This story is roughly based on Pericles Prince of Tyre by William
Shakespeare and submitted to Adimra for contest number 4. Of course it is
a B/V it is also an AU so some characters had to be changed a little to fit
the story line. I apologize up front for the OOC'ness of some of them.
The biggest change being in Freeza for the sake of this fan fic he is not
the raise one finger planet destroying "thing" that we all know and hate.
He is evil and all but just not that powerful.
Trials of Destiny
By Mela989898 Part 2
Slow.
That's the only word that could pretty much sum it up. That's how his journey was going painfully, agonizingly, catastrophically slow. Bradock had warned Vegeta ahead of time that the only way the cloaking device he installed would stay in tack and project the false data was if the space pod stayed moving at a speed under 1.250 standard light units. Seeing that under normal circumstances a saiyan space pod would be traveling at 12.020 standard light units nearly ten times as fast Vegeta felts as if he was Vendarin snail trapped on top a Turkien turtle. He already could not stand the cramp confinements of a standard saiyan space pod. When ever he normally traveled he would take a royal star cruiser or something from the military fleet never a simple one man space pod. Although he dreaded the confinements and very the extremely slow pace he was pleased with the advanced adjustment Bradock had designed into it. He received a great chance to test most of the advanced functions out via one of Freeza's border scout ships as he was almost run down by one once he left saiyan space. The fact of the matter was if he had been traveling .0001 units slower and the scout ship had come three seconds earlier he would have space road kill. The scout ship had cross directly into his flight path moving at high speed. The fact that they could not see him did not stop them from almost killing him. Wouldn't that be a site to see "The legendary Saiyan no Ouji Vegeta the fourteenth gets killed by accident in space ship collision right out side of saiyan space!" Sighing to him self he tried to close his eyes and meditate as the little pod continued to putt, putt it's way through enemy space.
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Once again the Saiyan no Ou sat alone within his thrown room, but this time as he gazed upon the heavens that shined down brightly through a window bathing him in a starlight glow, his thoughts were not upon his dead mate but of the fate of their offspring instead. His mind raced with constant thoughts doubt of his choice to send his son away. Truth be told he sent Vegeta away for more than just finding a new ally not that he would ever admit the real reason to anyone but him self. For weeks the Ousama feared Freeza would lunch another attack on Vegeta-Sei soil. He had paid the ultimate price last time by loosing his mate he would not loose the hire to his empire what little empire that was left also to the maniacal tyrant! So he sent the boy away for his own good and hopeful their world would be in fear no longer when it was time for his return. Vegeta had been gone ten days now and no communications with him could be established. Bradock had advised the Ousama to be patient that the Ouji would not be able to communicate with Vegeta-Sei until he was far outside of Cold space. Through out the many years of the war the third class warrior had become the Ousama most trusted adviser taking the place of the saiyan royal court in most matters of the kingdom. And with that the Saiyan no Ou not only entrusted him with matters of the empire but with his life and the life of his son too. He had entrusted Bradock to construct more like totally reinvent the space pod that Vegeta had taken. It was all done in secret with new technology and new metal alloys that the saiyans seized from one of Freeza's flagship ships that they had conquered. The Ousama only hoped that the technology was enough to see his son's safety. It was not as if he was worrying over the boy. He knew that his son was very well trained and one of, if not soon to be the most powerful warrior in the known universe. Yet he knew the journey ahead of his soon could be described as a difficult one to say the least. After five more days had passed, word begun to leak out onto Vegeta-Sei that the Ouji was missing. That he had not been seen around the palace or the royal training grounds for days. The people began to gossip and speculate about the missing Ouji's whereabouts. Some went as for as even claming that he was captured or even killed by Lord Freeza him self. Although the Ousama's favorite story about his son's whereabouts was the one where he had been sold to a Phalanxen covenant as a sex slave. The Saiyan no Ou could only image the things his son would have to say if he were to have heard such nonsense. Yet in fear that this could damage his son's mission if word got back to Freeza about Vegeta disappearance the Ousama quickly addressed the people explaining that his son went to do some intensive training alone in the Luna mountains in hope of taming his elusive destiny. For the most part the people believed his explanation about the Ouji sudden drop from the people's eyes, not that anyone would ever question the Ousama's word out loud anyway.
