Disgraced beginnings: A.U DBZ ( potato/hairball)

One hunter climbed into the driver seat, leaving the rest sitting at the back, guarding their catch. The car started. The aliens begun chatting and making strange laughing sounds as the jeep began heading farther and father away from the area.

The trip seemed to take forever and by the time the vehicle stopped moving, it was twilight.They had arrived somewhere with a lot of different, some even weirder looking, aliens. It looked like the ruins of a city. However, the aliens seemed to have made it into a place to live. There were spaceships, tents and trailers around. The abandoned houses were also recycled into what looked like shops and bar.

The hunters got out, then put a meal bar in between his tied up limbs to carry him like an animal. They took him to a broken down building, now redecorated with a wooden sign written in some kind of space language. A fat alien with a fish like feature came out to greet them.

"You say you found a 'hooman'?" Despite her language being different from Maren's, she seemed eager and excited. "Is this it?"

"Yes. Found it wandering the Dead-Seafloor." The leader replied.

"Aw, it doesn't look that remarkable. I expected something better."
The alien woman chuckled.

"Same here. They said humans are intelligent creatures. But this one's not even hard to catch really, it was basically sitting around waiting for us. It did try to put up a fight, with a rock-stick." The hunters laughed.

They chatted for awhile then the lady paid the hunters a large amount of money. They took him inside and threw him into a large, dirty room before leaving. The room was dark, and also full of aliens. Only they all looked beaten up and tied up like him. Some humanoid aliens seemed to be crying.
 
Maren only being vaguely aware of what was going on around him as the shock he had been given had packed quite a punch to his system, the human was likely going to be out for the next few hours while his body tried to adjust to its normal functions, his mind wandering here and there as it seemed forever for his captor's to arrive at their destination. There simply wasn't much the knocked out teen could do other than occasionally shift and give a pained groan, his usual will to survive having been put on halt because of his freakish attackers. Of course, Maren 'knew' he would eventually be able to get back at them one way or another, him not willing to put up with the unfair advantage of 4-1 they had taken against him.

His sense of self slowly beginning to return by the time he felt himself being carried in a seriously uncomfortable position, Maren could hear the sound of voices nearby as he opened his eyes a bit to reveal the sight of the same beings who had captured him earlier along with an unfamiliar face; a woman who seemed to be more fish than...alien? Not having had much time to think about his situation earlier when he had been netted, it was quite clear now that the beings who had abducted Maren were less than human, hearing them speak of his 'rock-stick' making the angry teen's blood boil.

'My spear...t-they took it! I know they did!!' 

Only having 'full control' of his body when he was thrown into a cold, dark room that seemed to be filled with other shadowy looking beings that were clearly not his species, Maren growled annoyed as he soon managed to shift himself up and take a good look at his new surroundings, the darkness being hard for his eyes to adjust to for now. That didn't stop the sound of muffled crying from reaching the human's ears though, Maren cringing at the noise as it indicated he and everyone else in this room were probably in the same, unknown position as he tried to regain his voice "what is this?...just what is going on!? Somebody, tell me what all of this is!!".

The sound of a few whispers around him showing that at least some of the alien beings were listening in on just who this newcomer was, none of them really appeared to be willing to talk as some simply looked down at the ground or turned away, one or two individuals with personalities once similiar to Maren giving an annoyed laugh as by the bruises on their faces and bodies, it appeared they had felt the full brunt of trying to escape from this room.
 
One of the aliens looked up at him. "They don't really understand you, only a few of us speak the universal language." His voice was hoarse, he coughed a bit as if it was painful for him to speak.

The alien was cat-like. His body was covered in bright green fur and gray spots, like a leopard. His hair was black and messy. He was one of the aliens with bruises and scars all over his body. He sat leaning on the cold wall, the tip of his tail tapping calmly on the floor. His hands were cuffed together and his legs chained to the wall like all the resistant people in the room.

“This is a Trading Post. They capture rogue aliens and gather them here for sale. Powerful rulers from around the galaxy come to places like this to buy new slaves.” He said indifferently as if he had done so many times before. He lifted his hands and licked the wounds around the wrist. Probably he had tried squeezing them out of the cuff many times.
 
"Universal language?...." Maren tilting his head to the side a bit confused as he had never really thought of 'English' being the language that brought the universe together, the human had other things to be worrying about regardless as he heard the hoarseness in the nearby alien's voice. From the sound of it, it appeared that the cat-like creature likely hadn't had any food or water in a long time, the thought of being starved purposely being a terrifying one to Maren...perhaps even more so than having been captured and set to this dark, crowded room.

Glancing around at the other shadowy figures against the cold walls of the room, it was hard to make out most of them despite Maren being curious about the occasional horn or tail he could see. By comparison to most of them, the teen looked rather bare and undecorated, having nothing in the way of scales or sharpened teeth or even his once beloved spear that was likely still at the location where he had been captured. Listening to the stranger before him explain that this was a 'trading post' though, Maren felt his heart dropping into his stomach and his last bit of calmness fading as he glared at the cat humanoid angrily "I am Not an Alien, I'm human! Do I look like I am some green skinned, bulb-headed freak??'".


