Chapter 2- Clash with royalty
Collifla trained resentfully under her brother for a year. His violent technique taught her quickly and soon she was able to go through a sparring session without needing a trip to the med labs. When she was two months away from 6, she finally knocked her brother on his ass as he had done to her since the day she could stand. First he was angry, then looked at her with furious pride knowing that he had done his job. It quickly faded however, and Collifla woke in the med labs a day later.
While her body was being pushed to its limit, so was her mind. Her mother shoved every bit of knowledge she could into Collifla's brain.
Patona never bothered with Tomet. The Saiyen boy was more headstrong than any Saiyen on the planet Vegeta. He could have been the most brilliant general with his cleverness, thirst for power, and fighting strength, but instead he focused on nothing. He did not like to kill. Patona didn't understand why not. This was not because she was any more heartless or cold than the any other Saiyen on the planet. If anything, she was less. She actually liked her offspring, and Tomet knew that. He just stuck to his own and refused to take orders from anyone.
So Patona focused all her efforts on her daughter. She was just the same, but less rebellious when it came to her mother (because of the fact that she idolized her).
Collifla learned to read in the Common Tongue that year. She also discovered something else: In her studies of human culture, she found a pastime they called "singing". Curious, she listened to recordings in the palace library. The notes entranced the young Saiyeness. It flowed through her and gave her a sense of utter peace. She listened and imitated as much as she could, but to no avail. Then, she discovered she had her own sound. She let the notes tumble out of her mouth and wash over her. When she sang, every bit of hate she had for anyone or anything disappeared from her system, giving her a look of innocence and the aura of an angel. She thought of showing this to her mother, but Patona was already uncomfortable enough with Collifla's fascination with the human culture. So the little Saiyeness decided to keep it to herself.
Her job was boring. It was basically just walking back and forth across the desert. Sometimes she would fly (her mother taught her, and she perfected it about a month ago), but the desert sand would be stirred up by her ki and sting every exposed part of her. She had begun to wear armor over her black unitard (only elites wore blue). At first it was awkward, but after awhile she grew used to it. Although it did not move as well as only fabric, it bent well to make for easy fighting.
About 4 months after her 6th birthday, Collifla walked through the dusty desert to report to her father's godforsaken base. Lost in thought and busy shaking sand out of her tail, she didn't notice the boy walking towards her, and she didn't notice he had no intention of changing his direction. She bumped into him.
"Watch where you're going, commoner!" The boy cried.
"Well! Look who's so high and mighty and light on their feet!" Collifla taunted with a smirk.
"You'll pay for that! I am Prince Vegeta!"
"And I'm Lord Frieza himself," she said, rolling her eyes.
"Don't believe me, huh? Well I'll show you!" At the exact same time they powered up and charged. Vegeta hit Collifla in the face, while she landed her knee in his gut. After that, every punch thrown was blocked or dodged. They were totally even in power. When the fight was over, they were both crumpled in a heap on the ground. They turned their heads and looked at each other, breathing hard. The young boy was about her age. His hair was in a wild spiky upsweep and his build was just as small as she was. His face was narrow and he had promise to be quite good looking. He bore arrogance in his eyes, no question, but there was something she liked about him.
"Are you really Prince Vegeta?" The young Saiyeness gasped.
"Yup. Are you really Lord Frieza himself?" He asked with a slight smile.
"My name's Collifla," she said with a laugh.
"Well you're pretty good for a girl," he smirked.
"Pretty good??? I so won."
"You wish!" They tried to get up, but they still couldn't move.
"Prince Vegeta!" Yelled a voice.
"Oh god," Vegeta rolled his eyes.
"Prince Vegeta what happened? You little brat!" he snarled, rounding on Collifla, "How dare you commit such a crime! Do you know who this is?"
"Yes sir, Prince Vegeta."
"And who are you?"
"Lord Frieza himself," Vegeta mumbled. Collifla and Vegeta both began to laugh uncontrollably. "Help us up, Nappa, you stupid oaf! Take us to my father." The large warrior looked stunned. "Well? What are you waiting for???? The arrival of the legendary Super Saiyen??? Hurry it up! We haven't got all day!" Yelled Vegeta. He turned to Collifla, "You shall be granted the privilege of being my friend… if such a thing exists of course," he said with a smirk.
"Of course," she replied with a smile to match his own.
"Excuse me!" he said, addressing the Nappa, "We're waiting here! We can't exactly… oof… move!" Obviously very confused at what just happened, the large Saiyen picked up both of them and flung them over his shoulders.
"A girl? Be the Prince's sparring partner? Laughable," smirked the King. The prince crossed his arms and scowled.
"Her powerlevel matches mine perfectly, as does her technique. I could not get a better training partner, nor could she," he said hotly.
"Who is your father?" The King growled.
"My father is Cabon," whispered Collifla, hanging her head. She was ashamed of her father. It was her mother who she was immensely proud of.
