Chapter 6
"Piccolo...I didn't act that bad! And beside the fact that two, TWO, more people know who I am, was my fighting a shame too?" Kit asked not caring if she looked like a fool in front of the huge crowd, but worried about how she looked in her father's eyes.
"Vegeta seemed to be amazed...of course that might be the initial shock of seeing his daughter after, what? Twenty years?" piccolo configured, answering both yes and no.
"Oh! You Nameks are so aggravating! You never give a straight answer!" she complained throwing her arms in the air and turning to leave.
"You were fine..." piccolo added quickly, as he smiled at the look on her aggressive face.
"Yeah, I just hope father thinks so..." she said under her breathe heading to the women's locker room to get an over shirt.
"Dad? Dad!" trunks yelled, attempting to get his father to answer his questions.
"Here, let me try..." Goku chimed in, seeing that trunks' efforts were going unnoticed. Goku lifted a hand to the back of Vegeta's head, and thinking that Vegeta would naturally stop him, he swiftly made contact.
"What was that for baka!" Vegeta shouted, covering the back of his head with a free hand.
"Ahh.... you were supposed to block that... wow, you must have been thinking hard!" Goku defended with a dopey sort of expression on his face.
"So anyway, dad...how do you know this girl?" Trunks repeated himself for what seemed to be the one-hundredth time, and very well could have been.
"What? Oh, it's none of your business boy...just someone from the past...who's supposed to be dead.... but she's nothing now!" he spat, looking at the convinced faces in front of him.
"That's too bad Vegeta...she doesn't seem to think that way of you." 18 added shortly directing all the attention to her, but then she just went back to talking with Videl.
"What do you mean android?" he demanded coldly, and anxiously.
"I mean, we spoke, and you came up...and I just don't think that a person like Kit can be...well forgotten very easily...even over twenty years..." she explained, her voice staying the same throughout and in a sort of bored rhythm. Kit's heart sank at the fact that someone needed to defend her against her own father. She couldn't help but lurk behind the corner when she heard her father speak...she wanted to hear him tell them about her.... about her childhood on planet Namek, when he would toss her into the air and play with her, unlike anything he had ever done before. He never admitted that he loved her, but he showed it in every way, and he always bragged about her. But now he wouldn't even admit to her existence, now he seemed embarrassed...and maybe it was better if he hadn't remembered who she was at all.
"I guess it was wrong to come after all...." she whispered to herself. She took a quiet deep breath when she felt a hand on her shoulder, but knew that it was piccolo, and she knew that he was reassuring her, even without words.
"Explain yourself woman!" Vegeta ordered, annoyed with her knowledge.
"Well, do you really want ME to tell them what relation you have with her...or do you want the honor?" she asked waiting for him to tell the group, but preparing herself to do it for him also.
"What does it matter to them? It's my life." he stated, folding his arms over his chest and putting on a royal pout.
"How about I just tell them for you then..." Kit said stepping out, and not happy at this point.
"Kitandra...I didn't really believe it at first...but it is you...alive..." Vegeta said, once again amazed.
"Yes, it is me! And please...why do you not acknowledge me? I know you remember me!" she accused him, raising her voice to him, which touched a nerve.
"Don't speak that way to me! I did not bring you up to act like that to your father!" he instructed, not realizing what he had said.
"Father...I...I have a sister?" Trunks said, trying to work out everything he was hearing in his head. The group's jaws hit the ground, with the exception of 18, Videl, Gohan, and piccolo, who had stopped what they were doing and decided to hear the whole conversation.
"So that would explain where the tail came from!" Krillin pointed out, as they all changed the direction of their gaze to Kit's tail.
"No, you didn't raise me to act like this...in fact, you didn't raise me at all!" Kit ignored the comments that were fluttering around in the background. She turned her head, and she finally knew how it truly felt to be a Saiyan, she stood there proud and refused to let herself cry.... she wasn't going to let them think she was week...now she was just as strong as her father, and just as heartless.
"What are you talking about girl? It's not my fault you got yourself killed!" he defended himself gripping his hands into fists, and holding them to his side.
"Of course, and I suppose it was all my doing then..." Kit gave one last look at her father and then fully turned her body around and exited from the direction in which she came.
"Gosh Vegeta! She is your daughter! You could have been nicer to her!" Gohan complained, giving a disapproving glance at Vegeta.
"It's nothing you should be worrying about boy...so just go away." he retorted, sitting on the bench and crossing his arms. Piccolo grunted at Vegeta's disturbing confidence, and he walked off, once again left to heal Kit's wounds.
