Chapter Nine – A Whole New World and the Renewal of a Bond

Years had gone by. On a planet in the Northern Galaxy, a ship landed and a man with a dark cloak and a hood on came out slowly, as if he was very old and had to be careful not to stumble and fall. He was instantly surrounded by a group of warriors with drawn swords.

"Identify yourself, old man."

"Let me talk to your leader and I will," the man answered.

"Maybe you have a hearing problem. I said identify yourself."

"What are you going to do if I won't, rookie?"

"That's it! You're dead meat!" The warrior attacked faster than the eye could see, but the man in the dark cloak was even faster and blocked the sword by kicking the warrior's wrist away.

"Damn, you sure are fast for an old guy," the warrior said and attacked again.

"Stop that, you moron!" a clear voice suddenly sounded. "Lay down your weapons, all of you!" A female warrior had just landed and stepped forward. A smile appeared in the shadows of the man's hood as he saw her tail.

"I'm Kendra, Princess of the Saiyans. I have seen your fighting style before. Who are you?"

"I'm the one who made you who you are," he answered and slowly took off the hood. The group of warriors fell to one knee as they looked at his face.

"The Prince has returned!"

Kendra started to laugh. "You bastard, I thought you were dead!"

"I was. Someone decided it wasn't time for me to leave this world yet."

"Before we celebrate, you have to answer one question."

"I know what your question is, Kendra. I'll answer it later. Right now, I'm starving."

"Have it your way! Let's celebrate!"

"What's with all the swords?" Vegeta asked her on their way to the throne room.

"They look cool, don't they?"

"That's a lousy reason to carry a weapon and you know it."

"Okay, I confess. The royal guards carry swords because you once saved my life with one."

"I'm touched."

She smiled. "Still can't believe you're back."

"Can't believe you took Frieza out, I was planning to take care of him myself."

"Sorry, guess I beat you to it…"

"I see the Saiyan traditions haven't changed while I was gone."

"They sure haven't… It's your turn to ask me to dance with you."

"Dance for me, Kendra."

She rose and seduced him with her moves once again. They were soon half-naked and sweating. They looked at each other and flew to Kendra's quarters.

"Now will you answer my question, Prince?" she asked impatiently.

"I thought we were here for another reason," he said.

"We'll get to that as soon as you tell me how I became a Saiyan."

"You remember our first night together, don't you?"

"I sure do."

"The reason I cried was because I made you a Saiyan that night… Saiyan royalties have the ability to change their mates' race, to protect their own bloodline of course."

"Then why were you crying? I didn't mind."

"Partially because of the enormous decrease in my power. But also because I didn't expect it to happen the first night. I didn't do it on purpose, Kendra. It just happened."

"What are you saying?"

"We were meant to be together, Kendra. I can only change one person during my life. And since I was sent back from the dead and you took over the remainders of my kingdom…"

"When did all this occur to you?"

"To be honest, I already knew when you saved my life back on planet Frieza."

She sighed. "So now what?"

"Well, I thought it would be fun if I let you in on another Saiyan tradition… that of marriage."

She looked up to him, her eyes filled with tears.

"Are you serious?"

"Of course I am! Do you know the ritual?"

She nodded and embraced him. She shivered when he bit her in her shoulder and did the same thing to him. Then they let go and wiped the blood off their shoulders. Their hands found each other half way.

"With my blood I'll serve and protect yours until the end of days. Strong in battle, strong in our hearts."