This story was inspired from the Dixie Chick's song "Travelin' Solider'. It's an alternate universe in way. Hopefully, You'll enjoy!

This is a story about love, that crossed the boundaries of Age and of Destiny, during the 1960's in the Vietnam War, where Earth is much more different than we remember it. What kind of change are Vegeta and Serena, two very different people starting? Love in Letters of War.

September 28th, 1962. Fall was setting in a little earlier than normal this year. The green leaves were already a brilliant golden shade, with some tints of red, orange, and yellow. The trees stood tall in Juuban district of Tokyo, Japan, though it was now called Neo Tokyo, which stood with an alliance with Neo America, Neo China, and the other large number of countries that followed the new "Neo" code.

Earth was a birthplace for brilliant creatures, and a harvest for those that are ever more-so. Humans ruled this land of the 7 seas. Earth still had the normal animals roaming it. People still domesticated cats, birds, dogs, hamsters, etc, and a few with the occasional goat. The water at this time was clear, like crystal, so everyone enjoyed it, and the land flourished with life that was as green as green could get.

But now, the world was also flooded with those not of human, animals, or floral kind. Not long ago, what humans considered "Extraterrestrials", began to introduce themselves to our people.

They came from all different parts of the galaxy. Some were almost the same as us, such as Nameks, Sanjion, Sayian-jin, Ko-jie, and Abidawin. But others, where extremely different, like the Gyreu, Kodokuin, Tenou, and Meaks.

Their abilities are far beyond ours. Some in strength, like the The Sayian-jin. Others in Technology, like the Abidawin. In truth, humans are helpless when at the mercy of these aliens. However, there is one factor that makes Earth and unbeatable force. The Sailor Senshi were there to protect when the first signs of extraterrestrials. The Nega Force and Queen Beryl, appeared.

Because of their efforts, they inspired the Earth to push itself to be better.

This inspirited came just in time, because in this new era of peril, the Sailor Senshi (for a reason not disclosed to the public) are unable to assist.

This was the Vietnam War, a battle that would change the universe. If it had just been between humans, it would have been different, but when the humans with the cruel intensions received the help of extraterrestrial forces, the real war began.

And who was the bad guy? That was the real question. Politicians debated this day after day - the whole communist thing and all that. For most, it seemed as though the entire thing was shrouded in secrets.

The magnitude of this war over whelmed any city that it hit. Very slowly, it was conquering the globe.

Earth was now the real center of the universe. It was famous to all, and required protection. Many willingly offered their help.

On Earth, Extraterrestrials were as common as humans were. The planet was a harvest of all different races and cultures now. At a WTEC, Welcome To Earth Center, Extraterrestrials could become a part of society. They'd receive a certificate of "Earth Entrance", which was sort of like a Birthday. They could live with humans and like humans, and still practice their own cultures and religious, as long as it was legal.

While there were millions that participated in this pivotal moment in time, this story is about one more in particular.

"Mail Call!" The general called as he entered the Sayian Men's sleeping quarters. Everyone began running up to the man, eager for mail from family.

"Lettuceodo." He began to hand out mail, "Radditz, Asparagusta, Vegeta…Vegeta….Vegeta!?" The general called, "Where is he?"

"I'm right here." An annoyed voice said, as he pushed through the group of men, all adorned in their trousers.

"You got mail." He said, grinning slightly, and handing Vegeta the small disk. Vegeta cocked an eyebrow. He never got any mail. When he was 8 years old, his father left him in the care of Freeza, who currently had him in an outer space training session. Vegeta took the disk over to his computer, and slipped the round shiny tool into the drive.

Freeza appeared on screen, eyes narrowed with irritation.

"You're being reassigned." he blurted out. Vegeta huffed to himself. About time really. This training session was nothing to him - a free ride really. "Pack your bags boy," he said, "You're headed to Vietnam, along with Radditz and Nappa," he paused, "Oh and, Happy 18th Birthday."

For whatever reason, it was obvious Freeza wasn't to please about this. No doubt it'd been a request of his Father's. King Vegeta often sent his son out on missions in his place, to repay a debt or anything else that he really didn't want to do.

This new task was one that Vegeta was hopping he wouldn't have to get.

Never-the-less, Vegeta and his two new team-mates packed up and hopped in a ship headed for Earth. On the way, Vegeta listened intently to his comrades.

"I suppose I'll write my mother and father on occasion." Radditz huffed, staring out into space, Nappa at his side. "I mean, they'll wanna know how I am and all." Radditz elbowed the bulky Saiyan, a smirk gracing his lips. "And you?" Nappa rolled his eyes at the young man,

"I'll be writing Lettucianna everyday." he said, referring to his newly wed wife.

Vegeta huffed at all this.

When the three travelers arrived at the WTEC, they filled out all the forms, and took all the necessary tests, but it would be two days before they would be leaving this place that everyone called Juuban, to go to the battle at Vietnam. And that is where our Story Begins…..

Next Time:

Introducing, Red Ribbon. Warriors have been protecting Neo Tokyo and the rest of the world for many months now, however, they are rendered useless in this time of need. Still, one girl may leave a mark on it after all.

Next Time: Brief Meetings. Answering a bleeding heart

Senshi Games:

Number One!:

"Mail Call!" The general called as he entered the Sayian Men's sleeping quarters. Everyone began running up to the man, eager for mail from family.

"Lettuceodo." He began to hand out mail, "Radditz, Asparagusta, Cabagido, Brocollia, Peasa, Cornili-Cob, Cornili-Can, Zukiniko, Tomado..."

Number Two!:

"Vegeta!?" The general called, "Where is he?"

"I'm right here." An annoyed voice said, as he pushed through the group of men, all adorned in their trousers.

"You've got mail." He said, grinning slightly, and handing Vegeta the small disk. Vegeta cocked an eyebrow. He never got any mail. When he was 8 years old, his father left him in the care of Freeza, who currently had him in an outer space training session.

"You've Got Mail!" The general repeated, handing another man his mail. "You've got mail!" He said yet again, handing Nappa his mail. The general paused for a moment, "Good-Bye!" He said it a robotic tune, then slowly left the room, walking backward.

Number Three!:

"You got mail." He said, grinning slightly, and handing Vegeta the small disk. Vegeta cocked an eyebrow. He never got any mail. When he was 8 years old, his father left him in the care of Freeza, who currently had him in an outer space training session.

Tears began to prick at Vegeta eyes, before they overflowed like a river

"Daddy!!" He called out, reaching for the air, the longing for his family flooding his system. "Why couldn't you love me? WHY!?"…

Vegeta's Lesson:

An Act Only Works On An Audience