I have played with the plot of Dragonball Z in order to fit the story (but not to much I think). I hope everybody enjoys it. Remember Read and Review.

Vegeta: Green

Chapter Two: Freiza

I was five years old when my entire race was destroyed by one man. No… not a man, but a monster. His name was Freiza and he threw my dead father's body in front of my face to scare me into obeying him. I still remember it to this day.

"Well, my little Sayian prince will you obey me, or will I have to go down to the cells and bring up your mother and blast her head off, as you watch."

Vegeta kneels before his dead father. His stare does not seem to be at his dead father, but beyond it. My mother was all that I had left and I refused to lose her. Even if it turned my stomach to pledge my allegiance to that fiend. "I am your servent."

Freiza steps out of his floating pod. "I want you to say I, Vegeta, the prince of all the monkeys, declare my undying loyalty to the humble lord Freiza."

"I, Vegeta, the prince of all Sayians…"

"Noooo, prince of all the monkeys."

"Vegeta, the prince of all monkeys, declare my undying loyalty to the humble lord Freiza."

Zarbon, Dodoria, and Freiza all laugh at the little boy. Dodoria walks up to the young Sayian, "Look at him cower. Can you believe that we once used these pathetic weaklings to do our bidding." Dodoria kicks Vegeta in the stomach repeatedly. Then as he makes another kick, his leg is grabbed by the Sayian prince.

"Kick me again, and I'll kill you!"

Dodoria grits his teeth, "How dare you talk to me like that you dirty little Sayian." Dodoria holds his hand flat charging up for an energy blast when a small white hand stops him.

"Enough Dodoria," says Freiza, "I want him alive. He could prove to be useful in the coming years. Come you two, we have more important situations at hand." The three titans leave the young Sayian to wallow in pain. After this I went to the comfort of my mother. The only Sayian woman to be left alive. My head lied in her lap as she stroked my hair. She was the only person in the universe that I showed emotions, beside anger, towards.

"You did the right thing, my son," says Vegeta's mother.

"But what will we do now mother. We are slaves to this… monster," replies Vegeta.

"We will stay in his service until the time is right… for his execution."

"Who will defeat him. All of the Sayians are dead except for Raditz, Nappa, you, and I."

My mother softly pushed me up and grabbed me by the shoulders. She starred into my face with the uttermost confidence and stated, "You will, my son." Fear washed over me. At the time I had not the ability to sense power levels, but I still knew that Frieza had power that I couldn't even dream of having. At least in my normal state of being.

"But how, I don't have the power."

It is at this time that I learned of the story that would rule my life. That would take me down the road that I would forever follow.

"Have I ever told you the legend of the Super Sayian?"

"No," Vegeta replies to her, "Tell me."

"Thousands of years ago. A Sayian warrior was fighting in the great war against the Truffles. In a battle on another planet one Sayian warrior was left against an entire army of Truffle soldiers. Luckily for him the full moon had emerged and he began to transform into the great Oozaru. He looked down among the dead to see his comrades shoot, tortured, and burned. His anger, due to the loss of his comrades, caused him to transform. His hair shined gold and his power increased a thousand fold. He then blew the Truffle army away in an instant. It is due to his transformation that the Sayians won the war."

"What happened to him?"

"His own strength was his downfall. He became so enraged that he destroyed the planet and the very air that he needed to breathe. You see at this time Sayians had not developed the ability to survive in space, so when the planet was destroyed, he went with it. For thousands of years many have tried, but all have failed in transforming into the legend. But I know that you, my son, will be the next Super Sayian."

My eyes glossed over at the thought of becoming the strongest in the universe. I would return everyday to my mother's cell to ask her to retell the story of the Super Sayian. She would happily oblige. Adding and subtracting to the plot, but the theme for me stayed the same. If I had any hope of defeating Frieza, I would have to become the Super Sayian. Weeks later another tragedy happened in my life.

Frieza grinds his boots into Vegeta's mother head. The monster laughs, "So, your mother has been telling you fairy tales to encourage you to kill me," says Freiza.

"No Master Frieza, she has done nothing of the sort," replies Vegeta.

"Are you calling me a liar."

"No, sire just… misinformed."

Frieza stops grinding his boot into the woman's face. "Maybe you are right, little Sayian." Frieza turns to walk away. Dodoria and Zarbon are stunned.

"Sir, you can't be serious," says Zarbon.

Vegeta runs to his mother and cradles her head in his arms. For a moment I let myself believe that somewhere inside, the monster had a heart. I was wrong.

Freiza quickly turns and fires a small energy beam from his fingers piercing the heart of Vegeta's mother. She coughs up blood.

Vegeta screams, "Mother! No, hold on, you can survive this. You're Sayian."

Vegeta's mother pulls her son down to her so that she can whisper to him. "Remember… remember the Super Sayian."

That was the last words my mother said to me. Not that she loved me. Not to tell me that she would always be by my side. But to tell me to remember the legend. It was that day that I refused to show any other emotion than anger to anyone, also I made a promise. From that time on I would endure the most horrible torture from that monster. I would take on the most dangerous missions. I would bring myself to the brick of death and back… to become stronger so that Frieza would die by a Sayain's hand. But in the end you took that away from me didn't you Kakorot. Not only did you kill Frieza, but you were the first in a thousand years to become a Super Sayian. A low level piece of trash had stolen my revenge, but the humiliation didn't stop there did it.