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        Prologue



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        * * *

        A metaphorical illustration depicting the Prologue Saga

        * * *
         
        Age 724. The planet, still referred to by many as Tuffle, slowly falls into dusk. Beneath its perpetually grim, crimson sky, the final battle of a certain war unfolds. Standing on the trodden earth lies a solitary proud palace, seemingly reaching the clouds. Despite its massiveness and solemnity, it carries within it much beauty and finesse. It is a symbol of a crumbling civilization, its last bastion. Around the palace gather people with a crude appearance, clad in woven or leather clothes dyed in various, mainly warm and intense colors. Despite lacking weapons, they instill fear in the guards still stationed on the walls, as if they were weapons themselves. These are, of course, the Saiyans who have come to claim their victory over the Tuffles inhabiting this land. Most of them are hoping this is the final siege, as despite their overwhelming dominance, many of them have perished in this war.
        Most of the warriors preparing for the attack are adult men,
        but small or teenage Saiyans can also be spotted, gazing uncertainly from a distance at the soulless walls. Some of them, about a dozen or so, stand in formation, awaiting the commands of their ambitious seventeen-year-old guardian.

         
        GUARDIAN
        sternly
        Ha! It's good that you've come! It means you're not cowards! On behalf of our leader, King Vegeta the Second, I inform you of the following things…
        pulls out a written sheet

        The Saiyan adolescents look around nervously, some of them driving their eyes into the ground, pretending to be indifferent and fearless.
         
        GUARDIAN
        reads solemnly
        You are the eighth youth scout group formed during the land war between our people and the Tuffles! Your task is to in… in…
        confused, syllablizes
        …in… fil… tra… te!…
        once again solemnly
        …the areas occupied by the enemy!
        slightly quieter
        "To in… filtrate" means… spying… if you didn't know it yet…

        The children seem not to be listening to the guardian, but he is not discouraged by this.

        GUARDIAN
        clears throat, then continues with seriousness
        The king also extends his gratitude for the sacrifice of your fathers, who fell under his command, and he is delighted by the fact that at such a young age, you have chosen to take their place in service to the greatness of our people…
        drops his seriousness
        Ahem… As for me, I can only ask you not to be a bunch of crybabies and simply do your best at what the king asks you to do. You're right next to our soldiers, and besides, I'm watching over you, so you’re in no danger, as true Saiyans always serve the common good in combat…
        smiles
        And lastly, I should introduce myself… My name is Nappa! And for you — team leader Nappa!

        Some of the children glance up at Nappa as he introduces himself, but after a moment, they lose interest and resume looking around.
         
        NAPPA
        sighs
        Alright then… Now, I'll count you all and see which houses you're from…
         
        Suddenly, right next to Nappa, land two strikingly similar Saiyan youths. One of them is older, taller than the other, and has a lighter shade of skin. He is the one to approach the team leader and extend his hand to him. The other keeps his gaze downward — pretending not to be present.

        NEWCOMER
        calmly
        Greetings, team leader. My name’s Bardock. I've brought…
        with a sigh, turns to his brother
        …support for your scouts.

        NAPPA
        flustered
        Umm… Bardock, is it? Greetings to you too… What's your companion's name and how old is he?

        BARDOCK
        resigned
        He's my brother…
        louder, to his brother
        Hey! Introduce yourself!

        BARDOCK'S BROTHER
        without turning to Nappa and Bardock
        Turles…

        NAPPA
        frowns, offended
        And your age?

        TURLES
        remains silent

        BARDOCK
        irritated
        He's thirteen.
        hopefully
        Does he meet the requirements?

        NAPPA
        dismissively
        Yes, yes… Of course… He hasn't reached adulthood, after all. Besides, you know how we Saiyans approach all rules… Even those we've made ourselves…

        BARDOCK
        sadder than before
        Please forgive my brother's bluntness. He's probably still thinking about our late father. He died a few weeks ago in a battle with the Tuffles.

        NAPPA
        raising an eyebrow
        You know what… Bardock? I just had this thought… You look like you're already an adult. Why don't you join the soldiers instead of sending your younger brother to the scouts?

        BARDOCK
        smirks to himself but speaks seriously
        Of course, I'll join the soldiers. I'm already eighteen. I just thought that… our father would like Turles to also contribute to our combined success.

        NAPPA
        warily
        Hmph. Suit yourself…
         
        BARDOCK
        sternly, to Turles
        Don't bring shame upon me! You'd better do your best!
        nods to Nappa and flies off

        NAPPA
        after a moment of silence, scratching his head, addresses Turles
        Kid… Are you going to line up?

