Chapter 4: Eclipse


"Have you seen Bulma?" Panchy asked Taitsu as she entered her children's room.

The blonde haired girl was lying on her bed and humming to herself as she listened to music on her music player while she imagined things to write for her novel. Upon hearing her mother's question, she pulled her headphone off.

"Huh? I saw her strolling around in the garden earlier." Taitsu responded. Then her brows furrowed in confusion when she realized it had been a while since she saw her younger sister. "Wait, it's been over an hour since I saw her last!" Taitsu gasped, she set her music player aside and jumped off the bed she chose for herself. She and her younger sister shared a room.

Panchy shook her head, "That girl. I hope she doesn't get lost or anything."

"Don't worry, Mama. I'll go look for her." Taitsu assured her mother as she took her cardigan on the backseat of a chair and wore it. She kissed her mom before she sprinted out of the house to find her younger sister.


Meanwhile, King Vegeta was impressed of Doctor Briefs' proposal. Honestly, he didn't expect that much from a mere human but he eventually realized that the man is truly capable and he far exceeded his expectations.

"Thank you for your praise, your Majesty. It is an honor working for you." Doctor Briefs said as he followed King Vegeta out of the office. "In fact, some of these are ideas from my twelve year old daughter. She is quite a genius herself. I'd say she has far exceeded me despite her young age."

King Vegeta looked interested, "Really? That is quite impressive for a little girl." he smiled.

"Yes, she is considered as a prodigy in our home planet."

The king let out a chuckle, "I guess she is very much like my son, who is also a prodigy himself. He would love to meet her, that's for sure."

King Vegeta's majordomo walked up to him to report an urgent news.

"What?! Yon's gone again?" King Vegeta gasped, giving his subject an annoyed glare.

"Yes, your Majesty. His royal armor was found left behind an empty room within the royal tailor's office. It appears that he also stole an armor from there. General Nappa and the royal guards are currently looking for his whereabouts."

The voice of a royal guard outside the King's office announced, "Your Majesty, an officer from the spaceport is here to request for something."

"Let him come." the king ordered.

The Saiyan officer stepped forward and bowed down before his ruler. "Your Majesty, I brought a letter of request for you to sign. Our apologies for the urgency. We are requesting this to chase out someone who stole a spaceship in the spaceport a few minutes earlier."

"Who is it?"

"Our apologies. We didn't see the suspect. Engineer Beets was supposedly inside the said ship but we highly doubt this is his doing. Our CCTV cameras strangely did not caught sight of the intruder as well."

"What?"

King Vegeta thought it over. His son's missing again. A spaceship was stolen. The CCTV cameras didn't see who the suspect of this crime was... And then, the topic he just had with his son over two hours ago.

"You might think you are the strongest among our race, but there are beings out there in the universe even more powerful than what you think. That's why I'm telling you to train even harder and become as strong as you can be."

"Then let me out and get me off this planet so I can face these beings."

"Why that... Little... Rascal..." King Vegeta groaned through his gritted teeth, suddenly looking like he was about to collapse from hypertension.

The officer and the majordomo reached out to the fainting King, "Your... Your Majesty! Are you alright?!"

King Vegeta slapped their helping hands away from him and roared, "What are you standing there for, you fools?! Chase that damn ship and bring the Crown Prince to me!"

"Ye... Yes, your Majesty!"

The officer quickly scampered away from the livid king to return to his office. The King assembled all royal guards, including Nappa and Bardock (aside from those assigned to guard the humans) to team up with the pilots to chase after the Crown Prince. It was also reported that the younger daughter of Doctor Briefs was also missing. King Vegeta concluded that the girl, considering her scientific genius as mentioned by her father, was probably blackmailed by his own son to pilot that ship, knowing that the prince never piloted a ship before. The King was especially furious for this trouble his mischievous child did once again. He apologized to Doctor Briefs and assured him that his daughter will be rescued.

"Where did you say are they heading?" King Vegeta demanded the spaceport officer checking on the radar.

"It seems they are heading off to Sector G of the East Quadrant. A planetoid. This is bad! It seems they are going for the Planetoid Banpah."

"Banpah?"

"This is one of the most dangerous planetoids across the universe. There are no people in it due to its harsh climates and dangerous inhabitants. The Banpah Odani are extremely wild monsters and they suck at their prey's blood using their syringe like tongue. And since they are almost gigantic in height, they are also seen as extremely powerful. Not even a typical Saiyan Warrior would be able to defeat one. But since we are talking about his Royal Highness..."

"Fine. I will come too and get him out of there."

