Finally got around to writing the second part of Vegeta's backstory. This completes it, but there will be more flashes back to him specifically in the future.

Vegeta groaned as he blinked awake. His entire body ached. There was something soft underneath him. It didn't feel like the inside of his pod. It sunk too much under his weight. Also it was completely flat. If he didn't have a terrible concussion, then that statement would have been far more redundant then it seemed to him at the time. As his vision became slightly less blurry, he found himself in a red stone room.

He squinted as he tried to figure out where he was. The last thing he remembered was getting tossed around like a rag doll in an asteroid field. Was he dead? Was this hell? If it was, then why did hell have such cozy beds? He slowly got up, much to the distress of his own battered body. Where ever he was, it wasn't where he was supposed to be. After stumbling a bit, he regained his balance and headed for the door to the room. It took him to a long, stone hallway. As he glanced down one end, he noticed that it seemed to go on forever.

"He woke up!" a voice called. Vegeta turned to see a little boy standing next to a tall woman with pink hair. She was holding some sort of bottle in her hand. They must be the ones who brought him here. And by the suspicious look in her eye, it didn't look like she would be letting him leave. And If she wasn't then he'd make his way out by force. He fired several ki blasts at the pair of strangers, but they never hit their targets. In a fraction of a second, she moved her hand upwards and a pink shield materialized, protecting them. She then thrust her hand forwards, and the shield rushed him, slamming into him and pushing him down the hall. It dissipated and he fell to the ground.

Vegeta snarled as he got up and ran towards her. The woman, or gem as vegeta now realized, stood in front of the small boy with a look of determination. Once he was a few feet away he jumped up, hoping she would think he was attempting a physical attack. At the last minute a powerful ball of energy formed in his hand. As he threw it down she knelt and formed a smaller shield, but this time she slid her hand across the rim, causing it to spin. One of the support spirals in the shield caught the blast and carried it before sending it back at him. As it exploded against his stomach, he was sent flying back again before rolling across the floor. Vegeta tried to get up, but was too woozy from the combination of his concussion and the strength of his own ki blast.

The gem walked up to him with the child in toe. "Stay back!" he growled as she got closer. The gem paid his threat no mind as she knelt down infront of him. Vegeta prepared for whatever attack she may have planned next, however he was not prepared for what she said.

"Are you alright?" she asked.

Vegeta looked at her dumbfounded. "Huh?" he asked.

"I said, are you alright?" she repeated, "You were swaying when you tried to attack us, and you were knocked out when we found you. If you have a concussion, we need to treat it right away."

Vegeta didn't know what to say to that. Why was she concerned with him? He had tried to attack her! When she didn't get a response, she picked the teen up and began carrying him back to the room. "Come on," she said, "Let's get you taken care of."

Vegeta couldn't do much to protest. He was too tired and dizzy to do anything really. He looked over the gem's shoulder as she carried him bridal style. The little boy was still trailing behind her. As he got a closer look, he noticed something swinging back and forth behind the boy as he walked along cheerfully. His eyes widened as he realized what the brown appendage was: a tail.

"What are you staring at?" the boy asked curiously as he noticed the older Saiyan's gaze.

"You're a Saiyan…" Vegeta said.

The boy looked at him in confusion. Vegeta didn't think he could possibly find anything more surprising that day...until the boy spoke again. "What's a Saiyan?" he asked.

….

Vegeta examined the damaged pod as his two captors looked on from the top of the crater. He frowned as tried to find a way to start it again. After the two strangers, Rose and "Goku" as they called themselves, healed him with the magic water from the bottle the gem had been holding, the gave him an offer. He could either leave and not return or live peacefully with them.

Much to the disappointment of the Saiyan boy, he chose to find his ship and leave. However, that looked less and less possible now. His ship had been so bent out of shape from the asteroids that it couldn't even turn on anymore, let alone fly. He growled as he gave up fiddling with the wiring and got up. He levitated out of the crater and back up to the rim.

"Having trouble?" Rose asked, grinning slightly.

"The pod is wrecked…" he admitted, "I'm stuck on this planet for now."

"Sooo you'll be staying with us, right?" Goku asked, a smile gracing his face, "That's awesome! You and I can be sparring partners and you you can tell me about the Saiyans!'

Vegeta narrowed his eyes at the boy. "I never agreed to stay with you," he hissed.

"I'm afraid you don't have a chose in the matter," Rose stated politely, "I gave you two options: stay with us or leave. I'm sorry, but I can't trust you to live here on your own without hurting anyone."

Vegeta smirked at her. "You can't keep me anywhere if you can't catch me," he sneered, before rocketing off, laughing.

Rose sighed and brought her hands up, focusing her energy. She hoped she wouldn't have to do this. Vegeta looked back at her as he flew off, curious as to what she was doing. Was she preparing some kind of an attack. He found out what she was doing as he hit a pink forcefield. Rose could feel her energy draining as she held up the giant field. With a deep exhale, the force field began to shrink until it was only a pink bubble enclosing the saiyan prince. She relaxed slightly as it floated to the ground a short distance away from them.

