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Dragon Ball Z fan fiction.
Chapter 1: No Royal Road to Peace
"Where is he, Vegeta?" Goku charged. His nemesis stood not more than twenty feet away, clad in regal garments and with an air of arrogant nobility about him. The larger warrior tightened his muscles until the veins in his arms looked ready to burst.
"What are you talking about, Kakarott?” inquired the royal. “What the hell are you doing here?" The guards protectively surrounding the Prince of the Saiyans did not take their eyes off of the intruder for a split-second.
"You know exactly who I'm talking about, Vegeta! You had no right to kidnap a helpless child! Bulma’s worried sick." Goku glared at the other Saiyan. The lavender-skinned soldiers stiffened at the perceived threat toward the visiting royal.
"Who are you to preach to me what my rights are, you self-righteous lout? King Chrystla makes the laws around here," Vegeta gestured towards said sovereign and then continued, "and he says all offspring belong to their biological fathers. You're on the wrong planet to tell me what to do."
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