"Are you ok?" he asked, noticing Kit sitting in the other room, with her eyes frozen on a dot on the floor.
"I'll be fine," she answered without feeling, and holding back the tears that willed so much to show themselves.
"You know you don't have to be strong for Me." piccolo said taking the seat next to her.
"I'm not trying to be strong for anyone but myself...it is how my grandfather taught me to be...and now I see how childish I was acting when I cried like an infant. Humph.... I remember this one time when I was living with my grandfather...or rather staying with him, because well, no one was alive there, but I was training with my mother, and I skimmed the side of her face with my nail, and made a small cut.... so, by reflex, she punched back, and sent me flying a good fifteen feet back. I could feel the warm tears stain my face, but all I could really see was my grandfather's face starring down at me with discuss, and him saying 'now what would your father think if he saw you like this!', I never cried around him from that day on, but my mother said it was good to cry, and I always felt alright around her...but now I can see that very same look in her eyes as well, and I don't want to see that in anyone else's..." she confessed, her hands shaking, and her whole body trembling.
"Kit..." piccolo whispered, placing his hand under her chin, and moving her head to face him. "Don't worry about that..." he finished, not really knowing what to say, but still yearning to comfort her. *Damn I'm so stupid! That's all I can say? Why do I even want to say anything! This isn't like me! * He scolded himself in his head, but his expression on his face not changing.
"Actually... I'm not worried...I think I'll be fine as a true Saiyan...I'll make grandfather, and mother happy...but most of all, I'll make my father proud!" she declared standing up and stretching out. Piccolo only watched as she walked off confidently, he truthfully didn't want her to make all these changes so quickly, but there was no way he could stop her.
"Piccolo?" a voice asked from behind the Namek, who was sitting and thinking deeply. He turned his head in response, keeping his thoughtful expression displayed on his face. "Ummm...are you busy? Should I come back at another time?" Gohan asked quietly, stepping a bit closer to where piccolo was.
"Now is fine. What would you like?" he asked, closing his eyes and beginning to meditate, but still keeping his ears perked to hear Gohan out.
"Well, from what I've heard...well, I thought Vegeta cared about Kit..." Gohan said taking a seat next to piccolo.
"I'm sure he does, actually I know he does...but you know Vegeta...the day he admits that he cares for someone is the day I will get married...in other words...it won't happen." piccolo replied seriously.
"Wow, Piccolo...you just made a joke...kind of...Kit really did change you didn't she...or at least she started to...I have to compliment her success..." he babbled on more to himself than to piccolo.
"Gohan?" Piccolo opened his eyes and turned to face Gohan.
"Huh?" Gohan questioned searching Piccolo's face for any emotion but finding no trace.
"Shut up!" he yelled returning to his meditation.
"Fine, fine...can I ask you one more question though...it's about the tournament..." Gohan interrogated, waiting patiently for piccolo's nod of approval. "Ok, do you know who fights next? I mean the order that everyone fights in.," he asked after receiving piccolo's ok.
"I wasn't sure myself, so I made it my business to check it out... the first match was Kit and Krillin, and now Trunks should be fighting some man named Shen. After Trunks' match is Goten's, against some pretty big dragon like monster named Cargon. The fourth puts Vegeta against an earthling woman, faith, I presume that won't be much of a challenge...same with Goku's fight with a young looking male earthling called Tarmus. The sixth fight will be with 18 and some arrogant tall guy named Scott, and before mine with Videl, there's yours with a well know martial artist named Grace...I hear she's quick, but nothing a Saiyan can't handle..." Piccolo explained, not impressed with his competition.
"Yeah, thanks Piccolo, I don't think we'll have much trouble...I'm going back to watch the end of Trunks' battle...you coming?" Gohan requested, walking to the door.
"I suppose..." Piccolo said joining him.
A man with shaggy brown hair, who was a good two inches taller than Trunks, laid another punch to his face, but trunks didn't budge.
"Please say this isn't the best you can do," he teased, seeing the anger build up in Shen's face.
"Like you can do any better, kid?" Shen tempted, exhausted from all the wasted effort that he put into his punches that didn't even bruise or scratch him.
"I could, I just don't know if I want to spoil my fun though." Trunks smiled, and clutched his fists. With a swift swing, that was apparently to fast for Shen to see, he hit slammed his hand into she's side lightly...by Saiyan standards. Shen bent over in agony, his eyes popping out from the speed demonstrated by his opponent. "But I guess all good things must end sooner o later..." he finished as Shen fell to the ground unconscious, and he walked calmly off the ring and back to the others.
