So, it's me again :)! I made a little mistake there, sorry! I accidentally marked the whole text and that's why it didn't all fit in *! But now it's right! Have fun :)




Vegeta's past


Hi folks, this is my first FF, so don't be so strict :)! It's about Vegeta's past and how I could imagine it! Have fun! (Let yourself be so impressed by the length, once you have started reading, it doesn't take that long ^^)




It was a freezing cold morning. King Vegeta excitedly made his way through the long corridors of the Saiyan Palace. There was sweat on his forehead and he was breathing hard. There seemed to be no end to these long corridors, it seemed to him. He got faster and faster until he finally ran. Finally he arrived at a door. With an excited tingling sensation in his stomach, he knocked carefully on the door, which opened shortly afterwards.In front of it stood a slightly smaller, older woman with white, long hair and many lines on her face. "Is it time?" asked King Vegeta, out of breath. “Yes, your Majesty, you can now see her!” The little woman stepped back and let the king in. He looked around the room. On the other side was a large four-poster bed in which a young woman was lying. With quick steps King Vegeta walked over to the four-poster bed and slowly pulled the curtain aside. The young woman looked up at the king and smiled. She had long, black hair and kind, jet black eyes. King Vegeta could see the sweat sticking to her forehead and she was breathing hard, but she seemed happy. "It's a boy!" she said, beaming with joy, and raised a baby wrapped in sheets to King Vegeta. With tears in his eyes, he took the baby in his arms and looked at it with pride. "I'll name him after you darling, after the king of the Saiyans!" said the young woman proudly."Yes, the little one should be called Vegeta like his father." The king gently stroked little Vegeta's forehead and smiled. Vegeta looked at his father with big eyes and beamed. But then there was a groan from the young woman. "Verdura, are you all right?" asked the king anxiously. "Yeah, don't worry, I'm just a little weak." said the young woman named Verdura slowly. "I will alert the royal personal physician immediately!" said King Vegeta and gave the little one back into his mother's hands. "That's ... not necessary, I'm ... fine." But the king stormed out of the bedroom, ran through the corridors and finally stopped in front of a small door. "Doctor? Doctor Liu!" King Vegeta called and pounded on the door. This opened shortly afterwards and out came a fat, round man with a bald head and a black mustache. "What is it, Your Majesty?" he asked the king. "Come quickly to Queen Verdura's chamber.She is in great pain! "Gasped King Vegeta, out of breath." Your Majesty is not well? I'll be right there! "He dived back into his room, came out a few seconds later with a first aid kit and stormed down the hallways to Verdura's bedroom. King Vegeta followed him. But before the doctor opened the bedroom door, he turned around again and looked at the king worried. "What is it?" he asked restlessly. "Well, I think it best if you wait outside, you understand ..." "Good. "The doctor closed the door behind him and King Vegeta was walking excitedly up and down in front of the bedroom. Why did it take so long? What happened in there. Suddenly he saw the doctor step out of the room pale as a sheet and rush past King Vegeta. Shortly afterwards he came back with a couple of medical assistants. "What is the matter with my wife, Doctor Liu?" Asked the king. "Well ... the queen is in a delicate condition at the moment. The little heir to the throne messed up the queen's colon when he was born.It is now hanging completely wrong in your body. "Said the doctor and looked sadly at the floor." WHAT? That can't be true. And what does that mean now? "Asked King Vegeta and grabbed the doctor by the shoulders angrily." If ... if we can no longer bring the intestines into the correct position, then ... the queen will probably not survive! " continued the doctor quietly, "Oh no! Come on, pure with them and God mercy on them if you let them die! "Shouted King Vegeta at the doctors." We will do our best! "Said the doctor, and with these words went back into the bedroom.


