UGH!!! I was hoping to un-abandon 'The Switch' fic that I started a while
back... more like months back... Heh... anyways... I was reading over it
all... and I was thinking... Yuck! It made my eye twitch to see how many
errors there were in the story! So... for the love of all things good, I
rewrote it. I know... you all can thank me later... but anyways... I hope
this one is better than the last chapter I set out... who know how long
ago... So... sit back, relax and enjoy the revised version!
Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ. However if I did... I would make the saiyan race exist, Goku would have his very smart moments... and Vegeta... well... Vegeta would be Vegeta. I think you all get the picture...
The Switch
Chapter 1 – Konton
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The king sat at THE seat in the middle of the throne room, as always, bored. He gave a frustrated sigh. It was days like these he would wish he were in bed, catching up on some much needed sleep. He was NOT a morning person. Oh no! He would usually have to pay the person who wakes him up extra since there is a 98.99% chance of getting killed... 1% coming out wounded severely but alive... And .01% of escaping alive with out a scratch! It still made the king wonder why no one would want that job; they would get paid three times more than an elite soldier! He shook his head, and gave a loud yawn. He was very, VERY close to falling asleep at his throne once again.
"SIRE!" The king's eyes opened once again and he straightened in his seat as saiyan pushes open the heavy door to where the king was.
"What brings you here, soldier?" asked the king as he looked to the warrior very stern. The lone saiyan warrior bowed respectfully on his knee and turned back to the king. The warrior looked up. The king gave a small smirk.
'Ah... the scarred third class, Bardock,' the king nodded allowing Bardock to walk up beside the king as he stood. The king couldn't help but slightly groan. He was getting too old for this job... but he needed to keep on with the work since he no longer had an heir to the throne. Although the king was average height for a human, the majority of the saiyans would pass his height easily! He looked up to the warrior as he looked down to the king with urgency. King Vegeta nodded as he waved for all guards in the room to leave. Both saiyans waited till the last of the warrior were gone.
"So, Bardock. I assume that this mission was a complete success?" The king looked on at the warrior's armor, "And beaten up too..." Bardock couldn't help but chuckle slightly as he placed a hand in his hair.
"Yeah... and I was very surprised to what I had found there too..." stated Bardock as he sat on the ground beside the throne. He turned his head back up to the king as he sat in his chair lazily with a leg over the armrest.
"Oh?" he asked. Bardock nodded as he scratched his head. Everything seemed to be overloading his brain. Well... first there was the enslavement of the saiyans that so happened to be under the control of the Ice-jins... and he remembered being engulfed in Frieza's attack on the planet. Next thing he knew... he was in the throne room with many warriors who he had known in the past! Their unfortunate fate was death... but that would mean... they would be dead too! It was strange because he pinched himself. It HURT! He couldn't be dead if this felt so real... that was unless this was all a huge dream.
And then all hell broke loose. There was a tap on the scarred warrior's shoulder, and he turned around. As if this situation could get any worse... He came face to face with an older version of his eldest son, who was should have been a child! This was indeed weird... 'Father,' stated the young man. Bardock turned his head away from the adult.
'I'm sorry... you must have the wrong person...' Bardock replied looking to the ground. If only he could fins his family...
'But you MUST be Bardock!'
The warrior sneered, 'So what if I am?' he asked harshly.
'Because I'm RADITZ!' he exclaimed placing his hands on his armor, which had a very strange looking hole thru the middle. And the colors... they were indeed very odd... as the style of the uniform...
'My son... is only a child! You can't be him!' Bardock stood from his spot on the ground and started to walk off.
'But I AM him!' he shouted, 'Kakarot killed me!' he exclaimed. Bardock froze, his youngest son? But he was barely a new born!
'You're crazy...' the older warrior replied as he slightly turned to his eldest son. Raditz remained quiet as he looked around. Bardock stopped as he watched the adult version of his son curiously. He WAS a strange figure. Raditz frantically looked around till he spotted Nappa, who stood in the corner of the room scratching his head. He ran off to the bald saiyan. Bardock could tell the bald saiyan warrior was about to have a heart attack; the look on his face was priceless!
Raditz and Nappa seemed to have shared a few words and it was broken when the older warrior exclaimed, 'THE DRAGONBALLS? You think he made the wish?!' This made Bardock raise an eyebrow. A wish? Maybe these two knew more than he thought, so he walked up to the two.
