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Description
Name: Ophelia
Age: 22
Connection: Vegeta's mother, King vegeta's lifemate
Species: Sayin
Her power is low, she can't turn super sayin, she has no tale because her adoptive parents which are tsuffels cut it off.

Ok well i've had this story in my head for at least a year now, and its only just started to come onto paper. I've done alot of reasearch for this story by watching any episode which tells the story of Planet Vegeta and the movie Bardock. I have tried very hard to fit it in with how Lord Frieza comes into it, so basically Opheila doesn't survive at the end of the story, because she wasn't mention in dbz.

And heres a little snippet of how Ophelia and King Vegeta meet.

Ophelia was dumped onto the ground in a heap, the two sayins untied her bonds and she rubbed her wrists trying to get the blood back into them. Already embaressed for being carried around like a sack of vegetables, she was trying very hard to keep her temper in check. The only thing she remembered was the small knife hidden in her hair.
She heard a deep rumble of laughter from above her and she turned to look up at another male sayin seated upon a richly ornate throne covered in silver. He was smiling but it never seemed to reach his eyes, Ophelia really noticed him then. He was the most handsomest male she had ever seen, dark brown hair spiked around his head, a matching beard framed his features which appeared cold and harsh, this one was different from the other sayins, she noticed. Although she knew they were a powerful species this one seemed to be emitting power from just sitting there.
"Does madam apporve?" She heard him say, in a rich velvet tone. She didn't say anything back to him but blushed for he had obviously noticed that she had been boldly assessing him. He saw that blush and laughed once more.
"Let me go, i have nothing of value to you!" Ophelia tried pleading.
"But madam you do...you have that lovely body of yours to keep me company this night." He simply told her. Ophelia stood slowly and took a few steps toward him, never leaving her eyes from his, her hand reached out and slapped him soundly in the room filled with sayins.

Description
Name: Ophelia
Age: 22
Connection: Vegeta's mother, King vegeta's lifemate
Species: Sayin
Her power is low, she can't turn super sayin, she has no tale because her adoptive parents which are tsuffels cut it off.

Ok well i've had this story in my head for at least a year now, and its only just started to come onto paper. I've done alot of reasearch for this story by watching any episode which tells the story of Planet Vegeta and the movie Bardock. I have tried very hard to fit it in with how Lord Frieza comes into it, so basically Opheila doesn't survive at the end of the story, because she wasn't mention in dbz.

And heres a little snippet of how Ophelia and King Vegeta meet.

Ophelia was dumped onto the ground in a heap, the two sayins untied her bonds and she rubbed her wrists trying to get the blood back into them. Already embaressed for being carried around like a sack of vegetables, she was trying very hard to keep her temper in check. The only thing she remembered was the small knife hidden in her hair.
She heard a deep rumble of laughter from above her and she turned to look up at another male sayin seated upon a richly ornate throne covered in silver. He was smiling but it never seemed to reach his eyes, Ophelia really noticed him then. He was the most handsomest male she had ever seen, dark brown hair spiked around his head, a matching beard framed his features which appeared cold and harsh, this one was different from the other sayins, she noticed. Although she knew they were a powerful species this one seemed to be emitting power from just sitting there.
"Does madam apporve?" She heard him say, in a rich velvet tone. She didn't say anything back to him but blushed for he had obviously noticed that she had been boldly assessing him. He saw that blush and laughed once more.
"Let me go, i have nothing of value to you!" Ophelia tried pleading.
"But madam you do...you have that lovely body of yours to keep me company this night." He simply told her. Ophelia stood slowly and took a few steps toward him, never leaving her eyes from his, her hand reached out and slapped him soundly in the room filled with sayins.