As the days went on and no word was heard from the Ouji pressure from Freeza and his forces intensified. Once again he and his army were close to attacking on Vegeta-Sei soil. On one of the last saiyan planetary strong holds the planet Vega-Sei a sister world to Vegeta-Sei a ferrous battle was taking place. Fifteen thousands saiyans already claimed Vega- Sei as their grave and the remain five thousand could only pray to gods that, that would live long enough to make it to night fall when a full moon would shin over Vega-Sei's heavens. The brave warriors on the front line had been sending word to palace repeatedly in hope of reinforcements but the Ousama found that there were simply none to spare. His first commander Nappa warned him that the people were already spread to thin and that the five thousand remaining on Vega-Sei were brave but expendable compared to the rest of the royal fleet.
"Tell them to die with honor." Nappa harshly spat out.
Outraged by the ideal that true full blood saiyans warriors would be considered expendable like yesterdays leftovers the Ousama himself deiced to leave for Vega-Sei and take his royal elite's with him to unsure the survival of the remaining warriors posted there.
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Vegeta was finally entering the northern galaxy when he felt it was safe and far enough from Cold space to deactivate the cloaking device that was installed on the ship and go to full speed. He let out a tired sigh as the tiny space pod began to rumble, whirl, and shake with the sounds of powering up. Vegeta tried to relax a little and get conformable in his cramp quarters before the sleeping gas began to fill the pod. His last truly rational though being not of his mission ahead but thoughts of his father for some strange reason flooded his mind then out of nowhere blackness simply overtook him.
thump.
That was all it took a simple thump.
One single ball of cosmic dust.
The first of what would soon be many. And yet that first little thump of a miniscule piece of an asteroid did the most damage, ripping through the pods outer lining damaging the systems that controlled navigation making controlling the pods speed and direction impossible. Maybe if the pods operator were awake at the time of the systems malfunction he could of have had a chance of saving or finding away of fixing the systems before they were too far gone to repair, but that was not the case and was not to be so.
Soon more thumps and thuds were heard and a life was hung in a deadly balance.
Trials of Destiny
By Mela989898 Part 2
Slow.
That's the only word that could pretty much sum it up. That's how his journey was going painfully, agonizingly, catastrophically slow. Bradock had warned Vegeta ahead of time that the only way the cloaking device he installed would stay in tack and project the false data was if the space pod stayed moving at a speed under 1.250 standard light units. Seeing that under normal circumstances a saiyan space pod would be traveling at 12.020 standard light units nearly ten times as fast Vegeta felts as if he was Vendarin snail trapped on top a Turkien turtle. He already could not stand the cramp confinements of a standard saiyan space pod. When ever he normally traveled he would take a royal star cruiser or something from the military fleet never a simple one man space pod. Although he dreaded the confinements and very the extremely slow pace he was pleased with the advanced adjustment Bradock had designed into it. He received a great chance to test most of the advanced functions out via one of Freeza's border scout ships as he was almost run down by one once he left saiyan space. The fact of the matter was if he had been traveling .0001 units slower and the scout ship had come three seconds earlier he would have space road kill. The scout ship had cross directly into his flight path moving at high speed. The fact that they could not see him did not stop them from almost killing him. Wouldn't that be a site to see "The legendary Saiyan no Ouji Vegeta the fourteenth gets killed by accident in space ship collision right out side of saiyan space!" Sighing to him self he tried to close his eyes and meditate as the little pod continued to putt, putt it's way through enemy space.
