Completely AU, Almost all of the original characters, no mary sue. Archiving permitted, just inform us. DBZ isn't owned by us, we just borrow them.

The /.../ mean it's in Saiyan-go.
The [...] have the translated Japanese words sporadically used.

Dragonball Z
- The Resistance -

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Dedicated to resistance's of al times against oppressors and wrong rulers. Hail freedom!

Prologue

Footsteps echoed as he ran through a tunnel. He found his way outside. A hot sun greeting him as he already sweat. He wiped his brows. Glanced at the liquid clinging to it and gasped. Blood?

He glanced around. Bodies everywhere. He ran past and over them. His own people, something chased him. The sun was blocked as the sky darkened rapidly. Running and running all he could, he still couldn't outrun the threat. The sky suddenly lid up with a glowing yellow red ball, with black hues through it. He found the ones he'd been searching for and shook them. They were dead. All alone he glanced up and cried out in horror as the ball engulfed him and took the planet and the last living being on it into oblivion. A light touch on his arm. He shot up and glanced wide eyed into the blue eyes glancing worried down.

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"Sir…you were dreaming again…" A soft voice whispered. Wiping sweat from his forehead. All his muscles were tense as he suddenly ordered them to relax and fell down tired.
"What did you find out?" He asked as he draped and arm over his face. Willing his heartbeat to slow down in the dark underground cave system. Listening to the soft scurrying past his opening. His people.
"He teamed up with the three. As you expected." She replied. Sitting down. Untangling her shoulder length hair with her fingers. He smiled unhappy.

"As I feared, you mean. At what cost?"
"Nothing. He joined freely. If they'd leave his last friends alive." She muttered angry back. "Damn them. Sir? Why ARE we stalling?" He dropped his arm and peered at the feisty young woman.

"We're not, impatient one…" She snorted as she rose.
"Calling me impatient are we? Well sir, I've been waiting for years already. Times running out."

"I have waited twice your years. So hush and do as I say." She dropped her head in utter frustration at his condescending words. Acknowledging the truth in them.
"It's just so hard to blend in when I see them…I'd love to get them back…" He flopped his feet over the flimsy bunk and knelt before her. Draping an hand on her shoulder.

"I know but we will, but when we will show ourselves, it will be to finish them off all at once." She prodded her finger in a hole of the cave floor.
"I know. I just hate waiting. How can you stand it."
"I can't. That's why we will start sparring again." He waved her after him, smirking when he heard the light trod of her feet to keep up with him.

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He sighed deep as he peered at the building he now should call home. Walls, pink…and white, the floors, smooth cobble stones, also pink…though more of a pastel colour. He mused almost not thinking of what lay ahead.

"Move monkey!" He heard behind him, feeling the stun gun's prodding in his back. With slumped shoulders he sighed deep. He already was…or was he? Not paying attention to his surroundings he never noticed the threesome watching him pass by. One didn't seem happy with his posture. The other unhappy by the clear open unhappy expression on his face. The third about his power. Shoving him towards a chamber where he'd would be awaited by either his doom or new employee. The threesome trailed after them. He shuddered as he felt the immense dreaded dark power. He palled and seemed to get sick just feeling it so close. Yet he was pushed inside while his mind was numb.

"Ah…how nice to grace us with your presence…" A voice silvery sneered. "It only took you….What…15 years? Not to forget your friends, family…your cute charming little family…" Dark he glanced up. Eyes flaming with a hidden anger. He better not speak of them again… he thought suicidal. "Your tall…but not as tall as the others…" The being trotted around him as he stood stiff in his orange standard Gi. Under it a blue weighted shirt, weighted boots. Years of hard training, without use, the alien still was stronger. His lip's curled up a bit sarcastic. Yet he was an alien too…15 years of ruler ship by the empire…15…long years…without his family…

"Vegeta, you better keep him under your little thumb, or he'll be canceled." A blue faced prancing man stated. The man behind the group. One of the three that had tagged along humped.

"That will be my task, not yours." He hissed at the fancy boy star. Mister pretty boy… "Kakarotto follow me. Leave that be." The flaming haired man beckoned the pissed Saiya-jin. So he appointed the one with long hair to pull the unwilling stubborn male out after him and the tall bald male.

"Come Otooto [(younger) brother], join us. You have been starving yourself needlessly." Calmly he was guided out as he dropped his shoulders again. Dropping the pose of pride he gathered only for the ruling alien.
"What is the use of eating…nothing tastes…"

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"You mourned your kin too long." The front man stated harsh. "You should have come on your own sooner. Now your just a whimpering lug of being which is only a burden to us. Eat."
"Hai Ouji…" [Prince] Gokou muttered sadly, accepting this new Kakarotto identity as his own. As his first had no longer any meaning. Only causing him pain to hear it. He couldn't protect his family, couldn't protect most of his friends, let alone keep the planet save from the invaders. He was useless.

As he was pulled into a bustling canteen, he was shoved into a chair. Raditsu leaving to vetch food plates. After returning for the second time he dropped plates for himself and his young brother. Napa and the prince already eating. Kakarotto glanced at the food without feeling hungry. Feeling weak as an infant and just wishing someone would shoot him. Raditsu peered at him and elbowed him lightly, nodding to the plate. Kakarotto shoved it away. Napa glared at him for it.