"But your Majesty, this is going to be extremely dangerous!"

"Even with his power, Yon is still a child. That reckless little fool! How dare he do this! It will be bad if the Emperor caught sight of him and notice his growing powers!"

He turned to his men and commanded them to follow him to his royal ship. Behind them, several pilots and royal guards escorted him using their own spaceships.


Beets opened his eyes after almost an entire day of being unconscious. Dazed and disoriented, he wondered where he was and found the Earthling girl he just had the pleasure of escorting to their planet, piloting the ship. Standing next to her was his Crown Prince. The prince turned his eyes to him and walked up towards the rousing Saiyan Engineer.

"Your hi-" Beets was immediately cut of by a harsh glare and the intimidating voice that reverberated in his mind.

"Don't you say a word." the voice in his mind warned. Beets became confused and realized the prince was using telepathy towards him. "Don't address me the way you address your crown prince. She didn't know."

"Eh?"

"Address me by Yon for now. That's the nickname my father used to call me. I'm giving you permission to call me by that when around her. That is a direct order."

"But..." Beets hesitated at first. "What are you planning to do? Where are we?"

"I only gave you the permission to call me Yon. I don't remember giving you the permission to question me or my plans."

"Where are we anyways?"

"The sector of the Planetoid Banpah."

Beets' eyes widened in fear. "Banpah?! One of the most dangerous planetoids in the universe?"

"Hn..."

Beets gulped and paled. "What are you planning to do, your highness?"

Vegeta gave him a mischievous smirk.

There was a sound of alarm coming from the radar. Vegeta frowned, giving Beets his back as he turned his attention to the radar.

"Shit. Seems like they caught on what's happening. They're chasing on us." Vegeta said. And worst of it all, it seems his father was along the troop. He turned Bulma, "Go on full speed. I cannot afford them to catch up on us."

Beets was behind him, checking on the radar too. "Woah. It seems that everyone's coming to get us. That signal is coming from the royal ship of King Vegeta. I think he is also among them."

"What?!" Bulma panicked.

"The King's Royal Ship is the fastest spaceship on Planet Vegeta. He will easily catch up on us even if we go at full speed."

"Seriously? Why is King Vegeta chasing us?"

Vegeta gritted his teeth. "Tch! This is bothersome. Let's go and make land now!"

"But the thunderstorm down there is terrible! We have to land on the other side where there is light! Else, we'll be landing to our deaths!" Beets said.

"Fools! We will be dead once they caught on us! Now go and do as I say! Hurry up!" Vegeta demanded.

"No way! I won't do that! I'm not reckless and suicidal enough to do that!" Bulma argued.

"Then get off!" Vegeta roughly pushed her off the seat and stole the controls from her hands and sat at the auxillary seat in the cockpit. Watching her pilot the ship gave him the idea on the process. Bulma stumbled towards Beets and she turned her head over her shoulder to frown at him.

"Hey, what the hell is your problem?! Are you trying to kill us all?!" Bulma yelled.

Vegeta ignored her complaining as he piloted the ship down to descend on the planet. The strong gust of wind blew their ship and Vegeta stubbornly steered in desperation. They were met by violent tremors as they made land into the ground with a loud crash. Bulma and Beets were embracing each other as they both screamed in terror.

Despite their violent landing into the ground it almost looked like a crash, they managed to survive. And as soon as Vegeta recovered from the impact, he looked out at the cracked window before him to see the powerful, devastating storm before his eyes. His eyes sparked in excitement at the sight of destruction going on in there. He rose off the seat and he walked towards the hatch and kicked it open.

"Hey! What the hell are you doing?!" Bulma screamed at him, feeling the gust of cold wind coming in through the door. It felt as if she was being pressed against the metal walls of the ship as if she was a pancake.

Vegeta turned his eyes towards them and smiled, "Let's go. This pathetic junk is severely damaged. We cannot stay here."

"What?! Go where?!"

"Outside. Where else?"

"I'm not going out on that severe weather!" Bulma yelled. "This is all your fault! How could you be so irresponsible! Now the three of us are trapped on this forsaken planet!"

"Yon-sama, please don't be reckless. Let's just wait for the others to rescue us -" Beets pleaded. His suggestion was cut off by a stern glare though. "-or at least... Wait for the storm to calm down."

"Hmph! How pathetic! If you want to do those things then stay in here! But don't you blame me if something bad happens to you!"

Vegeta jumped off the hatch and landed into a sand. He could hear Beets telling him to wait.

