Hey Guys! So in case you noticed, I switched chapters 1 and 2...it made better sense to do start off the other way.
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ or Sailor Moon. They're owned by Akira Toriyama and Naoko Takeuchi respectively. I own a comfy couch though! :D
Chapter 2
The little girl held on to the woman's hand not because she wished for the security and comfort but because the woman wouldn't let go of her. Telluce's arrival to the capital of Planet Vegeta had been a long and tiring journey and she wanted nothing more than to eat something and rest. But the woman had other plans, apparently. Telluce had whined about needing to at least eat something but had been dragged away from her guards towards an unknown destination.
"Wait here," the woman instructed after what felt an eternity of walking. Telluce nodded in agreement, slightly afraid of the woman and her stern black eyes. The two Saiyans on either side of the entrance opened the door for her and immediately shut it after the woman had entered. Inside the Throne Room she found her husband, three of his Elite soldiers and her son going over a map on the screen. "Husband, we need to talk."
"Not now, woman," the king grunted as he explored a tactic with his men. "Can't you see I'm busy?"
The woman frowned before going to the console and with a swift hand motion turned the screen off. "You, you, and you. Leave! Now!" She pointed her finger to the three Saiyans her husband was speaking to, her scarred face showed no room to argue. With an apologetic glance at the King, the three Saiyans exited the throne room leaving the door accidentally ajar. Telluce smirked a little; this gave her an insight of what was going on beyond the door.
"What do you want now, woman?" The king sighed as he settled on his throne, arms across his chest. Queen Cress sighed as she strolled across the room, running her fingers through her son's hair on the way up the dais.
"We have a guest."
The king groaned, annoyed. "Did you come here, told my men to get out, just to tell me that we have a guest?"
"The Guardian is here."
"The Guardian?" Both King and Prince asked at the same time. While her husband knew who the Guardian was and what she entailed, Cress realized that her son did not.
"The Guardian, Vegeta," she looked at her son, the carbon copy of her husband, "Is said to be created by gods and goddesses and has powers that it's exclusively only to her. She was sent here by her mother, however the reasons behind it, I do not know. I'm sure her guards will inform me of that later when I talk to them."
"To the point, woman."
"Husband, don't you see the great opportunity we have here?"
The king rose an eyebrow, unsure what his mate meant.
"With the Guardian here, we can shape her to fight for our cause against Frieza and imagine," a small smirk crept up her lips as she looked at her son. "In a few years, Vegeta will come of age and will have to choose a mate. What better candidate than the Guardian herself. Imagine their offsprings, Husband."
The king slowly nodded as he stole a glance at his son. Vegeta was young still and had many years ahead of him before the thought of choosing a mate came across his mind. His wife, however, made a point. While he had a strategy against Freiza that could lead him into victory, the king knew that nothing was set in stone. He was quite sure, however, that if he couldn't defeat Frieza and free his people from his tyrannical grasp, his son would.
He was a strong child and with his expertise in fighting and his wife's cunning ways, his son Vegeta had the potential to become the first Super Saiyan after a thousand years. And the idea of having descendants being stronger than any warrior he had seen…now he understood the Cress's idea.
"Where is she?"
Queen Cress pointed at the door and Telluce wanted nothing more than to run away screaming for her guard. Not that they could help much in this situation but she figured their presence would help Telluce calm her nerves "Girl, I know you can see me," the Queen snapped, apparently she was not a very patient woman. "Come in here so the King can meet you."
She exhaled as she tried to calm her nerves before walking into the throne room. With time and practice, she had mastered the same face her mother would wear whenever Frieza would randomly drop by for a supposed friendly visit. Telluce's face was calm, cool, and collected, but her tail did nothing but twitch behind her; a betrayal of how she really felt. With great pride, and hidden terror, she stood in front of the royal family and gave a deep courtsy.
"How old are you, girl?"
"Four." She couldn't dare say anything else but was glad that she didn't stammer. The king grunted a response as he stood from his throne, arms remaining across his chest. He walked a couple of circles around Telluce, probably scrutinizing everything about her.
