Chapter 101

Resignation is on the faces of both Vegetas. Prince Vegeta knows how all shall play out and even so with his knowledge comes a great distaste for having to watch this foul act to occur. What the Queen has asked of him could in some way form a familial relation between himself and Goku. At that point he does not know if something could stop him from killing his mother to stop that eventuality. He is thankful for the presence of Chichi and how he can have faith in no monstrous outcome from the meeting his mother has ordered of him to make happen. He Instant Transmissions the two of them to the mountains where the only other Saiyan lives and Queen Vegeta is quick to disengage and equally quick to comment and start acting inquisitive over this teleportation technique. Prince Vegeta amuses himself by informing her it is a technique he has mimicked from Kakarot himself.

A Queen reduced to choosing a low class warrior is a poor state of affairs. Her King is dead. She sees it as fitting that as her punishment for her lowly death her choice of partner for future children will be from a lowly birth. Queen Vegeta does not want Goku, she wants her King. This small and humble abode in the wilderness does not impress her. She can taste bile in her throat at this prospect.

Her son roars for Kakarot to come forth. The Queen steels herself for this fateful meeting and grooms herself as best she can for this first impression. A smirk grows on Vegeta's face as he raises an open palm towards his rival's training chamber. He has some hostility and ill feelings about this situation he can let loose. Vegeta fires a Big Bang Attack with a laugh to himself. The form of a Super Saiyan 3 swats the blast upwards as he appears. The Queen is paying attention to this glowing warrior, her black eyes lock onto his body.

"If you wanna talk then the video link in our- Is there another woman living with you now?"

"She is the answer to the mystery of Seto's wishing. Right out of hell, this is my mother, Queen Vegeta." Vegeta introduces his mother and then takes a few steps back from the situation to let his mother get on with this.

Expectantly the Queen stands before the legendary warrior and raises her head as she begins inspecting him. After a few seconds her eyebrows furrow. Goku is looking confused at her as he processes all this. Someone from before he was born has been brought back to life. This is his first time meeting a female Saiyan and this is Vegeta's mother of all people. As a few more seconds tick by the Queen gets annoyed by his lack of respect towards her.

"I didn't smell that bad when I came back from the dead did I? She reeks." Goku snorts as the offending smell of her pheromones get into his nose. He descends back down to base form and the Queen clicks her tongue.

"Cur. Discontinue the ridicule that my son started and address me as the elite that I am. Kakarot, you are low-born filth, and I am Queen Vegeta the mightiest female Saiyan to have ever lived. Choose your next words carefully …" Her teeth show as she issues her threat.

In his head Goku groans. Her name is Vegeta, and her attitude is identical to the proud prince's. He does not want to deal with two irritable and angry people like this. Goku goes to make her happy and bows as the act means nothing to him. He then with a smile introduces himself to her and welcomes her to his homestead. The Queen blinks and she looks confused. Goku quickly adds in that his Saiyan name is Kakarot but he was raised on Earth and given a name of Goku which is what he uses more often. Like her son the Queen shall only address this other Saiyan with his Saiyan name.

She senses a lack of genuine respect to her authority yet she would also hold it against him if a Super Saiyan 3 did obey her without question. The Queen walks up to him. She does not shake his offered hand. Her eyes look over his body in minute detail and now she is closer he can see the details of herself.

Unlike his wife who holds a strong athletic build this Saiyan woman has musculature only slightly lesser than himself or Prince Vegeta; she is toned, defined and rightfully holds her title as strongest female Saiyan despite her diminutive stature. She worked hard to not lose power during either pregnancy. Her black hair is shorter than his own and swept to the right hand side with her side locks being the only part of her hair that is shoulder length. Scars mar and dot her body from combat. Underneath her left eye is a series of old scars that have torn her lower eyelid. Her entire left arm is a horrific mess of healed burns, and the fresh wound of the two missing fingernails is still bleeding. The Queen has lived a hard life and her body is a tapestry that details it. Unusually her tail is not a simple brown colour and holds some patches of darker black and towards the tip is a kink in it that will not allow it to straighten. The black eyes of hers that are so reminiscent of her child's sneer and glare at his face.

Queen Vegeta knocks against his chest and abdominal muscles with her knuckles. She walks about him and casually touches about in her full inspection of his physique. Goku stands confused. For the Queen she is grateful this Saiyan is not grander than Nappa's size and is not too different from her own height for practical reasons. His face is that of a low class and despite that her son teases her by holding the exact face of the man she was physically attracted to. Satisfied with how his body looks a keening hiss comes from her teeth.

