So here I sit writing a new chapter to a story that is now years old. I wonder if I even have readers anymore… no time like the present to find out.

Disclaimer: I do not now nor have I ever owned DBZ or it's affiliates Akira Toriyama drew it and I have no clue who syndicated or serialized it but yeah I don't own it. I do however own Vitara and Balu! MINE! MINE! MINE! Should you sprout a wild hair and decide to use them ask me first!

Author's Note: In answer to Venus Smurf's question Vitara is a character I invented, and Balu is as well, Vitara's history I will elaborate on in this chapter and Balu is Goku's half brother Bardock was unaware of his existence as his mother was a member of the elite special forces patrol but anyway on with the next chapter I'll admit it's been a long time and I'm evil…and my sincerest and most humble apologies!

The next day Vitara rose at what she considered a much more human hour of the day and found her way to the gravity chamber which luckily enough was vacated at this time of day while Vegita went in search of mass quantities of food to stoke the hulk he called his stomach. She cranked up the sound system she had helped Bulma to program into the control panel as the music blared on all sides as she bolted about the dome-shaped space, battling druids in a effort to clam her mind and remove thoughts of a certain spiky haired saijin from her mind.

'Damn hormones damn them to the deepest pits of terran hell Why is that he affects my heart-rate and makes me blush?!?!?! I'm the Rose of Vegita-Sei he is common and unworthy of me' her mind continued asking these questions as her thoughts turned to her childhood

She was small eight or nine perhaps, and, even at that age, she was considered by many to be the height of what saijins called beautiful. She was strong, but also delicate, at the age of five one of her servants called her, the Rose of Vegita-Sei and the name stuck. On the day of the anniversary of her birth there was to be tournament to decide who was to be the heir, herself or her brother. But she was not to arrive in the ring that day.

The watchman had just cried the hour past midnight as the prince of all Saijins padded soundlessly to the door of his younger sister's suite of rooms. He would not even take the remotest chance that his birthright would be stolen from him by her. The brat had been born 6 years after him, and to the king's second wife. Some foreigner they had the nerve to call a lady. She was as common as dirt in the prince's mind making her daughter even more common. The prince fumed silently at the audacity the council of supposed 'nobles' showed in even suggesting such a tournament the idea was absurd he was the prince and the only one worthy to lead his great people into the future. Well no matter he would see to it that she never made it to the duel.

He padded into her room carrying what looked like a lasgun with an extra knob on the bottom of the grip, This gun had cost him a small fortune but it promised him a way to remove this very big roadblock on the path to his glorious future. The roadblock in his way stirred in her sleep.

'Fool, you made too much noise' the prince berated himself silently for a moment as the princess settled and fell back to sleep. He carefully took aim, trying to hit the vitals so as to avoid unnecessary screaming and carrying on. Taking a deep breath he squeezed the trigger and realized he had made a grave miscalculation as the laser mechanism let out a sound like a cannon as the superheated air moved aside of the poisonously violet beam. His sister heard the sound reverberating in the room almost too late. She managed to dodge a lethal hit but the laser scored her inner arm as she tried desperately to roll out of the path of the assassin's pistol.

"Veggie-san where are they…Who's trying to.." reality hit her like a freight train as the pain from the instantly cauterized wound combined with the lethal poison delivered to her ki caused her to pass out.

Vegita watched through his scouter as her energy levels plummeted as the dealer had promised. The wound was small but the poison was dropping her ki levels faster than she could recover and soon she would die of seemingly natural causes.

Now to dispose of the body… 'No body no crime' as young Raditz had once told him.

The young saijin flung his eight year old sister's body over his shoulder and headed for the space pod depot.

Once he arrived he flung her nearly lifeless body into the nearest pod and readied it for launch.

"No one will have any idea where their precious little princess is. How absolutely perfect." As the pod launched he tried to ignore the niggling little voice in his head that was wailing at the callous murder of his sister. He had removed similar obstacles before, but none had required murder his conscience wailed.

"Silence' he told that small still voice 'She is the necessary sacrifice to lead my people to true greatness. She is not strong enough to fulfill that role so I must but that fool council has forced my hand and made this happen. If this bother's you so much go wail to them as they are the true cause of my sister's death.'

Unbeknownst to the Princeling his moral debate would prove to he unnecessary because, as the pod sped away from Vegita-Sei Vitara dreamed.

As her Ki plummeted her mind fell deeply into itself and the crystal her mother had given her flared to life bathing her in violet light.

"Hmmm" she thought. " I thought dying would feel different, I was cold but I'm warming up now. Shouldn't I be getting colder and colder and shouldn't my vision be going black?" She looked around as her vision became preternaturally sharp her nightgown had shifted and she was for some reason wearing a very short skirt and, lots of bows [1 She felt the last of the poison leave her body and she fainted from shock and the exhaustion of this new energy being pulled from her already taxed mind.

She slept a long time when she finally awoke she had landed in a barren, misty, place. The pod had been insistently calling

"Wake up your highness!" in a progressively louder voice until she at last came around. She looked and saw a pair of darkly green boots in front of her pod as the door slid open.

"Welcome to realms between Princess Vitara of Vegita-Sei. I am the soldier of Pluto and guardian of the gates in time and space."

As Vitara got to her feet she experienced the flash of unfamiliar power as her skirt shortened considerably and she stood feeling naked before this very tall and commanding woman.

"Well my dear it seems you have awakened as a senshi far too soon, so I believe
I will send the power back where it belongs and you back to the path you were taking before I was forced to ground you." The woman, no Sailor Pluto said.

"Wait one minute old lady I'm not-" she was interrupted mid tirade as she was rapped over the head with time staff knocking her unconscious and simultaneously erasing her memories of the crossroads and of her mother's crystal which had been safely sealed inside the girl's body.

"Well," the senshi of time muttered "She has an interesting life ahead of her, that is if she lives this one out."

[1 Sorry the sailor moon-ish cross just kind of happened