Disclaimer: Dragon Ball, Dragon Ball Z, GT and Super, and all characters belong to Toei Animation, Fuji Tv, Shueisha, and Akira Toriyama.

Hello and welcome to an AU fanfiction where Freeza didn't carry out his plan to destroy planet Vegeta and the Saiyans. It's an alternative universe where the Saiyans still work under Freeza. With a new King leading them, will the Saiyans rise to be the supreme race in the universe? Or will they continue to loyally serve Freeza? Whatever might happen, with Saiyans and Freeza working together, dark times await the universe and all the creatures that unfortunately cross their paths.

Before you start reading, I apologize in advance for my lack of proper grammar and spelling. I hope everyone's doing fine and is safe out there in these troublesome times. Anyway, that's it for now. Until next chapter, bye!

In the dark and endless space, a planet was under attack. Flickering lights shone across the purple gem caused by large explosions. Whoever tried to escape met their demise as an armada of ships surrounded the beautiful planet. Floating above the fleet and planet was a large spaceship. The gleaming lights reflected against the big, round window on the ship. Standing near the window was a short man who thoroughly observed the gem. By shifting his muscular arms, the crimson cape swayed a bit. The cape was attached to a black armor with golden shoulder pads. Underneath the armor, a royal blue tight suit covered his entire body. His black orbs remained locked on the planet even after someone spoke to him.

"Your majesty! We just received a report from our leading forces... The remaining rebels yielded and seek mercy."

As he closed his eyes, he scoffed. "Hmph, get rid of them." Having said that, he turned around and moved away from the window. "Tell the squad leaders to kill all rebels on sight." His black, flame-like hair waved as he walked up the stairs.

The tan-skinned woman nodded and informed the troops while he approached an enormous desk. His eyes shifted to the hologram and trailed to an orange dot. He lifted his hand and touched the insignificant dot, only for it to grow. While he stared at a planet surrounded by a disc, he crossed his arms. He wanted to know the current status, but the man never had time to ask because his attention shifted elsewhere.

A huge, muscular man walked inside once the doors slid open. "What's the situation? Don't tell me those low-level clowns haven't finished yet? Talk about pathetic!" He stroked his mustache as he released a chuckle. "Let me go down there, Vegeta. I'll only need an hour to force those bastards to give up!" The man punched his left palm, eager to have some fun.

He stared at the bald warrior for two seconds before averting his eyes away. "There's no need for you to head down there, Nappa. Our forces are dealing with the remaining rebels as we speak. It shouldn't take more than half an hour until this mess is over." His ears picked up the disappointing sigh from the towering Nappa, but he didn't care.

The flame-haired Saiyan set his concentration on a different matter. "Any reports regarding the current status on planet Kabocha?" A young, fragile-looking man instantly reacted to his voice.

Nervous, the scar-faced man handed over the tablet to his lord. "Y-Yes, sir! Commander Raditz and his squad eradicated the entire population in just one day! Several cities got destroyed, however, that shouldn't cause any trouble for our buyers, sir!" The short-haired informant bowed after he finished talking.

While Nappa snickered at the man's fragile figure and lack of courage, it pleased Vegeta. "Good." After he read all the important things he needed to know, the Saiyan gave back the tablet to the little man. "Was there anything else? If we're done, I will retire to my chambers." The red cape swayed behind him as he slowly advanced to the doors.

Just as he was about to walk out of the bridge, a loud, panicking voice forced him to halt. "My lord, I just received a distress call! It's from planet Zoon! From what I could gather, the negotiations broke down and they took the young prince hostage!" A throbbing vein appeared on his forehead while he closed his hand tightly.

"Useless little..." He closed his eyes and tried to calm himself. Just when he wanted to take a rest from everything, this had to happen. "Tch! Set the course for planet Zoon! Tell the remaining forces to stay here until further notice!" Annoyed, he returned and sat on a throne while the scout nodded.

