As always, I do not own anything connected with DBZ. I'm just a lowly fanfic writer.

This is my first fic, so please don't blast me to bad. I would appreciate your

Reviews though. This fic is based upon one started by an absolutely

Wonderful writer, Avadrea, you can find her story Love and Lust

At a site called Lemonade. Enjoy!!!

"Really, sister. What are you up to this time? Father is going to get upset with you again."

Fate brushed a golden strand of hair out from in front of an amber eye and smiled back at her sibling. "I'm doing my job, Chance. And be prepared if I call upon you for some assistance."

"Oh, you mean the great weaver of destiny might need a Chance encounter? This must be important." She sniffed at her golden sister. So different in appearance from her many shades of gray and silver.

"Don't get smart. We all work together when the job is big enough. And as for Father… well, he designs all, does he not?" she challenged lightly.

Chance crinkled her nose thoughtfully. "This is big, huh?"

"Very. Look." She pointed into the glass clear water in the huge alabaster basin she used to keep a watch on her latest subject.

The ghostly woman peeked over into the basin and gasped. "No! Not that one. Surely. I have had glimpses of him from War. He is evil." She shuddered despite herself, watching the young boy.

Fate sighed. "Only if I don't step in. Remember, I start the ball rolling for the rest of you to play with. But this time I will need more help. He will be a great challenge. And I may have to enlist the help of a couple of our other sisters." She looked thoughtful, then decisive. "Yes."

"What exactly are you going to do with him?"

She smiled a little too innocently. "Why, I am going to change his fate."

Vegeta fought for control of his ship. "Damn!"

Computer voice, "Warning. Pulsar shutdown eminent. You must land immediately."

"Oh shut up you stupid machine." He looked at the planet that loomed in front of him. He squinted as the light from the heat shields became blindingly bright. The heat became excruciating. "Sensors!"

"Sensors are nonfunctional."

"Does anything still work!?" he smacked the control panel.

"Breaking will shut down in 4 minutes and 42 seconds."

Sweat started to form on his brow. The atmosphere changed to a light blue, then he passed through a layer of clouds. He sighed in relief as the clouds opened up to reveal a crystal clear lake.

"Make for that body of water. Commence breaking." He eased the throttle back. The ship slowed minimally. "I said break damnit!"

"Breaks are only at 60 percent. Calculating angle for least impact force."

"Not like this. I can't die in a stupid accident. There's no honor in that." He sat motionless, watching the water rapidly come up to meet him.

The ship hit the water and bounced like a skipping stone, then began to cartwheel, finally ending up on the far shore, half submerged. There was no movement from the ship.

A small party of men cautiously approached. It was mangled almost beyond recognition.

"Over here! I think the pilot is still alive." One of the men pushed the cockpit open as far as its bent frame would let it. He reached in and unbuckled the harness. "Give me a hand here…take it easy, he's hurt pretty bad… can't believe he's even still alive."

Chance winced at the scene. Almost feeling sorry for the horrible little man. She looked over at Fate who was watching with that implacable half smile she always wore and wondered what it must be like to know how ones interference would ultimately effect someone's life. She had never had that luxury, but then again, she was the goddess of luck and chance.