"You eat the plate Chibi. [little-young one] Or I'll force feed yah." Kakarotto smirked a little.
"Plate is of metal, I'll pass." Napa rose. Grabbed some lettuce. Stalked over the table and grabbed a squirming Kakarotto. Pinched his nose while sitting on his chest and stuffed it into the gasping mouth. Struggling Kakarotto tried to fight back. Threw Napa into some tables and jumped up steaming hot. Vegeta smirked. Still had an appetite for battle…good. Not dead yet.

"Kakarotto sit down." He stated calmly as Napa jumped up and stalked over, glaring down on the crunched man. He smacked him playful on the back. "Nice throw! Now eat." Pushed Kakarotto back and glared warning until he munched on some lettuce .

"It doesn't make any sense, you're here, but still I have a feeling your not the only one…" Vegeta mused thinking deep. Kakarotto shrugged. Not caring for the man's intuition being either right or wrong. After the third swallowing the Saiya-jin blood pumped and he started shoveling food down at a very rapid pace. Gleefully Raditsu jumped up and raced to get more. His engine had a kick start! Plates stapled more and more as Kakarotto stuffed himself, after depriving his body for more then a week. For a Saiya-jin deadly. He lost allot of weight and his muscle tone had decreased. As he fed they started bulging out again. Due to the very rapid metabolism. Patiently Vegeta waited with a grinning Napa, and Raditsu walking back and forth for more plates. After which they sparred once each with the revitalized Kakarotto. Only then did they go on global patrol. Mainly being a flight over the surface of the globe to settle disputes or end them by blowing them up. Freeza hated fights not his own.

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He stopped and glanced at the young woman who nodding rose. "I feel them as well." She stated to his unvoiced question.
"Good. Help me with my disguise. They cannot see who I am until later." Nodding they ran back to his room and she carefully shielded his face by a hood. A shawl around his waist to cover up a very obvious hint of his race. He ran out and she followed him only to the entrance and watched him fly up fast.

"Good luck sir…get back soon…" The wind tugged on her lose hair as she waited for a moment, before returning back inside.

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The four sped over the land masses. Going from North America down the south America to make an intended swoop at the south pole and come back over the North pole. Suddenly Vegeta stopped. All peering at their scouter reading, but Kakarotto was the one who glanced at a mountain top.

"There is someone there." He stated. Vegeta nodded, peering sideways.
"Teach me that later…first… Damn I knew someone was here." Smirking Vegeta flew to the loner. Behind him the small team followed.

"Greetings Ouji-sama." [Prince with -sama honorific] A low voice stated. Vegeta tilted his head bemused.
"Greetings back 'mummy'."
"A necessity. An audience with only us two please?" The stranger replied humble yet proud. An odd combination but the man made it. Vegeta watched the man's bare muscled yet deeply scarred arm pointing at another mountain top.

"Hump…why should I?" Yet the prince's interest was piqued.
"Just like your Tousan…" [Father] The man sighed sarcastic…okay, that did it.

"Fine. Stay here. And here." Yanking the scouter off his ear Vegeta tossed it to Napa who frowned. The Ou? What did HE know of the deceased Ou? They relocated on the top where both landed lightly. The man stood with his back to the floating group. Peering briefly at them and jumping a bit lower to be out of sight. Bemused Vegeta hovered a step lower. Odd male…

"Well?" He muttered impatiently. But wasn't really.
"I might be the only survivor of the planets destruction. But first sire. Swear you will not tell my identity to them." The stranger nodded to the floating threesome.

"You have my word as an Ouji…now show your face or I will rip it off…" Vegeta smirked darkly. Intending to do it if he declined. He loved riddles, just not too long. Calmly the hood was removed and a familiar sack of hair sprouted everywhere. The stranger smirked at the growing eyes of Vegeta.

"As I said, Ouji-sama, probably the only survivor. I've looked but never found." Vegeta crossed his arms as he peered at the scar on the left cheek.

"Bardock-san you ass…you should be dead. You didn't improve your looks by getting blown up." The man shrugged bemused at the bemused scolding he received.
"It's been a hard life sire. I tended to get blown up by the opposition. But I'm not complaining. I survived. And thanked them later for it." Vegeta burst out laughing.

"That's what I missed. That bunch is so lame."
"My coming here is not the reason I wished to speak to you." Bardock continued. "I've been here for over 18 years. First few years following my sons maturing, his family. Which was shot by that snake. Then I went underground with some Chikyuu-jin. [Earthlings] I know I can trust you, yet I must ask still. Are you on 'his' side?"

"No." Vegeta replied daft. "He'd wish…Just waiting."
"As I am, with my underground resistance army. Collected quite a few over the years and planets I came across…none are too happy with the regime."

"How many?" Vegeta asked stunned. Freeza didn't know this! What a blast! That runt of a Zarbon had a fucked up intelligence service! Bardock smirked shrugging.