"You're small to be the Guardian," he said, finally, after a few minutes of silence.
"I-I-I'm sorry."
"So tell me girl, why are you here?"
Telluce remembered her vision. It was full of destruction and death but she also remembered her mother's words: don't reveal your true motive. It was true that Saiyans didn't believe in nothing else but strength and power, so it was easy for Telluce to come up with a simple lie that the royal family would believe. "Mother wished for me to come to the capital in order to be trained by the best, your majesty."
The king grunted, "Your father died, didn't he, girl?"
Telluce nodded, wishing they would stop calling her 'girl' and use her proper title or name. She would settle with name at least.
"Strong man, Yakobo," the king acknowledge. Truth was Telluce only had a few memories of the man who had fathered her. He had always been away, fighting, and conquering planets for King Vegeta while her mother had stayed at home and become part of the Saiyan Military. Those were the ones that protected the planet from incoming invaders. Not that anyone would even think or dare to step foot in Planet Vegeta unless they had permission not only from King Vegeta but also Frieza.
"So your mother sent you here to train with the best, then?" The king smirked, visualizing the girl and her apparent power. He could taste victory against that tyrannical alien already. "Smart woman, your old friend Caprice," King Vegeta told his Queen.
"Nappa!" One of the large men that had been guarding the door came into the room and stood firmly waiting for his instructions. "Take…err…what's your name girl?"
"Te-Telluce," she whispered.
"Take Telluce to one of the guest rooms. As for Vegeta," the king looked at his son, one eyebrow raised as he judged his son. Because of her conversation with the king had been too intense, Telluce saw, for the first time, the stern looking boy sitting in his own small throne. Even though she had never met in person, Telluce had seen his face a few times in her visions. She shuddered at the image and quickly locked it away.
"I saw his awful technique while we sparred this morning," the King continued. "So I believe he needs a few extra lessons. Take him out to a fight session with Captain Tomo; maybe receiving a pounding from the Captain will teach my son to be a better fighter."
"Yes sir. Come now, both of you. We don't have all day."
Telluce fell behind the prince and the large man named Nappa. Even though she couldn't see them, she could feel the cold stares from the royal couple. She sighed deeply as she thought about home. This place was too…constricted for her taste. Telluce needed the open sky or the mountains not a place full of technology and no windows. Most importantly, she felt lonely; perhaps her guard will join her at the guest room she was apparently getting.
"So why are you here, girl?" The prince asked as he fell back with her. He had his tail tucked around his waist and arms crossed; he gave her a sideways glance as they walked. Telluce had to admit, she really hated being called 'girl' as if she were a damn peasant. She was the Guardian of this planet, not a commoner. Shouldn't she be treated a bit better? Before she could stop herself, Telluce stuck out her tongue.
The prince stopped dead for a heartbeat, not believing what had happened. No one in their right minds would even dare do that to him! He darted past Telluce, wheeled right back around and faced her. "Do you not realize who I am?" He asked as he crossed his arms and gave her a look full of contempt.
"Prince of all the rude people," she said before she could stop herself. Telluce knew very well she shouldn't have insulted son of her hosts, but she couldn't help herself. This boy, who was about a year or so older than her, was rubbing her the wrong way.
His growl was dwarfed by what appeared to be Nappa either laughing or having a coughing fit, Telluce was unsure. "I'm the Prince of all Saiyans! Which includes you!" He pointed a finger at her.
She wrinkled her nose at him. He did have a point but that didn't mean she had to like it. Telluce also wanted to say that she was a Guardian and that she was as equally as important as him. when it came to the pecking order in the planet. However, she had been also been taught to choose her fights and this one was one she needed to concede. Telluce gave the prince a quick curtsy and apologized, swallowing her pride down with every word
She noticed a subtle change in his face that resembled something of shock before going back to his usual look of contempt. The Prince decided that she wasn't worth the fight and scowled at her before catching up with Nappa once again. Telluce sighed, unsure how she was going to continue living here.