"Good job Trunks!" Goten exclaimed as he entered the small room where everyone was watching.
"Yeah, that was great!" Goku joined in on the excitement.
"Thanks guys...but it was nothing..." trunks said modestly...but the sad part was that he was telling the truth.
"Looks like you're up against your new found sister now." Gohan pointed out, walking over to trunks and patting him on the back for his success.
"Yeah...I kinda want to see what she's made out of...and if I need to, well I can just go super...surprise her a bit..." Trunks whispered, excited at the opportunity to fight.
"I doubt she'd be surprised...and I highly doubt you'd catch her off guard...even if you do...she'll probably just become super Saiyan also..." Vegeta added smugly, and absent-mindedly. Everyone looked over to him and he mumbled something under his breath that only he could hear.
"You mean she's a super Saiyan too? But...but how do you know?" Trunks stumbled, dumbfounded at his father's statements.
"She was born as a super Saiyan...hence the red hair and blue eyes...when she powered down, after she was born, her hair was red instead of black, and her eyes were blue...she definitely stood out...but she took advantage of that fact, and she would go around distracting people..." Vegeta explained, actually acknowledging the fact that he had a daughter. A smile spread across his face as he remembered what they used to have back on planet Namek, before Frieza destroyed it.
*Flash Back*
"Vegeta! You better keep an eye on that girl of yours!" a tall, bald man with a long furry brown tail yelled annoyed.
"Napa! Don't talk to me with such disrespect! And that girl of mine can do just fine on her own...I'd even go as far to say that she could last longer in a fight than you!" Vegeta spat in his daughter's defense.
"Sorry your highness, it's just I am not a babysitter, I'm a fighter!" Napa apologized, anger growing in his eyes. A small child with flaming red hair and crystal blue eyes walked up to Vegeta and crossed her arms in the same fashion as he did. Her tail was neatly wrapped around her waist and her face was playfully mocking Napa's.
"I don't need anyone to look after me! I'm fine on my own like father said!" she announced raising her head to the sky, and expressing great pride through her actions.
"Kitandra, go back to your mother...we have to prepare to go on another mission...this time it's a direct order from Lord Frieza..." Vegeta instructed the eight-year-old Kit.
"But Papa! You promised to stay for a week! It has only been three days!" she complained. "Can't you just tell him that you have more important things to do? And more important people to be with! Like me and momma!" she continued, a slight tear forming in her eye.
"I can not just go up to Frieza and tell him that I won't do it! If I did, I would get us all killed!" he responded, placing his hand on Kit's shoulder.
"I think you can beat him!" she chimed encouragingly. Vegeta gave a short laugh and bent down so that he was face to face with Kit. She smiled widely expecting him to give in to her, but he only brushed a lose strand of hair out of her face.
"It's not a hard assignment, I'll be back tomorrow...and that is a promise I will keep!" he whispered to her, standing up straight and ruffling his hand through her hair. She squirmed to get away from him, and he grabbed her waist and tickled her sides, not giving her the chance to get break free.
"No! Stop! Haha! Stttoooppp!" she yelled through uncontrollable giggles. She took a sharp deep breath and prepared an attack of her own, but her father sensed it before she could cause harm. Her attempted punch to his face gave her time to run in the opposite direction, and Vegeta only stood and watched her hide behind a large rock.
"I don't get it...I just don't get it Prince Vegeta..." Napa commented, bewildered at Vegeta's display of affection towards Kit.
"What's wrong now Napa?" Vegeta asked directing his attention to Napa.
"Nothing, nothing at all...." he said as Vegeta swiftly turned back around after receiving a soft zap from one of Kit's weakest energy blasts.
"I have to go now Kitandra...I'll be back soon...." Vegeta shouted walking to an awaiting ship, on the launching pad. "Are all the supplies ready for departure?" Vegeta asked a man as he came out of the ship with an empty box.
"Yep! That was the last load of food...good luck you two, I hear the inhabitants of the quartz planet are a pretty restless bunch..." the man warned, placing the box with a pile of others.
"Ha! Nothing a Saiyan can't handle." Vegeta declared not afraid of a small planet such as quartz, who's people were all around 5 feet tall and had skin that resembled granite tiles, and eyes that burned red and had the ability to tear through the thickest of metals. Vegeta was confidant that he could achieve his goal of conquering this planet, and he had no doubt that it would take less than he told his little girl.
"Bye papa!" Kit yelled, waving her hand frantically in the air back and forth. "Come home soon!" she continued demandingly before she ran off towards a younger looking Sierra.