        TURLES
        turns to Nappa
        Maybe.

        NAPPA
        If you don't want to, you don't have to… Your brother is fulfilling the duty left by your father, so your presence here is completely unnecessary.

        TURLES
        approaches Nappa and smirks cheekily
        You know, mister team leader… as I think about it now… I think I'll stay! I'd rather not find out what Bardock would do if he found out I didn't do as he told me.

        NAPPA
        surprised, mutters under his breath
        Well, well… So small, yet so talkative!

        TURLES
        lines up

        NAPPA
        takes a breath, then exhales loudly
        Alright then, my chums, let's move! The enemy camp won't in-… infiltrate itself!

        The children discreetly pass under the wall surrounding the palace. Some of them take to the air and cautiously peer over it. Nappa hangs back, observing his team's behavior.

        BOY #1
        loudly
        I see some metalheads! They've got weapons instead of han-…
         
        BOY #2
        whispering aggressively***
        Quiet up there! They might hear us and attack!

        BOY #1
        lowers his flight altitude and responds quietly
        Yeah, sorry about that!

        GIRL #1
        softly and uncertainly
        So… are we going over this wall or staying here?

        BOY #1
        under his breath
        I'd stay…

        BOY #2
        irritated
        Oh, come on! You're being foolish! Eventually, we'll have to get through anyway! That's our task.

        GIRL #2
        calmly
        He's right.

        REST OF THE CHILDREN
        simultaneously, but in an uncoordinated manner
        Yes! - Alright! - No time to waste! - Let's go!

        BOY #1
        sighs

        BOY #2
        jostles Boy #1
        Pull yourself together! That's not how a Saiyan behaves! If the team leader saw you now…!

        BOY #3
        sternly
        Are we going through or not?
         
        BOY #2
        We're going, we're going…

        NAPPA
        still standing at a certain distance from the team; speaks quietly to himself
        Someone's missing here… Blast! I was supposed to count them! And now I don't even know if any of them ran off… Anyway… it'll all be reported as fine… like always.
         
        The children cautiously fly over the wall and land on the other side. To their surprise, they spot Turles leaning against the wall.

        BOY #2
        whispers, incredulous
        Hey, weren't you just flying a moment ago? How did you get here so quickly?

        TURLES
        through gritted teeth
        Don't move…

        BOY #4
        scratching his head
        But why though?

        TURLES
        smirks widely

        GIRL #2
        whispers, annoyed
        Stop fooling around! This is not the time for it!

        TURLES
        quietly
        Let's just say I know what these machines can do…

        BOY #2
        Oh yeah? And how do you know?

        TURLES
        looks away, but maintains the unsettling smile
        My father's unit… encountered such scraps by chance… And it was their last meeting by chance…

        GIRL #3
        with concern
        Did you see your father die?

        TURLES
        loses the smile
        I didn't. But my older brother… he did.

        BOY #2
        authoritatively
        Alright… Let's assume you're worth trusting. So what do we do now?

        TURLES
        with stoic calmness
        Very, very slowly, we'll walk along this wall and make our way to the entrance of the guard post…

        BOY #4
        in disbelief
        Are you out of your mind? We weren't supposed to fight!

        TURLES
        coldly
        I can leave you here if you want. I can manage on my own.

        BOY #1
        frowning
        Alone? With real soldiers?!

        TURLES
        proudly
        I'm much stronger than any of them! The Tuffles are a weak race, after all.

        BOY #2
        sternly
        I knew from the start that you were playing games with us! And who else killed members of our families?
        addresses the rest of the team
        He's crazy. We won't listen to him.
        boldly strides forward and waves his hands in front of the Tuffle battle robot
        See! They're deactivated! Follow me!
         
        The boy marches forward fearlessly, and the rest of the children timidly follow suit. Only Turles remains pressed against the wall.

        TURLES
        thinks
        And this is precisely what I dislike most about Saiyans. There's always one who can talk others into anything, and the majority immediately stops thinking, blindly following him… Ugh…
        swiftly flies back to the other side of the wall

        The
        children approach the robots with brisk, careless steps. They pass them with a certain apprehension, but once they're past them and the robots still haven't moved, they calm down and proceed, now somewhat more discreetly.

        BOY #4
        quietly
        And where do we go now?

        BOY #2
        confidently
        See that shack over there?
        points ahead
        There's definitely something important in there! Let's go in and maybe pick something up!

