NEW FIC! OMG! And I have tons of others out... I have been good and updated
a story every day... or send out a new one-shot fic... But do know that I
am close to finishing a few stories! It's sad for me to see them finished
like that! ;;! Anyways... this one is AU... I had thought of it when I
drew a few pics in my sketchbook during school, and I basically made a
story line from that... ; This prologue basically gives background
information before I start on the actual fic so it is important to read
this part, kays? It also jumps around in this chapter... so YOU HAVE BEEN
WARNED! I also have another thing I had started with my last one-shot fic
called 'Soapbox Thoughts'. Basically it's things that I ramble about that
might not make too much sense if you hear a word for the first time and
don't know what it means... as for example... I rambled on about
'Bookworms'. If you want to read what it says, then it's at the beginning
of my story titled, 'Bookworm'. But if there was something you had wanted
to put for the Soapbox Thoughts, send it in an email or a review so I could
post it when I update a fic or post up a new fic. Thanks!
'Soapbox Thoughts' – Spaceships – Ever wonder why they named the spaces shuttles spaceships? I mean... it's not like a boat is going out into space or the astronauts would have died once they hit very high altitude with out the spacesuits! Why couldn't thy have thought of it's name to be 'Space Plane' or something related to that? I mean, think about it! Doesn't the spacecraft look more like an airplane than an old wooden BOAT?! -' Okay... I'll shut up now... and get off the soapbox...
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Prologue: Time Before the Hybrid Prince
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Prince Vegeta, heir to the saiyan throne, strides thru the hallways of his palace. He smirked when he could hear a spaceship enter the planets atmosphere. Finally, the scientist from Earth could help him to create a few things for increasing saiyans strength. The saiyans needed to remain the strongest in the universe so another Frieza episode wouldn't reoccur. Ah yes... the tyrant had died a few years back when he was a mere child thanks to the help of all saiyans teaming up to destroy him. The battle was glorious. Since there weren't any casualties on the saiyan side, they could all be named hero's for this feared planet. A strong race they were titled, and a strong race they would remain. He watched, thru a large dome shaped window as the ship landed, and a few saiyan soldiers waiting to escort the head scientist of earth into the palace.
He watched for a few moments becoming bored at how long this was taking. For all he could have known, this creature may have been as slow as a turtle... or a slug. But the humans on Earth were rumored to have looked like saiyans... And the time finally came as the scientist came out of the ship.
His jaw dropped when he noticed a skinny female with long blue hair walk down the ship's stairs and to the waiting party of saiyans. He knew he should be expecting a Dr. Briefs... but this was completely unexpected! Maybe he should go down and take a closer look.
Talking the stairs down to meet the group, his black cape swirling behind, he kept his head high in wanting to meet this new 'creature' as he so kindly put it. He knew he wasn't expected to be down there to greet the new 'guest' since his father usually was the one who would meet the foreigner. His emotionless expression slightly changed as a small grin graced his facial features. He finally made it to the last step of the stairs and he heard the clicking of boots on the black tiled floor. They were close by. He turned the corner to be only for her to slam into his chest obviously not paying attention to anything around her.
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Bulma gasped as she made it out side of the ship. This planet, it completely reminded her of Mars, how it's always so dry and filled with the red stones of it's planet. But she was surprised that she was able to find beauty in this dry rocky planet. As she made it down the steps of her ship, she noticed the looks of the soldiers who waited for her arrival. She smiled at the thought of these men being so kind, and the king! Oh he must be a good ruler! At the bottom of the steps a small group of saiyans waited for her, one bowing his head slightly, most likely the king, and she bowed back.
"I assume that you must be Dr. Briefs?" asked the king kindly. Bulma, wearing her white lab coat nodded. She assumed that they might have wanted to put her to work immediately.
