Ch 3: I Am Prince Turlas
A/N: I'm back, hehe!
Ssj2m: So am I.
Saiyagal: Oh, shush. I'm trying to say something here.
Ssj2m: And your point is...?
Saiyagal: Meanie. Just read the story!
Ssj2m: I'm helping WRITE the story, why should I read it?
Saiyagal: Arg! Damn it, just sit back and relax! Jesus, is that such a hard request?
Ssj2m: Yup.
Saiyagal: -_-;
Ssj2m: this Chapter is rated R because of language
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Yes, I'm a prince, the voice said, seeming to smile in their heads. And I am proud of it, my girl.
"Don't call me a girl, you arrogant asshole!" Mel yelled, shaking her fist.
Oh? And what are you then, a boy?
"YOU ARE SO DEAD!"
I'm sure.
Sharpener grinned. "You never do change, my prince."
Oh, I do. Just not when it comes to the female race.
Videl rolled her eyes. "Pervert."
The voice laughed again. As you wish, lovely one. Who are your parents? I must meet the people who helped create such an exquisite beauty as yourself.
Now Videl blushed. "You fucking pervert!"
Ah, now I am a 'fucking' pervert. I must say, you have quite the vocabulary.
Videl was practically steaming out her ears. Mel hid a smile and said, "Fine then, Mr. Prince, are you gonna land or not? I've got better things to do then pound the shit out of weakling bastards like you."
Look out the window, my oh-so-brilliant girl.
The class ran to the window just in time to see a white-and-purple pod slam into the center of the baseball field, barely missing a rather unfortunate PE class. The resulting crater rocked the foundation of the school, making it seem as though an earthquake had just hit.
Mel grabbed Videl and jumped out the window, Sharpener gleefully following them. They landed around the edge of the crater and waited for it to open. And open it did, revealing a handsome young man, looking to be about 18 years old. He stood up and glanced around. His hair was short but very spikey, with one bang falling into his right eye. His eyes were black, full of expression but dominantly cold and uncaring. The saiyan armor screamed 'rich kid', being made of the best and toughest material in the universe. He smirked, showing a row of sharp white teeth. "Well well, what have we here. Two half bloods out to die."
"Don't call me a half-blood," Mel bristled. "I am Son Mel, the daughter of Goku!"
"Do you truly believe I care?"
"You uncaring piece of shit! I'll show you half-blood!" She screamed as she powered up into super saiyan level 2, her turquoise eyes narrowed. "Bring it on!"
The prince smiled. "Such a fiesty girl. No, I'm not here to fight you. Besides, it's against my principals to fight a weakling such as yourself."
Mel attacked him, aiming a punch at his head. He didn't move an inch. The punch hit and Mel smirked, confident that she had laid him out. But when the dust cleared, he still stood exactly where he had been.
"As I said, I am not going to fight you. That is not my mission here."
Sharpener laughed. "I do believe you scared her, Prince!"
"Yes, you're right. So, Mel, who did you say your father is?"
Mel glared at him, trying to recover herself. "Goku."
"Would this Goku have a saiyan name?"
"Yeah. Kakarot."
"Oh, Bardock's youngest. Well, at least you have an admirable grandfather."
"Who the hell is Bardock?"
"And you're supposed to be a smart one. He is your grandfather."
Videl jumped down and walked straight up to him, glaring him in the eye. He looked back down at her, mildly surprised at her daring. "Listen, you pompous asswipe, you leave my planet alone or you WILL pay the price!"
The prince smirked. "How much?"
"Smartass! Damn you, who the hell are you?!"
"You wish to know my name? I'm honored. I am Prince Turlas of Vegeta, the prince of all saiyans!" He gave a bow.
Mel snorted. "We only need one 'prince of all saiyans' here, monkey boy."
Turlas only smiled. "Whatever you say, my dear. Tell me, where is my brother?"
"Why should I tell you?"
"Simply for courtesy's sake."
"Fuck courtesy, I'm not telling you anything."