"He'll be back soon enough, Kitandra..." Sierra comforted her daughter.
"I know! He promised me! He has to now!" she chirped, reassuring herself, as Sierra only smiled at her child's trust in people. Vegeta looked back at Kit and Sierra, and gave a nod that in it's own way say goodbye. He walked into the ship, and sat down in a large gray chair, next to where Napa was currently sitting.
"Everything is set, all we have to do is press the blue button..." Napa informed Vegeta.
"Good, do we have everything?" Vegeta asked, making sure they were fully prepared with enough food, and supplies.
"Yes, last I checked we had the essentials your highness." Napa replied, getting ready to hit the launching mechanism.
"Go ahead then, let's get this over with." Vegeta said, bored and tired. "I'm going to go train in the gravity room in the back of the ship," he told Napa, as he rose from his chair and headed back into the depths of the ship. "Not too bad..." he mumbled to himself, inspecting the room, and the many gadgets on the panel in the middle. He pressed in a few keys, and 50g showed up on the screen as the room was light with an orange/red glow, and he could feel the gravity start to push down on him. "Right, let's get started! 50 times gravity!" he instructed himself throwing a few practice punches before he jumped up into the air and began a wave of punches and kicks that were going almost too fast to see. Sweat dripped off of Vegeta's face as his count reached 499 and then with one more push his goal of 500 one handed push-ups was complete. He stood up, and with a little difficulty went over to the panel and turned off the gravity. The room returned to normal, and he gave a sigh of relief. Vegeta's muscles were given a good work out, and he reached for the towel neatly folded at the door, and wiped the sweat off his face.
"Are you done training Prince Vegeta?" Napa asked as Vegeta entered the control room.
"For now I am. Are we almost there?" he returned, looking at the coordinates displayed before him.
"I'd give it about five more minutes...actually I was about to come and get you soon to tell you we would be arriving in no time at all." Napa explained, and pointed out Vegeta's good timing, but one couldn't tell if it were true or if Napa was just trying to butter him up.
"Good then, I..." Vegeta began, but was interrupted by a loud beeping coming from the computer. Entering new atmosphere blinked on the screen and the ship began to treble a bit. "Never mind, it looks like we are here." Vegeta finished balling his fists and anticipating the surprised faces he was about to see on the planet. The two saiyans stepped out of the ship and searched the land for any sign of the inhabitants until, that is, a branch cracked under someone's shoe, and a man, who stood 5 feet tall straightened up and walked towards the Saiyan prince.
"What business do you have here?" the man demanded firmly.
"Why, we only wish to...kill you!" Vegeta replied coldly, pausing for a second and then delivering a sharp punch to the creature's stomach.
An hour passed, and Napa was walking over a pile of bloody bodies scattered around looking for any possible survivors.
"I don't see the king, or his son." Napa commented, not that worried. "But I doubt they would pose much of a threat anyway, the only reason they are the rulers is due to their intelligence, not strength." Napa continued, now rummaging through some valuables in a wooden trunk.
"Ha, weaklings..." Vegeta added, amused at what he believed to be stupidity. He took a step towards Napa, and leaned over to see what was in the chest that had Napa so occupied. "Hmmm... Kit should like this..." he said, lifting up a white gold chain with a small diamond on it that was shaped like the head of a unicorn. Vegeta placed the necklace into his pocket and he began to head back to the ship. "That wasn't so hard, we'll be back a lot earlier than expected."
Vegeta was away for a total of 16 hours, and his lack of sleep from the night before was starting to make its self known. Their ship had finally reached its destination on Namek at 4:30 am. Quietly Vegeta crept into his small house, and headed into a large room with a long couch. Exhaustion had finally gotten the best of him, and he was too tired to go any further, so he took a seat, and leaned his head back. "I'm so tired I can't even sleep," he whispered to himself.
"Me too papa...I stayed up waiting for you!" Kit chimed from behind the couch's arm.
"Kitandra, you should be in bed, not waiting for me!" Vegeta corrected, but he didn't push her away when she began to climb on the cushion next to him, and lay her head in his lap. Vegeta placed his hand on her cheek, and he brushed away the hair that was covering her smooth skin.
"I'm glad you came back papa...I missed you..." she said, closing her eyes and giving into her desire to sleep.
"I'm glad I came back too...I missed you every second I was gone..." he responded so quietly that he could barely hear himself. Darkness seemed to sweep across the room, and a moment later Vegeta found himself peacefully at sleep with his daughter in his arms.