"Yes sir that would be me." The king nodded as he motioned for her to follow him. And he began to speak to her as the saiyan guard went back to their original duties. She, on the other hand tuned out for some strange reason as she gazed around. This place was magnificent! She looked up to the obsidian and garnet palace that stood before her. Absolutely beautiful it was! The king, with a few other saiyans following behind entered the building and she quietly followed as she tuned back into what the king was saying.
"I'm terribly sorry that my son couldn't be here to greet you. But I assume that he had other duties to attend to." Bulma nodded as she looked at the different types of art that lined the walls of the palace. "But I think you should meet the science staff we have here on the planet." Bulma began to zone out once more. She knew she shouldn't do this kind of stuff; this was the king of the planet for crying out loud! But he seemed to boring with his deep monotone voice... And she immediately regretted not paying attention because she ran into a hard wall. She could feel her face burning as she hit the wall... but it seemed warm... She couldn't help, but look up and gasped. She gazed into the eyes of what looked like the king... scratch the goatee, which wasn't present on this man's face and a small scowl on his lips. She immediately backed away from the man, her face a bright red.
"Ah! My son, I want you to meet the head scientist of Earth, Dr. Briefs." Bulma could have sworn that she heard the prince choke. So he didn't expect her to be the scientist? Well... her father was originally going to come to this planet, but due to his bad smoking habits, he was found with lung cancer not long ago and the agreement with Vegetasei was about to be canceled... and the planet would have most likely have been taken over, invaded, if someone didn't go. So Bulma had the bright idea of taking his place. She WAS one of the leading scientists on Earth and might have been able to take over the company if she wasn't a GIRL. Her father had wanted to hand it over to a male, son-in-law most likely. But they didn't have to know that there were two Dr. Briefs...
The prince looked down at her and snorted, "They send a small female to a planet like this?" Bulma frowned. That was something she didn't want to hear. "She could easily get killed if we breathe on her the wrong way!" Now she was getting pissed.
"Listen here BUDDY. I don't like to be insulted by someone like you who possesses no intelligence what so ever!" she exclaimed angrily crossing her arms to him.
Vegeta was shocked. No one EVER talked to him like this! Well... no one but his father... but he wasn't this insulting... He growled at her bearing his teeth. She had fire... but he could soon tame it to his liking if he wanted. "No one EVER speaks to the prince of all saiyans this way!" shouted Vegeta. All of the soldiers that were asked to tag along visibly backed away as Bulma stood her ground.
"Why you..." she began to clench and unclench her fists, that was till she turned her head away from him in a huff. "I don't need to listen to you." She looked back to the king with a smile. "Could you please escort me to the science labs? I would like to begin my work if you wouldn't mind." She looked back to the prince with a small smirk and she stuck her tongue out at him. Yes, a very childish thing she could to him, but he growled indicating that she had won this battle as the king took her down the halls.
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One Year Later...
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She didn't know how it could ever happen, but it did. Bulma was hoping that she could just be the leading scientist of this planet for half a year, then go back home to attend business there... that was till she was till she found out she was pregnant with the prince's child. She continued to beat herself mentally thru the pregnancy at how she could be so careless. When she was found to have been carrying the prince's child, she was immediately tied down to this planet, and was to become the princess of the planet along side with Vegeta! When that was announced, she was barely starting to show signs of the baby and she couldn't believe that the prince had wanted this! He was a complete jerk! But she was totally oblivious that this was the way in which the prince flirted with her. A very strange people they were she concluded. But now she lay in the hospital wing of the palace looking at the newborn with a small smile. And tears. Tears, those were of a plan to keep him from this ruthless race of barbarians.
The king walked into the room, just now hearing of his grandson's birth. He was amazed at what he saw. The mother, obviously tired, carried a baby with bright blue eyes, obviously inherited from his mother, and lavender hair too! He smirked. The prince would obviously stand out in this kingdom. Bulma looked up to her father-in-law with a weak smile. He was so kind to her. Treated her as a princess... well... she was one now... and with the utmost respect. It was a shame that she would have to anger the whole saiyan population, and have the possibility of being killed... if not killed... greatly tortured.