The older warrior could easily tell in what kind of mood the Saiyan was at the moment. Knowing him better than almost anyone, Nappa remained quiet. There was something he needed to tell him, but that could wait. He would take the consequences if needed to.

#

"Gah!"

A soft groan escaped from his mouth because of the punch that hit him. He dropped on his right knee and held the abdomen while he tried to catch some air. It hurt, but the small man slowly lifted his head. Blood dripped from the chin on the cold floor as he stared at the aliens in front of his quivering eyes. Sweat slid down his neck as he tried to get up. However, the alien on the left side suddenly kicked him in the face.

"Ahh!"

The slim-looking man slammed with his back on the ground and cried loudly. Struggling, he shifted from the current position. "W-Why are you doing this? C-Can't you see this is pointless? You will only bring demise upon yourself by continuing..." The young prince couldn't finish his sentence because a heavy boot slammed on his back and pinned him down.

"Shut up, you weakling!" Another painful groan came from the small man as the weird creature with a large head kicked him. "You dare threaten us!? Haha, fool! As if we'll ever submit ourselves to you, Saiyans!" The flame-haired prince gasped for air after the alien removed the boot from his back.

"Heh, you stupid monkeys got over your heads! Acting as if you're the strongest race in the damn universe! Just look at you! A little monkey prince, weaker than our most pitiful warriors!"

While the aliens laughed, the Saiyan prince closed his hands strongly and tried to cope with the pain. He was a fool. His advisors tried to tell him a diplomatic approach was useless with these people, but he didn't listen. He just wanted to be of some use to his older brother and the empire. Unlike his brother, he was weak and lacked the drive for battle. But that wasn't the only thing he missed. He was too soft.

A sharp pain surged through his entire body. He could barely turn his head to the side. Once he did, his eyes were wide open at the sight. The aliens held his brown tail in their hands and squeezed hard. It was too much and he couldn't even let out a voice. All the little energy that he had vanished. He lied immobilized on the cold floor and could only think of what would happen next.

His mind drifted into a dark void. He was nothing but a burden. Not only to his brother, but to their entire race and empire. Maybe it would be better if he met his end here. If he died right here and now, his brother wouldn't have any weaknesses. A lone tear fell down his bruised cheek.

The young prince couldn't even hear the laughs anymore. His conscience slipped away. Realizing the Saiyan wasn't producing any sounds, the aliens halted. "Hm, I guess that's enough... I never thought there'd be a Saiyan this pathetic. He didn't even try to fight." They chained him against the wall and walked out of the cell.

"True. At least his guards tried to put up a fight. They were far more interesting than this little thing."

As they waited for their friend to lock the dark cell, one of them gazed to the ceiling. "Hey. Is it just me or something's going on upstairs? Look, why are there..." Suddenly, their eyes were wide open when the ceiling collapsed. The rocks buried them, but that wasn't nearly enough to kill them. "What the hell!? Why did the ceiling fall on us!?" They blew away the rocks and immediately flew to the first floor.

The moment they set foot on the floor, a strong wind blew into their faces. Their bodies trembled when they noticed destroyed walls and corpses on the floor. A large explosion forced them to glance to the left side. Their second strongest warrior landed near them. They stared at a lifeless companion until they heard someone laughing.

A giant emerged from the smoke, cracking his fingers while arrogantly smirking at them. "Who's next? That was a decent warm-up, but now I'm ready for a real fight!" The man walked over the corpses of his fallen brethren without blinking an eye.

Cold sweat dripped from their chins as they stared at the colossal Saiyan. Consumed by fear, one of them shrieked. "Y-You damn ape! Just fire at him!" Following their friend, the others ignited their hands and launched a full-scale bombardment.

The ki blasts struck the approaching target. Loud and strong explosions caused tremors and smoke to rise. They continued to barrage the bald Saiyan with their energy attacks, but it was in vain. The man walked through all of that and just punched the first man closest to him. While it stunned them, he elbowed the second and kicked the third. Only one guy remained, which caused the warrior to grin.

