Chapter 1 ~**~~**~~**~
On a dark, windy night, in the outskirts of West City, a lizard-like being stood outside the Cave of Shenron with his two Captains and a trio of thieves. The being was short, with white skin and purple sections on his head, arms, chest and whatnot. His lips were tiny, purple and added to his feminine appearance.
"Did you bring it? Did you bring the Dragon Radar?" the being asked.
"But of course, sir," the Thief King replied.
The Thief King was a tall and burly man, with a goatee, hair that spiked upward and a prominent widow's peak. He dug through his cloak and pulled out an object that looked like half of a pocket watch. It was white with a green centre. The being snatched the object from the thief. One of his captains, a blue-skinned man with green hair, approached the being and handed him the other half. The being put the halves together and they reacted instantly. The Radar zipped around like a fly before landing in the ground. The earth began to quake and the Cave of Shenron emerged from the sands.
"Well get going! Bring me that Dragon Ball," the being ordered.
Hesitant at first, the thieves eventually approached the cave. It was a large dragon's head and it's open mouth acted as the cave's entrance. The cave itself looked like it were made of shadows, save for the glowing eyes. The cave, known as Shenron, began to speak.
"WHO DARES DISTURB ME?" Shenron boomed.
"...Vegeta, King of the Thieves," Thief King Vegeta replied.
"ONLY ONE... MAY ENTER. ONE WHO IS WORTHY. A DIAMOND IN THE ROUGH." warned Shenron. The Thief King turned to his employer.
"Bring me that Dragon Ball!" the being yelled.
He looked back at the cave and made his approach. He had only gone in a steps or two before being rejected. Shenron growled angrily and shut his mouth, consuming the Thief King. The remaining thieves backed away in fear and looked to the man who had led their King to death.
"It seems that your so-called King was not worthy," the being said. He became angry, "AND I HAVE WASTED MY TIME!"
"But, my Lord, there was nothing we could do —" a thief said.
The being interrupted him, "Shut up! Your band of thieves have been long dead and it's time for you to join them along with your worthless King," the being nodded to one of his Captains, a plump and pink-fleshed being.
"Yes, Lord Frieza," Dodoria replied as he cracked his knuckles.
Just a little closer. A few more inches and he would've obtained his prize. His partner in crime, being a monkey, could entertain people all day, but if the guards were to pass by there was sure to be conflict. With a boost of force, the thief grabbed a loaf of bread. He put one end in his mouth, freeing his hands and allowing him to push himself back up.
The shopkeeper, a tall green man wearing a turban, had seen enough monkey antics for the day and turned so as to get back to work. The first thing he saw, however, was a thief about to run off, "STOP! THIEF!" the store owner bellowed.
"Nappa! Let's go!" the thief called in panic.
Nappa and the thief met up briefly to split the spoils. They crammed what shares of breakfast they had into their mouths and ran in opposite directions. The thief jumped and boosted himself onto the edge of another roof.
"Thank Kami for flat roofs," thought the thief.
The thief was hanging on in front of a window and couldn't have picked a worse spot. As he tried to pull himself off, a scar-faced man of the middle class was thrown out the window and knocked the thief from his place. Both the man and thief landed on the ground. A woman peered her head out of the broken frame.
"You bastard, I know who you are now! Are you trying to get me killed?" the woman shrieked.
A trio of guards arrived at the scene, "Vegeta! Stop right there!"
The thief, now known as Vegeta, knew these guards well. They were known as the Ginyu Force, led by Captain Ginyu and his men: Recoome, Burter, Jeice and Guldo. They had been chasing Vegeta for what seemed like forever. In such a vast place such as West City, they had yet to catch him, and Vegeta wasn't going to let them succeed now. He pushed the scar-faced man off and bolted.
Vegeta took sharp turns, threw things and ran into crowds but was yet to shake off the Ginyu Force. He ran up a few crates and awnings and took his fleeing to the roofs. The Force, with their armour and general lack of skill, weren't very quick with free running and this brought him an advantage. Vegeta jumped off a building and instead of continuing his run, he backtracked and hid around the corner.
Vegeta looked around the corner, "Where's the dumb one?" he muttered. He was suddenly yanked by the vest and became face to face with Recoome's arrogant grin.
"I finally have you and you're gonna pay for all your misdeeds, Vegeta," Recoome said. The thief was repulsed by his awful breath.
"Are you aware your mouth is like a bog of eternal stench?" Vegeta spoke.
Recoome was taken aback by the comment and his look of shock turned into a glare of rage. He raised a fist, prepared to knock some sense into the thief when Nappa came crashing down on his face. Vegeta punched Recoome in the stomach and looked around him. A row of vases were placed in front of a person's home. Vegeta picked up a vase. He smashed it over Recoome's head and kicked him to the ground.
Nappa jumped on Vegeta's shoulder and the two made their escape. Events of that morning did not repeat for the rest of the day. Vegeta and Nappa stole from places at random parts of the city, doing a thorough scout of the area before attempting thievery. By evening, they had been well fed. The duo climbed to their home.
"We got lucky today, Nappa," Vegeta remarked. The monkey chattered excitedly.
Vegeta looked outside. Their home was the broken-down top floor of an old building. A giant hole in the wall acted as a window, and faced directly to the Palace, as if taunting the thief.
"One day, Nappa, we'll be successful. I don't know how, but we will," Vegeta said.