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Once again the Saiyan no Ou sat alone within his thrown room, but this time as he gazed upon the heavens that shined down brightly through a window bathing him in a starlight glow, his thoughts were not upon his dead mate but of the fate of their offspring instead. His mind raced with constant thoughts doubt of his choice to send his son away. Truth be told he sent Vegeta away for more than just finding a new ally not that he would ever admit the real reason to anyone but him self. For weeks the Ousama feared Freeza would lunch another attack on Vegeta-Sei soil. He had paid the ultimate price last time by loosing his mate he would not loose the hire to his empire what little empire that was left also to the maniacal tyrant! So he sent the boy away for his own good and hopeful their world would be in fear no longer when it was time for his return. Vegeta had been gone ten days now and no communications with him could be established. Bradock had advised the Ousama to be patient that the Ouji would not be able to communicate with Vegeta-Sei until he was far outside of Cold space. Through out the many years of the war the third class warrior had become the Ousama most trusted adviser taking the place of the saiyan royal court in most matters of the kingdom. And with that the Saiyan no Ou not only entrusted him with matters of the empire but with his life and the life of his son too. He had entrusted Bradock to construct more like totally reinvent the space pod that Vegeta had taken. It was all done in secret with new technology and new metal alloys that the saiyans seized from one of Freeza's flagship ships that they had conquered. The Ousama only hoped that the technology was enough to see his son's safety. It was not as if he was worrying over the boy. He knew that his son was very well trained and one of, if not soon to be the most powerful warrior in the known universe. Yet he knew the journey ahead of his soon could be described as a difficult one to say the least. After five more days had passed, word begun to leak out onto Vegeta-Sei that the Ouji was missing. That he had not been seen around the palace or the royal training grounds for days. The people began to gossip and speculate about the missing Ouji's whereabouts. Some went as for as even claming that he was captured or even killed by Lord Freeza him self. Although the Ousama's favorite story about his son's whereabouts was the one where he had been sold to a Phalanxen covenant as a sex slave. The Saiyan no Ou could only image the things his son would have to say if he were to have heard such nonsense. Yet in fear that this could damage his son's mission if word got back to Freeza about Vegeta disappearance the Ousama quickly addressed the people explaining that his son went to do some intensive training alone in the Luna mountains in hope of taming his elusive destiny. For the most part the people believed his explanation about the Ouji sudden drop from the people's eyes, not that anyone would ever question the Ousama's word out loud anyway.
As the days went on and no word was heard from the Ouji pressure from Freeza and his forces intensified. Once again he and his army were close to attacking on Vegeta-Sei soil. On one of the last saiyan planetary strong holds the planet Vega-Sei a sister world to Vegeta-Sei a ferrous battle was taking place. Fifteen thousands saiyans already claimed Vega- Sei as their grave and the remain five thousand could only pray to gods that, that would live long enough to make it to night fall when a full moon would shin over Vega-Sei's heavens. The brave warriors on the front line had been sending word to palace repeatedly in hope of reinforcements but the Ousama found that there were simply none to spare. His first commander Nappa warned him that the people were already spread to thin and that the five thousand remaining on Vega-Sei were brave but expendable compared to the rest of the royal fleet.
"Tell them to die with honor." Nappa harshly spat out.
Outraged by the ideal that true full blood saiyans warriors would be considered expendable like yesterdays leftovers the Ousama himself deiced to leave for Vega-Sei and take his royal elite's with him to unsure the survival of the remaining warriors posted there.
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Vegeta was finally entering the northern galaxy when he felt it was safe and far enough from Cold space to deactivate the cloaking device that was installed on the ship and go to full speed. He let out a tired sigh as the tiny space pod began to rumble, whirl, and shake with the sounds of powering up. Vegeta tried to relax a little and get conformable in his cramp quarters before the sleeping gas began to fill the pod. His last truly rational though being not of his mission ahead but thoughts of his father for some strange reason flooded his mind then out of nowhere blackness simply overtook him.
thump.
That was all it took a simple thump.
One single ball of cosmic dust.
The first of what would soon be many. And yet that first little thump of a miniscule piece of an asteroid did the most damage, ripping through the pods outer lining damaging the systems that controlled navigation making controlling the pods speed and direction impossible. Maybe if the pods operator were awake at the time of the systems malfunction he could of have had a chance of saving or finding away of fixing the systems before they were too far gone to repair, but that was not the case and was not to be so.
Soon more thumps and thuds were heard and a life was hung in a deadly balance.