AN: The Second Tournament of Power is only days away! I think it's time to check on another Universe to see how they're training is going.
"Come on! I know you can do better than that!"
Caulifla snickered as she looked at her weak opponent. "If you want to make it to the finals, you're going to have to put out a lot more power."
Cabba panted as he looked at the Saiyan warrior in front of him. Ever since the news of a Second Tournament came about. The three Saiyans have been training nonstop. Each had their own reasons for being excited. Caulifla wanted the chance to challenge Goku once again. Kale, like always, only wishes to fight at her sister's side. Cabba desperately wanted to show his master how much he had improved by making it to the second round of the Tournament.
The young woman in front of him had transformed into a Super Saiyan Three, a level that Cabba could only dream of reaching in his current state. Ever since the initial Tournament of Power, the gap between him and his friends continues to grow wider. While he wasn't one to give up easily, this fight would definitely be more than he bargained for.
"Try again." the blonde haired Saiyan gestured for Cabba to come at her once again.
Taking a deep breath, the warrior let out a mighty war cry, powering up as high as he could in that moment. He takes a look at his opponent and locks onto his target.
Kale sat on the sidelines, sipping on a cold beverage as she watched her sister beat the young man into a pulp.
"Maybe you should be a little nicer, Caulifla." Her sister called out. Looking at Cabba, she could tell that the last blow really did a number on him. While he was a strong warrior. Caulifla often forgets that she's in a league of her own.
"I'll be nicer once this weakling learns how to dodge!"
The young woman stood up from her seat, looking at Cabba and giving him a smile. "Tag me in!"
A bright flash of light interrupted their little brawl, effectively separating Caulifla and Kale. As the light disappeared, the young Saiyan's were taken aback. In front of them was the Attendant and Destroyer of the Sixth Universe. Immediately Cabba and Kale were on their knees, bowing before the powerful Deities.
"Good afternoon, all!" Vados waved happily to the trio. "It looks like you're getting some much needed training in."
"Yeah, and if you don't mind we'd like to get back to it!"
"Caulifla!" Cabba and Kale glared at the attitude-filled Saiyan.
"We are only here as a vehicle." Champa rolled his eyes. He wasn't happy when his brother came to him with this favor.
"Lord Champa!" Vados called from the front of the castle. "You have visitors!"
Visitors? The Destroyer raised a brow. Who in the hell would be stupid enough to come to my planet? Champa began to think of all the people that could be here. Was it possible the Grand Minister was here? Or even the Omni Kings? The Sixth's Destroyer quickly got out of his comfortable chair, rushing towards the front of the palace.
From the moment he saw his purple skinned twin, Lord Champa scoffed. "This is what you interrupted my important business for?"
"Look at that! You actually got out of bed for something!" Lord Beerus chuckled.
"I know you didn't come all this way just to insult me!"
"That's where you're wrong." The skinnier cat laughed. "I came here for two reasons, and now that the first one is out of the way. I also came to cash in the favor you owe me."
Champa's brow raised angrily. "What in the hell are you talking about?"
"You see, dear brother." Beerus chuckled. "When my Universe won the Tournament of Power, the winner granted every Universe their lives back. I figured that since I was able to bring you back, you could do this small thing for me."
"NO WAY!" Lord Champa crossed his arms. "I'm not raising a finger for someone as entitled as you!"
"Come on you lazy couch potato!" Lord Beerus slammed his fist on top of his brother's head. "If it weren't for my Universe, you wouldn't be standing here! You'd never see a dessert again!"
Lord Champa rolled his eyes. As much as he hated his twin brother, the Deity knew he was right. Looking at the Saiyan behind Lord Beerus, Champa nodded to him. "What exactly do you want me to do, Saiyan?"
"I'm merely asking you to take me to the Saiyan Planet Sadala. I made a promise to one of your teammates during our first Tournament, and I intend to keep it."
"Trust me, we don't want to be here." Lord Champa rolled his eyes, looking away from the three young Saiyans. "We just came to drop off Vegeta for his little playdate."
"It's not a playdate!" The oldest Saiyan glared at the Destroyer of the Sixth. "I just came here to fulfill my promise."
Cabba was unable to contain his excitement at seeing his Master on his home planet. It seemed like years had passed since their first initial encounter. Vegeta taught the young man how to transform into a Super Saiyan. Although it didn't save their Universe in the Tournament of Power, who knows how long they would've lasted without it.
"At any rate…" Vados interrupted their bickering. "We will be back at the end of the day to take him back home. We hope you have a great time, but we must be on our way." The Attendant waves her staff, quickly disappearing along with Lord Champa. This left the older Saiyan with the three younglings.
"So, are you just as strong as Goku?" Caulifla asked curiously as she stood up, stretching.
"I'm stronger than Kakarot." The Prince snickered. "It sounds like someone's looking to lose a sparring match."
"In your dreams, old man!" The young woman glared at Vegeta. "Bring it on!"