"I have no numbers. But their everywhere, underground, in the army as intelligence. All are accounted for. Doctors. Professors, technician's. Warriors. All waiting for the green light. But…we need the ultimate fighters. Being you four. They all have intellect, my people. But lack the raw fighting power. I have hopes for a select few. But they need more training."

"What do you expect me to do then? Send Napa to join you each day for a training session? His head will explode in frustration."

"We need more direct intelligence. Information my men cannot access…"
"A spy? Me?" he cracked up in Bardock's face. Wiping a tear away. "This is rich…sure. What do you need? Love to get my tail in snake pits…they bite real nice…"

"Send my sons, and Napa away and I will show you what I need." Vegeta thought only a few nano seconds about the tantalizing idea. Bardock's eyes gleamed bemused. Vegeta's glance returned the same glance. Bemusement. A dare which would be accepted with tail and both hands.

"Deal. Stay here." Vegeta flew up and joined the others. Having a small discussion with Napa after which they took off without him. Smug Vegeta blurred before Bardock to see if he could be startled. No such luck.

"Speed you have…obviously tactics as well. Join me in the resistance army." Bardock and he took off and flew the opposite direction.
"Bardock? How did you survive the explosion?" Vegeta asked after a minute of flight. Bardock glanced at Vegeta thoughtful.

"I actually don't recall. I took the energy ball Freeza created head on. My clothes were shredded. I saw my son. And had a black out after calling out to him. When I woke I was in a forest in a crater like a pod landing sight. Everything broken. Then they came."

"Who?"
"The first of my army. They already were a resistance party but without proper guidance. Fixed me up and I became it." Vegeta humped.

"Well if you ever do recall what happened during that black out…" Bardock inclined his head.
"You will be informed. But I have tried to recall for years already. No luck. All I Did have are nightmares. Each night the same. Only a handful are pleasant." He smirked, recalling that on Meat-sei he made dust out of that supposed elite team of Dodoria's. "Ouji-sama? Ever noticed that Dodoria's elite's are weaklings? I could handle four of them. I, as a humble third class…" Vegeta smirked.

"Dream on, your no third class." Bardock glanced curious back.
"Indeed?"
"You're a second."
"I've just been promoted. Many thanks. 3rd was getting old. We have arrived." Vegeta glanced at the mountain. Arrived where? There was nothing here.

"Do you trust me sire?" Bardock dared.
"Lead the way." He replied harsh. Damned male. Even if he, not counting Napa was the eldest known Saiya-jin alive. Bardock swooped down into a collision path into the mountain. Vegeta fearless followed close behind. A wavering of the illusion and they stopped on a landing sight. Vegeta turned around amazed and could see wide around. No hologram. But outside…

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"Your energy is shielded now." Bardock informed. Tapping his head bemused. "Still the scientist sire, and some hidden technology Freeza would love to have his chubby hands on. Please, follow me." Proud Bardock walked deeper into the complex. Few people from all known races glancing up as Vegeta passed. A quicksilver black hared girl suddenly popped up before Bardock.

"Sir, did you…" She peered around Vegeta.
"Ah…Ouji-sama? Welcome." Vegeta glanced at her as Bardock lightly rested his hand on her shoulder.

"And you are?"
/Oh, gnomen-nasai. [excuse me] My name is Videl./ She replied in Saiyan-go. She bowed humble. Yet proud. Same combination as Bardock had before. A small child ran past them. Videl daft grabbed him in his collar.

"Ah Trunks-kun. Where is your Okaasan?"
"HERE. Where did he go! Was messing around with my wrench and damn he split." Peeved a blue headed woman stalked over with her wrench in her hand. And it was a big one. She froze when seeing Vegeta.

"Ve...Ve...Vegeta-san?"
"Bulma-san?" Both stated as one. Then Vegeta pulled himself together and snorted. "So you managed to bail…"
"Yes…you let me...remember?" She glanced at him as she picked up the toddler who had amazing speed,

"Who is the…" Vegeta stopped when he noticed the tail. Ramming his head. "ONNAAAA. Why did you do that…damn it. They do have something called contraception or abortion, though I have my own opinion about the latter! Why would you want a Chibi of mine!" Stubborn she glanced up at him. Videl and Bardock stepping back a bit.

"Because you were the only one, kind to me, in all those years I slaved and was used…" Bulma replied with shaking voice. "Now I have to go." And bolted down the hallway. Vegeta sighed deep.

"Charming. Had a brat but didn't know about it and now it's called Trunks…damn…"
"Regrettable but her choice." Bardock stated. Walking back to him. "Actually, it was Bulma-san who made the phasing ki shield. Before that we were hidden away everywhere not to draw attention. Now we can work together."

They walked away deeper into the complex. Vegeta asking many and seeing many races he never even saw before. And it appeared Bardock was running out of food supplies, and hard to get technology. Saw the beds, well cots, without blankets. Being a wiser man he departed. Planning how to 'burrow' things from Freeza's army without getting caught and transporting it to the hidden base…The resistance indeed…and he now was one of them…He burst out laughing at the whole crazed idea. Well Freeza always whined he was a rebel…Might as well join the biggest one around.

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