Well people I must say that I will probably fix some of the small mistakes later on as I continue this story line. I wish to also tell you that Scopa-sama will be assisting me in writing this story. I have Ch. 3 done so if you don't see it up for some reason don't yell at me J
Bardock saw the beam streak out of the android's finger but his sight was quickly blocked by another siaya-jin, who took the blast for him. He looked at the short pointy haired figure and frowned.
"Vegeta? Is that you? I thought you had die!" He put and hand on Vegeta's shoulder, and gasped as he saw that the man who stood in front of him had no beard.
"Who… Who are you?" Bardock said as he flared into Super Siaya-jin form.
Vegeta grunted and turned his attention back to the androids. They looked exactly the same. Everything was the same, everything except the whole world. Vegeta sighed and took a step forward toward the androids.
18 looked at the newcomer and smiled. "Who are you that you think that you can defeat us?"
17 nodded his head in agreement with his sister and stepped up to Vegeta. "Are you really stupid or do you need me to prove the point to you?"
Vegeta smiled. "No, I need you to show me how powerful you are."
17 jumped into the air and formed a large ball of energy in his hand. "Ok. But I hope you know that you have just doomed the whole city as well as yourself!" He threw the ball down at Vegeta and smiled as it impacted the Siaya-jin.
The ball sunk about 3 feet into the ground before it stopped and 17 gasped as he saw Vegeta push the thing up with one hand. His hair was brilliant gold like the other siaya-jin.
"Is that all you've got?" Vegeta asked then started laughing. "Perhaps it is time that you learn FEAR!" Vegeta threw the ball back at 17, who dodged it.
"Impossible," 17 shouted, "no one is stronger than me!"
17 shot down at Vegeta feet first, but instead he hit the ground. Bewildered he looked around only to find Vegeta hanging upside down behind him. He gasped just before Vegeta sent him flying with a powerful backhand.
Vegeta landed down on the ground and looked at 18 and smiled. "Well, 18, do you want a turn?"
The female android stepped back and frowned. "I'll be back with my brother and next time we will not underestimate you." She then turned and fled after her brother.
Vegeta turned around just a small boy of maybe ten landed down in front of him. He looked like a miniature Bardock. The boy was looking up at Vegeta with an open mouth.
"Hey! How did you do that? You power level is awesome!"
Vegeta smiled as he could tell now that this was obviously Goku. "I trained very hard, and spent countless hours in meditation."
The boy smiled and floated up to him. His tail unwrapped from around his body and lashed around wildly. "Can you teach me?"
Bardock interrupted, "Kakarotto!"
"But dad I want be as strong as him!"
Bardock smiled and ruffled his son's hair. "You will be, but for now go and play with Grandpa Gohan. He is probably bored without you!"
Kakarotto smiled and shot up in the air and away from the small band of siaya-jin warriors. Bardock watched his son with a small smile and then directed his attention to the stranger, Vegeta.
"Alright, first thing is first, I am Bardock, King of the Saiya-jins. Now who the hell are you and how the hell did you get so powerful?"
Vegeta crossed his arms and smiled. "I am Vegeta. I am the Prince of ALL Saiya-jins!"
Bardock frowned at him. "Prince Vegeta? But you died and even if you were alive you would only be around 17 or so. You have to be at least 38 or so. Now tell me the truth."
"Why should I tell you a damn thing? I am by far your superior, maybe I should just kill you and take the Crown away."
Bardock shook with anger, but slowly calmed himself down. He slowly extended his hand toward Vegeta and said, "Well even if you do wish to take the crown from me I still am going to welcome you as you are one of the very few remaining siaya-jin left."
Vegeta smiled and shook Bardock's hand. "Don't worry, I don't plan on taking your crown, but I am hear because I require some training myself. I am trying to reach the next level of Super Saiya-jin."
Bardock raised an eyebrow at that comment but let it slide as he turned around and pointed to his men. "Go and tell the people to prepare dinner, and make sure they make enough for our guest!"
The men saluted and shot off to the center of the city. Bardock turned to Vegeta and motioned him to follow. Bardock lifted off and followed his men at a leisurely pace.
Bulma and Yamcha were making out when 18 interrupted them. "You didn't tell me that there was someone stronger than 17! We nearly died today and you said it would be a simple battle!"
Bulma, whose face was completely red, turned toward 18 with a shocked face. "Someone stronger than 17? Not possible, we check ahead of time for any power levels that were even close to 17 and the only one was Bardock who only had 8 million. 17 should have easily handled him with a power level of 19 million!"