"What do we do?" Bulma asked Beets, sniffing as she looked up with teary eyes towards the adult in search for his protection. Beets swallowed. He was no warrior to protect this precious young girl from this violent storm or from those fearsome Banpah Odani he heard so much from. Despite his cowardice, he decided to follow his prince, assuring Bulma that it would be safer if they come with Vegeta. Bulma was unable to understand.

"It would be dangerous for us to be alone. I won't be able to protect you if something attacks us here. I am no combatant." Beet explained.

"And he is?" Bulma asked.

Beets nodded. "Yon-sama is actually pretty strong. He is among the elite soldiers of our people."

"Seriously? A child like him?"

"Yes. Most of us Saiyans are combatants. Only those with low level of battle power are allowed to become anything aside from being warriors. Those born with high battle power like him are expected to become combatants no matter how young they are. You'll be surprised to see how well he could fight despite his young age. He is an elite warrior after all. That's why I highly suggest for us to come with him."

Bulma couldn't believe how an adult could depend on a mere child for protection but seeing Beets having this much trust to this 'Yon', tells her that he must be right.

Bulma frowned. "I guess we have no other choice. I do not trust him one bit. Not after he lied to me about wanting to see what planet his brother will be sent off to."

"He's not entirely lying though. It is true that his younger brother is going to be sent off Planet Vegeta in a few days time. Though, clearly that is not his intention why he manipulated you into piloting the ship. My apologies for his behavior."

"Whatever. Let's just go. I don't want to die here so young."

"Okay."


Beets carried Bulma in his back and jumped off the hatch. They were surprised to find Vegeta down there, looking like he was waiting for them.

"So you decided to come out after all." Vegeta smiled at them, looking at them over his shoulder.

"Well, it's dangerous out here and we both could not fight." Beets responded.

"As expected from the pathetic losers. Fine, stay behind me."

They strolled aimlessly against the potent winds of the storm. Vegeta was soon annoyed by this and he shouted into the skies, "Seriously! Would this stupid storm stop already?! I do not wish to do this, but this is annoying me!"

"Do what?" Bulma asked.

"We-Well..." Beets stuttered as he watched Vegeta braced himself for a power up by flaring his blue aura to life and roaring a lengthy scream into the clouds.

"Haaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

The gust of wind from the storm abruptly changed direction as it suddenly burst like a potent shockwave and then spun around him like a forming twister.

"Wha- what the?!"

"Gaaaaaaahh!"

As Vegeta continued to power up, the ground began to shake as if there was an Earthquake. Up above them, the black thunderclouds whirled across the horizon until it forms a hole that revealed the yellow orange sky. As light pierced through the hole, the swirling clouds slowly parted until it dissipated completely. Once it was finally all bright and sunny, Vegeta finally ended his power up.

"There!" he snorted. He turned his head over his shoulder to see both Bulma and Beets on their butts over the green grass with completely astonished looks.

"Wha-What did you just do?" Bulma gasped, unable to believe what she just saw. Did he just stop the storm just by shouting at it?

"Amazing..." Beets gasped. As expected from the Crown Prince of all Saiyans, he's incredibly powerful. But for him to be able to control the weather and make that deadly storm stop? He heard stories of extremely powerful people who are able to perform such feats, those who held battle power over 10,000 karos, like their dictator Freeza for example, who was said to be capable enough to cause insurmountable amount of destruction to an entire planet with just a mere power up. But for a Saiyan child to be able to do such a feat? "This kid is truly a monster," he thought.

Vegeta rolled his eyes at them, "Tch! What else did you think I did, girl? I made the sky clear, you see."

"What?"

Bulma and Beets rose from the ground, looking around them. They were in a meadow. Several rock formations surrounded them a few distances away.

"After that severe storm, now it's getting hot. Hey... Is that thing a satellite? A full moon?! In a bright day like this?" Beets gasped as he stared at the moon.

Suddenly, Beets felt a tug on his armor and he was suddenly slammed forward into the grass by a violent force. "Yeowch!"

Vegeta pulled his collar and glared at him eye to eye. "Are you an idiot?! I'm not going to have you transform into an Oozaru here and deal with you!"

"Ri-right. I was unable to think about that. Sorry."

"Tch!" Vegeta pushed Beets off him, causing the adult to roll across the ground.

"Hey! That's enough!" Bulma scolded, stepping in between Vegeta and Beets, giving the boy a glare.

Vegeta scowled and gave her a dangerous gaze but he didn't say anything to her as he suddenly sensed something attack them from behind. His eyes quickly darted to his right side and calmly tilted his head just in time before a long tube shoot past him. At the end of that was a syringe like suction.
Bulma stumbled backwards, luckily evading that thing while Beets froze in his place. The thing ended up an inch from Beets, sparing his life.