The two walked over to the confused saiyan as he picked himself up. "What the hell?" he questioned, "What is this? Let me go!" He then began to pound against the side of the bubble.

"We'll let you out once we get back to the temple," she explained.

"I'm not going anywhere with you, you overgrown rock!" he snapped. A purple sphere of energy formed in his hand. "GALIC GUN!" he shouted as a beam of light erupted from his hand and hit the side of the bubble. Rose and Goku shielded their eyes as the light filled the bubble. when it dissipated, the both turned to see the bubble still standing and a rather crispy looking Vegeta standing in the center of it. "Alright, you win," he grumbled.

Rose smiled and Goku cheered. "Wonderful then!" she said, "Come on, Goku. Help me roll him back to the warp pad." The younger Saiyan nodded and began pushing the pink bubble along with her.

…..

Several months later…

Rose had been very accommodating for the young prince. She made sure he had his own room that he could do whatever he wanted with, let him go hunting with Goku, train with him under her supervision, and even set up a fence around the beach so that he could have some privacy. She had hoped she had made some progress with him. He followed her rules for the most part and seemed to get along with Goku just fine, although he continued to call him Kakarot for some reason. Her hopes had been dashed however one night, when he snuck out during the full moon.

Rose had been returning from a mission late one night, and was met with Goku waiting for her. "He turned into a monster!" he cried, "Vegeta went outside and looked at the moon and he turn into a giant monkey!"

"He did what?!" Rose cried, horrified, "Where is he?"

"He's went into the town," Goku explained, "I would have gone after him but…" He stopped for a second, looking down. "'Rose...If I look at the moon...would I become a monster too?" he asked.

Rose sighed. She really didn't want to have this conversation right now. "Yes Goku, you would," she said solemnly.

"And so...and so I was the one who…" he stopped.

"Goku," she said kneeling down, "I know what you're about to say, and I know this is something you need to talk about, but right now is not the right time. I need to stop Vegeta, and then we can talk about this. But for now, know this: you are not a monster now and to me, you never will be, and that is what matters, ok?" Goku nodded. "Good," she said, kissing his forehead, "Now go back in the temple and fetch me my sword."

Vegeta crushed the east docks as he ran away from the city, adding to the list of destruction in his wake. Nothing could stop him now. He was free! He could go anywhere or do anything he wanted. That gemm could do nothing to stop him. She may be strong, but there was no way a mere healer could stand up against the might of a raging Oozaru. Now all he had to do was find a way off this planet. As he exited the city limits, he felt the rush of something pass him by.

He slowed down as he saw ahead of himself, a feminine figure in a white dress: Rose.

He stopped in front of her and growled. "Stand down or I will crush you beneath my foot," he roared.

"No," she stated firmly, brandishing her sword, "I'll give you one warning, Vegeta. Stop this now, and no harm will come to you. If you do not return to the temple with me peacefully, there will be serious consequences."

Vegeta laughed. "You think you can take me on like this? Go ahead and try!" he snarled. with that, he swung one of his giant fists at her. She lept out of the way and landed on his hand, running up the length of his arm. Once she got to his shoulder, she jumped and slashed him across the face and landed on his other arm. Vegeta roared and glared at her, before swatting her away.

She tumbled across the ground and Vegeta raised his hands up together to smash her. he brought them down together, and she rolled out of the way at the last second. She took the opportunity to slash him across the stomach. Vegeta grabbed her as she sliced him. He held her up to his face and open his mouth, a beam of ki energy formed at the back of his throat. As he prepared to blast her, she summoned her shield. The blast hit it like the force of a truck, cracking the shield slightly.

Once it dissipated, she released her shield and raised her sword before stabbing his hand with it. He roared in pain, dropping her. She ran behind him, running her sword across his leg as she did. He stumbled and gripped his leg, falling to his knee. Seething with rage, he slammed her with his tail. She took that opportunity to grab it, and climb up to the base. With one swing, she chopped the tail clean off. Vegeta screamed in pain as he slowly began to shrink.

soon he was lying on the ground, weak, naked, and wounded. He tried to get up but fell again, too weak from blood loss. His breathing became heavy as he contemplated his fate. How? How could this have happened? He should have been able to crush her in seconds. Yet he fell to her like a stack of dominos. He mentally laughed at himself. He had been beaten in his strongest state by a single gem. How could he ever hope to take revenge Frieza? Not that it mattered anyways. He was going to die any minute.

He watched from the ground as Rose approached him, her sword glistening with his blood and her eyes steely. He never thought this gem would be able to draw fear from him, yet here he was, petrified. 'This was it,' he told himself. As she stopped in front of him, he closed his eyes, awaiting her blade. Moments passed and nothing happened. He opened his eyes and looked up at her. "Well?" he huffed, "What are you waiting for?" He had already resigned himself. There was no need for her to draw it out.

