this, maybe King Vegeta requested to have my course changed to pick her up?

The girl was still glancing between him and the destroyed city, so Raser pressed several buttons on his scouter and after a few moments of static it connected with his space pod and began to set up a link with King Vegeta. After a few seconds, a profile of King Vegeta appeared as well as his voice.

"Well, if it isn't Raser? You rarely call on missions, is something the matter?" King Vegeta's voice asked.

Raser addressed his king and replied. "Yes, mi lord. Were you the one who diverted my course to a planet by the name of Yaelion?"

There was a pause before King Vegeta answered back. "No, not me. Frieza must have wanted the planet purged. Why, is there something valuable on the planet that should be cause of concern?"

Immediately, Raser replied. "Yes, a young female Saiyan… about…" he gauged her age, "… three Saiyan years? Maybe three and a half? Her power level is hitting at 14,000!"

Even though Raser couldn't see King Vegeta, he could tell that he was smirking. "I certainly do not recall a girl aged three with that kind of power to a hostile planet."

"What are you talking about?" The girl suddenly demanded. Raser looked up; apparently he had forgotten that she was standing a few meters away from him.

"I'm talking to our King, girl. Show some respect." He berated.

"Oh, she's finally willing to talk? I suppose I'll let you off then… I do look forward to meeting another powerhouse like yourself." The King abruptly ended the call with a click, leaving Raser staring at the girl.

"Our King?" she asked confused.

Raser scowled at her. "Come on, you have to have realized by now that you aren't of the native species here."

"Native… so you're an alien?"

"Gah… ugh…" Raser slapped his forehead with his palm. "Come on, give me something! Look at your tail, hell; look at your damn body! What makes you think you're Yaelian?" Raser shouted. "You're a Saiyan!" She's not the fastest wolf in the pack…

"I knew I was special, but…"

"You've got to be kidding me. Alright, here's what I'm going to offer you: Come with me and stay out of my way while I purge this planet."

There was a pause, and the girl picked up on it. "or…?"

Raser smirked. "There is no 'or'. Unless you want to die, which your Saiyan blood must obviously be seething with the urge to attack me," He paused for a brief second. "But if you even dare attack me, I'll make you wish that you never landed here." He flashed his Ki about him to drive the point in. "Stay behind me, and keep quiet until I finish up here." He said icily. He pressed the scan button on his scouter and found the next location where there were natives.

Raser blasted off, making sure that the Saiyan girl followed, and set a request with a nearby base for a spare space pod to land by his own. With his luck, the pod would be landed within an hour or two, but in the mean time, he'd waste time by destroying anything with a power level of 50 or higher.

The desert finally gave way to a large prairie, which eventually grew to a large city, even larger than the last one. He scanned the area, and was surprised that he had already gotten a welcoming party of around twenty or so warriors. The girl came up behind him within seconds, her face wary.

Apparently, the soldiers that had come to confront Raser knew the girl and they questioned her. When he had enough of the pointless chatter, Raser got to work. "Alright you guys, it's time to get a move on." He simply stated before vanishing out of their sight and behind one of the soldiers in the back. He sent a Ki blast at his back and sent him colliding into another soldier. It wasn't long until the blast exploded, taking out both of them. A few back up, commanding other to do certain plans. Those specific Yaelians wore dark green plates of armor over their regular armor. Take out the commanders, and the soldiers will fall into chaos.

With several well-aimed beams, he took out the five leaders, causing small bursts of smoke and fire to erupt in the air, leaving charred bodies to fall down into the air. Raser held his hand up, Ki fully charged, when the Saiyan girl intervened.

"Stop this! They didn't do anything against you!" she wailed.

Raser growled. He knew he should have just knocked her out and dropped her off at his space pod, but no, he thought she'd be a good girl and-

Two of the warriors, both barely having a power level above 10,000, shot beams of energy at him. He formed two separate beams in his hand and shot them back, each clashing with the soldier's own beams. He sweated a little, he was used to dividing his power, but this endeavor was still difficult. With another burst of energy, his attacks overwhelmed the soldiers' and their own beams charged by his disintegrated them.

"Alright girl, I said be silent, so shut up and stay out of my way unless you want to die as well!" he roared, hurling a large ball of Ki at a group of eight soldiers. The warriors managed to scramble out of the blast range, but Raser merely smiled. "You know… it's never a good idea to underestimate your enemy… AFTERSHOCK!" he roared, sending a transparent wave of harmless Ki towards the warriors. They flinched, but uncurled themselves and laughed nervously as they thought their enemy's attack failed. Just then, the air around them sparkled to life with Ki, and the group, even a couple that were a few meters away from them, were all engulfed in a large explosion.

"Hah… take that bastards…" he paused when his scouter alerted him to a power level behind him. He didn't even turn around to send a Ki blast directly behind him, and he saw from his scouter that the signature was extinguished.