        GIRL #1
        with concern
        Are you sure there's anything there at all?

        BOY #2
        And why do you think they covered it with those robots? It can mean only one thing — there must be something they're hiding there.

        GIRL #3
        timidly
        Sounds… wise…

        BOY #1
        I think I agree with that too.

        BOY #2
        points to the shack again
        Then onward!
        The team approaches the shack. As they draw closer, they hear voices coming from the inside.

        VOICE #1
        grimly
        Again, they're waiting for the nightfall… They'll turn into those giant apes and crush our resistance effortlessly.

        VOICE #2
        angrily
        That's why I've been saying from the start that we should be the ones to attack them, not let them fight on their own terms!

        VOICE #3
        calmly
        You’re a fool. If we strike first, we'll reveal our strategy. Our only hope is that they'll show us their cards first.

        VOICE #1
        in a hushed voice
        All this waiting is unbearable… I feel like the executioner's axe is hanging over my neck, and yet I don't try to move away…

        VOICE #3
        sighs
        Perhaps it's meant to be this way?

        VOICE #2
        still angrily
        If so, can we even talk about justice?! These barbarians owe us so much, even the materials and dyes that were used to make their clothes, and now they're slaughtering us because we don't want to give them our land for free?!

        VOICE #3
        Such questions are pointless. You'd better go see Doctor R. and have a word with him while it's still calm. His presence has always worked well for you.

        VOICE #2
        Maybe you're right… I'll be back soon.
        hurriedly exits the shack

        A Tuffle emerges from the shack, a man with almost unnaturally orange hair and distinctly average height — not tall, but not short either. He is dressed in a white lab coat.

        BOY #3
        suddenly stops
        Watch out! They might notice us…!

        GIRL #2
        bows her head
        I think only one of us should peek in there…

        BOY #2
        smirks
        That's a good idea. And that someone will be me!

        BOY #1
        outraged
        Why you?! We were supposed to act as a team, and now you want to make all the decisions for us! If only you were the team leader…

        GIRL #1
        with ire
        When did we ever appoint you as the chief?

        BOY #2
        surprised, but also angry
        You've been listening to me up until now! What's gotten into you?

        VOICE #3
        from inside the shack, intrigued
        Just who could be behind the wall? Many voices, almost like children's…

        VOICE #1
        with a quiet sigh
        Maybe we should take a look and check, shouldn't we?

        VOICE #3
        chuckles quietly
        You're right…

        When the children hear the Tuffles’ words, they panic.

         
        BOY #3
        trying to stay calm
        Now we all need to flee…!

        GIRL #3
        I'm ready to leave this place right away if needed!

        BOY #1
        to Boy #2
        It's your fault! We got detected because of you!

        BOY #2
        indignant
        Because of me?! I wasn't the one who started arguing!

        Two Tuffles, similarly dressed in lab coats, step out of the shack. These VOICES are the SCIENTISTS.

        SCIENTIST #3
        in disbelief
        Well, what do you know, they've sent kids yet again!

        SCIENTIST #1
        quietly, almost to himself
        They never seem to display any sense of shame.

        BOY #2
        extends an open hand towards the scientists
        Don't move, or I'll blow you up!

        SCIENTIST #3
        laughs
        Not so fast, my friend! Nobody's blowing anyone up here… at least not yet.
        takes out a remote from his pocket and presses its red button

        The robots, previously bypassed by the children, activate and move towards the young Saiyans, who, instead of defending themselves, are freaking out.
         
        BOY #4
        with terror
        We should've listened to this new guy…

        BOY #2
        with anger, releases a Ki blast towards one of the robots

        The blast explodes, causing no damage to the machine.
         
        BOY #2
        panicked
        Impossible! It's a machine! It's just… a machine!

        SCIENTIST #3
        laughs
        I wonder if the Saiyans will even care about the fate of their children! Maybe they'll at least send them spare underwear…

        CHILDREN
        chaotically
        Help! - We need help! - Team leader!
        On the other side of the crowd of robots land Turles and Nappa.
         
        NAPPA
        irritated
        I think we arrived just in time.

        TURLES
        under his breath
        Those idiots…
        tries to move towards the robots

        NAPPA
        blocks Turles's path with his arm
        Don't get any closer to them! I'll handle this quickly!
        takes a step forward
        This is the full extent of a mid-class warrior's capabilities! Kids, move aside!
         