"He looks much like you, Bulma," he stated softly as the baby looked up at him curiously. She nodded. "And he's male?" asked the king.
"Yes," she said looking back to her child giving him her finger to play with. The king smiled in delight.
"Wonderful!" exclaimed the king clapping his hands together, "From the power reading they had taken earlier, he would be strong. A very strong heir to the throne he would be!" A small pang of guilt and pain shot thru the new mother as she continued to keep her gaze to the child. 'That's what father would say... he would be the perfect heir to the Capsule Corp business...' But he would be neither...
"Of course sire," she stated in an almost sincere voice looking to him with a fake smile... that almost looked real. The king nodded.
"Has my son been notified?" he asked. Bulma nodded her head.
"Yes. I sent a messenger to notify him that I was in labor hours ago..." she replied.
"Good," the king seemed to stand there for a moment as he watched the child. Bulma looked up to him.
"Would you like to hold Trunks?" she asked him softly. The king turned to the new mother as he blinked looking to the child. He held the baby as if it was the most delicate thing in the world.
"You... named him Trunks?" asked the king looking at his small grandson. Bulma nodded.
"Yes. I told Vegeta if he weren't on this planet the day Trunks was born, I would name him myself. And he obviously agreed. But on Earth, his name full name would be Trunks Vegeta Briefs..."
"Full name?" asked the king turning to Bulma.
"Yes... a first, middle, and last name are used to help identify who you are. I guess it's similar to how we would say Trunks, son of Vegeta. It's another Earth custom..." The king nodded.
"Do you know when Vegeta will be back?" asked Bulma as the king handed her back the baby.
"I assume in a few hours if the planet he went to purge was only about... a day away..." stated the king. Bulma nodded as she motioned for a nurse to take her baby to the crib next to her. The king noticed she was trying hard to stay awake so he smiled down at her, "I'll let you get your rest. You were very lucky to have survived a saiyan child's birth since the majority of saiyan women die from it." She nodded sleepily as she lay back on her pillow closing her eyes. The king, before he left, kissed her on the forehead. He took one last glance at his new grandson, pride flowing thru his veins, as he walked thru the door. The nurse also left the room leaving Bulma alone with her son.
She opened an eye looking around quickly before she sat up on her bed. She was tired... but she had a new determination to put her plan to work.
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Vegeta arrived on the planet a few hours after he had gotten message that his mate had gone into labor. He immediately stopped his mission leaving the creatures on the planet to defend against the small squad that had come with the prince in their own space pods.
He walked quickly thru the halls very anxious to see his new heir. He was shocked to hear that he was going to be a father a few months back... but delighted that Bulma would be forced to stay here and be his queen when he became king. It was a wonderful twist of fate for him!
He passed a few nurses who gave him their best wishes and smiling faces. He couldn't help but hear a few of the nurses chat about how cute and strong the new prince was. That made his pride soar. He walked into the room. There he saw her sitting by a window. She looked out into the sky with an empty stare in her deep blue eyes and an empty crib beside her.
He walked up to her, completely confused. 'Did they take the baby for an examination or something?' he questioned himself. Once walking by her side he wrapped his arms around her and began to send butterfly kisses up her neck. She seemed to stiffen. 'That was odd...' he thought as she looked to him. It surprised him that her eyes were red and puffy, as if she were crying! He wrapped his arms around her. Only times that they were alone, he could show her affection.
"What's wrong?" he asked. She turned from him as she looked into the sky.
"He's gone."
Vegeta laid his head on her shoulder. "Who's gone?"
"The baby."
Vegeta froze, and he stood up looking down at Bulma. She did look like she was trying to be strong... but then again... she knew something he didn't.
"Was there a miscarriage?" he asked softly. She shook her head.
"No," she stated calmly. Vegeta almost gave a sigh of relief as he continued to look at his wife.
