Notes: Yes, this is an Alternate Universe. If you do not care for them, please use the "back" button now. No, this isn't a "Vegeta has Bulma as his slave, they hate each other at first, wacky hijinks ensue" work, either. I do not own Dragon Ball Z, nor do I own anything related to DBZ. My checkbook attests to that quite nicely.
This is my first attempt at a DBZ fic, and my first attempt at a chaptered story. I really should not take on so much at once. Ah well, on with it!
In addition, cleave is a funny English word. It means both to split apart, and to come together.
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What is this child? His hair lies flat, and has an odd color.
Stumbling out into the path before him, the Saiyan male began to run from his just born child.
Did my mate cheat? Impossible! However, I shall kill her just the same. This…brat is not even worth the air it breathes. Killing them both would be a service to my people.
As he turned back to take care of the "problem," a wail pierced his ears from a nearby hut.
"What is wrong with my child, woman? Why does her hair look like that? And her power level barely indicates that she is stronger than this table!"
Huh. That was my commanding officer talking. His child is like mine. What is wrong? I will permit my mate and the brat to live until this is resolved.
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The problem children were appearing at an alarming rate. Finally, one of the few intelligent Saiyans came up with the solution: Every male that had fought on the planet Jorage had come back to produce a problem child. Something on that planet must have been harmful to Saiyan reproduction, thereby generating these "mistakes."
A counsel was held, and it was determined that this "false Saiyans," as they had come to be called, would be sent to live on a remote part of the planet, and that no true Saiyan shall have contact with them. It was presumed that the false Saiyans, due to their weak ki levels, would die within days, ending their presence.
However, the weak ki levels hid a more prominent feature inherent to most of these false Saiyans: a brilliant mind. Working together, the false Saiyans flourished on their island, and maintained a sizable population for years. Over time, the false Saiyans began abandoning their Saiyan heritage, and embracing their new paths, creating rather than destroying. They took names that differed from traditional Saiyan names, and remained isolated for years, with the common Saiyan populace not even knowing of their existence.
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Many years later:
"Have you heard? Prince Vegeta is marrying a false Saiyan!"