The Rough Landing

I had woken up to gaze upon darkness and stars, just by looking forward out a metallic-red oval-shaped window had my heart racing in a terrifying way, before experience not my own moments before but were now hard-wired within me shone through before giving into the fear. A honed instinct of experience had me calming down within a second, a gloved hand pulled off a mask meant for inducing the wearer to cryogenic-induced sleep-wait, gloved hand? The fuck was I wearing? sure as shit not automotive-issue oil-gloves... Wait cryogenic-sleep? The hell was that feeling near my ass? Panicking right now was foolish but realization of my situation and my new memories almost made me lash out.

Almost.

So what did I know? I remember I or rather... Kron? stupid name. anyway, I had left planet Vegeta for a purging mission but ran into a very violent electrical storm within another uncharted-system and the pod went through a wormhole concealed within. I remembered that I couldn't use the pods controls while in that storm and every try resulted in an error or in the case of communications, outright destroyed. the memories I remember are recalled as if I had done them, not as a separate being looking at them from the outside but as if I had lived them. I remember my current power level was in the 700's, having used my scouter to check days… Days, shit when did I leave?

I Remember leaving for work, as I always do at the auto-shop I'm employed at...guess it's was-employed at now. right so, I still remember what's important to me, my memories were there still.

As far as I can tell anyway but let's stick to the immediate situation.

My eyes darted around the pods console, yeah... communications screen is glitched but the screen above it which was smaller was still functioning. Checking it consciously wondering if I should remove the white gloves to better use the screen, I managed to check the date of departure and the day now, which was as expected. Three days. Also knowing how to operate the attack-ball console's calmed me somewhat.

Checking another screen which allowed the pilot to navigate, I checked the current system my ship was flying through and further noticing the attack-ball had a warning light blinking near the navigation-computer my heart began to race again. I was on course to land onto an unknown planet in an unknown system and my ships power-supply was near-out.

Hell at this point I didn't even know if my pod would make it or not, the real dread I felt at suffocating in space become all too real.

Looking towards the open black space and stars I was recalled out of worry from thoughts of death by realizing one of said stars was not a star, but a planet that was slowly expanding, meaning I was getting closer, must be the unknown planet on my scanner's. It was mesmerizing really, the view now that I looked. Shaking my head I further checked the pods many remaining operating screens for information, so yes unknown planet and an unknown system. No communication either and the attack-balls energy readings were close to empty. The last screens indicated about the pilot meaning myself which were to do with the cryogenic-sleeping system and my life-signs. All normal for the latter but the former was ready to be used once again if I so wished, which i didn't.

I thought about my life again... or lives as it were that of my combined memories and experience, trying to understand any reason why I ended up…here. I have early memories of planet Vegeta and being raised in a caste-like state like all low-class Saiyan's were. Growing up was a constant battle both figuratively and physically and by further reasoning with myself with further speculating I have concluded that at the time I woke up in this pod was when both Kron and I had become one? I had become one being, joining together with both lives merging. I couldn't think of what effect It would have on my personality at least not right this instant, especially coming from someone who was now a Saiyan in the flesh and, at the same time someone who watched Saiyan's on television. I also recall before leaving planet Vegeta the king, Vegeta announced that he was bore a son. So, timeline wise it was ten or so years left before Frieza blows the planet up roughly. Of course, I left before that, or Kron did so anyway. Going AWOL is my obvious move to make now, not blowing up more planets for Frieza or his planet trade organization and fuck the king, Vegeta.

Flexing my body and tensing my arms into stretching poses as well as could be done in a cramp and compacted space, I thought of my other memories, almost 29 year's worth of memories of my life although only the last 5 years or so were the clearest. I concluded almost immediately that I didn't have perfect recall of said memories but what was important was that my knowledge of DBZ from Raditz, to cell saga were still preserved within my head, if not word to word.

Now though was not the time to reminisce on the past, it was really easy to be lost in my head at this time. I still had to worry about the actual landing of my craft, securing food for myself and dealing with the locals… Saiyan style or not remains to be seen, although i will protect myself if I have to.

Startled from my thoughts as my pod entered the atmosphere, shuttering as it did so. being in my head during this time, had me forgetting to enjoy the trek through space. Hating space though I welcomed the distracting thoughts.

I chuckled, a deep masculine voice not unfamiliar to my ears, the pod seemed to be heading towards the night-side of the planet. The breach of the atmosphere from the attack-ball induced said ship began heating up in flames. Checking over the pods system methodically, I thought once more over my past life again. it was damn hard not to. Honestly, I couldn't even remember how I got reincarnated into a Saiyan and it was so frustrating, I was now a teenager again at that and my Saiyan life at least with both memories just begun when I had woken up just moments ago. Hell, my name was now Kron, but going by that name irked me so I'd might as well use the name I'm more used to. Mentally I was twenty-nine, but physically my body was now sixteen years old, so puberty was the first of my worries, least of all because I went through that already...

I'd be getting boners at weird times again. Laugh out loud.

I was brought out of my thoughts a final time viewing a particular sight. I was surprised to see the planet had a moon because from the trajectory of my attack-ball to the planet when entering the atmosphere, I didn't see it at all. What really surprised me about it though was that the moon was cracked with most of the body forming a small asteroid field.

It was marginally familiar.

My body was heating up, heartbeat thumping inside my ears and my breathing became harder. How could I be so forgetful? Pain welled up inside me, my muscles tensing up to be painful. Not realizing I had just landed smack down through the side of a cliff formation and grinding to a halt smashing into rough terrain, my minded clouded over as my body expanded and I blacked out.