Vegeta smirked at hearing his old title, as the rest of the Saiyan men, stood in shock at hearing her weak voice calling Vegeta,

"Meira of Vegeta, " he nodded his head, lifting his hand to his chest, acknowledging her the traditional Saiyan way. She shakily shifted onto her knees and bowed to the prince. Bulma stood watching her husband's form and looked at his gaze that did not seem interested in the fact that the woman was naked, it did not unsettle her any less. She was a Saiyan, young and toned, yet still maintained a good amount of curves, Bulma was sure that it held some sort of appeal to the prince of what was left of their race.

"Trunks, your blazer please," she requested, taking it from him, she walked towards the Saiyan girl and tried to put it around her, not before the already shaken girl's instincts caused her to  almost attack her. Luckily Vegeta caught her fist before she could land her first punch,

"It's okay, allow her to dress you," He said and let go of her hand, letting Bulma dress her obediently. Her limbs shook as she tried to move them, trying to stand, she looked at her body in disdain, not used to feeling weak. Vegeta saw this,

"Your body will not be accustomed to moving, it has not moved in a very long time," he stated, Meira's eyes widened,

"...What do y-you mean, my lord? It's been only a month... I received orders to recuperate and rendezvous with Radditz here, until further instruction," she said, her mind slowly registering that Prince Vegeta seemed a bit older than he should be, if that were true. The Saiyans slowly turned to look at her knowing that she was decent. Meira's mind started going into overdrive trying to think of the possibility of being out of commission for longer than she was supposed to. What had transpired since she was last awake? She took a stressed deep breath blue-haired woman's scent caught her attention,

"She is your m-mate," she said sounding shocked, Vegeta nodded, and she smelt the oddly shaped robe that had been placed around her,

"You s-sired an heir... from an alien..." observed sounding almost disgusted, but shocked more than anything else, at this Vegeta and Trunks's eyes widened, Bulma looked furious, while Son men looked as if they were trying to not laugh,

"Listen here, missy, the only aliens are you, monkeys, you happen to be on Earth and I happen to be from here. You aren't!" Bulma shouted, Meira glared and Vegeta frowned at the comment and quickly stood between them,

"Who did you just call a monkey," Meira growled at the term, sick of having to be called that by all of Frieza's men, and now this weak, blue-furred alien,

"Meira, stand down, she is my mate and therefore my equal. I have selected her. Therefore, she is your superior. Bulma, don't call us that." he said sounding winded. Bulma moved to argue some more but was cut off, by Meira gasp, 

"Half-breeds," she whispered, turning towards the group of z fighters, only noticing their scents then, she was confused having smelt only full Saiyans just a moment before. She then looked around and then she saw the state of the recovery room, the broken tanks, then the bodies,

"M-M-My sisters," she whispers, in disbelief, trying to crawl to them. The z fighters' eyes widened and then saddened at realizing the situation that this girl was now in...
"W-Why aren't they m-moving? My lord, please, help me check their vitals, " She asked trying to hide the fear in her voice,

"It is of no use," Vegeta said squatting to her eye- level,

"Their battle on this plane is over, they now wage war with the rest of our ancestors in the next plane as all great warriors do. May they grow from victory to victory," Vegeta whispered words that he thought he would never have to say again, words that all Saiyans say went sending one of their own off, as he put a hand on her shoulder, Goku and Bulma noticed that his hand was shaking slightly as he did so. The girl shook her in disbelieve, Vegeta squeeze her shoulder forcing her to look into his eyes, the lack of discete and sorrow could be seen deep within its darkness, she gasped in realization. 

"May they grow from victory to victory" she said, her voice cracking a little when she did. She felt her eyes well up and turned her head the best she could so that the prince would not see her tears. She could not stand how weak and helpless she felt at that moment, the fact that it was in front of Prince Vegeta only made it worse. She felt his hand shaking on her shoulder and understood that he too was struggling to maintain his composure as well.

Vegeta got up, took Bulma's hand, and walked out, not before looking over his shoulder for everyone else to follow him and give her some time alone.

