Hello, welcome to my story. First of all, I know its a crossover, technically, but it will only be one character, this one Vegeta, living in Equestria, the rest will be based on MLP. I recently had this idea in the works, and now, now I want to write it out. I wanna see what you guys think so, glad you are here and hope you like it. Feel free to contact me if I have anything out of context or the like. Also, I won't have any mary sueness here, even though Vegeta is a badass. Hope you like it! Remember to review.

In a distant, holy place, stood five beings, of the most powerful and wise in the universe. They were discussing their latest project.

"We have all seen, that he becomes a better man, regardless of the upbringing." The North Kai said.

The one from the South grunted in agreement. "Even in the worst timeline, where he was mistreated and almost destroyed by Frieza, he was able to become a good, if a little brutal, warrior."

"Equestria has been a place of harmony and unity for centuries, and we all agree that, in the future, it will face war once again." West Kai stated.

The North Kai nodded, a small smile on his face. "And someone like Vegeta will be needed for that conflict yet to come."

"The creatures," The East Kai began, a smirk on her voice, "Closely resemble the horse species of the earth, but smaller in physique, yet they make it up by being united and strong, not to mention their prowess at handling magic."

Suddenly, the Supreme Kai, the most powerful of them, finally spoke, "Vegeta will present them the opportunity to learn that they need to fight back when they are invaded or cornered, something they rarely do. His saiyan side can show them."

All of the other Kais marveled as their superior spoke, something he rarely did in the meetings. Though he was very kind and wise, the Supreme Kai was still an enigma to them.

"I have observed these… ponies, for a long time." He smiled, "They value peace and prosperity the most, and place powerful magicians in high regard, but the most revered trait in their realm is…. friendship."

One of the Kais snorted. "We shall see if our dear little saiyan prince learns how to become a friend of them. It is a good thing he won't have memories or else he would kill them all."

North Kai chuckled. "If he is raised the right way, I am sure he will be a mighty warrior, but his saiyan side will always be there, not to mention his arrogance and cold behavior."

"Then," the Supreme Kai smiled, "Let us begin the incantation.."

And so, for an hour, the Kais chanted an ancient spell that had been used for thousands and thousands of years. When the spell was done, the Supreme Kai closed his eyes and smiled. The West Kai thought amusingly that a clap or a snip of fingers would have been more original.

"Is it done, sir?" The East Kai timidly, her voice quivering.

He nodded. "It is done. He will be born to a family that is mixed between soldiers and merchants, something he would like, I'm sure."

"It is settled then. The soul of Vegeta will be transferred to the body of one Caesar Ironhoof, in the town of Ponyville."

All the other Kais nodded. "Yes, sir."

It was at this time where Equestria's fate was sealed, and a whole new era began.

"Congratulations, ma'am, it's a colt." The nurse said kindly as she gave the baby to her mother.

Lily sighed. "He's gorgeous."

"Like you." Her husband, Thundercolt, replied with a smile.

"I wonder why he isn't crying." She stated with a frown. "Maybe he will be strong, like you."

Thundercolt rolled his eyes. "Just because I was a royal guard, that doesn't make me special, cutie pie."

"But you are brave and strong." She smirked. "Our son will have your strength and my magic abilities."

Her husband nodded. "I noticed the horn." He shook his head. "I am afraid you will get him to learn magic as soon as we leave the hospital."

"Not yet, but as soon as he can, I will start teaching him."

The colt was ecstatic. "I can't wait to hear him talk, or asks us for a toy."

"Calm down." Now it was his wife's turn to roll her eyes. "We'll do that when the time comes."

"Can't wait for that time to come already." Thundercolt was bouncing on his hooves. "My son shall be a great colt! Soon, he will ask about the charm for the mares." He winked.

Once again, Lily rolled her eyes. 'Colts.'

After a few minutes of comfortable silence, the doctor came in, "Congratulations, dear Lily."

"Thank you, doctor."

The doctor then frowned slightly. "Could I ask you a few questions?"