*End of Flash Back*
"Piccolo...I didn't act that bad! And beside the fact that two, TWO, more people know who I am, was my fighting a shame too?" Kit asked not caring if she looked like a fool in front of the huge crowd, but worried about how she looked in her father's eyes.
"Vegeta seemed to be amazed...of course that might be the initial shock of seeing his daughter after, what? Twenty years?" piccolo configured, answering both yes and no.
"Oh! You Nameks are so aggravating! You never give a straight answer!" she complained throwing her arms in the air and turning to leave.
"You were fine..." piccolo added quickly, as he smiled at the look on her aggressive face.
"Yeah, I just hope father thinks so..." she said under her breathe heading to the women's locker room to get an over shirt.
"Dad? Dad!" trunks yelled, attempting to get his father to answer his questions.
"Here, let me try..." Goku chimed in, seeing that trunks' efforts were going unnoticed. Goku lifted a hand to the back of Vegeta's head, and thinking that Vegeta would naturally stop him, he swiftly made contact.
"What was that for baka!" Vegeta shouted, covering the back of his head with a free hand.
"Ahh.... you were supposed to block that... wow, you must have been thinking hard!" Goku defended with a dopey sort of expression on his face.
"So anyway, dad...how do you know this girl?" Trunks repeated himself for what seemed to be the one-hundredth time, and very well could have been.
"What? Oh, it's none of your business boy...just someone from the past...who's supposed to be dead.... but she's nothing now!" he spat, looking at the convinced faces in front of him.
"That's too bad Vegeta...she doesn't seem to think that way of you." 18 added shortly directing all the attention to her, but then she just went back to talking with Videl.
"What do you mean android?" he demanded coldly, and anxiously.
"I mean, we spoke, and you came up...and I just don't think that a person like Kit can be...well forgotten very easily...even over twenty years..." she explained, her voice staying the same throughout and in a sort of bored rhythm. Kit's heart sank at the fact that someone needed to defend her against her own father. She couldn't help but lurk behind the corner when she heard her father speak...she wanted to hear him tell them about her.... about her childhood on planet Namek, when he would toss her into the air and play with her, unlike anything he had ever done before. He never admitted that he loved her, but he showed it in every way, and he always bragged about her. But now he wouldn't even admit to her existence, now he seemed embarrassed...and maybe it was better if he hadn't remembered who she was at all.
"I guess it was wrong to come after all...." she whispered to herself. She took a quiet deep breath when she felt a hand on her shoulder, but knew that it was piccolo, and she knew that he was reassuring her, even without words.
"Explain yourself woman!" Vegeta ordered, annoyed with her knowledge.
"Well, do you really want ME to tell them what relation you have with her...or do you want the honor?" she asked waiting for him to tell the group, but preparing herself to do it for him also.
"What does it matter to them? It's my life." he stated, folding his arms over his chest and putting on a royal pout.
"How about I just tell them for you then..." Kit said stepping out, and not happy at this point.
"Kitandra...I didn't really believe it at first...but it is you...alive..." Vegeta said, once again amazed.
"Yes, it is me! And please...why do you not acknowledge me? I know you remember me!" she accused him, raising her voice to him, which touched a nerve.
"Don't speak that way to me! I did not bring you up to act like that to your father!" he instructed, not realizing what he had said.
"Father...I...I have a sister?" Trunks said, trying to work out everything he was hearing in his head. The group's jaws hit the ground, with the exception of 18, Videl, Gohan, and piccolo, who had stopped what they were doing and decided to hear the whole conversation.
"So that would explain where the tail came from!" Krillin pointed out, as they all changed the direction of their gaze to Kit's tail.
"No, you didn't raise me to act like this...in fact, you didn't raise me at all!" Kit ignored the comments that were fluttering around in the background. She turned her head, and she finally knew how it truly felt to be a Saiyan, she stood there proud and refused to let herself cry.... she wasn't going to let them think she was week...now she was just as strong as her father, and just as heartless.
"What are you talking about girl? It's not my fault you got yourself killed!" he defended himself gripping his hands into fists, and holding them to his side.
"Of course, and I suppose it was all my doing then..." Kit gave one last look at her father and then fully turned her body around and exited from the direction in which she came.
"Gosh Vegeta! She is your daughter! You could have been nicer to her!" Gohan complained, giving a disapproving glance at Vegeta.
"It's nothing you should be worrying about boy...so just go away." he retorted, sitting on the bench and crossing his arms. Piccolo grunted at Vegeta's disturbing confidence, and he walked off, once again left to heal Kit's wounds.