        Nappa stands with his legs apart and releases his Ki. His aura somewhat resembles an electrical discharge. Next, he extends his right hand forward, with his fingers clenched into a fist. He then straightens his index and middle fingers, keeping them together.
         
        NAPPA
        violently raises the mentioned fingers vertically
        HAH!

        Nothing happens.

        NAPPA
        thinks whiile squinting and remaining motionless
        Darn it! Should have fine-tuned it more… or listened to father's advice and joined the recruits! Why did I even volunteer to look after these brats…

        The robots are reaching for some of the children. It turns out that most of the young Saiyans are too weak to defend themselves. Only the teenage members of the team are holding off as well as they can.
         
        TURLES
        to Nappa
        So, do you still have any plan or is that the end?

        NAPPA
        still motionless; thinks
        Just stay like this, Nappa, stand still You'll see, something will happen in a moment, and everyone will think it's because of you

        TURLES
        looking up
        Hey, I see something up there…! It's like… someone's flying…!

        NAPPA
        still motionless, a forced smile appears on his face

        Suddenly, someone lands, or rather crashes into the group of robots, causing them to explode immediately. The scientists, thrown back by the blast, fall to the ground. The children fall as well but remain unharmed.
         
        TURLES
        tips his head; utters with disbelief
        Mister team leader… Did you do this?

        NAPPA
        finally opens his eyes and changes position; he notices the burning remnants of the battle robots
        I-It…

        Nappa suddenly turns around and spots a tall man standing nearby, a Saiyan, clad in ornate armor with a dark green cloak. He has a distinctive, pointed hairstyle. It was him who swiftly destroyed the robots, yet both his body and attire remain completely unscathed.
         
        NAPPA
        very quietly, to himself
        Impossible…

        TURLES
        intrigued
        Who is that?

        NAPPA
        What? You've never seen him before? He's Prince Vegeta, the mightiest of the Saiyans!

        TURLES
        casually
        Oh, him! He's taller than I thought…

        VEGETA III
        turns to Nappa and addresses him seriously
        What's going on here?

        NAPPA
        kneels on his left knee and bows deeply, then responds, visibly flustered
        They're a young scout group, I'm their guardian…

        VEGETA III
        intrigued
        A scout group… I see. It's most appropriate that you're here with them. Given their lack of prior training…

        NAPPA
        blushes
        Y-Yes…
        thinks
        Thank goodness this kid brought me here… Otherwise, I'd be in trouble right now…

        VEGETA III
        puts his hand on Nappa's shoulder
        You're reliable… Our people need those like you. What's your name?

        NAPPA
        lifts his head, sporting a wide smile
        I'm N-Nappa!

        VEGETA III
        very calmly, almost stoically
        I'll remember that… and perhaps make use of it.

        SCIENTIST #1
        struggling to get up
        Ugh…

        VEGETA III
        without even turning towards the scientists, let alone blinking, he sends a Ki blast their way.

        SCIENTISTS
        in pain
        UAAAAAAAGH!

        Both Tuffles are disintegrated.

        VEGETA III
        turns back around

        TURLES
        sincerely, surprised
        Are you leaving already?

        NAPPA
        hisses at Turles
        Show some respect! And kneel immediately!
         
        VEGETA III
        smiles discreetly and silently flies away

        NAPPA
        stands up and addresses his team
        We're leaving this enemy turf! You lot are a bunch of utter fools! You almost got me into trouble!

        TURLES
        looks with curiosity after the departing Prince Vegeta

        NAPPA
        thinks
        Strange kid… Acts like rules don't apply to him… He's not like the rest of us.

        * * *

        Let's follow the Saiyan heir to the throne. He flies above the palace, and when he's beyond its grounds, he lands abruptly among some serious-looking men, right next to an elderly figure who bears a striking resemblance to him, only shorter and leaning on a staff. It's none other than Vegeta II - the Saiyan king himself. Surrounding him are the most distinguished among his warriors.
        Vegeta the Second - The Saiyan King at the time
        VEGETA II
        calmly
        You've kept us waiting for quite a while, my son.

        The warriors bow before the prince.

        VEGETA III
        to Vegeta II
        Forgive me. There was an issue that detained me…

        VEGETA II
        I suspect it was more than just one issue.

        VEGETA III
        emphatically
        Forgive me.
        looking around at the warriors
        Have you devised a strategy for today's battle?

        VEGETA II
        nodding
        Yes. We are only awaiting intel from the scout groups.
        looking at one of the warriors
        Marshal…

        MARSHAL
        bows and steps forward
        Truth be told, my prince, we've received no response only from the team led by my son.