King Vegeta had no rest. He'd been waiting for over an hour now. If only he knew how Verdura was doing now. The wait was driving him crazy. And then, at last, the doctor came out and walked towards the king. "So what is it now?" asked King Vegeta, dismayed. The doctor didn't answer. He looked out the window and was silent. “Go ahead and talk!” “I'm ... sorry. We tried everything, but the whole colon was ripped open.The queen had held up bravely, but in the end she bled to death inside! "The doctor walked slowly down the corridor and finally disappeared. King Vegeta stood rigid in front of the bedroom door and looked after the doctor. He couldn't believe what he had just heard. No, that had to be a mistake. Why Verdura of all people? That just couldn't be right. With lame steps he entered the queen's bedroom. A few medical assistants were still gathered around her bed, but then stepped aside when they saw the king. "Verdura? "King Vegeta slowly stepped closer to the four-poster bed and sat on the edge of the bed. There she lay, her long, silky hair stuck to her face with sweat, motionless and fragile with a slight smile on her lips. Quietly she lay in the four-poster bed, as if she was sleeping, but that was deceptive. "Why? Why you of all people? "The king's tears ran down his cheeks and he brushed the black hair from her face.Then he leaned over her and kissed her on the forehead. "I'll take good care of our son, believe me Verdura! He'll be a good son, on my honor." With that, he got up and looked around at little Vegeta. "Where is my son?" he asked the nurses briskly. With trembling hands they pointed to a corner where there was a little bed. King Vegeta walked up to the bed and saw little Vegeta lying there, he was sleeping very calmly and sucking his thumb. The king smiled. He looked very much like him, only the silky, black hair he had from his mother. "You will be a great warrior, Vegeta! You will honor your parents, you will be a real Saiyan prince!"




Vegeta woke up from a terrible dream. A figure had appeared in it, a terrible figure. She had a long tail and a muscular body. That figure would have destroyed his home planet and killed his father.Fortunately, it was just a dream. He looked out the window. It was still dark, but a little dawn could already be seen. Today was a big day for Vegeta. Today was his fourth birthday, which meant that he was allowed to help subjugate a planet for the first time. He had waited for this all his life. Vegeta was way too excited to sleep. So he got up, put on his battle suit, and left his room. It was only five in the morning, but Vegeta knew that his father had long been awake. He probably had to negotiate with Freezer again. The thought of Freezer gave Vegeta goose bumps. He hated Freezers, he suppressed all the Saiyajins, he enslaved all of his people. It started shortly after his mother died. Freezer threatened to destroy the planet Vegeta unless the Saiyajins served him. They didn't have a choice.


Vegeta walked into the dining room and sat on a chair.Immediately the cooks stormed out of the kitchens and brought Vegeta his breakfast. Bored, he bit down from his food without feeling really hungry. He would much rather stop by his father now, but if Freezer was there it would be too risky. Vegeta knew very well that Freezer was after him. It did not escape him that Vegeta was already stronger than his father and that is why he always wanted to get to know him, but Vegeta gave up. With such a loudmouth he felt sick. Freezer only wanted Vegeta to come into his service, but his father would never allow that, no, never and as long as he was there, Vegeta had nothing to fear.


Vegeta left the rest of his breakfast and stomped out into the throne room. But then he heard the voice he hated so much, the voice of Freezer. I should have known! ´ Vegeta thought doggedly and hid behind a column to listen. "What do you expect, Master Freezer?You can't expect miracles from us! "" I don't ask for that either, but a single planet in five days? That is pathetic. Try a little harder, or the planet Vegeta will atone for it. "Vegeta clenched his fists. Freezer had addressed his father, the king, with" you ". For someone else on her planet that would have been the death penalty, but with Freezer you couldn't dream of that. He turned around and went, but then he stopped again. "Oh yes, when will you finally introduce me to your son Vegeta? I would like to get to know the boy! “You will soon enough,” replied the king scornfully. Freezer gave a cool smile and left the palace.


Vegeta felt bad. He walked slowly towards the throne on which his father was sitting. "Oh, tomorrow Vegeta! Are you ready for your big day?" said his father happily when he saw him coming. But Vegeta knew it was just for show.In reality, his father was very badly off. "Yeah ... sure. Will you introduce me to Freezer?" Vegeta asked slowly. "I wish I could spare you it, but I can't put it off forever!" "I see. That's fine, and if he gets stupid, I'll give him a whack!" Vegeta said slowly in the direction of the king. "For God's sake, you let me stay that way. If you just make one wrong move on Freezer, you're a dead Saiyan!" said Vegeta's father worried. “All right, all right!” Vegeta waved his hand away. "Come with me, I will introduce you to your companions, with whom you will fly to the planet Javier today." As far as I am, personally I would prefer to go alone, but if I have to ... "Vegeta said bored. King Vegeta smiled briefly and then called: "Garza! Bring the crew here for the subjugation of the planet Javier today! ""