Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Control ❯ Her Arrival ( Chapter 1 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Hey guys! This is Control. I am very proud to post it. I don’t know why I named the story Control though. I can never think of names when I need to. Well to the story. It is rated X for later chapters and my usage of very colorful language. Hope you like it! Review please!

Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ or anything related to it. However I do own characters I have made and the plot.


CHAPTER 1: Her Arrival
A pod landed one hundred twenty-six miles away from West city. The impact jolting the sleeping woman inside awake. The pod lit up and a computerized woman’s voice came on.

“You have arrived on Earth.”

“I figured that. Open the god damn hatch!” she ordered with an accent that sounded a mix between British and German. The door opened immediately. The woman climbed out blocking the bright sun with her hand. She was wearing Saiyan armor much like Vegeta’s, but instead of being white, blue, and yellow hers was black, red, and white. She had ankle length ebony hair, and violet eyes. People who have met her say she looks like a panther with her cat like features, cold unemotional eyes, and her ability to move gracefully very fast. Her tail was also ebony colored and was tightly wound around her waist.

She turned on her scouter noticing six big power levels. The pod was talking again.

“Princess the scouter is out of date it will do you no good.” the woman voice spoke.

“So are you. Now shut up!” the princess blasted her pod frustrated. She took the little contraption off her face and crushed it into dust. “Brother stayed on this weakling planet?” she smirked. “Well lets go see him.” The Saiyan princess flew off toward West city.

Unsuspecting of the new threat, Capsule Corp was having a reunion party. All the Z fighters were there plus Dende, and Mr. Satan. Trunks and Goten were playing cops and robbers, everyone else was mingling and drinking punch having a good time. Goku looked worriedly at the sky he had felt a huge power level, but it disappeared quickly. Vegeta didn’t notice it at all which was very odd.

The princess looked down at the scene below her. Weakling earthlings were eating and laughing, naive. She spotted her brothers black flame hair easily. She floated down to the ground silently. They turned to quick for most to see, but for her it was too slow. A blue haired woman inched behind Vegeta. She chuckled at their fear.

“Look at what has become of the mighty Saiyan Prince!” she smirked her callous violet eyes never leaving her brother’s face. “You don’t remember me?” her mocked sadness.

“Who are you?” Goku was brave enough to ask.

“Shut up Kakarot!” Vegeta finally spoke. “Caslite! I’m surprised your still alive.” she eyes narrowed and a feral growl erupted from her scowling face.

“As am I. Frieza didn’t kill you then?” anger crossed Vegeta’s face. “Oh so he did, but your still here. One of many planets in the south galaxy has taught me how to read people’s memories. Oh brother don’t look so surprised.”

“What?” the blue haired woman spoke up. “You just called him brother. That means your related?” she looked at Vegeta expecting an answer. He gave her none.

“You never told them? I’m insulted! Let me elaborate for you since my brother so graciously neglected to tell you. I am Princess Caslite daughter of King Vegeta and twin sister of Prince Vegeta.”

“You have a twin and you never told me? Vegeta that is very important information!”

“Woman shut up! This is not the time! My sister is every bit as evil as kid Buu!” Bulma pulled back and crept slowly toward the others. “What are you doing here Caslite?”

“Well if you must know I heard about all the bad things happening here and thought it might be fun to pay my brother a visit.” her frosty smile sent chills down their backs.

“You are not welcome here. Leave before I get mad!” she threw back her head and howled with laughter. Trunks and Goten whimpered burying their faces deeper into their mothers’ shirts. Vegeta flicked his gaze toward them then looked back at his sister.

“Brother I promise not to hurt your family or anyone else on this weak planet.” Caslite sounded sincere, but you can’t trust a hardened Saiyan warrior. “Vegeta you are my only living family. You can keep me on 24/7 lock down. I only look for a place to stay.” it was tricky trying to use her manipulation on her brother. He was very strong when it came to mental games, but she was stronger.

“Veggie just let her stay she is your flesh and blood. Plus you are more powerful remember?” Bulma said.

“Bulma do you remember why I died the first time? I let my brother Raditz trick me into thinking that he would never hurt his own brother.” Goku said sternly.

“Oh ya huh.” Vegeta was struggling to make up his mind. If he allowed her to stay and she hurt someone it was on his head, and if he told her to leave and she got mad he knew she would retaliate and hurt his loved ones.