Thundercolt nodded, curiosity in his eyes, "Of course, what about?"

"Have you noticed strange phenomena during the pregnancy? Side effects to some of the herbs prescribed?"

"No." Lily shook her head. "Nothing out of the ordinary, why?"

"Just checking, routine." The doctor dismissed it warmly. "Now, are there any questions you would like to ask?"

The other colt in the room nodded. "Yes, why was my son born so serious?"

"Serious, you say?"

"Yes, he did not cry or made a sound when he was extracted from Lily's womb."

The doctor frowned, looking at the pegasus. "That is…. rare, if not shocking to hear. Are you sure that happened?"

"You can ask the nurse." Lily replied, smiling slightly. "My little Caesar will be a disciplined child."

Amused, Thundercolt looked at her. "Caesar?"

"Yes, Caesar Ironhoof." She stated proudly as she raised the little colt, who was sporting blue color with black on his fringe.

"That sounds good to me."

"Great, because I wasn't changing the name anyway."

On the other side of the room, the doctor chuckled at the young couple. "Well, I will put that incident you described about Caesar in my notes, and contact you if there is something important."

"Thank you."

Nodding, the doctor left. Thundercolt smirked. "So, my son will be disciplined? Soldier anypony?"

Lily sighed and rolled her eyes, this time dramatically. Her husband could be such a dork at times.

Seven years later.

Caesar Ironhood had made great, fast strides in terms of walking and playing with toys. However, his parents noticed his lack of smiles. He was always serious, as if thinking carefully, analyzing. One such incident involved the young colt staring intently at a toy he had disliked. The next thing they knew, the toy was shattering, and the colt sported a smirk on his face. Of course, his father's response was praise him, much to Lily's chagrin.

Thundercolt and Lily were not alarmed, but they were worried that their young son was not going to be very social. Family and friends who came to visit with their children constantly told them that Caesar would be playing with his toys, alone, refusing any young colt or mare's presence close to him. That's when things became alarming.

As soon as Caesar started speaking, they only heard the basic, magic words of his. "Food," "toys," "sleepy," "thanks." He rarely spoke, and he only did when truly needed. The things they did know he liked were martial arts and magic. He was almost always found doing some weird looking battle stance or glowing his horn to continue practicing the magic his mother was teaching him. Of course, he started talking a lot more to his parents after he reached the age of five.

The most shocking thing, however, was his constant appetite. His metabolism was off the charts, and their doctor could not come with a possible explanation. The only thing he said was the fact that young Caesar was going to be a very strong colt, a strong unicorn. His father, Thundercolt, had also started teaching him military self-defense techniques. Caesar was ecstatic, well, as ecstatic as he could get, which meant talking about or practicing it.

One of the funniest yet curious things about him was when dealing with strangers. He would grunt and refuse to speak. Ponies would think he wasn't able to. He would smirk and speak a sentence before shutting up and refusing to speak again. His parents thought that was as close as he could get to joking.

"Caesar!" Lily called. "Come here, sweetie!"

She heard a grunt, eliciting a laugh from Thundercolt, who was just returning from work.

"Yes?" Caesar replied as he descended the stairs. "Is there something I can do for you, mother?"

The formal language that their son used always made them frown somewhat. But, since he always spoke to them, it was positive to a certain extent. Any other pony would be lucky enough to get a grunt from the young colt.

"Son." Thundercolt smiled. "You will start school next week."

Caesar scowled. "Why would I need formal education? You are training and teaching me how to read."

"Because it's where you learn, sweetie." Lily replied with an amused smiled. Were there any fillies who liked to go to school?

"Hn."

"And you will make friends." His father smiled warmly. "You can also get into contact with the mares, you know…"

Lily shrieked. "He is seven, you buffoon!"

"Oh, I was just encouraging the lad…"

Caesar fought the urge to smile. "Fine, I will go to school." He then smirked slightly. "On the sole condition that my training continues, yes?"

