Prologue: Frieza, Lord of the Universe.
Age 731
Its been one year since the Saiyan-Tuffle War ended, and much has changed.
The planet formally known as Planet Plant has been renamed by the Saiyans as Planet Vegeta, in honor of their king. On a lesser note but also worth mentioning: King Vegeta choose his bride.
Soon after the war, The Saiyans grew bored since they had no one to fight. Peace was never a Saiyan thing.
Duels between Saiyans would fill the urge to fight, but it quickly became less and less satisfying. The Saiyans grew restless, they were anxious to fight another war with another race.
So, King Vegeta ordered that all surviving Tuffle technology be collected, studied, and re-engineered in the hope of making the Saiyan race more advanced and, hopefully, a space faring race.
Within months, the Saiyans re-engineered the device known as the Scouter. Soon after, they had achieved their goal and became a space faring race.
Almost immediately after their first trip into space, the Saiyans came into contact with a race known as the Arcosians. They too were a space faring race, and quite powerful to boot.
The Arcosians were the owners of an empire known as the Planet Trade Organization, they conquer, destroy, and enslave entire species and planets everyday.
However, the planet Arcose was a frozen wasteland with barely any breathable air in the atmosphere.
Tthough perfectly habitat for the Arcosians, who have evolved enough to live in just about any environment including space itself, it was a poor choice for their empire's capital planet.
The Arcosians had a planet in mind for the capital, a beautiful world that was currently heavily populated. Many warriors from the PTO have tried to conquer the planet for the Arcosians but none were successful.
They noticed that the Saiyans were a warrior race, and very eager to fight, mainly due to the fact that almost imminently after they landed one of the more reckless Saiyans rushed an Arcosian and was vaporized for his efforts.
So, the Arcosians offered a deal to the Saiyans:
"Conquer the planet we want while keeping the damage to the planet minimal, and we will give you technology."
After contacting Planet Vegeta to consult with King Vegeta, the Saiyans agreed.
The Arcosians gave the Saiyans battle uniforms and space attack pods.
With these gifts, the Saiyans attack and conquered the target planet within a week.
The Arcosians, grateful that the Saiyans accomplished what so many of their warriors failed to do, rewarded them generously.
The Saiyan conquered planet was renamed New Arcose and became the new capitol planet for the PTO.
One Arcosian by the name of Frieza took an interest in the Saiyans.
Frieza was the current leader of the PTO, and he realized that the Saiyan race would be an excellent addition to his empire and so he conscripted them with little say in the matter.
Most Saiyans didn't care, as long as they could fight to their heart's content. Other Saiyans however, saw this for what it was: enslavement.
However, it wasn't as bad as most thought it would be. The Saiyans have to obey Frieza's every command, but Planet Vegeta benefited from the technological advances of the PTO and the empire benefited in return, both from the Saiyans performance and from the addition and mass production of the Tuffle's re-engineered Scouter.
Frieza allowed King Vegeta to stay in power. However, he was only the leader of the Saiyans and governor of Planet Vegeta, nothing more.
In the Saiyan throne room, the Saiyan Royal Guard stood at attention along both sides of the long carpeted floor. Among them were two recently added members, these two like the rest of the Royal Guard have proven their worth on the battlefield.
Both were war heroes in the eyes of the Saiyan race. During the Saiyan-Tuffle War, they played a critical part in destroying a major Tuffle city. Riddic and Gilgamesh stood across from each other, both had plane faces but were smiling on the inside.
King Vegeta sat on his throne, waiting. Frieza was due to arrive anytime now. The king tapped his finger on the arm of his throne.
'Where is he? Doesn't he know I have other things to do today?' He continued to tap his finger, his gaze upon the throne room door.
Finally, the door opened and Frieza stepped through.
'Finally.' King Vegeta sat up and began to walk toward the overlord. 'This better be important for asking a meeting out of the blue like this.'
