~Hello, this is a new story! I hope you like it. The girls will
appear in the next chapter. R&R!
Prologue New Land, New Life
The small, forlorn ship docked in the harbor of Natal. A flame haired man jumped off the boat followed by another spiky-haired man. They looked around the town for an inn. They soon found one called the Three Lemons. They would sleep till morning.
"Kakarot! Wake up you fool! We have to get out of this lowbred town. By the looks of it, even you could be considered a genius here!" the flame haired man said as he ran a hair through his black spikes.
Kakarot quickly awakened when he smelled food. "Vegeta, it was your fault we had to leave Vegetasei so quickly!"
Vegeta suddenly blazed into action and clenched Kakarot's throat and pressed him against the plaster wall. He raised his fist to deliver a crushing blow and stopped when he saw the yellow glow blossom in Kakarot's black hair. Kakarot dropped to the floor and with it the yellow glow disappeared. His silky tail relaxed.
"Never talk about Vegetasei again, Kakarot! We have left our past behind-" Vegeta began and was soon cut off.
"You left your country, Vegeta! You could have been a king in a few years! Once you came into reign you could have stopped that chaos." Kakarot retorted.
"Kakarot, stop thinking about the past! You can go back into the heart of destruction and horror if you wish, but I came here to escape that! It would be useless to start a rift between us too." Vegeta said bitterly as he remembered the chaos back at home.
Everyone was fighting, even more than usual for the Average Saiyan. Vegeta's father had gone into hiding long ago when the struggle began. Brother against brother, sister against sister, friend against friend, it was pure pandemonium. Who could possibly want to stay?
The most horrifying thing that had occurred amidst the bedlam was tails being cutoff. A saiyan's pride in his homeland was based on his the quality of his tail and his skill in fighting. Having your tail shorn off was the ultimate dishonor. Many Saiyans would be so embarrassed that they would commit suicide within a day.
Silence reigned in the room. Both men were remembering their times back home. It was hard to leave home especially at the young age of eighteen. He recent events had both made them more mature. Neither of them had the same youth and mirth as had once belonged to them.
Kakarot broke the unearthly quiet. "Vegeta, how are we going to make a living? You have diplomatic skills, but who would let a teenager govern? We can only fight."
"Its simple Kakarot. We join the military and become great officials. No one here knows about Vegetasei. They don't even know our homeland exists." Vegeta explained to Kakarot.
"Cool." Kakarot said and smiled in his boyish way.
"We'll leave at dawn and fly to the military base 100 miles south from here. We can take the tests and pass easily." Vegeta stated.
"How come no one was flying here and why do they use so many machines?" Kakarot asked with a puzzled look on his face.
"I believe its because they never tried. The strongest forces on this land would barely be able to phase a ten-year old back home. They are mostly pathetic and weak-minded people." Vegeta explained while packing up is bag.
"Oh. Can't we leave today? They'll have food. I want food." Kakarot replied as he stared dreamily into space.
"Baka! If you stop drooling we can leave today! Finish your packing in five minutes or I am leaving with out you." Vegeta said and smirked.
"I am not an idiot!" Kakarot retorted unhappily. HE went like a blur around the area gathering his possessions and forcing them in his bundle.
"Done!" Kakarot said a minute later.
Vegeta left money on the table and launched himself out the window into the open sky. KAkarot quickly followed him with high hopes in this strange new land.
Prologue New Land, New Life
The small, forlorn ship docked in the harbor of Natal. A flame haired man jumped off the boat followed by another spiky-haired man. They looked around the town for an inn. They soon found one called the Three Lemons. They would sleep till morning.
"Kakarot! Wake up you fool! We have to get out of this lowbred town. By the looks of it, even you could be considered a genius here!" the flame haired man said as he ran a hair through his black spikes.
Kakarot quickly awakened when he smelled food. "Vegeta, it was your fault we had to leave Vegetasei so quickly!"
Vegeta suddenly blazed into action and clenched Kakarot's throat and pressed him against the plaster wall. He raised his fist to deliver a crushing blow and stopped when he saw the yellow glow blossom in Kakarot's black hair. Kakarot dropped to the floor and with it the yellow glow disappeared. His silky tail relaxed.
"Never talk about Vegetasei again, Kakarot! We have left our past behind-" Vegeta began and was soon cut off.
"You left your country, Vegeta! You could have been a king in a few years! Once you came into reign you could have stopped that chaos." Kakarot retorted.
"Kakarot, stop thinking about the past! You can go back into the heart of destruction and horror if you wish, but I came here to escape that! It would be useless to start a rift between us too." Vegeta said bitterly as he remembered the chaos back at home.
Everyone was fighting, even more than usual for the Average Saiyan. Vegeta's father had gone into hiding long ago when the struggle began. Brother against brother, sister against sister, friend against friend, it was pure pandemonium. Who could possibly want to stay?
The most horrifying thing that had occurred amidst the bedlam was tails being cutoff. A saiyan's pride in his homeland was based on his the quality of his tail and his skill in fighting. Having your tail shorn off was the ultimate dishonor. Many Saiyans would be so embarrassed that they would commit suicide within a day.
Silence reigned in the room. Both men were remembering their times back home. It was hard to leave home especially at the young age of eighteen. He recent events had both made them more mature. Neither of them had the same youth and mirth as had once belonged to them.
Kakarot broke the unearthly quiet. "Vegeta, how are we going to make a living? You have diplomatic skills, but who would let a teenager govern? We can only fight."
"Its simple Kakarot. We join the military and become great officials. No one here knows about Vegetasei. They don't even know our homeland exists." Vegeta explained to Kakarot.
"Cool." Kakarot said and smiled in his boyish way.
"We'll leave at dawn and fly to the military base 100 miles south from here. We can take the tests and pass easily." Vegeta stated.
"How come no one was flying here and why do they use so many machines?" Kakarot asked with a puzzled look on his face.
"I believe its because they never tried. The strongest forces on this land would barely be able to phase a ten-year old back home. They are mostly pathetic and weak-minded people." Vegeta explained while packing up is bag.
"Oh. Can't we leave today? They'll have food. I want food." Kakarot replied as he stared dreamily into space.
"Baka! If you stop drooling we can leave today! Finish your packing in five minutes or I am leaving with out you." Vegeta said and smirked.
"I am not an idiot!" Kakarot retorted unhappily. HE went like a blur around the area gathering his possessions and forcing them in his bundle.
"Done!" Kakarot said a minute later.
Vegeta left money on the table and launched himself out the window into the open sky. KAkarot quickly followed him with high hopes in this strange new land.