Raser took a small breath as he charged another blast of energy at the center of the now-defenseless city. "W-what are you doing?" the girl asked appalled.

Annoyed now, Raser turned his attention temporarily towards the girl. "Tell me your name, and I'll tell you what I'm doing." He ordered.

He hadn't any time before the girl answered back. "It's Pensi!"

That doesn't sound very… odd. "Alright then, I'll hold up to my end of the bargain… I'm eradicating all life on this planet." He wore a dark smile on his face as the city exploded in the background.

Pensi looked in horror at the show of power. "W…w…why?" she gasped.

Raser frowned. "Get over it, you'll have to do the same in due time. Just be grateful I'm not making you do this." He pressed a few more buttons on his scouter and found the next city. "Actually…" he reconsidered that offer. "I'll let you destroy the last city. Just for kicks even."

"I can't do that!" she said, aghast.

"Sucks to be you then, you're doing it whether you want to or not. I can program the space pod I sent for you to leave without you and you can be left for some plaything for some soldier in Frieza's army. Doesn't matter to me, King Vegeta might be pissed at me for awhile, but hell, no blood no my hands." Raser cocked his head.

A look of near pure terror was etched on her face.

"I'm doing these guys a favor, really. You wanna help out sooner or later or not? Oh, damn it, that's right, you don't have a scouter, do you?" Raser thought for a second. "Just stay here, and move or I'll get pissed when I have to find you again." He said, and shot off into the distance.

Pensi fell to her knees in the air, and then slowly drifted to the ground. She couldn't do something as horrible as genocide… her kind… no… if what Raser said was true, than the Yaelins… they were a peaceful people! This isn't right. He can't do this! I have to stop him! Pensi's eyes started to flood with tears, but she wiped them away and shot off in the direction that Raser had just set off to.

Two more cities were destroyed relatively quickly, as Raser simply charged his Ki until he approached the center of the city and let loose, then following the signals on his scouter to the next city. His scouter let off suddenly that Pensi was trailing him, and he growled knowing that she'd probably have his scent by now, and she was going to try to stop him with a speech or something. He sped off faster, making sure not to leave anything alive as he bombarded the planet's surface.

A couple hours of keeping a good distance later, he stopped momentarily and checked the reading from his scouter showing that the number of detected living organisms had dwindled to a fraction of the total before. There were at least seven cities left, but going the fast way would mean facing Pensi again. Well, it's inevitable, so might as well get it over with.

Raser sped off in the opposite direction, admiring his handiwork and watching out for Pensi. Sure enough, she had been in pursuit the entire time, and now she was back in front of him. The two faced each other as a small twinkle of light indicating something approaching the planet and in its atmosphere lit up.

"Well, are you still going on about-" Raser began, but was caught off guard when Pensi appeared directly in front of Raser, elbowing him in the stomach. She followed with a smash to his head, and sent him flipping in the air.

Raser recovered and glared at Pensi. "You have nerve girl. I like that… but you're not that smart for taking on someone who has a power level of 2,000 higher above your own." He vanished from Pensi's vision and delivered a massive chop at her neck, rendering her unconscious. She fell to the ground, but he caught her by the neck of her shirt.

By now, the pod was in range to access, so he diverted the impact zone to a small clearing near them. The light changed course, and within ten minutes, the pod crashed exactly where he planned it would. The pod opened its door and Raser tossed Pensi in. Using his scouter, he locked the pod and set it to release a sedative gas to keep her unconscious until he finished.

After the deed was done and the planet's surface was utterly torn apart, he set his space pod to search out the planet one last time, but all it picked up were his and Pensi's power levels. Raser closed the pod's door, and pressed several buttons on the pod. "Link Pod number 15532 to accompany current Pod formation. Set destination to Frieza Base #623." He commanded. A small picture popped up, confirming that his pod was now in complete control of Pensi's pod, and the two space pods shot off into the air.

In space, Pensi's pod was directly behind him to the left. A small picture of the sleeping girl was in Raser's screen, while various amounts of other information flashed by. He was in thought, processing all of it. Prince Vegeta's power level was above King Vegeta's mirroring his own at 16,000. And he was still a child as well, which showed great promise for him to grow much stronger. The King's was at 11,600, so he clearly didn't stand much of a chance against him. But as a high-class warrior, it was hard not to. Still, royalty was royalty, and he'd serve King and Prince Vegeta to death. Disregard the General, Nappa, he didn't stand a chance for idea of Raser obeying his orders. Just another perk of royalty.

"Guess I better turn in a report that I'm landing soon." Raser thought aloud to himself, and began communicating to the base.

AN: So, that's just this part... I decided to cut it off before Frieza base #623, since that's whe- ey, I'm not giving anything away yet!

Anyways, for those that get the name puns, you guys get extra credit! Don't forget to review as well!