DISCLAIMER: I do not own DBZ, or any characters. The only character here that is mine is Matronene. Everything else belongs to the creator of DBZ, but I can't remember how to spell his name.

"All right, woman," Vegeta said, at around three the next day. "Frieza wants to see how well you fight. Your power level is low, but it can be raised if you have a good fighting style."

Matronene nodded and got into a fighting stance, pathetic as it was.

Earlier that morning, Vegeta had put a strange machine over his left eye, looked at Matronene, and after a few seconds, said, "Seven hundred." He then muttered, "That's what living with a race like the Styrians will do to you," as he walked away.

Back in present time, Vegeta sighed and got into his own fighting stance. He had to see how she fought, and not change anything about her style yet.

The prince ran forward at Matronene, fully aware that Frieza was watching right outside the door, and had to throw his body weight sideways to avoid the girl's fist, which had shot straight out in front of her.

She then turned her body to follow his motion and kicked out at the side. Vegeta jumped up to avoid it and fired a ki beam at her. Matronene leapt up and back, then flew forward at Vegeta.

The prince and Frieza were both following her fighting style as she went. It seemed to be an 'attack first, ask questions and show mercy later...if you want' kind of thing. It impressed Frieza, and Vegeta thought it was very Saiyan of her. He smiled as they fought.

Matronene threw another punch at Vegeta, who put his arm and blocked it. He was surprised at how hard-hitting she was. He punched out at her face, but she moved her head away, and Vegeta kneed her hard in the stomach.

She went flying downward at the ground and gasped at impact. This would be a moment of truth almost, if she had the will to get back up and continue fighting. She opened her eyes and smiled. Vegeta was shocked at how purely evil she looked.

Matronene fired a ki beam of her own at the prince. He crossed his arms in front of his face, and let the blast push against him. Suddenly he felt it getting much stronger, almost more determined. He raised his eyebrows and slipped downward. When the beam struck the ship, it exploded into a bright light. In this moment, Vegeta fired a blast. Matronene saw this, and leapt up. She shot a counter attack, and the two blasts met in midair. Matronene was obviously giving it her all, and Vegeta could respect this, but he heard Frieza's voice in his ear- "End this now."

So Vegeta did. He powered up, only slightly, and his blast easily crushed Matronene's. The girl was sure to get out of the way and as soon as the dust cleared and the two saiyans had gotten their vision back from the blinding light, Frieza came walking in.

"Well, girl," he said, "your fighting style is very...interesting."

Matronene looked at Vegeta, who nodded in agreement.

"I analyzed your fighting style. You seem to attack first, with everything you have, then ask questions, or show mercy. Which is something you're not going to do if you go on missions."

"Am I going to be allowed to go on missions?" Matronene asked. The other saiyan in the room gave her an urgent look, and the girl was quick to add, "Master Frieza?" Vegeta relaxed.

"I think so. I want Vegeta, Nappa, and Raditz to train you. Get your style...polished up. It's a little messy. So Vegeta, that's what you'll be doing for the next month or so," said Frieza.

Vegeta nodded again. "Yes sire."

"Well, you can start on that tomorrow."

Matronene smiled, but Vegeta remained quiet. Once Frieza finally left, Vegeta smirked.

"It's going to be fun fighting you," he said. "Get ready for training extremes."

"I'll be looking forward to it," replied Matronene. She really wasn't, and wasn't going to, but she was not going to admit that.

"No you won't. But it's good to know you have the pride of a Saiyan," Vegeta retorted.

Matronene smiled. "You know everything about Saiyan nature, don't you?"

"Yeah, pretty much. I'm the prince, I should."

"I guess you're right."

The two walked back to their room, and Vegeta threw himself on the bed he used to use. Matronene put a little water on her face. Then they went to go eat their small dinner, after which Matronene was to clean up.

The next day, the training was to start.

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