Warning: Sequel to 'Battle of the Empires'. Rated 'M' for a reason.

Battle of the Minds

By: Rise of the Blossom

Chapter 1 – New Generation

"I want you both to be careful, okay?" Bulma said softly as she hugged her children goodbye.

Her two children, Trunks and Bra, were going on a mission along with their teammates, Pan, Goten and Retasu, to a faraway planet called Spelpicarn. The Saiyans had been contacted by the King of Spelpicarn because his daughter, the princess, was in danger. The Saiyans and Humans were protectors of the empire that their Kings had built over the many generations and since they were the leaders of over half of the universe, it was their duty to protect all of the planets in their empire.

"Stop coddling the brats, woman. They are warriors not weaklings!" Vegeta's loud voice filled the docking stations as he scowled at his mate.

"They are still my children, Vegeta. I can't help but worry! No matter how powerful one may be there will always be someone who is even more powerful," Bulma retorted as she narrowed her eyes at her husband. "You of all people should know that by now."

By now, Bra had gotten used to the fact her mother went slightly over the top when they were sent on missions. She understood her reasons, for they were only half Saiyans, but that didn't make them weak. In fact, they were a hundred times stronger than the pure blooded Saiyan elites! But she also knew that her mother was right: you just never know who you might run into.

"I doubt it. Saiyans are the most powerful-"

"Most powerful race in the universe, blah, blah, blah. Yeah, so you've said about a thousand times, but don't forget they are half human, too, so they're a little more fragile than you think. Even if they do have my genetics, not all humans are warriors."

"Can you guys stop arguing for two minutes?" Bra laughed sheepishly. "I mean, come on, we're leaving for God knows how long and in our last moments on the planet you are both at each other's throats!"

"Your highnesses, the ship is packed and ready to go," a servant woman said as she bowed in front of the royal family.

"Thank you, Clayana, we will board the ship in a few minutes." Trunks smiled. Much to his father's distaste, Trunks showed respect to the lower classes and servants, much like his mother did.

Bulma finally let go of her children and took a step back. "Gosh you both look so… weird in those uniforms. I hope I didn't look that weird when I was your age."

Bra and Trunks looked down at their armour self-consciously and the former couldn't help but wonder what was wrong with it. Surely her mother couldn't honestly prefer her short shorts and low cut tank tops instead? They all knew that Vegeta didn't and at least these items of clothing protected her; she should know that too since they were Bulma's designs.

Their mother, Queen of the Saiyan and Human Empire, was an extremely – if not downright scarily – intelligent woman. She could literally turn anything she wanted into something useful, no matter what it was. She had taken the old Saiyan armour and made it pretty much indestructible. Bulma was now crowned the Queen of the planet Earth and Vegeta-sei, which also included the Saiyan and Human Empire. She was also the one of the strongest warriors in their empire.

"Gee, thanks mom." Bra rolled her eyes as she placed her scouter on.

"Just be careful, okay? And make sure Pan doesn't get into trouble like last time," Bulma said sternly.

On the group's last mission, Pan lost her temper and completely blew their cover, turning their mission of simply finding and picking up an important charge and making it a battle of survival. A battle they would have lost had it not been for Trunks and Goten.

"We will." Bra nodded. "So how long are we going to be gone for, anyway?" she asked, turning towards her father.

"It will take two weeks to get there, once you arrive on the planet, take the king's daughter and bring her here. You should be gone just over a month."

Vegeta inwardly sighed. He hated being separated from his daughter. Even though she was sixteen, he still considered her to be his little girl. Although he would never admit that to anyone, he despised the thought of any harm coming to her and he hated it when she was gone for too long. Of course he wouldn't admit something like that to anyone. He was the King of the Saiyan and Human Empire! He was feared all across the universe. If somebody knew of such a weakness, it would be used against him.

"I thought the planet was on the other side of the empire?" Trunks asked.

"It is, but I updated the ships recently so it would only take half of the time," Bulma said proudly. "Anyway, you two better go. It looks like Retasu is a little impatient."