After several hours of training, all three of the Universe Six Saiyan's were completely worn out. Vegeta of the Seventh depleted them of every bit of their energy. Kale, Caulifla, and Cabba could barely stand after the beating they endured. Vegeta was in a completely different league compared to the younger Saiyans. As he watched the teens brush the dirt from their outfits, the Prince chuckled. "Do you think any of you stand a chance of making it to the second round?"
"Just you wait!" Caulifla snickered. "We're going to make it for sure!"
Cabba smiled at her cockiness. It was likely she would make it, but the rest of the Saiyan's probably didn't stand a chance. Looking at Vegeta, the young Saiyan smiled. "Are you ready to see the Palace?"
The older Saiyan nodded, his lips turned into a grin. "It's been a long time since I've been on the home planet of our race."
"What exactly happened to your planet?" Caulifla asked curiously.
"The man named Frieza happened." Rolling his eyes, Vegeta sighed. "You have a being in your Universe just like him, Frost."
"That guy gives me the creeps." Kale shivered.
Nodding, the older Saiyan continued. "Anyway, Frieza ruled over several of the planets in my Universe, including Planet Vegeta-
"Wait, you named a planet after yourself? That's a little self-centered don't you think?" Caulifla interrupted.
Vegeta sighed. "I was only five years old when the planet blew up, so it wouldn't have been me that came up with the name. Our original planet, Sadala, went through a long period of war and we ended up conquering another planet to call home. Planet Vegeta was a prospering world until Frieza came and enslaved us to do his bidding."
"After some time of our people working for him, Kakarot's father got wind of a plan that Frieza was going to destroy the Planet. Although he warned people, no one believed him. My father sent me off-planet with a group of other Saiyan's a few days before the destruction of our world. That was how I was able to survive. Kakarot was sent off the planet as well. He was sent to Earth."
Caulifla's eyes were wide as she listened to the older Saiyan's tale. The upbringing of their planets was completely different. It could explain the gap in their powers. "Is that how you and Goku got so strong?"
Vegeta chuckled before shrugging. "I'm not really sure. It's completely possible. Every time a Saiyan is beaten, we come back stronger once we've healed. I've battled a lot of people in my day and lost. The three of you are still young fighters, you have a lot of room to lose. Just remember it may hurt your pride, you'll always come out on top in the end!"
"Hell yeah! Come on Kale, let's go home and train!" Grabbing her younger sister's arm, Caulifla drug her away from the two male Saiyans.
Cabba smiled at his teacher, leading him out of the small forest they were training in. After about five minutes of walking, the duo reached the outer limits of the city. A few small houses were scattered across the countryside. The farms outside seemed to be prospering. Looking at Vegeta, the younger Saiyan grinned. "I'm so glad you got the opportunity to visit Planet Sadala."
"I am as well." the Prince smiled. "It's been a long time since I've been around other Saiyans."
"Does it feel strange being here?"
"A little." Vegeta admitted. "A lot of it looks like what I remember of my home planet. It's bringing up a lot of emotions that I wasn't aware I had."
Nodding, Cabba decides to walk the rest of the way in silence. This allowed Vegeta to take everything in, forcing him to feel the emotions he'd been repressing for so long. The Prince never realized how much he missed his home planet until he was standing on its twin. As the duo came closer to the Palace, the older Saiyan noticed the passersby staring at him. His sensitive hearing attempted to pick up on what they were saying, but it sounded like everyone thought they were seeing a ghost.
"Cabba…" Vegeta spoke quietly. "It seems like everyone here recognizes me, but they're afraid of me. What in the world is going on?"
"I'm not really sure…" The younger Saiyan admitted. Cabba had never seen the people of Sadala act in this manner. They were all whispering amongst themselves, while keeping their distance from Vegeta and Cabba. "As far as I know, the King only had one son, and he is much younger than you."
"Hmmm.." The Prince began to contemplate the different possibilities. He watched as several citizens pointed at him before running inside a shop. Other than the strange behavior of the people, Sadala reminded Vegeta of his home planet to a tee.
"Don't let their strange behavior bring you down. We're almost to the Palace!" The younger Saiyan attempted to keep his master's spirits up. Even though he couldn't explain how everyone was acting, he was bound and determined to get to the bottom of it. As the two reach the gates to the castle, Cabba notices a couple of guards standing outside.
Immediately their faces turned stark white upon seeing the widow-peaked Saiyan.
Here we go again. The Prince sighed. They probably won't even let us in, just run and hide like the rest of the people I've encountered today. Looking at Cabba next to him, Vegeta gave him a look of disappointment.
"Good afternoon gentlemen." Cabba stated politely to the guards. "We would like to enter the Castle."
"State your business.." The one of the left asked shakily, not taking his eyes off Vegeta.
"We wish to see the Castle. My friend here is a Saiyan from Universe Seven." Cabba smiled proudly. "His Universe saved everyone from annihilation, and in return I told him I would show him our home Planet."
Both guards weren't sure what to say. Looking at each other, they whisper to themselves for a few moments.