“Are you having a hard time brother?” Caslite eyed her brother icily.

“Caslite shut up! You hurt one thing on this planet and I will behead you myself. You will not leave this house unless accompanied by one of us Saiyans. Oh Ya and sister? You are not allowed to train.” she tensed her whole body at those words. That was all she did for her whole life was train. To protect herself from…she shook the thought away. “Do you not like these terms?” her brother gave her a proud look.

“No, they’re perfectly fine.” she scowled at how foolish she was to think she could beat her brother completely. No one could relax after that. Dende was always followed closely by Piccolo, Trunks and Goten never strayed far from their moms, and the rest of the fighters stood in a group tensely ready for a fight.

Caslite leaned against a tree with her arms crossed a perfect grimace on her face. The single men at the party had to agree that she was beautiful, but in a scary exotic way. Bulma wondered why her husband never told her any of this.

“Vegeta why didn’t you tell us there was another Saiyan out there?” Goku beat her to the point.

“Kakarot I have not seen her since we were just children. While I was taken by Frieza she somehow managed to steal a ship and go to a far off galaxy. I soon didn’t care if she was still alive or dead. Caslite is an evil vindictive type of warrior much like I used to be.”

“Vegeta you still should of at least told me. I am your wife.”

“Woman I barely even consider her Saiyan let alone my sister.”

“How can something that hot be so cruel?” Yamcha thought out loud. They stared at him incredulously. “What?” they all fell down in his stupidity.

“I think you guys should leave for tonight. We are all going to have to be alert for our visitor.” they all agreed with Bulma. The group dispersed and parted without goodbyes. “Hey Caslite! You want to shower or something?”

“You implying that I smell bad?” she raised her eyebrows.

“Yes I am follow me to the shower.” Bulma walked into the house followed by a very annoyed princess. They came up to a room that had a disinfectant smell. “Here we are. Just leave your clothes by the door I’ll have them washed, and do you have other clothes on you?”

“What kind of question is that? Of course I have more clothes, I’m not like my brother.” Caslite walked into the bathroom and proceeded to slam it on Bulma’s surprised face. The Saiyan princess painstakingly took off her armor than the spandex tight red suit. She turned on the hot water loving the feel of it on her tired skin.

Twenty minutes later she stepped out of the shower feeling relaxed. She looked at herself in the mirror. She was standing tall like a Saiyan should, her C cup breasts pushed outward, her wet hair was pushed away from her face. She looked at that last, she looked at the violet eyes of a cold hearted person not finding any type of emotion. She turned away and ripped the pouch off her outfit. It contained a very silky red dress that fit her perfectly, made for a princess. The one thing she hated about it was the symbol it had stitched into it, the royal seal.

“Man she takes long showers.” Bulma thought right before the bathroom door opened. “Wow that must be real silk.”

“What are you staring at girl?” the cold princess asked.

“I’m just admiring the dress. Let me show you to your room.” Bulma could feel holes being burned into her back, but she refused to show her fear. “Uhh the room is a little small, but it will have to do.”

“Humph.” the room had a bed on one wall, dresser on the other, vanity on the third, and French doors leading out to the backyard. Caslite pushed past Bulma stopping only a few feet in front of her.

Bulma gasped at the sight of the Saiyan princess’s back. The dress was of course backless, but why she would wear it was a mystery. Her back was slashed with a multitude of crisscrossed scars. The ones nearer her neck were faded with age, but scars on her lower back looked barely healed. Caslite turned slowly around knowing why the earthlings heart rate sped up.

“Stop gawking you look like a naïve child! You’ve never seen scars before?”

“Of course I’ve seen scars! Why anyone would flaunt them I don’t know?” Bulma stomped off in which Caslite thought would be the direction of her room.

“Stupid earthlings!” she muttered when she slammed the door.

“Bulma please try not to anger her. If Caslite is the same as I remember her actions and moods are so volatile that she would probably kill her own child. Stay away from her please.” Vegeta never pleaded to anyone. Bulma knew that this was bad.

“I’ll try, but that stupid arrogant attitude just makes me want to argue!” he shook his head.

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All the Saiyans except for Caslite were gathered in the Capsule Corp living room debating on what they should do.

“Dad why did you let her stay in the first place?” Trunks asked his father confused.

“She hasn’t done anything wrong on this planet for us to take action.”