The Queen stands in front of him and extends her tail towards him. Goku wonders perplexed if this is some form of Saiyan greeting and shows her his own tail. Her eyes focus on his tail. With an angry death glare she looks back up at his face at the rudeness of his tail just hanging there before her. The closest gesture that Goku can equate this to is a handshake. He moves his tail closer to her own and carefully watches as her anger becomes less apparent. She does stink and his want to touch her is low however that look of an annoyed woman he has come to rightfully fear from Chichi. The moment that the fur of his tail touches against hers she constricts about his tail in what he guesses to be a firm 'hand-shake', so Goku responds likewise whilst not wanting to crush her bones.

What seems to be a shudder of disgust passes through her body. Her eyes close for a moment. Her thoughts drift off to the King who is no more. In the short time she has been alive she has lost a lot, and now she has won herself a Super Saiyan 3. Her tail and his are entwined. The deed is done. She unravels hers first and wraps it about her hips.

"After becoming of rightful age and Queen at the same time I do have a personal want to go perhaps a year or even two before my next pregnancy. Observe my wants or I shall kill you. Since my death was due to– due to a failed childbirth I shall use this time to train and become strong enough to bear another Super Saiyan by becoming one myself. When is the next mating season? I shall prepare some contraceptives prior to our first joining." In a strictly business like manner she outlines how she expects things to go between them. Saiyan relationships are not ones commonly of the romantic variety, she does not care for him in any sense other than his gender and the prospect of his Super Saiyan bloodline.

"Our joining? Wait-wait-wait, why are you-"

"Why? I am glad that you see how preposterous it is that I, Vegeta the Queen of all Saiyans, has fallen from grace so far that the likes of you I mate with. There is no other possible Saiyan mated pair that can be formed. Now, do I have a month, a week, three months? How long until our mating season together?" Those words she misinterprets as some kindness on his part due to her arrogance and ego. For her it is all very simple, despite her dislike of it, so explaining is not hard. She shrugs to show her lack of enthusiasm towards this proposal.

Goku calls out in fear to Vegeta. Prince Vegeta is walking away down the mountain at a brisk pace, distancing himself from all that this is. This has nothing to do with him and this disgrace he shall not be around for when he could instead be training. The other Vegeta answers his call and asks if he wishes to see her might and prowess for himself though she cannot transform unless there is a full moon. This is bad, Goku is not familiar with how to deal with these situations. All of this is going to make a hormonal and recently very possessive woman horribly angry and that is an eventuality he does not want to suffer through. In as many words Goku says that he cannot and that he already has a wife for love making with. He is a married man, a faithful one, and a quizzical look emerges on the Queen's face.

"So, out of desperation from me not being here for yourself you were driven through your mating seasons to seek out whatever female you could. What does that matter when you have the privilege of myself now?"

More panic from Goku. She is coming on strong to him. He can only think of one thing to do and his multi-form currently with his wife has her come out and meet this new guest. Looking unimpressed at having to move and stop cuddling with one variant of her husband, Chichi strolls out from their home. Queen Vegeta lets out a low hiss and moves to an aggressive fighting stance at the sight of this rival female. Chichi ties up her blonde hair properly and is wondering why her husband is so agitated. She then sees the tail of this strange woman. Chichi asks who this stranger is.

"You are the one that Kakarot is mistakenly calling his wife?" The Queen is hostile.

"... Mistakenly? No, there's no mistake. We've been happily married for 20 years now, my name is Chichi, and we are expecting our third child soon. Why would you think there's a mistake- we renewed our vows after the deaths." For some random Saiyan to start questioning her marriage is throwing Chichi. Her marital state should not concern her, and nor should she have any reason to call it a mistake.

A roar comes from the Queen. An affront has been made. She bellows out in question that number of offspring. Chichi takes a step back from this weird person and reiterates that this will be her third child. Queen Vegeta curses aloud. Three children without death surpasses her personal record of dying on her second. She shall not lose this competition in proving herself as a viable mate when she is Queen of the Saiyans and this Chichi some female not even of Saiyan blood. This fresh insult wounds her. This Queen does not tolerate insult.

In a burst of purple she is upon the wife of her intended prey. When the Saiyan she commonly spars with is Goku, Chichi has ample time to prepare her counter as she delivers a simple backhanded slap. Pain lashes across Queen Vegeta's face and she is flung aside into a tree. Stars daze her vision and she can taste blood in her mouth. Crawling from the destroyed trunk she brushes splinters and foliage from her, still reeling from that slap, and aggravated pants come from her. That woman is stronger than her. No fear and no flinch came from her attack as she was swatted aside like an insect.