He stopped short of the Arcosian. "Lord Frieza, what do I owe the...honor of this visit?" He chose his words carefully, Frieza proclaimed he was the strongest in the universe and the King of Saiyans, though curious, rather not find out the hard way unless he absolutely had to.
The tyrant paused, he smiled. "You always had a way with words Vegeta."
He walked past the Saiyan king. "I would like to talk to you about a particular job that's been a thorn in my side for quite a while now."
King Vegeta turned around and followed Frieza to the steps of his own throne. "You see, there's this particular planet called Mico. The inhabitants are warriors, similar to you Saiyans, and have wiped out any force I've sent so far." Frieza turned to face the king. "I want you to-"
The throne room doors flew open. Miasma stood in the hallway, accompanied by several of his most loyal men. All of which still wore animal skins as a symbol of defiance of the forced incorporation set by this Arcosian.
"Frieza!" Miasma stormed in, his men flanked him on both side. They watched the Royal Guard, ready to defend Miasma should they try anything. However, the Guard just stood there, waiting for the king's command.
'What the hell are you doing father?' Riddic tracked his father, as did his brother.
'This should be good.' A smirk appeared on Gilgamesh's face.
"Miasma," King Vegeta took a step toward the veteran. "Can't you see that I'm in the middle of discussing something important with Lord Frieza?"
"I know, which is exactly why I choose to come now." Miasma pointed his finger at Frieza. "That 'man' has enslaved the Saiyan race, and I demand that he give back our freedom."
"What are you talking about?!" The king knew, he knew that Miasma's words spoke truth. However, he also knew the danger of premature rebellion against Frieza. 'This fool could be the death of us.'
"He has given us gifts: technology, which have brought the Saiyan race years ahead! We are a space faring race thanks to Lord Frieza!"
Miasma shifted his gaze toward Vegeta. "The Saiyans were a space faring race long before we meet Frieza. You of all people should know this." He placed his hand on his chest.
"We were a proud, free race before we meet him and his Arcosian kind!" He took a step toward the throne. "My king, I beg you. Cut off all ties with Frieza and his empire and restore freedom to the Saiyan race."
King Vegeta was shocked, Miasma was asking was for open rebellion against Frieza, and right in front of him no less!
Miasma stood straight, he looked Frieza dead in his eyes. "We Saiyans are a warrior race, we have prid-"
A Death Beam ran through Miasma's chest, he fell back first onto the floor.
"These heroic speeches do bore me so." Frieza stood there, smiling.
Everyone else in the room was shocked, they couldn't believe that Frieza killed a highly respected Saiyan. If word got out to the masses, open rebellion against Frieza was all but certain.
Finally Miasma's sons and men regained their senses.
"Miasma!"
"Father!"
They rushed to the now dead Miasma.
Riddic and Gilgamesh knelt at both sides of their dead father. Riddic put his arms around his father.
"Father! Don't die! Not like this!" His eyes watered, but he fought back the tears, his father taught both his sons not to cry, as are all Saiyan children. This time however, was the hardest time to hold them back. "Please, get up! Father!"
Gilgamesh stared at the body. "No way, this is a joke right?" He smiled. "Father," he said nervously. "Joke's over father. We have both seen you take worse hits than that. Now get up."
A few moments passed. "Hey, it's not funny. Get up." Gilgamesh looked to his father's men. "Someone tell me this is a joke!"
They remained silent. Gilgamesh looked back at his father's corpse. "You can't die!" He slammed his fist on the throne room floor. "I still-I still haven't proven-I still haven't shown you what I can do. How much of a warrior I have become." He looked at Miasma's face. "Father!"
Miasma's men stared in disbelieve, one of the strongest Saiyan they knew blown away like nothing and now his sons were grieving.
Normally this would be looked down upon, however, this was a special case. Miasma, one of the most highly respected Saiyans, was killed like an animal. He never even had a chance to defend himself.
