Chapter one: The Plan Begins

What could my father have seen in her? Monica thought angrily to herself. Growling silently, her tail whips behind her as she paces from one side of her room to the other side. Her short black hair is tied in a sloppy ponytail, and she is still wearing her sweaty sparing outfit from earlier that day. Suddenly she stops pacing. Maybe a warm shower will calm me down, she thought, and immediately begins to undress. Grabbing a towel, she wraps it around her muscular frame, and sets out for the bathroom. Walking down the corridor she spots her half brother, Trunks, and his newest dish sneaking kisses in the corner. Sighing silently to herself, she keeps walking on in disgust. I hate her so much, she thought vehemently to herself. Why does my mother have to be such a bitch?

As she steps in front of the bathroom door, she reaches for the button to the right that will open it. Before she can press the button though, it opens with a hiss, and Monica lets out a small gasp. Steam billows out as the door rises, and she can just see the outline of a man. As the steam clears, she motices that it was just Vegeat. Smiling up at him, she nods. Nodding back, Vegeta begins to walk away in nothing but a towel.

"Hey Vegeta?" she calls out, "do you wanna spar later. Maybe after dinner?"

He looks down the corridor at her, and begins to stroke his cheek. Without saying a word, he gives a quick nod and keeps walking down the corridor. Rolling her eyes, Monica turns back to the still open door, and steps inside. Walking over to the shower, she turns it on, and steps inside. As warm water beats down on her body, Monica begins to drift back to the fight she had with her mother previously that day. It hadn't been one of their worst fights. hell, compared to some it could be considered a pleasent conversation, but still it had been pretty bad. She complains over the simpilest things though!!! I didn't mean to inturupt her experiment. Again she rolls her eyes. Turning off the shower she steps out, and dries off. Walking back to her room she begins to think about Vegeta. He had looked more tired today then I've ever seen him. I wonder what's up? Maybe he was thinking about Yamcha? she thought with a smirk. She couldn't deny that she knew, that Vegeta had feeling for the strangely cute man, Yamcha. Giggling softly she thought of how cute a couple they would make. She just had to get them together.

Walking into her room, she is greeted by her father. Looking worried, Goku was sitting in one of her more comfortable beanbag chairs. What could Dad want? she thought to herself. Of course her father came and visited as often as he could, but he still had two other sons and of course that dreaded stepmother of hers, Chi-chi. Add on that he was usually saving the world. She shivers at the thought of Chi-chi, and quickly picks out some clothes. Stepping behind a screen in her room, Monica quickly changes into a plain black shirt and a baggy pair of men's shorts.

"So Dad?" she begins slowly, "What's up? Why are you here?"

"Your mother..." he begins, but stops short. Finally looking up at her, Monica can see a tear run down his eye, "Your mother is in a coma."

Monica opens her mouth to say something, but can't. She doesn't know what to say. It's not that she wasn't sad, or course she was, but she never really connected with her mohter. Finally she speaks.

"Why wasn't I told? How could this be? I was fighting with her only about an hour ago." confused, she stares at her father.

"She was in an accident." She could tell this was serious now. Her father wouldn't get this emotional if it wasn't. "She may die, Monica. The doctors said she suffered some sever brain damage. Things don't look good..." his voice fades off, and his eyes look at her.

Her face as blank as ever, Monica just looks at her father. No mother? Well, she thought, this could work to my advantage. Standing up, she walks over to her clearly distraught father, and hugs him tightly. Breaking down on her shoulder, her father begins to mutter to himself, but she can't hear a thing. Her mind is on on person, well two actually. Vegeta and Yamcha.

Slowly Goku's mumbling stops, and he pushes away from Monica. Standing up with a sigh, he begins to pace the room. Looking down at Monica, he see a blank look on her face. I wonder what she's thinking? he muses to himself. Slowly Monica shakes her head, as if getting rid of something, and gives Goku a devilish smirk.

"So what happened?"

A/N: So what did you guys think about the first chappie. I think Monica hates her mom, how 'bout you? Yeah so I'm sorry this ends with a cliffy. I promise next chappie will have more details one the fight/th accident/ and sparing with Vegeta. Until then, Choa.

Mel: So Monica, I was thinking...um yeah and I kinda forgot what I was going to say. Never mind. So, what's up?