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Summary: A Vegeta and Bulma get together on Namek. Vegeta is injured after battling Zarbon for the first time and Bulma manages to find him there lying near a lake. Will she kill Vegeta for the sake of her dead friends that he was responsible for? R&R!

Chapter one

It was a nice day… or not. There was not anything special about the day. In fact, the day started violently. So dramatic, that even the strongest animals on the green planet Namek fled from the powerful force that almost made everyone escape to find hidden shelter, only to be disappointed again and die. Sure, not every creature died, but there were a lot of them who lost count of the hidden spirits of Namek, wandered and begged to go to the afterlife. But how could they go to the afterlife, when they knew that they had to look after their babies? Even though they may be just spirits, but even spirits could not defeat the Power of Love, for they were bound together as one and never would be split apart.

The sky was not calm either; numerous white birds flew to an opposite direction of where the lights came from. The wind blew heavily from the lighted area with full force to the opposite direction. The area that had been lightened up began to turn into a lighter color as thunder struck to every direction. The day was not one of those average days for people to say lighten up because light could be dangerous, scary… and even evil.

The scariest part was when the ground was shaking uncontrollably. It did not stop, in fact; it began to worsen things up. Things like wastes. Things like a rare fighting race called the Saiyans. Every Saiyan had dark hair and eyes. It did not matter what color, it just had to be dark, mostly like their souls. There were kindhearted Saiyans, but only a few were allowed to live such pure life. A small amount of Saiyans, mostly weaker class, were sent to different planets and nobody knew the whereabouts of those survivors. Survivors like…

Kakarot, a handsome young man thought bitterly as he was getting strangled by a green beast. The pressure on his neck forced blood spatter from his mouth. His strong, yet weakened hands, tried to fight back the source of the strangling arms. He should not have went to the green maniac to end up almost begging for mercy and brought to his knees to a strong, yet an ugly beastly form of the creature. His eyes turned red and his color darkened. He needed air, and he needed it now.

He was the prince of all Saiyans. The prince had dark hair and eyes like everyone expected from a true Saiyan. He proudly had gravity defying hair that almost every royalty had in his youthful days on his planet. Vegeta was his name and he had not a normal childhood, even as a Saiyan, his past was mysterious.

Kakarot… If I kill this beast and Frieza, I will kill you next. Vegeta gagged. Although he was used to extreme tortures such as this, yet he always survived. So why was he scared of this moment, of all the tortures, even though he knew he can survive this again? No, he was not strong enough for it. There were no healing tanks that he could reach… It looked like the world was passing by slowly for him. He knew that he would land into Hell, with his enemies whom he blasted away in his past. He snickered. It was quite funny to think about death all of a sudden now for him, he knew that everyone would die sooner or later. Unless…

He stopped breathing and coughed a lot of blood. Visions of the future got to him. He saw his own fate. Was this torture of God? Was this what he deserved? He was not sure if God was doing this to him, but he was certain that this was what he deserved, or what people say. He was cursed a lot of times in his life, even more than he cursed people, which meant a lot of negative energy targeted on him. But there was something wrong. The visions he saw was not a death by Zarbon, it was by someone else. Someone he never met before. Maybe he should not believe the crap that he was seeing. Obviously someone was trying to pull a joke on him and it was not working. The form that killed Vegeta in his visions was not familiar. The form was pale. Maybe it was someone who he would meet in the future? But, I'm going to get the Dragon Balls, right? I won't die! Vegeta would die, unless… Unless I get all the Dragon Balls before Frieza does.

The vision still bothered him. Seeing his other self lying next to a standing Saiyan that looked almost exactly like Bardock, frightened him. Who was it that killed him? When would he die? Only time knew Vegeta's fate…

The battle on Earth a few weeks ago traumatized Vegeta. Even though he was the strongest, the thought of losing to some bunch of Earth raised low-class Saiyan, his son the half-breed, and two Earthlings made him lose his mind. One person was enough to tell him that he was outnumbered and out of energy, but even that was not acceptable. A Saiyan prince must never feel defeated, even though he would lose from tremendously strong aliens like Frieza. Vegeta knew, thanks to Zarbon, that Frieza had different forms and that the form he knew was not his true form. It was a camouflage. Knowing it was a dangerous and risky decision, he wanted to know what Frieza's true power was. If he could not defeat and seek vengeance for his people, then he was not worth living, even as a molecule; he repeated to himself.

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