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Prologue: More then what we are…
It rain heavily on the old battlefield where the Saiyans first arrived. The sand was muddy and thick. A lone figure was there on his hands and knees. It seemed like he didn't even notice the rain, he just lay there in his own world. Pulling his body up, his back arched and his face turn upward, washing away the tears that spilled out. Lightning struck and thunder boomed loudly, but the figure didn't notice at all.
/I lost everything/ the man thought.
This man that lost so much, been through so much, his planet gone, raped and abused in the clenches of frieze, a killer…then he came to this planet only thing on his mind was immorality and finally getting revenge on frieze, but all that change when he got beaten by a brain damage Saiyan, but due to that he gained so much he found at mate…and had two beautiful children…/but all that's gone…/ for the third time that day the Prince of all Saiyans cried, wondering if the pain would ever stop.
In the distance a slim figure walked toward the fallen Prince. Bending down the female touched him. Vegeta felt warmth spread thought his body, confused the Prince turned around and there stood a female with long spiky hair and very dark green eyes, she was beauty itself the rain didn't touch her and she glowed a bright light, her long white dress sparked like the stars, but it was a plain dress with slits on both sides. Her warm royal green eyes stared at him with concern he never saw before…well only his rival gave that look…like Kakarotto really care…no one care about him and never will.
"Who are you?" he asked.
She smiled and stroked his cheek with her slim hand.
"I am Vegeta-sei. The planet long dead, but I am here to tell you that we are more then what we are."
Confusion clearly written on his face, but she just smile and pulled him to embrace like a mother would do a kid.
"Vegeta, I know you think you lost everything, but you are gaining more then what you think. You try to be cold hearted, but the truth is our kind were never cold heart were are protectors, but that change for the worse and now our race is dead expect you and Kakarotto." She whispered as tears clearly fallen without shame.
"I promise you, that your life will much better then what you went through today and will be happy, but you must not give up now!" she said firmly as she pulled him out of the embrace and looked at him.
"I'm going to show you something the truth about our race, our people." She said
He looked at her wondering why she was here with him and why his hasn't kill her, but before he could asked any question she kissed him, it was short, but sweet, then his mental wall went down and a full blast of memories that were not his pored into his head, then it was over. When she pulled away she saw shock, confusion, sadness, and hurt. Vegeta looked at her and the only thing he can think of was.
"Why…?" he whispered
She smiled sadly at him, "Because you are the Prince of all Saiyans and you have the right to know." Bending down she looked at him straight in the eye and said, "and you should know." Then she faded away leaving him in the cold morning and to a cold house with a wife that didn't care for him and the only comfort was his children. Standing up Vegeta blasted off to his old room that his live in before he got involved with Bulma, but with the information he had he was left with warmth he never knew he had and that brought a smile to his face.