Having gotten bored of walking Prince Vegeta Instant Transmits back to his house to train. His mother is not his ward and he has work to do. Goku senses him leave and so this problematic woman falls squarely on their shoulders now. Chichi wipes at her hand and stands behind her husband away from this aggressive woman and clutches at her stomach, she asks Goku who this woman is. The simple answer of her name tells Chichi all she needs to know about the Queen's abominable personality, the small detail of her wants that Goku includes at the end sets a fire burning within her.

"My Goku is not going to be sleeping with you, hussy!" From behind her husband she calls out this homewrecker. Attacking her whilst she is pregnant and making a move on her husband, this Queen is in her bad books.

"What gives an alien the right to interfere in Saiyan affairs? He is the only male Saiyan left for me. There is no choice here." Normally she would just charge headlong to scare off this other female. She cannot in these circumstances. Logic is on her side. This is why she believes she was resurrected, this is not an option she has willingly chosen for herself.

"I don't care what you say. He's my husband and he loves me not you-"

"So what? He can be infected by the crippling insanity of 'love' if he wants but come mating season he shall be drawn to me for the sake of the Saiyan race. It is my duty as Queen to uphold this. He agreed to it, he made the pact!"

"Goku! Did you promise another girl you would marry her without knowing what it is?" Chichi's anger turns on Goku and she gives his back a hard and accusatory prod.

"He is not marrying me! This is down to sexual reproduction, he can stay married to you for all I care. We bound our tails together. He made the pact. The contract is there for us to be a mated pair-"

"Wait, that wasn't like a handshake or anything? Sorry, but I didn't mean to make any pact with you. I'm not going to hurt and betray Chichi. I won't have sex with you." Goku holds his hands up in apology for this misunderstanding caused by his polite and friendly attitude. If he gave her any impression that he was going to commit adultery then that is a misunderstanding.

"No, it is fine. I might be the Queen but I have given my permission and consent to this coupling. You do not have to say no on my part." Haughtily the Queen dismisses his words as a shaken arrogance fights to still exist. She offers her tail towards him again.

"Queen Vegeta, the answer's no. I won't do it."

Her mind snaps. There is only one thing for it. Her not being accepted and her ridicule furthering cannot be allowed to exist. With a force that shakes the Son household she jets up vertically and starts to charge up ki in each of her limbs. Swirling vortices of violet grow in a violent passion around her hands and feet. A hysterical laugh comes from the Queen. He has made the wrong choice and she shall make it his last.

"You could have had me, but now all you shall have is oblivion!"

Four rampant streams of energy smash into another and converge into one planet destroying stream of ki. The Queen of Saiyans cackles manically as she lets loose her strongest attack at this foreign planet below. Pushing with all her might she sends the utmost ki she can to take away the scene below her. She would rather the depths of hell to where she is now and she shall make it so. Her attack should have collided by now and she sees no explosion. Through her blast a glow of blue grows.

Blue takes over purple and just as he did with her son he repels her blast aimed for his planet. With one hand and no need to charge it is effortless for him to push through her ki blast. A Kamehameha forces through her final attack unimpeded and shoots high into the sky missing her fingers and body by millimetres. Her attack is gone. With no energy about her, with the oblivion she wanted denied, the Queen hangs there with her rage giving way to something far worse for her.

The ki about her sustaining her levitation ceases as she forgets about it and she free-falls down to Earth. An impact with the rocky floor she does not notice. Her short lived reign has ended. She curls up in the dirt. Queen Vegeta begins to scream.

Everyone she knows save for a son she met a handful of times is dead and naught but cold dust. All her brothers and sisters in arms slaughtered. 10 years of her life she spent fighting endlessly to take a planet that is now ashes. Her home is gone. The race she rules is gone. Her life given in exchange for that of a child was a waste. At that moment her shame started and it is snowballing out of control and crushing her beneath it. The man that she devoted her life to was murdered. Her King was taken from her, stolen from her, and he got to die in battle after disgracing her by submitting them all to slavery under Frieza.

10,000 as a power level put her second to only her King. Blood of an elite warrior can now be spilled by any other Saiyan as they monstrously overpower her. At any moment she can be slaughtered. In their kindness of mercy they have whittled her down further. They do not see her as a threat, they do not even regard her as someone befitting of humouring with a fight. To them she is worthless and weak. A mere joke of a Saiyan. A heritage they have long outgrown. They wear the lofty mantle of Super Saiyans and she is left with tawdry rags of an ape and a false crown. Every bit of power she strove for, she killed for, she bled for, all surmounts to nothing. Her life is meaningless. Nothing she has done has mattered beyond birthing Prince Vegeta, a child who broke her back and did not have the decency to finish her off.