One of Miasma's men, the Saiyan Boko, clenched his fists. "That bastard!" He looked toward Frieza. "Pinsrap, Nanac!" Both Saiyans turned toward him. "Let's get this guy, for Miasma."
Nanac and Pinsrap nodded. "For Miasma." They muttered. The rest of Miasma's men stared at Frieza, their gaze full of hate. Boko raised his fist in the air. "For Miasma!"
They charged at Frieza, roaring in anger. Some of them knew this was suicide, but they didn't care. They wanted to show their leader that their still willing to follow him and his ideas, even in death.
Frieza removed the Scouter on his face, and fired eye beams toward the rebellious Saiyans. They were completely disintegrated, only ash remained were they once stood. Frieza placed his Scouter back on his face.
"Well, that takes care of that little nuisance."
Riddic and Gilgamesh were outside of the blast ranget, Riddic still stared at his dead father.
Gilgamesh stood, staring at Frieza, with fire in his eyes and a burning hatred for the man who killed his father.
"Hm, I missed some."He raised his finger at the brothers. "I'll fix that right now."
"Wait!" King Vegeta stepped in front of Frieza. "Lord Frieza, I beg you: please allow me to handle this."
'I most be out of my mind!' He thought, a drop of sweat trickled down his back. Frieza's cold eyes stared into his. 'I owe you Miasma, if I can pull this off, that debt will be repaid.'
Frieza lowered his finger. "Very well," The Arcosian placed both of his arms behind his back. "After all, you are their king."
King Vegeta bowed slightly. "Thank you, my lord." He turned around to face the sons of one of his best commanders. "Sons of Miasma!"
They both glared at the Saiyan King.
"I hereby decree that both of you, Riddic and Gilgamesh, are disowned from the Saiyan Royal Guard effective imminently." Riddic and Gilgamesh eyes widened, how could this be his response to their father's murder?
"Also," King Vegeta wave his arm for emphasis. "I banish the two of you from my sight!"
Gilgamesh snapped. "Is that you response?!" He stepped forward. "Our father was MURDERED!" Gilgamesh pointed at Frieza. "By him! An outsider! And now you remove us from you royal guard and banish us?!" A few silent moments passed.
Gilgamesh removed his armor and threw it at King Vegeta's feet. "FINE! We don't need you or your damn royal guard!"
He turned to Riddic. "Come on brother, let's go." Riddic nodded, still shocked from the loss of their father. Together they picked up Miasma's body and walked out of the throne room.
Frieza stepped forward. "I must say Vegeta, you handled that rather professionally. However, why didn't you kill them yourself?"
The Saiyan king sighed. "Because I owed their father a debt, now that debt is repaid." King Vegeta bit his tongue. 'Damn, why did I say that?'
Frieza walked in front of Vegeta, his back faced the king. "Well...as I was saying before we were so rudely interrupted," Frieza turned his head and stared into King Vegeta's eyes. "I want you to personally handle the job." With that, the overload turned and left.
King Vegeta waited for Frieza to leave and for the doors to close, he turned to his royal guard.
"As of now, today never happened."
Power Levels:
Miasma: 9,000
Miasma's men/Boko, Pinsrap, Nanac: 7,500- 8,300
Frieza(1st Form): 530,000
A shorter chapter then what I originally had in mind, but it made more sense to end it were I did. Lots of plot development in this one. As you probably noticed, I decided to include power levels, these power levels are NOT random numbers just thrown up there. (except for fan-made characters of course) These power levels are the actual-or in some cases reasonable-power levels of canon DBZ characters.
Will Gilgamesh and Riddic have their revenge against Frieza? Will the others help them kill the strongest fighter in the universe? What about King Vegeta? Will his punishment lead to the damnation of the Saiyan race or will it restore their freedom? And how long will this damn Prologue last? Find out next time on Dragon Ball Z SS!
Yea that was a bit cheesy.