“That’s right. I think we should take turns watching her.” Gohan drew out a schedule for everyone, but before he could show it to anyone Bulma plucked it out of his hands.

“Wow this is very messy let me fix it up.” she sat down with a fresh piece of paper and began copying it down. When she was finished she gave it back.

They alternated eight hour shifts each starting at six am and ending at ten pm. Goku and Gohan would be alternating morning and afternoon shifts everyday while Vegeta stayed constant with the night shift.

“Gohan tell me why I always get the night shift?” Vegeta asked rather harsh.

“Well I thought you didn’t really want to have to spend eight hours with your sister and you live here. Plus your still fully alert in your sleep, so you can just sense if her ki moves or not.”

“Hey! Why are we not on there?” Goten and Trunks said together.

“You two are kids and deserve a summer vacation.” Goten and Trunks sighed and walked away.

Vegeta looked very troubled by something. He was glaring at the ground, and kept clenching and unclenching his fists. “If I tell them that just means one more thing Kakarot can do that I can’t, but if I don’t it could endanger all of the earth.” Vegeta thought and growled involuntary. The Saiyans stared at their friend wondering what brought on his mood.

“Hey Vegeta what’s on your mind?” Goku asked worriedly.

“Kakarot must you always rub it in?” Goku’s innocent face twisted into confusion. “Being a twin seems to come with a downfall. You see I can not sense her ki no matter what, but she can sense mine.” he punched the floor causing it to shake and crumble.

A bone chilling laugh came from the top of the stairs. The Z fighters looked up to see Caslite with her arms crossed over her chest. She precariously walked down the stairs stopping at the last step. The red dress she had on from the day before looked untouched from sleep. The black stitching of three arrows pointing up at different angles with three half circles beneath were bold against the blood red silk. Her hair was brought to one side and over her shoulder.

“So you still wear the royal seal? How many planets tried to kill you when they saw that?” Vegeta had covered up any traces of emotion from his features. She curled her lip upward snarling at him. “must have been a lot then.”

“That might be brother, but how many times were you beaten down until you begged for Frieza to stop?” she smirked as the memories went flying into Vegeta’s head. He showed no emotion on the outside but she could feel them ripping and tearing at his sanity. “Don’t try to hide it. I can sense a lot more than your ki brother and you know it.”

“Vegeta what is she talking about?” Gohan asked keeping his attention on Caslite.

“I mean is that I can sense my brothers emotions as easily as you can sense his ki.” their faces went from shocked to just plan annoyed.

“Enough! Please guys would you stop with insults and creepy twin powers. I’m first shift you guys do whatever you want until yours okay?” Goku always the tension breaker. Gohan nodded and said that he was going to hang out with Videl, Vegeta just walked away from the living room, and Bulma scampered off to her lab.

“You! Kakarot! What is there to do here?” Caslite didn’t want to address the other Saiyan, but found it futile not to.

“Actually my name is Goku, but I was born with that Saiyan name. Well I would say sparring, but that is training. Uh you could watch TV, play golf, meditate?” she nodded her head at meditating and walked out into the sunlight. Goku noticed the hundreds of scars on her back, but didn’t say anything.

Caslite found a nice area behind a thick tree and tried to forget her watcher. She took deep breaths clearing her mind of outside influences. She saw her goal and… a loud snoring interrupted her. She opened one eye noticing that Goku was asleep. She decided to have a little fun and see what he was dreaming of. She took her mediating pose once more and stretched her mind until she felt it touch his.

Goku was in a restaurant with a table that never ended. He was stuffing his mouth full of noodles when Caslite appeared. She quickly hid her presence from his attention, she noticed that this Saiyan only dreamt of food. She also found his fear of needles amusing and changed the restaurant to a doctors office. The doctor brought out a needle ten times the size of Goku and pointed it at him. She was suddenly propelled from the dream.

Goku woke up with a gasp. He was drenched in sweat and his heart rate was on over drive. Caslite laughed, she truly laughed at Goku’s terrified face. The innocent Saiyan didn’t know why, but he had an odd feeling that she was responsible for the nightmare. He looked at her noticing those cruel heliotrope eyes had emotion in them, but she stopped laughing and the emotion drained.

“The doctor is ready to see you now.” she purred. Goku shook his head sighed.

“Must you find pleasure in peoples fears?”

“Yes I must.” she answered remotely.