"Cabon, huh? Why, he's a mere third class Saiyen. I believe my father demoted him as his last act as king. Where did you find this girl, Vegeta? Out on the street? She's a third class nothing!"
"My mother is Patona!" Piped Collifla. She cringed, expected to receive a hit for speaking out of turn, but the King was too stunned for words.
"Patona? Well… That changes everything. That makes you first class. Very well, my brat. You may have this girl," said the king sitting back in his chair.
"Come on," motioned Vegeta. Collifla followed the equally small boy down the corridor of the palace until they reached a room with guards standing on either side. Vegeta flashed his royal pendant, and the doors hissed open. Collifla followed the prince into the most beautiful room she'd ever seen. The bed was huge, there were weights scattered around the room and Saiyen toys filling the spots in between.
"Damn. The stupid maid hasn't been in to clean yet."
"Y-you have a maid???" Sputtered Collifla. The pride showed through the prince as if he were translucent as he nodded.
"You realize that you will have chambers next to mine of course," said the prince casually. Collifla thought of her old quarters. They were nice and comfortable since she was first class, but she shared it with Tomet, her brother. It was never pleasant when she awoke with a wekima crawling around in her mass of hair and her brother on the floor laughing.
"I'll have to ask my mother," she began…
"No need. I've just been summoned," said her mother, standing in the doorway. She ran a hand over her uncharacteristically silky hair. It used to be in an upsweep that fell to one side, but she had cut it short. It was growing back now (however, a Saiyen's hair never goes past its original length) and since it wasn't long enough to tie up yet, it annoyed the hell out of her. However, now her face shown with unsuccessfully hidden pride as she looked at her daughter.
"I'm proud of you," she said simply. The little Saiyeness bowed slightly. Her mother flicked her tail with approval and turned towards the young prince.
"We are honored my prince," she paused, obviously debating within herself. She sighed and finally gave in, saying, "Take care of her, majesty." With that, she turned and walked away.
"Will I ever see her again?" Whispered Collifla.
"Of course," he said carelessly, "She's a first class warrior. They always hang around here. You'll bump into her and stuff. Your new rooms are over there." The door hissed open and Collifla gasped. The room was just as grand as Prince Vegeta's, save for the fact that it was clean.
"Th-this is mine???" She gasped. The prince smirked.
"Not bad, huh? What, you think you could match my level perfectly and not get something in return for it?" He said smugly.
"Veggie's such a little mini-prick. I love him to death! Hehehe!"
Collifla trained resentfully under her brother for a year. His violent technique taught her quickly and soon she was able to go through a sparring session without needing a trip to the med labs. When she was two months away from 6, she finally knocked her brother on his ass as he had done to her since the day she could stand. First he was angry, then looked at her with furious pride knowing that he had done his job. It quickly faded however, and Collifla woke in the med labs a day later.
While her body was being pushed to its limit, so was her mind. Her mother shoved every bit of knowledge she could into Collifla's brain.
Patona never bothered with Tomet. The Saiyen boy was more headstrong than any Saiyen on the planet Vegeta. He could have been the most brilliant general with his cleverness, thirst for power, and fighting strength, but instead he focused on nothing. He did not like to kill. Patona didn't understand why not. This was not because she was any more heartless or cold than the any other Saiyen on the planet. If anything, she was less. She actually liked her offspring, and Tomet knew that. He just stuck to his own and refused to take orders from anyone.
So Patona focused all her efforts on her daughter. She was just the same, but less rebellious when it came to her mother (because of the fact that she idolized her).
Collifla learned to read in the Common Tongue that year. She also discovered something else: In her studies of human culture, she found a pastime they called "singing". Curious, she listened to recordings in the palace library. The notes entranced the young Saiyeness. It flowed through her and gave her a sense of utter peace. She listened and imitated as much as she could, but to no avail. Then, she discovered she had her own sound. She let the notes tumble out of her mouth and wash over her. When she sang, every bit of hate she had for anyone or anything disappeared from her system, giving her a look of innocence and the aura of an angel. She thought of showing this to her mother, but Patona was already uncomfortable enough with Collifla's fascination with the human culture. So the little Saiyeness decided to keep it to herself.
Her job was boring. It was basically just walking back and forth across the desert. Sometimes she would fly (her mother taught her, and she perfected it about a month ago), but the desert sand would be stirred up by her ki and sting every exposed part of her. She had begun to wear armor over her black unitard (only elites wore blue). At first it was awkward, but after awhile she grew used to it. Although it did not move as well as only fabric, it bent well to make for easy fighting.
About 4 months after her 6th birthday, Collifla walked through the dusty desert to report to her father's godforsaken base. Lost in thought and busy shaking sand out of her tail, she didn't notice the boy walking towards her, and she didn't notice he had no intention of changing his direction. She bumped into him.
"Watch where you're going, commoner!" The boy cried.
