I don't own or Dragonball, Dragonball Z or Dragonball GT I am not Toriyama

The King and Prince Vegeta are both Vegeta's but if you look at the date if you pay attention to that sort of thing you will realize their not the ones your familiar with.

The Guardian Prologue

Age 687

Doomsday had come to Planet Sadla over a matter of land and honor the finally curtain was falling on the civilization of the Saiyans.

The Saiyan's world had been one of extremely uneven development and haphazard change. It had been merely a generation ago that they had reachieved space travel and gained industrialization. But that had only been for certain tribes that lived on the western continent to the southern continent and eastern continent were still relegated to subsistence farming and hunter-gather societies.

The Saiyans in the past had been equals in dealings and in conflicts. But that time had passed they were no longer equals. Those with exploited those without. Mining was ruining farm land and logging destroying game.

In all of this tension there was two voices of reason King Vegeta and the Guardian of Salda. The flame hair monarch with side burns and quite familiar features was a man of impressive size.

Veler the Guardian of Sadla was a man of extreme age kept alive by the magic that comes with his position. The fur on his tail had turned gray as well as his hair on his face. The bearded bald man had done his best to avoid this outcome but he had failed. Pride was about to be the ended of people of which he had sworn to defend.

Veler due to age was now on deaths door however, he could not defeat the thousands if not millions of his people now fighting to the death over land that was crumbling beneath them. He had already had foresaw his own demise and was already preparing a replacement.

In one of his routine scans of the planet many years ago he saw an infant abandon in a field by herself. For some inconceivable reason someone had seen fit to leave her to either die or simple live to be a feral without a clan or tribe to call her own.

Veler had learned the ability to sense energy from his occasional contacts with King Kai and years of self-improvement. From this infant he sensed her latent potential and could sense in her a successor. Her heart was pure do to age and circumstance she had no emotional connections to her 'parents' without their presence and without programming she would naturally latch onto the nearest best equivalent.

Veler had without question taken the girl in. She had begun to grow up under his tutelage. Teaching her the fundamentals of what was need of a guardian.

Veler told her stories of the adventures of his youth. Of the Legendary Super Saiyan which he had fought. The seeming invincible nature of the ancient monster. That it required the help of the King Kai's spirit bomb to finish the monster. That he used a technique in the fight that channeled the power of his five good hearted friends to allow him the Ki of gods to put down the monster.

Despite his victory the entire northern continent was destroyed utterly, cultures wiped out, progress turned back. But Veler was if anything but not optimistic he may have failed by maybe she wouldn't.

He named her Guarda it may have not have been a real saiyan named but he knew based on the tail and spirit that she was one of them even though she had been abandoned. Veler had never had children of his own due to his position. Guarda had certain changed that fact.

Veler had come to the conclusion of the destruction of Sadla was nein. The hearts of his kin had become darkened with hate. So summoned King Vegeta one day and had him and his countrymen along with anyone else that would help build them a ship to escape the coming end of war.

In the last ditch attempt to prevent annihilation had failed as the League of Tribes voted to disband. So King Vegeta and his subjects opted to leave but Veler gave the King his apprentice. He might have been destined to die with his home that he had fought his entire life to save but that didn't mean she had die over his mistakes.

The ship that left Sadla that day was a scrapped together clunker barely able to go FTL.

The Guardian

In the bowels of the ship however, a fortuitous meeting was occurring. Guarda meet the prince. She had only see most of her people from a distance she had met his father already but he was around her age and different.

Guarda "Hi. I'm Guarda."

The Prince snorted in derision and with a cruel smile on his face said.

Prince Vegeta "That's a funny name for a saiyan."

With confusion on her face she said back.

Guarda "Hey aren't you supposed to say your name back or something not make fun of my name?"

Prince Vegeta "Ha. Everyone seems to already know my name already unless you're a feral or foreigner. So which are you?"

Now with annoyance on her face she said back.

Guarda "I don't understand Veler taught me how to talk to people. But why isn't it working?"

Glad that he was getting a rise out of Guarda said.

Prince Vegeta "Are you seriously freaking out that I won't tell you my name. Maybe you are a feral. Normal saiyans don't lose their minds over a simple little thing like that feral."

Guarda "I am just trying to be polite."

Prince Vegeta "You have to be feral. Why would you have to be polite to a stranger?"

Guarda "Because Veler said that you have to be nice to others if you expect them to be nice back."

The Prince practically spat while he spoke.

Prince Vegeta "Sounds like the nonsense that Father keeps saying I need to learn to be King like him."

