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(( I'm bored, I thought of something, so I'm going ahead and just writing this out. It's a post based around that DBZ AU rp idea located in a post at the bottom of the list. ))

Setting: Space; somewhere in the galaxy. This is after the Android Saga, but in this case Bejiita defeated them and everyone else, including killing Gokou.
Ages: Bejiita = 34, Saika = 31, Buruma = 32 (chibi Trunks would be born), Gohan = 10.
Type: Open to anyone.



Out of sight and out of mind, that was the principle of not thinking about something or someone. Bejiita found himself bored now that he had yet to find someone worth his time and skill. Kakarotto was gone, defeated several weeks ago after Bejiita himself had dispatched with the Jinzouningen on Earth-sei.

He'd even dealt with the remaining Z Senshi like they were nothing- damaging the pride of each and every one of them by leaving them all for dead without killing them. 'Those pathetic excuses for warriors were nothing at all.' he scowled. Since that day, he'd returned to Capsule Corp and taken a space ship to find somewhere more worth his time.

The defeat of Kakarotto and the other Z Senshi had easily reawakened his old self, and in such he'd gone about the destruction of the Chikyuu-jin civilizations in the manner the Jinzouningen would have done themselves. The fact that they all fell so easily had only fouled his mood and was what drove him to leave.

So far his search was becoming futile- no one could match his power. At least until he reached a specific section of the galaxy and ran into an Ice-jin army garrison. He had thought that all of those had been broken down, but seeing as he was wrong... His lips upturned into a sadistic little grin. 'Maybe that lot could prove useful...'

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(( EDIT: 3-22. Okay, I'm rearranging this post into different posts for the two characters. >.> ))

While waiting for the Earthen hunk of junk spaceship to land on the planet, Bejiita set himself to a bit of working out at several hundred times Earth-sei's normal gravity level. By the time he'd landed, though, he'd barely broken a sweat. This is ridiculous.. the prince grumbled as he pulled his armor back on.

With a glance to the console, he found the readings at least intriguing. The gravity pull was at least 10 times that of Earth-sei, and everything else gave it a feeling similar to Bejiita-sei. 'Hm..'

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Flying a low altitude and continuing to suppress her ki, the princess closed in on the landing site. 'Mitsuketa, Beji-niisan.'

(( "Found you" ))

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(( Insert my s**t-tastic Bejiita rp ability here. ))

With the ramp finally lowered, the prince promptly exited by using his ki to simply lower himself to the ground. As his boots touched the earth, a small cloud of light dust circled out from the impact of both his ki and himself. As this dust settled at his feet, he looked around at the landscape. And frowned. 'Ragh, that stupid, so-called 'computer' landed me nowhere near the base!'

It wasn't as if he couldn't just easily find which way to go by searching out the massive amount of congregated ki.....

With a huff, he dropped his arms to his sides and prepared to take to the air- until his senses caught wind of an approaching, meager ki. 'Well now, I wonder if this is what they consider their welcoming committee..'

(**30-some odd years later**)

And then he opened his eyes. Dirty everywhere. Dirt in his mouth, dirty in his eyes, dirt up his nose. Dirt dirt dirt. Rensou HATED dirt.

Wait a minute....dirt? Why was he under dirt? Why wasn't he in dirt...wasn't he just...

Enraged, he flared up his ki around him, blowing up a rather large hole in the ground. As he went to get up, the light was blotted out. Looking up, he glanced at a large chunk of rock falling onto him. "What the..." he had time to blurt out before the stone fell on top of him.

He slowly pushed it up with his hands, still stunned at this rapid succession of suprings scenarios (mwua ha ha, ph33r my alliteration). As he floated up from the hole, he tossed the rock in front of him. As it feel, he noticed that it wasn't a rock, but a statue. And it looked familiar...

Wait a minute, it was HIM? "What the ******** is going on here?"

"It worked. Praise be it worked! Our savior has returned!"

Blinking slightly at the sudden outburst behind him, he spun around to face the source of the noise. A squat man with an elaborate headdress stood before him. He was Kerojin...the race he had saved when he destroyed the icejin group he had been stationed with. "What the hell am I doing back here?"

"Praise be, Savior, we ressurected you so that you may once again save us from the armies that plague our existance!"

