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Authors Note: Mushi Mushi peeps. This is my third story invoving Bulma and Vegeta. I can't help my self. They are my favorite couple. Basically this story is simular to "The Truman Show" only the main character isn't on t.v. She is being observed. I can't tell you the whole fic cause then I'll be a spoiler. :P You're just gonna have to read and like it. J/K Please R/R. K?
Chapter 1
A Prince is Born, Precautions must be taken.
In his office, King Vegeta was signing some papers which were of no importance when a knock came to his door.
"Come in" King Vegeta said sternly.
"Oh, it is you Souukarot (Taken from the word Sourkrout)" King Vegeta said pleased. "How is my mate?"
"Um... Your Highness, Your mate, Queen Celeress (Taken from the word Celery, Remember the saiyans names are taken from vegetables) has died, the only thing she left was your son and a message, I don't understand the message but she sai that you would..." Love me always my Sweet, Death will be your trasportation".
The King sat in his chair, masaging his goatee. He knew the message all to well. Saiyan tradition would bring him to his mate. When his child would fight to claim the throne of Vegetasei, King Vegeta would have to be killed by his child.
*Yes, Death will transport me to you* King Vegeta thought.
"Um... Your Highness, would you like to see the heir to your throne?" Sourkarot suggested.
"Fine!" the King said tiredly.
Sourkarot escorted King Vegeta to a special room. He entered the room alone and saw his mate on a royal king size bed. She was pale and her eyes were neatly closed. She still looked beautiful even in death. He sat on the side of the bed and stroke her cold cheek and gave a slight smile.
*The woman died with honor. Yes you were right my Queen. I will join you soon.*
King Vegeta sat on the bed starring at his mate, thinking of the memories of his love when a cry of a new born brought him back to reality. He turned his head and saw that the noise was coming from his son who was in a twin size crib with his tail swaying behind him. Only royalty could bare children the natural way. It was a law that even King Vegeta couldn't change. He began to wish that he was a lower class then he pushed the thought out of his head. He starred down at his son, the being that would bring him to his death. The newborn looked so much like the King. The newborn was named Vegeta after his planet and his father. The newborn seemed to still be crying for something. The King wondered if his son knew of his mother's death.
"Boy, you are going to bring my destruction, yet you bring this planet it's joy. Do me well my son." King Vegeta conversed with his son.
The words seemed to comfort the child and the newborn stopped crying and put on a superior smirk on his face. Then there was a knock on the door.
"Who is it?" The King bellowed.
"Sire, I'm one of the doctors that brought your son to this world. I have some information that you may want to hear about" The doctor said.
"Very Well, What is it?" the king asked solemly.
"Well, the Prince has a very strong power for his age. He is likely to be the legendary Super Saiyajin. We should keep his extrodanary power under close surveilance and a secret to your enemies." The doctor calmly said.
The king was barely listening for he was thinking of the remarkable power his son had.
"Um your highness. I have also discovered that when a Saiyajin mates with another species, that the offspring turns out to be even stronger than it's father. I'd like to ask if our Prince would participate in the experiment. Chances are that if you nor your son don't rid ourselves of Frieza and all our enemies that your grandchild will do the job." the doctor sternly said.
To the doctor's surprise, King Vegeta was actually considering the fact. He glanced at his son and thought that possibly the idea was considerable.
"Very well. This better work. What do we have to do to make this crazy idea work?" The king asked a bit annoyed.
"Well we have to find a species to consider. So far we're leaning towards the species on Chikyusei. the Human Race. We haven't yet discovered someone to be a good candidate but i know that in a couple of years we shall have a supporb choice. For the time being , the Prince can train all the time to increase his power." the doctor said very pleased.
"I'm way ahead of you Doctor, Indeed I am." The King said with a satisfied smirk on his face.
Well how was it. This was kinda like the Prolounge. More is to come. You can kinda tell who the candidate for this project will be right? Read the next chapter. R/R Peace!
