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"Face it Celeria, your never going to be consitered a true saiya-jin. Society just doesn't work that way." The older saya-jin slamed his knee into the smaller saiya-jins chin.
The younger recovered before being slammed back into the ground. "I will always try, and I will never give up!" Yelled Celeria and launched shoulder first into the olders gut.
"Then you will alway be shunned by your fellow saiya-jins." He grabbed Celeria's shoulder and kneed the youngers ribcage. Celria blacked out just as several ribs snapped. "It's long past time for you, young one, to leave the colony." The elder threw the younger over his shoulder; carrying Celeria out of the room.
"Perhaps life with a diffrent species would give you peace." He layed Celeria in the pod gently, punched in some coorderants and closed the pod door. "Be well my Child." Solomily the saiya-jin watched as the pod raced from view.