First of All, I am Vegeta Ch.1 (Patreon)

“So you died.” 

“No shit.” I bit out with a glare at the shadowy figure.

One second, I was on my way to the grocery store; the next, I was dead. I don’t even know what happened.

“Trust me, you don’t want to know.” 

And now the shady bastard is reading my mind. 

“You don’t have a mind. You’re dead.” 

Oh, and he’s a smartass…just fucking dandy! 

The figure snorted out a laugh. “At least I’m alive!” 

“I didn’t even see how I died!” 

“Sounds like a fucking skill issue.” 

“And you aren’t going to tell me?” 

“No, but I’ll do you one better.” 

The figure snapped his fingers, and suddenly, I was looking at a bunch of familiar names from popular media I recognized. 

Avatar: The Last Airbender

Naruto

Dragon Ball 

One Piece

Ned’s Declassified School’s Survival Guide. 

One Punch Man

Jujutsu Kaisen

My Hero Academia 

Fairy Tail

“…Okay, I recognize these titles. But why is Ned there?” 

“Huh?” The figure blinked and floated toward me, taking a peak at the images I was seeing. “Why the fuck is that there?” 

“I just asked you that!” 

“...It’s gotta be Veldora or Rimuru fucking with me. Just ignore that.”  The figure waved off.

“...Okay, so what do I do now?” 

“Well, if you didn’t get the memo, I’m what you would call a R.O.B. Well, in truth I’m the only one that matters.” 

“A R.O.B with an ego.” 

“Don’t all of us have egos?” 

“Fair point. So, Mr. R.O.B, what do you want from me?” 

“I'd appreciate it if you could provide a bit of entertainment. I’ve seen plenty of souls pass by, and I’ve reincarnated more than a few in worlds of their choice. I’m giving you the same choice.” 

So a R.O.B doing R.O.B things…I can work with that. 

“So I can choose from any of the worlds on display?” I asked one last time for certainty, earning a small nod. 

All in all, there wasn’t really a bad choice to be made…except something like JJK. That would end up horribly for me. Unless I ended up with some broken ass ability like adaptation. 

“Do I get to choose my abilities?” 

The shadowy figure shook his head. “There are two methods of reincarnation,” he said, holding up two fingers. “The first is chosen reincarnation, which is being born in a body you can customize to your liking, but this comes at a cost.” 

A cost?” 

“You do not get to choose your own race, and let’s say you choose Naruto. You wouldn’t be able to be born as a member of the Senju clan considering most of them have been wiped out.” 

I see…that really was a massive pain in the ass. 

“What’s the other method?” 

“Random Reincarnation.”  The being shrugged. “Basically, you get inserted into the body of an existing character within the manga. It’s completely random, so if you went to ATLA, you could end up as Aang or the Cabbage Man.” 

“Seriously?!” I blinked in surprise. 

“Mhm, honestly, this version of reincarnation is much less popular, so if you choose it, I will give you a random boon.”

This was all…so much. I honestly didn’t know what to do, or even which world to go to.

There were so many good options, but I didn’t know if I wanted to be thrown into someone else's body. Though I suppose either way, I was going to be thrown into a body that wasn’t mine. 

If I’m gonna be reincarnated, I should try and get as strong as possible and most importantly ensure I don’t die again, espceically not in some random unseen way. 

“Alright, I’ll go to Dragon Ball, and I’ll reincarnate randomly.”

“Are you sure?” The being asked with a head tilt. 

“No, but I’m gonna wing it. The worst I can get is Yamcha, right?” 

“...You are a brave man.” 

“Thank you. Most people call me stupid.” 

“Well, you can be both.” The being laughed and snapped his fingers. 

The area around me began to shine brightly as I felt myself being pulled somewhere else. 

“So you’re going to his body…interesting! I’m certain we’ll meet again. Until then, young prince.” 

Eh, what?

SHING 

— ??? —

I slowly opened my eyes and immediately shot up, clutching my head. 

“Argh!” 

“Seems you have awoken, my Prince.” 

I turned to look at the giant of a man. He was huge and had the largest head I’ve ever seen! More than that, he was wearing familiar battle armor. 

Memories flowed into my head of a life I hadn’t lived. 

What are the fucking odds?! Reincarnated into the body of Vegeta, Prince of All Saiyans. 

“My Prince?” 

“I’m fine, Nappa.” I groaned, pushing my well-muscled body off the ground. 

“That’s great to hear, my Prince. The rabble on this planet were…more annoying than usual.” 