"Temper, temper." He suddenly disappeared. With a sinking feeling, Mel traced his energy and found it at Capsule Corp. She moaned. "Shit!" Grabbing Videl, she teleported after him.
Turlas had Vegeta against the wall of the gravity chamber by his throat. Vegeta was choking and clawing at his hands, trying desperately to dislodge him to allow air through. "What-do-you-want?!" he wheezed out.
Turlas growled. "I want to know why you never returned home, traitor!"
"Home to what? Frieza destroyed the homeworld!"
"It was wished back, you fool! We live again, and you never bothered to find us once more and reclaim your ancient rights!"
"I am the Prince brat!" But he was no longer able to speak at all. His face was becoming blue, his body going slack and his ki flickering down.
Mel had to act. She rushed and kicked the younger prince where no one wants to be hit. He yelped and backed off, glaring at her. She smirked and helped Vegeta up. "Go get Dad," she whispered in his ear. "I'll hold him off until you get back."
Vegeta nodded and ran out of the room. Mel and Turlas regarded each other.
"You know, girl, you're the first in a long while to hit me, let alone where you did," Turlas said. "I congradulate you."
"If that's true, then you saiyans must be pathetically weak."
"My people may not be as strong as you or I, but with me around, they do not need it."
"Ha. Come and get some!"
"I told you once before girl, I am not here to battle you."
"You attacked a fellow Z Warrior. That constitutes a battle. Or are you afraid of being beat by a humble little girl?"
Turlas's eyes narrowed. "Hm, now you're trying to pick a fight. That isn't very wise."
"I don't care if it's wise or not. You're gonna pay for attacking Vegeta and for ruining MY school!"
He laughed. "You're worried about that dump?"
"Hey, if it gets destroyed, then I go back to home schooling under my mom!"
"How pathetic."
Mel growled in frustration. "You keep saying it's not your mission to fight me. Then what is your mission?"
To her surprise, a light blush spread across his face. "It's rather personal, alright?"
"Personal?"
"Yes, personal! Good grief, you're one nosy brat."
"Don't call me a brat!" She powered up once more and attacked.
~*~
A/N: I'm back, hehe!
Ssj2m: So am I.
Saiyagal: Oh, shush. I'm trying to say something here.
Ssj2m: And your point is...?
Saiyagal: Meanie. Just read the story!
Ssj2m: I'm helping WRITE the story, why should I read it?
Saiyagal: Arg! Damn it, just sit back and relax! Jesus, is that such a hard request?
Ssj2m: Yup.
Saiyagal: -_-;
Ssj2m: this Chapter is rated R because of language
~*~
Yes, I'm a prince, the voice said, seeming to smile in their heads. And I am proud of it, my girl.
"Don't call me a girl, you arrogant asshole!" Mel yelled, shaking her fist.
Oh? And what are you then, a boy?
"YOU ARE SO DEAD!"
I'm sure.
Sharpener grinned. "You never do change, my prince."
Oh, I do. Just not when it comes to the female race.
Videl rolled her eyes. "Pervert."
The voice laughed again. As you wish, lovely one. Who are your parents? I must meet the people who helped create such an exquisite beauty as yourself.
Now Videl blushed. "You fucking pervert!"
Ah, now I am a 'fucking' pervert. I must say, you have quite the vocabulary.
Videl was practically steaming out her ears. Mel hid a smile and said, "Fine then, Mr. Prince, are you gonna land or not? I've got better things to do then pound the shit out of weakling bastards like you."
Look out the window, my oh-so-brilliant girl.
The class ran to the window just in time to see a white-and-purple pod slam into the center of the baseball field, barely missing a rather unfortunate PE class. The resulting crater rocked the foundation of the school, making it seem as though an earthquake had just hit.
Mel grabbed Videl and jumped out the window, Sharpener gleefully following them. They landed around the edge of the crater and waited for it to open. And open it did, revealing a handsome young man, looking to be about 18 years old. He stood up and glanced around. His hair was short but very spikey, with one bang falling into his right eye. His eyes were black, full of expression but dominantly cold and uncaring. The saiyan armor screamed 'rich kid', being made of the best and toughest material in the universe. He smirked, showing a row of sharp white teeth. "Well well, what have we here. Two half bloods out to die."
