Summary: The King of Saiyans, King Vegeta, has been resurrected by Vegeta's betrothed, Nayla. She hopes to restore the power of the Saiyans and take her place beside Vegeta as his mate, by any means necessary. While she tries to separate Vegeta from Bulma and Trunks, a great evil wishes to destroy them all.

Ok so this is my first DBZ fanfic. I've had this idea but didn't know if I wanted to write it and then I thought 'why not'? This takes place after the Buu Saga.

New Eyes: The Purge

Chapter 1- Familiar Feeling

The park was pretty empty today, but Bulma didn't mind. In fact she hated the crowds so it seemed she had chosen the perfect day for a picnic. Bulma lounged out on the blanket, basking in a warm glow. She stretched her arms out and her wedding ring sparkled in the sun. Chi Chi craned her neck to see it.

"Oh, is that your wedding ring? I hardly see you wear it. Of course, we haven't gotten to see each other as much lately."

Bulma held her hand out, admiring the ring. "When I'm around the house or working on a new machine, I don't wear it. I'm afraid to lose it or damage it. Honestly if I did, I'd never hear the end of it from a certain someone over there."

Bulma motioned to Vegeta. He leaned against a tree with one foot kicked up against the trunk. The Saiyan prince wore his trademark scowl and while his eyes were closed, Bulma knew he wasn't resting but listening.

Chi Chi scoffed. "Like he has any place to talk! He's not even wearing his wedding band."

Bulma shook her head, smiling. "Actually, Vegeta probably wears his more than I wear mine. It surprised me really. I didn't even know he bothered to wear the band until Trunks mentioned it. Apparently he saw Vegeta wearing it when he took his glove off while they were training."

"That surprises me too. To think Vegeta would actually wear it as a testament of his love to you."

Vegeta's eyes bolted open. "Don't go saying things like that to that foolish woman! I am honor bound to wear it. Love has nothing to do with it!"

Despite his ranting, Chi Chi couldn't help but notice the slight blush that rose to the prince's cheeks. Bulma giggled, ignoring Vegeta's discomfort.

"Hey, if you're done eavesdropping, come over here. Goku should be here soon and then we can eat our food."

Upon hearing the word food, Trunks and Goten ended their game of tag and ran over to where their mothers were seated.

"I don't see why we have to wait on Kakarot to eat. Don't you Earthlings have the phrase 'you snooze, you lose'?" Vegeta fired back, walking toward the women.

"Yeah Mom," Trunks chimed in, "Dad's right and Goku was supposed to be here an hour ago already. I say we eat now. He can have whatever's left."

Goten's stomach growled and he blushed, scratching the back of his head shyly. "I am pretty hungry. Let's just save Dad some."

Vegeta smirked and turned to Bulma. "Well, it's three against two. Looks like we're eating without Kakarot."

"Well then it looks like I arrived just in time, huh Vegeta?"

Vegeta turned to see Goku just landing on the grass. He jogged up to his wife, giving her a quick kiss before she could yell at him. Vegeta rolled his eyes and glared.

"Kakarot, why do I smell soy sauce on you?" asked Vegeta gruffly.

Goku sat down, laughing nervously. "Well before I left Korin's Tower to get more senzu beans for our fight, Korin offered me some food and I stayed to only have a tiny bit."

Goku brought his fingers together to show the small amount he ate. Chi Chi smacked him, fuming.

"We were all waiting for you while you were stuffing your face!" she yelled accusingly.

Goku held his hands up in defense. "Chi Chi, I really didn't stay long though."

Bulma laughed. It was so typical Goku. After all these years, the only thing stronger than his love for fighting was his love for food. Bulma pulled out a capsule and pressed it. In a poof, an array of rice, noodles, fish and meat were in front of them.

"Come on you guys, let's just dig in."

Like always Vegeta and Goku treated the meal as a competition. They piled away bowls of rice and noodles, taking a break only to grab giant turkey legs and pick off meat buns. As the food began to wane, the two men resorted to stealing from each other's plates. Bulma looked on in awe at her husband. He always ate as fiercely as Goku, but no matter how fast he ate, he never made a mess. Not one grain of rice missed his mouth or one drip of soup drizzled down his chin. It was as fascinating as it was unnerving and a little annoying that he could have that kind of grace. Goku scooped up Vegeta's last hand pressed salmon sushi. He ate it in one bite, sticking out his tongue playfully afterwards.