In the blink of an eye, Rensou was face to face with the Kerojin, his body raised into the air as Rensou grasped his shirt and hoisted him up. "And why, exactly, did nobody bother to ask me if I wanted to come back?"

"Surely our grand Savior would have no problems saving us once more, as you did thirty years ago..."

"I didn't do it to save your planet, I did it to save Sathra..."

"Aye, tis much unfortunate that she died shortly after."

"So why the hell would I save you?"

"Out of the kindness of your heart?"

"Sorry bud, you cashed all that in last time, I only do a good deed once a millenia..."

"Oh please sir, the Icejins have returned to enslave us..we cower in fear awaiting the day someone will save us all..."

Sighing, Rensou unceremoniously dropped the man on the floor. "See, that's you people's problem. You always rely on other people. Where are these supposed Icejins?"

"Well, sir, your outburst in erupting from your grave has attracted them right behind you..."

Once again, Rensou sighed. Why were people always BEHIND him. It was getting annoying. As he turned to look, he was shocked to not see a single Icejin. They were amorphous blobs. BLOBS! What the hell?

He could feel voices in his head, constantly chanting "fear, fear, fear."

"Sorry boys, after death you really don't have much else to fear..." he replied, a flash of ki erupting from his eyes as he stared. Their minds were opening up to his. They were psychics, and they probed their enemies minds to appear to be what they feared most. For the Kerojins, it was the Icejins. To Rensou, it was nothing. Just the ugly blobs that they naturally are. "You morons...these aren't Icejins..."

With another flash of ki across his eyes, the extremely weak blobs exploded.

"Well, that was fun...um...you know what, screw you guys, I'm going home..."

"I hope, Savior, that by home you don't mean Vegeta-sei."

Rensou paused mid-stride at this statement. "Yes, yes I do. Why wouldn't I?"

"Because it has been destroyed."

"WHAT???"

"Yes, shortly after you perished in your valient fight against the Icejins, Furiza blew it up...though if you are having thoughts of vengence it has been reported that not only him but his father and brother have been destroyed."

"Drat...now what do I do?"

"You could stay with us ******** that s**t, I'm out of here..."

The blob's spaceship was being more or less showcased to the entire planet in the center of the capital. Which, of course, was about 2 miles from where Rensou was buried. It was rather simple in design, of course, it was piloted by Blobs. It couldn't be too complicated.

There was an interesting command, however. Random planet. That was smart...but then again, from what he could tell, the blobs were quite sufficient in withstanding almost any type of environment, despite their insane weakness.

"Eh, good enough as any, I suppose." He pressed the button. A name flashed across the main screen. "Warning, destination Furiza planet 5 (wow, same planet as Kit and Veggies...my what a convenient plot device..i mean coincidence!). Do you wish to continue?" Rensou, of course, did. "Yes." The ship turned dark as the engines kicked on, then shot off into the sky. "Furiza Planet Five....man what a horrid name...Here I come..."

Rensou was suprised at the relative short distance between the Kerojin's planet and his random destination. The scanners on the ship were going crazy. "Warning: Furiza controlled planet. Warning: High Power Levels Detected. Warning: You ******** are gonna die."

Rensou had to laugh at the last warning, obviously the computer was smarter than the Blobs that programmed it. All in all, the trip was going to take an hour at most. That meant he had about twenty minutes before he arrived. It gave him some time to think about what he was going to do.

His race was dead. His friends, his family...wait...scratch that. He didn't exactly have any. And it was thirty years in the future...everyone he knew was dead.

Then again, most of the people he KNEW were on Vegeta-sei. And that was gone. As well as the rest of the Saiyajins.

But...he woldn't get to exact any revenge...the Icejins were dead as well. But...who had the power to defeat them? A massive army? An unstoppable force? An investigation would have to commence. Bless Kami that he wasn't an idiot like most saiyajins were.

The planet was nearing, and he noticed that there had been a ship had been through earlier. No defenses, no signs of struggle...the planet must be deserted, or at least not in the permanant war-like state....

"Attenion unidentified ship. Slow down and state your name and purpose or you will be shot down."

Rensou glanced around for the "Stop" button, or the "slow down" button, or even the "turn the ******** autopilot off" button. Needless to say, he found none of them.

"Uh...I can't..."

"We repeat, slow down, or you will be shot down."

