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She crouched down, her eyes searching, she needed something sharp, and fast. She quickly glanced passed Vegeta, if she could get off of the roof and to the ground it would be an even 'killing ground' as Vegeta would so eloquently put it. She looked back at him.

"You want a fight? Fine." He lowered himself in to a fighting crouch. "You need to be broken, woman. You have too much fire in you for your own good. Don't worry, I won't kill you…But when I'm done with you, you will bend to my will." He chuckled darkly and lunged for her.

He was too fast for her, she tried dodging him but in the midst of throwing herself out of the way of the charging Saiyan, he grabbed her legs mid dodge. They both landed on the ground, Vegeta clutching her legs as Bulma tried clawing away from him.

"Quit resisting, you know I'm more powerful than you." He sat up on his knees and dragged her towards him by her ankle, ripping her clothes on the hard surface of the concrete, creating little cuts and gashes on her legs, stomach and arms. She twisted around onto her back and lurched forward, trying to grab his face.

"Nuh, uh, uh. Not this time you don't." He dropped her ankles and deflected her hands, grabbing her by the wrists. "I'll be taking these." He snapped both bracelets off of her and threw them over his shoulder.

'Damnit' she yelled inwardly. She was unable to drain him of his ki without the bracelets. But as long as the metal strip was still on her, she still possessed energy she had taken from Vegeta earlier.

"DAMNIT VEGETA!" She screamed up at him. "Stop this!" He, yet again, had her pinned to the floor, his muscular legs squeezed her hips, making it impossible for her to get out of his grasp. He took both her arms and pinned them above her head with one hand.

"Please don't, Vegeta." She whimpered as he leaned in close to her.

He took his free hand and traced her jaw line and then her collarbone. His icy glare turned into a hungry one as he let his hand drop to her chest and traced a line in between her breasts. He powered down, his eyes and hair turning back to their original black color.

"Do what, Wife?" he looked up to her again. "Like I said, you need to be knocked down a peg or two." He smirked evilly at her and laughed as she tried helplessly to wriggle free as he ripped the front of her shirt down the middle, and growled seeing that she had a tank top under her ripped shirt.

"You think raping me will put me in my place?" She screamed at him.

"Hmmph, I think a little humility will do the trick, now hold still."

"Please, Vegeta, don't do anything that you'll regret later. Please."

"What would make me regret this?" He loosened his legs and leaned back and started to tug at her pants.

"Because of this." She powered up and thrust her knee directly into his groin. His hand immediately let go of her wrists and went to hold his balls, while falling to the ground on his side.

"Bitch." He wheezed. The force of her hit was the equivalent to an anvil dropping in his lap.

She quickly sprang up to her feet, and gave him a grimaced smile. "I want more kids Vegeta, but I'm blaming you if your balls are non-functional. You brought this upon yourself."

He swiped at her but missed. "You knee'd me in my balls you whore!" He sucked in a sharp breath. "Mother fucking, cock sucking whore…"

"I told you, you would regret it." Before he could spit out another line of curses, she quickly sprinted to the edge of the building and dove down to the ground, gathered her barrowed ki and landed nimbly onto the ground.

She recognized where she was, it was the west side of the outer walls of the palace, and what luck, it was lined with the meanest cactus plants she had ever seen. She remembered Vegeta and she had taken a walk around the palace. She commented on the mutant looking cactus plants that lined the whole west side of the palace. Vegeta had told her that they repelled certain rodents called 'Creimire's'. They looked like a cross between a small bear and Tasmanian devil. The cactus' needles made it difficult and particularly painful for the animal to climb the walls of the palace, in search of food.

She quickly ran up to one of the plants and snapped off one of its needles. It was as long as her hand and the tip looked damned sharp.

She quickly slipped into the shadows. Gripping the needle with her right hand, she sliced her left palm open where her scar was, swallowing a pained scream.

Bulma backed deeper into the shadows when she saw Vegeta jump down on to the ground. He was slightly crouched forward, still cradling his jewels.

"WHERE ARE YOU? I'M GOING TO RIP YOUR DAMN INNARDS OUT OF YOUR BODY THROUGH YOUR NOSE!" He was just a few feet away from her, his evil eyes darting too and fro, looking for her. He pointed his nose in the air and sniffed, a wicked smile grew on his face showing his sharp canine's as they glistened in the moonlight.

"I smell you're blood, wife." His low thick voice cackled. He slowly turned around in the direction she was hiding in and took slow steps towards the shadows.

