Prologue
(A small green planet millions of miles from the Solar System)
The tall warrior looked up to the sky his green skin shiny with sweat, antennae quivering. He frowned, where had that sense of foreboding come from? Ebony eyes searched the crystal blue sky in vain to find the answer. He was so sure he had felt something, he wasn't sure what exactly, but it felt like something was going to happen and soon. He snarled angrily, baring his large canines. He had no time for 'feelings'; he was a warrior, he had training to do. Looking round, he caught sight of his sons watching him, their own eyes radiating concern at his sudden aggressive reaction. Glowering, he raised a hand and shot a ki blast towards the ground where the group, ranging from teenagers to young adults, stood. They scattered quickly as the blast detonated on the ground, leaving a small crater.
"What are you lot standing around for?! Back to training … NOW!"
As his sons quickly resumed their sparring, he looked to the sky one last time. Little did he know that, on another planet many miles away, events were occurring that would change his life … forever.
(The Planet Vegeta, home world of the Saiyan's)
"Bardock … oi, Bardock! Wait up you moron!"
The scar faced Saiyan turned towards the speaker, narrowing his coal-black eyes in the process. He resumed his mad dash towards the pod bay as the taller Saiyan fell into step alongside him. Bardock noticed a bundle in his arms, just what was the other saiyan up to?
"What do you want Terran, I've got to get to Kakkarot, I don't have time for a spar."
Terran glowered at his friend as they both continued to run.
"I know what you're doing Bardock … that's why I wanted to ask you one last favour."
Bardock stumbled in surprise. One last favour?! Did Terran believe him, did he truly believe that Frieza was coming to kill them. The taller Saiyan shifted the bundle in his arms, revealing the sleeping face of his new-born son, Tate. Bardock idly noticed the unusual streaks of blonde in the babes otherwise obsidian hair.
"I want you to help me get Tate onto a pod and get him off Planet Vegeta. I want my son to survive what's coming … please."
Bardock took another look at the baby then up at his friends pleading gaze. Closing his eyes for a split second, the scar faced warrior nodded his assent. Relief flickered over Terran's tanned face as the duo skidded towards the pods. Bardock aggressively blasted the scientists away from his sons pod before kicking another away from the only remaining empty pod.
"Terran, get your boy in that pod then seal it! I'll launch them."
One of the scientists attempted to push the Saiyans away from the pods, weakly protesting over the lack of programming that the infants should have received. Terran snarled and incinerated the weak fool: all the programming did was turn low-level Saiyans into mindless, obedient attack dogs, he was not allowing that to happen to his son, nor his friends youngest. As the pods sealed shut, Terran and Bardock took one last look at their sleeping sons. Bardock slammed his hand down onto the launch button, sending both pods shooting towards the stars. The scar faced Saiyan looked to his friend and gave a feral grin. Terran met his grin with one of his own, showing his sharp incisors.
"Let us die like true Saiyan's, fighting to the very end."
The two pods soared on into the inky blackness of space, their precious cargo's sleeping peacefully. A light suddenly flashed on one of the pods sending it spiralling off course. The pods new destination: a small green planet where … only a few days earlier, one warrior felt that things were about to radically change.
(The Planet Namek, several days later)
Ryo raised his head as he felt that intense sense of foreboding again. Only this time, he sensed a small power level as well, fast approaching the planet. Wary of what was coming he took to the sky, quickly soaring over to where he felt the power level make landfall. He arrived at a large, freshly made crater and carefully landed in front of the still smoking pod at its centre. He tensed as the door to the pod hissed open revealing …
"A baby?! Dad, what's a baby doing in a ship on his own?"
Ryo turned and glared at his eldest. The younger Namekian returned the glare and folded his arms. Ryo inwardly cursed the stubbornness that all his sons appeared to share.
"If I recall Royan, I didn't invite you or your brothers to accompany me when I came to investigate the unknown power level. Must be my old age hmm? But yes … well done Captain Obvious, it's a baby and he's alone."
Royan flashed his canines in an angry snarl.
"I didn't have to come in case you needed back-up you know. I was only trying to help you senile old bastard…"
"Watch your tongue boy … before I blast it into oblivion!"
"Temper, temper old man. Anyway, what are we going to do with the little brat? We can't just leave him here."
The two Namekians looked down at the sleeping baby neither being willing to pick the child up. They were surprised when the baby's eyes opened revealing shiny, obsidian orbs that sparked with curiosity. The baby stared up at the two warriors before loosening a happy giggle as he reached up towards Ryo. Stunned, the older Namekian reached down and picked up the baby. Royan looked at the little one now snuggling into his father's battle scarred arms.
"If we're keeping him, he's gonna need a name."
Ryo looked down at the infant in his arms, thinking for a moment. He grinned as he decided on a name for the child.
"Ryon … his name is Ryon."
Well that's the prologue done and dusted. More to follow as I write.
With regards to my other two fic's, the poll for Dino Prince is finally up and running on my profile so check it out, I can't really go anywhere otherwise. As far as Growing up AlleyBot is concerned, I'm currently struggling to finish the current chapter but I will upload it as soon as I finish.
R&R please
A/N Edit 3/17/15: 'Burdock' to Bardock, its annoying both me and my reviewers, thanks to everyone who had noticed, I had been meaning to deal with it