Disclaimer: I do not own any of the attacks or characters I used that may have been seen the series Dragon Ball, Dragon Ball Z, or Dragon Ball GT. They all belong to Akira, Toei, and FUNimation. So don't sue me for using these things, besides…I have no money! I do, however, own all of the characters that I have created as the future of the series. So don't take those unless you ask and I let you take them…ok then, enough said!

Don't fret General-chan, I have not forgotten about my two Saiyajins in space! But... I like to tell the tale of Vegeta much more...As you may have noticed...Well, onward!

Vegeta Jr: Hey! Are you saying that they're better than us!

Senzai: Yes he is you 1/16 breed!

Quiet! Now Onward I say!


Dragon Ball Chaos: Reenter The Saiyajin

"He who puts up with insult, invites injury." - Yiddish Proverb


Sticks And Stones

The enormous room of green carpeting and red painted walls ceiling housed two figures, a grand window at the back of the room providing the only light as the sun began to set, the brilliant mosaic of purples, red, and oranges filling the once azure sky, the reddening flames of the sun setting the clouds ablaze, slowly but surely burning the entire sky into an all consuming darkness.

Within the room, there sat a wide, mahogany desk, a large chair made from emeralds turned so the back faced the desk, the actual seat of the chair made from a plush, rosy red velvet.

"You wanted to see me sir?" Asked the larger figure.

"The sunset is beautiful isn't it Paramu?"

"I'm not here to talk about that sir," said Paramu sighing. "At least I hope you didn't call me down here for that."

"But you must agree that it is one of the more pleasant thing allowed us in this time of war, eh Paramu?" Said the other figure, this one standing beside the window.

The other figure slowly turned around, and Paramu got a glance at his dressings. He wore a red dress suit with a green button up shirt underneath the open coat, the coat coming down to his knees, and his feet were garbed in glistening black shoes.

"Yes sir, President Warui."

"Now, now Paramu, no need to be so informal my friend! You know in private you can address me by my first name."

"Yes, President Warui sir," said the general, his face stoic. "But I wouldn't consider you a friend by any means."

Warui's eyes narrowed as he approached Paramu, walking down the small steps that lead to his desk. "Now listen here you little shit, you better start showing me some damn respect before I—"

"Forgive me, President Warui sir," interrupted Paramu, "But I thought you said I was an idiot incapable of understanding simple commands."

Warui's face darkened into an ugly scowl. "Don't fuck with me Paramu. I'm the only reason you're still alive. If it wasn't for me, those Saiyajins would've murdered you along with Blackthorn."

"I am very sorry if I offended you in any way, President Warui, sir, but you did nothing to save General Blackthorn. You sent in the reserve troops long after they'd killed him."

The President felt his lips part in an ugly snarl before he decided to back off, returning to his post afront the window.

"Why do I put up with your insolence Paramu?"

"You owe me that much, sir, after all the work Blackthorn did to get you in office."

Warui snorted. "True, but I owe you nothing, General. I could've left you to die out there, along with your damned brother." The President grinned a little. "But then again, it would be much more satisfying to watch you breakdown and cry as that little brat of yours was put away on chages of treason…"

Paramu's eyes widened as his body shook with a barely contained rage, clenching his fists tightly at his sides.

"That's right. If you don't start acting more civilly towards me, I'll drum up some mock charges against your precious Ojiru and have him locked away in some dank cell at one of North Pole's prisons."

Paramu lowered his head, forcing his quakes to cease. "Forgive me for being so disrespectful, Appuru sir," said the general through gritted teeth.

Warui left the window, sitting down in his chair, turning it around so that the velvet faced the desk. "I'm glad to see you see it my way, Paramu." He stroked his chin, grinning at Paramu. "But, onto the matter at hand. As you are well aware, I'm sure, North City was decimated by an ape the size of this building."

"I am aware… sir…"

"Good," said Warui nodding, "That spares me the trouble of having to explain the situation to your feeble mind."

Paramu clenched his fists tighter. "Is there something you want of me?"

Warui nodded again. "I was informed by those idiots in the science ward that the enormous monkey was a Saiyajin, transformed by the moonlight. Surely, you don't believe in such things Paramu."

"No… Of course not sir…"

"Then you know I want you to find that monkey and kill it. Understood?"

Paramu nodded.

"Good. You're dismissed."

Paramu's eyes widened. He called me all the way from the base just to tell me to kill a monkey! He looked at Warui. "Sir, is that all? I mean it was a long trip from East City to Capitol City…"

Warui had already turned his chair around. "Yes… The sunset is rather beautiful…"

A low growl escaped Paramu's throat as he stormed off, slamming the wooden doors shut as he left.

---------------Scene Change---------------

Black. Darkness defined this place, the few glittering stars barely providing light, the little light they did produce easily offset by the near absolute blackness.

It was this near lightlessness that Vegeta Junior and his companion Goku Junior were traversing, their craft sailing along at a decent pace, a brilliant blue flame at its back propelling it forward.

Vegeta sat with his head propped up by his hand, his elbow resting on the armrest. The other hand was drumming his the other armrest, the fingers tapping against the metal the only sound in the room. Before him was a fairly large screen and a panel, and the screen displayed what was outside the vessel: Nothing.

His eyes wandered from star to star as the ship passed the brilliant dots in the blackness, wishing that one of them would somehow magically get them to their destination faster.

"I wonder what Nyoko's doing right now…" Muttered Vegeta to himself. Then the panel began to glow a bright blue and beep loudly. Vegeta sighed and tapped a few buttons. "What is it you stupid machine?"

The beeping ceased, and the screen's display changed to that of a large planet that was quite a bit larger than Earth, three landmasses upon the world taking up a great deal of area, leaving not much room for the oceans of the planet.

