2Mistaken Identity
Summary: Her life was an impossible lie. . She had been born a woman, but will always live life through the eyes of a man. Vega, Princess of all Saiyans, would be shunned from all Saiyan Society, and in her place Vegeta, Prince of all Saiyans, will rise from her ashes.
Author's Note: My apologies for the late, late, late updates. Honestly couldn't reality be kind enough to push aside some time for the fantasy world? Between work, school, and my social life I've hardly had the time to breathe let alone write. Luckily I managed to get some time after school so I've been putting the chapters together bit by bit.
There's been and age change, there will be another big jump in age two chapters from now, so expect these next two chapters to be more like a summary and character interests.
Enjoy!
Ages: Vega-25 Radditz-27 Napa-37 Goku- 17
Chapter 7: Kakarott
Nappa peeked around the hall corner as two guards strolled down it with Vega's body in tow. His scouter had picked up the spike of energy and he'd come to investigate, what he found was the Saiyan Princess strapped down tight while unconscious and unable to protect herself.
"If Frieza's that worried about her rebelling why doesn't he just kill her like he did that other saiyan?"
"The other Saiyan was expendable. Master Frieza has a bit of a soft spot for this one, he doesn't want her power going to waste."
Nappa's eyes widened, other saiyan, expendable? What had happened? He backed off a bit and continued to stalk to get more information.
"Do we really have to kill the fetus? I don't think I could stomach a thing like that."
"If something as simple as an abortion process makes you queasy, then you're in the wrong business bub."
Nappa froze in midstride, his fists clenching and his teeth grinding hard against each other. "abortion… fetus… no, t can't be, damn you Radditz this is your fault." Nappa stroke fast, forgetting about stealth he let loose on the two guards pummeling them into the ground before freeing Vega's body and carrying her down the hall.
The feel of strong warm arms brought Vega around, her eyes fluttering and focusing on his face. "Mnng, Nappa, what's going on, what happened?"
"No time to explain, Princess, we have to get you out of here." Nappa skidded to a stop in front of the space pod launch pads. It was a slow day for flying, only two guards were watching the exits. "Frieza was going to eliminate the fetus growing inside you."
"Fetus, so you know then." Her words weren't as sharp tongued and brutal as usual, which worried Nappa. Usually she would tell him to butt out or that running was the cowards way. Something big had gone down, and it seemed to take Vega's spirit with it.
"Yes, but the question is where to go to keep you safe."
"Earth," Vega said simply her eyes lifting up to his. She was serious once again, her shoulders tensed and her lips pursed in a frown. "I'm going to Earth."
"Why Earth, that place is full of people it's not like you could just land and hope to not get spotted."
"It's something that sort of came to me in a dream. Radditz had a brother, and after checking some records I found he was sent to Earth, never returned. I always assumed the pitiful thing had died, but while I was unconscious…"
~Dream~
The air was thick with death, and darkness surrounded her as the golden light that had sparked in her mind quickly vanished as it had emerged. She felt like she was falling deeper and deeper into despair, Radditz swarming her thoughts.
How could she have let this happen? She was usually so good at bluffing, at lying between her teeth to push through the problems and troubles of any mission, so why when she needed it most did her tongue decide to tie?
It was because she couldn't choose. The thought of losing one over the other made he pain so great it was refusing her to speak. The echo of Frieza's sick laughter as Radditz died in her arms made her gut twist and she curled up ready to die.
"Don't give up"
The voice snapped her out of her dark thoughts her visions coming clears as she stood in the empty space. "Who is that, who's speaking?" Darkness gave away to light and the image of a strong Saiyan male stepped into her vision. He was definitely a true warrior, with various battle scars and the look of battle in his eyes. He seemed so familiar to her yet she couldn't put a name to the face.
"I am Bardock, father of Radditz, and Kakarott." Ignoring her shocked expression Bardock continued to speak. "You mustn't give up your highness."
"I thought all other Saiyans were supposed to be dead. How is it that I'm speaking to you?"
"Before the destruction of Planet Vegeta I was given a gift by the leader of the Kanassians. I witnessed the destruction of our planet but no one would listen to my cries. I died a worthless hero, but my sub consciousness lives on, seeking vengeance for my people."
So this was all in her mind, a dream perhaps? "For the first time in my life, I'm lost of what to do."
"Live on, escape from Frieza's clutches, raise yourself to be the true fighter and leader I know you were born to be, and than strike back for the pain and suffering Frieza has caused us all!" He waved his hand and they flew through space in her subconscious, passing by stars, planets, whole galaxies before finally coming onto a little blue planet in the milky way. "This planet is called Earth. My son was transported here, he is not dead, he's very much alive, and taking on a path no saiyan has ever taken before."
Vega admired the blue planet. "Kakarott, is alive?" she whispered. "How will he help me?"