Rejection is slashing her apart. If she knew how to cry she would. Not only as a Saiyan but even as just a female she is not even looked at with any worth. As the last living Saiyan woman she should at least matter to Goku and he turns his head from her to this alien who mocks her strength and she cannot compete with. She has never been rejected. She is the Queen, the loftiest of prizes, the mate that all males lust for. Queen Vegeta does not want to be nothing. She does not want to be a dirty smear on the history of Saiyans. She believed she was summoned back for some reason and she fails even in this demeaning regard.

Shrill yells ring out loud from her as this tsunami of destructive emotions batter against her. Emotional pain brings with it a vicious cycle wherein her Saiyan psyche rejects it. Her fingers claw at her face. For her there can be no true release for her suppressed feelings. This is not who she wants to be. She wants to remain a Vegeta. Terror and distress overwhelm her when the countless horrors of war could not.

"Do you want to talk?"

Chichi has jogged the short distance from her house to where the Queen has fallen. She might not be overly keen on the Queen and the goals she has set herself but Chichi cannot see the Queen as anything but the victim here, and so she will act the kind host to this visitor. No hand is offered down due to wariness over any possible violence towards herself or the child she carries.

"What will talk accomplish except allow for you to mock and insult my royal self? I don't do diplomatic meetings and speeches. Talking is … it was what my King did." Pity and sympathy is an effective weapon to be wielded against her.

The realisation that this freshly revived woman would have only just found out about the fate of the Saiyans hits Chichi. She has no words with which to respond to someone dealing with issues of extinction as it never effected Goku. The Queen is in a pitiful state and does not want to be seen like this.

"I don't know how much you know, but you're welcome to come into our house for some breakfast whilst we try and get you up to speed since Vegeta so kindly abandoned you here– so long as you promise to calm down and not try any funny business with my Goku."

"This Queen will not take a vow of celibacy!" A roar, a glare and a kick are sent Chichi's way in response. The housewife nimbly steps back from the kick and the Queen punches the floor in irritation.

"I- I am not asking that."

"That is exactly what you are doing. I cannot mate with my son. Guess what other Saiyan that leaves me with, there is just Kakarot. All I require is his presence during our mating season, your married life can occur during the rest. I promise I shan't perish in childbirth again, and if so that will be in 3 years time when I want to go through that annoyance again. Relinquish your selfish hold so that the Saiyans can have the future that I bring."

"How about instead you just wait a year and then we can resurrect Vegeta's father and that'll be that? You Saiyans always have to make things complicated. So long as he doesn't kill anyone."

"Oh, we shall kill millions. … A year? That is the cool down on the dragonballs? Bah, too long. I'll've had mating seasons galore then, so your Kakarot shall already have succumbed to his Queen by then. I am not interested in that weakling when I can have a Super Saiyan. Kakarot, I am told, defeated Frieza whereas my King signed us all off as his lackeys." She grins in her dichotomy. A year is too long for her and so her King is eliminated as an option as much as it pains her to say. The Queen will not bow to Chichi's will and no part of her is willing to surrender in this battle.

Chichi is unimpressed and shrugs. If this woman wants to try and chase her husband she can try for Chichi is certain that nothing she does shall have any effect on their marriage. With Queen Vegeta not being in an emotionally stable state arguing with her is of little value. She turns to go back in her house and if this Saiyan woman follows then that is what she does. Following a few minutes Queen Vegeta stands and summons ki about her. Into the blue yonder she flies as fast as she can with one goal on her mind. Inside his house Goku snaps to attention and raises his fingers to his forehead: that crazed Saiyan is out for blood.

Inside Vegeta's training room the other alive Saiyans appear. Her rampage has been stopped before it began and Goku wipes his hand on his gi after taking a few steps back from the smelly royal. Without missing a beat Prince Vegeta fires ki manacles at his mother and bolts each of her limbs to the tiles. He sighs to himself that even he was not foolish enough to go on a killing spree with the threat of a Super Saiyan hanging over him. Calmly he asks his captive and struggling mother what she thinks his power level is as he stands there now with black hair. She is uncooperative in answering thanks to her bondage. He states to her that despite her noxious odour he is capable of harming her if he puts the effort in, and that he will start by shortening her tail piece by piece.

"... You boasted of it being possible to slay Frieza without transforming, so 550 or 600 thousand." An angry woman growls out as she struggles in vain for release.

"Frieza can transform. The peak of his power is 120 million. Rethink what you know and behave yourself. If you interrupt my training to defeat this clown I can take you up on those challenges you issued me." Vegeta cracks his knuckles and looks down on his mother as he lets the chasm between their power set in. He then tightens the restraints. "Now tell me, what is your name?"

