The life of a Saiyan price… Uchiha style.
Summary: Uchiha Sasuke… First desiring his brother's death for the slaughter of his family, then the destruction of his village for given the order and then… Fighting to protect. So how did he end up being reborn as a the heir of the Saiyan throne?
Kingdark: I said in the previous chapter that it was a one shot and that it would stay as it was. But this idea won't leave me alone. Note: I'm keeping Sasuke's age as vague as I could in this chapter.
01
Chakra. Ki. Chi. Magic. Spiritual energy. Physical energy. Mental energy. All of these describe 'energies' that has to be unlocked. Something that often requires a lot of hard work to master. Sometimes it HAS to be mastered or it will cause untold suffering to those around you. Albeit unintentionally.
Uchiha Sasuke, or as he was known in this life, Vegeta, prince of all Saiyans sat on the ground and tried to remember how he had found his chakra the first time around. It was hard to remember, after all, it was something that had happened in his early childhood of his previous life.
That thought caused Sasuke to lose his concentration. Again.
"Why me? What made me special?" Sasuke asked himself again. Why did he remember his previous life? With people he could never see again? Was is it punishment for the mistakes he had made? But surely he had done more than enough to balance that out again?
'Stop.' Sasuke ordered himself. "There is no point in getting angry about it again." Well, he could but it would probably scare the servants that worked in the palace. After all, Sasuke's power ranked somewhere in the top ten of 'strongest warriors' in the Saiyan military.
That wasn't saying much though, much to Sasuke's annoyance. Saiyans tended to rely on overpowering force and less on strategy. What was the point in eliminating the population of a planet when there were alternative means to put them to use? Sure, that more probably meant slavery and possibly rebellion in the future but.. Wasn't that better then slaughtering thousands if not hundreds of thousands of innocent people?
Somewhere, Sasuke knew there was someone laughing about the irony about the position he was in right now. Sasuke could remember his claims of being an elite Uchiha that couldn't be defeated with crystal clarity.
In his previous life there were only three Uchiha alive. Sasuke himself was one of course. His brother, Itachi was the second and even though he didn't know until much later but Obito was the third to survive. Anyway, if you squeezed your eyes shut, sniffed drugs and got yourself really dizzy, then it could be said that Sasuke had been a prince as well.
And now… Now he really was a prince. He really was an elite. Except he was still FAR from being on top of the food chain.
"Yhea, I might be in the top ten of our own military, based on raw power, but compare that with the militaries beyond our planet? I would be like an insect, waiting to be crushed."
If there was any advantage of being the heir to the throne then it was the fact that he could pretty much choose anyone to be his personal underlings. Anyway, he had been taught from a young age -in this life- how to access and manage his ki and some initial experiments had proven that no, it wasn't anything like chakra. Sasuke was stubborn though. He reasoned that if ki could exist, then something similar to chakra could exist as well.
So, here he was, doing something he disliked doing. Meditating and looking inwards, looking for that illusive power. Keeping everything he knew about chakra in mind and then trying to apply that in the world he found himself in.
Two hours later he gave up. An entire day of potential training wasted, because of a hunch. Sasuke knew that while he could rely on his experience of his previous life, it was an advantage that wouldn't last. It was an equalizer of sorts. Sasuke was determined about one thing though. If chakra truly didn't exist on this world, if it was truly impossible for a Saiyan to access it, then he would beat some of the values that Kakashi-sensei had taught him into the heads of his underlings. It felt strange doing so, because it was supposed to be them that taught him and not the other way around.
X
One year later
One year of constant effort and Sasuke was just about to give up any and all efforts to replicate what chakra powered exercises could do. He had so hoped that it would be successful because it would be one hell of an ace in the hole to use. Still… Not everything was bad.
"Report." Sasuke ordered.
"My prince, you were right." His strongest underling reported. "Frieza ordered your father to call back all of our people to our planet so he -Lord Frieza- could make a personal announcement. But thanks to our spy, who managed to overhear a conversation, we know that Frieza intends to deal with us permanently. It seems that we have been growing too powerful too quickly for his tastes."
Sasuke was nodding thoughtfully. "Was our spy compromised?"
"No sir." His underling answered. "He thought that it was important enough to risk losing his cover and was willing to lose his life over it."
Sasuke nodded again. "Any way to extract him without being too obvious about it?"
"I'm afraid not sir." His underling admitted. "The spy stressed that as far as he was aware that his cover was not broken and that he would remain in place. Although…"
"Yes?" Sasuke said.
"I… I'm not entirely sure I translated the code right, but he said something along the lines that sometimes, the mission is more important than the life of the agent in question. In this case though he switched mission with allies and the life of the agent as the mission. So, it would become this instead: 'the life of your allies are more important than the mission…"
The underling hesitated again. "I know that you said such things yourself plenty of times, but this particular agent-"
The underling was interrupted by a servant barrelling into the room. Something that was highly unusual for the people that served the prince.
"My Prince! Lord Frieza had ordered your father that you are to report to Lord Frieza personally and to leave all your retainers behind!"
Sasuke scowled because that just about confirmed the report of the spy he had just received.
"How many of our people have managed to stall their return here?" Sasuke asked. There was no point in panicking, ten minutes sooner or later wouldn't matter.
"About a dozen or so. The rest are all on their way or are already here."
"Send out orders that they are to scatter. Tell them to lay low. Make allies with the governments that are only reluctantly part of Frieza's empire but have to go through the motions all the same. But also tell them to remains extremely cautious. If… No. When Frieza discovers 'their' treachery… He might send me to deal with it. Tell them… Tell them that they had better fight me with everything they have because I, unfortunately won't be able to do anything but kill them."
"Is that everything sir?" His underling asked.