"Of course, son." His father replied. "Anything for our champ."

Nodding, Caesar spoke, "Is there anything else you need from me?"

"You want to come to your uncle's house?"

Not even a second later, Caesar vanished. Thundercolt laughed, "I agree whole heartily with him, no one can stand that colt."

"Oh shush." Lily scowled playfully. "I promised to see Rarity to continue with her magic education."

"Work will be very busy in the coming weeks." Thundercolt frowned. "Who will take care of Caesar?"

"Well, my brother…"

Her husband chuckled. "There is no way Caesar will spend time there. He will rather be lost somewhere, trust me."

Lily thought carefully, chewing on her lower lip. "What about Granny Smith? She is a lovely lady."

"Her grandchildren are well behaved and hardworking, just like our Caesar." Thundercolt nodded. "I agree."

"I will talk to her today, see if she is able to. We can pay, money is no issue as of now."

Young Caesar frowned as he saw the farm. "Is there a good reason as to why I will have to stay... here?" He sniffed.

"We told you, our jobs, cutie pie." His mother replied. "We will be very busy in the coming weeks, but we will be visiting you as much as we can."

"And how long will this be, mother?"

"About two weeks." She smiled. "I know you will miss me."

Caesar scoffed. "Where are my books and supplies?"

"You talk as if you are going to live by yourself." She chuckled. "Most of your books are already here. Granny Smith was kind enough to let you stay in a good room, so behave and do not cause trouble, okay?"

"Hn."

"Good, now please say hello to the family while I talk to Granny Smith."

Caesar rolled his eyes and walked towards the decadent house. The stench that came out was awful, and the young colt growled. "Such a dump."

"Mah house ain' a dump!"

Turning around, he saw a young mare, possibly his age, orange with a light yellow fringe. She was wearing a worn off hat, much to his chagrin.

"Hn."

"Whor' ya?"

The young colt became annoyed with her accent. 'Peasants.'

"I asked ya a question!"

Growling, he stated, "Caesar."

Then, the young mare smiled. "Mah name is Applejack, nice meetin' ya!"

He scoffed. "Of course."

Applejack frowned. "You have a bad attitude."

"And you smell bad."

Finally, the orange mare growled. "Watch ya tongue!"

Caesar smirked. "Or else what?"

Crack!

The young colt's eyes widened. His hoof hurt. As soon as his vision turned straight, he saw Applejack looking at him with a scowl. That rascal…

"That'll teach ya to have some respect."

He refused to show pain, even though it hurt a lot. There was one thing he hated to show, and that was weakness. He was strong, only his parents were able to see through him, but no one else would.

"You…" Caesar growled. "When I'm done with you, I will-"

"I see you've met." Lily smiled. "Isn't she so pretty?" The mare went on to tickle Applejack, making her laugh.

Seeing this, Caesar growled, his possessive side showing. Lily smirked knowingly.

"As for you, my sweetie." She went on to hug him, "I will be here with your father next week to see you off to school."

"Hn." He blushed when he saw Applejack looking.

"I know you love these hugs, you can't fool me, Caesar."

The colt rolled his eyes but melted into the hug, taking in his mother's scent. "Hn."

"Be a good colt and behave, alright?" She looked sternly at him. "I do not want to hear ill of you."

"Yes, mother."

And with that, she gave him one last hug before leaving.

"I like yar mom." Applejack stated with a smile. "She's ah good mare."

"Hn."

"You ain' much of a talker, huh?"

He just looked at her, a small scowl on his face.

"Lemme show ya your room."

At school, Caesar was an outcast. He was constantly alone unless he was strictly ordered to be social with other ponies. That meant standing up, just observing his fellow classmates with a fierce, annoyed scowl. The only other pony he talked to was Applejack, and that was mostly because of arguments that settled with a yell from Applejack or a growl from Caesar.

Some older colts tried bullying Caesar, but he never paid attention to them. Once they tried to get physical, he counter attacked with the techniques his father taught him or the ones he found on the books they bought for him. It was amusing how, after dealing with two of those colts, they stopped even looking at him. They could not ambush him, since he was always in the open. His father always lectured him about it.

