His Saiyan Queen [Complete]

Planet 371

"What do you mean he left? Where the hell did he go? Why were we not informed?" Vegeta scowled, grabbing the small messenger Saiyan by his neck and holding him against the wall.

Hela leaned against the castle wall, watching it unfold. They had been back on Planet Vegeta for two hours and their King was missing. Apparently he left a week prior to a faraway planet circling star three. The story made no sense to the Saiyan woman. A king does not leave like that. Currently, Kakarot and Bardock were both in separate rooms with other castle staff. Some of them were hiding something, Hela could feel it. Their grey-haired king could be in trouble.

"Enough," Hela said, standing beside Vegeta.

He stopped punching the Saiyan and let go. The two watched the weakling fall to the floor. There was a scowl on the princes face and they knew he was furious. Hela walked to him, putting a soft hand on his shoulder.

"He went to planet 371," the pipsqueak Saiyan said once he regained his breath.

"Then we go," Hela stated, not breaking eye contact with Vegeta.

"Prepare a ship," Prince Vegeta snapped.

He ran off quickly. Shaking her head, Hela leaned against the wall. Vegeta crossed his arms and looked at his wife. There was tension in the air but Hela knew it wasn't caused by her. Kakarot barrels through the entrance not two minutes later, a confused look on his face.

"Why is everyone in such a rush?" Kakarot questioned.

"The king decided to leave off planet and tell very few," Hela explained.

"That sounds bad,"

Vegeta turned to Kakarot, "of course it's bad you idiot!"

"Hey, I didn't do anything,"

"You don't have to do much to be an idiot," Vegeta snapped.

"Calm down boy," Hela grinned, "the ship will be ready shortly."

Hela was right. Less than an hour went by before they were climbing into another ship and getting ready to leave. Kakarot was coming with them. They left Bardock and Raditz to make sure there planet doesn't go to shit while their gone. Hela was pilot for this trip.

The journey was, least to say, boring. Prince Vegeta spent most of his time going over strategies and mumbling to himself about yelling at his father when he finds him. Kakarot cleaned the gun he brought with him and trained when he could. Hela and Kakarot would switch off piloting so the other could train too.

"We're here," Hela states, looking at the planet in front of them.

It looked boring. Plain and brown, there were no defining features to this planet. It was a low valued planet with little known life forms, let alone smart life forms. Vegeta took control and landed on a canyon, high above the sea level. Not there was any sea in sight. Their water source was supposed to be an underground, glacier source.

"Why on earth is he here? Why can't I find his energy signature, hand me a scouter damn it," Vegeta cursed at Kakarot.

Putting on a scouter, Vegeta looked around the planet surface, "there's nothing here!"

Hela grabbed the scouter from her husbands head, putting on the scouter. He was right. There were little to no power on this planet. It was dust. Kakarot flew into the air and looked around.

"Uh guys,"

"What are you blabbering about?" Vegeta scowled.

"There's a giant sand storm coming,"

Hela took off the scouter and looked at what Kakarot was talking about. Indeed, there was a sandstorm coming. Handing the scouter to Kakarot as he landed, Hela began walking back to the ship.

"Where are you going?" Vegeta snapped.

"Inside," hela stated, "the sandstorm must be interfering with the signal. We will let it pass and look for your father when it calms down,"

Vegeta grumbled but agreed. Kakarot walked inside with Hela and sat down on a chair, eating a nutrient bar. Hela grabbed it from his hand and ate it.

"Hey!" Kakarot shouted, "I was eating that,"

"Yeah, it's pretty good too; I see why you'd want it,"

Vegeta walked in and grabbed the second nutrient bar that Kakarot was reaching for. He looked like he wanted to cry. Hela let out a laugh as Kakarot watched Vegeta eat the bar he wanted.