(Forgive me for Maren's rude nature. I just felt it might fit someone who comes from his position is all.)
 
The cat like alien laughed, though it sounded rather painful. Some others also snickered. They seemed to find his concept of aliens too amusing to ignore, even if they were trapped in such a place.

"Stop.. Stop. You're going to kill me." He finally said between laughs then winced in pain

The alien next to him turned to look. "They ****ed you up good."

"A human? " Someone else said. "I thought they all died long ago?"

"No surprise." The cat alien shifted his pose to get more  comfortable. "It doesn't seem to have any defense mechanism, save for a loud mouth."


(Nnah, go all out lol xD)
 
Maren glaring angrily at the unnamed cat creature before him as what he was saying was more than enough to provoke a fight, the young human would have willingly fought him too if not for his arms still being tightly bound along with his still wobbly legs not exactly being willing to work just yet. The fact that this alien looking freak was making fun of by claiming he had no defense mechanisms was only adding more to the insult of laughing at his assumption of what 'aliens' were.

"Just wait till we get out of here. I'll shut up that face for good!" His fast temper having been triggered more easily than usual due to the already stressful conditions he was surrounded by, Maren didn't have much of a chance of getting out of his binds despite doing his best to break them, him getting out an angry growl as they continued to bite deeper into his wrists the more he squirmed "I don't know what all your talk of slaves is, but I guarantee i-if anyone even thinks ill be one like the rest of you, they have another thing coming!".
 
The aliens looked at each other, some amused, some concerned.

"That's what they all say." Said one alien with a long head.

Just then, there was a rattling sound of someone inserting the key. The door swung open and the fat lady came inside with 2 bulky henchmen. She said something in her alien language. Many prisoners in the room gasped in terror when they heard she mentioned the word ‘Frieza’.

“Oh ho, lucky you.” The cat alien chuckled to Maren. “There’s your chance to prove yourself.”

The bulky aliens went over and chained all the prisoners’ hand-cuffs together. Once that was done, they forced all of them up and pushed them to the door. “Hurry up. Lord Frieza don’t like to wait.”
 
(Hey, I will use some other character as well so you don't gotta be stuck with everyone 
 if you likexD That just doesn't seem right to stick you with everyone.)

Maren knowing damned well how to fight when he was on an even level, the human could never really have been considered a pushover with his constant drive to live the way he wanted on Earth. Sure, he was beyond cocky and probably seemed a bit unintelligent because of it, but Maren knew his way out of a bad situation when it was needed. The teen, along with what was left of humanity, having lost most of their natural fears due to the lack of life on Earth's surface, Maren didn't seem to be very concerned when the same fat lady from before entered the room alongside a pair of strong looking henchmen, the name of 'Frieza' not ringing a bell in the teen's mind despite the other prisoner's seeming fear of it when it was brought up.

"Who is this Frieza guy? Sounds kinda like a pansy to me" Maren trying to put on a bit of a tough guy boast despite only being a good 5'0 tall or so, the teen  wasn't expecting that as they were being chained together there would inevitably be one or two prisoner's that would freak out at the thought of bear anywhere near the apparently well-known figure, a taller alien with what appeared to be feature's similar to the fat fish lady dropping to his knees to prevent being herded out the door like the rest "Do you really think I will go out there to die like some fool? I would rather rot in here for the rest o-of my life!".
 
(Well there're only two of us xD Well you can just use anyone you like to move the plot forward. As long as I have my Raditz I'm cool lol)

“You don’t have much of a choice.” One of the henchmen grunted angrily. “Now get up.”

“Geez. Don’t watse time persuading.” The other henchman raised a hand. Energy gathered around his palm, forming into an energy blast. It shot toward the resisting alien as everyone stared wide-eyed.

 
(That's what I met :p We can just use side characters as needed.)

The most violence Maren having even seen being a collapse in one of the underground tunnels human's traveled around in back on Earth, the teen didn't seem to have any real fear that the aliens before him could do much despite him already having seen the result of what could happen when an enemy was underestimated. Perhaps it was because he was naive and cocky or maybe it was simply because he saw himself as being 'different' from the aliens  around him, but Maren couldn't help but snicker a little when he saw the brutish looking creature towards the back of the chain gang panicking at the thought of potentially being sold off, the sight of the alien falling to his knees seeing oddly pathetic...Of course, that was until the fish looking alien had a hole blasted through his chest by one of the impatient henchmen leading them out the room door.

The smile on Maren's face fading as the alien crumbled into a heap on the ground from the fatal wound, the human seemed to be more than just a little shocked by the act as he couldn't seem to take his eyes off the steaming corpse, his thoughts that these aliens were just harmless if not intimidating annoyances quickly being swept aside as he glanced at the other equally nervous creature's ahead of him.

'T-this place...this isn't.....'
 
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