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A/N: I'm glad people took the time to read the first chapter. I know you want Kakarot to be stronger against Vegeta and Vegeta to have someone to combat with, to pull his big head out of the clouds, well patience patience patience. Everything is not what it seems. Just keep reading and let me know what you think.
Planet Lunayeska
In its entirety, it was four days removed since the people of Lunayeska lost their beloved king and prince to the hand of the planets rival attribute, the Saiya-jin's. In those two days, most have mourned the deaths of their own except for the Queen herself in all her glory, Queen Corsica. The servants and guards that protected her palace from intruders only watched as she gallantly paraded around the grounds looking as if no grief had stricken her. While most would consider her actions those equal to someone with the blackest of hearts, the queen took it as her right to keep her people motivated and destined to continue their fight against whom she called the monkeys.
Finding herself in her personal chamber, wearing a long flowing red nightgown, Queen Corsica gazed out her window at the night less sky, watching the many moons that graced the beauty of her home. Stars were vaguely relevant on her planet as the many locations of the moons shined with a light so bright it could awaken even the sleepiest of those who presided under it. Although most would take the opportunity to grasp a good night's rest and prepare for the early morning, Queen Corsica stared irritated at the grounds below.
"My plans have yet to come to reality and all because I sent weak blooded fools to do the real job of a true Lunayeska-jin. For this defiance of my patience those two will be severely punished!" she bellowed to herself.
A swift but gentle knock at her door broke her from her thoughts and brought an ever-lasting scowl to her face.
"Who dares to interrupt me at such hours!" she yelled to herself. "Enter!"
As the door to her chambers opened, she watched as one of her guards entered the room, previously positioned outside her door as a form of protection. Her scowl slowly faded but did not disappear, for her time was being invaded upon, her own kind's doing or not.
"My Queen…" the guard said as he placed his right hand over his heart and bowed his head in respect. "…the two men you have sent to earth have returned. They await you in your throne room"
Queen Corsica's scowl faded at this moment, the news breaking into her ears repeatedly.
"Do they have a child and of what age?" she asked.
"That information has not reached us, my queen"
Corsica could feel the anger start to seethe in her, her full attention now turned towards the man before her.
"Why is that!" she yelled.
"Forgive me my queen, they have just arrived. Would you like me to gather the proper information and deliver it to you personally?"
"No!" the queen yelled as she extended one foot in front of the other, taking slow striding steps towards the guard. "Take me to them at once!"
"Yes my queen" the guard said with a quick cunning bow. Turning on his feet, he pulled open the queen's door and allowed her to venture out first. Swiftly he proceeded after her, his assignment to deliver the queen to her destination his top priority.
Upon arriving inside the throne room, the Queen approached her chair, her eyes on the two men she cast away to earth but also on a female teenager who looked frightened yet vengeful. The queen couldn't place a finger on it but she was sure the young girl was already beginning to show defiance in her presence. An act she knew eventually she'd have to break. The girl looked fairly normal and resembled nothing short of the regular pathetic humans she had to eye every day of her reign.
"Have you forgotten where you are!" the queen bellowed as she glared at the two servants, watching them quickly lower themselves to one knee.
"We are sorry, my queen, please forgive us" they said in unison, their heads immediately lowered to the ground, their eyes focused on the mirrored image of the queen as she stood before her seat.
Setting upon her throne, Corsica frowned as she eyed each man individually.
"I am fed up with forgiving you for your lack of respect towards me! You both have also taken far too long to report back here which leads me to believe you were playing around with this important mission!"
She could see the fear emit from the two men, a sight she enjoyed to its fullest.
"No my queen, we have not been playing around. It just took us a little longer to…" one of the men started to explain.
"Do you dare to give me excuses!" the queen yelled as she rose from her seat, fire burning in her eyes at the continuous lack of disrespect.
"No my queen" the man said as he brought his head even lower to the floor, his body shaking with immense fear.
"Guards!" Queen Corsica yelled as she motioned forward two of her own towards her throne.
Extending her right hand, she swiftly pointed to the man on his knee before her. "Take this useless disrespecting common earthling and set him in the dungeon for punishment!"
"Yes my queen" the guards said as they rushed over and hoisted the man to his feet, each guard taking his arm into their own.
"No…my queen please…forgive me…" the man pleaded as he was dragged off towards the main entrance.
"I am sick of forgiving! I want him beaten severely and if he shall be near death from this, toss his body off my planet and let him die within the orbits of this universe"
"Yes my queen" the guards replied as they dragged the young man off to bring forth the fate set upon him by their queen, his pleas for his life echoing off the walls surrounding the room.
"Now…" Corsica said as she directed her eyes back down towards the one remaining servant before her. "…do you want to follow the same suit as your own!"
