Meowy!!!!! It's another story from your friendly neighborhood fanfic writer, SCAV.

I haven't seen a fic like this yet; it seems like a pretty cool idea to me.

Disclaimer: I do not own dbz.

Vejiita vs. Vegeta

Chapter 1

The Arrival of Vejiita!

Vejiita smirked. Everything was going as planned. Fersama was falling for his trap. He sat down on the cold, stone floor and folded his arms. His fiery, black hair rested against the wall. An entire chain of galaxies was about to be his. Fersama, the Empress, had underestimated his power. She had made the mistake of trusting him, thinking it didn't matter. After all, he was just a tail-less monkey, the last of his kind, wasn't he?

Vejiita laughed. Fersama was supposed to be smart. Her race was famous for its shrewdness. Her elf-like race. The one he had destroyed. Fersama herself had followed him to this little planet; he had seen her ship off in the distance. She was coming to avenge her people. Failing to notice the planet's lack of mountains, however, Fersama made a deadly mistake. She wouldn't be able to activate the unique Quoji ability to harness great strength through mountain rock. She thought it unnecessary to check Vejiita's power reading on her computer. But he was a lot stronger now. A whole Super Saiyajin level stronger.

Vejiita slowly rose from sitting and looked out the window. He could see Fersama's planet-trekker in the distance. Once she was there, barging into his hut, nothing could stop him from destroying her and taking the throne.

Then it hit him.

It was just a pulsing in his head at first, but then it grew until his brain was dizzy and his stomach was sick. He curled up on the floor in pain. What's--what's wrong with me? he thought, coughing. The pain subsided gradually, but something soon began to crush him into the ground. Vejiita tried to get up, but the force was too strong. It pinned him to the stone.

He let the blackness take him.

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Birds sang sweetly. The morning dew smelled fresh and cleansing. Feathery grass brushed up against his armor. Vejiita slowly rolled over onto his stomach, his cheek pressing into the soil. His eyes opened. Was he dead?

Vejiita sat up, looking around. He was almost surrounded by lush, green trees with leaves like needles. But on his right, a narrow path led out to an open, grassy plain. If he were dead, he should be in Hell, after all the things he'd done. But this doesn't look like Hell…Vejiita blinked. Could it be that after he died, he had been transported back to his old home world?

No. The sky was different. Vejiita sighed, gazing up disappointedly at the morning clouds. Planet Vejiita's skies were an innocent shade of pink (too innocent, in fact, for the planet's inhabitants), and he was staring up at the color of baby blue. Vejiita growled and punched himself in the gut, to become a cursing Saiyajin doubled over on the ground. That Saiyajin was definitely alive.

"It doesn't make sense!" Vejiita yelled out in Saiyago. He climbed onto his feet, annoyed. This…place…seemed familiar to him. As if he'd been here before, a long time ago. Hmph. It's probably just a planet you purged, Vejiita thought to himself. But the exact location was the least of his concern. It was the baffling mystery of how he'd arrived there that upset the Prince the most. His own confusion infuriated him. A moment earlier, he had been on Planet Geft, awaiting Empress Fersama. How could he suddenly find himself now on a land he wasn't even sure was a planet?

Vejiita folded his arms and rose slowly into the air. His steely black armor gleamed in the morning sun. Damn. He didn't even have a scouter. I'll have to find civilization without one, then. The left side of Vejiita's mouth twitched. If there is civilization…

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Reviews, please! What do you think of it? I don't mind if you say something bad; some CC will be appreciated too.

I'll try to update soon, but I'm going to upload Part 2 to "The Black Phoenix" in a little while.

Meowies!