"Then, why did you say that he was gone?"
A smile appeared on Bulma's face. It was a look that he had never seen on her face. But on his father's face may times when he did something that he knew others wouldn't like... "He's off in the universe."
The prince smirked. "Ah... off to his first purging mission I assume?" Bulma shook her head again, and Vegeta raised an eyebrow. "What to do you mean?"
"Trunks will never have to live a day knowing the ways of the sins his father committed... and follow in his footsteps either," the mother replied with smirk.
'Soapbox Thoughts' – Spaceships – Ever wonder why they named the spaces shuttles spaceships? I mean... it's not like a boat is going out into space or the astronauts would have died once they hit very high altitude with out the spacesuits! Why couldn't thy have thought of it's name to be 'Space Plane' or something related to that? I mean, think about it! Doesn't the spacecraft look more like an airplane than an old wooden BOAT?! -' Okay... I'll shut up now... and get off the soapbox...
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Prologue: Time Before the Hybrid Prince
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Prince Vegeta, heir to the saiyan throne, strides thru the hallways of his palace. He smirked when he could hear a spaceship enter the planets atmosphere. Finally, the scientist from Earth could help him to create a few things for increasing saiyans strength. The saiyans needed to remain the strongest in the universe so another Frieza episode wouldn't reoccur. Ah yes... the tyrant had died a few years back when he was a mere child thanks to the help of all saiyans teaming up to destroy him. The battle was glorious. Since there weren't any casualties on the saiyan side, they could all be named hero's for this feared planet. A strong race they were titled, and a strong race they would remain. He watched, thru a large dome shaped window as the ship landed, and a few saiyan soldiers waiting to escort the head scientist of earth into the palace.
He watched for a few moments becoming bored at how long this was taking. For all he could have known, this creature may have been as slow as a turtle... or a slug. But the humans on Earth were rumored to have looked like saiyans... And the time finally came as the scientist came out of the ship.
His jaw dropped when he noticed a skinny female with long blue hair walk down the ship's stairs and to the waiting party of saiyans. He knew he should be expecting a Dr. Briefs... but this was completely unexpected! Maybe he should go down and take a closer look.
Talking the stairs down to meet the group, his black cape swirling behind, he kept his head high in wanting to meet this new 'creature' as he so kindly put it. He knew he wasn't expected to be down there to greet the new 'guest' since his father usually was the one who would meet the foreigner. His emotionless expression slightly changed as a small grin graced his facial features. He finally made it to the last step of the stairs and he heard the clicking of boots on the black tiled floor. They were close by. He turned the corner to be only for her to slam into his chest obviously not paying attention to anything around her.
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Bulma gasped as she made it out side of the ship. This planet, it completely reminded her of Mars, how it's always so dry and filled with the red stones of it's planet. But she was surprised that she was able to find beauty in this dry rocky planet. As she made it down the steps of her ship, she noticed the looks of the soldiers who waited for her arrival. She smiled at the thought of these men being so kind, and the king! Oh he must be a good ruler! At the bottom of the steps a small group of saiyans waited for her, one bowing his head slightly, most likely the king, and she bowed back.
"I assume that you must be Dr. Briefs?" asked the king kindly. Bulma, wearing her white lab coat nodded. She assumed that they might have wanted to put her to work immediately.
"Yes sir that would be me." The king nodded as he motioned for her to follow him. And he began to speak to her as the saiyan guard went back to their original duties. She, on the other hand tuned out for some strange reason as she gazed around. This place was magnificent! She looked up to the obsidian and garnet palace that stood before her. Absolutely beautiful it was! The king, with a few other saiyans following behind entered the building and she quietly followed as she tuned back into what the king was saying.