"Wha-Wha-What happened?" Bulma shrieked breathlessly, unable to comprehend what just occurred.

Several feet across them, a gigantic black and orange mite about a hundred feet tall loomed. Bulma paled.

"Oh my Kami... What the hell is that?!" she asked no one in particular.

"Banpah Odani!" Beets whimpered.

"Odani?" Bulma asked.

"Mites... Bloodsuckers... They are one of the most dangerous predators in the universe!" Beets responded. He turned to Vegeta and quickly pleaded, "Yon-sama! Let's get out of here! That thing is going to kill us!"

Vegeta turned to Beets, with a crazed smile and an psychotic look in his eyes. "No way."

The tube from earlier shoot back towards wherever it came from but Vegeta reached out towards it to grab it. Despite the force it held which would have sent Bulma and Beets flying towards the source, Vegeta stood firmly against grass.

"Are you crazy?! If you want to die here then do it yourself! I don't want to! I want to go back to mama and papa!" Bulma yelled at him.

Vegeta swiftly and effortlessly ripped that tube apart from the rest if its body and then there was a high pitched screech in the distance. Vicious, golden colored jelly like liquid sputtered out of the opened slit.

"You have seen the spaceship? Do you honestly think you could escape here?" Vegeta told her coldly.

The stunned Bulma, who saw an image of a cold hearted and ruthless murderer in him, said, "The King and the Royal Army followed us, remember? They're coming to rescue us! Now, Mr. Beets, let's go back to the ship and wait there. Let's leave this suicidal jerk to himself."

"Miss Bulma, I'm afraid we cannot leave without Yon-sama." Beets said.

"Why?"

"Because if we do, then we will be killed too!"

"Why?"

"Because..! He is important to the King and the royal army!"

For a moment, Bulma appeared to be confused. But in her mind, she was able to realize something. And that realization made her feel so stupid.

"But he's the one who's suicidal! He went here in his own accord. He just lied and dragged us both in here!" Bulma pressed.

"Fine. That's enough! You can go ahead if that's what you want! Both of you are practically useless to me now anyways and would only serve as deadweight to me." Vegeta told them.

"What?! Deadweight? Us? Excuse me, you're the troublemaker around here! You lied to me and manipulated me! If I had known that you would just drag us to our deaths, I shouldn't have listened to a jerk you!"

"And how is that any of my problem?" Vegeta smirked mischievously.

Bulma slapped Vegeta across the face so hard her eyes filled with tears, her hand hurt as if she tried to hit a brick wall instead of a face. That slap caused Vegeta to finally shut up and stare at her in surprise for several moments.

"Selfish, self-absorbed jerk! If you want to die so much then go ahead and see if I care!"

Bulma stomped away against the soft grass. Vegeta watched at her as she left with a look of complete astonishment. Nobody has ever scolded him and laid a hand to slap him like this aside from his parents when trying to discipline him. And this audacity of hers pissed him off, "How dare you?! I should have you killed for this, girl! Do you have any idea who I am?!"

"Yes! I know who you exactly are! You are the Crown Prince of all Saiyans, Vegeta the Fourth!"

Vegeta stepped back, "How did you know that?" he turned towards Beets, giving him a ferocious glare. "Did you tell her?" he growled with a threatening tone.

Bulma was quick to defend the engineer. "No, he didn't. I told you I'm a genius myself, didn't I? Don't think I am that stupid! I told you I already met your father, the King. He introduced himself as King Vegeta the Third. When I first saw you I thought you looked eerily identical to him, and the fact that you are allowed to jump off the Palace walls without being caught. When you hesitated to tell me who you are and said that you are Planet Vegeta's high ranking official, I already knew you were pretending. You are a child, how are you going to be a high ranking official at your age? Of course, that is unless you are the prince. Plus, the way you speak to me, and how you were desperate to know about the training room the King wants my father to create and how you reacted to that. Not to mention the fact that the King and the entire Royal Army were chasing us here and how you showed off your powers already spoke volumes of who you exactly are. And then, that name Beets addressed you by... 'Yon' means the number four. That's when I realized that you are Vegeta Yonsei, Crown Prince of all Saiyans and Planet Vegeta."

"If you know all of that then why did you-?"

"Act like I didn't know? Because I thought I wanted to be with you a little bit more. I wanted to know more about you, considering what we are tasked to do. But... Given your attitude, I'm afraid I do not wish to be with you any longer. I want to live. I'm too young to die in here... And so are you."