"Queen Vegeta." She instantly replies.

"Is it though? What is your name as of now?" Darkness passes through his mind. She has mocked his title and namesake, now this weakling shall be on the receiving end. His restraints start cutting off her circulation.

Goku intervenes and blasts away the manacles to release Queen Vegeta. Prince Vegeta does not stop and for 5 minutes interrogates and pressures his mother whilst growing in power and transforming to force her into unveiling the name she had at birth and relinquishing her title. She becomes very shaken from his efforts. Queen Vegeta remains resolute that she is and always will be Queen Vegeta. The Prince accepts her stubbornness and his opinion of her improves.

For safety's sake those from Jurai are within Washu's laboratory where Seto is being fully reprimanded and questioned over her planned action and unplanned consequence. The main concern for Prince Vegeta is that no damage comes to their ships to prevent them from leaving like it did for Ayeka. For himself his mother's existence is not a moving ordeal. He opens his training room door and shouts for Trunks. Quickly the lad appears and approaches this short and scarred woman. With no fanfare Prince Vegeta informs Queen Vegeta that this is her grandson. The Queen pauses for a second as in her head she is nowhere near the age for grandchildren. Trunks raises an eyebrow at her and scoffs. Disdain fills the eyes of Queen Vegeta at this child without black hair.

"So even Prince Vegeta fell foul of creating an abomination by mixing our royal blood with an inferior species. I do not recognise you as-"

"Shut it. Look lady, this is Super Saiyan 2, I rest my case." Trunks transforms with lightning surrounding him. Any ill speak of his heritage are words against his mother. He points his finger like a gun at his new grandmother as she falls deathly silent. "Hey Goku, congrats about the kid. Train Goten to my level for me, then Gotenks' power will be unstoppable."

Goku starts chatting with Trunks about how he is working on training Goten some more but focusing primarily on techniques and fighting style over raw power. If Trunks wants to help his friend in this endeavour then the offer is given and also taken. In the background Queen Vegeta quietly steps about this transformed boy so she is behind him. There is no tail. Children have surpassed her, and it makes sense given their genetic disposition to pass on power and the strength of her own child. The thought of being a grandmother is strange. Not many Saiyans live long enough, or survive their children enough, to reach this accolade. If this child is as developed as he looks then at best guess at least close to 30 years have passed since her demise. She turns about to her own child. His Super Saiyan 3 splendour as imposing as ever he gets asked the simple question of her current age.

"Since your death 41 years have passed."

" … You lot have more experience in this death and resurrection business than I shall ever have, so am I 21 or am I 62?" Her age is revealed. She did not lie when stating that becoming a Queen and bearing Prince Vegeta occurred as soon as she was biologically and legally capable.

"Physically one and chronologically the other. You … are exceedingly young." Prince Vegeta wipes at his face and descends, shooting an evil glare at his rival's continued presence. His mother's age is somewhat in line with Ayeka's bar her time deceased. "For myself I have the inverse issue, I am chronologically 44 and biologically 47 due to extended periods of training in dilated time."

"Half blood, what of yourself? As you are a Super Saiyan I shall honour you by recognising your Saiyan ancestry and permitting yourself access to all challenges that I have laid at the feet of Prince Vegeta." Despite her distaste at his hybrid nature the Queen swallows part of her diminished pride and speaks to her grandchild as she would any other Saiyan. Racial hatred exists within Saiyan culture yet so to does a strong affinity to those of power and respect to those who have become legends. Trunks' grandmother accepts him.

Trunks explains his age and how he has also trained extensively causing his age to lengthen by a year and a week. The thought of dethroning the powerless Queen appeals to him out of vindictiveness however he can tell once he gains those titles then his father shall take action against him and beat them out of him. For now the Queen shall remain the titular head of this 3 person family in name alone. He mocks her and says once she becomes entertaining to fight he might spar with her and leaves to find something else to do. A blast explodes off the back of his head which he ignores and the Queen lowers her hand.

"Your offspring's mother what and who is she? It goes against our principles however you have blended our species with another to create a fine warrior. Is it the same as the blonde haired 'wife' Chichi of this selfish and cruel Kakarot?" Her eyes narrow and dart between the two men.

"Any words you speak even hinting at your disgraceful want for that clown shall reward you with pain.-"

"Clown. I like that, it suits someone foolish enough to decline me. I never got an answer about how long until he and I mate, when?"

