’Those damn insects.’ Frieza thought as his head pounded. He had lost to Goku and Vegeta, again! This tango was starting to get annoying. And yet, something was different.His eyes opened slightly and looked around.

’where am I?’ he thought as he sat up. He was on some sort of bed, that was for sure. “My wounds..” he hummed as he noticed the primitive bandages around his gashes and bruises.