AN: Once again, thank-you to all my reviewers. And those who guessed that the last character was the beaked medic from the end of the Saiyan saga, you guessed correctly! This next one is also a nameless anime character. See if you can guess this one. Enjoy.
Avid Disciple
You're such a little spit-fire, aren't you, Vegeta? I don't think there's been a day since the news of your planet's destruction that you haven't been down here in the training halls, working yourself restlessly and dragging your bodyguard down with you. You know the truth without being told, then, the truth that it was no accident. I suppose you now fear for your life, and in your situation that fear is only healthy. I don't hold it against you, little prince with nothing left but yourself and your caretaker.
It's not that I pity you, Vegeta, quite the opposite. You have no idea how alike we are, little Saiyan. And yet so different. Both of our people were betrayed by Frieza, but at least you don't have to live with the blood-traitor who made it all possible (you Saiyans are all together too loyal to each other for that to be possible). Kui, you know him, too, don't you? You probably hate him just as much as I do, but for very different reasons. I can see it in your eyes: you want to kill him, slowly and painfully, as practice for when you finally become strong enough to take down Frieza himself.
But for now you are just a child alone with only one guardian, surrounded on all sides by warriors stronger than you. Your anger at that fact is almost palatable, Vegeta. And there is nothing I can do for you; ever since your arrival Frieza has had an unspoken rule about not helping you. The few soldiers that did try to be nice quickly turned up missing. Nappa has been the one exception to this rule.
I'll be honest, Vegeta, I want to help you, but I can't. You'd probably call me a coward for it if you ever knew, but I am just a flesh and blood mortal with a healthy survival instinct. We all do what we must to stay alive under our shared master.
But there is something I can do for you, and if I do it right I can continue to do it for many years to come. I can take out some of your tormentors for you. This is a warship, after all, filled with warriors from all different races; strife and interpersonal violence are to be expected. A few of those cocky bastards wasted in a mess hall brawl won't cause too much of a stir among the high-ups.
I bet you'd hate me for it, though. Even at this tender age you are such a 'do-it-yourself' kind of guy. I can't fault that, it is an admirable trait to have; I hope you will continue to have it. That's why I'm going to keep my silence on the matter.
But that's not why I watch you now, Vegeta. I watch you in begrudging admiration. Because you have something I don't: hope. That's the thing about Saiyans; you never stop getting stronger, while the rest of us on this ship will remain at the same level for the rest of our lives. For now you are weak by comparison, but you know full well that that is only temporary. I suspect you will be one of the strongest of us by the time you reach adulthood.
That is why I watch you, Vegeta; I am trying to achieve that precious thing you have found for yourself. I'd like to have hope, too. And you are, unfortunately, the only source.
Everyone trapped in Hell needs a savior; I guess I'll let you be mine.
In the end, he finally found his hope and courage, all thanks to the Saiyan's rebellion. He would die denouncing Frieza while the tyrant fought for his life on Namek. He would die believing that Vegeta had finally done it.