Frieza laughed hard at his challenger. He was forming a deathblow crusher and Vegeta looked helpless. Frieza fired and it rushed at Vegeta. Then, when it was right infront of his face, Frieza made it stop in the air.
"How bad are you Vegeta?"
"Good enough. Smart too. Why do you always stop it?" Vegeta yelled and smashed the deathblow back at Frieza. The training program froze it and made it dissapear, moments before smashing Frieza to pieces.
"Because I like to get the last word in." The two shared a laugh. They were both young fighters, and the princes of the mightiest empire in the universe. King Vegeta and King Cold were capturing planets and splitting the rule. They had always been jealous of each other's power. Vegeta was the prince of the saiyens, and though it wasn't his official title, Frieza was the prince of King Cold's empire. Vegeta and Frieza were good friends, but there was a hidden desire to out preform the other in both of them. "I'm going to join my father in a planet auction. We should train again tomarrow."
"Yes, it is late. You won't be so lucky next time Frieza." They both left the training room quickly.
"All of you saiyens are worthy…Why Vegeta, what a pleasant surprise." The king of saiyens acknowledged his son as he marched into the room. He was talking to a group of 30 saiyens, who were in a military formation, and armor. They all bowed quickly. "I am choosing your bodyguards, now that you are leaving the planet for an extended period with Frieza and his men. Since you are here, you may choose."
"Show me your fighting skills!" Vegeta was restless and wanted to choose only the best. Five stood out from the rest of the crowd. They were Nappa, Raditz, Kenko, a girl named Mika, and Kakkarot. "Hmm…Kakkarot, show me your identification card…What! A third class? Hahahaha! You may back down." He looked closely at all of the men, but skipped the two women fighters. "I have made a decision. Nappa and Kenko are to be my bodyguards. Not that I need any" he added. The rest of you are to accompany me on my trip as my warriors. Takeoff is at 0800 hours next week. Be there or we leave you!" Vegeta spoke sharply at the saiyens, and all looked pleased exept for Kakkarot and Mika.
Six days later, in the room of Prince Vegeta
"Which planet am I to go to, father?"
"It is a planet King Cold bought from a green man in an auction today. He didn't want it, but that young one Frieza insisted. Now we need you to conquer and colonize it. You and Frieza must share command. Stay focused, and don't let the troops get out of hand." King Vegeta was talking to his son as Vegeta tossed his armor in his large bag.
"Does Frieza have his own army?"
"I would assume so. Remember son, train hard forever to out-do that Frieza. The day will come when we can subdue them and turn this into your own empire!"
"Yes…" Vegeta sounded like he agreed, but didn't enjoy the thought of destroying Frieza, his best friend.
"So, my son, everybody is here but the prince of saiyens and his men. I don't know how you can stand that arrogant monkey but…"
"Shh…Here they come father!" Frieza hushed his father as drums beat hard. Vegeta's grand parade was being held. All of the troops were marching in may-day style,and every ten out of one-hundred rows of saiyens, two flags were held on either side. A drum kept a steady marching beat. In the front, King and Prince Vegeta were riding in an open carraige. King Vegeta and King Cold bowed to each other, and King Cold made a long speech about the mission, and how it would be a year of hopping planets and capturing them before the two reached home again. Vegeta's choosen troops flew up ahead of the rest, and entered the space craft. The rest of the saiyens, and King Cold's men marched back to the palace of King Vegeta.
Vegeta and Frieza were in the conference room of the space craft discussing the powers of their mighty armies. The two sets of bodyguards were beginning to get to know each other. Frieza had choosen a tall pale man named Zarbon, and a short, fat, pink man named Dodoria. Suddenly, the black haired women warrior Mika stormed into the room. She had black hair pulled into two short ponytails sticking strait up. She had sliver lipstick and eyeshadow, obviously a sign of her family.
"You are horrible, Prince Vegeta! You chose the two highest class saiyens to be your bodyguards, instead of the best fighters! And another thing…" She suddenly met an icy stare from the prince, and an angry one from Frieza. She slowly bowed to Vegeta, then to Frieza. "And another…another thing…I'm sorry for complaing, my prince." She quickly began to walk out of the room, when Vegeta yelled for her to halt. Now the girl, who was about a year younger than Vegeta quivered. "Please don't hurt me…I want to die a more honerable death…not by my own kind…I meant no harm, I was just upset that…"
"Quiet! I will not kill you. You are one of my most powerful soldiers. I like how you respect and fear those more powerful then you, but you still stand up for your self. A true saiyen indeed. You will be rewarded with the title of Officer." Mika's face brightened immeadeatly, but Vegeta's face darkened. He yelled "BUT IF YOU EVER SPEAK TO ME IN THAT MANNER AGAIN, YOU WILL HAVE NO FUTURE AS A SAIYEN!!! Now get out!!!I'm having a conference with your other lord Frieza. Pay your respects!" Mika bowed to both of them and scurried out of the room.
With in a week, the first-class saiyen Raditz was named the other officer of the Saiyen army. Frieza and Vegeta were training in the ship's complex training facility. They both had a shield around them and the computer calculated the damage of each blow. Frieza was blocking every one of Vegeta's punches with relative ease. Then Frieza's fist lit up and he smashed at Vegeta. Vegeta lifted his arm to block it and the computer spoke 99% POSSIBLE DAMAGE. SHATTERED ARM.
"Damn you Frieza! Take this! BIG BANG BALL! Vegeta collected all of the energy around him and compacted it into a big ball in his right hand. He threw it at Frieza and the computer boomed. 200% DAMAGE. FIGHT OVER. VEGETA IS THE WINNER! But it was too late. Vegeta had lit up with a golden aura and was yelling in anger over the computer. His and Frieza's sheild's dissapeared, and Frieza was screaming for Vegeta to stop. But Vegeta couldn't hear. He couldn't see either. He was just focusing all of his strength into this attack. "FINAL STRIKE!" Vegeta wasn't visible under the thick aura anymore. He sped tworads Frieza like a torpedo and struck him head first. Frieza screamed in agony, and Vegeta finally realized that the shields were off. 700% DAMAGE. FIGHT OVER VEGETA IS THE WINNER! Vegeta ran to Frieza, who was a bloody, shattered wreck. He flew him to the sick bay, where they treated his blood and threw him in the regeneration tank.
Vegeta sat in his makeshift throne room, his forehead buried in his hand. Could he have actually killed Frieza? Was he that stupid? Was he that heartless? Was he that powerful!? Mika and Raditz marched into his throne room. They bowed.
"My lord."
"How do you, my prince?"
"Fine, fine officers. Have a seat."
"The doctors have done all they can. The first regeneration tank was to weak to heal the massive wounds on Frieza. They have placed him in a stronger one, but it seems too weak still. It is all up to luck now." Raditz finished his grave report.
"Things look grim for Master Frieza. And also, we are having trouble controlling bad blood brewing between our soldiers and Frieza's men. A rumor got out that Frieza had died, and they blamed you for it. A brawl started when the soldiers began to defend you. It is interesting to note that you take full control of his army if Frieza should pass away. Thank you for your audience, my lord." Mika bowed and left. Raditz stayed though.
"Now we must discuss the plan to take Namek for ourselfs…"
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