"Don't call me a half-blood," Mel bristled. "I am Son Mel, the daughter of Goku!"
"Do you truly believe I care?"
"You uncaring piece of shit! I'll show you half-blood!" She screamed as she powered up into super saiyan level 2, her turquoise eyes narrowed. "Bring it on!"
The prince smiled. "Such a fiesty girl. No, I'm not here to fight you. Besides, it's against my principals to fight a weakling such as yourself."
Mel attacked him, aiming a punch at his head. He didn't move an inch. The punch hit and Mel smirked, confident that she had laid him out. But when the dust cleared, he still stood exactly where he had been.
"As I said, I am not going to fight you. That is not my mission here."
Sharpener laughed. "I do believe you scared her, Prince!"
"Yes, you're right. So, Mel, who did you say your father is?"
Mel glared at him, trying to recover herself. "Goku."
"Would this Goku have a saiyan name?"
"Yeah. Kakarot."
"Oh, Bardock's youngest. Well, at least you have an admirable grandfather."
"Who the hell is Bardock?"
"And you're supposed to be a smart one. He is your grandfather."
Videl jumped down and walked straight up to him, glaring him in the eye. He looked back down at her, mildly surprised at her daring. "Listen, you pompous asswipe, you leave my planet alone or you WILL pay the price!"
The prince smirked. "How much?"
"Smartass! Damn you, who the hell are you?!"
"You wish to know my name? I'm honored. I am Prince Turlas of Vegeta, the prince of all saiyans!" He gave a bow.
Mel snorted. "We only need one 'prince of all saiyans' here, monkey boy."
Turlas only smiled. "Whatever you say, my dear. Tell me, where is my brother?"
"Why should I tell you?"
"Simply for courtesy's sake."
"Fuck courtesy, I'm not telling you anything."
"Temper, temper." He suddenly disappeared. With a sinking feeling, Mel traced his energy and found it at Capsule Corp. She moaned. "Shit!" Grabbing Videl, she teleported after him.
Turlas had Vegeta against the wall of the gravity chamber by his throat. Vegeta was choking and clawing at his hands, trying desperately to dislodge him to allow air through. "What-do-you-want?!" he wheezed out.
Turlas growled. "I want to know why you never returned home, traitor!"
"Home to what? Frieza destroyed the homeworld!"
"It was wished back, you fool! We live again, and you never bothered to find us once more and reclaim your ancient rights!"
"I am the Prince brat!" But he was no longer able to speak at all. His face was becoming blue, his body going slack and his ki flickering down.
Mel had to act. She rushed and kicked the younger prince where no one wants to be hit. He yelped and backed off, glaring at her. She smirked and helped Vegeta up. "Go get Dad," she whispered in his ear. "I'll hold him off until you get back."
Vegeta nodded and ran out of the room. Mel and Turlas regarded each other.
"You know, girl, you're the first in a long while to hit me, let alone where you did," Turlas said. "I congradulate you."
"If that's true, then you saiyans must be pathetically weak."
"My people may not be as strong as you or I, but with me around, they do not need it."
"Ha. Come and get some!"
"I told you once before girl, I am not here to battle you."
"You attacked a fellow Z Warrior. That constitutes a battle. Or are you afraid of being beat by a humble little girl?"
Turlas's eyes narrowed. "Hm, now you're trying to pick a fight. That isn't very wise."
"I don't care if it's wise or not. You're gonna pay for attacking Vegeta and for ruining MY school!"
He laughed. "You're worried about that dump?"
"Hey, if it gets destroyed, then I go back to home schooling under my mom!"
"How pathetic."
Mel growled in frustration. "You keep saying it's not your mission to fight me. Then what is your mission?"
To her surprise, a light blush spread across his face. "It's rather personal, alright?"
"Personal?"
"Yes, personal! Good grief, you're one nosy brat."
"Don't call me a brat!" She powered up once more and attacked.
~*~