"Are you ok?" he asked, noticing Kit sitting in the other room, with her eyes frozen on a dot on the floor.
"I'll be fine," she answered without feeling, and holding back the tears that willed so much to show themselves.
"You know you don't have to be strong for Me." piccolo said taking the seat next to her.
"I'm not trying to be strong for anyone but myself...it is how my grandfather taught me to be...and now I see how childish I was acting when I cried like an infant. Humph.... I remember this one time when I was living with my grandfather...or rather staying with him, because well, no one was alive there, but I was training with my mother, and I skimmed the side of her face with my nail, and made a small cut.... so, by reflex, she punched back, and sent me flying a good fifteen feet back. I could feel the warm tears stain my face, but all I could really see was my grandfather's face starring down at me with discuss, and him saying 'now what would your father think if he saw you like this!', I never cried around him from that day on, but my mother said it was good to cry, and I always felt alright around her...but now I can see that very same look in her eyes as well, and I don't want to see that in anyone else's..." she confessed, her hands shaking, and her whole body trembling.
"Kit..." piccolo whispered, placing his hand under her chin, and moving her head to face him. "Don't worry about that..." he finished, not really knowing what to say, but still yearning to comfort her. *Damn I'm so stupid! That's all I can say? Why do I even want to say anything! This isn't like me! * He scolded himself in his head, but his expression on his face not changing.
"Actually... I'm not worried...I think I'll be fine as a true Saiyan...I'll make grandfather, and mother happy...but most of all, I'll make my father proud!" she declared standing up and stretching out. Piccolo only watched as she walked off confidently, he truthfully didn't want her to make all these changes so quickly, but there was no way he could stop her.
"Piccolo?" a voice asked from behind the Namek, who was sitting and thinking deeply. He turned his head in response, keeping his thoughtful expression displayed on his face. "Ummm...are you busy? Should I come back at another time?" Gohan asked quietly, stepping a bit closer to where piccolo was.
"Now is fine. What would you like?" he asked, closing his eyes and beginning to meditate, but still keeping his ears perked to hear Gohan out.
"Well, from what I've heard...well, I thought Vegeta cared about Kit..." Gohan said taking a seat next to piccolo.
"I'm sure he does, actually I know he does...but you know Vegeta...the day he admits that he cares for someone is the day I will get married...in other words...it won't happen." piccolo replied seriously.
"Wow, Piccolo...you just made a joke...kind of...Kit really did change you didn't she...or at least she started to...I have to compliment her success..." he babbled on more to himself than to piccolo.
"Gohan?" Piccolo opened his eyes and turned to face Gohan.
"Huh?" Gohan questioned searching Piccolo's face for any emotion but finding no trace.
"Shut up!" he yelled returning to his meditation.
"Fine, fine...can I ask you one more question though...it's about the tournament..." Gohan interrogated, waiting patiently for piccolo's nod of approval. "Ok, do you know who fights next? I mean the order that everyone fights in.," he asked after receiving piccolo's ok.
"I wasn't sure myself, so I made it my business to check it out... the first match was Kit and Krillin, and now Trunks should be fighting some man named Shen. After Trunks' match is Goten's, against some pretty big dragon like monster named Cargon. The fourth puts Vegeta against an earthling woman, faith, I presume that won't be much of a challenge...same with Goku's fight with a young looking male earthling called Tarmus. The sixth fight will be with 18 and some arrogant tall guy named Scott, and before mine with Videl, there's yours with a well know martial artist named Grace...I hear she's quick, but nothing a Saiyan can't handle..." Piccolo explained, not impressed with his competition.
"Yeah, thanks Piccolo, I don't think we'll have much trouble...I'm going back to watch the end of Trunks' battle...you coming?" Gohan requested, walking to the door.
"I suppose..." Piccolo said joining him.
A man with shaggy brown hair, who was a good two inches taller than Trunks, laid another punch to his face, but trunks didn't budge.
"Please say this isn't the best you can do," he teased, seeing the anger build up in Shen's face.
"Like you can do any better, kid?" Shen tempted, exhausted from all the wasted effort that he put into his punches that didn't even bruise or scratch him.
"I could, I just don't know if I want to spoil my fun though." Trunks smiled, and clutched his fists. With a swift swing, that was apparently to fast for Shen to see, he hit slammed his hand into she's side lightly...by Saiyan standards. Shen bent over in agony, his eyes popping out from the speed demonstrated by his opponent. "But I guess all good things must end sooner o later..." he finished as Shen fell to the ground unconscious, and he walked calmly off the ring and back to the others.