She held her breath as he approached her and closed her eyes. 'You can do this Bulma.' She said to herself and opened her eyes. He was just a few feet away from her now, slowly making his way to her. He was enjoying the game of cat and mouse.

She gripped the needle tightly. 'Now or never.' She, again gathered her ki and flew at him, grabbing hold of his left arm. He didn't budge as she attached herself onto him.

"Pathetic." He laughed. "You certainly have spunk, little female." She raised the needle up in the air. He smirked at her. "Oh no, the feeble human is going to prick me to death with a cactus needle."

She looked up at him. "An banna ata an freagair." He looked down at her in astonishment. "The bond is the answer." He reeled back, she was speaking the words of his dream.

Taking advantage of his surprised state she quickly sliced his palm open and put her bleeding hand into his.

Their blood mixed with one another's and his eyes went large and then rolled up into the back of his head as the bond took hold of him. His head felt as though it was going to explode as his memories came crashing back all at once. One after another, the emptiness filled back up with visions of the past year; picking Bulma up on Earth, pretending to court her, bonding with her… their son. Everything.

He fell limp in Bulmas arms, and they sunk to the ground together. She cradled his head in the crook of her arm for a few minutes, watching helplessly as his body spasmed. She bent down and placed her forehead atop of his and closed her eyes as she held on to him. Willing healing thoughts into his head, even though she knew it wouldn't help.

She opened her eyes when she felt him go still, she lifted her head up and watched him come to. He opened his eyes slowly, and gasped at the sight of them. They were blood red and his face was twisted in pain.

The prince tried lifting himself up, but found it impossible.

He felt strange. Everything was so crystal clear now, he knew he and Bulma were bonded and they loved each other very much. But he had a strong urge to choke the life out of the Woman that was cradling him, more so than usual. He felt the blood lust bubble up to the surface. The chip was trying to override the bond, he was fighting it and the result was making him writhe in pain.

"Get it out." He rasped out through gritted teeth. He was paralyzed with pain, he could barely move.

"Wh-what?"

Vegeta sucked in a painful breath. "The chip, get it out, now." He limply rolled out of her lap onto his stomach. "Please, Bulma."

She picked up the discarded needle and brought it to the base of his neck and hesitated over the inch long fresh scar.

"Vegeta, I can't do this, we should wait until we can get Dr. Lance to ge-"

"WOMAN! Just do it! Do it NOW! It's malfunctioning. I'm fighting the urge to kill you, the only thing that is stopping me is the pain it's causing me!" He grimaced as the scream sent a jolt of white hot pain through his skull. "Please, Little One." He said in a whisper. "Please."

'Please' was not in Vegeta's vocabulary, and for him to use it, meant this was serious. She gulped and brought the sharp instrument up to the scar on the back of his head… and cut. She made the slit just big enough for two of her small fingers to make it in. She was impressed that he didn't flinch or give out a cry as she plunged a finger into the cut, or squirm while she probed her finger within his flesh feeling for the chip. She felt herself almost wretch at the slick sound and feel of it, though.

"Found it." she said as she stuck her tongue out slightly as she concentrated on trying to grasp the small piece of metal without losing it.

"Damnit woman, what is taking so long?"

"I'm not a damn surgeon, Vegeta, just shut up and let me concentrate."

She put another finger into the cut and scrunched her nose at the sucking and squishy sound it made. She quickly pinched the chip between both fingers and ripped it of him.

Right away, the searing pain was gone… with the exception of the throbbing pain from the gaping hole in the back of his head, the slash on his palm and the lingering ache of his balls.

He turned around so he was on his back again and lifted his uninjured hand to her, silently asking for the chip. She placed it in his palm and he studied the blood soaked square object that caused so much pain in more ways than one. He gripped it in his hand, squishing it to dust.

"We've got to get you in a regen tank."

He shook his head slowly as he lifted himself up onto his knees.

"No time." He extended his hand and conjured ki into his pointer finger, making it glow blue. "I need you to squeeze the wound shut."

She didn't object and did what she was told, squeezing the hole shut and watched as Vegeta brought his glowing finger to the back of his head and cauterized it. It didn't take away the pain, but at least he wouldn't bleed to death.

He lifted himself off of the ground up onto his feet, bringing Bulma up with him. "We need to find the boy, and then I'm going to fucking kill your mother."

"Don't forget Odessa, she's the one that blew me up and tried to throw Trunks off of the roof."

