Chapter 1 Monsters
Vegeta
"Where'd that baka go off to now," I mumble as i scan the horizon for Kakarot.
"He'll go back to normal eventually, maybe we shouldn't be trying to teach him to control his oozuru form after all, every time he eats on of those earth saiyans, those imposters who dare to soil our good saiyan name," Turles states bitterly,
"Exactally so long as our families don't find out it's us, well we can get rid of some of those imposters while we work out a plan to bring them under our rule," I state with a smirk.
"Vegeta! What did i tell you, today is not a day to be running off, we've got a busy schedule, we got a video confrence with the king and queen of earth, as well as their adopted son, your little brother by blood Tarble, and then later we're going to go see if we can figure out who it is eating the earth saiyans; or did you forget," my father is not happy as he levitates in front of me, i sigh deeply.
"I apologize father, i just lost track of time; let's go, i can't wait to hear more good things about my disgrace of a little brother, at least he has a use on that miserable planet," I say as i follow him he thumps me on the back of the head. I growl, but follow silently back to the palace, we come to a stop in the confrence room, where the royal family of earth are waiting, patiently, ugh how could they be so pleasant.
"Sorry for the inconvience but someone disobeyed when i told him to stay near, the palace grounds," my father tells them, sending me a glare.
"Not a problem, we just wish we could be calling in better times, it seems that earth is about to break out in a civil war, the icejins though much fewer out do us in many ways," the king says with a sigh.
"How many are there," my father asks.
"Three, but they managed to get half the planet's population on their side," the King answers with a scowl.
"Well it was nice knowing you," I say trying not to laugh; I'm met with another smack to the back of the head.
"Vegeta; icejins are a very serious problem and you know that; i will send you my five best warriors, besides myself; hopefully they'll manage to take down at least one icejin," father states with a sigh.
"Why not just send Broly," I ask with a smirk.
"Because Broly is unstable," father answers with a glare.
"But Kakarot wouldn't be anywhere near him, so it'd be safer would it not," I state smuggly.
"Fine, but we'll need to send Paragus, and Bardock with him, Paragus to keep him under control, Bardock to keep Paragus under control, and Tarble you should be able to keep Bardock out of trouble, since technically you're still his prince; he'll listen to you; a little at least, by the way, enjoy your thirteenth birthday in two days," father states with a scowl.
"Yeah happy birthday little brother," I state with a scowl.
"Thanks Vegeta," Tarble answers with a genuine smile.
Bulma
"What's going on out there," I ask aloud, as i hear some more shouts, suddenly the door burst open and a boy with wild hair going every direction runs though slams the door behind him and locks it. Did i mention he's only wearing underwear.
"Kakarot, what are you doing here, and in only underwear as well," Fasha yells at him, so this is her nephew, he's a little cute, but not my type.
"Um; I kind of ate something i shouldn't have," Kakarot answers with a guilty look.
"Like what," Fasha asks with a scowl, he doesn't answer but glances at me. "I see and who's fault is it you're barely clothed, or that you ate that in the first place," Fasha asks with a scowl.
"Raditz, Turles, and um...," the last part was spoken so low that i couldn't hear any of it.
"I see, i'll talk to Bardock, Tora, and... about this, and if Tora doesn't decide to punish Turles I will, same goes for Raditz, as for... there isn't anything i can do," Fasha tells the boy with a scowl, i frown, what is it they're saying so quiet i can't hear.
"Great, but how do i leave, the guards will get me, possibly, not only that but i don't have clothes on," the boy states with a frown, Fasha sighs, leaves the room for what seems like a mere minute and returns with orange training gi.
"Can't i have warrior clothes," Kakarot asks with a sigh, as he looks at the out fit he's in.
"It's the same thing the z fighters wear," Fasha says with an appologetic smile.
"I'm going to be a laughing stock when i'm seen in this," Kakarot whines.
