Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Royal Blood ❯ prologue ( Prologue )

Royal Blood By: RBB

 

 

Prologue

The nights are always the hardest for me in the castle. I used to love the nights. I would ride my horse across my grandfather's country estate. Sometimes, bird like animals from the forest that bordered are land would fly beside me. I would ride until the sun began to creep over the horizon. I remember this in particular. The sun rising, and streaking the morning sky blood red. The true monstrosity that is our heritage could spill forth in those earlier hours if it wasn't in check. How wonderful it was. To my people, and especially me, violence was a security blanket, something that we could wrap ourselves in and feel safe. So we did. Violence was all around us, it was the norm. I had reached a safe place, here on the outskirts of the kingdom. I don't mean I was away from the violence. I loved violence as much as anyone on the planet. What I meant was, that I had reached a safe place from the politics. The squabbling of the over fed, self centered "elites". At least I thought I had.

You would think I would be popular amongst my people. My father was, in his time, somewhat of a national hero, but I'm afraid it doesn't work that way. Saiyans are a proud race. To be Saiyan is a great honor. I am, obviously Saiyan…… just not completely Saiyan. You see, there was a period in time when my father thought that planet Vegetasie had been demolished by the legendary Freeza (one might call him the antichrist of the new universe). I don't know much about it, just that my father, my cold unfeeling, model warrior of a father, fell in love with a woman, well, her body at least. And here I am. I believe I was about 9 months old when the Saiyans caught up with my father. They took me, in the hopes that I would out grow my "defects". My pale hair and blue eyes to be precise. They were to come back for my father in a few months. The Saiyans plan was to capture Earth as part of the empire, but They were to fast. As soon as They caught wind of the Saiyan's plans They swooped in on Earth. There was nothing to be done about it. The story that was told was that my father had died in battle, fighting one last time for our Empire. And still, after all this family glory I continue to be frowned upon by the entire fucking population. I remember asking my legal guardian about it.

"Anything that isn't Saiyan is only good for a quick fuck", was the charming response Napa had offered. It's a wonder I'm not more cultivated, what with Napa being the font of intellectualism that he is. I wanted to push the subject, I had been curious about my parentage, but Napa had that look…. I knew better than to ask again.

 

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I knew there would be trouble as soon as I heard the news about my Grandfather. I wasn't sad. I had no great love for him, nor my cousin (the current prince). Both died in battle, barley 3 days ago. They had raided a spaceport that was to essential to the empire to allow 3rd class solders to be our only line of defense. My relatives set off at once to put a fast end to the raid. I'm told the biggest piece we could find of either of them was a toenail. I bet it was Tekka's (my cousin), he was always more of a puncher than a kicker. But none of this mattered to me. As I have already stated, I would rather gouge out my own eyes than spend any expanse of time with them. What I was worried about was the people. They wont want a half-breed on the throne. Napa tells me that I am a son of the great house of Vegetasie, and he would no longer tolerate any of my weak emotions.

”It's not just your nervousness, that I sense in you, Prince. It's the blood of your bitch mother that I can feel.” Insufferable bastard. How dare that mentally deprived peasant call me weak? I really should have re arranged his face for that comment. He's right though. I am a son of Vegetasie, and it's high time I start acting like it. I hold my head high as we start to walk towards the Palace. My new home. They can't ignore me now; they all have to face it. Half Saiyan or not, I have royal blood.

AN: next chapter we get a look at what has been happening with Bulma and Vegeta, I may also make this a P/T (email me if you want me to)