Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ and I wish I didn't have to type that.

A/N: Yeah this is my second story people so be nice too. Since my other story is still been written I won't really update that often but don't worry It'll never be longer than 2 months unless I'm really busy. It's not really a long chapter since I'm just starting but it'll pick up the pace soon…I hope. And also Kakarott's attitude is VERY dark but meeting a certain raven haired princess will change that though. I'm sure you guys read the summary so here's chapter 1.

Ages:

Kakarott...21

Chi-Chi...19

Vegeta...25

Bulma...24

Turles...21

Radditz...25

Yamcha...24

ummmm...my brains fried and I think that's all the chatacters for now, I'll post the ages of other characters if I do use more.

Animegirl159 presents…

MISSION IMPOSSIBLE:

Chapter 1: The Past and Present

A long time ago here was a war in the galaxies between the two strongest planets of the universe. The Saiyans, coming from planet Vegeta, had incomparable physical strength, no human elite had a chance even against the third-class members. However, there was a small band of powerful beings called the Chijins, that defeated them. It is not written in any text in how it came to be that the mightiest warriors of the heavens fell with a mere army of only a hundred Chijins, but legends say that the queen of the tribe had destroyed them with their own weapon, the Legendary Super Saiyan.

The Saiyan elders claim that any female Chijin has the voice of an angel, and that they can place any male under their spell until they decide that it's enough. The queen on the other hand had a voice of a goddess, and she effortlessly placed the Super Saiyan under her command.

She instructed him to murder all of his people. In the end only a tenth of Vegeta's population survived, after begging for their lives. The queen spared them but to make sure that they don't attack again she swayed the Super Saiyan to kill himself, after all without him they were nothing. From then on the Saiyans swore they will have their revenge on the Chijin. The scriptures say that every one thousand years a Super Saiyan is born, so they have decided to put him under immense training so he won't fall to such temptations ever again and planet Vegeta will rule victorious like they had before.

A thousand years has passed since then and planet Vegeta had grown populous and had more advanced technology since the battle. And indeed a Super Saiyan was born; in fact there were two, Prince Vegeta and his third-class cousin, Kakarott. They were both trained for the inevitable and were taught to be the best. The King of all Saiyans believed that it was the perfect time to strike, since there were only two full blooded Chijins left in the planet Earth so they'll have no difficulty taking it over, nonetheless there stood a problem. One of the Chijins was a female and a descendant of the royal bloodline. He thought for while then his lips twitched to the 'Vegeta grin' as a plan hatched in his brain.

"Kakarott!" yelled a gruff male voice, rubbing his sore left cheek with a cross shaped scar. The sparring lessons against his best friend Tora had really taken a toll on him and damn did that final punch hurt!

"Yes father?" He replied in a serious voice as he made his way toward him. He was the exact replica of his father as well as his twin brother, Turles, though not counting skin color or scars.

"The King has asked for your presence this very instant and I would suggest that you take off now unless you want your tail to be chopped off." Bardock answered wryly, still rubbing his now bruising cheek. Kakarott nodded mutely and took off with a tremendous speed. All Saiyans never even dreamed such speed existed; the only person who can rival him was the prince himself. Bardock stared at the speck that was his youngest son and sighed. He sometimes wished he wasn't a Super Saiyan. Kakarott had transformed at a very young age with the murder of his best friend, Krillin. Because of it he was immediately placed into harsh training cutting his childhood. Kakarott was punished, abused, and tortured until they believed that he was ready and to defeat the Chijins. He never spoke of the training he underwent but Bardock knew it must have been painful since his cheerful, carefree attitude had turned dark and cold. Bardock is sometimes even scared to be alone with his son sometimes with the icy glares he passes as his normal look. Giving the sky one final glance he turned around and heading to his home.

Kakarott landed on his feet neatly just on the entrance of palace double doors. With his right hand he pushed one door open and entered the humongous mansion.

'I wonder what King Vegeta wants this time?' he thought somewhat curious. The King rarely asks for anyone unless it's an emergency S-Class mission. Kakarott's veins boild with excitement with the thought of a gory mission. He smirked and quickened his pace.

'This better be good.'

King Vegeta waited patiently on his throne, he could hear the footsteps nearing. In a matter of seconds Kakarott appeared with a blank face and continued to walk forward.

"You called for me my lord?" He asked bowing his head slightly. King Vegeta's smirk widened and replied.

"Why yes I did Kakarott. You remember your training don't you?" he said eyeing him. The second born Legendary Super Saiyan of that millennium grimaced as the memories replayed in his mind. Because of it he learned never to show how you feel and kept a straight face.

"Yes sire I do recall my training very clearly." he answered solemnly.

"Good. Because I want you to put those skills to the test on your upcoming mission." The young Saiyan's head snapped up with eagerness and he was silently hoping that it will involve the death of many species with his bare hands.

"I want you to go to the planet Earth and pose as a knight." His King said while rubbing his beard.

"A knight?" Kakarott questioned a little confused.

"Knights are those who protect the kingdom and its royal family. Becoming one will get you closer to them and eventually gain their trust thinking you'll protect them. On their weakest point capture them." The ruler of the planet informed.

"Once you do contact us immediately and bring them to my planet. Then they will be tortured and become our slaves. After that's done we'll take over the weak planet like we were meant to a thousand years ago." Kakarott frowned faintly with the knowledge that his mission involved no killing but agreed to it anyway. In fact it was an honor to take place on the mission that will avenge his race.

"And when do I leave Sire?"

"Tomorrow at 5:30 A.M." The Bardock look a like nodded and excused himself with a final bow.

"And don't forget Kakarott, this is an S-Class mission meaning there's no room for failure."

"Yes my king. I will not let you or my people down." King Vegeta acknowledged his determination and was quite pleased that he wasn't as nearly as rebellious as his arrogant son.

"That's what I expected to hear, now go and prepare for tomorrow."

"Yes Sire." and with that as his farewell he left to get some rest for his upcoming mission.

TO BE CONTINUED…

A/N: Didn't I tell you it was going to be short? ah it sucked didn't it? It didn't really come out how I wanted it but it's 12 a.m and I'm tired as hell. Besides I wanted to post this before I go to Houston for the Holidays. Please review guys and tell me what you think.