Goku backs up. There is a growing danger here. One Vegeta is bad enough, two of them in close proximity to the other is a knife edge from disaster. Both are combative, competitive, stubborn and mean spirited. The Queen blatantly disregards the warnings of her son. He has threatened her and she shall neither back down nor act with fear – it is all she can do to save what image she has.

"Last one was over a week ago. You spoke of it so now here is your pain: Lady Seto did not resurrect you for growing our numbers, your were resurrected for the sole purpose of signing a peace treaty – that is your life's meaning and purpose."

Being unable to physically strike her he unleashes his sadism to hit her with great ferocity from his sharpened tongue. A Saiyan bred for war has been brought back for peace. Energy crackles about the slandered Queen. A hurt anger fills her eyes. He promised pain and he delivered. Her only response to him is a hateful silence. This provides her more information and the picture she is piecing together is not one she likes or cares to preserve. Prince Vegeta smiles at her relatively miniscule outburst of power and asks again what her name is and for how long she will mock his title by calling herself a Vegeta. Her fist passes through him as he dodges faster than she can perceive.

Goodbyes are said hurriedly by Goku and Instant Transmission returns him to his wife and home before Queen Vegeta can say otherwise and before Chichi gets upset that he has left her side for too long. A long sigh of relief comes from Prince Vegeta at his rival's disappearance. An angered stomp comes from the Queen. She points an accusatory finger at her son and charges a blast at its tip.

"What has happened for this fall to occur?" Words seethe from her throat in retaliation. Peace treaties cannot exist for Saiyans. Jurai should never be in a position to push a peace treaty upon them. "Jurai are not your servants nor a victory you have gained. I- I wanted to think it was opportunity that took your hand however, I believe otherwise. Some foulness has corrupted your mind. You are no Vegeta if you struck me in the back to save that unseeing worm. Why are Saiyans signing not slaughtering those whom birth should not come to, and why should I do what my King did and sign paper when instead I can make Jurai burn?"

"17,034,576,929,043 counts of murder, genocide 214 counts and 38 planets destroyed. My proclivity towards death has waned, my ability has not. You are misguided if you believe those high totals indicate much worth towards myself instead of how many worthy foes and challenging battles I have survived. Tell me simply why I should have a want to go through the hassle of destroying the entire Juraian Empire?"

"War is war. They kill us, we kill them. As a Saiyan it is your duty, as a Vegeta it is all you are. They ask of us for peace then you break them until they sign those papers themselves."

He arrogantly laughs in her face at her meaningless logic. She stiffens and roars at him to silence himself, to end his insanity and act as a Saiyan. Prince Vegeta continues to laugh in a mocking tone at his mother. Her attacks do not cause any reaction. There are but a few pieces left for him to put together to make her downfall so utterly complete.

"'They kill us and so we must kill them first', so that is how the feeble mindset of the lowly and weak works. Prince Vegeta cannot be slain by them. They are no threat. They do not scare me, I need not act proactively to save my hide. Only a coward would kill out of fear. I am not signing those writs of war, hence your mistake of an existence has come to be. If you do dare to break and shatter like it looks like you will then I shall take your titles and honour from your broken body so pen never meets paper. … Run along and have a cry now for the clown Kakarot who said 'no' to the insignificant queen who cannot even give birth correctly."

Offence like this has never been dealt to her before. Even she, the Queen of all Saiyans, recoils at his sadistic onslaught as his words pile on top of every act today that has destroyed what she is. Prince Vegeta is not done yet. He holds out one hand and summons a large, pulsating white orb. The Queen turns to distance herself from what she suspects to be an attack and finds her son's form now blocking the doorway.

"What was it, 10 long years of fighting to take some red planet from Washu? How insignificant it all seems. My record with only 2 other Saiyans is a couple of days to take a planet. You won be sheer chance. Myself, I can create Blutz waves at will. Though, I do not need to lower myself to such a form that I doubt you can properly control – needless to say I can like my father the King."

With that he crushes beneath his boot her entire life's work and the hollow victory of conquest she gained. Complete mastery and dominance he holds above her. A pained exhale grates through her teeth. One hand covers her face whilst the other forms and impotent fist. Her tail protectively curls about her torso and chest. She is undergoing a hellish amount of pain. Never used tear ducts threaten the frayed string of pride she has remaining.

"I am Queen Vegeta! Before my life extinguishes again I shall have you bow to your Queen once I have claimed all of your power and more." One final roar of rebellion comes from her in desperation.

Prince Vegeta is satisfied. He smiles to himself and nods at this enraged and hurt woman.

"You are truly my mother, and a true Saiyan at heart. That resolve earns you some of my respect."

