Freeza stood in front of the 100 soldiers that stood before him. Today was the day they would leave to go after the prince. He had waited four months to see where he would end up. His hope of Vegeta getting stranded on an isolated planet, or running into a star, or getting captured by a slave ship didn’t happen. *That’s fine, I’ll make him suffer in my own hands!*

“Men, today we embark on a mission of the recapturing of the saiyan prince, Vegeta! He has landed on a planet four months from here, a planet called earth. This mission is called Earth Assignment and shall be confidential. Do not ask me any questions, just follow orders. The prince has most likely grown in strength and might be more of a challenge than we would expect. We must recapture him and we will. I hope you are packed wisely, and now, bored the ship.” Freeza stepped back from the podium watching the soldiers bored. Freeza smiled, *Vegeta, we are coming to get you.*

Seirra stood back in the wing, her tail swinging back and forth, her hair up in clips. She couldn’t bored yet; she would go on last with Freeza. She reached around and pulled out her sword. A gift from Freeza. This sword would aid her well in her up coming battle with Vegeta. She smirked as she slipped the sword back in its case, *If I kill Vegeta Freeza will be so proud of me.* She smiled, she would do any thing to please Freeza, even if it meant killing the last of her kind. She leered over at Freeza, he was planning on going and fighting Vegeta in his final form. Freeza turned to her motioning her to get onto the ship. She walked out, her black robe flowing behind her as she boarded the ship with Freeza following her. The ship started it’s engines and took off for its four month trip.

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Moshi moshi! Is it just me, or is Seirra just a naughty saiyan? LOL Ok, so let me clear up a few things again, I don’t want my favorite readers to get confused ya know. So the reason Freeza had to wait four months before he could start preparing for the trip was because he didn’t even know where the pod was going to land. For all he knew, it could’ve landed in a star. So they had to monitor where Vegeta’s pod was going before they could take off. I know what you are thinking, why couldn’t he just have intercepted the pod, well for those who are planning on e-mailing me that question, IT’S MY STORY AND HE DIDN’T WANNA DO THAT! ~; ) Ok, I hope that cleared up that four month question.

Now Vegeta has claimed Bulma as his mate, but the question is does he actually love her or is he just using her so that she will help him with his fight with Freeza. That question, I think, he will debate during this chapter and then we will find out if he actually cares about her in Chapter 5 or 6.

OK, now I have a question for all you readers, do you want a special part about Seirra? I mean, a separate part that explains her life and how she ended up with Freeza? I mean, especially why she is always wanting to be by his side, and how she is willing to kill her own kind! Ok, well I wanna write a story about her, I think she is an interesting character in this story. But I want to know if you, as readers, want to read about her. I mean, she is the bad girl here. So e-mail me (Fleur48@aol.com) what you think or just leave it in the review. Thanks so much ya’ll!

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:::Vegeta was only four years old, and was still very naïve to what he was to do as a saiyan. His nurse always read him stories about princes and princesses and how they lived “happily ever after” at the end of every story. Vegeta didn’t know why his nurse told him not to say any thing to any one about the stories she read to him, but he kept his word and never said any thing. His nurse always read to him late at night when everyone else was asleep, she said it was a secret and these stories were very special because they were about a word called love.

Vegeta wondered what that word meant and most of all, if his father felt it. Did his father ever have a queen and loved her? Did he ever love him? Vegeta wondered it constantly as his nurse whispered the stories to him, but he never asked his nurse. One day, after training with his father, he was sitting at lunch. He had to ask him if he ever felt love before, “Father?”

“Yes my son?”

“Do you love some one?” His father set down his food and glared angrily at his son. *How dare he ask such a question.* He reached across the table and harshly slapped his son. Vegeta sat still in his seat glaring wickedly at his father. *It was just a question…* he thought angrily.

