A young Chelandrian man runs out of his hiding place and stumbles into a new one. He clutches his ribs and tries not to cry out in pain. His silver hair is matted down with his blood and his light gray eyes are clouded with his tears. ‘Help. Help is what I need right now,’ he thought.

His eyes start to feel heavy, but forces them open, trying to keep himself awake. He feels his blood in his throat and forces himself not to cough, not to reveal his hiding place. It was torture in his throat and there was nothing he could do but to cough. Doubled over with the pain in his ribs caused by the cough, he spits out some blood and lifts his head up to see if he had been heard. So far it looks safe. He hasn’t been seen yet.

In the distance, he sees another hiding spot, closer to his pod. He gets himself ready and counts slowly to ten and runs as fast as his legs could carry him to the spot. His legs feel as though they were on fire and about to give away under his weight. When he reaches the spot, he falls to his knees and tries catches his breath. Nervously, he looks around to see if he had been seen. No sign of anyone. He looks over to his pod in the distance. It was old and exposed to the outside, he only hoped that it still worked after all these years. Vines and foliage partially covered the pod so it was somewhat hidden. The trees overhead must have given the pod some protection after all this time.

‘Well,’ he thought, ‘too late to think about these things now. I’ll handle it when I get to the ship.’ He gets ready to run and takes a deep breath, trying to quiet down and slow down his breathing. Ignoring the pain in his ribs from holing his breath, he starts to slowly count to ten to himself when he suddenly heard voices. Crouching closer to the shadows, he tries to listen to who it might be.

“Well, are you sure you heard something?”

“I’m sure I did! There is something out there!”

“Did you check your scouter?”

“Yeah, I did. I don’t see anything and the scouter isn’t picking anything up, but I know I heard something out here.”

“Well if the scouter isn’t picking anything up, screw it!! Its getting too dark to look for anything anyway. We got all the people we need anyway.”

“Fine, but I want to take a quick look around anyway.”

‘Please don’t look here... Please don’t look here,’ Mejihen thought. He suddenly realized that he had been holding his breath the whole time and was still holding it. It wouldn’t be too long before he would release it and be heard. ‘That’s it,’ he thought, ‘I’m done for. I’m going to be brought back to that hell hole and they don’t know that I’m missing yet... Please leave!!’ Mejihen closed his eyes and tried to pray, hoping that these men would leave.

“Hey soldier! Forget about it now! If you can’t pick it up with the scouter, its probably dead and besides, we have to get back to the base before it gets too dark. Now!!”

The other soldier growled in response. “Fine, lets go. I’ll check it out in the morning.”

Mejihen slowly and quietly released his breath and watched the two soldiers take off. ‘What a stoke of luck! The fates must be smiling upon me now. I wonder who they were?’ he thought are he squinted his eye’s for a better look at the soldier. He recognized one of them and cursed quietly. ‘That was one of the bastards that took my mom!! That jerk!!!’ He thought back to a few hours ago and remembered how his mom had been taken away. How hard he fought against all those people. Why they were attacked, he didn’t know. Chelandria was a neutral planet. He hated the Planet Trade. It had to be the Planet Trade doing all this, it had to be the bastard running everything, it just had to be, I can’t think of anyone else that could do this.

‘No. I’m not going to think about this right now. I’m going to go to my ship right now!’ He made a quick scout of the area around him and took off for the ship. He opened up the hatch and crawled in. ‘All these buttons... which was it... oh right, this one!’

The door made a quiet hissing sound as it closed up. The pod made a humming sound and took off for space. ‘Now where to go for help?’ He thought. He eyes started to grow heavy again and tried to shake it off. He had to plug in the coordinates for a planet otherwise the pod will just be going anywhere. Then he thought ‘The Planet Trade, right? It fell apart a while ago, right? Now how did it fall apart.....Freeza. Hmmm, when Freeza was gone, the Planet Trade started to fall apart. I remember my mom telling me this. Hmmm, He was killed by warriors, right? Freeza went to the warrior’s planet after he first defeat and he died on that planet. Now what was that planet...what was it? Earth! That’s right, I remember that planet. No one ever goes there because it was too out of the way and for another reason. No one ever went there because they were afraid. Afraid of these warriors that made planet Earth their home. Afraid to face that planet because of them. They didn’t need to face these warriors, so Earth was left alone. Well, Freeza isn’t the problem now, its that bastard who took over Freeza’s empire and brought back the stupid Planet Trade.’

Mejihen sighed as he thought this. With whatever courage he had left, he plugged the coordinates of Earth into the computer. He started to relax a bit, waiting for the stasis system to activate for a restful trip. He held his only possession closer to himself, a special necklace with a crystal that had an eerie blue glow to it. The last thing that his mother gave him. He thought back to Earth. Now he had to face these warriors, he thought as his world was slowly being covered in darkness. He would have to face these warriors and ask for their help.

Now if only they would give it.