Disclaimer: I don't own Dragon Ball Z or any of it's affiliates. However I do own my OC's and the plot of this story
Vegeta watched as his rival, Kakarot flashed into his super saiyan state and put King Cold into a headlock the two monstrous power levels shake the entire earth, without emotion. He'd watched as he snapped Cold's neck with only mild surprise.
He'd watched as the extremely weak earthling proposed to Bulma, with a slightly amused expression. But when the woman actually said yes he was caught off-guard and dumbstruck!
Here's what happened: The weakling known as Yamcha took to one knee in front of the earth woman. He produced a small black box and held it up in front of her. As if on cue the room, which just seconds earlier had been joyfully celebrating Kakarot's return, turned silent. Bulma. He began. We've known each other a long time and. He paused uncomfortably. And well, I think it's time we tied the knot. He grinned sheepishly. Bulma, will you marry me? He asked earning a collection of awes and oos from all of Kakarot's friends and family. And making Vegeta's temple throb. Vegeta, however annoyed, smirked at the events that he thought would happen-the woman 'letting him down gently' also known as crushing his dreams. Instead she said: Oh yes Yamcha of course I will! Vegeta's eyes widened at this moment. She was marrying that guy? Unbelievable.
But now watching the woman walk up the isle in an uncomfortable 'Monkey suit' pun NOT intended, he realized that this was real! that this was actually happening and not a nightmare!
He huffed in frustration as the priest launched into at least the forty-third line speaking some nonsense. Perhaps it wasn't nonsense but Vegeta didn't care-he just wanted this accursed ceremony to end! Eventually he shouted: You may kiss the bride! And the two kissed.
Vegeta didn't know why but suddenly he felt...Hollow inside. He felt almost sad. He immediately shook it off. He was the saiyan prince he did not get 'sad', he just got more angry at things like that accursed DVR device! He swore that he'd one day learn how to program the infernal thing. But for now he felt sad and hollow inside.
Several days after the wedding.
It was a cold stormy day that Vegeta would never forget. It was the day he was kicked out of his home.
Yamcha stood over him confidently despite the fact that he could still kill him. Vegeta's eyes narrowed. What makes you think I'll leave here willingly? He asked.
Suddenly he felt Kakarot's energy behind him and heard the tell-tail ZIP of his new 'instant transmission' technique. But most of all he felt his hand gentle but firm on his shoulder.
Vegeta. He said in a threatening tone. Vegeta pulled his hand off. Fine, whatever Kakarot. He grunts. He turns toward the door and pushes the clown out of his way. He was far enough away from the house to take off when...
FLASHBACK
Vegeta wait. The woman called out to him. He turned and saw her running in the rain after him holding something in her hand. When she caught up to him she stuck the capsule into his hands. It's a year's worth of food, a new set of armor, and a gravity chamber. I... I just don't feel right about leaving you like this.
Vegeta excepted the capsule and looked at it in disdain. "Excepting help from a mere human." "Not even worth my time." He'd thought.
"Thank you." He muttered under his breath before taking off into the sky at lightning speeds.
END FLASHBACK
It had been 6 months since then and Vegeta was training under 1450 times Earth's gravity remembering everything that had happened and grimacing. He would never again listen to Kakarot, just as soon as he ascended into the super saiyan he was destined to become!
Suddenly his stomach rumbled-an unusual occurrence he normally went at least 72 hours without food! He checked the clock on the other side of the capsule house and realized it HAD been 72 hours! Sighing the saiyan prince shut down the gravity and walked out of the room, he wasn't even tired! He realized.
He opened up the fridge but found nothing. "Hmph so that was why the blasted thing stopped restocking itself." He muttered under his breath.
He then slammed the door shut and muttered: "I guess i'll just have too go find some food then." He frowned he hadn't had any contact with another creature in 6 months, so it might be a little hard for him not to 'cause trouble', as Kakarot had put it.
He stepped into the light and realized that it was morning. He stretched his senses out looking for life that wasn't animal. And he found it.
Several miles west was a small town of, he stretched his senses further, about 500 more or less.
Vegeta began to concentrate on one of the energies and he put two fingers on the top of his head. He recalled how his rival had explained it when he first demonstrated it: "Concentrate on a person not a place". "ZIIP!" And he was gone.
Now it was his turn to attempt it. Vegeta focused intensely on the energy signal willing himself to go there.
After about fifteen minutes or so he finally gave up. "Forget it!" "I'll fly there myself!" He shouted and took off into the air moving at intense speeds.
Madeline Red, a woman in her late thirties with blonde hair done up in a stereotypical bun, had served one of her regulars- A man in his early forties named Amos, he was a balding, short man, with rimmed glasses and a nice heart- When a newcomer walked into the Red, White, and Blue 24 hour diner.
He had a large widows peak, angry, fierce eyes, and wore some kind of armor and a jumpsuit.
He sat down in a booth and picked up a menu.
After a few minutes he put down the menu and looked ready to order and she walked over. "Hi, there you ready to order?" She asked in a kind sweet voice.
Vegeta looked at the woman disdainfully. "What do you think woman?" He asked in his typical arrogant manner.
"I would like several plates of bacon a cheese omelets, three hash browns, a plate of regular bacon, and a stack of your world famous flapjacks." "I expect them to be nothing less than perfect."
