Chapter 1: Son Vegeta
King Vegeta panted as Frieza stood in front of him smiling "What's wrong? It was barely a love tap that." He mocked and King Vegeta growled.
"You bastard... I'll kill you..."
Frieza laughed "I didn't know you had good jokes under that pride." He pointed his finger at him as energy started to form on his finger tip.
"FRIEZA!" Frieza stopped one second and looked behind to see how one of those monkeys was... dispatching his troops quite easily.
"Oh my, more trouble." Zarbon said with a smile and Vegeta saw his opportunity to escape. He threw an energy beam to the window destroying it, and flew out to help his fellow saiyan warrior.
Bardock was in front of Frieza spaceship as the King himself, bruised and bloodied flew next to him. He grunted "Now you believe me?"
"It doesn't matter... we need to stop Frieza from destroying our home!" He screamed as Frieza came out of the spaceship on his chair.
Bardock grinned "Frieza... it all ends now." He started to charge his strongest attack on his hand.
Vegeta followed him "If you believe we are just going to bow our heads down to you any longer... let me show, our saiyan pride!"
Frieza smiled as he raised one finger and a small ball of energy started to form.
"DIE!" Bardock screamed as he shoots his energy beam.
"This is for all the pain you caused! FRIEZA!" Vegeta said as threw his.
Frieza energy ball grew to an ungodly size as both attacks were absorbed by the pure power of the attack. He moved his finger down and the ball of death started to head to the planet and both warriors.
Vegeta closed his eyes, ready for death, knowing his son, will be safe in that planet with weak power levels.
*Earth*
Son Gohan was walking to his home in the mountains as he saw a shooting star in the sky "My, how lucky of me. To see a shooting star during... the day..." He noticed how the shooting star flew above him and landed some kilometers away.
Gohan decided to investigate, so he took another road towards the meteor. Once he arrived, he saw it was some sort of capsule. It slowly opened and a boy, not to old, maybe 3 years old. He was wearing some type of armor and looked disoriented.
Gohan immediately grew concerned "Young boy, are you fine?"
The boy, that has a monkey tail by the way, looked at him "Food." He demanded.
Gohan blinked and chuckled "You must be hungry I imagine. Follow me. Oh, do you have a name I could call you?"
The boy nodded "Vegeta..."
"Vegeta... what an odd name, but it fits you. Very well, follow me. I was about to make launch. Do you like duck?"
After some months, that boy lived with Gohan, and became Son Vegeta, a saiyan from earth.
*Years Later*
"Welcome to the final match of the World Martial Arts Tournament! In one side, we got the strongest contestant I had ever seen, a former champion and the youngest at that at the age of 15. Ladies and Gents! With you, Son Vegeta!"
Vegeta smirked as the crowd cheered. He was wearing an orange gi with the capsule corp logo on it, a blue belt, brown boots. He looked at his opponent in front of him. His longtime rival Piccolo, wearing his purple gi, his orange shoes, and his white turban on his head.
Before the announcer could say anything, Piccolo flew to him "It is time to end this Vegeta!" He punched Vegeta, that blocked his strike. Piccolo kicked him on the stomach sending him back, before he flew right back into Piccolo, throwing a barrage of kicks to the demon that took a good amount.
Vegeta smirked "I always enjoy our fights, Piccolo, but you should know by now, that we are not even close in Ki levels."
Piccolo grabbed Vegeta's leg and threw him against the floor, but Vegeta placed his hands-on time to not take any damage and kicked Piccolo on the face, making him release his leg.
Vegeta got back on his feet as his friends and his accidental future wife Bulma, long story, tell you later, cheered him on.
Piccolo seethed with rage before grinning maniacally "Fine! I'll kill you with my strongest move!" he opened his mouth as energy started to charge.
Vegeta smirked as he put his hands together and, in a pose, as blue energy started to form between his hands.
"Ka...Me...Ha...Me..."
"HAAAAA!"
Both energies beam collided, and quickly, Vegeta's Kamehameha overpowered Piccolo's attack, making him crash to the outside of the ring, in a crater, unconscious.
Vegeta smirked "Ladies and Gents! The winner of this year World Martial Arts Tournament... SON VEGETA!"
*5 Years Later*
"Dad; why can't we fly to KameHouse?" A young boy with purple hair and a yellow hoodie asked Vegeta that smiled at his son.
"Because your mom doesn't like it when I drag her around the sky, Trunks." Vegeta said and Bulma huffed.
"Last time you ruined my hair and I ate a lot of bugs."
"I told you to close your mouth."
Once they arrived to Kamehouse, the Z-Fighters were reunited again. Tien, Krillin, Yamcha, Chiatzu, Master Roshi, Lunch, were there.
As they greeted each other, they felt a powerful ki source coming their way. "Is that Piccolo?" Krillin asked and Vegeta narrowed his eyes.
"No. It is someone else."
