Chapter 3: Child of Destiny

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Caso stared at the light reflecting of f the deadly blade. She knew what she had to do.

Hadara felt warm tears of rage and hopelessness slide down her already sweat-soaked skin. Her daughter was going to die and she could do nothing about it.

Eamon stood shocked. 'That hateful bastard.' He looked at the peaceful child, who lay on the table blinking her eyes. 'She didn't even get the chance to live.' He thought bitterly.

"You cannot harm the youth" a voice broke the silence.

King Vegeta whirled around. "Why not?" he demanded.

Caso replied calmly, "If her blood is spilled it will be the death of us all.

"Why is that?"

"She is a child of destiny. She will do things are mind cannot even comprehend. She will become a hero. An answer to all unanswered prayers, a protector of the weak, savior of innocent. She will avenge her people and remember those long forgotten."

Bardock thought Caso was crazy. He looked at the child who was presently sucking her thumb, with drool running down her chin. He shook his head. 'The old hag's lost her marbles. No way the king will allow the child to live.'

The truth was King Vegeta was afraid of Caso. All her predications had been correct. He feared her because she knew how, when, where, and why he would die. Death was the ultimate opponent. One could never beat it, no matter hard how hard you trained or how much you had. Even with all the men under his command, all his planets under his name, he couldn't escape the inevitable. He was just a mortal. And every time he looked at Caso he was reminded of that fact.

"Well, what do you suppose I do with the brat?" Vegata snapped.

"Her mother will care for Prince Vegeta and stay in the castle. The Prince can play with her." Caso replied.

Gevira was in awe. This child and her mother were to live in the palace and watch HER son! Not likely. Knowing her husband, he'd turn them out while muttering about lower classes.

"Fine" Vegeta said after a lengthy silence. He glanced at the table. "Well, what are you going to name her? You can't except me to call 'the brat' her entire life, now do you?"

Hadara sat and thought. With all the commotion surrounding the baby's birth, she didn't think about a name too much. She needed something special after all her daughter was to be a hero. 'She is a child of destiny.' Those six words echoed in her mind. Suddenly a name flashed in Hadara's mind.

Hadara announced slowly "The child is to be called Celeste."