They didn't hear him. Great, the com-link didn't work. Did they even HAVE ONE.

"This is your last chance, buster. SLOW DOWN."

Rensou didn't even both responding. No point in doing so. However, his eyes fell upon a button plainly marked "Shields."

"Commencing fire, you're going down b*****d..." As he pressed down the shields button, he felt the ship begin to rock as fire assaulted him from the planets surface.

For a short while, Rensou was impressed by the shields. That feeling went away when the lights dimmed and the ship suddenly rocked. Warning sirens blared and a giant message reading "THE SHIP DONE GOT BLOWN UP" flashed across the screen.

Despite the fact that the ship's computer was ******** awesome, it didn't stop the fact that the ship was now not flying...but falling. Luckily, the speed had allowed him to at least reach teh atmosphere.

Rensou definately was not going down in a Blob ship, so he clentched his fists and flared up his ki. He was shocked at how quickly his power level rose, and also how high it was getting. He must have gotten a LOT stronger in the afterlife...

Unleashing a burst of energy, he blew a hole in the roof of the ship and flew out of it, and watched as the wreckage fell towards the planet. However, flaring his ki up that much would undoubtably attract attention. He concentrated and tried to force his ki level down as he began to head towards the planet surface. As he landed, he glanced around, studying to landscape to see if he could hide out until things blew over. A small outcropping of rocks led into a small cave, and he dashed in there to wait it out. The ship had crashed a few miles to the west, so hopefully whoever came out to search would pass him by.

Rensou was right. He could feel Icejins troops heading off in the direction of the ship. "Excellent...they'll group around there...I'll keep my ki low and sneak up to them and take them ALL out. Hopefully, the stupid ship won't explode or anything and take away all my fun..."

Sure, Icejins were quite powerful...but Rensou could feel the new power deep within him. Sure, he had done training in the afterlife, they held tournaments every once and a while and Rensosu planned on showing those afterlife idiots just how strong a Saiyajin warrior was. But...he didn' tknow he had gotten THIS strong. He felt incredible.

He was getting ready to sneak out of the cave when he felt two familiar ki signatures. He couldn't pinpoint who...but they felt...Saiyajin? Where there still...Saiyajin?

They got their fast. He began making his way towards the front of the cave to peer out. He didn't want to go out charging...a lot could have happened in the last thirty years, he didn't want to charge into anything. And their ki signature seemed strong, even though it wasn't high.

He looked out and spotted a woman. Rather short, wild hair...and tail! She WAS saiyajin. He began to wonder what to say if he got out, but then she motioned towards the cave. A surge of ki from above shocked him and soon dust and rock were kicking up all over. He raised his ki quickly to prevent any damage.

Looking through the darkness he saw whoever had fired land on the ground next to the girl. The hair....that hair!!!!

Rensou stood up and stepped through the swirling dust, his tail softly fluttering behind him. "Prince...Prince Vegeta?" The hair was unmistakable...the swagger, the poster, the pose...it was him. Only, of course, 30 years older. He didn't know right away who the girl next to him was...she didn't look familiar. But they were both saiyajin.

Should he bow? It was the prince...but there was no planet. No Vegeta-sei. And how many Saiyajins were left? Plus, Rensou had died...that kinda excluded him from formalities, right?

Right?

The tattered clothes on his body were extremely casual, and compared to the two regal-looking saiyajins in front of him he was sure that he looked like pond-scum...but once again...he had just risen from the ******** dead. Dammit, that gains SOME respect, right?

Right?

Rensou masked the suprise on his face as he stood across from the two Saiyajins. He doubted either of them would have old enough to know about him. to have heard about him...his reputation...sweet, a chance to start anew! But...there weren't any saiyajins left...were these the last three saiyajins in the galaxy? The universe?

His tail wrapped around his waist as he folded his arms behind his back, relaxing them in case the two got any more violent. His ki was lowered, yet ready to flare up push came to shove...

"Pardon me for my informalities...but...how can I explain this...um...what has happened in the last thirty years? What has become of our people, Prince Vegeta?"

Rensou strained and contained the impulse to roll his eyes at something he already knew. He was about to respond, telling him such, when some officers of the icejin army appeared, guns pointed at him. His ki flared up a bit, but he once again fought back instincts, this time to take them out.

