Prologue: A Saiyan's Nightmare
Bardock had been trailed off in his dream for some time now. He kept seeing 3 repeated images in a row. Each flashed in his mind for weeks now but he could see these images clearly. Bardock had been assigned to a team mission with Fasha by King Vegeta himself to scout the moons surrounding Arlia, a bug planet. After having a slaughter fest on the first moon, Bardock decided to set up camp. The dreams and visions had intensified sense landing on the planet. Those three images surrounded his every thought.
The first image was a horrifying sight to say the least, even to a Saiyan. It was an image of the planet Vegeta being blown the pieces and it's inhabitants being wiped from existence. His sons Kakarot and Raditz were also taken in the blast. And the crowned jewel of the whole thing was Frieza seen laughing at the sight of the destruction saying things like "Stupid Monkeys" or "Filthy Apes". This image sent horrible chills down Bardock's spine.
The second image was a much different sight. It showed Bardock watching a sun set on an open plain. Who stood staring at it while holding hands with Fasha and a young boy. He looked to be at the age of 10. He had silver hair that swayed to one side and deep cyan eyes that looked nothing liked that of a Saiyan. And even more so, why was he holding Fasha's hand? Fasha had always been a close friend, but that was all. He never felt anything else about Fasha until these images showed up. And who was the mysterious boy who was in between them? If he wasn't a Saiyan, then he couldn't be their child.
The third and final image was Bardock with glowing golden hair. This image brought up the most questions in Bardock's head. Why was his hair golden? Why were there explosions everywhere he looked? And why did he look so….so…..angry? Bardock had rages at times, but this was nothing like that. He looked as if he was enraged by loss and sadness. Bardock had never felt that way before. Were these visions of Bardock's future? Or were they just foolish dreams? Bardock pondered his thoughts deeply.
As the images swirled through Bardock's head he felt an intense pain in his chest. He swung awake, a drop of sweat rushing down his face to see nothing around. Bardock looked around the campsite. There was trash from dinner scattered, and a lamp left on, but other than that everything was fine. He turned to see Fasha was still fast asleep. He took in a deep sigh of relief. "Must've been something I ate." Bardock thought. Knowing Fasha would want to get started early, Bardock fell back to sleep to gain what little rest he could. Little did Bardock know of the plan unfolding upon his entire race was going to begin overnight.
Meanwhile on Frieza's Spaceship
"So my son, are we understood about those wretched monkeys?" A voice from a shady teleported image of a creature spoke.
"Of course father, but I don't see why I have to kill all of the monkeys while Cooler still gets his muscle! I mean it seems a bi unfair!" The younger lord Frieza said to his unnamed father.
"My son, those monkeys are growing too strong, too quickly. If they grow too powerful, I feel the worst of what would happen to you." His father said. "Cooler's henchmen aren't as much of a threat and are smaller in number. Besides, it's not like those apes mean anything to you." He stated. This was true Frieza could stand the Saiyans. Just a bunch of barbaric monkeys.
"Very well father, they'll be dead by tomorrow night!" He said excitedly. The image of his father smirked, nodded, and faded. Frieza smirked and called for his leading officer Zarbon.
"Yes lord Frieza?" Zarbon said as he bowed to his leader.
"Prep my ship, and prepare an invasion force to the planet Vegeta." Frieza said in a sinister tone.
"As you wish, sir." Zarbon ran to go make preparations. He felt a bit nervous, but shrugged it off. "They were only monkeys" He thought.