This is more of a one shot deal. If I get enough people that like it I will continue, but idk. I actually really like this story. My friend said that it's one of my best written. So this is the first chapter. Review if you want more. Thanks.

Disclaimer- yeah right. if I really owned DBZ you think i would really be sitting here typing a fanfiction? Only in my dreams do I own. I do own the OC. ^.^

A filthy coward was all I was. Nothing more could explain the shame that ran through me still to this day. I had put all my efforts possible in order to stop the horrid creature, but Frieza still won control. And out of everything that happened that day, I regretted what I had done.

Leaving my planet to the doomed state it was, I was somehow able to escape the death blast that was aimed for me. Then, I fled. I left everything I had ever known to destruction. My life was never the same after that day.

"Bardock? Hey? Are you alright?" I was snapped from my thoughts by a short girl with dark brown hair with black eyes. She was leaning over me where I sat, her long brown monkey tail wiggling behind her.

"I'm fine, Amaya." I sighed.

She smiled lightly, knowing full well what I was thinking of. My life had a drastic change from back then. When I had escaped the blast, all I remembered was awaking in a small space pod with a small girl wrapped in my arms.

Of course, after some time, I remembered that the baby's mother had saved me at the last second and asked me to save her daughter. Chiyo had been one of the young women I had grown up with. She gave up the last space pod for me in hopes to save Amaya and me. I should have stayed to continue the fight, but I chose to flee.

"You're doing it again." Amaya giggled.

I smiled to her. If Kakarot were still alive he would be around her age. I sighed. She was like a daughter to me now. I had raised her from a baby on this small, peaceful planet. I taught her how to fight and defend herself. I was surprised by how quick she picked things up.

I also had taken a stand as a father and made her join the school on this small planet. She learned more and more every day. She had promised me to one day find the location of a planet called Earth so that she could buy a space shuttle and take me there. She hoped to reunite me with Kakarot. But what if he were dead? After all it had almost been 20 years since the destruction of Planet Vegeta.

"Heeellllooooooooo~! Amaya to Bardock! Have you even been listening?" she poked my forehead in hopes of grabbing my attention.

"Sorry. What is it?" I asked her.

"I want to show you something." Amaya grabbed my hand and literally jerked me from my seat. When I regained my balance, she blasted off for the sky. I hastily followed her.

We landed a few miles out next to a large tarp covering something. A smile split her face as she turned to me. A giggled escaped her lips and she skipped to the covered item and pulled the tarp off.

I couldn't believe it. It had to be one of the most expensive and largest space shuttles on the planet! It looked almost completely brand new.

"Amaya." My fatherly instincts took over, "Where did you get the money for this?" I asked sternly.

"Oh, don't have a cow. I've been working on it for a year now. It didn't cost much because it was given to me broken. I only had to pay for the parts." She smiled, "I learned a few weeks ago about how to navigate the Milky Way. By the way, that's the galaxy we are in now. Earth is just a few days travel from here. What do you say? Want to go find this Kakarot?" she asked.

I felt happiness and pride well inside me. I pulled her into a hug and she giggled some more. Out of everything I regretted I would never regret taking this child from that planet. She would have grown up ruthless and evil like all the others, but now she was standing here giggling and squirming from my embrace.

"I'll take that as a yes." She said when she was finally free, "I'm already packed; it's you that is behind. We can leave tomorrow." She nodded cheerfully.

I felt so unlike a Saiyan at that moment, bubbling with joy. A smile spread across my face as I nodded. What if my son was alive? Wouldn't this mean that I would be seeing him in a few days? Though I couldn't make up for his childhood, I could be in his life now. I could pull him from his Saiyan ways and help him settle down like I had.

He didn't have to be a murder like I had. Maybe I could change him into someone like Amaya. Someone who's smile is constantly brightening someone's day. Maybe I could finally be there for him like a father should always be.

I was thinking thoughts like this all the way back to the house. Amaya could tell my sudden change as well. She had this perfect smirk plastered on her face like she had accomplished the impossible, and I thanked her for that.