        VEGETA III
        holds back his laughter with difficulty
        Coincidentally, I happened to be in the area they were supposed to check… Nothing out of the ordinary. A squad of combat robots; I've already taken care of them.

        MARSHAL
        bows his head again
        It's excellent news. In that case, we can start as soon as the moon appears…

        VEGETA III
        impatiently, speaks to Vegeta II
        So what's the plan after all?

        VEGETA II
        with stoic calm and nonchalance
        Oh, you don't need to know that…

        VEGETA III
        surprised
        But I'm supposed to lead the army…!

        VEGETA II
        I admit, that was the intention, but there has been a change of plans… You see, I want to end this war. And with as little bloodshed as possible…

        VEGETA III
        taken aback
        What do you mean?
         
        VEGETA II
        calmly
        I remember when the Tuffles first made contact with us. The then King of the Tuffles and his most trusted official came to my esteemed father. They came without guards, placing their trust in us. I want to make a similar visit to them and propose peace…

        VEGETA III
        with a slightly audible tone of anger in his voice
        And what do I have to do with it?

        VEGETA II
        looking his son in the eye
        I trust you the most and value you the highest, so I would like you to accompany me.

        VEGETA III
        sighs
        And when would we go?

        VEGETA II
        Immediately. If Tuffle agrees to our demands, there will be no battle.

        VEGETA III
        resignedly
        Then let us go…

        The warriors bow to the king and prince, then disperse to allow them passage. The Saiyan ruler and his son make their way towards the main entrance of the palace. As they move further away from the soldiers, old Vegeta II initiates the conversation once again.
         
        VEGETA II
        walks, leaning on his cane
        It seems to me that you don't like my idea…

        VEGETA III
        forcing a smile
        I just can't believe that the same Saiyan who taught me how to fight is now avoiding confrontation with the enemy himself.

        VEGETA II
        seriously
        I have many years behind me. Not many Saiyans get the chance to reach such an age. It's because of our combative customs. I am fortunate — I am the king, others risk their lives for me…

        VEGETA III
        smiles slightly, this time genuinely
        You've certainly become more talkative with age…

        VEGETA II
        chuckles softly
        That's true.
        continues more seriously
        But that's not the point. For many years, I've been haunted by the thought that as a people, we are going astray. I hoped I could change our customs, but I chose my goal too late. I lack the youthful determination… I thought I could at least prevent another war and live out my days in peace. Unfortunately, we had to pay for our mistakes and the mistakes of our ancestors with a famine. Fighting the Tuffles became our only chance of survival… I didn't want it, but my old mind couldn't see any other path, and I guess it's not suited for anything else…

        VEGETA III
        thoughtfully
        You're right, a change in customs would be good… When I look at the rebellious children, who are still not tainted to the core with discipline and military rules, I see in their attitude an opportunity to create a new kind of warriors! They might not bow perfectly to their superiors, they might not always stick to their tactics, but surely the fire of Saiyan valor would burn stronger within them!

        VEGETA II
        sighs heavily
        That's not what I meant… I rather wished for us to become gentler, to solve problems through thought, not killing. If we had learned to better take care of our own wealth earlier, we wouldn't have to reach out for the goods of others today… But perhaps it's just my senile fantasy after all…
        smiles
        When I observe you, I'm glad I didn't tear into Saiyan customs in the end! That task is beyond me. Valor is in our blood… especially in the young, like you!

        The king and prince reach the entrance. Vegeta III knocks firmly on the door.
         
        VEGETA III
        calls out
        Let us in! We come to negotiate!

        VEGETA II
        softly, to Vegeta III
        Not like that!
        calls out
        I am Vegeta the Second, son of Vegeta the First, King of the Saiyans! With me is my son, Prince Vegeta! We come with a proposal for peace!

        GUARD
        opens the gate, looks out and says uncertainly
        I wasn't allowed to let anyone in…

        VEGETA III
        huskily
        You can let us in out of kindness, or we can enter over your dead body. The choice is yours.

        VEGETA II
        calmly
        We come without any intention of harming you. There are no soldiers with us. We want to speak with King Tuffle.

        GUARD
        nervously swallows saliva
        I'll see what can be done…
         
        The guard closes the gate and walks away.
         
        VEGETA II
        We can only wait now…

        VEGETA III
        frowns
        Don't you think they treated us with complete disrespect? After all, we are the rulers of a free nation!

        VEGETA II
        But we are also their enemies… They are at war with us, a war that has claimed many lives.

