Eternal Light

A lone warrior prince stalks through the long, cold corridors of a spaceship. He moves sleekly, his muscles flexing underneath the blue spandex of his uniform. One destination is set deep in his mind; the Observatory, where his "master" is residing.
Even though his age is young and his stature small, the other warriors of Freeza know not to step into the prince's path. His powers and skills are rarely outmatched, and his arrogant pride can lead to fatal consequences for his rivals.
He steps into the Observatory, seeing Freeza in his hover chair, looking out into the dark vastness of space. Easily, the "master" senses the newcomer's presence. "You'll never know the great rapture that comes from holding an entire universe in the palm of your hand, Vegeta. Only the feeling of knowing you barely helped me in gaining this control will be in your grasp, little Saiyan."
Vegeta glowers at the back of Freeza's head, as thoughts of overthrowing and destroying Freeza race through his head. One day, I will destroy you, Freeza, and take my rightful place as supreme ruler. It is my destiny.
"I have a task for you, Vegeta." Freeza's hover chair rotates slowly, lowering to the ground, and facing the Saiyan Prince. "I want you to convince the people of Torinosu to follow under my reign. You know what to do if they refuse our offer, of course. With or without their allegiance, the planet is quite valuable."
"Yes, Freeza." Vegeta's voice murmurs out low, yet strongly. He looks intensely at the abomination in front of him, not giving him the satisfaction of bowing in obedience.
"Don't fail me, Vegeta. The Chourui will be powerful allies." Vegeta nods, barely, in agreement. "Now go. Leave immediately and keep us updated on the situation." Freeza turns back away from Vegeta with a deviant smile across his wicked face.
Vegeta turns and leaves the Observatory, haste in his step, as he moves towards the "Mess Hall" in order to assemble a small force to aide in his mission.
The doors of the Mess Hall slide open effortlessly as he steps in front of it, before entering the room. "Nappa. Raditz." His voice bellows out, causing two men to jump straight up into attention. "We have a mission. Gather the minimal neccessities and meet me in the pod room, now."
"But, Vegeta, we just sat down to eat. What's a few gulps of food gonna matter?" The giant, bald saiyan warrior steps toward Vegeta, almost double his size.
Vegeta growls low in his throat. "I refuse to sit by and watch you stuff your mouth when there is a mission to be done." His hands ball into fists by his sides, the anger flaring up inside him. "I'm not going to tell you again, Nappa. We are leaving, immediately."
"Yes, Vegeta." Nappa sighs just barely, in defeat. His stomach lets out its own growl.
Vegeta turns and exits the Mess Hall, moving further down the corridor. How dare Nappa even attempt to slack in his duties. His feet pound the floor as he walks, trying to regain composure over his anger.
One of Freeza's minions walk past Vegeta, brushing his shoulder just barely with his own arm.
With a quick, flawles motion, Vegeta focuses his energy into a small, explosive ball and lets it loose upon the alien. The incredible force of the blast sends the alien reeling down the corridor until he can no longer be seen.
An impish smirk curls up on Vegeta's lips, his inner self feeling satisfied now.
He continues on his way to the pod room, not moving out of anyone's way, and giving them the same treatment as he did the other alien if any did not move back from his path.
Moments later, the Prince walks into the pod room. He looks the space pods over. Each one cyclical with only one window to view outside. He moves over to one. Almost magically, the door of the pod opens to the floor, revealing inside a chair and a small computer console. Vegeta steps inside the pod, seating himself in the chair and waiting on his two allies to arrive.
Minutes pass by, and with each passing, Vegeta grew more and more angry and impatient. "If Nappa is still stuffing that fat..."
Before his sentence finishes muttering from his mouth, Nappa and Raditz walk into the pod room, both with legs of meat in their hands, their teeth ripping at the flesh.
"Its about time you two half-wits decided to join this mission." Vegeta scowls at them. "Now get in your pods." He leans back in his seat, the door to his pod automatically closing.
Raditz and Nappa both get into their pods, tossing the bones of their food aside on the floor.
As soon as all three are situated in their pods, a portal in the ship opens out into space and the pods are projected out into space at lightning speeds.
"Course heading, Prince Vegeta?" A female, electronic voice sounds out from within the pod.
"The planet Torinosu." Vegeta sat back further into his chair, closing his eyes, letting his body go into a deep sleep as they travel a year and a half to their destination.