"N-No! I won't die at the hand of a dirty monkey!"

Nappa blinked in confusion. He thought the man would engage in close combat, but to his massive disappointment, the alien tried to run away. The old Saiyan released a sigh. He closed his left hand tightly, causing pulsating veins to appear over his muscular arm. Before the coward could escape, he raised his glowing hand and detonated an explosion.

The warrior dusted off his armor and turned around. "Eh, what a letdown. Just how could they allow a bunch of weaklings to beat them? Disgraceful!" Nappa glared at the lifeless bodies of his fellow Saiyans with disappointment in his black spheres.

However, he quickly snapped out of it when an image of the young prince flashed before his eyes. "Oh, right! He should be down here!" Nappa rushed to the hole and jumped down. Upon landing, the entire place shook. "I hope he's still alive..." With a simple motion of his right hand, he blew away the boulders.

Once the rocks were out of the way, Nappa saw the only closed prison cell. With a fast pacing, he approached the cell and immediately tore the door from the foundation. His dark orbs quivered when he saw the state of the slim prince.

"Tarble!" In just three steps he was already near the unconscious Saiyan. He clenched his teeth out of pure fury as he stared at the injured prince. "Those bastards! I should've torn their limbs first to make them suffer!" A growl escaped from his throat as he lifted the younger man. He broke the chains with ease and caused the wall to crumble by kicking it.

While Nappa carried the prince to the spaceship, the King of Saiyans was in the middle of a battle. Heavy blows rang over the dark sky as they soared. While he fought the strongest warrior this planet could offer, the smirk never disappeared from his face. After he blocked the punch, he drew the warrior closer so he can bury his knee into the man's gut. The painful moan brought nothing but immense satisfaction. He pushed his knee deeper, knowing too well that made the ugly alien uncomfortable. However, he pulled back as he noticed an incoming punch from the left.

He crossed his arms as he allowed the warrior to recover. "Is this all you can offer, Pui Pui? Hmph, I'm rather disappointed in you." His serious voice and remark reached the man who scowled. "When I heard Freeza wanted to make this rock as part of his force, I was interested. There were some rumors of strong warriors from planet Zoon, but I guess those were nothing but lies." Vegeta spat while he monitored Pui Pui.

Pui Pui's fists trembled with rage as he glared at the Saiyan. "Grr! Silence!" He screamed as he violently swung with his right hand. "I'll kill you, Vegeta! I don't know how you're not crushed by the gravity, but that doesn't matter! I'm Zoon's most powerful warrior and you'll feel my wrath!" Surrounded by the radiant aura, Pui Pui dashed at the Saiyan.

Vegeta frowned and shifted to the side. "Delusional fool. I'll show you the power you'll never be able to reach." His cape oscillated on the wind while his opponent closed the distance.

"Die!"

The flame-haired warrior was about to duck the punch, but Pui Pui noticed that. Acting fast, Pui Pui fired a ki blast at Vegeta. A grin appeared on the man's face when the Saiyan kicked away the blast. Just how he wanted. Pui Pui took his chance and struck Vegeta's face with a strong knee. Seeing how his attack sent his enemy flying, Pui Pui released a laugh and followed. He appeared above the Saiyan and repeatedly punched the man as they continued to fall. Before they reached the ground, Pui Pui retracted his arm and delivered a powerful kick.

His laughter echoed over the wasteland when the Saiyan crashed on the ground. "Muahaha! There you have it, Vegeta! No one's stronger than me, Pui Pui! Freeza!? I'll kill that bastard too and rule the entire universe! Everyone will know my name..." Pui Pui's exclamation ended when Vegeta suddenly materialized to his right side and kicked him in the skull.

Pui Pui's eyes almost popped out. "G-Gah!" He didn't feel good. His stomach twisted and he wanted to throw up. However, he never got a chance because Vegeta used him as a punching bag. He could feel all the attacks and the intense force behind them. For a moment, the Saiyan stopped. He wondered why, but the warm sensation against his chest made him realize what was Vegeta up to.