"I'm terribly sorry that my son couldn't be here to greet you. But I assume that he had other duties to attend to." Bulma nodded as she looked at the different types of art that lined the walls of the palace. "But I think you should meet the science staff we have here on the planet." Bulma began to zone out once more. She knew she shouldn't do this kind of stuff; this was the king of the planet for crying out loud! But he seemed to boring with his deep monotone voice... And she immediately regretted not paying attention because she ran into a hard wall. She could feel her face burning as she hit the wall... but it seemed warm... She couldn't help, but look up and gasped. She gazed into the eyes of what looked like the king... scratch the goatee, which wasn't present on this man's face and a small scowl on his lips. She immediately backed away from the man, her face a bright red.
"Ah! My son, I want you to meet the head scientist of Earth, Dr. Briefs." Bulma could have sworn that she heard the prince choke. So he didn't expect her to be the scientist? Well... her father was originally going to come to this planet, but due to his bad smoking habits, he was found with lung cancer not long ago and the agreement with Vegetasei was about to be canceled... and the planet would have most likely have been taken over, invaded, if someone didn't go. So Bulma had the bright idea of taking his place. She WAS one of the leading scientists on Earth and might have been able to take over the company if she wasn't a GIRL. Her father had wanted to hand it over to a male, son-in-law most likely. But they didn't have to know that there were two Dr. Briefs...
The prince looked down at her and snorted, "They send a small female to a planet like this?" Bulma frowned. That was something she didn't want to hear. "She could easily get killed if we breathe on her the wrong way!" Now she was getting pissed.
"Listen here BUDDY. I don't like to be insulted by someone like you who possesses no intelligence what so ever!" she exclaimed angrily crossing her arms to him.
Vegeta was shocked. No one EVER talked to him like this! Well... no one but his father... but he wasn't this insulting... He growled at her bearing his teeth. She had fire... but he could soon tame it to his liking if he wanted. "No one EVER speaks to the prince of all saiyans this way!" shouted Vegeta. All of the soldiers that were asked to tag along visibly backed away as Bulma stood her ground.
"Why you..." she began to clench and unclench her fists, that was till she turned her head away from him in a huff. "I don't need to listen to you." She looked back to the king with a smile. "Could you please escort me to the science labs? I would like to begin my work if you wouldn't mind." She looked back to the prince with a small smirk and she stuck her tongue out at him. Yes, a very childish thing she could to him, but he growled indicating that she had won this battle as the king took her down the halls.
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One Year Later...
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She didn't know how it could ever happen, but it did. Bulma was hoping that she could just be the leading scientist of this planet for half a year, then go back home to attend business there... that was till she was till she found out she was pregnant with the prince's child. She continued to beat herself mentally thru the pregnancy at how she could be so careless. When she was found to have been carrying the prince's child, she was immediately tied down to this planet, and was to become the princess of the planet along side with Vegeta! When that was announced, she was barely starting to show signs of the baby and she couldn't believe that the prince had wanted this! He was a complete jerk! But she was totally oblivious that this was the way in which the prince flirted with her. A very strange people they were she concluded. But now she lay in the hospital wing of the palace looking at the newborn with a small smile. And tears. Tears, those were of a plan to keep him from this ruthless race of barbarians.
The king walked into the room, just now hearing of his grandson's birth. He was amazed at what he saw. The mother, obviously tired, carried a baby with bright blue eyes, obviously inherited from his mother, and lavender hair too! He smirked. The prince would obviously stand out in this kingdom. Bulma looked up to her father-in-law with a weak smile. He was so kind to her. Treated her as a princess... well... she was one now... and with the utmost respect. It was a shame that she would have to anger the whole saiyan population, and have the possibility of being killed... if not killed... greatly tortured.
"He looks much like you, Bulma," he stated softly as the baby looked up at him curiously. She nodded. "And he's male?" asked the king.
"Yes," she said looking back to her child giving him her finger to play with. The king smiled in delight.
"Wonderful!" exclaimed the king clapping his hands together, "From the power reading they had taken earlier, he would be strong. A very strong heir to the throne he would be!" A small pang of guilt and pain shot thru the new mother as she continued to keep her gaze to the child. 'That's what father would say... he would be the perfect heir to the Capsule Corp business...' But he would be neither...