"Make sure to word it in such a way, that it can be interpreted in various ways. Understand? If this message ever gets to Frieza himself… Then he'll know that I am involved."
"Do you want me to take responsibility for it… Sir?"
"Do you?" Sasuke challenged. "You know that I don't want to order you to do anything. I-"
"I owe you a life debt sir." His underling argued. "My life is yours to use as you see fit. I am your tool, I am-"
"SHUT UP!" Sasuke shouted suddenly. He had been hearing those lines far too many times. His power flared and everyone else in the room left as quickly as their feet could carry them.
"How many times do I need to tell you that I don't WANT a tool but a valuable underling instead? I don't want someone obeying my orders mindlessly. I want you to take your OWN initiative! But, hey, who am I kidding? It's like talking to a brick wall! You just think I'm talking nonsense or that I'm trying to trick you or…"
It was unfortunate for the underling that Sasuke had been under a lot of stress lately. Most of it was of his own doing, so the underling could be forgiven for not realizing this, but it still resulted in Sasuke losing his cool.
"You know what? Fine! You want me to take advantage of you as a tool? Fine! I want you to report to training hall seven. We will fight there, and you better fight me with everything you have or so help me, I… I… I will do something not permanent but still something you won't like. Something you will think it worse than a beating through training or… AND DON'T THINK THAT I'M BLUFFING EITHER!"
X
Sasuke forced himself to calm down and pull his power back inwards. It obeyed, reluctantly, eventually settling down. Ready to be unleashed on the first being to piss him off.
Walking to the communication console, Sasuke wrote a short message and send it off. He had some frustration to burn off.
X
One hell of a training session later…
"Do you now believe when I say that I don't want a emotionless tool?" Sasuke demanded. Though the sentence was spoken normally, Sasuke was far from uninjured.
"I think I do." The underling said quietly. Something told Sasuke that it was spoken honestly for once.
"My race… They have the ability to know if someone is lying. Or, to be more precise, we tend to know when something is wrong with a spoken sentence. It's more than just verbal communication though. The more we fight, the longer we can observe someone, the more accurate our feelings become. Often though we are distrusted because of this trait but you…"
"My name is Kajima. And from this moment onward, I will help you to access that secondary energy you have been trying so hard to find."
Sasuke thought it was unfair, here he was, barely keeping conscious while the other, was barely breathing hard. That wasn't to say he hadn't been touched but…
"Are you telling me that you know what I'm trying to achieve?" Sasuke asked dangerously. His underling -Kajima- would've been able to point him in the right direction? And he HADNT?
Sasuke didn't know where his second wind was coming from but he accepted it eagerly. It felt a lot like after being healed after a training session. That was one trait that Sasuke liked about the Saiyans at least. Whenever they got injured and recovered, they were often a lot stronger than they were BEFORE they got injured. Sasuke knew that he was still injured though. His ki reserves were low. Not so much that it could become dangerous, but still low enough that there would be a high sense of urgency if this had been a serious fight.
Sasuke charged, using every trick he remembered. Using any and all martial arts styles he remembered and wishing that he could have simple kunai and shuriken forged. But at the level that they were fighting they would be worthless.
His second wind didn't last long but it was worth it for the damage he had been able to do.
"To answer your question," Kajima began, "I don't know exactly what you are trying to do but… At the same time I have a hunch."
"A hunch?" Sasuke deadpanned.
"Yes." Kajima said a glare. "A. Hunch." Kajima said. Pronouncing both words slowly and carefully and giving Sasuke the clear impression that Kajima thought he was an idiot. To put it mildly.
"But we should speak of this later. Lord Frieza has command your presence and you can only stall so much. I would advise against healing before showing up. This way, it's clear that you were distracted with training."
Sasuke gritted his teeth. He hated the fact that Frieza had command of his people. But none of them came even close to his power. Not even with all their strength combined would they be able to hurt him, let alone stand an actual chance.
X
Random eradicate planet… Several months later.
"My prince… It has happened."
Sasuke, who had been playing with the locals so far, to try and make it clear that surrender and slavery was better than genocide, decided that if they hadn't gotten the message so far, then they wouldn't at all.
"Nappa, Raditz… I'm giving you permission to deal with the locals as you see fit. Your only limitation is to spare any that surrender -one chance only- and to never draw the pain out. Go."
Now, Sasuke could focus on Kajima.
"Survivors?"
"Officially? Barely a dozen. Unofficially… Best case scenario a few thousand. Worst case scenario, a couple of hundred and the most likely? I would say at least a thousand but no more than five thousand total. Even then, they are scattered and it would be next to impossible to find and unite them as one force.
X
End
Ironically, this chapter is barely a few dozen words longer than the first. It IS completely different though. In case it wasn't obvious, the Sasuke / Vegeta in here and the previous chapter could pretty much be classified as 'kid Vegeta' (not to be confused with Vegeta Jr)
I think that if I will write more chapters, that I will write as he is older. The thing is, that by writing snippets it is hard to justify how different a character is. Naturally, my Vegeta / Sasuke won't be acting like canon Vegeta did. Sasuke will still have his pride. But he won't be as arrogant as canon Vegeta. Again, Sasuke will NOT get his sharingan BUT he MIGHT 'find' his chakra instead. Sasuke does not possess even a drop of Uchiha blood. Not. A. Drop.
I wanted to avoid giving the underling a name at first, but it was getting annoying to avoid writing a name. Naturally, Kajima is a new character of my own creation. It's just a tiny bit based on Wookies (life debt) which is why I avoided a physical description at all. That being said, this will NOT become a star wars crossover.
Now, I'm not sure how many people (if any at all) follow this story, but if you have any requests of a time that you want to see Sasuke… Feel free to mention that in a review or in a personal message.
Kingdark