He was taken aback a bit by the commanding tone the female lashed out with. It wasn't unlike the Prince's himself...



Rensou scanned her up and down briefly, and hopefully quickly, before answering. "Hourensou..." he stated, his eyes locking in with hers. "Age..." he paused a bit...not exactly sure what to answer. How old WAS he really? He didn't age in the afterlife...but he HAD been there thirty years. Should he say sixty? Should he say thirty? "Well, that part is complicated." That was probably enough information for now. If they wanted more they could ask.

He paused a bit, still trying to figure out who this woman was. She intrigued him to no end. "And who, pray tell, are you?"

He was trying. Trying really really hard. At what? Keeping his jaw from dropping to the floor. That was something he would expect from the prince! Not this girl...who had STILL neglected to answer his question. A snarl was beginning to stretch across his face as she powered up and flew away.



Presentable? PRESENTABLE?

Ok, Rensou had to give him that one. He did look like crap. What, with him being clothed in some random garments that he had found back on the Kerojin's planet...and the fact that it wasn't necessarily built for an exciting and daring escpae from a downed spacecraft...some new clothes would be quite welcome.



His sister? HIS SISTER?? That was the Princess??? For a brief moment, Rensou feeled sick...until he figured out that, due to how long he was dead, they were more or less the same age now, which quickly drained any and all thoughts of ***** from his mind. Then again, that didn't change the fact that she was royalty...which now explained her attitude and how power level.

As the two began to fly off, Rensou waited for them to (hopefully) be outside of ear-shot...and began his traditional rant.

"Well excuuuuuuuse me for finding her attractive. It's not everyday you meet the female of your species whom you believed to be completely exploded. My bad.

"And my superiors? Who died and made YOU TWO kings (other than the entire race)? Last I checked, we were the only ones left, quite a kingdom you got their ********. You two can kiss my recently reincarnated BUTT for all I care before I call you two my superiors. You can slap my a** and call my Tora before I'll bow before your formally-royal butts."

He crossed his arms over his chest and pouted a bit, feeling actually much better after getting that off his chest. With a flare of ki, he too joined the remains of his race in the air, exerting a little extra energy in order to catch up to them, though he stayed a short distance behind the two. No sense in provoking their anger...at least not yet.

The flight back to...where ever it was they were heading was quiet. And there was a distint lack of energy being hurtled in his general direction. That means they hadn't heard what he said, which was most likely very very good. He had just found two memebrs of his supposedly dead race! The last thing he needed was to start fighting with them. At least, not before he learned about what happened while he was dead.

As he arrived the two royal Saiyajins stormed off to....somehwere. He wasn't familiar with the area, for obvious reasons, so he was quite peeved to be left alone. "Oh hi, nice to meet you to...blah blah blah...sure I was never one for small talk but STILL..."

A group if icejins came up to him and he glared them down, flaring his ki around him. The icejins, shocked, scurried away, leaving him alone to wander around. Where the hell was he supposed to go anyway?

He felt the flaring ki of the royals, and decided to head off in that direction. It was very brief, but he was able to zero in on it. He took his time getting down there, two flaring kis between royal siblings? Rensou wanted NO part of that. Again, didn't feel like feeling with the remains of his race.

As he finally neared in, he witnessed the two storm out of a room, the Princess heading in his direction while the Prince heading in another. As the Princess heading towards him, he ducked around a corner and composed himself. He was still wearing his ratty clothing...yeah, great for an impression. Sighing, he he composed himself again to double check, then stepped out and around the corner.

"Princess Saika..." he said, his voice giving off a sense of suprise. He bowed before her as she approached, displaying a sense of respect that seemed nonexistant around Vegeta. "My apologies for not recognizing you sooner...the last time I saw you was many years ago...You were an infant at the time..."

As he stood up, a soft smile spread across his face. "I'm afraid I'm not exactly familiar with our surroundings, and I'll be damned if I let those icejins show me around...perhaps you could show me where I could get a change of clothes? And some food, too. I haven't eaten in..."

How long HAD it been since he last ate. You didn't exactly need to eat when dead, despite the fact that his saiyajin hunger stayed, he found no real use in doing it. He spent most of his time in the afterlife...

And then realized he had just spaced out. "In quite a long time..." He said, a little embarrassed.