She hits him square in the nose. A second hit from her elbow follows through a second later. After another brief pause her leg catches him in the throat. At this point Prince Vegeta explains to her that he sees what she is doing yet her rank reek is preventing him from having a want to block her blows and engage in this acceptance of her. The Queen stops and remembers she is in a state where he cannot interact with her in a sparring match even if he wanted to.

Pain and hurt still reside within her however now she has some good come from today. Her merit and worth has been acknowledged by her son of Super Saiyan 3 calibre. She is no longer worthless as a Saiyan. His test for her she has passed and his sadism she has endured. With her proving herself to him and proving that she can keep the title of Vegeta she deduces that this must be his room for training and approaches the console to start her journey to reach his summit of power. A language barrier stops her. To err on the side of caution she asks her son what this machine is capable of and his answer of its upper limits of gravity and the lowest tier simulation being of Zarbon whom is partially responsible for her death stays her hand. Out of curiosity she asks what happened to Zarbon. In that her revenge has been fulfilled by her son. His news of defeating Zarbon when transformed brings a smile to her face and his mention of a film of that murder piques her interest.

Prince Vegeta does not know what he can do with his mother. Leaving her unsupervised is a recipe for disaster and her want to train is in great excess of his own as he recalls the dark days when he could not ascend to Super Saiyan. There are other women in his life as well. Her stench cloying up this sealed room is not preferable to him. Prince Vegeta warns her that this is a room manufactured by Washu and her threats towards the Queen are not in idle jest nor wise to ignore. Queen Vegeta cares not and accepts that challenge of the Tuffle who escaped her extermination. Energy signatures are sensed outside by Prince Vegeta and a few seconds later the Queen's ears twitch at the noise of movement. Knocking sounds on the door.

Opening it he reveals an exasperated Misaki half carrying and half coddling an impish Ryoko with an accomplished look of mischief on her face. Now with the door open Ryoko flies herself out of Misaki's arms and hovers near Prince Vegeta whilst keeping an eye on the female Saiyan. Misaki explains that Ryoko had to be escorted from Washu's lab after she assaulted and publicly shamed her mother. Amused chuckles come from Ryoko as she devilishly tells Vegeta that she gave Lady Seto a hard spanking for interrupting their special day. She flies lower and closer to Vegeta and starts curling her false tail about him and his own tail. Ryoko loudly growls out to Vegeta the word 'Wedding dress'. This is her promised and long awaited for date with Vegeta being spoilt by Jurai. Her tail slips between his and wraps about it possessively.

"Are you Prince Vegeta's current mated partner?" The Queen's eyes narrow and lock onto the coiled tails. Her child never answered her questions about who birthed her hybrid grandchild. The mystery grows as a sneer plays across Ryoko's face.

"Oh he certainly tried for that... I ain't anything to Trunks if that's what you're asking, yet. So long as Vegey behaves he'll be mine and I become wifey number two. Do I have esteemed mother's blessing?" Ryoko coos in response to this woman she knows nothing of except she tried to kill Kaia without hesitation.

Feline eyes narrow onto the estranged mother of the man she loves. Queen Vegeta keeps a watch of her and then surprisingly of all things the faintest hue of red starts seeping into her cheeks. Her eyes keep glancing at those locked tails. She shakes her head and Ryoko clicks her tongue.

" … I do not care for whatever culture you are referencing where either parental or royal consent is necessary though it is highly uncouth and vulgar your act of constantly and so boldly displaying the pact you two have pledged. If you are to mate then you only need to do that the once, not every time you meet." The youngest woman in the room, the feared Queen of a warrior race is uncomfortable with Ryoko's display of continued and incessant entwined tails.

"Wait … Nappa is a thick-skulled fool compared to myself and also the only adult Saiyan I had to learn from. Are you telling me that this tail wrapping she is doing actually means something to us Saiyans?"

Warnings are blaring in Prince Vegeta's head. Ryoko is oft to perform this behaviour and he responds likewise with his tail since it is one of the few avenues of physicality open to them currently. This pledge sounds awfully to him akin to a proposal. His sharp eyes look to the side and see Ryoko's eyes light up and glee birth on her face.

"It's an agreement to mate with each other and bond as mated partners. So your ignorance is also why Kakarot had no clue when this greatest boon was offered. You have made the pact now, you had better honour it until she faces a defeat or a dishonour. If you dishonour it your pride as a Prince will be in tatters as you shall be just as bad as that wretch Kakarot. Woman, what is your name, status and power level?" She dismissively explains basic Saiyan etiquette to her uneducated son and barks her question to this floating and brazen woman.