The z-fighters all made their way out of the ship. Then looked at Vegeta for an explanation. He sighed,

"As you all know, she is a Saiyan, the last full Saiyan female." he started and crossed his arms,

"She and the rest of the women in the ship are what is left of what used to be the best female warrior fleet. They were known for being the right arm of the royal family. When Frieza destroyed planet Vegeta, he made sure that they were on a mission, when they found out and came to avenge our planet, Frieza threatened them with my life. They had no option but to work under him as well," he continued, clutching his fists not proud of being a tool in that monster's sick plan, Goku frowned at the mention of Frieza's name, and the rest listened attentively,

"For my life, he made them do unsightly things. He rendered most of them to unwilling breeding mares," Vegeta growled, clenching his fists, the z fighters stood in shock to hear the horrors that the Saiyan race had to endure in further detail,

"Their cries and screams soon bellowed throughout Frieza's ships' fleets, as their numbers dwindled, the conception of pure Saiyan offspring was prohibited, which caused many to choose to manually render themselves infertile, much to Frieza's enjoyment, others took revenge by ending their half-breed offspring existences as soon as they left their bodies," Bulma put her hand to her mouth as she paled at the thought, they remembered her reaction to the half Saiyans and understood why Meira had difficulty understanding their existence, 

"They only were sent on suicide missions, the strongest were the only ones to return. Frieza did anything to try to get us to all just die out,"

"Eventually, Frieza realized that sending them out on those kinds of missions was making them too strong, only then discovering that a Saiyan gets stronger from every battle they faced, he forbid them from ever engaging in battle, which was met by great resistance. We started seeing the last eight of them less and less. Then they just disappeared. That brings me to the eight tanks we saw on the ship,"

"Meira, worked closely with Frieza, being one of the strongest and smartest. She seemed to be most willing to be used as a pawn for my life's sake. However, I never saw her pregnant like the rest of the warrior fleet. I believe that was because she was most valuable, far too valuable to use to breed and keep her off the battlefield, she was a tacticle general and won Frieza countless planets, some said that if we had the technology to travel between galaxies, she would have concurred even more. She made it very clear that she did everything because my life was at stake, but that never took away from her. She was truly an accomplished Saiyan, respected by many. A role model to most children growing up in that flying piece of hell, myself included. In fact, she was older than me at some point. " Vegeta chuckled at the memory of looking up to her and her strength as if it were unattainable, while everyone gasped,

"If I am correct she must have been on the ship for just over 25 years, Frieza must have trapped them all in their healing tanks, by giving them all missions that they needed to recuperate for," Vegeta said,

"But why?" Goku asked,

"Not to sound heartless, but why didn't he just kill them, it's out of Frieza's character to let them live," Goku said, Gohan looked at his father, who was deep in thought, his face was so serious was not a common occurrence when he was not in the middle of a duel,

"Hmm, you are right, he must have tried at some point, because the tanks were smashed," Bulma said, holding her chin in thought. Vegeta could not think of an answer,

"That's because he could not," everyone's head spun around to see Meira leaning against the entrance of the ship, her eyes red and lips chapped. The men averted their gaze when they noticed that Trunks's blazer was not doing enough to cover her bustline,

"Something happened on one of the 8's most dangerous missions... Something miraculous could be heard over the Scouters, but when asked about it, we were all too vague. Lord dipshit, had suspicions and fears...Which grew once he noticed our secrecy, " she said, her knees once again giving out as she slide down the wall,

"So he must have secretly sentenced us to our deaths, tricking us to stay in those godforsaken tanks, one by one, we would all get into them, unknowing of our fate," she turned her head as her eyes started tearing once more,

"Taking each of their lives, one by one, using the process of elimination, fueling his fears, discarding his most strong warriors in their weakened states-" she paused to breathe, as she tried to choke back a sob,

"Knowing full well that, if his assumption was correct, one could have prevented the deaths of all-" she wiped away her tears, trying her best from seeing that she was crying,

"Despite how strong he was, and despite how fast he was, he could not escape his most feared legend," Goku and Vegeta's eyes snapped up to meet hers in understanding,

"The legend of the Super Saiyan,"