18 gave and unfeminine snort, "Well your wrong because that guy that we met had a power level reading of at least 27 million and I am sure that he was a saiya-jin. So I am guessing with that high a power level that he can go super and I am sure that his power would at least double!"
Both Bulma and Yamcha's jaws were wide open and their eyes were bulging out. "27 m…m…. million?"
"No way! That is to much, we have no chance against something that radical!" Yamcha yelled.
"Damn," Bulma said as she pulled away from Yamcha and started to pace the floor. "How are we going to fight against this!"
Yamcha's head dropped down to his chest and he frowned, "Maybe, just maybe, we should except the Treaty."
Bulma slapped Yamcha. "Are you nuts! We all know what will happen when they are done with Freeza!"
"Yeah, but Goku is with them and you know he is a saiya-jin and you still let him come and visit you."
"Goku is different! He is kind and caring! Bardock, even though he looks like Goku, is nothing like Goku!" Bulma sank to the floor and started to cry.
Yamcha looked up at 18, "Hey you didn't happen to catch the guy's name did you?'
"Yes, his name is Vegeta. And from what I have learned that is the name that all King's take. That is until Bardock became King."
Bulma looked up and smiled. "Perhaps then we can pit them against each other?"
"No way Bulma," Yamcha said. "If this new saiya-jin didn't kill Bardock right away then he must not want to take the throne."
"But what if he is just playing with them?"
"I doubt that," 18 interjected. "He seamed to… calm and I don't know… Happy?"
The two lovers looked at 18 with raised eyebrows.
Several hours pass and all the leaders of the rebellion met in the Capsule Corp. conference room to discuss the new power that just arrived.
Krillin who was by far the strongest of the bunch because of his days spent in the Room of Spirit and Time. He should be around 11 right now, but instead he was around 18 and his power was nearly a match for Bardock's.
Tien and Chou-zu were there as were Yamcha and Bulma. 17 and 18 entered the room and took their seats. And the meeting began in earnest. They argued and bickered over what they should do until Bulma's butler came in and announced that they had a guest.
"You people stay here…" Bulma began before someone opened the doors and stepped in.
The whole assembly gasped. "Vegeta!" 17 and 18 said together.
The group popped up in unison and got into fighting positions.
"HELL NO! You will absolutely not fight in my house!!!" Bulma yelled and everyone cringed even Vegeta.
"I am not here to fight woman, so all of you can sit the hell down now!"
They all sat down, knowing that they had little choice and no chance against him. They all looked dumb founded. Bulma just stood there looking at him with this weird look on her face.
"Then why are you here?" Bulma asked.
"I am here to talk some sense into you idiots! Why don't you just except the treaty?"
"Because you will turn against us as soon as you've killed Freeza!"
Vegeta snorted, "Krillin here could kill Freeza. I could kill Freeza without even touching him and Bardock most certainly wouldn't have any problems!"
Vegeta walked to the front of the room. "You need to form the treaty so that he has someone to help defend Earth while he is gone!"
They all looked at him slack jawed and did nothing. Vegeta sighed and sat down, "I'll just sleep here until you guys come up with a decision."
With that Vegeta fell asleep and the arguments began anew.
Goku was jumping around Gohan happily playing with his new toy, a yo-yo. Gohan smiled at the young saiya-jin and not for the first time thought that should probably leave the kid so he could train with his father more often. The thought quickly left his mind as young Goku landed on his lap and instantly fell asleep. He ruffled the boy's hair and let his mind slowly drift away.
A small space pod sped through space at speeds far greater than the speed of light. Inside was a battered and bloodied Vegeta. He could still feel the pain from the beating that Freeza had given him when he finally refused to be used for Freeza's sexual pleasures. The once proud saiya-jin prince had been stripped of everything including his innocence because of Freeza. The only reason he got away was because the Kami on the planet had used his last remaining life to transport Vegeta to his home in the ski.
Vegeta moaned as he shifted positions, trying in vain to get comfortable with most of his ribs broken and a shattered leg. Slowly the cryogenic freezer turned on and he was in suspended animation heading toward earth. He would hit earth soon since this space pod was moving at a speed far greater than most ships could attain.
Within a few days his space pod was approaching earth. It slowed down as it passed Saturn and slowly approached earth. The young saiya-jin was thawed out as the ship approached the planet. All the pain of the injuries came thundering back into his brain and he almost let out a scream.