"Good job Trunks!" Goten exclaimed as he entered the small room where everyone was watching.
"Yeah, that was great!" Goku joined in on the excitement.
"Thanks guys...but it was nothing..." trunks said modestly...but the sad part was that he was telling the truth.
"Looks like you're up against your new found sister now." Gohan pointed out, walking over to trunks and patting him on the back for his success.
"Yeah...I kinda want to see what she's made out of...and if I need to, well I can just go super...surprise her a bit..." Trunks whispered, excited at the opportunity to fight.
"I doubt she'd be surprised...and I highly doubt you'd catch her off guard...even if you do...she'll probably just become super Saiyan also..." Vegeta added smugly, and absent-mindedly. Everyone looked over to him and he mumbled something under his breath that only he could hear.
"You mean she's a super Saiyan too? But...but how do you know?" Trunks stumbled, dumbfounded at his father's statements.
"She was born as a super Saiyan...hence the red hair and blue eyes...when she powered down, after she was born, her hair was red instead of black, and her eyes were blue...she definitely stood out...but she took advantage of that fact, and she would go around distracting people..." Vegeta explained, actually acknowledging the fact that he had a daughter. A smile spread across his face as he remembered what they used to have back on planet Namek, before Frieza destroyed it.
*Flash Back*
"Vegeta! You better keep an eye on that girl of yours!" a tall, bald man with a long furry brown tail yelled annoyed.
"Napa! Don't talk to me with such disrespect! And that girl of mine can do just fine on her own...I'd even go as far to say that she could last longer in a fight than you!" Vegeta spat in his daughter's defense.
"Sorry your highness, it's just I am not a babysitter, I'm a fighter!" Napa apologized, anger growing in his eyes. A small child with flaming red hair and crystal blue eyes walked up to Vegeta and crossed her arms in the same fashion as he did. Her tail was neatly wrapped around her waist and her face was playfully mocking Napa's.
"I don't need anyone to look after me! I'm fine on my own like father said!" she announced raising her head to the sky, and expressing great pride through her actions.
"Kitandra, go back to your mother...we have to prepare to go on another mission...this time it's a direct order from Lord Frieza..." Vegeta instructed the eight-year-old Kit.
"But Papa! You promised to stay for a week! It has only been three days!" she complained. "Can't you just tell him that you have more important things to do? And more important people to be with! Like me and momma!" she continued, a slight tear forming in her eye.
"I can not just go up to Frieza and tell him that I won't do it! If I did, I would get us all killed!" he responded, placing his hand on Kit's shoulder.
"I think you can beat him!" she chimed encouragingly. Vegeta gave a short laugh and bent down so that he was face to face with Kit. She smiled widely expecting him to give in to her, but he only brushed a lose strand of hair out of her face.
"It's not a hard assignment, I'll be back tomorrow...and that is a promise I will keep!" he whispered to her, standing up straight and ruffling his hand through her hair. She squirmed to get away from him, and he grabbed her waist and tickled her sides, not giving her the chance to get break free.
"No! Stop! Haha! Stttoooppp!" she yelled through uncontrollable giggles. She took a sharp deep breath and prepared an attack of her own, but her father sensed it before she could cause harm. Her attempted punch to his face gave her time to run in the opposite direction, and Vegeta only stood and watched her hide behind a large rock.
"I don't get it...I just don't get it Prince Vegeta..." Napa commented, bewildered at Vegeta's display of affection towards Kit.
"What's wrong now Napa?" Vegeta asked directing his attention to Napa.
"Nothing, nothing at all...." he said as Vegeta swiftly turned back around after receiving a soft zap from one of Kit's weakest energy blasts.
"I have to go now Kitandra...I'll be back soon...." Vegeta shouted walking to an awaiting ship, on the launching pad. "Are all the supplies ready for departure?" Vegeta asked a man as he came out of the ship with an empty box.
"Yep! That was the last load of food...good luck you two, I hear the inhabitants of the quartz planet are a pretty restless bunch..." the man warned, placing the box with a pile of others.
"Ha! Nothing a Saiyan can't handle." Vegeta declared not afraid of a small planet such as quartz, who's people were all around 5 feet tall and had skin that resembled granite tiles, and eyes that burned red and had the ability to tear through the thickest of metals. Vegeta was confidant that he could achieve his goal of conquering this planet, and he had no doubt that it would take less than he told his little girl.
"Bye papa!" Kit yelled, waving her hand frantically in the air back and forth. "Come home soon!" she continued demandingly before she ran off towards a younger looking Sierra.