As she was dropped off at her new chambers, Telluce wondered if there was any food waiting for her at the other side. That would make her new life in the capital a bit better. Food always made things better, she mused as she opened the door.
The young Guardian was in a stealth ship with her guard and Roth, a fox like creature she had kept as a pet after a planet's purge. She couldn't help the tears that were rolling down her cheeks as she saw her home explode. Her lips quivered as she thought of her mother and everyone that was left in the planet.
She had tried to get as many people off the planet but knew that the majority they hadn't listened to her. Her worst visions had come true. Frieza had won. Planet Vegeta was no more and everyone she cared about, even the arrogant prince, was dead.
She tightened the grip on her staff; the crystal at the top was slowly losing its glow.
She was the guardian of nothing now.
Telluce bolted upright, breathing hard, and scanning her surroundings. A sigh escaped her lips realizing where she was before laying back on her pillow. It had been just a dream; a long, distant memory that only came to haunt her once in a while in her sleep. She groaned as she looked at the time; it wasn't even seven in the morning and she was wide awake.
She got out of bed and slowly stumbled into the bathroom. The image greeting her in the mirror would've been very a shameful one back in the Saiyan court. Despite coming from a warrior race that prided itself for its strong warriors, there were times were it was shameful to look like a damn third rate commoner. Her hair was tangled enough that it could house a few birds and she had bags under her eyes. The long nights getting ready for the upcoming weeks were taking their toll.
It was December and the Council meeting was just around the corner along with the Christmas Ball, and the Lunar New Year the following week after the ball. All the Planetary Guardians were due to arrive this evening at the Moon Palace making Telluce feel both giddy and apprehensive about that situation. The last time she had seen her adoptive parents had been during the summer when she had visited Neptune to get away from the monotony of life on the Moon. There had been a huge argument about her involvement in the Council Meetings that ended with Telluce storming out after shouting a few words she knew she needed to apologize for this evening.
It wasn't that Haruka and Michiru or the other Sailor Guardians didn't want her in the meeting. It was more of the fact that she had no reason to be there. Because she had no planet to represent, the usual talk of politics, inter planetary affairs, and laws didn't affect her. Telluce understood the reasons why but she still couldn't help feel a bit left out year after year.
She had been a part of their team for a centennial. Telluce had seen the fall of Earthean civilization to the world-wide freeze and the rise of Sailor Moon as Neo Queen Serenity. Yet she couldn't sit in the Council Meetings because her planet was not within this Solar system. It also didn't help that her planet didn't exists any more.
That was the thing about life in this Galaxy: she didn't have a place to call home unlike the other Guardians. She had been in this Universe for over a hundred years and despite having a place of her own just outside the Moon Palace there were times she felt like she was just a visitor.
As she continued getting ready for her day, her thoughts slipped away to that stern looking boy and her blood began to boil with anger.
"I hope you're rotting in hell, Vegeta," she muttered as she braided her hair, her fingers furiously working down her hair.
Half an hour later, Telluce was walking out of her house wearing a butterfly style coat on top of a long sleeve top, leggings and boots. Winter season had easily become her favorite season since her arrival to this Galaxy; it also made it a lot easy to hide her tail from onlookers.
Instead of training per usual, Telluce had chosen to relax and head to the grocery shop to get food for her guests that evening. Even though they would be housed in the Winter Moon Palace for the next month, Haruka and Michiru had always made it a point to come visit their ward for at least one night before the meeting and celebrations. Not that Telluce minded, in fact, she missed them dearly every day but she could only stand so much of their constant fussing. specially Michi's. The good thing was that Hotaru was coming with them so at least she would get half the fuss.
As she walked the semi-empty sidewalk, her thoughts kept shifting back to Vegeta. That bastard child had done nothing but ruin her life. She stopped and shook her head. No, her life hadn't been a complete ruin. It had taken her a long time to adjust to her new life in Earth, but Telluce and her guard had grown up with a somewhat happy childhood. She had been cared for by Haruka and Michiru, and most importantly she had finally learned, with the help with everyone, what it meant to be a Guardian.