Giggles erupt from a pleasantly tickled Ryoko. All this time she has fretted and worried about her position with Vegeta and unbeknownst to them both they have been promising themselves to the other in more ways than a simple blood pact. Ayeka has no tail, nor accessory substitute, to use in this so only she can be pledged to be Vegeta's partner in this way. His tail is still about her own. He has not retracted it. She blows a kiss to her prince before turning to answer the question of herself.

"Ryoko's my name, as for rank I never got many promotions in the Planet Trade Organisation so fiancé to Prince Vegey is my highest accolade. When I landed here I was at like a high 300, 1 month of training got me up to a nifty 1,500 so if I want I can go higher quite easily but I don't especially like getting hit by big boy here. Now can all of you piss off somewhere so my Vegey here can take me shopping for a wedding dress. He's mine now, all completely, absolutely and fully mine, he promised me this and you said it yourself that he's gotta honour his pact to make sweet love to me."

Ryoko makes a shooing action with her hand specifically aimed at Misaki stood in the doorway. She shall use and abuse this knowledge of the pact for all that it is worth. She is the only woman who has done the closest thing to a proposal as Saiyan culture has, his tail is hers. Misaki frowns at this rude behaviour and is trying to not listen as best as she can to this base talk of mating and purely physical relationships that undermine her daughter's wants. The Queen of Jurai clears her throat and taps her foot looking at Ryoko. She is not going to budge until she hears an apology for assaulting her mother. Ryoko's false tail stays permanently wrapped about Vegeta as she lands and opens her arms wide in welcome to Misaki and quivers her lip at her with crocodile tears. Misaki is not impressed at this mocking.

Queen Vegeta now takes the time to observe this blue haired woman close to 2 feet taller than herself. Her tail swishes about restlessly stroking the training console behind her. This woman holds herself well. From her knowledge she knows that Lady Seto is about and though this woman bears some semblance to her she is not the Devil Princess, possibly another Juraian from what she can deduce.

"From your entrance of having grappled Ryoko I assume that you are a woman holding power greater than her pitiful 1,500. You can introduce yourself as you bow to your Queen." She locks eyes with the stranger and points to the floor.

"Ah, apologies for my rudeness then and for having to decline your bow … it would not be wise of me to act subservient in your presence with the end goal that we all want. You are correct in that my strength exceeds Ryoko's by several factors however I can say that I sit safely below your level." The hostility from Misaki drops as she addresses her fellow Queen with a smile. She nods her head to Queen Vegeta.

"Safely? You have a strange way with words to describe yourself as weaker and as being safe when showing disrespect to Vegeta, Queen of all Saiyans."

"Disrespect is not my intent, in spite of this I have responsibilities that dictate how I can act here and particularly in your presence. In terms of safety with your heroic son in my presence I am assured that no harm can befall me since I hold two additional similarities to yourself beyond my ability to fight: for one I also have a claim and proclivity to calling Prince Vegeta my son, and number two I hold the title of Queen, Misaki Masaki of the Juraian Empire. It is a pleasure to meet yourself."

"... Funaho's the alpha female of Jurai. Do not lie to me unless you want to test what Prince Vegeta can do when unable to touch me. Juraian politics has changed little in several hundred years, I am at war with them and I think I know who their royal family are since we used to decorate our palace gardens with their limbs." Queen Vegeta turns about and ignores this woman she does not believe to be introducing herself properly. For half of known Saiyan history the twin rulers of Jurai have not changed and she holds no reason to trust the words of a stranger.

"This is no lie. I wed Emperor Azusa a a little over 22 years ago at the behest of my mother. At that time I sadly believe you were indisposed and unable to learn of my marriage. I assure you that I am Queen Misaki Masaki of Jurai, if you doubt me then your son shall testify to my word."

"Then war it is."

The short female Saiyan turns back around to face this other Queen. Purple flares about her and she grins. This is one of the people wanting for her to sign a peace treaty. Her words speak for her stance. Ever mindful of her prodigal son, she raises a hand and tauntingly beckons for the Queen to come to her and challenge her. Misaki does indeed step inside the training room. The smile on Queen Vegeta's face is the first to falter however. Arms wrap around the smaller woman. Misaki welcomes her warmly into a tight hug and proclaims that she hopes they can be good friends. Queen Vegeta does not think she is being attacked despite the arms about her. She is confused. There is definite strength here. She is positive retaliation will be brutally punished.

Queen Vegeta has never been hugged before. She does not understand this foreign behaviour. Being pressed into this rival dignitary's bosom is not an act she anticipated. Words from her son haunt her about his strength putting him beyond Jurai's threat and some foolishness is debating within her mind if she should not attack to prove that she can be of that same level.

The door to the training room closes.