"Oh don't worry, Woman, we will make her suffer." He smirked at her and brought her in close to him and kissed her. It was a quick kiss, but it was a good one, she missed his kisses… among other things.

"What are we going to do?"

He looked up at the palace. "I've locked onto the boys ki." He looked down at her and gave her his signature smirk. "How good are you at acting?"

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Vegeta burst into his mother and fathers room, and tossed Bulma onto the floor. The commotion made Evella jump out of the chair she was lounging in.

"What? Oh, Vegeta. I see you've taken care of the problem." She snickered as she regarded her daughter who laid crumpled on the floor in the fetal position.

"Hmph" Vegeta crossed his arms over his chest. "Where is my son and Odessa?" He walked over to Bulma and nudged her with his boot, earning him a whimper from her. "The woman didn't harm him, did she?"

Evella looked down her nose at her daughter and then looked up at Vegeta.

"No, dear. The child is fine, he sleeping right over there." She pointed to the corner of the humungous room, where the bassinet was positioned. "I'm surprised your entrance didn't wake him… as for Odessa, she is in the regen Tank. It would seem, my darling daughter shattered her knee cap and gave her other various wounds, she'll be in there until tomorrow night. Speaking of my daughter, what do you plan on doing with your wife? You know, since you will be Emperor, your marriage to her can be overlooked. Odessa would make a fine match for you, goddess knows she wants you."

Vegeta just stood there and gave her a blank stare. She put a hand on his bicep. "No need to make your decision now. How about we go over the details of tomorrow…"

Bulma waited until her mothers back was to her. She got up slowly and quietly made her way to the corner of the room where Trunks was. Vegeta, being a fantastic multi-tasker, listened to Evella talk about their battle strategies of taking over his planet and watched Bulma out of the corner of his eye at the same time.

Bulma picked Trunks up as gently as she could, praying to the heavens that he wouldn't wake up and give her away. But of course, the second his mother picked him up his blue eyes snapped open and gurgled happily.

The sound made Evella turn around. "Just what do yo-"

Vegetas grabbed the old woman by the neck and lifted her off of her feet. She rasped out an inaudible plea as she clawed at Vegeta's hand.

"You have put me through hell, bitch" Her eyes grew with confusion and astonishment. "You look confused, Evella."

"Th-the ch-ip-" She gurgled.

"Oh yes, well you see, Your daughter removed it. It seems trying to manipulate me into doing your dirty work has back fired on you." He tightened his grip on her and contemplating if he wanted to see her eyes pop out if their sockets. But, he opted to render her unconscious and lock her up in the 'hole', he wasn't quite finished with her yet.

She finally passed out and Vegeta unceremoniously dropped her on the floor. He stepped over her limp body and walked over to his family and brought Bulma into his chest, while looking over Trunks, making sure he was ok.

"Bulma?" Radditz called out as he came charging into the suite. He looked at Vegeta, not sure if he should attack or not to protect his Princess.

"Everything is fine! He's back!" She cheerfully said as she hugged her husband.

Radditz smiled, relieved and nodded to his prince. Vegeta returned the gesture.

"Radditz, take the hag down to the hole. Chain her up, and make sure she doesn't escape."

The soldier nodded his head obediently. "As you wish, Prince Vegeta." He bent down and grabbed the woman's ankle and dragged her out of the room, leaving the royal family alone.

"What now?" Bulma asked.

"We clean up this mess, then I will show you the joys of torture." He gave her a toothy smile and kissed the top of her head.

They immediately contacted the King and explained what happened and assured him that his son was back to his normal self and that it was safe for he, the queen and the princess to come home.

After that, Vegeta and Radditz hunted and killed every soldier of the Empire that was in the Palace. Radditz then gave the all clear for Kakarot to bring back the palace workers that he had freed, back to the safety of the palace.

Seeing as the night's activities left the two wired, they asked ChiChi to watch over Trunks so they could take care of some loose ends. Once Kakarot escorted his mate and the little prince to their room, Bulma and Vegeta headed down to the hole.

Evella was still unconscious as she hung by her arms by chains that were attached to the ceiling.

"This won't do." Vegeta said as he left the small room and came back with a bucket full of water and promptly threw it onto the woman.

She bucked and gasped for air as she came to. Her eyes darted from Vegeta and Bulma, with a look of disgust.

"What is this?" She screamed. "Take me down! I am the Empress! How dare you treat me in such a way!"

"The only reason you're still alive is because I want you daughter to choose how I kill you. You have brought her more pain than you have me. She deserves to watch you breathe your last breath.

