Okay, so this is my first fanfic in almost over 4 years. I hope you guys like it and please comment for any advice as to what I could improve.
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Chapter 1

Vegetasei
Strategy Room

"If this gets into the hands off the wrong people we will be screwed." he said

" It is not our jurisdiction to interfere, we should just let them take care of it themselves." another said.

"What, are you nuts? They by no means have the power to keep this situation under control!" a third screamed.

"Relax," the first one replied "we will simple extinct the problem"

"Now who is crazy, are you trying to anger the gods?" the second one implied.

"There will be no more gods if we don't eradicate the problem immediately." the first one countered again.

"Neither answer is acceptable, we have to find a more suitable solution for this problem."the third one reasoned.

At that moment the double doors of the room burst open and in walked king Vegeta of Vegetasei. The three men automatically fell silent at the mighty man's presence as he looked down upon them with a menacing glare.

King Vegeta had been ruling the planet of Vegetasei for almost thirty years now and in that time period the people had learned to respect and fear him on righteous terms. He was a man that could not be taken easily and many quivered in his presence; never the less though the people had also learned to love him because he had brought Vegetasei into a flourishing time and for once it seemed that the planet was entering a more permanent period of peace.
The king was nearing the age of the fifties yet he continued to look as young as his early thirties, it was the blessing of the goddess of Vegetasei that gave the people the gift of prolonged life; because of it saiyans were easily able to live into the age of the two-hundreds.

However, even thought the king was still in the prime of his youth he was slowly preparing to step down from his throne and hand it over to his son, Prince Vegeta. His own father had handed the thrown to him when he had just turned nineteen, even though costume called for the king to be a minimum of age forty-five. Because of this king Vegeta had to handle many things without any prior experience, but he had found in the years that passed that he managed just fine and because of it he had been able to come about many new solutions that had been more profitable than the previous old ones. Therefore he was going to do the same thing with his son; now, he wasn't handing the thrown over at such a young age because Prince Vegeta was already twenty, no, he would wait one more year and then he would pass everything on to him. That way the Prince could get used to the idea and find his peace before he had to handle the stress of leading his own planet.

Prince Vegeta had entered the strategy room as well, right behind his father, he had noticed immediately how the occupants had withdrawn into themselves as they had entered. 'What pathetic cowards' he thought, they didn't deserve his father's presence if they couldn't even hold their own waters every time they saw him.

"What is this urgent matter that couldn't wait till tomorrow?" king Vegeta demanded to know.

"My king," one of the men bowed. "There was a message from the Eastern Temple of the gods."

"This better be as important as you say, I'm not a priest so you are well aware that I do not handle matter concerning the gods." king Vegeta warned them.

"No my king, "another man bowed "this matter is of high importance of Vegetasai's existence."

Both the king and the prince raised a single eyebrow at that sentence, if this matter wasn't as important as these men claim it was there would be hell to pay.

Finally the third man bowed to the king and started telling the tale "It seems that a mere three months ago the Priestesses of the Eastern Temple have come upon what is known as 'The Oracle'. Now this being is as high appraised as the gods themselves because not only can it communicate with the gods directly but it also possesses the power of the elements and the sight of the time to come. The last oracle existed over a century ago and died in the hands of the Gallican's, a race as we all know is now within its ruins. They tried to take the power for themselves and thus it was their downfall. There are many speculation as to what the exact cause of their destitution was but none are conformable, it is only agreed upon that it was their desperate attempt for dominance and their meddling with a power that is too high for any of us to understand that they now lay at the bottom of the hierarchy. Now, the reason why I am informing you of all of this is because the news of the new oracle seems to have spread wide throughout the galaxies and warriors from all over are making way to claim the oracle for themselves. They all believe to have the knowledge of gaining the oracles power through favors and gifts and thus are planning to steal it away and seduce it into aiding their plans."

The man paused for a second to let all the information sink in and then continued.

"If we let this power fall into the wrong hands it will only be a matter of time till we shall be at the receiving end, with Vegetasei being the strongest planet in the galaxies and us having some much control over so many planets it is only logical that whoever will obtain the oracle will use the power to dethrone us and rise above all else. Therefore it is of high importance that we must decide upon a solution immediate before it is too late and the oracle has fallen into the wrong hands."

As the man finished his tale the room grew very quiet, all eyes were on the king waiting for a responds, his face however was a stone mask impossible to decipher and he himself was lost in thought trying to make sense of all he had just been told.

It was obvious that this 'Oracle' had to be relocated in such a manner that it wasn't accessible to anyone. The messengers were right, if it fell into the hands of the wrong people it could mean the downfall of Vegetasei, it wasn't a guaranteed thing but the chance were too high to bet otherwise. King Vegeta didn't even dare let his thought wonder towards the fastest and easiest solution of the problem: destruction. If what they had told him was correct and this being had direct contact with the gods then it was also protected by them, and destroying something the god favored was a sure way to get oneself obliterated. The only solution that came to him was to place the oracle in a place that no one could reach it and the only place he could think of that he trusted to be safe enough was Vegetasai.

So, making his decision final king Vegeta spoke " We shall sent out a party of our strongest warriors to retrieve this 'Oracle' and bring it back to Vegetasei. Once here it shall reside in the temple of our goddess with the other priestesses. "

Upon seeing the concerned look of the three men with the idea of taking the oracle for Vegetasai, the king added."We shall not use the oracle in any way. It will simple stay on our planet so we can assure that no one else will claim it. If this being really stands as high as you acclaim it to be then we shall treat it as the goddess herself and perhaps the gods will take a shine upon us and bless us for taking such good care of their medium."

The three men looked at each other and then turned towards the king taking a deep bow and stating "Our King" in unison.

King Vegeta turned towards his son who had been listening intently and placed a hand on his shoulder.
"I place you in charge of this Vegeta. Gather our best men, take as many as you deem necessary and I want you to lead them personally into a retrieval mission to the Eastern Temple of the gods. Get this oracle before anyone else does and bring it to Vegetasei."

Omg the first chapter is finished, I'm actually kinda proud of myself. But the hard part is still up ahead . . . Your Reviews! Please let me know what you think, and thank you so much for reading.