Author's note: This is going to be a relatively light-hearted and parody-like story, written in mid-2013. Also, I never watched more than five episodes of GT, and as such will be unlikely to be mentioned. Given it's parody-like nature some, or many, of the character's personalities will be different from the show or the manga. Don't worry, the prologue will probably be the most serious part of the story. Enjoy!
Prologue
Vegeta sighed as he closed the glass dome above him. His friends, that is, the ones who were still with him, were all outside.
"Dad… are you sure you want to do this?"
"Yep, I've been thinking about for a long time… I'm a changed man now, and you guys can protect the Earth without me by now… and after your Mother died… well, you and Bra can take care of yourselves. I don't have any reason not to try it out."
"But Dad, consider the implications! You'd be rewriting all of existence, everything we know…"
"Heh, when the other version of you came from the future he changed a lot, but said that nothing changed when he went back home. Don't worry, nothing will change for you guys… I just need to see if it can work. Otherwise I'll just be bored for the rest of my retirement."
"But… bringing back the Saiyans?" Trunks asked with uncertainty. "From what I've heard you, Nappa and that other guy, uh, what was his name…"
"Radish." Goku guessed. " Or was it just Rad…"
"He was your brother, and he was named Raditz if you must know." Vegeta smiled. "Heh, I'll be seeing him again likely… Hey Kakarot do you want me to mess with your childhood? Bring you home to Planet Vegeta, meet your family?"
"Nah, I prefer life how I lived it." The smiling Saiyan said.
"But Dad, the Saiyans were…. Well, monsters. You said that they were genociding other planets even before Freeza took control of them."
"And I'm going to change that. Alright. Bra, are you sure you don't want to come? I'll make you Princess of the Saiyans."
"I'm already the Princess of all Saiyans."
"Good girl, you sure you won't come?"
"I'm sure, bon voyage Dad."
With that Vegeta nodded, following the pattern Bulma had set for him a few years ago, when he first had the idea after she finished the Time Machine. He was already well into his 'retirement' if you could call it that. But a warrior never truly rested. He was contented training during the day at a relaxed pace, and being able to stay with Bulma all night.
It was an inevitability they were both aware of for a long time, as was Goku and Chi Chi, that Saiyans lived longer and aged slower. Vegeta was out of his prime sure, but besides graying hair and taking more effort to get to the same power levels as he used to, he was fine. Bulma on the other hand was an ordinary human, a genius, but a human. She passed few months before.
And with that Vegeta decided that his life in this world was over. He had acted as one of the guardians of Earth for a long time, and was deserving of a retirement doing whatever he wanted.
And if he wanted to go back in time and conquer the universe, who had the right to stop him?
"Alright then everybody, it was an honor working with you all, except you Yamcha, if things don't turn out, I'll come back and buy an island or something. Bye!" And so he pushed the ignition button, sending the capsule flying into the sky, taking one last look at the rather large group of people he had come to trust, and once he was high enough above, the planet he had grown to defend. The planet where he settled down. Soon he would be seeing red skies again, metal sky-scrapers, and angry, crazy, monstrous killers everywhere.
Back home.
Vegeta waited for the ship to get to full speed, and smiled to see Jupiter pass by in flash. And took the chance to scream profanities into space as he passed Uranus. In less than two minutes he had already left the solar system.
It would be a few hours before he reached the wreckage of planet Vegeta. So he spent time going over his plan, he had written it down a few years ago, hoping to bring Trunks, Bulma, and Bra there to rule over Saiyan kind, be he had found the Dragon Balls couldn't bring people back to life if they've been dead over a year, and discarded the note. But when Bulma decided her retirement program was going to be the Time Capsule, he had begun thinking about it again. He grinned to himself. Wait until his Dad saw him now, a Super Saiyan! Beyond that, he was an ascended Super Saiyan!
-a few hours later-
Vegeta smiled down at the wreckage of Planet Vegeta. He had fond memories of this place. He remembered playing with Tarble in the gardens… until his Dad banished him for being weak. Having cheerful feasts with his family… except when his Father humiliated himself before Freeza or Bills. Fighting Saibamen, making fun of Nappa, hearing that the planet had been blown up….
"I had a really crappy childhood." Vegeta said out loud. Well, he was going to change that!
He checked his list one last time. "Step 1, make contact with my Dad the day before, step 2, make sure he doesn't try to kill Paragus and Broly, step 3, make sure Kakarot's mission isn't messed with, step 4, kill the heck out of Freeza before he kills my Father, step 5 conquer universe. That covers just about everything." Vegeta nodded and pressed the tiny yellow button that would send him to the exact moment he had specified. His father wouldn't try to kill Broly, and Freeza wouldn't be ready for him until after Bardock returns.
It was perfect. A plan that couldn't possibly fail.
The Time Capsule glowed impossibly bright for a second before fading out of existence with a whooshing sound.
-Planet Vegeta, seventy-something years in the past-
"What?! The Planet Tazba hasn't been occupied yet?!" The King growled.
"No Sire, the resistance there is more than what we ever expected, we expect it will take three more days."
"Three days?!"
"Y-yes sire."
"Have you forgotten I've promised Lord Freeza that we would have the planet ready by tomorrow?!"
"N-no sire. But it will be a full moon in three days there."