The ki blast carried Pui Pui to the ground. A turbulent explosion erupted once the blast collided with the ground. While the smoke slowly disappeared, the Saiyan king landed. The serious-looking warrior walked toward Pui Pui, who was under the rocks. Vegeta narrowed his eyes when he saw little rocks fall from the rubble. Despite the boulders being blown away, the Saiyan continued moving.

One of the two Pui Pui's spikes on the back broke and the man was in severe pain. "V-Vegetaaa!" He screamed the Saiyan's name with pure hate. "I-I'm not g-gonna d-die!" With barely an eye left open, he ran toward the flame-haired warrior.

He had enough. "This farce is over!" With the next step, he vanished.

The Zoon's strongest and bravest warrior forced to a halt when Vegeta closed the distance so quickly. Sweat collided with the purple blood and slid down his cheek as he stared with eyes wide open. The yellow light crept through his fingers as the Saiyan accumulated the needed energy. There was nothing he could do but curse the man's name as the heat from the blast turned him to nothing but dust.

Once there was nothing left from his opponent, Vegeta released an annoyed growl. "Tch! I wasted my time for nothing!" His tail swayed behind the back as he turned away, angry. "Without these weaklings, there's no profit on this mudball. Maybe as a station, but I highly doubt it and who'd want to buy this useless rock!?" He blasted into the sky and flew back to the ship, in a terrible mood.

#

The noise of the machine silently rang inside the room. While the young prince floated in the healing chamber, Nappa observed the Saiyan's wounded frame. He frowned at the recent memory of him finding him. His fist trembled out of rage. He wanted to kill someone, but he knew better. The giant warrior took a deep breath and held it for five seconds. After he exhaled, it somewhat calmed him down.

He knew this wouldn't happen if the young prince was stronger and willing to train under proper warrior. He wanted to teach and spar with him just how he did with Vegeta. Just how many times did he ask the slim Saiyan to train under him but got rejected? He lost the count, but that didn't matter now. As a loyal warrior of the royal family, he would make the young prince agree by force this time! It was a mockery to Vegeta and their entire race to have such a soft- and weak-hearted prince.

The older warrior snapped out of his thoughts when his ears picked up a noise from behind. As he turned around, he saw Vegeta walk inside with a ripped cape and holes across the blue suit. He remained silent and watched the current king throw away the gloves.

While he was taking off his tattered armor, Vegeta snapped at the reptilian doctor. "What's his condition!? How long until he's healed!?" After he removed the tight suit, the Saiyan walked into a shower.

The orange-haired reptilian quickly approached the shower room. "I hate to say this, but prince Tarble received quite a beating, my lord..." Sweat slid down his scaly face as the sound of the water stopped. "Um, however! Thanks to the incredible Saiyan genes, he'll recover in four hours!" He moved out of the way as the doors opened.

Drops fell on the gray tiles as he approached the table with new attire. Before he put his armor on, Nappa tossed him a towel so he could wipe himself. While he did that, he knew something was bothering the old warrior.

"Spit it out, Nappa. I know there's something on your mind."

A small smirk crept on his wrinkled face, but only for a moment. "Vegeta, I request to be Tarble's training partner. Those mid-class weaklings though him nothing! He needs a firm hand, someone who's not afraid to kick his ass!" Nappa's voice was loud enough for the doctor to hear him and wonder how could he speak so openly with the king.

Vegeta didn't respond at all. The Saiyan just listened to Nappa's ramblings. "It's a disgrace and that's the truth! Your father thought by sending him to that planet as a two-year-old was the only way to toughen him up and I agreed... But he returned in an even worse shape! If he remains like this, he'll only be a..." The old warrior bit the flesh inside the mouth and remained quiet.

After he adjusted the gloves properly, the king picked up the golden necklace from the table and put it through his head. "Hmph, do as you wish. As long as he doesn't get in my way anymore and grows up, then all is fine." He glanced at his loyal warrior, who weakly nodded.