"I'll call Bardock have him bring you your normal clothes, but you can't change into them until your far from the palace city," Fasha tells her nephew with a smile, he sighs but nods his head. Together the two of them walk out of the room, i sigh it was odd seeing that; i walk out of the room but neither of them is in sight, i go outside, and see my mother, my father left to earth to help them with their civil war right after breakfast, i walk up to my mother, and together we take a walk around the palace city; in silence, we come to a stop, when we see all the z fighters stuggling to but still carrying the ape monster thing, we run over as they drop it roughly on the ground.
"We finally killed the beast," Yamcha says with a smile, he's one of the youngest members of the team, their leader is master Roshi who is a hundred and thirteen, then of course there is Tien who's nineteen, chioutzue, who's well nobody knows, Krillin who's 15, Piccolo who's seventeen, and Chi-chi and Yamcha are fourteen like me.
"How could we ever repay you guys," mom asks with a warm grin.
"For what angering the beast further," the voice that spoke was deep and rough, the person who spoke wore some odd armor, had his tail around his waist, had a beard, and a widow's peak, he wore a scowl on his face; next to him were three men, and a boy about my age; all wore similar scowls, and armor. The one closest to the speaker had his hair in a long pony tail and also wore his tail like a belt; next was a huge bald man, with a mustache, last of the men, looked like an older version of Kakarot, and lastly was the boy, he looked exactly like his father, except bore no facial hair.
"Excuse me but what do you mean he's dead," Krillin asks politley.
"Not even close, he's not even fully unconscience the most you've done is rendered him unable to fight for awhile," the one with the long pony tail says with a frown, the boy walks over to the ape, and examines it.
"Just as i thought, i wonder what he was doing anywhere near where he could be captured, or better yet how he was captured," the boy states with a scowl.
"Perhaps Kakarot could answer that question," Fasha says presenting her nephew over to the others, just then another boy comes running over, he wears similar clothes, and hair down past his knees.
"Kakarot i've been looking for you everywhere; what is that you're wearing," the new commer asks with a laugh, he's probably a couple years older than me.
"Raditz, Kakarot, if you two don't begin to behave i'm going to start sending you to bed without dinner," their obvious father Bardock states to them with a scowl.
"No dinner, we'll die of starvation, please, anything but that," the two brothers beg their father at the same time.
"Alright i'll think about it, while you two go home and clean your rooms, spotless," Bardock tells them with a scowl, they sigh, in defeat and run off to do as told, he just laughs.
"You wouldn't really send them to bed without dinner," Fasha says with a chuckle.
"I may just do it one of these days," Bardock says chuckling, the ape monster begins to stir.
"Look alive men, he's beginning to wake," the boy says in an authoritive tone of voice, the ape begins to stomp and grabs me quickly i let out a scream for help, all the z fighters try to stop it; with their ki blast that nobody else knows how to do; a few of them fly into the air, but each gets swatted down with ease; the strangers just laugh, even Fasha is laughing.
"This is growing boring," the boy says he then starts making sounds that sound like a foreign tongue, and the ape stops, puts me down delicately next to my mother, gives a bow to the boy and his father, then walks away back over the mountain range; I find myself and many others staring in shock.
"Stop that gawking or it'll be the last thing any of you do, i can just as easily bring him back as i can get rid of him," the boy snarls angrily.
"Vegeta, manners," the boy's father says with a scowl, the name of the boy is strange really, he's named for the planet, which is rather silly if you ask me.
"Do i have to father," the boy Vegeta asks with a whine.
"Would you prefer to go on vacation to Earth," his father ask with a smirk.
"Not particularly; but i hear Earth is occupied, by icejins this time of year," Vegeta says with a smug look; his father doesn't reply and suddenly they've all walked off.
One hour later
"Fasha will you tell me one of Kakarot's stories, i just love to hear the stories he tells you," I state to my nanny as i sit on the floor of my room, bored out of my mind.
"Why don't i tell you about the legend of the true saiyan prince," Fasha asks with a smile.
"Alright," I say with a smile, this is one she hasn't told me.
"There is a myth that one day the saiyans will be united entirely no matter their origin, this will be done, by the true prince of the saiyans, the one who is truely strongest, smartest and fastest, his power will never be rivaled, he'll be the next super saiyan, and will defeat anyone who tries to harm the universe again, who tries to hurt the saiyans, this true prince is supposed to be the image of his father the king, and his father before him, so and so forth all the way back to the beginning of the saiyan race," Fasha says, the story isn't long or exciting it's more of a legend; but that's what she called it.
