Wow, more than a year has passed since I published this... Anyway, I'll be rewriting this story whenever I get around to it, so if you wanna turn back now and save yourself from lousy writing, be my guest. The summary will tell you when the first seven chapters (including this one) have been revised.
A couple of translation notes:
-san: Mr., Mrs, and Ms.
-sama: Another form of san which shows more respect. (An equivalent to Lord or Lady, I think)
Why do I bother using Japanese honorifics in an English fic? Character portrayal.
Disclaimer: I don't, have ever, and never will own DBZ. :)
-Prologue-
"T-those fools... I don't need them. I will destroy Frieza myself!" These were the thoughts that ran through Bardock's mind, as he watched Frieza's spaceship draw closer, and closer to the Saiyan home world. The evil tyrant was planning to eliminate the proud fighters that faithfully served him for so many years, Bardock knew it. Because of a cursed gift, he had foreseen his master's treachery.
"Frieza-sama would never do such a thing!" His fellow warriors mocked him when he tried to warn them of the coming danger. He was going to face this alone...
Bardock took off from the tower balcony he was on, and set his sights on the big glowing thing in the sky. A multitude of soldiers began to flood out of the spaceship and swarmed the lone Saiyan, as he entered into the darkness of space through Vegeta's blood-red atmosphere.
Bardock tossed them aside like they were nothing, as many more came after him. The soldiers crowded and latched on to him. Still, the Saiyan would not stop. He gathered energy in the palm of his hand, then released it upon them to free himself from their grip.
The ship's main portal opened, with Frieza emerging out of it. He cast a stern look on the ill-fated planet, and the warrior now standing before him. The soldiers that were still clinging to Bardock, released him the moment Frieza appeared.
"Now everything changes!" Bardock said confidentally. "The fate of Planet Vegeta..." A tiny sphere of energy formed on the tip of Frieza's index, as the Saiyan continued to speak. "...my own fate..." Frieza lifted his charging finger. "...Kakarot's fate..." Bardock mustered the last of his power into his right palm for his final attack. "...as well as your fate! This is where it ends!" he cried, as he threw the gathered energy full-force at Frieza.
The death ball grew faster than an expanding water balloon. Frieza only smirked as he watched Bardock's full powered blast zoom directly at him. "What's that filthy monkey trying to do?" he thought amusingly.
Frieza calmly bent his finger to begin the fireworks show, the resistor's attack just seconds away from hitting him. He pointed at the planet to direct the path his gathered energy would go. The sphere slowly left Frieza's finger, and was now blocking the way Bardock's attack was moving toward. Just a split second before Bardock's attack would be swallowed up by Frieza's, the death ball suddenly vanished, allowing the smaller to collide and burst in it's target's face.
"Thanks to you, this is what my chair looks like now..." Frieza scowled, while holding one of it's remains in one hand, and rubbing the fresh, red mark on the back of his head with the other. His back was facing Bardock. "Did you come to watch the fireworks with me... King Vegeta?"
"Actually, we were hoping to see a fest of another kind..." the king responded, while reaching his hand toward the band of Saiyans behind him.
"Are you threatening me?" Frieza asked mockingly.
King Vegeta held a clenched fist before him. "I will kill you and rule the universe myself!"
"Don't flatter yourself." Frieza said. "The only reason you managed to bruise my poor head with that tap you call a kick, was because I was foolish enough to let down my guard." Without warning, Frieza swished to the side as another handful of energy ripped past him. He turned back to face Bardock, who had his arm stretched out in front of him. "I haven't forgotten about you." Frieza said to him.
"Bardock!" A Saiyan flew to Bardock's side; one of the ones who were just making fun of him earlier. "What are you doing here?" Bardock asked, still ticked about before. "We all came as soon as we got word King Vegeta was planning to attack Frieza with his strongest fighters."
"All?" Bardock said. Just then, multiple explosions began sounding behind them. Everyone looked in the direction of the planet, where thousands of Saiyans were making quick work of Frieza's soldiers. Frieza only scowled some more. "You Saiyans are so repulsive..." he prepared to attack them.
"LET'S GO!" Bardock shouted loud enough for the others to hear him. Every lowest-class Saiyan let out a good battle cry, then charged the enemy together. Frieza dodged one incoming attack, while blocking another. After tossing the next one aside, he crushed the first with the swipe of his tail.
He executed a variety of those combinations, as more and more Saiyans flew at him. King Vegeta waited for the perfect opportunity before jumping in, and landing a few hits himself; which, unfortunately, had no effect.
The higher-classed Saiyans stood back and watched with stupified looks on their faces. "Wait a minute," one of them spoke up. "are we really going to sit back and shudder, while those lowest-class grunts show us up!?" Every elite forgot how scared they were, the moment they realized the lowest-class were 'trying' to act tougher than them.
The highest-class warriors rushed to catch up with the battle, which was steadily moving toward the planet. A fair-sized group of lowest-class fighters stepped aside from the fray, and were discussing their next plan of attack. "Frieza is just too strong, nothing we do is working!"
"Why don't we try ganging up on him?" Bardock suggested.