The woman looked dumbstruck for a moment, but quickly regained her composure. "Of course sir." Anything to drink? She asked again.
After a moment he said: "Coffee, as black as the hair on my head."
Vegeta then began to stare out his window, quietly thinking about how long his food would take when he saw a group of five unruly-looking men and one equally unruly woman coming toward the diner. He decided that he would pay them no mind- as long as they didn't interfere with his meal.
Within moments they were inside the diner. They all grinned at each-other momentarily before pulling out a various assortment of weapons-mainly guns- and aimed them at the clerk, waitress and a young boy about the age of six.
The biggest of the males- An ugly kid with nose rings and a bright red punk Mohawk- stepped up. "Alright people listen up." He said grabbing the child roughly. He aimed a pistol at the boy's head when he cried out: "Hey, stop it!"
"This is a hold up." He grinned wider. "Because the owner of this restaurant." He nodded to the girl and she walked over and put a knife to the owner's throat. "Didn't pay Mr. Keystone." He continued.
The waitress screamed: "My baby!" "You leave my daughter alone you monsters!"
Vegeta took another look at the boy and realized that he was girl with her hair tucked into a sports cap of some sort!
The woman was pushed to the ground by the weakest of the group-the one holding a shotgun in a leather jacket- and she cried out in pain.
"Mommy!" The girl screamed trying to break the man's grip.
She began to wail, and the group all laughed meanly. The woman too, began to sob.
All the while Vegeta's temple began to throb. The laughter, and wails, and sobs only increased. He began to grind his teeth-his food was being held up by this!
Finally the prince stood up glaring daggers at the group of teenagers.
"Leave." "Now." Vegeta threatened.
"Sitdown pops." One of them- A kid with bright green hair in a mullet wielding a Uzi- Said aiming the gun at Vegeta's head.
"What did you call me"? He asks calmly.
The teen grins even wider. "P-O-P-S." "Pops." He said.
"A word of advice that you wont get to use." "Treat me with the utmost respect." Vegeta says darkly.
Then he leaps into action and grabs the kid's gun and ripping it out of his hand. He tossed the gun to the ground and smirked before sucker punching the kid so hard that he flies through the window shattering it and covering him in glass.
One, the leather jacket kid, immediately shot him with the gun. He brushes his armor off and smirks. "Your either the smartest person i'v ever met or the stupidest." The kid's eyes widened and he took a step back tripping over his buddy. "Whoa!" They each said in unison falling over.
Vegeta loomed over them and stuck a hand out. "Sayonara." He said before a ball of ki swallowed them up instantly killing both. Not a drop of blood was spilled.
He raced over to the woman at the counter and grabbed the back of her head. "This might hurt a bit." He grinned darkly before slamming her head on the counter repeatedly. "AH, AH AH!" She screamed as blood spurted from a gash on her forehead. He then threw her into a wall where a loud CRACK! Could be heard. She then lied motionless.
He then turned to the final kid, and the teen's eyes widened in fear. Vegeta put two fingers up. "Now you have one of two options." He put a finger down as he said this. "One you could drop the child and leave to warn Mr. Keystone". His grin turned dark. "Or two you could shoot the child and be killed where you stand."
The teen immediately dropped the girl and ran leaping over the shattered glass window, Vegeta heard his once friend call out: "H...Help...Please!" He begged.
"Tell your boss that he wont be getting anymore money from here this place is under my protection!" He called after him.
After the teen was far enough away he turned to the child- who thankfully had been sobbing too hard to see anything- and said: "Return to your mother or else she wont get me my food." The girl nodded and said: Thanks for saving me mister"!
"Save is kind-of subjective here". Vegeta thought silently. "More like helped you for my benefit." Aloud he said: NOW WILL SOMEONE GET ME MY FOOD!
The waitress stood up and hugged her daughter tightly sobbing into her short hair for a moment. So instead the clerk came out with his several plates and put it on his table.
Vegeta sat down and began to eat. Almost immediately he was surrounded on all sides by people and being bombarded with questions: Are you a hero? How'd ya do that? Why'd you help us? Then he heard a question that caught his interest; Are you gonna make the rest of them go away?
He held a hand up, some backed away wisely expecting a blast of energy. He swallowed his food and turned to them. "Who asked me if I was going to get rid of them?" He asked impatiently. A small head parted through the crowd. He recognized it immediately; The girl.
"I did!" She piped excitedly and sat down across from him. "What's your name, girl?" He asked. "My name is Videl, Videl Red. She beamed at him. "What's yours?"
"Vegeta, but that's unimportant. He answered immediately expecting the return question. "What is important however, is the answer to your question:" "Not unless they bother this place again." He said as he stood up dabbing his mouth with a napkin. His food was completely gone!
"I'll see you all the next time i'm hungry." He said as he walked out the door. "Oh"-He paused-"By the way, since I am now your ONLY protection against them-he gestured to the girl's corpse-"All my meals are now free for at least three years."
And with that he took off into the sky
Author's note: And so the first saga begins. I really hope to do this story in tandem with ROFEA (Rise Of Fire Empress Azula) so you may notice some similarities between the two stories. Also vote on whether this will be a Vegeta/18 or a Vegeta/Zangya fic in the reviews. Whatever you decide will decide the stories fate in the future, choose wisely. Ends when we reach the androids saga which is still a ways away. Until next time true readers!