But yet Vegeta had taken everything away from her that made her a Guardian. He had died when he should've led the other Saiyans into battle against Frieza. He died instead of meeting her at the docks where she was to help him rally everyone and win the fight…but no. He had broken his promise and hand gotten himself killed along with everyone left in the planet.
And because of that, she was now the Guardian of nothing but space rubble.
She paused outside the shop and stole a glance at the Palace and its inhabitants. The Queen and King had been nothing but kind to her. They had allowed her to live in the Moon without questions, had even asked her to help with the training of the Military forces, something she definitely enjoyed. After shopping, Telluce was planning on cleaning her home before her guests arrived that evening but the second she saw the delicious pastries on the window, she decided to visit Small Lady instead.
At least the Princess knew what it was like to be left out while everyone was shut away for hours.
Kibito Kai was pacing back and forth trying to make sense of what was happening. Three planets had exploded leaving no reason as to how or why. And there were at least three more planets with its inhabitants doing nothing but fighting. Just to assess the situation, the Supreme Kai had traveled to one of these planets only feel dark energy oozing from every nook and cranny; it was almost as if there was no goodness or hope left.
He had managed to get an audience with Whis afterwards only to be told that, no, Beerus had not been involved in destroying the three planets or influenced the others into wars for he was still taking a nap. This left both young and old Supreme Kais worried. If Beerus wasn't behind these attacks, then who was?
"What are you thinking, Sir?"
Old Kai stared at the crystal ball looking at all the debris where the planet Annel used to be. He had seen this type of destruction before with Majin Buu but at least they had known where the destruction had come from. Now, however, there was no villain he could see that had been responsible for these heinous acts.
"Are we definitely sure that Majin Buu isn't back?"
"Positive, sir," Kibito Kai responded.
"Hmm…" He sat on the grass, cross legged and eyes narrowing as if all of the sudden the answer would appear in the crystal ball. "This is the most peculiar."
"Peculiar indeed," someone said from behind Old Kai. Both Kais were surprised to see Whis approaching them with a huge smile planted on his face. With the sudden realization of who else would be with him, both Kais stood nervously in attention, waiting for the God of Destruction to casually stroll by.
"Don't worry," Whis said as he crouched down to take a closer look at the crystal ball, "He's not here." Whis had been to what was left of Annel personally after his audience with the young Kai. He had gone out of sheer curiosity but the residual energy left over from the explosion made him feel very uneasy about the whole situation. When Beerus destroyed a planet it was out of duty to his job and to keep the balance in the universe. The destruction of Annel, Moini and Alabasta had been done out of so much malice that he could feel the dark energy surrounding the debris.
"In all my life, and let me tell you, I've lived for a long time, I've only seen something like this once." Whis gripped his staff as he mentally narrowed it down to one culprit. All of the sudden the master to the God of Destruction felt afraid for their universe.
"Really?"
"Yes," Whis answered as he stood from his spot and walked away from the crystal ball. "But before I make any sort of accusations I must speak with someone first; someone who can verify something for me."
"Is there a reason, sir, why you came here?" The younger Supreme Kai asked. "I mean…you could've just gone instead of…" he trailed off; sure he was just digging himself into a big hole.
"I came to tell you that perhaps it's best to warn those Saiyans friends we have," Whis's expression darkened, making the Kais more nervous. "If we're dealing with the person I'm thinking, we're going to need the Saiyans to be in their best shape and strength. All of them," he emphasized as he remembered the young half-bloods he had met.
Kibito Kai nodded, agreeing to pay Goku and his friends a visit to let them know what was going on. Unsure, really, of what exactly he needed to tell them.
Bidding the two Kais farewell, Whis began his long journey towards Sagittarius Zero Star to speak with the only person who could explain of all the destruction and the bad energy he was feeling. "I hope you can make sense of this, Cosmos…" he muttered to himself, worried of what was to come if he was right..