Evella looked at her daughter. "Please, I'm your mother. You wouldn't let him kill your own mother would you?"

Bulma let out a huff of air and rolled her eyes at her. "You deserve to be killed by his hand. You killed my father, you tried to have me killed, and you tried to take over the universe by altering my husband's mind. Ya, I think I will let him kill you."

Evella sneered at Bulma as she listened to her answer. "I knew I should have gotten rid of you when I found out I was pregnant."

Vegeta cocked his head at her. "Why didn't you?"

"Wow really, Vegeta?" Bulma said dryly.

"Aren't you curious?" He asked looking at her sideways and then looked back to the shackled woman.

Actually, yes as morbid as it sounded. She shrugged and looked to her mother, expectantly.

Evella looked away from the black and blue eyes staring at her.

"Answer the question, or I start breaking limbs." Vegeta bellowed.

Evella stubbornly pointed her nose up in the air. The prince growled and grabbed her arm and squeezed slightly.

"FINE!" She screamed and sighed as Vegeta let go of her and backed away. Evella's lips straightened into bloodless lines. "Your father and I were, young and stupid." She sighed and looked away from them again. "When I found out I was pregnant I made the mistake of telling your father, instead of taking care of it. He pleaded for me to come to earth and give birth to you… I chose to do so, since I could not find anyone to terminate the pregnancy, without blabbing it to my father or the Emperor, who was my fiancé at the time. I had to get off of the planet to hide my growing stomach." She paused flaring her nostrils at the two of them. "From the second you were born I knew you were going to bring me nothing but trouble."

Bulma was silent. Her mother was truly an evil, conniving bitch. Vegeta cleared his throat. "Well, Little One…"

Bulma thought long and hard for a few moments, and could only come up with one thing. "She doesn't deserve death."

"What?" Both Vegeta and Evella yelled in unison.

"Death is too easy for her. I have a better punishment for her."

"Oh?" Vegeta questioned.

"There is a dead planet in the northern galaxy. It is on the brink of uninhabitable. I think that would be a fantastic place for my mother to spend the rest of her days. Alone, in complete isolation."

Vegeta smirked at her. "I'm impressed. I'll have a ship prepped immediately." He turned and gave Evella a smile and grabbed Bulma's hand and started to lead her out of the dungeon area.

Bulma stopped and shook out of Vegeta's grasp and walked up to Evella. "The other reason why is because you gave me to my father. He raised me right and loved me more than any parent would love their child. And for that, I thank you." She kissed the older woman on her cheek and grabbed hold of her husband's hand and they both exited the area.

The next evening….

Odessa found herself alone in the darkened medbay. She opened the door to her regen tank and exited grabbing a towel that was folded neatly on a chair next to it, along with one of her dresses. She quickly dried off and got dressed. She wanted to know what Vegeta did to Bulma, hoping that he had finally killed her.

She let out a squeak of surprise as she felt two muscular arms wrap around her waist.

"Hello lover." There was no mistaking the deep throaty voice that came from behind her.

Her stomach somersaulted as she lifted her head to catch a glimpse of him.

"Vegeta! This is a sweet surprise!" She turned around kissed him on the cheek. She was thrilled that he seemed to be starting to warm up to her, maybe seeing his wife hurt her made him realize that he did care for her.

Vegeta smiled slightly. "I have a surprise for you."

Odessa squealed. "OH I love surprises!"

Vegeta chuckled as he turned her around and placed a blind fold over her eyes. "Then you'll love this one." He picked her up and started walking out of the medbay.

"Where are we going?" She asked excitedly.

"I can't tell you, that would ruin the fun."

She nestled close to him, savoring the feeling of being in his arms. He kept walking and she noticed that he climbed several stories of stairs and that they were now outside as she felt the warm breeze whisk around her. He finally put her down and moved behind her. He untied the blind fold, but held on to it so it was covering her eyes still.

"Ready?"

"Yes!" She clapped her hands.

Vegeta removed the blindfold, and there standing in front of her was Bulma.

"WHA?" She screamed and tried to back up, but was stopped by Vegeta's body behind her. She looked around frantically. She was on the roof and if it weren't for Vegeta, she would have fallen right off of the palace's roof.

Bulma stood there with a maniacal smile, her hands on her hips.

"Hi Odessa. So good to see you're all healed, how's your knee cap?"

"What is going on? Veggie, what is she doing here? Make her leave!"

Vegeta just stood there and chuckled.