        VEGETA III
        sighs
         
        The gate opens wide. This time, revealing equally uniformed Tuffle guards, each holding a rifle.

        HEAD GUARD
        gravely
        My lord, King Tuffle the Thirteenth, despite the assassination attempt on our scientists that occurred today, has agreed to an audience. However, he insisted that we escort you to his throne room.

        VEGETA III
        angered, about to say something

        VEGETA II
        interrupting his son
        I accept these terms. Lead the way.
         
        The Tuffles surround King Vegeta II and his son, then lead them through the main path across the courtyard of the palace square.

        VEGETA II
        audibly displeased, turns to his son quietly
        That attack… that's the matter that detained you on your way here?

        VEGETA III
        softly
        It wasn't an assassination at all. They were trying to abduct children, our scouts…

        VEGETA II
        firmly
        That's irrelevant now. Focus instead on not doing anything similarly foolish by my side. It would be a great shame for our entire people.

        VEGETA III
        sighs
        Of course…

        The Saiyan monarch and his heir, escorted by the Tuffle guards, enter the grand palace of King Tuffle XIII. Inside, they pass by exquisite decorations and advanced technology they've never seen before.

        VEGETA III
        somewhat scornfully
        If they can afford all this, surely they could spare us some land without much loss…

        VEGETA II
        gloomily
        It's their land. They acquired it themselves and tended to it for years. If they were the ones to oppose us, you'd likely do the same.

        VEGETA III
        falls silent, disheartened

        HEAD GUARD
        seriously
        Here is the entrance to the throne room. The king is beyond these doors. We will stay here, but we will intervene if our ruler is threatened.

        VEGETA III
        smirks ironically and approaches the doors, but after a moment he stops and turns to his father
        Perhaps you should enter first, father.

        VEGETA II
        with satisfaction
        Thank you for the consideration. I was beginning to think you had forgotten about me.

        The doors open. In the gilded hall, perched on a peculiar wooden throne that doesn't quite match the rest of the palace, sits the somewhat aged King Tuffle XIII.
         
        TUFFLE
        seriously, but with a hint of distrust
        Welcome… I've heard you come for diplomatic reasons.

        VEGETA II
        calmly
        If that's what you call peace talks here, then yes.

        TUFFLE
        claps his hands
        Servants! Bring a seat for King Vegeta and his son, Prince Vegeta!

        VEGETA III
        coldly
        I can stand. I'm still young.

        TUFFLE
        frowns
        Well… Alright then…
         
        A servant brings a decorated chair for King Vegeta. The elder Saiyan takes his seat.
        VEGETA III
        impatiently
        Let's get to the point.

        VEGETA II
        calmly
        Please forgive my son…

        VEGETA III
        outraged, thinks
        "Please forgive"?! Has my father forgotten that he speaks from the position of a person whose will determines the lives of all remaining Tuffles? From the position of a leader who has already seized almost all the lands of this weak people?

        TUFFLE
        with a false smile
        Of course. That's just how young people are… But he does have a point this time. King Vegeta — tell me, what are your proposals for a potential peace?

        VEGETA II
        seriously
        I've reconsidered our initial demands… The area we wanted from you could be considered… too large. So, I have a different proposal, one I don't intend to violate for the rest of my life.

        TUFFLE
        surprised
        For the rest of your life? What kind of proposal is that?

        VEGETA II
        All we need is an area three times smaller, but situated in your agricultural district, where the soil is more fertile. We will fully develop it into farmland and transport our crops from there to Sadala without encroaching on your territory. Consequently, we will relinquish the remaining lands we currently occupy. However, I invariably insist that the area you transfer to us no longer falls under your authority but is solely under Saiyan control.

        TUFFLE
        disgruntled
        And why is it so important to you that this area no longer remains under our rule? Wouldn't it be enough for us to lend it to you?

        VEGETA III
        firmly
        My father doesn't need to explain anything to you, King Tuffle. He speaks from the position of the victor, or at least the one who holds the upper hand in this war.

        TUFFLE
        angrily looks at Vegeta III

        VEGETA II
        sighs quietly and continues with his characteristic calmness
        Of course, I can explain everything… It stems from the nature of my people. They won't tolerate the fact that they're relying on the grace of others. Their distant ancestors obtained everything by their own hands, through strength or labor. Today's Saiyans desire the same.

        TUFFLE
        addressing Vegeta II but still glaring angrily at Vegeta III
        And what do I care about your nature? What you're proposing, although less audacious than your initial plan, still amounts to plunder! Do you expect me to let myself be remembered as a weak king who allowed himself to be robbed?!