He stirred his black orbs to the doctor, who flinched. "Relay this message to him... I want him in my quarters as soon as he's out of the tank, am I clear?" His intense glare caused the lizard to gulp apprehensively. "Good. Anything else?" The flame-haired king looked at Nappa. "If there's nothing else, I'll..."

Nappa scratched the head, nervous about what might come. "Well, you were supposed to report back to Freeza but since we had to deal with all this I..." A heavy blow launched the massive Saiyan to the other side of the room.

"You imbecile!" His powerful roar frightened the doctor, who fell on the floor. "I'm surrounded by morons and weaklings!" He snatched the red scouter from the floor and marched out of the room.

#

Every single soldier moved out of his way as he walked through the brightly illuminated hallway. He mumbled something under his breath as he hurried to the meeting; he was already late. The short Saiyan cursed the bald man's name as he passed around the corner. As if he wanted to be mocked by Freeza and his minions. Despite him being stronger than most of them, he couldn't do a thing to them because of Freeza. Not only that, but it would only show how he lacked patience and discipline. As a king, he couldn't allow that. He clenched his teeth and tried to control himself. However, when he saw a tall, green-haired warrior in front of Freeza's private chambers, he frowned.

The handsome warrior smirked when his golden eyes noticed the Saiyan. "Oh, my! If it isn't the king of monk... Ahm, excuse me, the king of Saiyans." He raised a hand and covered his mouth as he released a chuckle. "You're late, Vegeta. I'm sure you're aware Lord Freeza isn't fond of such treatment. What could make you this late, hmm?"

A throbbing vein emerged on his forehead as the taller male leaned closer. "None of your business, Zarbon... Now, get out of my face and let me have an audience with Freeza." He glared at the warrior who got too close to him for his liking.

He obliged and moved two steps back. "Hm, of course." Zarbon tilted his head slightly to the right and forced his tied hair to fall from the shoulder pad. "However, watch your manners. That's Lord Freeza to you or have forgotten after you were crowned as a king?" When he saw Vegeta look away, Zarbon smirked and approached the doors.

A minute before Zarbon brought Vegeta inside, a figure even smaller than the Saiyan king floated in the air. He held a glass in his right hand while his left was behind the back. The creature rotated the glass and caused the wine to produce ripples. His tail swayed behind the back as he stared at the creature on the large screen.

"I still find hard to believe you're relying on that restricted form. Don't tell me you haven't learned how to control your true form? My little brother, that is disappointing. I will gladly teach you how to do it..."

He tried his best to ignore the arrogant smug and chuckle. "Worry not. Just because you're able to stay in your true form means nothing. After all, I'm still the superior, brother." The two-horned creature opened his cold, red eyes and smirked. "Besides your pointless attempt to rile me up, is there anything else you want?" He took a sip of the wine while he waited for a reply.

"Those were never my intentions, little brother. You wrongly assumed my statement... Anyhow, I just wanted to hear from you since you haven't answered our father's call. He and even I, are looking forward to our reunion. How many years has it been, nineteen?"

He lowered the hand and corrected the purple creature. "Twenty. It has been twenty years since our clan gathered in one place... Tell father I will accept his invitation." A warm smile appeared on his pinkish face as he closed his eyes.

There was a short pause. "Hm, of course. I look forward to our reunion, Freeza." The screen turned black once the connection was cut.

A loud noise echoed across the room. "Damn you, Cooler! You dare to mock me!?" He lifted his tail from the floor and revealed a hole on the floor. "Fool, you think I'm not aware of what you are doing!?" The leader of the illustrious Freeza Force paused when he heard the doors open.

"Lord Freeza, Vegeta has arrived."

The short creature slowly descended and turned his gaze to the Saiyan. "Zarbon, where are your manners. That's King Vegeta IV, don't forget that." His loyal guard immediately bowed and apologized.