The familiarity of the boy suddenly making sense.

Guarda "O I thought your hair looked familiar."

With overflowing pride he said.

Prince Vegeta "This hair is the proof of my ancestry and future royal status."

Confusion and annoyance giving way now to curiosity and excitement.

Guarda "Okay so you're strong like your dad right?"

Prince Vegeta "But of course I am a Saiyan of royal blood. I am quite a bit stronger than you."

Now with a great big smile on her face.

Guarda "Great can we spar."

The Prince with that cruel smile but soften a bit.

Prince Vegeta "So forward. You are so a feral."

Guarda "What do you mean?"

Prince Vegeta "I am a prince of a royal line and yet you one without station challenge me."

Guarda "Hey a fight is a fight and it's not like I'm challenging you for the throne or something."

Prince Vegeta "Hmn… Fine I guess curb stomping you will be a good way to get out some of my frustration."

Guarda "My thoughts exactly."

The Prince got into his stance and Guarda got into the stance that Veler had drilled into her since as far back as she could remember. A standoff emerged as the two attempted to look for weaknesses in each other's stances.

The Prince could find none in her stance and finally out of impatience lunges at Guarda. Intending to end the fight quickly to make sure that he could put this feral in her place. His punch strikes at Guarda arm it bends but doesn't give way. The Prince has underestimated the feral and he realizes it.

Guarda right hand punches the Prince right in the face. The Prince shaken by this blow is forced back his nose is bleeding his head bent back by the force of the punch snaps forward. Rage fills his eyes as he looks at the girl that just made a fool of him.

Guarda in his mind had deceived him. She was a great deal stronger than she appeared. She was at his level at least or stronger. He then lunged at her again this time at full strength. Their fists meet and confirmed what he had begun to suspect she was playing him.

The Prince the only son of the last living saiyan monarch in the universe was being toyed with by a feral one without class or station. The very idea was insulting that a future leader of a race would be dishonored in such a fashion. With reckless abandonment in a flurry of punches and kicks trying to get passed her defense.

Finally one punch gets luck and lands square on her jaw. She is pushed back by the assault. Guarda looks at him with grim determination what started out to her as a friendly little spar has become a far angrier affair as a test of wills. She goes to fight him now in true earnest when they are halted by the voice of the very angry King.

King Vegeta "What madness is this? Explain yourselves!"

With a bit of whine in his voice the Prince said.

Prince Vegeta "Father this feral had the gall to challenge me to a spar and then hold back her power to make me look the fool!"

A Guarda's naive voice enters the conversation.

Guarda "It's a spar you're not supposed go all out at the very beginning."

She is ignored.

King Vegeta "Son how many times have I told you that you can't let your rage and pride be the dictator of a battle if your too angry to see straight you certainly be no match for anybody that can see."

In a very forced voice the Prince replies.

Prince Vegeta "Yes father."

King Vegeta "Besides this was no ordinary opponent. If you had not be so focused on yourself you would have noticed that fact."

With confusion in his voice the Prince said back.

Prince Vegeta "Father?"

King Vegeta "This is Guarda the chosen successor of Veler the Guardian of Sadla and the strongest saiyan on our former home world. You didn't even think to ask her of her origins did you? You just made an assumption about her origins and then continued with that premise regardless of the facts on display."

The Prince try to make his case but coming up with nothing.

Prince Vegeta "I…"

The King voice changing from anger to a far more sympathetic tone.

King Vegeta "You need to think before you act rash decisions and not thinking things though are partial responsible for why the entirety of our race is now packed into this ship. I know you are young and full of pride but you need to start to think like a leader not like a child. It won't be many more cycles till you become an adult. Guarda!"

She had been following the conversation up to this point and thought herself not apart of it.

Gaurda "Yes."

King Vegeta "I would like to give you my sympathies on the passing of your adopted kin."

With pure confusion she said back to him.

Gaurda "Thanks?"

King Vegeta "I can say I personal knew him but what I did see of him was encouraging. He was a man of quite obvious skill and honor. He managed to be what few of us seem capable of being a warrior of strength, honor and of peace. I regret not being able to talking him into coming with us for we badly need his guidance."

Gaurda "I tried to convince him myself but he believed that he had fail us and that he deserved to die with the planet…"

While trying to speak Gaurda is overcome by tears at the words coming out of her mouth and the King's kind words bouncing around in her head. It was different than the punch that had hit her or any physical pain she had known.

It hurt that Veler wasn't around anymore. In the sky palace Veler had tried to explain to her concept that he would not be around forever that there was some sort of invisible enemy known as death that would come and claim him. But it never really made sense to her, Veler exists how he could stop existing.