"Oh I don't think so." Bulma said through her smile. "You see, we're both still a little pissed off at you. For, hmm lets see, throwing a grenade in my lab hoping to kill me, trying to steal Vegeta away from me by uniting with the Empire, oh and for almost throwing our son off of this very roof."

Odessa's face paled. "Please, don't, I didn't mean to."

"You didn't mean to throw our son off of the roof, it was an accident?" Vegeta's asked from behind her.

Odessa's mouth opened and closed a few times, but no words came out.

"I didn't think so. Little One, do the honors."

Bulma nodded. "Good bye Odessa, see you in hell." She then kicked Odessa square in the chest. Vegeta flew up in the air, just in time for Odessa to take a backwards step and fell off of the twenty five story roof.

Vegeta floated back down and peaked over the side, Odessa's body was laying still in a sickening twisted state. He spat over the edge and walked to Bulma. "Feel better?"

"Oh ya."

7 Years later…

Vegeta sat in his study going over a contract for a planet in the northern galaxy, another of a long list that wished to be under the Saiyan's protection. He sighed as he read through the terms, this was one task of being King that he truly loathed.

After Trunk's second birthday, his father graciously handed over the reigns to the kingdom. He and the Queen were now spending their "retired" days at their vacation palace. Vaneesa spent half of her time with her parents and the other half with her brother and Bulma. She was blossoming into a beautiful young saiyan lady, and Vegeta was already getting requests from Prince's from other planets to court her. He just shook his head, and sent the requests to his father.

He was jarred from his readings when Bulma noisily entered the study. Her hair was disheveled and she had that angry and frustrated look upon her face that he secretly thought made her look sexy.

Vegeta leaned back into her chair. "What did they do now?"

Bulma smoothed her hair and flopped into the chair that faced Vegeta's desk.

"If you don't do anything about them, I just may kill them… all three of them." She flailed both hands in the air as she voiced her frustrations.

Vegeta chuckled and stood up from his chair and walked to the front of his desk and leaned up against it. "It was your idea to put them in the same room, I told you it was a bad idea from the start." He moved away from the desk and knelt in front of her. "They know you're not in the position to grapple with them like you normally do. They are taking advantage of this rare opportunity. Remember, they have Saiyan blood in them." He reached out and rubbed her swollen belly smiling genuinely as he felt the child within give a good kick beneath his hands.

Bulma sighed. "Will you please take care of it? I'm tired, and I want to go to bed."

Vegeta stood up and kissed her on the top of her head. "If I must." He helped her up and walked her back to their suite. "I'll be in once I take of the issue."

Bulma smiled at him. "Ok, thanks Vegeta."

He replied with a "Hmmph."

He stomped down the hall and stopped at the double doors that held the scourge's of Vegetasei. He pushed both doors open and was greeted by a ki ball careening towards him. He quickly deflected it, making it hit a pile of stuffed animals.

"WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS?" He roared thunderously.

The three occupants of the room froze in fear at the sound of his angry voice.

"LINE UP!"

The three children did as their father ordered. Vegeta shook his head and walked up to Trunks. "I expect more out of you, boy. You are the eldest, and showing your younger siblings this behavior is astounding!"

The purple haired boy lowered his head. "I'm sorry father."

Vegeta snorted and then walked up to the twins. "Bulla, you know better than to fire ki inside the palace."

Bulla lowered her head down too. "I'm sorry papa. It's Tarble's fault! He punched me!"

"That's a lie!" Tarble screamed.

"SILENCE!" Vegeta roared again, making the three of them cower. He pinched the bridge of his nose. The twin five year olds were particularly a handful, constantly grappling with each other. "Your behavior is going to send your mother into premature labor! And if that happens, so help me…" He trailed off, shaking his head at them. "Now, get into bed."

They all scampered into their respective beds quickly not wanting to anger their father any further.

"Pappa?" Bulla asked sweetly.

"What?" Vegeta snarled.

"Daddy, will you tell us a story?" She blinked her big blue eyes at him, knowing that she was one of his weaknesses. Vegeta had a soft spot for his only daughter, and she knew it.

"Ya, tell us how you became the Legendary, Papa!" Tarble begged.

He sighed. It was easier to tell the story than hear them belly ache. He pulled a stool out and placed it in the center of the room. "Fine, but if you three piss me off in any way, and I'm leaving."

The three of them nodded and waiting patiently for him to start. "To tell you the story of how I became the legendary, we have to go back a ways to the beginning… Your mother and I were not much older than you…"

The End