Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ although I do happen to own the silver saiya-
jin concept…unless one of you came up with it on your personal time. I
just happened to come up with the idea for it while I was still a junior in
high school, way before I even started reading or writing anything on FFN.
Prologue
"Maria, Maria, she reminds me of a west side story, growing up in Spanish Harlem…"
Vegeta was ten years old when he gained a child to watch over on the planet he'd been sent to. The child was a girl, no more than a few months old, and had a slight deformity. Where every other saiya-jin had a black or dark brown tail, hers was pure white like freshly fallen snow. He'd been surprised to see her pod come crashing down into the lake he had been swimming in that day and, unfortunately, was deprived of that beautiful lake for the next six weeks since almost all the water had splashed out of it from her impact. Studying the pod from above, he waited for his companions to return and help him flip it off of the door so he could find out who was inside. He was surprised, when they finally got it open, to find a baby girl inside with a white tail and a note sitting on the seat next to her. The note had been from a desperate woman who had sent her baby away so as to keep the girl safe from others who wanted to hurt her. Staring at the small girl, he frowned then picked her up and held her in front of him by her leg. Sniffing her delicately, he made a face then handed her to Kakarot, one of the three boys who had accompanied him on his trip off of his planet. "Take care of the pest, she needs to bathe."
"Of course sire." Taking the girl gently, he carried her away, talking softly to her and smiling when she opened her wide pale eyes. "Well little pest, what shall I call you?"
Prologue
"Maria, Maria, she reminds me of a west side story, growing up in Spanish Harlem…"
Vegeta was ten years old when he gained a child to watch over on the planet he'd been sent to. The child was a girl, no more than a few months old, and had a slight deformity. Where every other saiya-jin had a black or dark brown tail, hers was pure white like freshly fallen snow. He'd been surprised to see her pod come crashing down into the lake he had been swimming in that day and, unfortunately, was deprived of that beautiful lake for the next six weeks since almost all the water had splashed out of it from her impact. Studying the pod from above, he waited for his companions to return and help him flip it off of the door so he could find out who was inside. He was surprised, when they finally got it open, to find a baby girl inside with a white tail and a note sitting on the seat next to her. The note had been from a desperate woman who had sent her baby away so as to keep the girl safe from others who wanted to hurt her. Staring at the small girl, he frowned then picked her up and held her in front of him by her leg. Sniffing her delicately, he made a face then handed her to Kakarot, one of the three boys who had accompanied him on his trip off of his planet. "Take care of the pest, she needs to bathe."
"Of course sire." Taking the girl gently, he carried her away, talking softly to her and smiling when she opened her wide pale eyes. "Well little pest, what shall I call you?"