Goku peeked his head in the room. "Hey Vegeta!"

Vegeta kept his eyes on the screen. "What is it Goku?"

"Are we there yet?"

"You just asked me that not two minutes ago."

"I know… But are we there yet?"

Vegeta sighed. "No Goku, for the tenth time, we aren't there yet."

"Aww…" He started to leave, when he noticed what Vegeta was looking at. "Hey Vegeta?"

"Yes?" Said Vegeta, dragging the word out to sound his annoyance.

"Is that Vegeta? The planet I mean."

"What did you think I thought you meant?"

"Huh?"

"Oh never mind…"

"Well? Is it?"

"I believe so. We aren't very far. If the distance meter is right, we should be there in under an hour."

"Woo hoo!" Shouted Goku, just as his stomach rumbled loudly. "Man, am I hungry! See ya Vegeta!" He left, the door sliding into place, closing the room off from the rest of the ship, leaving Vegeta alone with his thoughts, which continued to drift towards his wife and son.

---------------Scene Change---------------

The enormous cavern housed thousands, maybe millions of spectators, the arena-like cavern literally buzzing with excitement and anticipation.

Serori sat at he lowermost level of the rocky, brown stands. A large gong sat beside him as he rose from his stony seat. "Saiyajins! Your prince has at last declared his desire to rule you all!"

His voice was met with a roar, the thunderous applause and cries of approval literally shaking the cavern.

"May the true ruler of us all emerge victorious!" With that, he struck the gong hard with his fist, the sound of it easily drowned out by the crowd's noise.

At the center of the cavern, two warriors stood tall, facing each other with glares.

"Are you truly ready for this, son?" Asked the elder warrior.

Senzai's eyes showed no emotion. "Are you ready to die father?"

The King grinned. "Spoken like a true Saiyajin Prince. Let's see if you deserve my throne boy!"

Vegeta lunged at Senzai, driving his hard knuckles into his son's face, breaking the bone easily. Blood oozed out of Senzai's nostrils onto Vegeta's fist as he drew it back, then clutched at his son's neck and flung him across the room.

Senzai flew across the room, his flight abruptly ended by the coarse wall of rock that encircled his father and himself. He fell to the ground hard, the thud of him hitting the ground not quite as loud as the sound of his body striking the rock. The wall cracked and rocks fell straight down on top of the boy.

Disoriented and bruised, Senzai lifted the debris off of his body and stood shakily to his feet. He eyed his father with amazement, the speed catching him off guard.

Senzai saw no sign that his father would move, and he grit his teeth and tried again, hoping that having experienced his father's speed once he would be prepared for it the second time. This time the boy pulled back his fist and charged, throwing his fist out towards Vegeta's stomach. With a graceful sidestep of precision timing, Vegeta moved out of the way. His movement continued, and he struck the back of his son's skull hard with his fist, the blow landing with a loud crack.

Senzai fell to the ground hard, a nearly overwhelming pain throbbing at the back of his head.

Vegeta lifted the child by his throat. "Stupid child!" Spat Vegeta. "You are my son, the greatest offspring ever born, and yet you still fall! Fight me you weakling!" The king brought the back of his hand across his son's face, sending the boy sprawling.

Senzai fell back into the dirt and laid there for a small while.

"I will kill you where you lie boy! Once the ancient successor ritual is invoked, it can only end with the death of one of us!"

Senzai fought the intense pain and climbed to his feet. He was bent over a little bit from the pain in his head.

"You worthless child! Fight damn you, fight!"

Growling, Senzai steadied himself, just as his father, growling as well, decided to attack, and threw another punch aiming for his son's face.

Acting on instinct, Senzai did not block, he simply thrust out his own fist much faster than Vegeta's own, the blow locking like a battering ram straight into Vegeta's stomach. Vegeta flew backwards, tumbling a few feet in the dirt.

"You have, indeed, become a powerful fighter," Vegeta said, holding his stomach, his armor a little cracked, "But a mighty ruler is more than powerful… He is skillful and cunning… Do you posses these traits boy?"

"We'll find out when I wear your medallion!" Roared Senzai. He lunged at Vegeta and swung his fist with all his might.

Vegeta's chest received the fist and he was sent across the room, crashing into the same wall Senzai had found himself against only moments ago.

Not wasting anytime, Senzai rushed at his father who was on his feet before either could blink, ramming his foot into his son's gut, knocking the boy backward into the dirt.

The king's lips upturned into a faint smile. "You have heart. But heart alone isn't good enough. A man with a strong heart is a good leader, but if he is without shrewdness he is worthless."

Senzai had gathered himself onto his feet.

"And at this moment, your failure to defeat me has proven something to me… You aren't worth the life you have! Which is why you must be killed, here and now, you worthless boy!"

Senzai's eyes narrowed as he clenched his fist tight, his body trembling with a deep anger. "Worthless!"

Vegeta began to approach his son, his fists gleaming with a white aura, preparing to kill Senzai once and for all. Senzai's body shook violently, and his body burst aflame, the white aura gently licking him as it grew.

Vegeta stopped in his tracks, his eyes widening.

The prince continued to quake wildly, everyone in the cavern feeling the enormous power, like a star burning ever more brightly, warming them and burning them. Vegeta gasped, his son's power flaring like a beacon, and the king took a step back in anxiety, glancing at Senzai.

What he saw upon his son's face was of arrogance. Pride and fear filled Vegeta's heart as Senzai's eyes slowly took on a murderous taint, his body still trembling with fury.

"I'll show you worthless old man!" He threw his head back and let loose a deafening roar, the entire cavern lost in a sea of light as his aura exploded.


Thanks for reading... Sayonara!