That would mean maybe mean she would never get to see him again. So she waived it away every time he spoke such nonsense. Of course Veler will be around forever he is the strongest no Mr. Death man will be able to take him away.

Even when he put her on the ship it just made sense to her that he was going to appear at any moment but he want. She couldn't smell him and he wasn't hiding. He was gone. At first she was filled with sadness but then with anger. Not at anything specific just everything ever all at once. It wasn't fair no Veler at all forever.

How could things work like that that just at any moment anyone could just stop being. Veler had spoken of a world after this one but that was bullshit. She wanted Veler here and now not later. He was her father what kind of being would do that to her.

She didn't know who this Mister Death was but she was going to kill him she knew that for certain. She seemed to be crackling with energy the thoughts in her head were disappearing she felt like she was reaching some sort of energy barrier. But she could lose herself into this feeling of emptiness and golden light.

She was however, suddenly pull out of this power and feeling by the Prince who while she was distracted had walked over to her and pulled her tail. In an instant she felt all the power in her body leaving her.

Reality was coming back to her. The walls of the ship had been pushed and bent, she had possible done structural damage to this very rickety ship. She look over the to the king that had said such kind words to her. Now by her energy pushed to the ground and to a wall far down the hall from her. He was practically blue in the face.

He may have not been able to sense power but the fact that without even trying he had been tossed around by just the aura of her energy spoke volumes. As a small boy the king had seen Veler defeat a small army of Saiyans trying to start a conflict. He had beaten them with ease they had not even touch him.

This however, was different she had nearly done something that had not been a reality in what was getting on a thousand ages ago. A super saiyan it was a myth though. It was nearly a thousand years ago that the Saiyans of Sadla were a advance race of warriors with space travel and had become a player on the galactic scene.

The Saiyans of that time had found ways to extend their lives and fought for fun not for things but then the Legendary Super Saiyan appeared. Some claimed it the ancients failed science experiment others that it was tampering by the frost demons empire and others punishment by the gods for the beautiful utopia that had been created which threaten their power and god status.

The Legendary Super Saiyan in a day glassed the northern continent and destroyed every civilization of Sadla. No army could stop him a frost demon even died to it. Only stopped by Veler and the gods of the heavens who used a power a technique that he had never taught to anyone with the only possible exception being Guarda maybe.

If she had continued to power up the ship would have been destroyed without a doubt. They would have been ended by a grieving girl who had lost a father. Thank the gods for his son's quick thinking and that she hadn't trained herself out of that weakness.

Weakly she said.

Guarda "I am sorry."

She muttered out those words before she passed out.

The King blow out a sigh of relief. She hadn't meant to nearly kill them all she must have lost herself in some sort of rage that she had little to no control over. Her armored Saiyan gi was nearly ripped apart by the force of her power. Her hair that had been rising up and nearly changing color fell back to its normal position. It was still spike like most Saiyan but now seemingly drained almost falling from it position.

The damage to the ship was apparently equally done to herself. The King look at his son still holding her tail and found to his surprise that is son wasn't scared like he was but visible upset.

Prince Vegeta "Damn this girl if she wanted to blow up the ship she could at least wait until we are off it."

His son didn't seem afraid of her at all? How was it possible? It was like he dealing a mild nuisance not a world ending threat. His son was excited by this girl's power.

Prince Vegeta "I can't wait until she wakes up and shows me the full extent of that power."

With a mix of disbelief and fear said to him.

King Vegeta "That is not going to happen son."

Flabbergasted by what his father was saying.

Prince Vegeta "What?"

Now with far more authority and command.

King Vegeta "You heard me. The power is not to even attempt to be replicated or drawn out. We are going to collectively forget this happened."

In confusion and petulance the Prince asked.

Prince Vegeta "Why?"

King Vegeta "That was a dangerous power that nearly killed the entirety of our race. If she forgets we don't tell her and we don't bring up Veler up ever again."

The Prince a bit disheartened by his father's obtuseness bordering on cowardly words let go of her tail. The Prince pick her up and with his father's accompaniment carried the unconscious girl to the nearest med bay.

It was a few days later until she woke up and in typical Saiyan fashion asked the doctor.

Gaurda "Hey I am starving do you have something to eat."

After receiving a quite large meal even for Saiyan standards and a check up to confirm that she had indeed fully healed from her episode she received a visitor the Prince. With a pouty attitude he stepped into her observation room around when she was finishing changing into her armor. But for a brief second it almost seemed like his attitude melted away bit as he had stepped in when she was putting on her chest piece like there was something else on his mind. Whatever it was he quickly snapped out of it.