Authors Note: Mushi Mushi peeps. This is my third story invoving Bulma and Vegeta. I can't help my self. They are my favorite couple. Basically this story is simular to "The Truman Show" only the main character isn't on t.v. She is being observed. I can't tell you the whole fic cause then I'll be a spoiler. :P You're just gonna have to read and like it. J/K Please R/R. K?
Chapter 1
A Prince is Born, Precautions must be taken.
In his office, King Vegeta was signing some papers which were of no importance when a knock came to his door.
"Come in" King Vegeta said sternly.
"Oh, it is you Souukarot (Taken from the word Sourkrout)" King Vegeta said pleased. "How is my mate?"
"Um... Your Highness, Your mate, Queen Celeress (Taken from the word Celery, Remember the saiyans names are taken from vegetables) has died, the only thing she left was your son and a message, I don't understand the message but she sai that you would..." Love me always my Sweet, Death will be your trasportation".
The King sat in his chair, masaging his goatee. He knew the message all to well. Saiyan tradition would bring him to his mate. When his child would fight to claim the throne of Vegetasei, King Vegeta would have to be killed by his child.
*Yes, Death will transport me to you* King Vegeta thought.
"Um... Your Highness, would you like to see the heir to your throne?" Sourkarot suggested.
"Fine!" the King said tiredly.
Sourkarot escorted King Vegeta to a special room. He entered the room alone and saw his mate on a royal king size bed. She was pale and her eyes were neatly closed. She still looked beautiful even in death. He sat on the side of the bed and stroke her cold cheek and gave a slight smile.
*The woman died with honor. Yes you were right my Queen. I will join you soon.*
King Vegeta sat on the bed starring at his mate, thinking of the memories of his love when a cry of a new born brought him back to reality. He turned his head and saw that the noise was coming from his son who was in a twin size crib with his tail swaying behind him. Only royalty could bare children the natural way. It was a law that even King Vegeta couldn't change. He began to wish that he was a lower class then he pushed the thought out of his head. He starred down at his son, the being that would bring him to his death. The newborn looked so much like the King. The newborn was named Vegeta after his planet and his father. The newborn seemed to still be crying for something. The King wondered if his son knew of his mother's death.
"Boy, you are going to bring my destruction, yet you bring this planet it's joy. Do me well my son." King Vegeta conversed with his son.
The words seemed to comfort the child and the newborn stopped crying and put on a superior smirk on his face. Then there was a knock on the door.
"Who is it?" The King bellowed.
"Sire, I'm one of the doctors that brought your son to this world. I have some information that you may want to hear about" The doctor said.
"Very Well, What is it?" the king asked solemly.
"Well, the Prince has a very strong power for his age. He is likely to be the legendary Super Saiyajin. We should keep his extrodanary power under close surveilance and a secret to your enemies." The doctor calmly said.
The king was barely listening for he was thinking of the remarkable power his son had.
"Um your highness. I have also discovered that when a Saiyajin mates with another species, that the offspring turns out to be even stronger than it's father. I'd like to ask if our Prince would participate in the experiment. Chances are that if you nor your son don't rid ourselves of Frieza and all our enemies that your grandchild will do the job." the doctor sternly said.
To the doctor's surprise, King Vegeta was actually considering the fact. He glanced at his son and thought that possibly the idea was considerable.
"Very well. This better work. What do we have to do to make this crazy idea work?" The king asked a bit annoyed.
"Well we have to find a species to consider. So far we're leaning towards the species on Chikyusei. the Human Race. We haven't yet discovered someone to be a good candidate but i know that in a couple of years we shall have a supporb choice. For the time being , the Prince can train all the time to increase his power." the doctor said very pleased.
"I'm way ahead of you Doctor, Indeed I am." The King said with a satisfied smirk on his face.
Well how was it. This was kinda like the Prolounge. More is to come. You can kinda tell who the candidate for this project will be right? Read the next chapter. R/R Peace!