“No, love is weakness, I love no one, and neither will you.” Vegeta stared in surprise and thought about it. If love was weakness, how did all those people in those stories live happily ever after? *If my father says that love will cause weakness, I never want to love any one then.*

The next night his nurse walked in and asked him if he wanted to hear another story. Usually Vegeta eagerly shook his head yes but this time he just glared at his nurse and said, “No, those stories aren’t real, love is weakness.”:::

“Vegeta is something wrong? You shot out of the bed so quickly? Vegeta? Are you ok? You look worried?” Bulma was almost in tears. *Why is Vegeta acting so weird?*

Vegeta turned back around to face her, he shook his head no and laid back down on the bed. Bulma laid next to him and wrapped her arm around his chest as he hugged her close to him. “Woman, I need to ask you a favor.”

“Hmn?”

“Can you finish that gravity machine soon?”

“It’ll be done tomorrow.”

“And can I ask you for something else?” Vegeta was trying to be real kind, he needed this next favor.

“Uh huh.”

“Can you make me a laser gun that is strong enough that if it would hit me once, any where, it would kill me?”

Bulma sat up in the bed and gazed down at him. She thought it wiser not to question what he wanted. She nodded her head yes even though her mind was running with questions. She didn’t fall asleep after that.

Vegeta closed his eyes in deep contemplation, *My father was right, love is weakness, and those stories, those stupid stories my nurse read to me, were all lies a mad man came up with. I don’t love Bulma, I just need her to help me with my fight.* Vegeta looked down at the figure he thought was sleeping, his heart sank as he thought he didn’t love her. He couldn’t explain why he felt bad for just thinking it, but it made him hurt.

Vegeta became distant once Bulma completed the gravity machine. She worked hard on his new laser gun and Vegeta trained more and more, his power increasing. Although Bulma praised him each day as she saw his power rising when she checked him with his scouter, Vegeta knew it wasn’t enough to beat Freeza. He was very unsure about that saiyan girl, but it probably wasn’t enough for her either. *I need someone to help me with Freeza… Perhaps that boy, Gohan.* Vegeta’s mind went back to his meeting with Gohan and his father weeks ago. *His power was high, and I bet with my training he could be as strong as me!* Vegeta rushed out of the gravity machine and went over to Goku’s house.

Vegeta knocked on the door, it would be three months before Freeza would come, and he needed all that time to prepare. Goku answered the door, “Vegeta? Do you need something?”

“Yes Kakorrot, I need your son.”

“WHAT?! What do you need Gohan for?” Goku stepped back and Gohan came running out.

“Hey dad, you called?”

“Come with me brat, I want to train you.”

“Umm sorry Vegeta, but my son isn’t going any where with you until you explain why you want him to train with you.” Vegeta looked around anxiously and then stepped in the door.

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Goku sat back as Vegeta finished his story. He looked at his son who seemed just as anxious to fight. “Vegeta, it makes sense, but why do you need Gohan? I’m sure the whole Z-team is willing to fight, I bet Freeza, by the way you talk about him, is gonna blow up earth as well any ways.”

Vegeta looked at Goku and shook his head no. “Your Z-team is too weak. They wouldn’t even survive one blow from Freeza.” Vegeta pointed to his scouter, “I measured their power levels, too weak.”

Goku looked at him, “You know we hide our power so it isn’t at its fullest at all times.

Vegeta shook his head again, “My scouter is quite unique. It can measure your full power even if you are not showing it all. It even tells me your potentiality and that is why I want your son to train with me, he is quite strong.”

“You know Vegeta, I’d help too.” Goku looked almost hopefully at Vegeta, but again Vegeta shook his head.

“You, as well, are weak. Your power level is 500,000, at most. Not even enough to stand five punches from Freeza. Your son here has potential, and I wish to reveal it to him. He may not even have to fight. I just want to make sure I have someone who can back me up if I need a break… or get killed.”

Goku looked thoughtfully at his son, “Well Gohan, would you like to go train with Vegeta?”

Gohan looked up at his father, “YEAH!”

“Ok then. Vegeta, he may train with you during the day, but he will stay here at nights, as if he is at school, ok?”

Vegeta nodded and looked at Gohan, “I’ll get you tomorrow morning.”

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“Hey Vegeta, where did you go?”

