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Vegeta pushed a seven hundred pound barbell above his head. The Gravity Room was in working condition and nothing was going to pull him away from using it before he overdid the sensitive machinery again.
"Vegeta, Come Out Here!"
The prince's chest rumbled with annoyance. The day was too great to be wasted by an appearance of Kakarrot.
"Vegeta!"
He closed his eyes, hands still occupied in holding the barbell over him. He wanted to shut that big dolt out.
"Alright, Vegeta, If You Come Out Of There, Then….You Can Spar With Me Till Tonight And I Won't Fight Back!"
Vegeta dropped the heavy weights, the load slamming to the metallic floor with an earthquake force. He groaned, sitting up. 'Damned that, Kakarrot, knowing a way of tricking me.'
Piccolo securely held the back of the female Saiyan's armor. She had become very fidgety, curious to see her king. Her tail became more threatening, wiggling and slamming against the ground.
Goku strode up the ramp that lead to the Gravity Room entrance. He shifted her cased sword when the belt strap slipped from his shoulder. After Vegeta opened the door, he grabbed his shoulder. "Don't try to fight her or freak her out. We already did that and it made her in a bad mood."
Vegeta glanced at him. He guessed Bulma was not having a good day if she fought with Goku. Shooting a bothered look at his rival, he turned to walk down the ramp. His ebony eyes met her own dark pair. He knew what she was the moment he saw her armor. He knew the unforgettable symbol stamped on the front.
The girl tried desperately to leave Piccolo. She needed to bow for her real ruler, the man who was mythical to her kin.
Vegeta leered at her capture. "Let her go, Namak."
Once she felt less pressure on her collar, she tore from him and knelt on the grassy lawn. "King Vegeta, it is an honor!"
Goku tried not to laugh. Vegeta had his arms folded, chest puffed as he stood full height, face full of firmness. "We couldn't understand her, but we figured you could."
To prove even more that he was the menacing Prince of Saiyan to the low ranked beside him, Vegeta ordered, "Stand up and state yourself!"
She did as told, eyes never leaving his. Her right fist rested over her left shoulder. Her tail wrapped around her waist. "I am Matti, sir, follower of the Royal Vegeta line!" Her breath hesitated. "Soldier of Her Majesty Chiller. Rank E, sir."
"Why are you stationed here?" He asked, tone never changing though his inner voice heightened to a screeching level.
She swallowed. "I am not, Your Highness. Have you heard of the numerous rebellions on Lord Cooler and Lord Freezer's creators?" He shook his head. "Oh…." Running a tongue over her lips to moisten them, she decided to throw caution to the wind. "I escaped Her Majesty Chiller, scouting for followers to help build a worthwhile army against her."
"An army against…..what are you talking about?" Vegeta waited for the proper answer.
The young Saiyan looked at him curiously. "Sir, there have been uprisings since King Cold's son, Lord Freezer, dominated the Saiyan race-"
"My race was never dominated!" Vegeta boomed, leering viscously down at the girl.
Matti realized she was on thin ice now. He was watching her words, making sure she was not against him. "I am incorrect, Sire. I apologize. Forgive me. The revolts began after Lord Freezer…used the Saiyan race." She eased when he appeared satisfied. "I cannot recall at the moment how, but there are groups even now that still want to take back Vegeta-sei, even if the planet is gone. Because I am a subordinate, the high ranked do not care of my whereabouts. My friends sent me to look for you or supporters, which ever came to me first."
During his history lesson, he waltzed down the ramp, posture remaining that of regal. He slowly circled her like a shark, dark doll's eyes examining every part of her. A smirk stretched his lips. She truly was an experienced warrior not to flinch under his gaze. His smirk then folded to a scowl. If she was raised by one of Freezer's brood, then she had to be tough just to live.
Goku noticed Vegeta's reaction. After he got to know the prince, Vegeta did similar things to him. He guessed that Saiyans did this to identify one another, like dogs when they sniff each other.
Piccolo was relieved some progress was taking place. Finally, they would find out this girl's past and if there are other Saiyans alive.
Matti stared back at Vegeta when his form paused in front of her. His gloved hand stroked his chiseled chin in thought. After a moment, he spoke.
"Where is Chiller? Is she here on Earth?"
"No. She is orbiting a planet much like this one, but much more harsher on the surface, sir, located in the R Quadrant."
"I see…You shall give me a much more explained version once we are alone, understood?" He turned to Goku. "Kakarrot, you're going to love this…."