        VEGETA III
        furiously
        Show some respect!

        VEGETA II
        to Vegeta III
        Calm down, my son…
        to King Tuffle, sadly
        If you don't agree, they'll remember you as one of the kings who led his people to ruin

        TUFFLE
        outraged
        You were supposed to negotiate peace, and now you're threatening me?!

        VEGETA II
        averting his gaze
        I don't desire this, but I know I have the power to destroy all that is left of you Tuffles

        TUFFLE
        trembling, rises from his chair
        I knew it! I knew from the beginning that you're just primitive murderers who can't talk, only destroy!

        VEGETA II
        calmly rises from his chair too
        We are different, Tuffle. I've led my people this far, even though I'm older than you. And you've remained here, indifferent to the fate of most of the Tuffles, as long as the threat doesn't directly affect you. You could have saved yourself and them at little cost, choosing lesser disgrace over greater. You chose the greater one.
        moved and deeply saddened
        Our conversation ends here. My son… we're leaving.
        he turns and slowly heads towards the exit

        VEGETA III
        glares angrily at King Tuffle, then follows his father out

        TUFFLE
        emotionally shaken; still trembles, watching the departing Saiyans; speaks softly, but with immense anger
        How dare he…? How dare he judge me?! How dare he call my decisions disgraceful?! Isn't it more disgraceful to reach out for someone else's land?!
        almost frantic from the rage, he rises from the throne and reaches behind it

        SERVANT
        peering from a side entrance, speaks timidly
        Your Highness, is everything alright?

        The Saiyan monarch and his son are already beyond the gate, passing by the guards standing at attention.

        TUFFLE
        without reacting to the servant's question, retrieves a gilded, narrow pistol from behind the throne; speaks slightly louder
        If he wants war, he'll get it! War to the end! And he'll be one of its victims!
        he aims the pistol at the now-distant Vegeta II, who has his back turned to him
        Perish, barbarian!

        SERVANT
        terrified
        Your Highness, please don't do this! No!

        Tuffle XIII, consumed by anger and despair, pulls the trigger.
        A red laser beam flies towards Vegeta II, hitting his right side. The old man drops his cane and falls to the ground. He breathes heavily. Vegeta III is completely disoriented. Even the Tuffle guards are stunned.

         
        VEGETA III
        alarmed
        Father, what's happened to you?!

        VEGETA II
        touches his right side with his hand, then looks at it, seeing blood
        He shot me… He shot me in the back…!

        VEGETA III
        overtaken by wrath, clenches his fists as he turns to Tuffle XIII, his gaze filled with wild fury

        TUFFLE
        realizing his predicament, he pulls the trigger again, this time aiming at Prince Vegeta

        VEGETA III
        unleashes his Ki, neutralizing the laser beam shot from King Tuffle's pistol
        HAAAAAAH!

        TUFFLE

        suddenly overwhelmed with fear
        H-Help…! Guards, anyone!

        SERVANT
        without looking back at the king, flees through a side exit

        Vegeta III swiftly flies towards the Tuffle king, grabbing him by the neck with his right hand and lifting him up. The striking height difference between the Saiyan prince and Tuffle XIII is now glaringly evident, with the latter now rendered speechless by fear, in stark contrast to just a moment ago.
         
        VEGETA III
        coldly, but with palpable rage in his voice
        Not only did you fail to show respect to my father, but you also attempted to kill him…

        TUFFLE
        mumbles for a moment, then overcomes his fear and with much struggle speaks to Vegeta III
        Let me go, you savage beast! I sit on the throne… which was built in the days… when your ancestors… made huts from their own filth!

        VEGETA III
        stung by the insult, he flexes his muscles, tightening the grip on Tuffle's neck and then smashes him against the wooden throne, completely shattering it
        Hmph!

        TUFFLE
        with splinters embedded in his face and eyes, he screams in agony
        Fool! This throne is many times older than your father!

        VEGETA III
        leans over Tuffle
        My father… might have cared about that… Unfortunately for you, you're not on his mercy now…
        charges a yellow Ki wave in his left hand

        TUFFLE
        once again overwhelmed by fear
        P-Please… s-spare me!

        VEGETA III
        through gritted teeth, barely keeping his temper in check
        The trait I detest the most is weakness… But worse than weakness itself is weakness that doesn't know its place in the pecking order!