Trunks and Bulma turned in unison to see the tall Saiyan stood at the top of the ramp with his arms crossed and a scowl on his face, "I think you're right." Bra giggled. "Well I guess we'll see you both in a month's time then!"

She hugged her mother and father goodbye, even though her father tried to get out of the hug. Bra knew by now that it was just because he wasn't sure how to react to open shows of affection, but deep, deep, deep down she knew for a fact that he loved the attention really.

The siblings walked towards the ship in silence and boarded it without looking back at their parents. The sooner they completed their mission, the sooner they could return to their home planet.

As Bulma watched her children walk onto the ship, she got a strange feeling in her stomach; it was almost like menstruation cramps – only worse. She pushed the pain to the back of her mind and tried her best to keep a straight face as she watched their ship take off into the darkness of space. Vegeta could sense the woman's pain through their mental bond but also like her, he chose to just class it as menstruation cramps.

"Come on, woman," Vegeta said after a few moments of silence.

Bulma looked up at her husband as she took his arm and accompanied him to his throne room.

"Pan?"

"What is it, Bra?" the younger Saiyan asked as she put down one of the magazines that had been sent from Earth.

Bra sat up straight on her bed and looked at her best friend. "Do you ever think about boys?"

"What? Do you mean like, sex and stuff?"

"No! I mean like dates." Bra laughed as she threw a fluffy royal blue pillow at her friend. She was surprised at how casually she spoke about sex. "Anyway, how do you know about sex? You're like what… twelve, thirteen?"

Pan rolled her eyes. She got that a lot. "Fifteen in two months and like age has anything to do with it! I heard that Yasai was having sex with Ringo."

"Aren't they third classes?" When she saw Pan nod, Bra shook her head with disbelief. "Wow, are you being serious? Yasai is only thirteen! She's still a little kid." Bra turned her nose up in disgust at the thought.

"Yeah, apparently their getting married, too." Pan suddenly sighed. "Do you think we'll ever find our mates?"

"What's that supposed to mean?" Bra snapped. "We're still considered kids on Earth."

"Yeah, but that's Earth. On Vegeta-sei we're young adults or something. Technically, we're mature enough to find our mates once we turn fourteen. I heard my grandma lecturing my dad about it and I don't think he liked the idea of me finding my mate." Pan giggled at the memory of her dad's overreaction.

"Well, I don't want to settle down just yet. I mean, come on! Our lives have only just begun. We should be living not becoming wives and mothers," Bra said in disgust.

Bra hated it when Pan would start talking about finding their mates, though technically, she'd been the one to start the conversation. She knew her best friend had a thing for her brother, Trunks, even if she wouldn't admit it. One time Bra questioned the younger Saiyan about it and her face turned beetroot red and she started stuttering some crap about only being from a third class family and that they could never be together. That was another thing Bra hated: the ranks and classes.

There was a knock on Bra's bedroom door just as she got up. She knew who it was already because she could sense him but last time they were on the ship she threw a tantrum because Retasu had walked in when she was getting changed. She had never been so angry. It's not that she was embarrassed by her body, no, she knew she was hot because she was almost an exact copy of her mother, if not more beautiful. It was the fact that her privacy had been invaded and he could have walked in on anything.

"You can come in, Retasu." Bra sighed as she sat back down on her bed.

Retasu slowly entered Bra's room and when he decided it was safe, he walked towards the two females. Retasu was eighteen and was known for being a player just like his father had been before he finally found his mate. He was one of three sons of Raditz and Samu and was basically a double of his father from the long hair right down to the height and facial expressions. However, Retasu tied his hair up in a low, loose ponytail so that it didn't get in the way on missions. Also, his hair was dull brown, not black.

"Are you two coming to watch a movie with us?" he asked the two girls.

"What are you guys watching?"

"Uh, I think it's called Saw 3," he replied with an unsure expression.