Vegeta didn't bother with it at all. Instead, he knelled and lowered his head. "Lord Freeza, I apologize for my lateness. Some urgent matters required my presence." His golden necklace dangled above the black armor as he tried to apologize.

Now that made the pink creature curious. "Oh? Could you elaborate on that for a minute? I'm curious to hear what could hold you back from meeting me at an established hour." He rotated the glass and took a sip.

The flame-haired warrior knew him long enough to decipher his mood. "Naturally, my lord! After we dealt with the rebel forces on the planet Banna and received a report that Kabocha was conquered, I obtained an urgent transmission from planet Zoon." There was nothing he could do but tell the truth. "My younger brother Tarble, who is in charge of diplomacy, was taken hostage and I flew there to deal with it." He went silent and wondered what would Freeza's response be.

"By dealing with it, I'm free to assume you killed all of them, right?"

His tail shifted around the waist for a moment until he stopped it. "Yes. They left me no other choice but to engage them in battle. If I may..." He paused and glanced at Freeza, who gestured him to continue. "The rumors of them being strong and capable warriors was false. Their second strongest fell after fighting Nappa, and their most powerful warrior was nothing but a joke. They were unfit to serve under you, my lord." Vegeta hoped that would gain him some favor.

Freeza narrowed his eyes and observed the Saiyan for a moment. "Hm, is that so? Well, I suppose I shall take your word, Vegeta." The tone of his voice was menacing enough for Vegeta to acknowledge it. "Hmph, brothers... Nothing but a bother and a heavy burden, wouldn't you say so?" He turned around after the warrior weakly nodded.

He slowly walked toward the desk in the middle of a room and moved his hand above it. "Vegeta, please come here... I have something that might interest you." Freeza lowered his right hand and put the glass on the edge of the desk.

After he rose from the floor and approached the desk, a hologram came to life. "As you can see, this is the entire, beautiful pink territory is under my Freeza Force." Vegeta nodded, but he already knew that. The Saiyan could feel something was amiss. "However, right over there, to the right side, that's my brother's part of the galaxy." His orbs shifted to the yellow part of the hologram.

"My dear brother thinks I'm blind and unaware of what he is trying to do, but he's wrong... If you would take a look here, he is dangerously moving closer to the border established by my father."

Vegeta followed the trajectory of Cooler's newest conquest. As his dark orbs drifted along the line, Freeza continued to talk. "And, if by any chance he continues moving in the same pattern... Would you like to guess what planet is right on the border?" His eyes were wide open when he saw a shining blue dot and its name.

Sweat slid down his cheek as he uttered the name. "Planet Vegeta..." It took him a second to regain his composure. "But wait! You think he would dare breach the treaty and attack planet Vegeta?" Vegeta closed his hand tightly as he frowned.

Freeza amusingly glanced at a disturbed Vegeta and smirked. "I would not put it past my brother. He is only two planets away from yours and I would pay extra attention to it." He picked up the glass and moved away from the desk. "His call earlier wasn't for nothing. He is trying to test me and see if there are any weaknesses." His voice changed, filled with malice as he stared through the window.

The last thing he needed was to deal with Freeza's brother. It was one nuisance after another. He released a faint growl as he thought about the purple lizard. His brain already formed ideas and precautions against Cooler's possible invasion. He needed to grow stronger. Of course, he never stopped doing so but with this threat looming, it was his responsibility to breach his current limitations. He just needed to change his current type of training. However, it was easier said than done. His work out regime was already on a level different from any Saiyan. Just what did he need to do? And last but also important thing, his followers needed to grow stronger as well.

However, his thoughts came to an abrupt end when he heard Freeza's voice. "My dear Vegeta. Can I confidently put my trust in you and your strong warriors?" He wanted to throw up when he heard that, but Vegeta immediately dropped on his knee. "Excellent! I always knew I could count on you." The Saiyan king didn't respond at all. His only thoughts were how to prevent a possible disaster.

End of Chapter 01!