— Raditz (Start of Z) —
*BOOM*
His entire pod shook for a few moments from the impact of his arrival.
He cracked open his eyes and began to move his groggy body out of the space pod. As the door opened, he looked at the landscape around him.
So this was Earth, the planet his mother and father had sent his little brother to.
It didn't seem like much in Raditz's eyes. He noticed flying creatures moving through the air and little critters crawling around in the ground.
It definitely wouldn't be much if weak creatures like these could survive on the planet. Yet, this planet wasn't devoid of life.
This means that either Kakarot is dead or that he chose not to wipe out the planet.
But the latter shouldn't be possible. After all, newborn Saiyan conditioning demands that the Saiyan child knows exactly what they are meant to do when coming to a new planet.
Yet, life was still frolicking about.
Raditz looked up at the sky and closed his eyes a moment later.
Two energies around the same level, both in different locations.
Raditz took off his scouter, turned it off, and threw it in his space pod before he took off toward the closer of the two.
— Vegeta (Start of Z) —
"Vegeta, it's a ship!"
"It is." I frowned, looking at the old model of a ship that had landed in one of this desolate planet's many craters.
"You think anyone's inside?" Nappa asked with a big smile.
"We can sense energy, Nappa." I facepalmed. "There's clearly more than a few people inside."
They didn't seem too strong, honestly Nappa could take most of them at the same time, and I could wipe them out with ease.
And if there wasn't a Saiyan or two on board, then I was definitely going to eviscerate them out for shits and giggles.
We looked down at the ship and started floating toward it. Upon reaching it, I gave the door three knocks.
I crossed my arms and waited as I felt the energies within the ship shift around. They were all gathered together. I caught a red light in the corner of my eye and blinked at it. They were watching us through a camera…
"If there are Saiyans inside, I demand you show yourselves, that is an order from Vegeta, the Prince of all Saiyans!"
"Vegeta!"
"...Not now, Nappa."
"Aw, but Vegeta…"
"We can talk about it later, Nappa."
"Aw."
The door to the ship opened and standing in front of me was a giant ugly orange guy with long brown hair.
"It is an honor to meet you, Prince Vegeta." The man dropped to one knee and bowed.
"Is there a Saiyan on board?" I asked, just about ready to blast this ship into oblivion.
"There is, our leader is a Saiyan."
"Bring me to him." I ordered and the man stood up and led the way.
"My name is-"
"I couldn't care less." I cut him off and he promptly shut the fuck up.
"Vegeta, you hit him with a critical!" Nappa giggled like an idiot.
Within half a minute we made our way to a door and the orange man knocked and opened the door.
As we entered, I saw a group of aliens bowing with a familiar man in the middle of them. I had to blink at the man because for a moment I had mistaken him for Goku or Bardock, but then I remembered there was one Saiyan that had looked like Goku and appeared in a movie.
"It's an honor to see you again in good health, Prince Vegeta. I doubt you would remember a low class Saiyan warrior like me, my name is-"
"Turles." I cut him off, and his eyes widened minutely before he lowered his head again.
"Forgive me for underestimating your memory, my Prince."
"Mmph." I shrugged and let my eyes scan across his group. Like Turles, they were all weak, but they could be useful if trained properly. There were the two purple aliens, the guy with short hair who could honestly pass for a Saiyan, a lobster looking man, and the orange guy that brought us here.
"I remember you!" Nappa pointed at Turles with a happy glint in his eyes. "From Saiyan University!"
"Thank you, Professor Nappa."
"Please…let's not do this right now." I rubbed my temples.
"Vegeta, he has the fruit!" Nappa grinned and I was about to tell the idiot off before I remembered the plot of the movie Turles was in.
I did recall a Turles having a fruit, one he tried to plant on Earth for the sake of power, and the fruit ended up sucking the planet's life force.
Or something like that.
"Yes, Professor Nappa is correct-"
"That's Grand Vizier Nappa to you, Turtle." Nappa wagged his finger.