Bra and Pan exchanged glances and looked up at Retasu and nodded. "Sure, why not, I'm in the mood for a gory film." Bra shrugged.

The girls followed Retasu into the home cinema room and sat down in the middle of the large black sofa. Due to there being royalty on the ship, they were allowed to have a home cinema along with a games room on the ship so their travelling would fly by, even though their father would say that they should be training the entire trip so they would be prepared.

"So where's Trunks and Goten?" Bra asked when she noticed they were the only ones in the room.

"Right here. You can't watch a movie without popcorn!" Goten laughed as he entered the room with Trunks following behind him. They both had their arms full of drinks and snacks.

Goten sat in between Bra and Trunks and Retasu sat next to Pan. They had all been quite good friends since they were children but it wasn't until they were placed into the same squadron that they all become best friends. Trunks and Goten had been friends since birth; some even say they were like brothers because they did everything together. They even found a technique where they could fuse their bodies together, but one time they did the routine wrong and turned into a massive, loud mouthed brat. However, when they did it right, even Vegeta had to admit that they looked pretty awesome, but Bra knew that he only liked Gotenks because he shared the same rebellious attitude as him.

"True, so who's putting it on?" Pan asked as she noticed the screen was still off.

Retasu sighed as he got up and put the disc into the DVD player and hit play.

Throughout the entire movie the group of Saiyans laughed at the over use of blood and the unrealistic-ness of the victim's injuries. Don't get them wrong, they hated causing pain to people who didn't deserve or ask for it but when they watched horror movies, they couldn't help but laugh at the fake blood. Half of the time they went way over the top and squirted it out about ten feet and the other half they made it bright red so that it looked more like ketchup than blood.

As the credits filled the screen, Bra stretched and stood up. "Wow that movie sucks!"

"Yeah, I know what you mean. It just looked so fake!" Goten said as finished off the last of his coke.

Pan stood up and walked towards the door. "Well, guys, I'm tired so I'll see you all in the morning."

"Night," they all said in unison.

Bra stretched once more and walked over towards the door. "I'm off for a shower and this time, no one come in unless I say so. Got it, Retasu?"

Retasu blushed as he glared at the princess. "I didn't-"

"Yeah, yeah don't act like you didn't like what you saw." She winked.

Trunks wrinkled his nose in disgust. "Bra! Do you have to?"

"What? I'm only messing with him! Geez, Trunks, you're as bad as Dad," Bra groaned as she left the room.

As soon as she shut her bedroom door, she stripped down and walked over to her bathroom and looked at herself in the mirror.

Much to her family's distaste, this was something she had done once a week since she turned eight. Although she knew she had a body a lot of women would kill for, she still felt as though she had to weigh herself and look for any changes. Like every other girl her age, she had body issues. She had things she wanted to change, things she hated and things she loved. She was comfortable in her body but at the same time she wasn't. She loved how she could capture everyone's attention when she entered a room but at the same time, she hated it.

Her mother had told her that it was all a part of growing up, even though Bra's body had matured a lot earlier than her mother's had. Bra started growing breasts and her body started taking it's womanly shape when she turned eleven and her mother's didn't start until she turned fifteen, but they just classed it as her being half Saiyan. Her father had said most pure blood Saiyan girls' bodies matured at the age of eleven and from then on they stayed the same. It was an understatement to say that he wasn't too happy with the fact his only daughter now looked like a younger version of his wife and that she had long lines of boys and men who wished to court her to become her mate/husband.

"Men." Bra shook her head as she finished her check-up and got into the shower.

A/N - I know this may be starting out a little slow, but that will just be this chapter and the next, I think. Bear with me on the errors, I don't have Word on this laptop, only KingSoft or whatever the hell it's called.

Also, I might not update this one as often as I will Better In Time because this is actually a lot harder to write. It's also going to be a lot darker than Battle of the Empires, which is why it is rated 'M'.

HOPE YOU ENJOYED AND DON'T FORGET TO REVIEW! :-)

Edited: 02/11/16