As the presence arrived, it was a tall muscular man, in an armor that Vegeta somewhat remembers to have seen in the past, long black hair and some electrical device on his ear.
"Who are you?!" Yamcha demanded and the stranger smirked as he pressed the device.
"I am surprised, that Prince Vegeta has such a weak power level." The stranger said as he landed and the Z-Fighters got ready just in case.
Then it clicked "Prince Vegeta?" Tien asked and Vegeta gritted his teeth.
"I am not a Prince anymore, Saiyan."
"And neither a strong fighter, Prince Vegeta." The stranger mocked "Anyway, I am Raditz, one of the last Saiyan's warriors. And I was sent here to recruit you."
Vegeta huffed "I am not interested. Leave." He felt how another person was coming close, judging by the power, it should be Piccolo. Raditz frowned, noticing something.
"Where is your tail!? Did you lose it!? What a disgrace!" Raditz mocked and Vegeta frowned intensified.
"Hey! Who do you think you are to talk like that to my husband!?" Bulma demanded and Raditz raised a brow before smirking.
"Well, let's do this; you either come with me, or your Princess will- Agk!" Vegeta had enough and in a blink, he was in front of Raditz and his fist broke through his armor and sent him towards the ocean.
"Threat my wife again... and I'll kill you."
Raditz flew out of the ocean and pressed his scouter and his eyes widen in shock "I-Impossible! How are you this strong!?"
Vegeta smirked and flew towards Raditz and punched him towards an island.
Raditz, pressed his scouter again "B-Brother! I-I need help! Vegeta is stronger than expec-Agk!" Vegeta stomped on Raditz chest making him spit blood.
"Raditz, are you there? What's going on?" A voice was heard from the scouter that fell from Raditz ear. Vegeta raised a brow. The voice, didn't sound worried. More like, annoyed.
He grabbed the scouter and pressed him on his ear "I defeated your brother. If you come back to earth for revenge, you will suffer the same fate." He warned and the voice on the other side laughed.
"Congratulations for beating that weakling Prince Vegeta, right? If he can't fight his own battles, he doesn't deserve to live." Vegeta was shocked, he was talking about his own brother. He looked to see how Raditz stopped moving and his Ki dropping down. "Anyway, we are going to go there for you. Wait for us... let's say... 3 years?"
Vegeta growled "Fine. I will make sure to teach you a lesson. What is your name you scum!?"
The voice laughed "It is Kakarot, Prince Vegeta. I will make sure you remember it in hell."
After that, the line was cut.
Vegeta informed to the rest about the saiyans and how they will come in 3 years. But there was still one question left to answer.
"Why does he called you, Prince?" Krillin asked his best friend and Vegeta sighed.
"I... was born in a planet called Vegeta, where my father was the king. The planet was destroyed and I managed to escape. Guess that they want me back now."
He looked at Bulma waiting for anything negative, but she rolled her eyes "That explains a lot. Besides, now I am married into royalty." She joked and Vegeta smiled.
"Guess you're right." He turned serious then. "Let's get to training!"
Piccolo, who was hearing everything decided to make his appearance "If you don't mind, I will fight too." He said and Vegeta raised a brow "If someone is going to kill you, it is me."
Vegeta smirked "Suit yourself. It has been a while since our last match."
"Vegeta." Kami said from the lookout "I would recommend you to train in the Other World with King Kai. He can prepare you better. And Piccolo, you could train his son."
Piccolo growled as he turned to Trunks "Why in the world would I train this brat?"
"He has potential, I trained him a bit, but I don't know if I should take him to the Other World."
"He will not go to hell!" Bulma screamed.
"I want to help beat some guys! I want to help!" Trunks screamed and Piccolo glared at him and Trunks glared back.
"Fine." He said, grabbed Trunks by the back of his hoodie and flew away.
"Vegeta! Won't you stop him!?" Bulma nagged and Vegeta shrugged.
"Piccolo has honor. He won't harm Trunks out of training." He looked to the sky "Now, I need to go training."
"But... what if I you don't come back? I mean, the Other World is weird." Krillin asked.
"You can always wish me back with the Dragon Balls." He said, as the scouter was listening.
*Frieza Planet 84*
"Dragon Balls? Wish? That sound dumb." A man, with spikey black hair, a scar on his eye, a black armor with red shoulders, a red cloth tied to his waist that was knee long, black pants, a tail tied to his waist and taped fists said. He had a red scouter as he cut the communication.
"Well Kakarot, why don't we go and check it out? Besides, you said you wanted to fight Vegeta."
Kakarot smirked as he took a bite of an animal leg "You're right Nappa. Besides, if this Dragon Balls are real, we can use them to take out Frieza."
He stood up and walked to his pod followed by Nappa. "Hey, are you going to teach me the how to feel power levels without a scouter? Or hide it?" Nappa asked and Kakarot groaned.
"Once this Vegeta thing is done, I'll do it. Now, let me focus on important things."
Next Chapter: Kakarot, The Strongest Saiyan