"I don't get it, is someone saying that one day the saiyans will become split, with two different monarchy's and a prince from the group that is the original saiyans will reunite them," I asks her with confusion she chuckles.
"Something like that, perhaps one day you'll understand it," Fasha states with a chuckle, i look at her in confusion.
"Perhaps one day Kakarot could work at the palace as a story teller," I state chuckling.
"No, too many people would never allow such a thing," Fasha says with a laugh.
"One thing i don't get, what's a super saiyan," I ask Fasha frowning.
"That Bulma is another story, for another time," Fasha says standing back up.
"We have time," I state.
"No; now we have visitos," Fasha states with a smirk, i look at her confused, sometimes i swear she forgets she says her brother sees the future; maybe he told her about this. I stand and follow her down to the throne room, we walk in silently; and what i see is Vegeta and his father; next to one of the icejins that was living on Earth, i gulp and try to turn away, but Fasha sends me a look that makes it clear this is not something i should do, so i walk over and take my seat next to my mother.
"Bulma i was just about to send for you," mother says with a smile.
"Now that we're all here, why not begin, now i came to give you a proposition, allow princess Bulma to join my army for one year, where she will learn to fight, or face the wrath of an icejin," the icejin states with a frown.
"I suppose we have no choice," mother says with a sigh.
"No, I'll go, Frieza you're recruiting the wrong saiyan; I've spent five years in your army i know what to do, how things are ran, there is nothing for you to worry over," Vegeta says with a scowl, as he addresses the icejin.
"Tempting offer Vegeta, I may just accept," Frieza states with a smirk.
"Absolutley not, i am not putting my son at risk again, i'll go," Vegeta's father says with a frown.
"Well i'm planning to be here a week; i supose I can decide over that time, but we can't have all three of you in seperate locations; and since i've never stayed with these filthy monkeys, we shall be staying here," Frieza states with a grin.
"I don't take orders that well Frieza you know that better than anyone; it's simple you will be taking me on the ship, i refuse to let my father, put himself at risk of injury, and a female wouldn't last a day, and you know it," Vegeta states with a scowl.
"Well Vegeta i must be honest with you, i really have missed having my favorite monkey around, who else am i supposed to beat day in and day out; but i was really interested in seeing how Bulma faired, like i said one week, but your father may leave," Frieza says with a smirk, Vegeta's father takes it as his cue to leave, but not before sending one look at his son, that seems to say a lot.
"Fine but don't think I'm happy about this," Vegeta states with a glare.
"Now you put the idea in my head, dear Vegeta, now why don't you and i go find some suitable rooms for our weeks stay, on second thought, i'll do that, you just go have fun, enjoy what freedom you may have left," Frieza states walking out of the room.
"I suggest princess, that you get an escort where ever you go, and not just any escort, Fasha would know who is best, and always keep her near, she may not be able to save you against an icejin, but she is more than capable of buying you a few minutes of time, good thing about Frieza is he loves toying with people," Vegeta tells me with a frown, his tone is so serious it's kind of scary really.
"Would you be so kind to escort Bulma to her room; until i can find a guard to do so," mother asks vegeta with a grin, he doesn't look happy but nods his head. We walk out of the room and down the corridors in silence.
Vegeta
I was enjoying the silence of our walk back to Bulma's suit when of course she decided she had to talk, and of course what does she do she asks an annoying question, one that as most questions do, pisses me off.
"So did you really spend five years with that icejin," I was not expecting the question, and in this moment i lose all control, i grab her by the throat, and slam her hard against the wall.
"Listen now and listen good, i will not repeat myself, my past with the icejins is not your business, my past entirely is not your business, nothing involving me, or what i do, have done, or plan on doing is your business, your life is all one big lie, the sooner you learn it the better off you'll be," I snarl at her angrily, she gasps for air, and i release her, i walk away; let her precious guards come after me; i don't care. I walk into the throne room ten minutes later, and see Bulma along with the z fighters, her mother and Frieza, all glare at me as i enter.