After a few moments, Vegeta asked her, "Why do you care? This is the first time we just met. You do not know much about me. And I'm sure that you don't know much about us Saiyans as well."

"I guess it's just my nature as a human being."

Vegeta snorted, and then he let out an evil smirk that for some reason, made Bulma's heart flutter inside her chest. "Hmph! Save your worries on yourself, silly girl. Who says I came here to die? Just to let you know, I am not one who dies that easily. I am a Saiyan Warrior and the most powerful of my kind. I came in here for a challenge. To relish a fierce battle that I haven't done before. To fight with all that I have and break through my limits. That way I could grow stronger than before."

"You're really crazy! Ugh! Whatever. As if you'd let anyone stop you anyways." Bulma shook her head in distaste and she stomped away from him as if he carried a virus.

From the horizon, several gigantic orange and black mites surrounded them and the sight of those creepy things halted Bulma from her steps and she paled. "Uh... I think that guy from earlier called for some backup and his friends are here to gang up on us..."

"Oh shit... Shit!" Beets panicked in pure terror. There were hundreds, no, thousands of those Banpah Odani looming right towards them. "We're in big trouble now."

Vegeta laughed, "Yes! That's it! Come at me, you pests!"

"You crazy jerk! Now we are really going to die!" Bulma cried. "Waaaaaaaaaaaaah! Mama! Papa! Waaaaah! I wanna go home now! Aaaaaaah-"

Boooooooooomm!

Bulma's cries were cut off by a terrified gasp when a sound of boisterous thunder exploded and then, they were suddenly surrounded by bluish white lightning that originated from the blue aura engulfing a screaming Vegeta, who was powering up at his full power for the first time in his life.

"Gaaaaaaaaaaah!"

The ground shook tremendously beneath their feet and Bulma stumbled backwards towards Beets who caught her in his thin arms.

"Incredible! So this is the power of a Super Elite Warrior." Beets said breathlessly.

From where he stood, Bulma saw Vegeta disappear out of thin air. He was too fast for her eyes to follow. What she saw were those mites shooting their dangerous tongue towards where they thought he was, only for it to pass through an afterimage. And then, one by one, the Bampah Odani exploded. Vegeta's cackle could be heard as he relished every second of his kill.

Abruptly, a few Odanis attacked both Bulma and Beets with their ultra fast syringe like tongue. Both of them stared and screeched in shock as they found themselves about to be impaled. This caused Vegeta to return back to them and put himself before them so he could take the impact of the attack.

The sight of his impaled young body was too much for Bulma to handle. Beets couldn't believe what just happened.

"Your highness!" Beets screamed. What should he do? Should he pull those things off? If anything bad happens to the prince, he was sure he will be reprimanded for this greatly.

"Don't move. I am fine." Vegeta told them.

"How are you fine? You don't look fine at all!" Bulma cried out.

Vegeta groaned as he felt the Odani begin to suck at his blood. "Step back..."

"But..."

Electric sparks begin to scintillate around the prince. Beets already knew what he was planning to do and he pulled Bulma back, who quickly protested.

Vegeta gave off a low, dark chuckle. "Hehehe... This is fun. So this is how it feels like when you fight when your life is on the line. Good. Good... I can feel it now. This feeling. This thrill of the fight. Hahaha... Finally, I can get even stronger from this. More... More... More!"

Suddenly, massive lightning flashed around the entire area, effectively electrocuting the Bampah Odanis that were attached to Vegeta. The gigantic mites pulled their tongues back, leaving Vegeta with massive damage. The prince fell to his knees and arms into the ground, bleeding severely from the life-threatening injuries he received. Bulma and Beets ran anxiously into his side.

"Your highness! Enough of this. If anything bad happens to you, I will be reprimanded by his Majesty." whined Beets as he pulled Vegeta to his arms. But the prince was stubborn and prideful, he pushed Beets away from him and was truly decisive with continuing to fight those bloodsuckers.

"Vegeta! Stop being so stubborn! I don't know if you're only trying to act so tough but enough is enough! Look at yourself!" Bulma scolded.

"Shut up, girl! This is nothing! I want more of this so I could finally grow stronger!"

"Are you an idiot?! Why are you risking your life fighting like this? If you act like this, then you will not live that long!"

"You know what... You tell me, do you want to die in here or not?"

Bulma raised an eyebrow at the question, and gazed at him with an odd look as if the answer to his question was obvious. "Of course not! I'm too young and too beautiful to die right now!"

"Then in that case, shut up!" Vegeta roared, this time angrier. "You don't know a single thing about us Saiyans so do not presume to worry about me! Now, leave me alone!"