Prince Vegeta "My father seems to think your dangerous and doesn't want me to talk about whatever that was that you were doing. Why?"

She replied with a great deal of confusion.

Gaurda "I don't know. That moment is a blur I think a let my head hit the metal of the ship or something too hard because. It was like nothing was going through my mind at that moment. I didn't like it I was like become another person. Veler talked about like in harmony and emptying my mind. But this was far different it was I was at war at everything at once but yet I felt nothing. I wasn't real yet everything was very real. I was filled with rage yet I was empty. I don't understand it. I think I won't try that again."

The Prince with a mix of anger and confusion then said back.

Prince Vegeta "Why not?"

Gaurda "Because it felt wrong. Besides I don't even real know what caused it."

Prince Vegeta "Are you insane you don't want power because it feels wrong."

Gaurda "Yeah I don't want to feel like that again."

With resignation the Prince said.

Prince Vegeta "Well then you left me no choice."

Gaurda "What?"

With a smile on his face of devilish nature says.

Prince Vegeta "I don't even care if it kills me I must see you transform again."

Gaurda "That's not…"

Prince Vegeta "I don't even care about your gender or the fact that you are a feral. You are my new training partner. I must get stronger than you and find the secret to your power."

Now with a smile on her face says.

Gaurda "So you're saying you want to spar with me?"

The Prince nods.

Prince Vegeta "But of course."

Gaudra "Well alright then you're on."

The Prince scowls at her lack of seriousness of being challenged by royalty and taking it as though he had asked her if she wanted food. It was like she didn't take him as a threat. It was damn infuriating worse yet she was acting as though she had a say in the matter like she was his equal. None was his Prince felt an primal urge to prove that to her that he was strong.

Thoughts plagued the Prince's head. Why was it that her mere smell seemed to drive him crazy? The Prince had visited her multiple times before she had woken up but why? She was a feral without station. She was strong yes but their others that were strong that he didn't feel the need to be possessive over.

The Prince needed to exercise this demons that were creeping into his mind. Punching her seemed a great outlet for whatever this was. The two made their way to apart of the ship that was more open.

She continued to have a smug smile on her face the entire way over. The two started slowly in their fight the Prince was far more aware of his handicap in this fight. Like before it was the Prince that lost his cool and made the first move.

In a replay of their early match the Prince seemed incapable of landing any blows on her. But this time his defensive was about and she wasn't able to hit anything fit vital. It was far funnier to her to see him learn from at least one of his mistakes. But he was far too focused on offense and defense in the upper body region.

So the solution was quite simple. She easily kick his feet out from under him and he fell like a sack of bricks onto the hard metal floor.

In a look you could see the shear amount of fun she was having.

Gaurda "Are you okay Princy?"

She saw the Prince on the floor stemming angry having been humiliated yet again by her. Her hand went down to offer a hand to him to get up. But in her seeming need to gloat over him she had left herself completely undefended.

A swift kick to her right leg and she fell right on top of him. The Prince instantly regretted his decision as their faces smacked together. His nose may very well might now be broken. The just teenage prince eyes opened to the sight of the very irate Gaurda staring at him her face merely hovering less than a couple inches from his face.

The Prince could smell her breath and feel it on his face and neck. He could taste her in his mouth and he knew she could too. Their two faces were now blushing red and hers no longer in anger. She after seeing some strange look on his face push herself off him.

Guarda "That was cheap shot. Jerk!"

Flustered the Prince fired back.

Prince Vegeta "You're the one that started it!"

She tilled her head a little in disappointment but still quite upset.

Guarda "That was days ago and I was offering you a hand."

The Prince nearly spitting.

Prince Vegeta "No you were gloat over my humiliation."

The Prince picks himself up from the floor.

With a bit of sympathy in her voice as her anger had disappeared. Guarda had hurt his pride.

Guarda "I can do both you know."

A bit of rage in the Prince's voice.

Prince Vegeta "I don't need your sympathies!"

Guarda eyes rolled a bit at the ridiculous amount of anger that she felt from him. She sighed and said.

Guarda "I wonder when I realize acting nice will get me absolutely nowhere."

The Prince took a deep breath to calm himself then said.

Prince Vegeta "Now are we going to keep talking or are we going to spar."

Guarda with a cocky smile returned to her face said.

Guarda "I was wonder when you were going to ask Princy."

The two get back into their sparing positions.