Prologue.
Earth.
Bulma rolled over in her sleep. Vegeta watched her. She looked quite peaceful. 'And beautiful', he admitted. Smiling he pushed a strand of hair out of her face. Although his touch was as soft and gentle as he could manage, she still woke up. She opened her eyes and looked at him. She smiled dreamily. "Good morning," she said softly to her saiyan prince. "It sure is," Vegeta said, smiling warmly at her. She looked at the alarmclock. It was half past nine already. She yawned lazily. She didn't feel like getting up. But she knew she had to. She had this business meeting to go to. Her suitecases were already downstairs and she would be gone for a week or so. She sighed. She knew she would miss her prince. But on the other hand she knew he would miss her too. That made her feel good and drowsily she laid her head on her husband's shoulder. The next thing she knew it was eleven o'clock and she had to hurry. "Why didn't you wake me?!" she yelled at Vegeta. "Because. I didn't feel like letting you go," he said after making sure nobody who could hear them was around. Although Bulma was a bit pissed off, she found what her husband said pretty sweet. She dressed herself quickly and put on her make-up. After that she gave Vegeta a quick goodbye-kiss, wich he turned into a very long passionate kiss, and got in her aircar. Seeing her fly away, Vegeta sighed. He loved her with all his heart. His love had only grown over the past 18 years. Trunks was the result of that. The brat was now 17 years old and was on a schooltrip. He should be back in three days or so. Vegeta had Capsule Corps for himself, since Bulma's parents had retired and now lived somewhere in the mountains. Putting his hands in his pockets he walked back inside to get breakfast. Bulma had tought him how to use the microwave and she had made sure there was enough food for him to last at least a week, the rations were saiyanrations, wich meant that the whole basements was stuffed with microwave easy-to-heat food packages. After breakfast he went to the Gravity Chamber to train, just for the fun of it. It made him relax. He needen't do that anymore, since their was no-one in the universe who was stronger then him or Kakarot, but he still found it nice to train and so he continued to do it. Every day a few hours. But since the brat was 10 he had made sure to spent enough time with his wife and son.
Skiros.
Falco watched as red explosions announced the end of the fool who had dared to spill water over him. Behind him, his second in command chuckled. Ragdan had allways enjoyed watching people die, especially when they had insulted himself or Falco. Though Ragdan had never seen Falco smile at the sight of someone being killed, he knew Falco liked it too. There was a soft knock on the door, followed by a greenhaired warrior named Borun. Borun was one of the people who could actually relax when Falco was around. Ragdan could also. They both were friends with Falco, although they never showed that in public. Falco turned around and sat down in his chair, motioning Ragdan and Borun to do the same. This meant they were no longer talking in ranks, but as friends. "So, what's been happening?" Falco asked. "Well, Heinix has fallen without any difficulties and we have some nice new 'entertainment' on the base, if you know what I mean," Borun said smirking. Borun was actually very handsome, but he never found one woman satisfying. He always had lots of them in his room and as the other second in command, he got to pick the best out of the slaves. Ragdan looked at Borun and shook his head laughing. "I still can't understand why you need all those women," he said, "I never needed a second." "Well, you're just loyal, unlike our drinking scum," Falco said laughing. "What's that supposed to mean?!" Borun burst out, "I know I drink yes, but never when I'm on duty and I've gotten drunk!" "I know, but still, you drink a lot," Falco said. Before they would get in a fight, Ragdan changed the subject. "Has that bloody saiyan been found yet Falco?" "We know in wich solar system he is and on what planet," Falco told them, "But we don't know where on the planet yet." Ragdan nodded. While telling the complete story about the search he heard Falco's voice get edgy and harsch. Ragdan understood that. Falco was half changeling and half saiyan. His mother had been a saiyan piece of 'entertainment' as Borun called it, and his father had been none other then Freeza. And thanks to that pathetic monkey another monkey had been able to destroy his father. If Vegeta hadn't betrayed Freeza, Falco's father would still be alive. Vegeta would have killed that other bloody monkey and Freeza would have been immortal thanks to the dragonballs on Namek. When Falco had found out about Vegeta's betrayal he had sworn to kill the saiyan prince slowly and painfully. And now they had located the pathetic monkey on Earth. They knew exactly how to get him. It was just a matter of time before they could torment him to death.
