(AN: Ok, I've been working on this for 3 years now, and finally, here it is! [cue fanfare] A few points. In this fic, Vegeta was married a long time ago, but his wife Caterinelle [A member of an alien race I invented, the Pantherlins are a catlike species whose ears, while in the same place as a human's, are pointy, and they are cat-like in their teeth, movements, and attitude.] was killed by Frieza [raise your hand if you're surprised. Watch the episodes with him, you won't be any more.], but she left Vegeta with their 1 year old daughter. This is her story. Enjoy, and please be nice and keep all flames constructive!)

Disclaimer: Watch any episode of Dragon Ball Z with Vegeta. Do you see a girl with pointy ears and cat-ike teeth? No? Proof I own nothing. When I do, I'll redo the series with her in it.

Dear Journal

Nappa gave me this book, and said this may come in handy in the future when I visit my future therapist (Should I be worried?), so here goes.

I am Maris. I'm ten years old, and I'm a half Saiyen half Pantherlin. My mother was the Princess of the Pantherlins, but they were destroyed, as was she. My father, who, thank the gods, is still alive, was prince of the Saiyen race, before their planet was destroyed. There are four purebloods left. I mean, three. I don't know, does that make me a princess, or maybe a dutchess? One sec... Oh. Daddy says it doesn't make me anything, I'm just a half-breed. I hate that term, half-breed. I may be two different species, but come on, that term is just offensive! Not that he cares. Daddy never does.

I guess this is as good a place as ever to go over my dad issues. To be perfectly honest, I love my dad with all my heart, but I sometimes think he deosn't even like me. My opinion is he's mad at me, because my mother was murdered, but I was allowed to live. He probably wishes Mom had lived, and I had died. He's never said it aloud, but he makes me feel that way sometimes. Hey, I said I had dad issues. But I still love Daddy, and I'm sure deep (DEEP) down, he loves me too. I hope.

Now that that's out of the way, on to what's going on now. One of the last Saiyens, a weak show-off named Rates, was killed by a Saiyen we only recently realized was alive (So, first there were three, then there were four, now there's three again. Crazy, right?), and he died but is coming back to life, so I don't count him as dead. We're gonna go get the magic, uh, whatever they were called, that can grant any wish (thus bringing that dead Saiyen back to life), and wish for immortality and eternal youth. I'm gonna wish to age normally until I turn 21, then stop. Call me crazy, but I don't want to be ten forever. Oops! Daddy's telling be to hurry up and get in my pod and go into hibernation, so I'd better wrap it up. It'll take a year to get to, uh, Earth, I think (?), but we'll probably get up and stretch our legs in 6 months, so I'll write then, maybe. Yikes, he looks mad! Gotta go!

(AN: Tada! What do you think? I know it's short, but more will come soon. Please review! The more you review, the faster I update.)