"Approaching planet Earth, please make sure you are buckled up and that all items are put away."
Vegeta looked down at the machine and frowned. "Earth?"
"Yes, I was programmed to go to Earth. We shall be entering the atmosphere in 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, entering into atmosphere."
The pod began to shake violently as it sailed down and toward the new home of Capsule Corp.. It impacted about 200 yards away causing everyone to jump up and realize that Vegeta was gone and that it was already near midnight.
"What the hell was that?" Bulma yelled, as she was the first out the door and running toward the impact area.
Bulma came to a halt as she looked down on the small space pod. Slowly the door opened and reveled a saiya-jin covered in blood and unconscious.
Krillin froze behind Bulma and frowned at the newcomer. "Hey that guy looks just like Vegeta!"
Bulma skidded down into the crater and down to the young saiya-jin. She felt for a pulse and found it, though it was weak. She moved her hands around his body finding that his ribs and left arm were broken and his right leg shattered.
The saiya-jin groaned and looked up at Bulma, a smile crossed his lips. "Am I in heaven?" he asked reaching up to the angle.
"No," the angle replied.
"Oh," his face got sad, "I guess I am in hell after all. But surely you're an angle! Please help me!" He reached out but the pain in his leg and chest overwhelmed his and he passed out.
Bulma looked down on the saiya-jin who was now in a recovery tank his body rapidly healing from the beating it had taken. He had called her an angle. She couldn't help but like him for that, but something else peaked her interest. He was incredible, his body far more muscular than Yamcha's and his spiky hair just made her go nuts with desire to run her fingers through it.
The computer beeps brought her out of her daydream and back into reality. Another ten minutes and she could drain the tank. Then she would meet this saiya-jin that called her an 'angle.' She stood there patiently until the computer beeps told her that the man was ready to be brought out of the tank.
Bulma pressed the button to drain the tank and slowly the water pored out and into the drainage that she had build around the tank. Slowly the saiya-jin's eye's blinked open. He groaned and started to fall forward, but Bulma quickly caught him and dragged the dazed saiya-jin onto a medical bed were she ran some test on him and felt for any remaining injuries.
Vegeta looked up at the woman and tried to focus, but found that he couldn't do it. He knew that he had just gotten out of a Regeneration Tank because he felt the cold liquids still on his body.
He remember her, remembered that he thought that she was an angle. He couldn't argue that she sure looked like one, but he knew she was real and he felt a strange longing for her. All he had ever had was Freeza, but he didn't ever want Freeza. He didn't like having to do those things with Freeza, but he had no choice. He had made the choice of life over honor and pride.
"Please…" he said in a whisper.
Bulma jumped and leaned closer to him. "Did you say something?"
"Please… I need… You."
Bulma jumped back. She was completely taken aback by what the young saiya-jin had just said. She couldn't say that she wanted him to, he was extremely attractive, but she didn't think that it would be the first thing out of his mouth.
"Men," she snorted and began shining a light in his eyes and poking foreign objects into his mouth.
"Well she said," with a smile, "you're as healthy as an ox, or rather a saiya-jin."
Vegeta sat up, he could feel energy slowly returning to him and he flexed his arm a couple of times and stretched the leg that had been shattered. 'She was right, I am as good as new.'
Vegeta slid off the table and stood in front of the woman who was now staring at him her face turning red.
"Is there something wrong with you woman?" Vegeta asked feeling a slight chill, but not even giving it a thought.
"Um… err…. You need to get some clothing on!"
She turned around, but she couldn't hide the fact that the last thing she was looking at was his manhood. Vegeta smiled and looked around the room.
"Ok. I'll put on some clothing as soon as you give me some."
Bulma almost jumped out of her skin when he stepped in front of her. She couldn't help looking into his black eyes. 'A woman could lose herself in those eyes,' she thought as she quickly pulled out some sweats that she had bought for Yamcha but forgotten to give to him. It would have to do for now.
Vegeta slid on the bottoms but threw the top over on the table, it was to hot in here for that kind of clothing. Bulma turned around and smiled.
"Well that is much better!"
"Whatever you say woman."
"I have a name and it isn't woman. My name is Bulma."
Vegeta snorted. "Whatever, woman, I am Vegeta. I am the last living survivor of the Royal Blood Line."
Bulma's eyes widened. 'How could this be she thought?" she thought, "she had just met Vegeta and he was so much older. Could that one be this ones father or even older brother?'
