In a far a galaxy far away, a kingdom was in turmoil. The Moon eldest princess was taken from her family to become a rival's kingdom bride. They promised peace if she left willing it, but the Saiyan's were not a race to be trusted….

She watched as the ship departed her home planet. In the corner of her eye she saw a flash, she gasped in disbelief as the ship rocked from the explosion.

"Why! Why!" she cried, she had done what the Saiyan's asked of her. They promised her if she left willingly they would spare her planet. She fell to her knees, weeping. "My mother, my sister, everyone..." She clenched her fist and stood up, and lunged at the guard. "I will kill you" she screamed. "All of you!" The doctor onboard rushed in to sedate her. She fell into the guards arms, fast asleep from the shot the doctor administered.

"Feisty one isn't she" the guard said, as he laid her down on a chair.

"Very" replied the doctor as he checked her vitals. "This should keep her out until we arrive at planet Vegeta. But, page me if she does wake up."

"Ha, I think I could handle her, what could such a small thing do."

"You have not run into one of her kind before have you?" the doctor shook his head "Just do me a favor, and call me."

When she came to she was in a lush room, she rushed to the door. "Locked" she muttered "Of course." She sat down on the bed. No sooner than she did the door opened.

"Ah, Princess Celeste I see you have awaken" in the door way stood King Vegeta.

"Hmph, I thought we had an arrangement, King Vegeta"

"I do apologize for that, some outside interference I'm afraid" he bowed his head to her. "I wanted you to meet your betrothed. He ushered in the young prince. "Vegeta, greet your bride to be."

"........" Vegeta stared coldly at her.

Celeste turned her back on the King and his son. "Get out" she demanded.

"I see the Princess needs some time to let all this sink in, we will take our leave." King Vegeta ushered his son out.

Celeste threw herself down on the bed, weeping. This isn't going to help me, she thought. She wiped the tears going down her cheeks. She sat up on her bed and started to think about what the best course of action would be.

In another part of the building a warrior named Bardock was being taken to intensive care. He had suffered extensive injury from his team's last mission. His fellow teammate watched as the medical staff loaded him into healing chamber.

"How long before he will be fully healed"? asked Toma, his teammate.

"With the injuries he sustained? He will be out for the rest of the day." replied the Doctor.

"Damn, we already have another mission. If he wakes up let him know, it should be pretty easy being a low grade planet and all."

The Doctor nodded and Toma dashed out of the room.