I had a nice 4th of July. Now I am revved up and ready to write some more. Please read the description if you are confused of when this story happens. Okay now that I got that out of the way. Let's get started.

Fasha POV

I could still hear the screams. The screams of millions of innocent live being taken.

The outrage of betray and the unpredictability of it all. Frieza had used us like puppets, and then we were thrown aside like we were nothing.

Discarded, wasted like it was no big deal. All the memories came back, some bad, some good. I saw a flashback come into my mind.

It was when I first joined the group. I was assigned to a group who had much higher power levels then me. It was the only group left that still needed a member.

As I walkled down the hallway I could hear the rumors, the doubt.

"Did you hear about that Fasha women?" People said to each other.

"There was no way she would be able to keep up with Bardock." People laughed behind my backs.

I ignored their criticism as I tried to stay strong.

The first few weeks of being with the group went fine.

But it all went down hill when I stepped out of line. It was like any other mission, go to a planet and take it over in the name of Frieza. The beginning of the mission went as planned. We destroyed everything that opposed us. But after we destroyed everything there were still survivors. They huddled in the corner, as we were the ones who had cornered them.

All of us stood there as one of our teammates yelled at them trying to get information; there was a teammate we had before Borgos joined our group. I don't remember his name; I guess I blocked it out. The saiyan who I forgot his name began yelling at the helpless people.

The saiyan formed energy in his hand, as he was about to kill women and children civilians. I couldn't watch the dark deed happen. I stopped the saiyan before he was able to unleash the blast and kill all the civilians.

As I did my whole team looked at me in awe. I knew that I had stepped out of line.

Later that night the saiyan yelled at Bardock telling him to take control. The saiyan came into my tent and told me to get up. I did as he said, as I looked him in the eyes. Bardock entered the tent also as he joined the other saiyan. The saiyan told me take what I was about to receive.

I realized what was going to happen but I did as he said. The saiyan left the room as Bardock had me all to himself. Bardock let me have it. I had bruises for weeks.

Bardock punished me. Soon enough after the incident I had grown stronger. I would have gotten my revenge on the saiyan but the saiyan was lucky and died in combat.

I blocked out his name knowing that the terrible experience had changed me. The whole incident was swept under the rug.

No one ever knew what happened. Both Bardock and I never spoke of what had happen between us.

The only ones that knew were the saiyan doctors who tended to me secretly. When Kakarot was born it changed my life.

Tora, Shugesh and Borgos never found out what happened. I would never be able to tell them what had happened. They were gone forever.

Did I blame Bardock for what happened? No, he was just following orders.

He was the leader; he couldn't allow something like that to go unpunished.

Bardock and I had lived under unjust laws, which forced us to do what we didn't want to.

I opened my eyes as I snapped back to reality. At least now I could love Bardock without anyone telling us what to do.

I got up and took off into the sky. I wasn't going to let my son or my son's son ever fall under those same laws again.

No matter what happens. I was going to keep this whole planet safe.

Fasha flies off to Goku's house hoping the best. But what Fasha doesn't know is that a dark and terrible group is about to come to Earth. This group harbors a dark grudge, a grudge against Goku himself. What will happen? Find out next time when trouble looms over Earth.