Earth.
Bulma rolled over in her sleep. Vegeta watched her. She looked quite peaceful. 'And beautiful', he admitted. Smiling he pushed a strand of hair out of her face. Although his touch was as soft and gentle as he could manage, she still woke up. She opened her eyes and looked at him. She smiled dreamily. "Good morning," she said softly to her saiyan prince. "It sure is," Vegeta said, smiling warmly at her. She looked at the alarmclock. It was half past nine already. She yawned lazily. She didn't feel like getting up. But she knew she had to. She had this business meeting to go to. Her suitecases were already downstairs and she would be gone for a week or so. She sighed. She knew she would miss her prince. But on the other hand she knew he would miss her too. That made her feel good and drowsily she laid her head on her husband's shoulder. The next thing she knew it was eleven o'clock and she had to hurry. "Why didn't you wake me?!" she yelled at Vegeta. "Because. I didn't feel like letting you go," he said after making sure nobody who could hear them was around. Although Bulma was a bit pissed off, she found what her husband said pretty sweet. She dressed herself quickly and put on her make-up. After that she gave Vegeta a quick goodbye-kiss, wich he turned into a very long passionate kiss, and got in her aircar. Seeing her fly away, Vegeta sighed. He loved her with all his heart. His love had only grown over the past 18 years. Trunks was the result of that. The brat was now 17 years old and was on a schooltrip. He should be back in three days or so. Vegeta had Capsule Corps for himself, since Bulma's parents had retired and now lived somewhere in the mountains. Putting his hands in his pockets he walked back inside to get breakfast. Bulma had tought him how to use the microwave and she had made sure there was enough food for him to last at least a week, the rations were saiyanrations, wich meant that the whole basements was stuffed with microwave easy-to-heat food packages. After breakfast he went to the Gravity Chamber to train, just for the fun of it. It made him relax. He needen't do that anymore, since their was no-one in the universe who was stronger then him or Kakarot, but he still found it nice to train and so he continued to do it. Every day a few hours. But since the brat was 10 he had made sure to spent enough time with his wife and son.
Skiros.
Falco watched as red explosions announced the end of the fool who had dared to spill water over him. Behind him, his second in command chuckled. Ragdan had allways enjoyed watching people die, especially when they had insulted himself or Falco. Though Ragdan had never seen Falco smile at the sight of someone being killed, he knew Falco liked it too. There was a soft knock on the door, followed by a greenhaired warrior named Borun. Borun was one of the people who could actually relax when Falco was around. Ragdan could also. They both were friends with Falco, although they never showed that in public. Falco turned around and sat down in his chair, motioning Ragdan and Borun to do the same. This meant they were no longer talking in ranks, but as friends. "So, what's been happening?" Falco asked. "Well, Heinix has fallen without any difficulties and we have some nice new 'entertainment' on the base, if you know what I mean," Borun said smirking. Borun was actually very handsome, but he never found one woman satisfying. He always had lots of them in his room and as the other second in command, he got to pick the best out of the slaves. Ragdan looked at Borun and shook his head laughing. "I still can't understand why you need all those women," he said, "I never needed a second." "Well, you're just loyal, unlike our drinking scum," Falco said laughing. "What's that supposed to mean?!" Borun burst out, "I know I drink yes, but never when I'm on duty and I've gotten drunk!" "I know, but still, you drink a lot," Falco said. Before they would get in a fight, Ragdan changed the subject. "Has that bloody saiyan been found yet Falco?" "We know in wich solar system he is and on what planet," Falco told them, "But we don't know where on the planet yet." Ragdan nodded. While telling the complete story about the search he heard Falco's voice get edgy and harsch. Ragdan understood that. Falco was half changeling and half saiyan. His mother had been a saiyan piece of 'entertainment' as Borun called it, and his father had been none other then Freeza. And thanks to that pathetic monkey another monkey had been able to destroy his father. If Vegeta hadn't betrayed Freeza, Falco's father would still be alive. Vegeta would have killed that other bloody monkey and Freeza would have been immortal thanks to the dragonballs on Namek. When Falco had found out about Vegeta's betrayal he had sworn to kill the saiyan prince slowly and painfully. And now they had located the pathetic monkey on Earth. They knew exactly how to get him. It was just a matter of time before they could torment him to death.