O.k. folks, this story is my newest project. It plays right after GT and is finally not about a wimp Vegeta.




1. The mission for the Saiyans


Vegeta woke up drenched in sweat. That nightmare again. He's haunted him since his loss to Kakarott. Back when he came to earth to conquer it. He wanted to avenge Raditz, yes, to find the Dragonballs and kill this traitor and weakling of a Saiyajin. But he had lost, and that haunted his dreams to this day. His dream was always the same. He, Vegeta, was lying on the ground, Kakarott standing over him. He laughed and kicked Vegeta. He looked demonic, dangerous. Vegeta tried to free himself in his dream, but that was of no use. Then what he feared most appeared: his father. He said words worse than the pain of Kakarott's kicks. "You are weak Vegeta, you are not worthy of being a Saiyan. But this one."He went to Kakarott and hugged him." Neeeeeeeeeiiiiiiiiinnnnnnn! "Bulma startled. She was lying next to him because they were sleeping in a bed:" Vegeta, damn it, what's going on? "-" Nothing that interests you. "With that he got out of bed. He went to his closet and pulled on a battle suit." Vegeta, what are you up to? Do you want to exercise? "Vegeta grumbled a yes and left the bedroom. He went down the stairs and went into the kitchen. There he had a beer. Then he sat down at the kitchen table and thought. The clock showed two. Vegeta's thoughts circled. He thought to his father. Would he be proud of him? Vegeta was extremely strong, certainly the second strongest in the universe after- Kakarott! That annoyed him. No matter what he did, Kakarott was always stronger than him. Always. Right now that he had the dragon balls His power had been unimaginably enormous when Shenlong left this world.Vegeta would never reach Kakarott's level. Vegeta crushed the beer bottle in his hand. The thought hurt, but it was the truth. The shards of the beer bottle popped out of his fist. Blood dripped. Then he heard a noise at the front door. Vegeta listened. Voices. He recognized one of them, it was his daughter. The other? Somehow she looked familiar to him. Well he would see. He crept to the front door. "Thank you for the nice evening. See you again." The door closed and Bra's acquaintance left. (guess which best friend of Trunks would have never seen the light of day again if Vegeta had caught him * g *) Bra turned around and stared into the extremely angry face of Vegeta. "Pop", she exclaimed, "are you still up?" She backed away, but was already standing against the wall. Now she smiled pained. "Can you tell me (Vegeta's voice was still pretty calm) why you, (now it got louder) RETURN HOME AT TWO AT NIGHT?" The first veins appeared on Vegeta's head.Bulma came down the stairs, followed closely by Trunks. They had woken up from the noise. "Mom, Trunks, are you still awake? Well, I think I should go to sleep," she said with a pained smile. She ran up the stairs and disappeared into her room. Vegeta didn't say anything. He was silent, clenched his teeth and ran in the direction of the gravitational space. He switched to 700x gravity and let his anger run free. He reached the SSJ-3 level. The shock waves hit the wall, his screams were intercepted by the walls. He continued to concentrate, his energy rising. The SSJ-4 level wasn't far away. He screamed again. He did not make it. He had not reached the SSJ-4 level on his own. He fainted. Vegeta knew the feeling. His training was tough, and it happened a lot. But this impotence was different. Vegeta was dreaming. Otherwise he saw nothing when he passed out. Vegeta was standing in space. Around him planets, stars, suns.He looked around. Where am I? the proud Saiyan wondered. “You're in nowhere, Vegeta!” A voice answered him. He didn't know her, but her sound was brutal and harsh. "Who is speaking?" - "I am the voice of your ancestors, Vegeta. I am the Saiyajins." "And what do you want from me?" - "Lead you to the right path." - "Oh." Vegeta's voice was challenging. Let the voice say what it wanted. He was the prince of the Saiyans. "Your thoughts give you away, Vegeta." - "Stop poking around in my head." Vegeta was loaded again. "What do you want from me?" - "Your help." Now Vegeta was surprised. "And where?" - "You are the only true Saiyajin, Vegeta. This Kakarott or Son-Goku is not a real Saiyajin. He is too weak. However, you are the last two Saiyajins still alive." - "Yes, the rest was killed. "-" I know. I've been following what is happening in the universe for quite a while. It is time for the Saiyajins to rise again."-" Oh and how? "-" Well, I thought you had an answer. "Vegeta thought about it. Then a light dawned on him." Yes, exactly Vegeta. "That voice had already looked into his head again." With the dragon balls. "-" But there are no more dragon balls here. And the Namekians would never give me theirs. "-" That's right, Vegeta. However, there is still a chance. First let me tell you a little story: (Pictures of Namek and several spaceships appeared) Back when the planet Namek was hit by a terrible environmental disaster, many Namekians sent their children away. They were sent to other planets in spaceships. "" So you mean there's a Namek somewhere in the galaxy who created Dragon Balls? "Vegeta was interested." Exactly. "-" And where in the galaxy? " "I do not know that. "Vegeta fell to the ground." Aha, somewhere on those million stars are Dragon Balls. And I'm supposed to search them all. I prefer to keep training there."" But Vegeta, you could go down in history as the greatest Saiyan ever. The savior of our people. Your father would be proud of you. "Now Vegeta's voice had found its sore spot. His pride." Vegeta, you know I'm right. Now the universe is ripe for us Saiyans. Nobody could stop us. And you could become king after your father. "" All right, I'll make a pact with you. I will find the dragon balls. But you have no advice for me where to look? "-" No. I can only advise you: use your connections. Freezer is dead, but his organization has grown. I have to go now. Farewell, Vegeta, to whom your mission succeeds. For the future of the Saiyans! "The voice fell silent, the stars around Vegeta disappeared and he woke up.