"It's Turles...Grand Vizier Nappa is correct. I worked hard and graduated at the top of my class, and because of that, King Vegeta III gave me seeds of the Tree of Might to plant as I see fit and bolster the strength of the Saiyan army."
"I see." I said, falling into thought. That made…a lot of sense. "So you were off the planet, trying to plant the tree when our planet was destroyed?"
"Yes, my Prince."
I nodded at that. The guy worked hard and earned a privilege that low class warriors typically don't earn, and it allowed him to live through the extinction of the Saiyan race. Credit where credit was due.
"I see. And what have you been doing the last two decades?" I narrowed my eyes and watched as a bead of sweat fell down Turles' forehead.
"Planting the tree of might on whatever planet's we come across and harvesting the fruit."
"Then you should have a decent stockpile, shouldn't you?"
"..."
"What's the silence for? You do have fruit, don't you?"
"Well, the thing is…it's been a while since we've found any…fertile planets to grow the fruit on, so while we do have some fruit, they aren't as ripe as we would hope."
I clenched my fists at that. "You've been wandering the cosmos without a leash for decades, and you tell me you don't have anything to show for it?!" My aura exploded off of me like a storm, and I nearly sent the bowing aliens flying.
"Please, Prince Vegeta, we'll do better in the future, give us another chance!" The orange man bowed his head lower, and the others mimicked his actions. I took a few deep breaths and calmed myself down. My aura reeled in and I closed my eyes.
"Show me the fruit you have."
"Of course!" Turles shot up to his feet and hurriedly grabbed a basket containing some very large ugly-looking fruit.
He brought the basket in front of me and I looked within it with indifference. There were more than I expected, but as Turles had said, they didn't look quite right.
"Have you eaten any of them yet?" I asked him curiously.
"I had one, but the effects of it weren't good. An unripe fruit is no different from poison and while it does apply a minor boost to power, it's not something worth the risk." Turles explained and my eyes narrowed at that.
If he poisoned himself, then I doubt it was even the fruit that gave him the boost, it was most likely just a zenkai boost from nearly fucking dying.
"I assume you have already harvested the seeds?"
"Yes, my Prince."
"Good, then destroy these fruits, they are of no use to us."
Turles blinked at my command for a moment before putting the basket on the ground and firing a small ki blast at it, completely eviscerating it.
I gave a nod for a job well done and caught a seat in the corner of my eye. I walked toward it and sat down.
"Send one of your goons to retrieve our space pods and then we're heading out."
"Heading out where?" Turles raised an eyebrow.
"A planet called Earth, Nappa and I have some business to attend to there."
"Do you believe it's fertile enough to grow the fruit?" The short-haired man perked up.
"It is," I nodded. "But we will not do such a crude thing to that planet. We're going there for…business purposes and will not harm the planet in any way."
""Yes, Prince Vegeta!"" They all answered. Good, I didn't want to kill any of them because they decided to attack Earth or some shit like that.
I already had to take care of one idiot; I'd sooner kill myself than have to deal with another.
Nappa and I waited patiently as Turles' team—or, I guess, my team now—grabbed our space pods and hooked them to the ship.
"How long will it take to get to Earth from here?" I asked, throwing my leg over the other and leaning back in the captain's chair.
"A little under a year, Prince." One of the little purple aliens answered.
"Tch," I growled. "Well, what the fuck are you waiting for, an invitation? Let's go!"
The ship took to the stars, and I couldn't be more angry.
It took me a whole year to see Earth…Honestly, I was happy that I would see it soon but upset that I wouldn't see it soon enough.
"Hey, Vegeta!"
"Hey, Vegeta!"
"Hey, Vegeta!"
"What the fuck do you want, Nappa?!"
"We're in space!"
I stared at him, in sheer shock from his gained stupidity.
"God…dammit, Nappa."
— Chapter End —
Author's Note: I actually like the idea of Saiyan University, especially since it seems there were quite a lot of Low Class Saiyans that lacked the strength to be meaningful when it came to fighting.
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