"Vegeta; please explain to me why you threatened my daughter for simply asking a question," the supposed queen commands me with a glare.
"Yes Vegeta; do tell, i just love to imagine what exactally your unspoken threats are implying," Frieza states with a gleeful smile.
"What can i say, she asked a personnel question on a topic i don't discuss with anyone, and i haven't killed anything all day, you ask me she's lucky to be alive," I state with a chuckle.
"Well there you have it, his saiyan nature plus my influence minus a day of killing something equals this," Frieza states with a smile on his face.
"I'm afraid it's still treason against the crown, so Vegeta you must die by the hands of a z fighter," the queen says i scoff, and Bulma looks satisfied.
"Nonesense, this Vegeta right here, is the fourth most feared name amongst the universe," Frieza states with a laugh.
"Frieza I don't brag, on account if have the talent there is no need to brag," I tell him with a scowl; before another word is spoken, Fasha walks into the room, she gives a bow, in my direction, though it's meant for me, any one just about may think it's meant for them.
"Word has gotten to Vegeta's father about his actions, Vegeta your father wiishes you to give your apologies, and go to Earth with the others when they leave, and you will not be fighting," Fasha tells me with a frown.
"Absolutely not; I will not go, nothing in this universe is going to make me go, visit my brother, he needs to learn to fight his own battles," I state very angrily.
"You Vegeta, not follow orders of your father, are you ill, while we're on the subject what's this about you having a sibling," Frieza says the last part with curiosity.
"I know not what you'te talking about," I state with a tone that has no emotion.
"Don't play dumb with me boy; don't forget i know everyone of your weaknesses, I know just how to make you scream in agonizing pain," Frieza says threatenly I'm not afraid of him or anything he'll do to me, normally but some things are not for me.
"Perhaps i'd answer if all of what belongs to me is restored, but this would be one of those things that need done delicately, and could take who knows a year maybe," I state with a smirk.
"I doubt that, you could care less," Frieza says smirking.
"Fine may I speak with you in private, lord Frieza," I ask him spitting his title as i say it.
"Very well; clear the room," Frieza states, the queen and Bulma don't look pleased nor does anyone else, but they still do as told. Once we're in private there is no worries about conversation.
"Let's face it you plan on taking me and the so called princess of the saiyans, or as we formarly know her princess of the earth saiyans to work on your ship, Frieza there is no way she'll last on your ship; just allow me one year to teach her what she needs," I ask him swallowing my pride.
"Do you actually care for someone you only just met," Frieza asks with a scowl.
"It's more along the lines, if i can manipulate anyone into handing over, what rightfully belongs to me, it's her, anyone else and there is high chance of a lot of conflict, and i rather for the moment, not have to worry about such a thing, civil war will only disrupt my peace and relaxation," I state to him with a frown.
"Very well my monkey prince, you may have one year, train her to fight, whatever, you please, but remember, the fake monkey princess will be in top condition, for my ship, understood," Frieza is not asking he's commanding.
"Sure thing," I state smirking, Frieza ruffles my hair, which only irritates me.
"That's my Prince of the saiyan race, the prince of the true saiyans, the true saiyan prince," Frieza says in a tone that i just can't comprehend entirely.
"I don't know why but i just feel like ripping someone's throat out at the moment," I state with a chuckle.
"You know what i brought you a gift, a fish creature that was forming a rebellion," Frieza states, he turns on his scouter gives an order, and a few minutes later, Zarbon comes in with a fishnoid creature, he was pink, with black eyes, there was no white to it.
"Hey mighty saiyan prince, i got something to fill a bit of your blood lust," Zarbon says chuckling shoving the creature in front of me, i smirk as i walk over to it, he looks at me fear on his face, as he pleas for his life. I kick him in the stomach, causing him to cough up blood, i then punch a fist through his entire body, even still he's not dead yet, i continue, causing a bloody mess, until he is dead entirely. Just to be sure i turn him into space dust, the only evidence he ever existed is the blood all over the floors, and my hands.