Vegeta glared at her, “I’m making sure I will have help when it comes down to my fight.”

“Oh I see. Well just so you know, I’m almost done with your laser, it’ll be quite impressive and I’m sure it’ll be of great help.” Vegeta looked at her smiling face. He felt shame that he was using her. “Vegeta?” Bulma asked.

Vegeta felt horrid, was he really just using her? Or was he trying to ignore the fact that he actually felt something for the earthling? *Why don’t I understand what I feel!* Vegeta grabbed her shoulders and pulled her into an embrace. He held her for awhile until she wrapped her arms around him. His tail swayed back and forth in excitement. Vegeta pulled her from him and laid a kiss her on her. She sighed as he stopped the kiss. He looked into her eyes, they were filled with love and hope but his… What did his eyes hold?

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Seirra sat in her quarters staring out of her window. She had been on the ship for a week, and there were many more weeks to come. She trained alone in her room for Freeza had put a gravity machine in there. She was so gracious of all he had given her that she worked till she felt she could no longer move. Seirra sighed as she looked down on her sword. She would have to slay one of her own kind to prove her love for another. She picked up the sword and took it out of its case, looking at the inscription at its base. “To my saiyan girl” She smiled as she ran her fingers over it. She slipped the sword back into its case and threw it onto the table. She had spent so many years alone, in hiding with Freeza that she had almost forgot where she came from. Her one reminder was her tail, that was the only thing that constantly reminded her of her heritage. At times she wanted to cut it off, it was as if it mocked her. She knew Freeza had destroyed Vegetasei, but he spared her life. How dare her tail mock her of loving him. He took her under his wing and taught her well. He cared about her when no one else had. She brushed her tail away as it hung loosely over her seat. She sighed again and got up to go take a shower.

She got out of the shower drying her blood stained hair as she heard someone enter her room. Grabbing her sword she stepped out. “Who ever is there, I’m warning you, I will kill you!” She took a step forward and in one moment her sword was gone. She gasped as she looked down at her empty hands. She was only wearing a towel, which wasn’t very good in her predicament. “Damnit,” she cursed under her breath. She started making her way towards her sleeping chamber where she had her clothes. However, in one moment, she was stripped of her towel as well. She instinctively wrapped her tail around herself trying to cover any part she could. She made a mad dash towards her bedroom, but whoever was in her room was clearly stronger than she. However, she didn’t make it far when she ran into Freeza, in his final form. She gasped again and then smiled. “Nice form.”

She stood back from him allowing her tail to sway freely in the air as she admired his full body. Freeza looked her up and down, “Not so bad yourself.” Seirra blushed. Freeza laughed, “Sorry I just had to scare you, and it was perfect timing.” He laughed again, “Go get some clothes, Seirra, we have some training to do.”

Seirra left to put on some clothes. She threw on a long-sleeved black sweater and a black fighting skirt. She put on her boots and strapped her sword on. She pinned her hair up since it was still wet and headed over to the gravity machine with Freeza.

As they fought Seirra questioned him, “So when did you turn into your final form?”

“Today while I was training earlier. I need to make sure I am used to this body. Plus I decided that it would be best to kill Vegeta in this form, at least it will make his death more honorable.”

Seirra smiled, “It will also make it faster.”

“Oh well, the sooner, the better.”

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ALLLLLLL done with Chapter 4. Tell me, was that even interesting? LOL, it’s kinda short, but oh well, I had fun writing it. Wow, Vegeta is certainly confusing himself now. He doesn’t even know whether he loves Bulma or not. And as we saw in his flash back, he was told that love is weakness from his father. And now we have Vegeta teaming up with Gohan. So now, the question is when is Vegeta going to admit his feeling for Bulma? We all know he is capable of caring, it’s just a matter of him showing it. And why is Seirra suddenly having second thoughts about slaying Vegeta? And, well, do you all want a special part (short chapter) about Seirra? Ok, you gotta e-mail me your answer to that question. Until next time, WHEN DESTINIES COLLIDE: CHAPTER 5!

~*~Laura~*~