In awe he gazed at the young woman before him, her fingers held tight over the trigger of the gun.<br>His eyes lower to the jagged scar winding above her colar bones and over her right shoulder. Whoever had inflicted the wound had meant it to be a killing blow, but miraculously the girl survived.<br>"Your people destroyed my race," she growls. "Tell me why I shouldn't kill their oh so powerful king?"<br>Vegeta, a young man of 18 slowly raises his hands up as the barrell of the gun dug deeper into his side.<br>"That scar, tell me. Did one of my men do that?"<br>Her expression does not falter. "Ten years ago one of your soldiers came to my home, killed my parents and my brother, nearly ending my life. Luckily I escaped in one of their space pods that had been left on."<br>"I was only a boy then," Vegeta replies. "As were you but a child. I have just taken my father's throne as King. Whatever happened then was not under my authority."<br>"I still hate your race. I hate everything about you! Tell me why I shouldn't kill you huh?! WHY?!"<br>Vegeta smirks, "You don't have the guts."<br>Bulma digs the gun harder into his side.<br>Vegeta winces, knowing of her inhuman strength. <br>"Oh do I now Vegeta?," she asks in a husky voice.<br>"I came to you last night," Vegeta whispers.<br>Bulma freezes. "YOU?!"<br>He touches her arm, "you are indeed an extraordinary woman. For one at my age of course..."<br>"YOU!," she cries in outrage. "I made love to YOU?!"<br>Vegeta takes the gun from her trembling hands, "If you wish to kill me so bad why do you resist it? Why haven't I fallen dead to the ground by now? So, tell me one thing. Am I my father."<br>Bulma shakes her head.<Br>"Did I order my soldiers to purge your planet, which only a small portion of them destroyed your home?"<br>"No," she sobs as memories came to her, horrid...bloody memories...<br>"Whoever did that to you," He replies, touching her scar with gentleness. "I..."<br>Bulma shakes her head, "No, I will kill them... kill them all and have my revenge and then I'll leave this God damn planet for good!"<br>Vegeta pulls her hard against him. "Were you adopted as a child?"<Br>"I...I don't know," she stammers. "What kind of question is that anyway?"<Br>"Tell me," he hisses into her ear. "Do you have a circular scar above your tail bone?"<br>Bulma begins to tremble. <br>Vegeta turns her face to meet his gaze, "You aren't human... you are saiyajin and you vow revenge on your own people!!!"<br>"NOOOO," she screams. "It can't be true!!!"<Br>Vegeta nods, "how else can you explain the headaches on full moons, the urge to hunt at night...to kill... the sensitive scar... you had a tail once and so did your brother..."<br><br><i>Freeze frame right there.....<br>Yeah, I know, you obviously think that this is one of those dramas where I want to kill the young king, finding out that I slept with him and that I'm accually a saiyan. That's not the case. Things are more complicated that that... much more. But, before I tell what happens next, lets go into the past where it all began for me. My nightmare that started simply enough.... On a day that the sky was black with storm clouds, hiding the approaching danger until it was too late... To late to stop....THEM.</i><font color=blue>TO BE Continued....<br>Who exactly is Bulma's brother and how did she get that scar? all next in chapter 2...