Memories of turning into a great ape on this planet and slaughtering the inhabitants filled my mind. However, I didn’t feel anything. It was as if my feelings were being suppressed.

Was it because I was a battle-hungry saiyan now, or was it outside interference? 

I let out a tired sigh. The questions should come later. With the information I have, I should start planning my first course of action. 

I’m on a three-man team with Raditz and Nappa and work under Freeza. I’m seventeen years old, and Planet Vegeta was destroyed twelve years ago. 

“Nappa, where is Raditz?” 

“Eh…” Nappa trailed off, looking around. “Dunno, he went down somewhere over there.” 

Ah yeah, Raditz can’t control his Great Ape form, and Nappa has minimal control over it compared to Vege-me, who can control it at will. 

I coughed in my hand. “Well, what the hell are you waiting for?! Go get him!” 

“R-Right, Prince Vegeta!” Nappa rubbed the back of his bald head nervously and flew away in the direction he believed Raditz was. 

Good, I needed the time alone to figure things out. 

I held out my hand and began focusing. First things first, I didn’t want to look a fucking idiot when it was time to fly away, so I needed to learn how to control my ki and fly. I recalled the lessons Gohan gave Videl on how flying works and the first step was learning how to bring ki to one place in my body—my hand. 

The memories I received from Vegeta were a huge help in this step and within a few seconds, a purple ball of ki was humming softly within my palm. 

I waved away the blast, and it dissipated. 

“Okay, that’s fucking cool!” 

“[You say something, Vegeta?]” 

I nearly jumped from the surprise. I focused my attention on the scouter over my eye. 

“Nothing, Nappa. Get back to work.” 

“[Right.]” 

I waited for a few moments before removing the scouter from my face and tossing it a few feet away. I needed to focus without distractions or embarrassing myself.

I closed my eyes and began working on bringing the ki to the soles of my feet. It came a little harder than bringing it to my hands, but within half a minute, I could feel my feet slowly parting from the ground. 

I opened my eyes and smiled. I was levitating. I put a little more power into it and shot into the air. 

“This…is something else.” I whispered to myself looking down at the sandy earth beneath me. My gaze went up toward the purple sky and I was tempted to fly around and have a little fun, but quickly reeled myself in. 

I had gotten down to the basics. That was all I needed for now. I could fly like an idiot all I wanted later, but for now, it was strictly business. 

I flew back down to my scouter and grabbed it. Next was figuring out how this thing worked. 

It took me around five minutes to recall all the basic scouter functions with the help of Vegeta’s memories. 

“[Prince Vegeta, I found the runt.]” 

“I’m on my way, Nappa.” I frowned, tapping my scouter and locking onto their power levels. 

Nappa was sitting at three thousand, and Raditz was at four hundred. Since both of them were tired, I’ll give them a pass. I also made a mental note to check my own power level later as I blasted off toward them. 

It took me less than a minute to reach their location as I smoothly touched down. 

I took a good look at Raditz as I walked over to them. He was more than a little bit taller than me, which was annoying, I’ll admit. But more noticeably, he was incredibly shy. As if he was prepared to be berated any second now. 

“We’re done here, aren’t we?” I asked Nappa.

“Everyone’s dead, so we should be.” Nappa nodded. “Freeza’s gonna make a pretty penny off of this beauty.” 

I ignored Nappa’s comment and focused my attention of Raditz who shrunk in himself at my gaze. 

“Can you fight, Raditz?” 

Both Nappa and Raditz looked stunned at my question as both stayed silent. 

“I asked you a question!” 

“Y-Yes! I can, my Prince!” Raditz dropped to a knee and bowed. 

“Good, I have no use for useless Saiyans.” 

“R-Right!” 

“Hmph!” I turned away from the two. “Nappa, call the pods.” 

“Of course, Vegeta. Seems like someone’s having a good day.” I didn’t need to look at him to know the bald Saiyan was grinning. 

I turned back toward them with a shit-eating grin. “Every day as the Prince of All Saiyans is a good day, Nappa. I am Vegeta, and don’t you forget it!”

— Chapter End —

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Author’s Note: Dragon Ball was a huge part of my childhood and it’s quite literally the reason I got into anime. I watched the original series so many times I’ve lost count, and Z and Super will always be W’s. (GT as well, let me give props) So, I’ve decided to have some fun with a Saiyan, more specifically, the Prince of All Saiyans.

I started writing this fic at around the same time as the passing of the legend himself. Rest in Peace, Akira Toriyama, the man who influenced the world to sit back and enjoy anime together.