"Trust in him, confide in him, let him show you the life he has lived, and show you that life is more than just about fighting battle after battle, let him show you what it truly means to be a proud saiyan, whether man or woman."
The images began to fade and Vega's hand reached out to touch Bardock. She could her her name being called in the distance, and Nappa's face splitting her dream in two.
~Reality~
"No offense, Princess, but that seems sort of vague."
"Vague or not I'm going. I just have this gut feeling that the true reason he wants me to go is not to confide or to teach, but is merely an explanation. I think if I were to watch his way of life it would give me a missing piece of my power, something I've left out of my training, xomething that will help me to take my place in the universe."
"Are you talking about what I think you're talking about?" Nappa asked.
"Yes, Kakarott will help me become a Super Saiyan."
~ Earth 1 month later ~ (Goku is now 18)
The training had been difficult. It was a raw and ruthless battle of strength, stamina, and control. He's meditated until he felt as light as air, he'd sparred until his knuckles red raw and blistered, swam the longest deepest oceans, climbed the steepest tallest mountains, and walked across miles of long country road just to find himself here, at the World Martial Arts tournament.
Kakarott son of Bardock, his true Saiyan name, had been lost to him. To himself and to the friends he had made he was known simply as Goku. He had lost all memory of ever being a Saiyan when he was a babe, having fallen into a ravine and badly injured his head. Any normal babe would have died, but he had recovered and had become a normal healthy little boy. In his journey to become a powerful martial artist he had battled monsters, emperors, power hungry militia, and a corrupted alien being. He'd made friends with the vain yet kind scientist Bulma, the greedy and cowardly transforming pig Oolong, the desert bandit named Yamcha and his cat friend Puar, the lecherous yet wise teacher Master Roshi, and his best friend Krillen, a fellow martial artist.
"Hey Goku," Krillen spoke from the bed next to him. "What was your training like? I bet it was tough."
"Yeah, it was really challenging." He smiled and gave his friend a glance. "Your strength must have increased a ton as well."
"Well," Krillen sneered rubbing his nose. "Just wait until you see me fight."
"I can't wait."
"I'm sure we'll have plenty of strong opponents to test out strength on." Krillen pumped his fists feeling the fire of a good fight coming on. Goku took his glance away and stared up at the ceiling, his eyebrows furrowed as he thought of the real reason he had come to this arena. Before parting from his friends to train he had battled a fearsome fighter known as King Piccolo. The green alien had done nearly everything in by his ruthless behavior and greed. Now his son lived on in his stead, and would at last appear again at the tournament.
"Hey Goku, yoo-hoo, Earth to Goku!"
Goku snapped from his daydream feelings leep tug at his system. "I'm fine, how's the weather?" as Krillen got up he barely heard him comment on the rain as sleep took him. His dreams were filled with battle, taking on opponent after opponent. He stood toe to toe with Piccolo's son now, and Goku could see he was as every bit a fighter as his father, and more so. Just as he and Piccolo were about to lock fists he felt something, a powierful presence that startled his system and made his body shake.
"Kakarott," the voice spoke in a whisper and was deeply female. His senses went on alert and he broke away from his opponent to feel out the energy of the voice.
Everything else seemed to darken as a figured broke through the vision walking towards him. She was absolutely beautiful, her hair was short and choppy but it framed her strong face, and abnormally wide almond shaped eyes. The color was the deepest brown he had ever seen, nearly black as onyx. Her lips were licked and pursed in a smirk and she had a powerful build for a woman, strong arms, sturdy legs, and a smooth stomach that gave way to curves at the hips.
"Who are you?"
"Your destiny."
Goku shook awoke the sound of rain still pattered against the wind but it felt like his bed had been soaked through. His sweat was cold on his face and as he sat up thunder and lightning crashed along the stormy sky. "What a weird dream." He thought of the woman and rubbed his damp hair. "Who was that woman?"
~Outer Space~
Vega curled up in her seat feeling nauseous and dizzy from the flight. Space travel used to be a plesant dream, like gliding gently across time itself. Now it was just a rocky mountain path with dips and jerks around every lane. The child inside her had begun to poke its body out across her stomach, no longer flat and muscular she'd become the woman she'd been hiding all these years. Her body was still strong, but where she'd once been flat as a board she'd gained magnificent curves that were deemed praise worthy, her face his softened and her hair had become longer and her eyes not as harsh and calculating. It was amazing what a little change in lifestyle could do for a person persona.
Nappa had been a real sport, staying loyal to her as he had always been he had led Frieza's gaze away from her and lead the search far and deep into space the opposing side of the universe. She'd have to reward him if they ever met again.
As the blue planet known as Earth came into view a soft smile spread across her lips. "I see you… Kakarott."
Kakarott is finally coming into the picture! How will he influence Vega? What about the child she carries? Will Goku accept this new identity so suddenly? Find out next...
Chapter 8: Foreboding Energy