Bulma stepped back, fearing him now. He was so angry that he looked like a bloodthirsty animal to her right now.

Bulma shook her head, sighing in exasperation and gave up. She turned around to walk where Beets was, obviously hurt by Vegeta's treatment to her. Beets tried to explain, "Saiyan Warriors grow stronger everytime they fight or when they take massive damage. He's putting himself in the line in order to grow. But in this state he's in..."

Another group of those Odani surrounded them, and as they launched their dangerous tongue towards Vegeta, who braced himself for another round of fighting, somebody phased in right in front of the prince. That man sliced off the tongue with a sword made from his ki.

"Who the hell are you-?!"

Vegeta demanded this but the mysterious guy- a Saiyan Royal Elite Soldier with hair that Vegeta knew was a common style from the lower class, grabbed him, Beets and Bulma in his muscular arms then blasted off Into the sky without saying anything.

Vegeta protested, "Let go! I had it under control!"

They landed into an empty dessert. Vegeta's whining halted when the man hurled him into the sand as if he didn't care if he was a royal prince.

"I will not save you if you dare to do this kind of reckless and irresponsible stupidity ever again, you little brat." the man seethed at him, glaring down at him with his cold, dark eyes. Vegeta was dumbfounded to see a Saiyan talking to him in such a way, without the fear and respect most of his people give him. "You are the Crown Prince of all Saiyans, you should behave like one." he said at him sternly.

The sound of spaceships blasting in the horizon filled the sky, Bulma and Beets looked up to see the fleet of the Saiyan Royal Army zooming in.

Vegeta, noticing this, roared to the Royal soldiers, "Don't you dare interfere with my battle or I will kill you all!"

"Yon, you idiot! Stop this recklessness this instant, boy!" King Vegeta yelled as he jumped off the hatch of his spaceship and landed gracefully next to his son. He quickly grabbed Vegeta by his tail before the prince had the chance to escape and the boy protested wildly despite feeling his prided strength quickly diminish out of his grasp.

"Let me go, papa! Let me go! Just let me fight those monsters!"

Some soldiers surrounded Beets and Bulma and hurriedly escorted them back to the ship while Vegeta kept on protesting against his father's grasp, who refused to listen to him as he checked on him. The king was terribly displeased of his son's physical state and he dragged him inside the ship. As soon as everyone was back on the ship, the King quickly ordered to return to Planet Vegeta at once as if he was in a hurry, ignoring his screaming son he was effortlessly holding by the tail in his hand.

King Vegeta went to the ship's medical bay, still grabbing the protesting prince by the tail. He ordered someone to sedate the boy to calm him down and once Vegeta fell unconscious, he ordered the doctors to take care of the prince's injuries.


Unbeknownst to them, a ship belonging to the Freeza Force saw the entire situation and sent a surveillance team to Banpah to stalk at the Saiyans.

And once an insubordination against their orders was confirmed, Zarbon reported this to Freeza.

"Did you just say the Crown Prince escaped Planet Vegeta to go to that forsaken Planetoid just to look for Banpah Odani and try to fight those mites?" Freeza chuckled.

"It seems he's quite a reckless boy, Freeza-sama." Zarbon said.

Freeza laughed.

"He lacks proper discipline. King Vegeta's been spoiling that boy. I cannot let him die without ever serving me. I wonder if he's ready and if it is time for me to take the monkey prince into my custody. That way he will be strictly disciplined. What do you think, Zarbon-san?"

"I can handle him if you want, milord."

"Ah... Since the prince's thirteenth birthday is coming up, I think it is time for me to finally give him a personal visit."


"Your Majesty, we received a message from the Freeza Force main headquarters. It seems that Freeza-sama wanted to speak with you." reported King Vegeta's majordomo.

"What do you mean?" King Vegeta was confused. In his heart, he suddenly felt anxious. Something's not right. He strolled quickly towards his chambers to open his communication computer to contact the Galactic Emperor.

"Greetings, Freeza-sama." King Vegeta bowed at the screen showing the Emperor's face. "It has been a long time since you requested to meet me. Is there anything in particular you wish to talk with me about?"

"Of course, King Vegeta. I requested to talk you because I wanted to remind you about the deal we had about your son." Freeza said.

King Vegeta gritted his teeth together, trying his best to maintain his composure.

"Yes, milord. I have not forgotten." he said with an emotionless tone.

"So how is he? Have you been taking good care of him?" Freeza asked with gleam interest.

"Yes. He is doing fine, milord."

