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The Princess of Saiyans

Bulla Briefs, daughter of Prince Vegeta, runs away from home. She was brutally rejected by her long time crush, Son Pan. Now she finds herself at the headquarters for the Galactic Patrol. Join Bulla on her journey of self discovery, and her desire for power. And of course, being a reincarnation helps her since she just so happens to be so knowledgeable…

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Chapter 1, Age 799

The hue in the atmosphere was a dark red, painted with evil. Everywhere, nowhere, who knows really? All I know is that this being in front of me has to die. This aura makes my skin crawl. And those eyes. I've never seen such bloodlust. I am the High Commander and number 1 Galactic Patroller, but now I know fear. Me, feeling fear? The Princess Of All Saiyan's? What a joke.

I stand tall, arrogant in my demeanor. I cannot afford to look weak in front of my brethren. My pride runs too deep. I push my energy higher, letting my blue aura grow to an even darker shade. With ethereal lightning dancing around me, my form feels truly divine. I smirk, and start walking forward, towards this evil creature.

It looks at me, it's tail swaying as if in tandem with mine. It starts laughing loudly, pooling my being with dread. It stops after awhile, and looks at me again, a sword appearing in its grasp, and says one word," Janemba."

Present, Age 792

"Gasp." I shoot upright. I look around, fearing something. I shakily jump up, looking for it, whatever it is. I recall dreaming, something, or someone. It's as if evil itself was looking at me, peering into my soul.

Just then my door slams open, and my father is standing there, hair golden, and eyes dangerous. He glances around my room, tense, looking ready to kill something. His aura increases, spreading around my room completely. Even the ground is trembling, as if it's afraid as well. All I can do is stand there, shaking in fear.

He then looks at me, directly in my eyes, eyes softening a bit," Bulla, what's wrong? I felt your energy fluctuate, and I feel your fear." I shakily shake my head and run to my dad, hugging him tightly, still trembling.

"Just a dream, daddy. It felt real though," I whisper. His arms encircle me, holding me tight. "Hmph, a dream? Well if I was in your dream then whatever scared you would be dead. No one messes with the daughter of Vegeta, not even a dream."

I smile, and pull back shakily. I close my eyes and breathe deeply, calming my energy. After a moment of this, I smirked at him. "Dad, honestly, I feel like You are overprotective this morning. What's up? Mom got you irritated about something?"

"Hmph, just that idiot Kakarot. I was sparring and suddenly felt your energy. You never show your energy unless for a reason. Acting weak doesn't suit you."

I stare for a moment, and raise my eyebrow arrogantly. "So what, you want me to just walk around strutting my stuff? I'd rather not advertise myself. Super Saiyan God or not. And I can't even control it properly. I'm too young, but I'm getting the hang of it."

He scoffs,"And what, do tell, do you consider getting the hang of. 5 seconds isn't getting the hang of it." I just smirk, my hair flashing red as well as my eyes, but they return to normal immediately.

"And? I'm the youngest Super Saiyan Goddess alive, father. Due to you and mom having me after you started using divine energy. So shouldn't we be even more arrogant?"

He chuckles at me, shaking his head. "Indeed, you are definitely my daughter. Spoken like the Princess of the Saiyan race. Now, get ready, today is your birthday. Many things are planned, and knowing you, you want to do something outrageous to remember this day."

I nod, grinning widely. "Of course daddy. Why wouldn't I do something crazy. I always aim to please," I say proudful. I start walking towards my bathroom, and he silently leaves. I grin again, thinking of the day to come. 'Maybe a prank or two won't hurt,' I think absently. I stare at the contents that I bought yesterday sitting on my sink. I grin again, and take the black hair dye, ready for my first phase. Nobody said Saiyan hair can't be dyed.

AUTHOR NOTE

A slow pace for me on this one. Start with a future conflict with a tease, and go to present time, and thus this is the beginning of the story. She is turning 12 by the way. And don't worry, background information will be included within, but not all at the same time. This story model is the best I have come up with after writing with different pen names. Still developing so sorry for any mistakes. I am slowly going to release the chapters, but I won't drop this one. I will try and get a schedule going, as long as I'm not dead tired after work every day.