"He'll be back soon enough, Kitandra..." Sierra comforted her daughter.
"I know! He promised me! He has to now!" she chirped, reassuring herself, as Sierra only smiled at her child's trust in people. Vegeta looked back at Kit and Sierra, and gave a nod that in it's own way say goodbye. He walked into the ship, and sat down in a large gray chair, next to where Napa was currently sitting.
"Everything is set, all we have to do is press the blue button..." Napa informed Vegeta.
"Good, do we have everything?" Vegeta asked, making sure they were fully prepared with enough food, and supplies.
"Yes, last I checked we had the essentials your highness." Napa replied, getting ready to hit the launching mechanism.
"Go ahead then, let's get this over with." Vegeta said, bored and tired. "I'm going to go train in the gravity room in the back of the ship," he told Napa, as he rose from his chair and headed back into the depths of the ship. "Not too bad..." he mumbled to himself, inspecting the room, and the many gadgets on the panel in the middle. He pressed in a few keys, and 50g showed up on the screen as the room was light with an orange/red glow, and he could feel the gravity start to push down on him. "Right, let's get started! 50 times gravity!" he instructed himself throwing a few practice punches before he jumped up into the air and began a wave of punches and kicks that were going almost too fast to see. Sweat dripped off of Vegeta's face as his count reached 499 and then with one more push his goal of 500 one handed push-ups was complete. He stood up, and with a little difficulty went over to the panel and turned off the gravity. The room returned to normal, and he gave a sigh of relief. Vegeta's muscles were given a good work out, and he reached for the towel neatly folded at the door, and wiped the sweat off his face.
"Are you done training Prince Vegeta?" Napa asked as Vegeta entered the control room.
"For now I am. Are we almost there?" he returned, looking at the coordinates displayed before him.
"I'd give it about five more minutes...actually I was about to come and get you soon to tell you we would be arriving in no time at all." Napa explained, and pointed out Vegeta's good timing, but one couldn't tell if it were true or if Napa was just trying to butter him up.
"Good then, I..." Vegeta began, but was interrupted by a loud beeping coming from the computer. Entering new atmosphere blinked on the screen and the ship began to treble a bit. "Never mind, it looks like we are here." Vegeta finished balling his fists and anticipating the surprised faces he was about to see on the planet. The two saiyans stepped out of the ship and searched the land for any sign of the inhabitants until, that is, a branch cracked under someone's shoe, and a man, who stood 5 feet tall straightened up and walked towards the Saiyan prince.
"What business do you have here?" the man demanded firmly.
"Why, we only wish to...kill you!" Vegeta replied coldly, pausing for a second and then delivering a sharp punch to the creature's stomach.
An hour passed, and Napa was walking over a pile of bloody bodies scattered around looking for any possible survivors.
"I don't see the king, or his son." Napa commented, not that worried. "But I doubt they would pose much of a threat anyway, the only reason they are the rulers is due to their intelligence, not strength." Napa continued, now rummaging through some valuables in a wooden trunk.
"Ha, weaklings..." Vegeta added, amused at what he believed to be stupidity. He took a step towards Napa, and leaned over to see what was in the chest that had Napa so occupied. "Hmmm... Kit should like this..." he said, lifting up a white gold chain with a small diamond on it that was shaped like the head of a unicorn. Vegeta placed the necklace into his pocket and he began to head back to the ship. "That wasn't so hard, we'll be back a lot earlier than expected."
Vegeta was away for a total of 16 hours, and his lack of sleep from the night before was starting to make its self known. Their ship had finally reached its destination on Namek at 4:30 am. Quietly Vegeta crept into his small house, and headed into a large room with a long couch. Exhaustion had finally gotten the best of him, and he was too tired to go any further, so he took a seat, and leaned his head back. "I'm so tired I can't even sleep," he whispered to himself.
"Me too papa...I stayed up waiting for you!" Kit chimed from behind the couch's arm.
"Kitandra, you should be in bed, not waiting for me!" Vegeta corrected, but he didn't push her away when she began to climb on the cushion next to him, and lay her head in his lap. Vegeta placed his hand on her cheek, and he brushed away the hair that was covering her smooth skin.
"I'm glad you came back papa...I missed you..." she said, closing her eyes and giving into her desire to sleep.
"I'm glad I came back too...I missed you every second I was gone..." he responded so quietly that he could barely hear himself. Darkness seemed to sweep across the room, and a moment later Vegeta found himself peacefully at sleep with his daughter in his arms.
*End of Flash Back*