"No my queen" the man said as he brought himself down on both knees, head and eyes still fully in contact with the floor below. He body shook with nerves and fear, a sight that brought a small smile to the queen's face.
"Good…I didn't think so!" the queen said as she placed herself back on her throne.
Her eyes wandered to the teenager in front of her, anger stitched across her eyes as she bore her attention toward the young female and studied her features. She had her hair parted down then middle in two long pony tails on the side of her head. Her eyes a cool crisp black. She wore, what Corsica believed to be, a long white gown with small ruffles on the bottom. It was sleeveless bearing her arms for all to see. Her feet were laced with a pair of black slippers to keep her soles warm against the tile floor.
"Ugh…" Corsica exclaimed with utter disgust. "…there is no doubt in my mind this girl is from Earth, look at the disgusting way she is dressed"
"You…" the queen said as she pointed to the young girl. "…what is your name!"
The young teenager huffed, ignoring the queen's direct question, something the queen quickly frowned upon.
"Insolence…" the queen thought. "What is your name!" she asked again, her eyes piercing through the teenager.
The girl turned her head away, refusing to answer Corsica's question, a move that infuriated her even further.
"Servant…!" she bellowed, now staring at the young man kneeling before her. "…you have brought me a defiant female and I thought I specifically told you to bring me a child! Not this old girl"
"Old?" the teenger spoke up, turning her head back toward the queen. "You're twice the age I am, maybe even older,"
The queen's hands shook against the railing of her chair arm. She growled at the lack of respect.
"Servent, speak your final words before I have your head removed for disobeying my order," she spat.
"My queen…" the young man said shakily. "…I know not of her name, only that she is the daughter of the ruler of Earth. Everyone we spoke with regarded her father and herself in the highest regard as the most powerful people on the planet so we moved forward. We slaughtered her father to bring her before you tonight…"
A smirk flew across the queen's face at the notion of someone being slaughter for her own personal gain.
"How much blood was there!" she questioned.
"A lot my queen…we made sure to leave no traces and immediately went for this teenager who herself put up a fight but with the devices we were given before our departure we were able to subdue her and brought her onto our ship to complete our task" the young man said.
"Not bad…" the queen thought. "…maybe there is hope for these pathetic servants after all"
"Do you know of her age?"
"No my queen…we only guess her to be seventeen or eighteen years old" the young man replied.
"I do not go on guesses but facts, remember that!" the queen yelled as she rose from her throne once more.
She watched the young man continue to cower in fear, more so now that she had risen from her seat. Stepping down the stairs before her, the queen walked over to the girl to carefully look her over.
"She looks ridiculous and weak at that…"she thought as she circled her slowly, leaving not one inch on her unturned from her dark eyes. "…How much of a fight could she have possibly put up to delay the inevitable?" The queen eyed a red device around the teenager's neck. "I see that had to use a nerve collar to paralyze the young girl in order to bring her here but still…she doesn't look that important to me. I would never allow her to be my heir as she is now. As strong as she is claimed to be I must make sure she is the strongest there ever was,"
Taking a step back, she quickly placed her hand against the red collar laced around the teenager's neck
"Get up!" she yelled as she loomed over her.
She watched as the female eyed her with distain. Her defiance growing stronger while she remained in a kneeling position before the queen.
"I said get up!" Corsica yelled again as she pulled on the collar, hoisting the girl to her feet with ease. The effects of the collar clearly still inhabiting the teenager's system.
"What is your name!"
"What does it matter to you what my name is? You killed my father with no remorse. I promise you that you'll pay for what you've done. Mark my words!" the teenager adamantly stated.
With immediate force, the queen tossed the girl aside and watched as she skid across the floor with a sickening thud.
"Well…" she said as she twisted her head and body around, her feet taking slow steps towards the young girl. "…name!"
"My name is Satan, Videl Satan. Remember that name because when I am able I will make you pay,"
Growling under her breath, the queen turned away, her back facing all those behind her.
"Guards!" she bellowed as the previous men entered the room immediately.
"Yes my queen" they said in unison.
"Take this disrespectful girl down to the lab. The scientists there know exactly what to do"
"At once my queen" the men said as they parted ways and made their way toward Videl.
Looking to the left through the corner of her eyes, Corsica watched as one of the guards picked the girl up by her left arm while the other guard roughly grabbed hold of her right, lifting her off her feet and ground with a force that such a velocity of air could capture ones breath away.
"The true ruthlessness of my guards are spectacular…" she thought to herself. "…and soon this wench will know what it feels like to show true respect and be ruthless at the same time"
"Oh and Videl-" the queen spoke the teenger's name with disgust. "-when I am done you will forget all about who or what you were on that pathetic planet. Now mark MY words,"
Videl leered toward the queen. Her weight supported by the gentleman who held her in place.