"Alright, we shall let you pass. However, we must know more about this 'Visitor'." Leek glanced at the Prince.
Vegeta walked to stand in front of the two guards. His head held high, he begins to speak. "My name is Vegeta of Planet Earth. While I am a Saiyan, my home planet was destroyed when I was just a young boy. After meeting Cabba at the Tournament, we made a pact that I would come and visit his Saiyan home. It's been forty years since I've touched ground on my home planet. I hope you'll grant me access to your castle."
The way the Prince spoke, reminded the guards of their own King Sadala. His aura was emanating power and authority. Leek and Onio nod to the Saiyan from Universe Seven. Turning back towards the gates, the two men open them, kneeling before Vegeta as the two cross into the property.
"That was weird…" Cabba whispered, unaware that his teacher heard him.
"It's possible I remind them of someone." Vegeta mentioned.
"What do you mean?"
"I've noticed it's only the older Saiyan's that are wary of my presence. It makes me wonder if the me from this timeline passed on at an early age." As the Prince opened the doors to the castle, several of the maids that were cleaning stopped to see who was entering. The first look at Vegeta and Cabba confused them.
"Excuse me." the younger Saiyan mentioned politely. "We're hoping to see his Majesty. Do you happen to know where he is?"
"Who are you?" One of them asked as Leek and Onio follow behind them.
"They're visitors." Leek nods to the woman. "Please let us know where the King is."
"I believe he's in his office. He's been spending a lot of time there lately."
The two guards nod, walking in front of Vegeta and Cabba. "Please follow us, we'll lead you there." Onio gestures for the two Saiyans to follow them. However, the Prince already knew his way. Even though the man from Universe Seven had never stepped foot in this castle, Vegeta knew exactly where that cramped office was. Everything else was exactly like his old home, it stood to reason that the layout of the Palace was as well.
It didn't take long for the group to reach the large door to the King's office. Leek was the first there, knocking. "King Sadala, sir I have two visitors here to see you."
"I'm busy!" The man yelled angrily from the other side of the door. "Leave me be!"
"Sir… It's Cabba from the Tournament of Power. He's brought a Saiyan from the Universe that saved everyone! He wished to see the Palace and even you, sire."
"I SAID I'M BUSY!"
"LISTEN HERE, GRUMPY ASS!" Vegeta stomped towards the door, shoving the two guards out of his way. This utterly silenced everyone on his side of the door. "I've just about had it. I came all this way, I deserve a little bit of your time!" Gripping the door handle, the Prince swung the door open.
Although the Saiyan of Universe Seven thought he was prepared for this moment, he was completely mistaken. In front of him, was an exact replica of his father. His hair gray and his wrinkles deepened from his long life, King Sadala looked as though he hadn't slept in forty years. Vegeta's heart nearly burst, tears escaped his eyes without his permission as he looked at the man in front of him.
"It can't be…" The King put his left hand over his mouth, tears welling up in his eyes as well.
Vegeta kneeled in front of the old man, his head bowing down so no one could see his tears. "Sir, my name is Prince Vegeta. I am a Saiyan from Universe Seven."
Standing from his seat, King Sadala walked to stand in front of the kneeling Saiyan. "Tell me, is there a Planet Sadala in your Universe as well?"
"At one time." A sad smile took over Vegeta's features. "I was only five years old when an evil emperor destroyed our entire planet. Only a handful of Saiyans survived the explosion from being off-planet at the time. I was one of the lucky ones." The Prince felt a large hand touch his right shoulder and squeeze. The tears began to flow harder as Vegeta felt the man shaking above him.
The King was choking back tears as he began to speak. "My son, Sadala was four years old when an evil tyrant came and tried to eliminate our people. He deemed us as a threat because of our strength. The threat was easily dealt with. However, my oldest son was one of the casualties. I never thought I would see him again. Seeing you here today, is like I have my Sadala back."
Vegeta looked up, seeing the King coming unraveled. "If he was anything like me, I know that he died fighting to the very end. Saiyan's are a proud people, and we don't go down without a fight, especially when combat is in our blood." The Prince quickly stood, opening his arms to the older man. King Sadala embraced Vegeta tightly, patting his back.
"I would love to know about your travels… Do you have time to stay?" The King asked curiously.
Cabba stood behind everyone, eyes wide as he watched the events unfold in front of him. He didn't know his King was harboring such a terrible weight like this around. Taking the blame for your son's death is not an easy pill to swallow. However, it seemed that getting to see Vegeta has lifted a lot of that burden off of his shoulders.
"Whaddya say, kid?" Vegeta looked behind him, a smile on his face. "Think we can stick around for a while?"
"Of course!" Cabba beamed, excited to hear about the Prince's adventures as well. "We'll stay here until you can't stay any longer."
"Wonderful!" Sadala roared as the group left his office, heading towards the kitchen. "We'll have a feast, and talk over dinner!"
"That sounds great!" Vegeta's stomach growled at the mention of food, causing everyone in the room to chuckle.