"Really? Because I've been hearing several things about your son, so I decided to check up on him."

"His training is going well. He's growing to become a worthy soldier in your army."

"Good. The boy's thirteenth birthday is coming up. As usual, I have prepared something special for him. Please do look forward to it."

"Of course, milord. Thank you very much."

Once the communication was ended, King Vegeta couldn't help but curse in the empty air. He knew it! The Freeza Force caught sight of his son! Oh, he is certainly going to punish that stubborn child!


Vegeta realized that he was inside a medical tank, feeling the warm water filled with synthetic Saiyan DNA based on his own, surrounding him and healing him. He could hear several, hushed voices mumbling on the background, a doctor reporting about how he's finally conscious. He heard his father, ordered the doctor to let him out of the tank and he felt the water drain around him. Vegeta knew he will be scolded greatly for what he did and that he had to face his father's wrath. He opened his eyes to see the displeased look on his father's face.

"Dress up, boy." his father ordered.

Vegeta didn't say anything as he tried to ignore that scary feeling in his stomach and walked sluggishly towards the table where the fresh set of his royal armor was, completely ignoring the bowing soldiers and medics. He felt incredibly tired. The sedatives the doctors forcefully injected into him still made his body feel fatigued. Despite this, he forced himself to move normally. He didn't wish for his father or anyone in this room to see him as a weakling.

Once he was done dressing up, his father told him to follow him in his chambers. He ordered his majordomo to call for Bardock, Nappa, Beets and Bulma to appear before him and his son.

Soon, the six of them were face to face in the King's chamber. Vegeta felt a little worried upon seeing everyone glaring at him angrily but he knew he wasn't a coward, so he tried his best to ignore that sinking feeling in his chest.

"Yon, I heard of everything that you did to these people. I am greatly disappointed in you." King Vegeta told his son. "Since when did you become a manipulative brat who uses your powers to threaten the weak in order to get what you want?! Since when did you become a liar in order to gain sympathy from others so you could control them? What has your mother taught you about using your powers?"

"Those who are born with great strength should use it to protect the weak." Vegeta recited his mother's mantra. "Tch! It's not my problem if people were born weak. It's not my obligation to protect them! After all, the strong survives and rise to the top and only feeds on the weak."

"Where did you learn that?" the King demanded, devastated by his son's harsh words.

The prince refused to answer. He simply turned his head away with a deep scowl.

King Vegeta sighed. "Yon, why do you keep on being this stubborn? Seriously, if you keep this up then you'll be in greater troubles! Thank goodness this new soldier followed you before we even know you're gone! Thank you, Bardock."

Bardock bowed down and said in a low voice, "I only did my proper duty as a Royal Soldier, your Majesty."

Vegeta glared at him, brows furrowed, eyes narrowed into murderous slits and lips curved in an upside down v.

"What trouble?" Prince Vegeta asked. The soldier, Bardock, noticed his heated gaze but decided to ignore it as best as he could.

King Vegeta grunted, shaking his head when he saw the gaze his son was giving the good soldier.

Vegeta growled before he yelled out of his fury at his father, "I am a Super Elite warrior prince! I do not understand why do you insist on keeping me from fighting on another planet! Why are other Saiyans allowed to go to missions outside of Planet Vegeta while I am not?! Heck, even you go off Planet Vegeta to lead a mission at times, while you leave me in here to train with mere Saibaimen! While other Saiyans fight powerful warriors in the front lines, risking their lives in a fierce battle and get stronger, I am being pampered and protected for some reason! I do not want this! I wanted to go out there and let loose!"

King Vegeta slammed his hands on the table and yelled back, "When I say 'no' then that means 'no'! Don't you understand that, Yon?!"

Vegeta gritted his teeth and glared at his father angrily. He was shaking, looking like he was trying to control himself from either crying or yelling even more.

"You wanted me to become the Legendary Super Saiyan, yet all you did was to restrain me in this damn planet full of weaklings." he whimpered, sniffing.

King Vegeta sighed in exasperation, "You see that girl from Earth? The one you manipulated? I think she already told you why she and her family were in here. Her father, Doctor Briefs, proposed a marvelous idea for a new, state of the art training room for you, which, according to him, were her ideas in the first place. It's unlike anything we had seen before and I am sure that it would help you greatly with your training."

Vegeta turned his head to Bulma with a suspicious look, while she raised her chin up and smirked at him.

Vegeta rolled his eyes, "I doubt it."

"Well, since she's already here..." the King turned his attention to Bulma. "Would you mind sharing to this stubborn child your fascinating ideas, girl?"

"My name is Bulma Briefs, your Majesty."

