Brief description:

Bulma and her friends set out to explore the universe and land on a planet populated by dangerous great apes. Prince Vegeta - a feared man - has the newcomers imprisoned because he promises benefits from them - especially from Bulma, the scientist - that affect the utilization of the planet. What exactly is Vegeta's plan about? Why does he only let Bulma work with him? What is he hiding? And why does the scientist feel more and more secure on the alien planet when she should be tormented by homesickness?

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Chapter 1: The Beginning of a New Journey

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Title: Planet of the Apes (POTA)

Genre: Adventure, Romance, Science Fiction, Comedy (I do my best!)

Pairings: B / V, C / K, 18 / Ku

Rating: R

Spoiler: No

Disclaimer: Standard
Warnings: Japanese

A / N: My first major A / U! * confettiindieluftwerf * * sweatdrop *

Anyway ... This FF is mostly based on "Planet of the Apes". (The

Name was no trick in guessing)

As always, the dividing line (* ~ ^ ~ *) stands for change of place and / or time.

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"The countdown is on. Engines fired. Ready to leave the

Atmosphere in five, four, three, two, one ... Now. "The slightly tinny

warped voice of the on-board computer still sent on several sequences, so that

it echoed itself and made a more dramatic start.

The space capsule of stately size shot up in a flash, removed

got more and more and finally became a blinking point in the middle of the
countless stars.

"How long do you think she will be gone this time, Souichi?" Asked

Bunny her husband, the brilliant Professor Briefs and co-developer of the
launched spaceship.

"It's hard to predict ... but it will probably be longer for us

appear as it really is. "

* ~ ^ ~ *

"Speed ​​regulation takes place. 11 km / s, 9 km / s, 7 km / s. Switch to

Autopilot is on ... Now. "

"Finally!", Bulma uttered exhausted and let herself into the softly padded

Seat sink. It really wasn't easy as a pilot, but now
offered
give her a short break of 20 minutes until she takes the spaceship out of the

Solar system had to maneuver. The time she would have a small snack at

Strengthening fill. She also wanted to slip into something more comfortable than

Big space suit that she was wearing right now, which is pretty much going

prevented.

Bulma's trudging footsteps that her lined, beige-brown space boots

were created by the special linoleum design of the command bridge
swallowed, so that she went almost noiselessly - except for the

ear aching crunching squeaks that hit her thickly padded thighs

generated when she put one foot in front of the other and with it the spacesuit

rubbed himself. The blue-haired scientist managed to switch the noises on

to reduce to a minimum, but only because she was now walking bow-legged.

She hurriedly waddled out of the ultra-modern room down the hallway
her room, praying silently that she would not meet anyone. But unfortunately she was

Wish not fulfilled.

"What's going on, CAPTAIN? Did you eat something bad?" Kuririn, who is responsible for the

general maintenance and cleaning of the space capsule was responsible, could

barely suppressing a grin when he saw Bulma walk so strangely. In the

the young man's relatively small body stuck a disproportionately

great strength he built up during years of training and adventure travel like
this had appropriated. The arms in front of the with the typical red and yellow gi

clothed chest folded, he looked at his counterpart with amusement

flashing eyes. "Didn't I tell you right away that this elevator was completely

is inappropriate? "

Bulma's eyebrows drew together dangerously close and whoever looked closely, the

could see the tiny blood red sparks that her blue opals

sprayed. "Better get back to work, Master Proper!" She continued

the former monk alluding to his lack of hair and stomped

As gracefully as it was possible for her in her
located just a few meters further
Bedroom where they put their spacesuit against loose-fitting sweatpants and a

changed purple cotton top. "He can experience something!", She hissed softly in front of her
down. "Sometimes you just have to think BEFORE you open the door !!"

* Oh dear *, thought Kuririn meanwhile in the hallway. * Bulma must be really mad when
it starts with my bald head - my only weakness, in addition to my size -

... I'd better warn Chichi. *

* ~ ^ ~ *

The kitchen - as well as the rest of the entire spaceship - was up to date

technical status.

Chichi realized this again when she was desperate for a

conventional vegetable peeler was looking for. All those high tech bells and whistles

made her stomach queasy. What if the machines are a

Turned against her? How should they stand a chance against such killer robots

to have? Even if she mastered judo to some extent, that didn't mean

that they use the slightest
for runaway fighting machines
Opponent made!

Chichi eyed the electric vegetable peeler suspiciously, left half a

Plop in a dozen carrots and hit start. Completely silent

Did the device work and Chichi almost breathed a sigh of relief if she had
a hand out of the blue on her shoulder does not breathe

stolen.

"AHH!" It echoed through the sterile kitchen, piercing the pith and legs. With far

Opened eyes, Chichi whirled around, with knitted eyebrows stayed

she stands with her fists on her hips. "DO YOU HAVE A BANG ?!"

But Kuririn only heard her voice muffled. Whether because of his hands, the

covered his auricles, or because his ear canals were bleeding, was

uncertain.

"You almost gave me a heart attack! Is that any thanks for that,

that I let myself be persuaded to take this stupid trip just to give you the

To play cook, huh ?! "

"Nobody made you come with them ..."

Chichi's gaze wandered from fearful black eyes to angry blue ones.

Nobody would have thought at that moment that the three were in

people in the kitchen were actually best friends.

"Oh what ..." Chichi's anger dissipated as quickly as it had occurred.

The black-haired fighter was famous for her mood swings, came

but not even close to that of her friend Bulma. This threw a

Look at the Kuririn getting up before dealing with "I have

Hunger "turned back to Chichi." 10 minutes until we got the Oort cloud

and I have to get back on the bridge, "she added urgently.

* ~ ^ ~ *

A lonely figure braved the storm and rain. The wind sucked

on her black, unruly hair, but not as much as the

Fact that she had to be out there and not actually at her

rightful place. As it should have been, the line of succession, and yet it was

came differently. Freezer, the filthy bastard - even if Vegeta didn't

Had evidence, another possibility was ruled out for him - his
Father, the King, murdered underhandedly. The contract that surfaced shortly afterwards

about the dubious deal with Vegeta-sei had reinforced his opinion.

A Saiyan - and especially Vegeta Ou - would never be on the absurd

Thoughts have come to sell off your planet! Now the king was dead, and

even if most Saiyajins secretly use the hated Icejin for it

responsible, they had no chance against this

overpowering warrior and his men.

Vegeta Ouji now ruled his former kingdom on behalf of Freezer,

who spent most of the time on a tour of conquest across space.

Training was the only thing in Ouji's life that made him desperate
prevented. Nappa wasn't much of a challenge, but at least it was

Entertain Vegeta.

His life, his future, everything was in ruins, just like the huge crater

in front of him. The emptiness, the harshness of what was left, the strength despite setbacks
to face fate.

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A / N: So that was the first chapter of my new series. If you like it

I would appreciate a few comments.

MS