As the evil master let his hand glaze inches over the book, the pages flew past, whipping by as his amazing power let him take in every word of the text. Finally, the book came to the end and flipped closed, the information now imbedded into the puppetmaster's brain. On the back, as on the front, it read in large black text: DRAGONBALL Z. Though every one of the characters were powerful and could serve the emperor's purpose well, one stood out from them all, one that made a lasting imprent on the master's mind, one that was more notorious and more cunning and more devious than all the rest.

One known as Vegeta.

The master smiled and let his power flip to the page where Vegeta first appeared, where he was talking to another, one less powerful and more stupid than him, on the planet of Namek. As the page opened up for the master, he let his finger rest on the name, 'Vegeta,' and with a spark of energy, a man formed in front of his face, a short man, with large hair, one that emitted crackeling rays of energy around him.

Now, it was apparent to the master that, even though he did not pick the most powerful being in the anime, he did pick one of the most powerful. This man, even though he did not look very menacing in appearance, could very well match the emperor in brute fighting power. This was not to the master's pleasing. So he did the only logical thing.

He split him into two beings.

The two looked almost exactly alike, except for a few small technicalities. One had red hair and the other black. One had a black robe on, and the other had a yellow. But other than that, they were identical.

"Vegeta P and Vegeta Q," the master named them. "You two shall be my finest generals. As all the plans come together, you two shall be at my sides. My right and left hand men. Come to me now and kneel before me."

The two awoke, and looked to their new master. The each took simultaneous steps forward and knelt down to their knees in front of their master. "Your bidding is our duty, master," they each said at once. "What is your command."

The master only smiled. This was all too perfect.

"My command?" the master giggled. "Oh, my command. Well, first my command is for you two to rest. Save your power, for very soon, I will need you. For the enemy is getting close. Goku and Piccolo are getting close."

"Goku and Piccolo," the two hissed. "Our enemies."

"Yes, my two warriors. They are coming, and it is up to you two to stop them. Though not now. Now you rest."

The two warriors went to either side of the master's throne and knelt to sleep, their sleep light, yet silent.

"Yes, my warriors. Now you sleep. This is all too perfect."