"Bulma," The King repeated with a smile. "What a great name."

Vegeta commented gruffly while rolling his eyes, "Tch!" It seems his father was beginning to adore this girl.

The King cleared his throat, giving his son a death glare. "You may proceed." he told the girl.

Bulma gracefully bowed down before the king, "As you wish, your Majesty." then she turned her cold, blue eyes to the Crown Prince and began to tell him the ideas for a Gravity Simulator within the training room with enhanced walls and flooring. A simulator that allows the gravity within the room to be multiplied to various levels. Aside from that, bots that have the ability to deflect energy blasts and keep track of the users improvement via artificial intelligence. And then finally, a virtual simulation program that could completely change the environment's surroundings, temperature, gravity pull and weather, and create virtual opponents with various strengths and capabilities via data programming. She mentioned that this kind of simulation technology were used by military and space stations on Earth for their own training purposes and it was her father's company that provides these. While she was busy explaining her ideas, Vegeta's earlier suspicious look softened and he was watching at her in awe. Once Bulma was finally done, she gave him a knowing look before rolling her eyes off at that unmistakable astonishment in his eyes.

"Now you see what opportunity you just wasted with that attitude of yours, brat?" King Vegeta told his son.

Vegeta turned to his father, an eyebrow raised in question, "Wasted?" he repeated.

"Because of what you did, I had to make amends to her and her family and allow them to decide whether they still wanted to proceed with this proposal or not. You have placed her life in great danger and I don't think she and her family would take that incident lightly."

"But I protected her and the engineer with my life! I took that blow all by myself!"

"Let's say you did that. After the damage you took, how do you expect to protect them again in case Bardock didn't arrive just in time to save you? You think you can still fight in that horrible condition?"

"There's a full moon, I can transform into an Oozaru and effortlessly squash those mites under my boots!"

"With those injuries, do you think you are still in the condition to undergo the Oozaru transformation? You could die during the transformation! It doesn't change the fact that you led an alien visitor and one of your kind to their deaths along with you, and that is very irresponsible of you to do so, especially when you are a Crown Prince yourself! How can we expect you to become an effective future king if you are this careless?!"

Now, those words pierced through Vegeta's stubborn pride and he flinched due to his guilt. He was called irresponsible by Bulma while they were back on Banpah and now his father too. He looked down in defeat and stuttered awkwardly, "I... I understand, papa."

"Good thing you did. Now, go and apologize to Nappa, Bulma and Beets." the king ordered.

With that, Vegeta suddenly protested, "But-!"

"Go and apologize, Yon!" King Vegeta yelled at him.

Vegeta made an annoyed look, reluctant to do this due to his high pride. He gave Bulma and Beets a glare before he sighed in defeat. Vegeta fell to his knees on the floor, folded his arms infront of his knees and lowered his head down until his forehead touched his fingers.

"I, the Crown Prince of all Saiyans and of Planet Vegeta, Vegeta Yonsei, sincerely apologize to Nappa, Bardock, Beets and Bulma Briefs about this incident. I acknowledge my irresponsibility as a Crown Prince and therefore shall make amends with you as compensation for the trouble I did."

Seeing the prideful Crown Prince of the Saiyans humbled this way, Beets felt so awkward. Nappa sighed, knowing that this doesn't mean that Prince Vegeta has learned his lesson and might repeat this someday. Batdock simply grunted in disinterest. The Saiyans easily accepted his apology though, but not Bulma. She glared at him with a suspicious look.

"I wonder what kind of compensation would you give me? Hm?" she asked with a haughty smirk.

The four adult Saiyans in the room stared at her in astonishment. Bulma valued her young life well and she will never forgive Vegeta as easily as those who feared him. She knew he needed something from her so she used that knowledge to gain the upper hand on him.

Vegeta was stumped by that question. He didn't know what to say. He was never someone who gives presents to people. He was a crown prince so he was only used to receiving gifts. Plus, he has no idea what human girls like. Most things on Planet Vegeta were made for warriors and she is not. She mentioned her family owns a company so prestigious in her home planet so she must be rich. What could he offer to this girl which could make her heart flutter and be filled with joy?

"Well..." Vegeta stuttered, looking away. His cheeks flushed red as he mumbled in a shy way. "I could make you my Crown Princess if that's what you want."

Bulma blinked at him, flustered and she staggered back. "What?" she gasped breathlessly.

Vegeta knew he won her heart. He was sure that all girls dream to become a princess no matter their status in life was. Feeling victorious, he gave her a smirk which made Bulma's heart flutter in her chest.