He did not care if other colts or mares were being bullied, it was not his business. Only his family mattered. However, that did not explain the fact that he was bothered when Applejack was harassed for being poor. He lived with them and knew they were not poor, just plain middle class. They were also humble, a virtue he neither liked nor disliked but one that his parents praised, so it was positive to him.

In one of these incidents he had to resort to violence to end it for good. One of the perpetrators was a colt he had beaten before.

"I would suggest you stop this at once." Caesar stated with a calculating look. "Your acts surprise me. There is no lower life than one who takes on weaker opponents simply because he can't take on better ones." He scoffed. "You are a shame to us all."

The other colt growled."What did you just say?"

"The truth." Caesar shrugged. "You are the poorest example of an earth pony, using your strength on ponies younger than you because you are simply a loser who most likely suffers from problems at home, perhaps?" The colt smirked. "Is mommy not cuddling too much with you?"

Now, Applejack knew Caesar was smart, but he was also using things he should not. He was being plain cruel now. Of course, she stopped from speaking, as she knew this colt deserved it. He had been harassing her for weeks now. It was simply outstanding and surprising seeing Caesar stand up for her. They were talking a bit more now, thanks to being constantly together at home.

The other pony growled and charged, only to get kicked in the face, landing roughly against the wall, where Caesar had already put his hoof on the colt's neck. "I would suggest you to stop harassing our fellow students before something bad happens, am I clear?"

The colt nodded.

"If I see you harassing Applejack again, I will personally see to it that you never walk properly for a while."

Gulping with glassy eyes, the bigger colt left the scene rapidly.

Applejack smiled, "Thank you, Caesar."

"Hn."

Before she could say anything else, he was already walking towards the classroom.

She shook her head and walked towards him. This time, he did not growl or made a sarcastic comment to keep her away. Caesar was an enigma, one she would like to put together. Of course, she also wanted a friend, and she knew he liked her honesty, as he had implied to it before, but she knew he wasn't one to praise others. Nightmare Moon would come back first rather than Caesar praising someone else.

"I heard ya saved mah sister from that rascal."

"Hn."

"Thank yah for that, Caesar."

The young colt nodded at Big McIntosh. Caesar had deep respect for the hard working colt, who was not much older than him and Applejack. Although he was quiet, he was smart and respected his privacy, something Caesar liked. If there was one thing he hated, was that his privacy was being suppressed. And that was not tolerated in the slightest.

Walking to his room, he saw Applejack giggling about something. Frowning, he walked towards her.

"Hey Caesar!" She greeted with a huge smile.

"Hn."

"Do ya wan' tah play?"

"What is it?"

"'s a game, silly!"

"I know it's a game." He growled. "I was asking about its content, its purpose."

She giggled. "Of cours'." Applejack proceeded to explain. "'s called Truth or Dare."

He nodded, and looked at her, as if waiting for her explanation.

"Yah have to say the truth or face a challenge."

Challenge… He smirked, never to back down from such thing. "I am interested in this… game."

"Great, let's do it!"

I have tried to stay as much in character as possible. The first few chapters will deal with Vegeta/Caesar's childhood. His saiyan side has him consider some close people his pack, so his parents and Applejack are part of it, so he becomes overprotective of them instantly.

Also, his saiyan powers, like ki attacks and the like will be here but much later. As you saw, his metabolism is still there. One thing is certain, though, he is no mary sue. You saw how he can be hurt easily by someone like Applejack and the fact that later on, you will find that magic can seriously hurt him.

Lastly, I will put up a poll for pairings later on. I am not sure if it will be a small harem or just focused on one of the mares. It's up to you, people.

And again, I will consider it a crossover once Vegeta displays powers similar to it or another character comes from his realm/universe.

Use the review section to tell me which pairings you would like, maybe some ideas or just your opinion. Thanks for reading!