Once again, the gem managed to surprise him. Rose sheathed her sword and picked up the young prince, carrying him bridal style. "Hold on," she whispered gently, though her voice was still cold, "we'll get you fixed up soon enough." Vegeta blinked in confusion. What was she doing? He had just destroyed a good portion of her city in his escape. he had just attacked her, willing to kill her if necessary. Why didn't she do the same? Vegeta's eyes began to droop as he became too dizzy to think. His eyes finally closed as he passed out in her arms.

….

When he awoke, he found himself in the red room again on the soft bed. He found he had been fully healed aside from his tail. He also found Rose had been sitting there, waiting for him to wake up. Vegeta could see the anger in her eyes. That night, he had expected her to tear him apart, and now she did, but not in the way he had expected.

He had never seen her so angry as she yelled at him. She berated him for everything he managed to do wrong that night, from betraying her trust to hurting the innocent, and for once Vegeta didn't feel like arguing back. "And above all, I am disappointed in you. I thought you were better than this, Vegeta!" she spat, "I believed you were more than just one of the Colds faceless grunts, killing for the fun of it! I've seen you be better than that! You were doing fine and you let yourself fall back into it again. What do you have to say for yourself?"

Vegeta thought for a moment before speaking. "I wasn't trying to hurt people," he explained, "Not this time anyways. I was trying to get away so I could figure out how to get off planet."

"What, so you could just go back and join the Frieza Force again?" she snapped.

"Yes, but not for what you think," he defended sharply, "I need to be close enough to him and strong enough to one day destroy him." The anger disappeared from Rose's face and was replaced by surprise and curiosity. Vegeta then explained everything. How when the Saiyan's original planet had been destroyed they had made an alliance to work for Frieza in order to gain a new one. How he had been kidnapped at the age of five to join Frieza's army and threaten his father into submission. How he had been raised under his rule to be just as merciless, and most of all how Frieza have wiped out his planet and caused the near extinction of the Saiyan race. "My goal in the end is to make him pay for what he did to me and my people," he explained.

"I'm so sorry…" she responded solemnly, "I didn't know."

"I don't need your pity. Pity isn't going to solve my problems," he retorted, "But that brings me to my question: Why didn't you kill me? You didn't know it wasn't my intent to hurt people, and you didn't know my history. You had every reason to put me down on the spot, so why didn't you?"

"Well," she started, "It's because I really did believe in you, and still do. Even in that moment. Vegeta, you may not care for the people of the Earth, but you are more than capable of living here peacefully. You may not admit it, but I know you've enjoyed at least part of your time here. I've seen you smile when you spar with Goku or when you two come back from a successful hunt." "And now I have an offer to make you," she continued, "I will help you prepare to one day face Frieza. You can stay and train with me until you've surpassed me and whatever else you feel the Earth has to offer, and then I will help you find a way to get off planet. Do we have a deal?" She held her hand out to him.

Vegeta paused for a moment before smiling and taking her hand. "Deal," he said with a nod.

….

Two years later…

It was a bright, sunny day. Rose tended to her fountain garden, making sure the plants had water and that they were all trimmed properly. She hummed to herself slightly as she worked. She was so absorbed in her gardening, that she almost didn't notice the rustling of the bushes behind her.

She stopped in her watering and looked up, scanning the area. The fountain square was void of all life except plant life. All was quiet except the splash of the water and the song of a nearby bird.

Suddenly, she felt a slight breeze. She turned and caught Vegeta in midair, foot inches from her face. She smirked at him, before tossing him aside. He flipped through the air before landing in a crouching position. The fifteen year old's tail twitched before he attempted to charge at her again, this time trying to attack her with several quick jabs. She blocked half of them before grabbing his arm and pinning it behind him. He attempted to wriggle out of her grip but was unable to.

"Well done, Vegeta," she praised as she let him go, "You almost had the jump on me that time."

"Sometimes I wonder if I'm helping you get stronger as much as you're helping me…" he muttered. He rubbed his arm slightly, before smirking. "I'm getting closer though," he teasingly warned, "One of these days you're going to end up flat on the floor thanks to me."

She smiled at him. "And I will be more than proud of you when that day comes," she said bowing to him, to which the young Saiyan returned. "Now, if you'll excuse me, my pupil, I must return to my gardening," she said, "We'll have a formal training session in roughly an hour. Unless you want to help me with my garden, you might want to find something to keep yourself busy until then."

Vegeta nodded. "Yes, Ma'am," he stated before leaping away. Rose smiled at where he had been before turning back to her magnolias.

I think this is the longest chapter I've written for this to date. It sure felt like it took me a while...I do hope you guys enjoyed it! Let me know what you think, and have a great day!