Far away in the deepest depths of space there was a large blood red planet, called Vegeta. And of course the name held meaning and struck fear into the hearts of any sensible beings.
On this planet there lived one of the galaxy's most feared race. The Saiyans. A blood thirsty race, where fighting ran in the veins and beat in their hearts. They were ruthless killers that conquered planets and took joy in the pain and suffering of others.
And yet this planet had order, crude as it may be to some. They had a king, which the planet was named after, a queen and two heirs to the throne.
The king, a tall man with gravity defying flame like hair the color of burnt leaves, sat on his throne. A sharp knock drew him from his thinking. "Come in." he snarled in annoyance.
The huge beautifully carved wood doors slowly opened and a hunched green alien in white robes and with white hair entered. Anxiety radiating from his form.
"Well what do you want?" The king snapped slamming his large fist against the arm of his throne. The alien jumped. "Sire, I'm afraid we have too many new borns in the hospital wing."
The king growled. "Then send them away or something I don't care."
The alien bowed. "Yes sir." He said. Then exited closing the doors.
The alien man left, walking down the hall. Muttering to himself. "I guess I will send the weakest, our planet will only allow the strongest stay."
He reached the hospital wing and entered. The wing was empty except for the screaming new borns.
The alien searched the main computer bringing up the weakest children. He looked at the screen and nodded to himself.
Walking over to the children he went down the aisles, before reaching the ones he was going to send.
He lifted a baby boy with a wild mane of spiky hair. "Ah
Kakarot, power level of five, too bad you were not born stronger you look exactly like your father Bardock. And you would not be a disappointment like your brother Radditz." He sighed and walked out to the docking bay. Placing the wailing boy in a space pod, he ruffled the child's hair then walked back to the hospital wing looking for his twin.
Kakarot's twin was the calmest of the infants, a baby girl, whose hair was raven black and reached her shoulders.
"Kyuri, power level of seven, I wish you too could be stronger. But I cannot change what's been done" the green alien man said lifting the baby girl and carrying her over to her brother.
Placing her inside he watched her cuddle up to Kakarot, calming him instantly. "She seems to be able to calm the fiercest of creatures." He chuckled, and then sighed sadly. He seemed very fond of these third class children for some reason or another.
Reaching inside he typed the pod's destination. "Earth should be a weak enough planet for them." He decided.
Stepping back he watched the pod blast off, out of the atmosphere. Sighing he went back to his work.
A pod zoomed out from planet Vegeta, when a massive glowing ball of energy hit the planet and crawled inside splintering the planet's surface as it did.
A little girl's brown eyes watched just before fluttering closed as the planet exploding and in the blink of an eye vanished from existence.
A space pod containing what may be the last of the Saiyans race rocketed through space reaching its sender's chosen planet.
Breaking the planet's atmoshere the pod, flaming, hit the ground hard creating a large crater.
The door opened and the children slowly opened their brown eyes to the new world. Kyuri crawled out first, making it several yards through bamboo forest before stopping and waiting for her twin.
Kakarot came out slower and less confident than his sister but still made it to her.
Not knowing what to do Kakarot started to wail again. Kyuri leaned into him wrapping her tail with his and tried in her own little way to comfort him.
Some time past, time unknown to the baby Saiyans before an elderly man came upon the baby boy's wailing.
"Oh dear, babies." He said as he lifted the two into his arms. "Who do you two belong to?" he asked yet knowing they couldn't possibly answer. He looked around. "Who would leave you two out here?" he asked out loud. "Well since there seems to be no one here for you I will raise you both as my own, now what to call you." Kyuri's tail untwined from Kakarot's and hung loose in the air. "Tails?" the old man gasped. "Well you two sure are strange,"
Looking at the boy he wondered. "What should I call you?" He pondered for a moment before saying "Goku, you like that?" Kakarot gurgled happily and held out his chubby bay arms. "Ok I'll call you Goku." He place Goku in the crook of his left arm while he looked to Kyuri in the crook of his right arm. "Now you little lady." The girl frowned up at him. "Ok how about little warrior." He chuckled think she could not possible be frowning because he called her a little lady. But she smiled showing tiny pointed fangs.
He starred shocked then smiled. "You will be Kari, do you like that?" Kari giggled and reached up, yanking his bearded.
"Ouch! A feisty one." He yelps while pulling her away from him, and she just smiled and giggled. "Well I'm Gohan and I'm going to be your new grandfather." He said to his two new grandchildren as he set off to his home in the forest.
Upon raising the children for the first week, they seemed to start showing their true nature, Goku ran around braking thing and knocking them over purposefully while Kari leaped around pushing picture frames from the hooks and threw china against the floors.
Kari and Goku ran outside nude, their grandfather trailing them. "Come back you two, you need baths." The children ran up the mountain side running along the edges of the steep drops.
Kari and Goku looked back to see Gohan look up at them horror written on his face as the ground beneath their running feet gave way to open air.
The two fell down the mountain, hitting their heads on rocks, stones and small sapling.
Gohan reached the bottom tears pricking his eyes as he assumed the were gone, but Kari's tail twitched as did Goku's
Nearly laughing with joy the old man brought the children home and nursed them back to health wear they were better ever since their earlier destructive nature had completely disappeared.