"Go!" she yelled, watching the guards exit her room with the Videl in tow.
Hearing the door close behind her, the Queen proceeded back towards her throne, sitting upon it once more. Her eyes fell on the young servant that remained on his knees out of honor and respect.
"What is your name!" she yelled.
"…excuse me my queen?" the young man nervously asked, completely bewildered by the queen's question.
"Do not make me repeat myself again!"
"S-Sharpener…my name is Sharpener, my queen" the young man quickly replied.
Corsica brought her left hand to her chin, rubbing it intensely as she continued to gaze upon the man before her. She growled as she admired his features, the features that seemed frequent through the few Earthlings she encountered through her lifetime. The blond hair, the blue eyes, it almost made her wretch.
"I have a new assignment for you, rise!"
Sharpener slowly made his way to his feet, his head and eyes however still lowered.
"You will no longer be a servant to me for there are tons of your pathetic kind for me to use and kill…" she began. "…you will however be the servant for Videl, your next heir to my throne"
"Yes my queen" Sharpener replied.
"You will monitor her and do as she tells you to do. If she messes up by any means, then you will be punished for it and punished severely. Do I make myself clear!"
"Yes my queen" Sharpener replied.
Hearing her doors open, the queen looked to see one of her guards enter the room, not before showing the proper respect to his ruler.
"My queen, the servant you sent out to the dungeons is near death; shall we commence with your wishes and cast him into the universe to die immediately?"
A smirk crossed Corsica's face once more as she rose to her feet. Taking momentous strides, she appeared before Sharpener and gazed upon him. His head remained lowered, his eyes focused on the ground and nothing more. Turning her head to the guard, Corsica let out a low laugh.
"I want to see his mangled flesh first…" she said before turning her attention back towards Sharpner, her smirk now transformed into a tight grin. "-then we can leave him off to die like the worthless disgrace he is"
Turning towards the left, Corsica headed towards the guard who bowed once more as she neared him. Stopping before the doors, Corsica frowned as she glanced back in Sharpener's direction.
"Get out! You are no longer needed but soon I will call for you and when I do you better be ready or else you will suffer the same fate as your soon to be departed friend!"
"Yes my queen" Sharpener said as he turned around and hastily headed towards the main doors, exiting immediately.
The queen nodded as she walked out of her throne room, the guard quickly in tow to witness the exile of the one deemed a worthless earthling.
Planet Vegetasai
Sitting in his study, amiss the night sky and the dim light in the room, sat the King in all his glory. Swaying back and forth in his overly large chair, he rubbed his hands over his beard while his eyes stared off into the pits of his own mind.
"It's been four days…four days since the death of that king and his son and yet this war continues. That blasted Queen Corsica…she is toying with me. She's a fool to continue such a battle with such a lost on her end, she truly is ruthless in her own respective ways but I can be even ruthless…" he thought to himself as a small knock to his door broke him from his tranquil thoughts.
"Who is it!" he bellowed, hating to be disturbed at such hours of the night.
"It is I, father" a small voice rang from the opposite side of the door.
"Come in, my son" the king said as he watched his study doors open and his eight-year-old son, Trunks, emerge before him with his seven-year-old sparing partner, Goten, standing in the door way with his head lowered. "What are you doing up? I ordered you to bed"
Glancing over his son, the King noticed the young half-saiya-jin standing in the door way. "And why is he here, Trunks?"
"Goten and I just finished our training and I know I was to head to bed but I wanted to ask you a question if that is all right with you?" Prince Trunks said.
The king smirked at his son, noting the respect he was showing. He was growing prouder of his heir even if his blood was tainted but the king brushed that fact aside.
"You may but…" King Vegeta turned his attention towards the door. "…Goten leave. What we discuss is none of your concern" He watched as the young boy nodded his head and disappeared from the chamber door.
"Now, what is it Trunks?" the King asked as he stared down at his young son.
"Father…when will I be able to head on a mission to destroy those worthless Lunayeska-jins?" Trunks asked.
King Vegeta was taken aback by such a direct question but still smiled proudly; the fighting blood flowing immensely through his son's veins was obvious.
"You are too young to take on such a task, Trunks. Once your training is complete and you have grown somewhat in age, I will enlist your help first and foremost to destroy those people if the battle continues until that point in time but I wouldn't be too hopeful. We will destroy those bastards before you are sent to war," the king replied.
"But father, my blood boils with hate for those people, to think they believe they can withstand the power of us saiya-jin's…" Prince Vegeta started with a chuckle "…it's laughable"
"Yes my son it is," the king replied. He loved watching the anger seethe through his son's words.
