A short, 16-year-old Vegeta stepped out of his slightly beaten pod and began to stretch. He had been in a hibernative state in his pod for six months travelling to a planet called. Eth? Arth? Something like that Vegeta couldn't remember the name of the planet and didn't really care because when he became ruler of the insubstantial planet the name would be changed to planet Vegeta#2 or something like that. He had yet to figure out a name for the planet he would soon dominate.

Vegeta was the prince of the supreme planet Vegeta and the Saiyans. Named after his planet and father, Vegeta was what some people would call the perfect Saiyan. He could easily defeat any and all of those who oppose and challenge him. He enjoyed any form of violence, war, assassination (not that he didn't want his victims to know their killer), sparring, but his favorite would have to be hunting.

Vegeta stepped out of the pod and after stretching a bit he turned on his scouter as he began to walk. He was searching for the strongest power level on the planet, his scouter showed the strongest was at a very low 95.

"Figures, this planet will be too easy to take." said Vegeta with a smug look on his face.

He looked around at what would become his second home and territory. He thought back to the conversation he had with his father six months ago.

*Bang Bang* "What!? I do not wish to be disturbed!" yelled Vegeta angrily, he was in the middle of training, he had been since early this morning and he hated being interrupted.

"It's me, Nappa." said a voice from the other side of the chamber door.

Vegeta had known Nappa for as long as he could remember, he was to be his top associate or right-hand man, but in no way, unless he preferred it, his friend. Nappa was larger than Vegeta and was about six years older than him, but Vegeta was far stronger despite the age difference. In the Saiyan culture one is not judged my size or age, but by strength. And Vegeta was the definition of strong.

"Enter." said Vegeta, Nappa entered and closed the metal door behind him.

"What do you want?" said Vegeta as he began a series of kicks and punches.

"Your father summons you." said Nappa as he watched in awe as Vegeta continued his motions. Vegeta halted and stood there for a second.

"Did he say what he wanted?" asked Vegeta.

"No, he only requested I fetch you for him." said Nappa.

"Heh, that,s all you're really good for isn't it Nappa, fetching like the lapdog you are." said Vegeta with arrogance as he exited the chamber.

He began walking down a long hallway with high ceilings, the walls were painted a reddish-orange while the trim was an off-white. The walls had no windows, but a few paintings of warriors of their history or royalty would be seen every 10 or so meters. Vegeta began to ponder what his father could want that was so important it had to interrupt his daily training.

'Does it have to do with my behavior?' thought Vegeta as he made a left down another long hallway.

'No, no I have been conducting myself as a true prince of Saiyans should.'

Vegeta wondered what was up; the last time his father summoned him to the throne room was when his father decided it was time for 'the talk'. Vegeta shuddered as he remembered the way his father explained, in detail, how he came to be.

Finally Vegeta reached the throne room; he entered through two large, heavy wood doors into a large throne room fit for any king of Sayians. The young Prince walked along a runner with confidence pouring off of him, his shoulders back, back straight, stern face forward, he was the envy of every Sayain minus his father of course.

Vegeta eventually reached his father's elevated throne,

"Father, you summoned me?" said Vegeta.

"Yes, I have something important to speak to you about." said King Vegeta.

"It is time for you to leave." said King Vegeta, his tone flat.

Perplexed, Vegeta took a moment before saying "Father I-I don't think I understand."

"What? Oh, what I mean is, it is time for you to venture out and claim planet of your own. You will be leaving for Earth in 20 minutes, your pod is being prepared for departure." said King Vegeta very seriously.

"But I was in the middle of training, I thought it was expected that a Saiyan prince train whenever there was free time on his hands." said Vegeta trying to reason with his father, Vegeta didn't really want to go.

"Well as of now you have no free time do you? You are to learn their weaknesses. Ask no more irrelevant questions, leave my presence and prepare for departure." said King Vegeta

Vegeta sighed as he began to fly towards a more populated area with these humans his father spoke of. Apparently they were extremely weak creatures that happened to look a lot like the Saiyan race, but they're hair color differed greatly and developed no tails in the womb. He never had much interest in different species and such.

Vegeta landed a few feet away from something called a school; it seemed to be an education system for the humans.

'Maybe I could learn of their weaknesses.' thought Vegeta with an evil look in his eyes.

Vegeta snuck in and was out in a matter of seconds holding a few enrollment forms

'Yes, all their weaknesses.' thought Vegeta as he filled out the paperwork.

Soon after that he would retire for the night and prepare for the next day.

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I know near the end Vegeta seems a little I don't know, idiotic? With the "learning their weaknesses by going to school with them" thing but this is my very first fanfic and this is the best I could come up with so far. Thanks for reading :D. Tell me in the reviews if you want more and if I made any mistakes.