“I noticed something, you haven’t ate anything since you got here. Aren’t we Saiyan’s really big eaters?” Goku’s eyebrows pulled together.

“Well yes we are, but I’m the exception. I went from planet to planet so much that I learned how to not eat for long periods of time. I really only need to eat about once a month, but I drink water a lot.”

“Once a month!” horror crossed his face “I’d die if that happened!” she had the urge to laugh at his reaction, but she kept her face stony.

“Now be quiet I need to concentrate!” after she yelled that it was quiet for the remainder of his shift.

Gohan flew into the backyard with Videl right behind him. He landed a few feet away from his father and Caslite. Goku got up from his sitting position against a tree a yard away from Caslite and headed over to his son. He looked at Videl worried that her presence might set off the princess.

“Gohan you brought Videl. Why?”

“She insisted on it. I can’t help it if she’s as stubborn as mom.”

“Okay, but please be careful. She has terrible mood swings.” with that Goku flew off toward home. Gohan and Videl sat down where they were.

“So she says that Vegeta is her twin brother?” Videl asked a couple of seconds later,

“Yes, and we don’t know how powerful she is because she can hide it.”

“Wow! She could be stronger than your dad and he’s super Saiyan three!” Gohan covered Videl’s mouth quickly.

“Videl we were trying to keep that a secret from her.” he looked over at the statue like princess.

“Boy I already knew about super Saiyans and levels beyond that! I am connected to my brother remember that!” she yelled over at them without even moving from her position.

“Oh well guess that plans out.” Gohan slumped his shoulders.

Bulma made her way outside with a plate of food. It went against her upbringing not offering guest food no matter how evil. She walked cautiously toward Caslite not knowing if it was safe.

“Caslite I brought you some food. I don’t know if you like it or not, but you haven’t ate since arriving on earth have you?” the Saiyan princess opened her eyes slowly. Her hard amethyst eyes sending a chill down her back. Bulma put the plate in front of Caslite and walked away. She smelled the delicious food and began picking at it wondering if it was safe.

Around three o’ clock Vegeta walked out of the sliding glass doors. He walked towards where Gohan and Videl were talking enthusiastically. They looked up to see him very relaxed considering the situation.

“You can go home now boy I can take it from here.” Vegeta kept his face straight.

“You sure I mean it’s no trouble for me at all.” Gohan looked worriedly at the older warrior.

“I need to speak with my sister.” Vegeta flicked his gaze to Videl, “It might get violent.” Gohan nodded understanding. He motioned for Videl to leave before he took flight. She looked confused but waved and hurried to catch up with him. Vegeta prepared himself for a war and walked over to his motionless sister.

Caslite was barely aware of her brother’s presence, she was focused on pushing memories out of her head. On the outside she looked very calm, but in her mind there was a tornado rapidly destroying her peace of mind. She gave up on trying to beat the stupid thing, and came back to the real world. She saw her brothers shoes a few feet away. Caslite lifted her gaze to his face, smirking at his expression. It was cold, but not as it used to be. “My brother’s grown soft.” she mused.

“What is the real reason you land on this planet Caslite? No more bullshit either.” Vegeta still had his cocky attitude though.

“I grew bored.” she put meaningful pauses in between the words.

“So after decades of never contacting me you decide now is a good time?” Vegeta had a skeptical look on his face.

“Tell me something, how did you obtain the level Super Saiyan? I could just look in your memories, but that is very boring. I remember the day I felt your ki sky rocket.” Caslite stood up now allowing her hair to fall across her back swishing back and forth.

“Don’t change the subject. Now tell me!” his patience was wearing thin.

“Don’t tell me what to do!” she snarled at her brother viciously. Her vision blurred and she was pinned by the throat on a tree. She gasped for what little air she could get. Caslite screamed in fury as she kicked her brother in the chin. He let her go immediately before rubbing his jaw.

She crouched into a feral pose getting ready for the fight. Her tail whipped back and forth causing her hair move with it, she was excited to fight her brother. Vegeta came flying at her, she barely moved in time to block the kick he intended for her head. They both sent a flurry of attacks on each other, but in his current state they were matched.

Vegeta transformed into a super Saiyan landing a punch in his sisters mid-section. She spit out blood her eyes going wide as all the air in her lungs were knocked out. She fell to the floor gasping holding her stomach. Her conscious screamed at her to stop now, but she refused to be that girl again. She took a second to look up at her brother from the floor. He was smirking triumphantly, his usual charcoal-black eyes were a brilliant green, and his eyebrows and hair were blonde. The gold aura pulsated around his entire being. She marveled at the sight.