2. Preparations


He was in his bed. Somebody must have brought him up here. He got up, put on a shirt and pants, and went into the kitchen.Bulma and Trunks sat there. They both had breakfast. "Tomorrow Vegeta, finally awake?" Bulma was happy again, Trunks nodded to him. Vegeta sat down and scooped up food. Trunks said goodbye after a while. Now there were only Bulma and Vegeta left. Vegeta asked, "Bulma?" Yes, Vegeta? "-" Do you still have a spaceship? "-" Yes, do you need one? "-" Is it ready to fly? "- "Clear. Even has a gravity room and a stereo. "- "Excellent. It's ready to go tonight, okay? "" Uh, yes, but where are you going? "-" You are not interested in that. The main thing is that I can fly with it. "Then Vegeta got up, leaving a perplexed Bulma behind. He went outside, flew in the air and set course for the sacred Quince Tower. After a while he could see it. He flew higher and finally reached the top. He landed in front of the frightened one Yajirobi and the cat, Master Quince. "Hey you tan bags! I need magic beans, but dalli! "-" And what for?"asked the cat." You don't need to know that, flea bag! "-" But if you don't tell me, I won't give it to you. "Yajirobi winced. It looked a lot like a fight." Watch out, mouse eater, give it to me or I'll blow up the tower! "He created an energy ball in his left hand. Yajirobi ran to the beans, filled a bag and came back." Here they are, "he said with trembling knees." Thank you very much, "Vegeta thanked him, and let the energy ball disappear and flew away. He flew up to God's palace. He sat down gently. Piccolo came out of the palace with Dende and Popo. "What do you want, Vegeta? "asked Piccolo." Information. "- "And what kind of? "-" You are both Namekians, aren't you? "-" That's right, "replied Dende." Then you may know something about Namekians outside of Namek. "- "Why do you want to know that? ", Piccolo asked suspiciously." Do you know what or not? "-" Even if we knew something, we definitely wouldn't tell you!"Vegeta clenched a fist. Then he jumped from the palace and flew towards the Capsule Corparation. Piccolo and Dende watched him go." What is he up to? ", Popo asked." I don't know, "answered Piccolo," Dende? "- "I have no idea. But if he's interested in Namekians, then we have a serious problem. "




Bulma was checking the drive when Vegeta arrived. The spaceship was in the garden of the CC. "And? How far are you?" - "It will be ready tonight. But tell me where you want to go?" - "I've already told you: you don't need to care!" Then Vegeta went inside House. He climbed the stairs, got a bag, packed various combat suits. Then he went to Bulma's laboratory with the bag. Bulma was still with the spaceship. That could only please Vegeta. He went to a drawer and grinned and took out the dragon radar. Talking about searching planets, he thought, I'll have the Dragon Balls in a matter of days. Then he went to a closet.It was locked, but nothing could defy Vegeta's resounding arguments. He melted the lock with an AI beam and opened the closet. He packed the contents into a suitcase. Just in case, he thought. Then he left the laboratory. He spent the rest of the day exercising. Now it was evening. Vegeta came down the stairs freshly showered. He carried his bag and the suitcase with the mysterious contents. Then he went to the spaceship. Bulma was waiting there. But not only them: Trunks and Bra were there too. "Dad, where are you going?" Asked Bra, still slightly intimidated by the experience with her father at two in the night. "Exactly," asked Trunks, "where are you going?" - "You don't need to know." - "Then at least tell us how long you're gone?" - "I don't know." Vegeta got in the