Author's Note: This is my first FanFic but I put all my love in it! Please be gentle, english is not my native language, although I speak it quite fluently! Tell me what you think, I am open for any form of criticism! And just if you are wondering; In my story Raditz and Turles are brothers and Vegeta is tall! Have fun! :)
Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ.
Summary: A few Saiyan warriors have been sent to earth to purge the planet. After an accident, the space ship crashes and the Saiyan prince gets lost on this unfamiliar planet. Severely injured he finds himself near a city called 'Satan City' and surprisingly he is awaited. The young scientist Bulma Briefs puts herself in great danger when she decides to try to help him. She gives him a home and teaches him about human culture. But little does she know that the prince has a dark secret and that he is torn in a battle between pride and pleasure. Was the path each of them chose the right one or their route to death?
Towards Tomorrow
Chapter I - The Promised Land
Character is like a tree and reputation like its shadow.
The shadow is what we think of it;
The tree is the real thing.
- Abraham Lincoln
It was dawn and the dim light of the morning sun tinted the world in soft reddish colors. Everything seemed peaceful. Best conditions to capture a new planet.
Today was the day the Saiyans have been awaiting since they first encountered the new planet that was about to be claimed as their own. A few of the strongest warriors have been chosen to spy on the inhabitants on that mentioned planet, to learn their weaknesses and to gather information about how to best eliminate them without other planets to notice. It was the Saiyans delicacy to purge planets quietly, so that other planets weren't warned. It took sometimes years until other cultures perceived the information that a planet has been purged.
The Saiyans were a proud nation, strong and consisting of disciplined warriors, ready to give their lives for their king and queen instantly. And it was such days that the normally calmed facial features of the Saiyan men and women beamed with glory and happiness.
In front of their shiny new space ship with its peak reaching high into the sky, stood four young men ready to enter the new world, hailed by a great crowd of hundreds of people gathering around them.
There was Nappa, a quite tall, boofy first class warrior in his dark blue armor, disclaiming to wear something underneath but undergarments.
On his left stood a similar dressed, very muscular but less boofy man with spiky black hair reaching in every direction. His name was Turles and he was a serious, quiet but capricious warrior. He wasn't the nicest companion but he was reliable and strong.
His brother, Raditz, was very alike, except that he was very arrogant and kinky in attendance of women and lost his temper quite fast.
The last one was of royal blood. His features were less harsh and there was a certain warmth in his eyes. He was the prince of Vegeta-sei, home of the Saiyans. His name was Tarble and he was considered to be a weakling, because of his lack of height and muscles. That was the reason he was attending this journey. His father, king Vegeta, couldn't bear his son's reputation and thought it was time to do something against the rumors.
Approaching through the crowd, that parted in front of him and regathered when he passed by, was the king's heir, an arrogant and self-confident young man. In contrary of his younger brother, the first born prince was considered the strongest warrior of Vegeta-Sei. He was called after his father that was called after his father and so on as a long tradition.
Women sighed in delight, when prince Vegeta was passing by, stunned by his whole appearence. His black hair was standing up like a flame around his face, against gravity, matching his dark onyx eyes. The blue spandex flattered his traines body and the white and golden armor made him look like a devine creature of the heavens. But it wasn't only the muscles and the face, it was his strong and proud attitude that attracted the women's intrests. But he wouldn't even waste a second to only administer their admiration.
„Vegeta, you're late", said his younger brother pointing to the clock on the palace tower.
„Hn" was everything he responded, while entering the spaceship. He wasn't a man of many words.
The crowd cheered one last time, not wishing them luck of course, they wouldn't need it, but wishing them a lot of fun for the killing.
Raditz, Turles, Nappa and Tarble waved at them in delight. They loved the attention they received.
„Let's get going then", said Raditz after a few moments and turned to follow his prince into the ship. The others walking close after him. The engines started and smoke appeared, forcing the people to stand back a little more. The space ship's tires vanished inside of it, causing it to take off, shooting upright into space.
Inside, the five warriors gathered at the living wing of the ship, not in the mood to train yet.
„How long will it take for us to arrive on that planet?", Tarble asked in his quiet voice. He sat down in the room that was designed to be the kitchen, appearing stressed.
Nappa threw himself on a near by chair, leaning casually against the wall, his feet on the white kitchen table.
„I'd say three days if there won't be any incidents", he answered.
Tarble nodded absently, deep in thought. He didn't like the fact, that they were approaching a planet, killing all its inhabitants. He thought of them as good and decent people, for he never heard any diffrent of their race. But what could he do? He had to participate, otherwise he would be banned from Vegeta-Sei, being a shame and a sad excuse for a prince, he was sure about it. He knew, that he would never be any close to Vegeta, but he hoped that with this mission his reputation would get better and would make his father proud of him. He had no other chance, otherwise he would never be fully accepted and probably never find a nice mate. What woman would want a man like him? He hasn't got the looks, neither the strength or attitude. He knew, that Vegeta hasn't got a problem like this. Every Woman on Vegeta-Sei would gladly accept his proposal. But to be fully honest, he had different problems.
„What is the planet called again, Vegeta?", he asked his firm brother, who was standing on the large window looking at the wide space in front of them. He turned at his brother's question. Tightening his white gloves he was about to leave the room to continue training, hesitating in the dooway.
„Earth", he said in a cold voice.