"I say we do what Bardock says!" one of the other Saiyans agreed. "He may be on to something."
"Of course I am. Are you ready!?"
The Saiyans nodded, then waited for the command. "GO!!" They all took off.
Frieza blocked the flurry of punches that were coming from the elites, then countered every chance he got. King Vegeta retreated for the time being, then looked back at the planet. At the rate they were moving, it wouldn't be long before they were pushed into the atmosphere.
Of all the elites that were fighting them, only two were still going at it. Frieza pushed one of them back, then counter-striked the other, killing him. Frieza didn't even have a chance to catch his breath, before Bardock showed up with the other lowest-class and started wailing on him.
King Vegeta carefully observed the way Frieza barely, but still, struggled to fend off the countless Saiyans that were attacking him at once. "This is perfect..." King Vegeta smirked. He looked behind himself again. The planet's atmosphere was within reach, and he could feel the gravity tugging strongly at him. "It's time... Hey Frieza! Why don't take this fight to the ground!"
Frieza blasted the fighters who were still trying to attack, adding them to the collection of the hundreds other bodies still floating around in space. "I don't see why not." Frieza replied. "I suppose it's only fair that I give you a better chance, since I am going to kill you after all."
Everyone followed King Vegeta and Frieza's lead, and entered the red planet. They landed in the middle of huge desert, which was a pretty good distance away from civilization. "Shall we continue?" Frieza asked. All the Saiyans got into fighting position, the lowest-class attacked first. The elites prepared to strike, until King Vegeta stopped them.
"Wait! Let the weak ones distract him, while wait for the others." The elites nodded in agreement. King Vegeta gathered ki into his palm, then shot it into the sky. Bardock's feet dragged through the hot sand, after getting thrown back. He quickly noticed the Saiyan king and posse were hanging back. "Why are they just standing there?" He watched a smile creep up on the king's face. "He's up to something..."
Bardock's thoughts were cut short, when a loud explosion echoed in the skies. All attention was drawn up. It wasn't long, before someone noticed the 'star' which was really Frieza's ship, was gone and replaced with another shining sphere; which could be easily be seen in the night sky.
"What is that?" Frieza demanded. "Is this some kind of trick!?" He glared at King Vegeta, who's group, including him, were the only ones not looking up in the sky. "Observe." the king answered, while making a gesture at the other Saiyans.
"It can't be!" Frieza exclaimed. The eyes of the low-class warriors were glowing bright red. "It's an artificial moon!!"
King Vegeta could no longer conceal his emotions, then bursted into an uproar of laughter. "Our plan worked!!" he rejoiced. "I guess the men that snuck aboard your ship must have made it out okay."
Frieza cursed, then started firing multiple beams in an attempt to kill off as many Saiyans as he could, before they all transformed. Frieza was too worried about eliminating the lowest-class Saiyans, to even notice the fully transformed elites that were falling directly overhead. Frieza suddenly found himself trying to withstand the combined weight of the apes that were pinning him down.
He managed to push them all back, before twice as many jumped him; the lowest-class Saiyans had finished their transformation. "H-HOW!?" Frieza shouted. "If they snuck aboard my ship, there was no way they could all have gotten passed Zarbon-san, or Dodoria-san!
"You're absolutely right." King Vegeta responded. "That's why they split up. One half would create a distraction, while the other prepared the ship for destruction. At least I didn't lose a good number of my best fighters for nothing!" King Vegeta fixed his eyes on the artificial moon, the others did the same.
Frieza was beginning to get desperate, as more and more Oozaru were assaulting him. After taking a few poundings, he shot the surrounding apes with more beams, only to have more jump in and start another round of beatings. The higher-classed apes had a few ideas of their own; as some of them picked a side, then held Frieza's arms and legs firmly on the ground.
Each Oozaru took turns delivering painful blows to Frieza's body. With every blow to his gut, his mouth spewed a little more blood than the last. He was becoming too weak to fight back.
"Not so mighty now, are you Frieza?" King Vegeta mocked, then his turn at hitting.
As tiny hint of light began to seep into the horizon, shrieks of immense pain and terror could be heard in the far reaches of the planet, as Frieza was torn apart, limb by limb. Along with the morning sun, arose an outbreak of deafening silence.
The cold rocks were bathed in rays of the dawn, revealing the crimson blood that streaked it. The battlefield was blanketed with the bodies of many warriors; both dead, and asleep. Only a minority had risen at this time.
"King Vegeta," a Saiyan bowed before him. "we managed to rescue the prince, before we destroyed the ship!"
"How nice for you..." King Vegeta said, not really caring whether his son was alive or not.
"What if King Cold found out what we did?" the Saiyan then asked.
King Vegeta didn't even appear to be worried. "He won't find out." he answered. "I will tell him, that a problem with ship caused an unfortunate accident."
"S-sir..."
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Bardock moved to a secluded spot after he finally awoke, and stared into the half-lit sky. "We did it, Kakarot... we killed Frieza... Now you will have a home to return to, after you've completed your mission..." After those words were spoken, he saw another vision of a full-grown Kakarot. But there was something Bardock didn't quite understand...
Why was his son standing face to face with their king?