“Give up Caslite, it is futile to continue fighting.”

Caslite stood up slowly her mouth still open from her heavy breathing. She glared at her brother from behind her bangs. He always thought himself stronger than her, but she knew he was in strength. Her mind was her weapon. Years in that place taught her that. She closed her eyes and concentrated on drawing her energy to the middle of her forehead right above her eyes. Vegeta stared astonished as his sister’s body began to throb and waver. She shoved the invisible beam of energy out at her brother. He put his hands onto his head grunting in pain.

Caslite pushed her ki harder in to her brothers mind. Vegeta’s vision started to blur and change. The pain in his head was excruciating, but he tried to focus. The green backyard had change into a darkened room. The only light coming through was from the gap in between the door and floor. He heard footsteps echoing closer to the black room.

The door slid open easily to reveal a short alien warrior. Frieza was in his final form, the purple bulges on his shoulders looked bigger than usual. Vegeta face went white when he saw what Frieza was holding in his hands. The severed heads of Bulma and Trunks were gripped tightly by the hair. Their blue eyes glossed over with film, lips already turned blue. Vegeta fell to his knees, his chest constricting from the pain.

The pain of seeing his family dead by the hand of Frieza was unbearable. The Saiyan prince screamed in rage and suffering as the alien threw the heads aside as if they were trash. Frieza barked something, but Vegeta’s whole attention was on his family. The stubborn arrogant woman who took his heart and gave him his child seemed to stare at him, a pleading look on her face. Vegeta felt his world crumble, yet as everything dissolved the haunting look in Bulma’s dead eyes stuck with him.

Caslite was watching her brother suffer in her hallucination. She was taught this trick by a captive from the planet Halime. He was cruel to her at first making her scream at monsters that were never there, but when he was dieing of some diesase he taught her his trick. His last request was that she would use it to make him think he was dieing on his home planet with his mate. She did what he asked in thanks of teaching her this. Her mind went back to the present when she heard her brother scream again. His super Saiyan form wavered than he was back to his original self. Caslite let the hallucination fade away, she was satisfied with her point she made.

“What the fuck are you doing to him?” Bulma’s shrill voice rang out as she ran over to Vegeta. He was still on his knees, his head pushed firmly in the grass with his hands covering the back of his head. “Veggie…are you ok?” she knelt down beside him. She hesitantly put her hand on his back. He jumped violently at the touch, but he looked up from his position. His eyes widened at the sight of his alive mate, her eyes were worried, but not those dead ones that were burned into his memory .

“He’ll be okay…I think.” at the sound of Caslite’s voice Vegeta jumped in front of Bulma snarling furiously. “we’re finished here. We both know who won.” she walked away and into her bedroom. Once she was inside she crumpled on the floor exhausted.

“Vegeta what did she do? I have never seen you look like that. Your expression….” Bulma started tearing up when she remember the horrible look. He turned around slowly not believing that she was alive. His hand came up to her cheek he brushed away the single tear that rolled it’s way down. Bulma didn’t disappear at his touch, his chest relaxed immediately.

In a sweeping move Vegeta crushed his lips to Bulma’s. he grabbed her roughly and pushed her against him. She fit perfectly to his muscular build. Bulma moved her hands up and down his back rhythmically. He sucked at her lips wanting to feel his tongue against hers, and she opened her mouth. They both fought for dominance, but neither won. She broke away to say breathlessly.

“We can’t…not here.” Bulma’s face was flushed and her lips were some what swollen. Vegeta sighed heavily, she always did this she would stop everything right before something was about to happen. She still clung to him though as if waiting for an answer from him. An idea came to mind, and Vegeta swung his beautiful mate into his arms and flew off.

He didn’t take them very far from West city, but far enough away Bulma wouldn’t be so self-conscious. He landed on a cliff over looking the ocean. It looked tranquil from up here, the horizon where the line between heaven and earth join. The trees behind them swayed softly with the breeze. Vegeta looked down at his life mate marveling in her beauty. Her usual enigmatic blue eyes were glazed with a dreamy look. He kissed her lips ever-so-softly as if afraid she might break.

AN: Hope you liked it! Review and tell me. I am very sorry for teasing you about a lemon. Till next time!