"Get out of my sight." The King said, beginning to get up from his throne.
"Sire?" The Saiyan messenger began.
"You heard me." He threw his hand forward as a giant purple beam fired off from his hand, incinerating the messenger and scattering his ashes down the hall, where it would be collected by a janitor to be given an dishonorable burial under the crime of 'peeving the King'.
"Heheheh, you're such a brute Vegeta." The Saiyans in the room turned toward the source of the new voice, their King's face beginning to show fear. "I really didn't care about two more days." He gave a sadistic grin. "Oh well. Too late."
The small, horned figure walked casually toward King Vegeta, his tail swishing back and forth behind him. He gave another tiny grin. He gave a look at the King's treasured throne. Above it the trident symbol of the Saiyan race. Covering it a radical flame design. "Mind if I have a seat?"
The King frowned at this petty act of humiliation. Freeza didn't wait for an answer and simply sat down. Moving slightly until he was comfortable. "Ah, yes, that hits the spot. Very comfy Vegeta."
The Napoleonic Lord turned casually toward the King, making sure the Saiyan attendants could hear him. "Are we still in agreement about your son?"
The King winced. "Yes. You can… have him."
"What the heck Dad?!"
Freeza and the King both looked questioningly at the strange spaceship that seemed to have pulled into existence next to them. The Saiyan attendants rushed forward to protect their King, but with an outstretched arm the King stopped them. "I'm sure I and Lord Freeza can handle whatever this is."
"Yes, I will make the pilot of this vehicle know the consequences of appearing before Lord Freeza uninvited."
The top of the capsule opened slowly and a man with graying spiky hair, hair familiar to King Vegeta, in strange clothes lifted himself out and landed next to him. His legs quivered slightly as he landed. "Whoah, heh, I wasn't ready for that, that's right. Home had almost ten times Earth's gravity."
"Who the heck are you?" Freeza asked, beginning to lose his patience.
"The name is Vegeta. You killed my Father. Prepare to die."
"Vegeta?" Freeza asked, turning toward King Vegeta. "Is this gentleman related to you in any way?"
"I… I don't know. He looks like he could."
"Hey, Freeza."
"That's Lord Freeza to you you Saiyan trash, why have you come before me unannounced? Oh yes, your Father. I've killed a lot of people. Could you jog my memory?"
"Well you actually haven't yet."
Freeza blinked.
"It's complicated, I'm from the future."
King Vegeta blinked. He turned to a nearby Saiyan guard. "Bring him into the yard and remove his head, I'll deal with his corpse later, I have things to discuss with Lord Freeza."
The Saiyan nodded and moved toward (our) Vegeta , only to wince as he was knocked into the nearest wall. "Sorry, but that's not happening right now. Freeza, if you could hold still a moment."
Freeza smirked until he realized the time traveler wasn't in front of him anymore. "where did he-" Vegeta grabbed both of Freeza's arms, forcing them behind him. He crushed his tail with his foot and forced him slightly into the ground. "You dare strike me?! Me?!" Freeza tried to break free, but Vegeta's grip was too strong.
"Yep, did it before, gonna do it again." With that he moved his foot down with extreme speed, crudely chopping Freeza's tail off.
The Saiyan King couldn't believe what was happening. This strange man was holding Freeza in place. He was dumbstruck. Freeza, dictator of the universe, capable of blowing up worlds with his finger. Said to have a power level of over a million to King Vegeta's ten thousand.
And he was being held down by an old man.
"If you're done staring help me you blasted Monkey!" Freeza shouted. King Vegeta shook his head and fired an Execution beam at the intruder.
Vegeta simply smiled and ripped Freeza out of the ground to act as an Arcosian shield against his father's beam. King Vegeta tried to pull the beam, but it was too late. It met head on with Freeza's skull.
Freeza opened his eyes and met King Vegeta's. "you're dead meat monkey." He would have probably said more if the time traveler hadn't chosen that moment to flip Freeza around in the air.
Future Vegeta then grabbed Freeza's neck and forced him to look Vegeta in the eyes. He went Super Saiyan in front of him and smiled as Freeza's face twisted into a look of fear. Freeza began shifting underneath his skin in a last ditch effort to preserve himself.
"Galick."
"Don't! I'll give you a planet!"
"Gun."
"You blasted, monkey, trash-" And Vegeta fired the purple wave of ki, incinerating Freeza inside and out.
All the Saiyans in the room were completely silenced as Freeza's corpse fell to the ground. "Sorry, I would've liked to spend a little more time playing with him, but he would have killed you if I waited any longer." Future Vegeta stated.
King Vegeta fell to his knees. "We-we're finally free." He turned toward the legendary Super Saiyan, the prophesized and actual savior of his race. "Thank you Super Saiyan! Thank you! We are eternally grateful!"
"No, no, it was my pleasure. But still, I expect the feast to be gigantic, this form expends a ridiculous amount of calories."
"Of course! Prepare a feast immediately for our savior!"
"Uh, King Vegeta, I'd like to speak to you in private for a few minutes."
"Certainly!" The King was overjoyed. He could finally rule his people again. They were free! Their golden-haired emerald-eyed savior had returned!
"I need to set down some ground rules." Or maybe he was just being put under new management.