"Kakarot, I was saving that last for a reason! That's my favorite!"

"You snooze, you lose. Isn't that what you said Vegeta?"

Just as Vegeta readied himself to punch Goku, Bulma laid her hand on his shoulder. She pushed her plate towards him.

"Here, I picked an extra one for you. I know it's your favorite." Bulma gave a soft smile.

Vegeta sat back down and took her plate. He grunted and smirked triumphantly at Goku as he ate the sushi. Chi Chi looked up at the sky overhead. It was still midday, but the sky had darkened considerably. The sun was hidden behind rolling black clouds.

"Look at the sky. Do you think it may rain?" Chi Chi inquired, helping Bulma put away the dishes.

Goku examined the sky. "No, I would have noticed that when I was flying from Korin's. It's not rain. It's something else."

A shockwave of energy flashed through the Saiyans and Vegeta stiffened. 'What was that? Why does it feel…familiar to me?'

Trunks tugged on his father's arm. "Did you feel that, Dad? I think there's something powerful close by."

Goten nodded and looked around to find the source of the power.

They heard a shrieking growl toward West City. Bulma turned and gasped. In the distance, they saw a beast in Saiyan armor, beating his chest and stomping about. There was no doubt it was the oozaru, the giant Saiyan ape. Vegeta froze, eyes wide with confusion.

"What? Vegeta, that has to be a Saiyan, right? How can there be a Saiyan in ape form when the only Saiyan with a tail is your brother, Tarble?" Bulma cried out.

"That's not Tarble's signature ki though," explained Goku.

Goku looked at Vegeta. He hadn't said a word or moved from where he was standing. It was strange. He didn't look to be afraid, but usually he was cocky and eager at the prospect of a good fight. Goku felt the hair on his neck rise.

"What? What is it Vegeta? I mean it's not Tarble right?"

"No it's not," answered Vegeta breaking from his trance, "I do know him though. Do you see the armor he's wearing? It bears my family crest on it, only those of the royal family can wear it in battle."

Goku squinted until he made out the crest. It was red with a trident symbol, two small bars below that, and what looked like a spiky u shape at the bottom.

"Oh, I see what you're talking about, but I still don't get who he is." Goku thought for a moment and then it hit him. "Wait, you don't mean to tell me that giant ape is-"

Vegeta nodded. "That's my father. It's unmistakable."

Trunk looked at his father shocked. "I thought he was dead though. How is he alive and why is he here?"

Vegeta powered up and began to float. "That's exactly what I want to ask him. Bulma, Trunks, stay here."

Vegeta flew off towards West City with Goku tailing him. Trunks pouted.

"Aw, that's no fair. I'm not just some weak little kid. Why can't I go?"

Bulma pulled out a capsule to a small plane. "Come on, Trunks! We're going were the action is."

Trunk grinned and balled his fists up in excitement. "You mean it Mom? Awesome!"

"Well, this may be the only time you'll be able to meet your grandfather and I for one want to meet my father in law and show him how lucky his son is to have met me." Bulma grinned .

Bulma stepped in the plane and put on her seatbelt. Trunks followed suit. Goten ran to get on the plane, but his mother grabbed him by the collar of his shirt.

"Oh no you don't. I won't have you rushing off to fight like your father. This doesn't concern us so we are going to stay right here until that big monkey is gone."

Her tone of voice was shrill and left no room for discussion. Goten slumped on the ground, waving goodbye to the two.

"Ok Trunks, we're just gonna keep our distance until your dad and Goku get him to revert. Got it?"

Trunk tilted his head toward the window in thought. "Got it."

His dad didn't talk much about is father, but Trunks knew he had a lot of respect for him. Despite giving him over to Frieza, Vegeta held the King in high regard. Trunks leaned back. How would he feel fighting his father, Trunks wondered. It wasn't a normal sparing match, it was obvious from the King's form that he had come to destroy and kill. Trunks turned his attention to his mother. He would need to stay alert, just in case they were hit in the plane. If need be, he would fight alongside his father to protect the earth again. Deep down, though Trunks would never admit it, he hoped he wouldn't really be needed.

Okay there's the first chapter! How was it so far? Next chapter King Vegeta meets his family. How do you think he'll react to Vegeta, Bulma, and Trunks? I think it'll be interesting to see played out. Anyway, please favorite, follow, and definitely review to keep me motivated! Thanks