"Well! Look who's so high and mighty and light on their feet!" Collifla taunted with a smirk.
"You'll pay for that! I am Prince Vegeta!"
"And I'm Lord Frieza himself," she said, rolling her eyes.
"Don't believe me, huh? Well I'll show you!" At the exact same time they powered up and charged. Vegeta hit Collifla in the face, while she landed her knee in his gut. After that, every punch thrown was blocked or dodged. They were totally even in power. When the fight was over, they were both crumpled in a heap on the ground. They turned their heads and looked at each other, breathing hard. The young boy was about her age. His hair was in a wild spiky upsweep and his build was just as small as she was. His face was narrow and he had promise to be quite good looking. He bore arrogance in his eyes, no question, but there was something she liked about him.
"Are you really Prince Vegeta?" The young Saiyeness gasped.
"Yup. Are you really Lord Frieza himself?" He asked with a slight smile.
"My name's Collifla," she said with a laugh.
"Well you're pretty good for a girl," he smirked.
"Pretty good??? I so won."
"You wish!" They tried to get up, but they still couldn't move.
"Prince Vegeta!" Yelled a voice.
"Oh god," Vegeta rolled his eyes.
"Prince Vegeta what happened? You little brat!" he snarled, rounding on Collifla, "How dare you commit such a crime! Do you know who this is?"
"Yes sir, Prince Vegeta."
"And who are you?"
"Lord Frieza himself," Vegeta mumbled. Collifla and Vegeta both began to laugh uncontrollably. "Help us up, Nappa, you stupid oaf! Take us to my father." The large warrior looked stunned. "Well? What are you waiting for???? The arrival of the legendary Super Saiyen??? Hurry it up! We haven't got all day!" Yelled Vegeta. He turned to Collifla, "You shall be granted the privilege of being my friend… if such a thing exists of course," he said with a smirk.
"Of course," she replied with a smile to match his own.
"Excuse me!" he said, addressing the Nappa, "We're waiting here! We can't exactly… oof… move!" Obviously very confused at what just happened, the large Saiyen picked up both of them and flung them over his shoulders.
"A girl? Be the Prince's sparring partner? Laughable," smirked the King. The prince crossed his arms and scowled.
"Her powerlevel matches mine perfectly, as does her technique. I could not get a better training partner, nor could she," he said hotly.
"Who is your father?" The King growled.
"My father is Cabon," whispered Collifla, hanging her head. She was ashamed of her father. It was her mother who she was immensely proud of.
"Cabon, huh? Why, he's a mere third class Saiyen. I believe my father demoted him as his last act as king. Where did you find this girl, Vegeta? Out on the street? She's a third class nothing!"
"My mother is Patona!" Piped Collifla. She cringed, expected to receive a hit for speaking out of turn, but the King was too stunned for words.
"Patona? Well… That changes everything. That makes you first class. Very well, my brat. You may have this girl," said the king sitting back in his chair.
"Come on," motioned Vegeta. Collifla followed the equally small boy down the corridor of the palace until they reached a room with guards standing on either side. Vegeta flashed his royal pendant, and the doors hissed open. Collifla followed the prince into the most beautiful room she'd ever seen. The bed was huge, there were weights scattered around the room and Saiyen toys filling the spots in between.
"Damn. The stupid maid hasn't been in to clean yet."
"Y-you have a maid???" Sputtered Collifla. The pride showed through the prince as if he were translucent as he nodded.
"You realize that you will have chambers next to mine of course," said the prince casually. Collifla thought of her old quarters. They were nice and comfortable since she was first class, but she shared it with Tomet, her brother. It was never pleasant when she awoke with a wekima crawling around in her mass of hair and her brother on the floor laughing.
"I'll have to ask my mother," she began…
"No need. I've just been summoned," said her mother, standing in the doorway. She ran a hand over her uncharacteristically silky hair. It used to be in an upsweep that fell to one side, but she had cut it short. It was growing back now (however, a Saiyen's hair never goes past its original length) and since it wasn't long enough to tie up yet, it annoyed the hell out of her. However, now her face shown with unsuccessfully hidden pride as she looked at her daughter.
"I'm proud of you," she said simply. The little Saiyeness bowed slightly. Her mother flicked her tail with approval and turned towards the young prince.
"We are honored my prince," she paused, obviously debating within herself. She sighed and finally gave in, saying, "Take care of her, majesty." With that, she turned and walked away.
"Will I ever see her again?" Whispered Collifla.
"Of course," he said carelessly, "She's a first class warrior. They always hang around here. You'll bump into her and stuff. Your new rooms are over there." The door hissed open and Collifla gasped. The room was just as grand as Prince Vegeta's, save for the fact that it was clean.
"Th-this is mine???" She gasped. The prince smirked.
"Not bad, huh? What, you think you could match my level perfectly and not get something in return for it?" He said smugly.
"Veggie's such a little mini-prick. I love him to death! Hehehe!"