"Of course sire," she stated in an almost sincere voice looking to him with a fake smile... that almost looked real. The king nodded.
"Has my son been notified?" he asked. Bulma nodded her head.
"Yes. I sent a messenger to notify him that I was in labor hours ago..." she replied.
"Good," the king seemed to stand there for a moment as he watched the child. Bulma looked up to him.
"Would you like to hold Trunks?" she asked him softly. The king turned to the new mother as he blinked looking to the child. He held the baby as if it was the most delicate thing in the world.
"You... named him Trunks?" asked the king looking at his small grandson. Bulma nodded.
"Yes. I told Vegeta if he weren't on this planet the day Trunks was born, I would name him myself. And he obviously agreed. But on Earth, his name full name would be Trunks Vegeta Briefs..."
"Full name?" asked the king turning to Bulma.
"Yes... a first, middle, and last name are used to help identify who you are. I guess it's similar to how we would say Trunks, son of Vegeta. It's another Earth custom..." The king nodded.
"Do you know when Vegeta will be back?" asked Bulma as the king handed her back the baby.
"I assume in a few hours if the planet he went to purge was only about... a day away..." stated the king. Bulma nodded as she motioned for a nurse to take her baby to the crib next to her. The king noticed she was trying hard to stay awake so he smiled down at her, "I'll let you get your rest. You were very lucky to have survived a saiyan child's birth since the majority of saiyan women die from it." She nodded sleepily as she lay back on her pillow closing her eyes. The king, before he left, kissed her on the forehead. He took one last glance at his new grandson, pride flowing thru his veins, as he walked thru the door. The nurse also left the room leaving Bulma alone with her son.
She opened an eye looking around quickly before she sat up on her bed. She was tired... but she had a new determination to put her plan to work.
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Vegeta arrived on the planet a few hours after he had gotten message that his mate had gone into labor. He immediately stopped his mission leaving the creatures on the planet to defend against the small squad that had come with the prince in their own space pods.
He walked quickly thru the halls very anxious to see his new heir. He was shocked to hear that he was going to be a father a few months back... but delighted that Bulma would be forced to stay here and be his queen when he became king. It was a wonderful twist of fate for him!
He passed a few nurses who gave him their best wishes and smiling faces. He couldn't help but hear a few of the nurses chat about how cute and strong the new prince was. That made his pride soar. He walked into the room. There he saw her sitting by a window. She looked out into the sky with an empty stare in her deep blue eyes and an empty crib beside her.
He walked up to her, completely confused. 'Did they take the baby for an examination or something?' he questioned himself. Once walking by her side he wrapped his arms around her and began to send butterfly kisses up her neck. She seemed to stiffen. 'That was odd...' he thought as she looked to him. It surprised him that her eyes were red and puffy, as if she were crying! He wrapped his arms around her. Only times that they were alone, he could show her affection.
"What's wrong?" he asked. She turned from him as she looked into the sky.
"He's gone."
Vegeta laid his head on her shoulder. "Who's gone?"
"The baby."
Vegeta froze, and he stood up looking down at Bulma. She did look like she was trying to be strong... but then again... she knew something he didn't.
"Was there a miscarriage?" he asked softly. She shook her head.
"No," she stated calmly. Vegeta almost gave a sigh of relief as he continued to look at his wife.
"Then, why did you say that he was gone?"
A smile appeared on Bulma's face. It was a look that he had never seen on her face. But on his father's face may times when he did something that he knew others wouldn't like... "He's off in the universe."
The prince smirked. "Ah... off to his first purging mission I assume?" Bulma shook her head again, and Vegeta raised an eyebrow. "What to do you mean?"
"Trunks will never have to live a day knowing the ways of the sins his father committed... and follow in his footsteps either," the mother replied with smirk.