"I want to get my hands on them before this war is over. I want to prove to you what I can do"
"You are my son and as such I know what you can do because you have my blood going through you. You will have your opportunity but not tonight, tonight you shall rest and every night after until I deem you ready to take on this chance, now to bed with you" the king said.
"Father…may I ask another question?"
Vegeta sighed, his patience growing thin but he nodded his head, allowing the opportunity to be addressed once more.
"Goten told me his dad and Gohan went to see their mother today. When will we go see my mom?"
Vegeta frowned. If it was up to him his son would never know his blood wasn't one hundred percent the same as his father's but it was mixed with one of the weakest races the universe had to offer. In fact, if it wasn't for Kakarot's youngest brat big mouth revealing the truth his son would have grown, lived and died never knowing the truth.
"I told you to go to bed now I will not say it for a fourth time, do I make myself clear?"
"Yes…father" the prince said before exiting the room, closing the door behind him.
Watching his son go, King Vegeta sat up in his seat, a smile gracing his manly features.
"Soon Trunks…soon you will reign as not only the hero of our people but their king. You will not have time to think of that woman who bore you. Your only focus will be on becoming one of the greatest kings of all time, behind your father that is,"
Gazing out the window, Vegeta's dark eyes fell upon the compound housing many of the female human's living their lives under his rule, the mother of his son living there as well.
"Hn, that woman is nothing to me, means nothing to me. She did her job and now it is my job to ensure my son has a planet to rule upon and he will once that damn queen and her followers are destroyed,"
Planet Lunayeska
Heading down the blue corridors that led to the lab, Queen Corsica stood before two large black doors that sealed behind it the progress she was hoping to hear very soon. Moving over a bit, she pressed her finger down on the intercom and spoke slowly and clearly into the voice box.
"Dr. Briefs, step out here at once!"
Taking a step back, she waited as the doors opened up and what looked to be an elderly man emerged. He had a white mustache and short white hair as well as black framed glasses that sat on the bridge of his nose. He wore on a white lab coat that reached down to his knees, a small black cat sitting perched on his left shoulder.
"My queen…" he bowed respectfully. "…to what do I owe this honor?"
"Give me the status on that girl!"
"She is being inserted into the gravity chamber on as we speak, my queen. We are not sure however how this process will work out but we are hoping for the best" Dr. Briefs said.
"You will not hope for the best but deliver the best, do you understand! When I came to you with this idea you told me you were able to get it done and you better do as you said you would or I will make sure you are killed for your lies just like your wife and your only child!" Queen Corsica yelled.
Dr. Briefs paused. His eyes shut as the memories of his wife and only daughter being separated from him during the raid on Earth caused his knees to shake slowly but he quickly maintained his composure.
"With all due respect, my queen, I am very capable of handling this task. It will take a few days to make sure that girl is able to not only withhold the energy and sophistication of such training but will also be an unstoppable force that no one would deem mess with"
Corsica smirked at the news bestowed upon her.
"You will inform me at once when she has completed every rigorous task set before her. I want her tested out right after. Videl is to be perfect!" she said.
"Videl, my queen?"
"That stubborn girl told me her name was Videl and that is what her name will remain. Make sure all memories with the exception of her first name is erased and done away with. I want her memories fresh for manipulation. She is now my heir and I will do with her as I wish." the queen stated.
"My queen, in my presence Ms. Satan spoke highly of the training…" Dr. Briefs began before he was hastily cut off from speaking any further.
"Her name is Videl and you will not correct me, do you understand Dr.? Don't make that mistake again! Videl is to be perfect" the Queen yelled.
"My queen, I mean you no disrespect," said Dr. Briefs.
"Of course you don't for your life must mean something to you to know you better not disrespect me. All I care about is her perfection"
"Yes my queen, and she will be perfect in every way, you have my word"
"Your word means nothing to me! I thrive on results and nothing but that. I pulled you from Earth because you were one of many ingenious doctors on that pathetic planet and you serve me, you remember that! You and the rest of those men and women are to do my bidding and nothing more!" Corsica said.
"Yes my queen"…Dr. Briefs nodded. "…I and my colleagues are nothing more than here to serve under your rule. With my expertise I will be able to construct for you a heir for your throne and trust me, you will be pleased with the results"
"I trust no one and I will not be pleased until the task is completed! Now get back to work and make sure I am let known when she is finished!"
"Yes my queen" Dr. Briefs said as he entered the lab, the large black doors closing behind him.
Queen Corsica brought her arms across her chest as she stared at the adjacent doors before her.
"Soon I will have the most power heir this planet or any other has seen. This new technology will impose a serious threat upon those monkey's and thus Lunayeska-jins will triumph in victory!"
Turning on her feet, the queen continued down the hall towards her bedroom chambers, a smile on her face that enlisted the news that soon her time and her people's time was about to be relived thru the embodiment of a brand new warrior.