        HEAD GUARD
        bursts into the throne room with his unit, aiming his weapon at Vegeta III
        Halt! Don't you dare harm the king!
         
        VEGETA III
        ignores the guards and unleashes the Ki wave towards Tuffle
        Perish, scum!

        TUFFLE
        in agony, torn apart by the wave of Ki
        AAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!

        Prince Vegeta's blast completely incinerates Tuffle XIII. Then, the shocked guards open fire. Vegeta, however, remains unfazed. He manifests his aura and deflects the Tuffles’ projectiles. He then leaps straight at the guard commander and strikes him in the face with his fist, twisting his neck 180 degrees, instantly killing him. Next, he ruthlessly massacres the remaining guards who flee in panic after the death of their commander. Some of them are finished off quickly, while those who managed to escape further get brought down by Ki blasts.
        After the massacre he committed, Vegeta III lets out a scream full of
        helpless rage and rushes to his father lying on the ground***.
          
        VEGETA III
        shaking King Vegeta violently
        Father! Father!

        VEGETA II
        in a hushed voice
        Don't shake me like that… It hurts…

        VEGETA III
        looks around and, not seeing anything useful, unleashes a Ki blast towards the ceiling
        You need help…!

        VEGETA II
        coughs

        VEGETA III
        lifts Vegeta II and flies out through the hole in the ceiling, made by himself earlier, holding his father; shouts extremely loudly
        Help! Saiyans! The king is in need!
        flies towards the Saiyan camp
         
        Quickly, the Marshal flies to meet Vegeta III accompanied by several trusted soldiers.
         
        MARSHAL
        shocked
        My prince… What has happened? These were supposed to be peace talks…

        VEGETA III
        glaring angrily at his weakening father
        This is their doing!

        MARSHAL
        frowning
        What an affront to our king!

        VEGETA III
        exasperated
        Take the king to the medic… Meanwhile, we must immediately launch an attack. The moon is already in the sky… Let every Saiyan who is willing to, transform into a Great Ape!

        MARSHAL
        puzzled
        The king instructed that only one-third of our warriors should do so…

        VEGETA III
        coldly
        I am the one in charge now. No Tuffle is to be left alive unless I order otherwise. Let them feel the retribution that befalls those who dare to insult Saiyans!

        MARSHAL
        takes the king into his arms from Vegeta III, speaks sorrowfully
        I am at your command, my prince…
        prepares to depart

        VEGETA II

        tries to speak, but his voice comes out weakly
        Wait…!

        VEGETA III
        Yes, father?

        VEGETA II
        grasps his son's hand with his right palm
        If I don't make it through this… Be a good king, my son… I wish for you to find nothing but good for the Saiyans and that you… never have to face the choices I did…
        releases his son's hand

        VEGETA III
        looks at his palm — it's stained with his father's blood
        Thank you… But don't say such things! The medic will restore you to health!

        VEGETA II
        gloomily
        I wish I could believe that…
        to the Marshal
        Let's go…!
         
        The soldiers head back to the camp with the king. Vegeta III watches them go.
         
        VEGETA III
        thinks to himself
        Whatever happens, father, I will lead the Saiyans to glory. The way is clear to me. Perhaps you wouldn't have taken it, but I still have the strength to do so. We must remain true to what we are. Any other path will lead to weakness. And a Saiyan cannot be weak. He cannot…
        rushes back into the palace grounds to continue the fight with the Tuffles
         
        The final battle with the Tuffles begins. Above the walls protecting the palace grounds, the increasingly numerous Saiyans transformed into Great Apes slowly begin to dominate. They send Ki blasts into the fortress, destroying reinforcements, utilizing their terrifying strength. On this day, they have decided to destroy everything the Tuffles have ever achieved. That's what their pride dictated, especially the pride of Prince Vegeta the future King Vegeta III.
         
        * * *

        One of the "voices" a Tuffle scientist with orange hair, who had left his companions just before the arrival of the Saiyan scout group dashes up the winding stairs of the stone tower. Sounds of explosions, the laughter of invaders, and the cries of their victims reach his ears from outside the building.
         
        SCIENTIST #2***
        while running, speaks angrily
        May Hell swallow you, Saiyans! One day… One day, you will pay for all of this!
        after a moment of silence
        Someone will take everything from you as well… Bury your world…
        through gritted teeth
        And if necessary, I'll do it myself!
         
        * * *

        The cover of Prologue: Prince Vegeta III takes revenge on King Tsufuru XIII

        * * *
        Highly recommended!
        [DB Multiverse]

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