"Bardock... BARDOCK!" The scarred warrior blinked as he turned to King Vegeta, who was looking strait at him. "Thought I lost you there for a moment..."
Bardock shook his head as he rubbed his eyes. "It's nothing..." The king eyed him suspiciously. "Anyways! On the mission, my crew was able to capture a few of the warriors on the planet." Bardock stood back up, "I think they could be of great help if Frieza ever crosses our path." Bardock turned to the king, "Would you like to see them? They are on a drug to be kept quiet... they are a feisty bunch if I should say so myself.
The king sat up from his place at the throne, "Fine by me."
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The lavender haired genius, known to us all by the name of Bulma Briefs, pulled out a capsule from under her shirt. She gave a small smirk; she and her friends would be out of here in no time at all! Speaking of her friends... she looked to the other cells that held the Z warriors.
She was hoping they would wake soon... She looked to the cell across from her... their sat Gohan, teen Gohan. His eyes were drooping as he leaned his head on the metal wall trying so desperately stay awake. She was in the same cell with her chibi son Trunks and his best friend Goten, who were dead asleep. The next two cells over held the all-powerful warrior Goku, aka Kakarot in saiyan terms, and her husband Vegeta, the cocky saiyan prince. Both men were trying to stay awake... they knew they were on enemy territory...
Bulma was very excited they saiyans didn't remove her capsules! She would most defiantly be able to escape this place, and go back home. Bu knowing her saiyans husband, and friend, they would want to remain here and battle. Even her son and his young friend, not to mention older brother would want to remain also! Insane the whole bunch of men was.
She threw the capsule to the ground and it popped open. And what popped out were a few 'secret' inventions she hid from everyone... and they were all kept in a small purse sized bag. She quickly grabbed the bag and unzipped it. A few random gadgets she had placed in the bag a few days before... a dragon ball scouter... and an unfinished contraption she started on a while back before the group was captured.
She heard the space ship door open. She quickly tossed the bag behind her forgetting about the unfinished invention until their capturers were in sight. She quickly grabbed it and held it tightly hoping no one would suspect anything.
"So you see your highness... these 'aliens' we have captured may be of some interest to you..." As the king turned from Bardock he gazed at the foreigners. A gasp immediately left his lips. Why were these saiyans caged up? He looked to the back of the room noticing Bulma, who seemed scared, half to death. The king walked up to her, with a very stern look gracing his facial features and then a smirk came.
"She's a very attractive alien..." stated the king as he looked to Bardock. He looked back to the scientist, "She looks too much like my mate..." Bulma noticed his eyes slightly darken at the mentioning of his wife... it gave her the impression that his wife may have passed on. She snorted and turned her head away from the king. He blinked as she spoke to him.
"You know... I don't appreciate being looked at as if I were a piece of meat on a platter." Both king and saiyan warrior blinked. Had she just talked to them, and in the saiyan language none the less?! She gave them both a Vegeta like smirk and tossed her hair behind her shoulder replying smartly, "You can thank my husband."
King Vegeta crossed his arms as he glared at the earth woman, "Your husband is a fool."
Bulma's face became red with anger and she balled her fists up, letting go of her unfinished invention. "My husband is one of the strongest on the planet! He's a saiyan!"
King Vegeta snorted, "Yeah right..." he replied. "All saiyans who are alive live on this planet are the only one's who exist!"
Bulma rolled her eyes, "Sure... and I'm the queen of the saiyans..." She thought about it for a moment. "Wait... I AM considered the princess... by law..." She faced the king with an evil smirk. "I AM royalty, so HA!"
The saiyan king blew up, "I AM THE SAIYAN KING! MY SON DIED YEARS AGO!" He became cold and emotionless, as the Vegeta we know had been for many years on earth.
The earth scientist shook her head, "The saiyan prince isn't dead... well he did die before..." As the two continued to argue, Bardock noticed the object Bulma dropped a moment ago. He carefully reached in the jail cell and picked it up. Strange... he could have sworn that his men had taken any possible gadget they had... unless...
"Sire!" exclaimed Bardock. The king turned to the saiyan who called him. "I think you may be interested in what the woman dropped. Both looked to Bulma, who's face became pale. Bardock handed the king the contraption. And all hell broke loose.
There was a bright light coming from the small pen looking machine and it exploded causing the whole room to be absorbed in the white light.
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King Vegeta groaned as he sat up from a soft bed. He had a killer headache, and it seemed that he couldn't feel his limbs either. He opened his eyes slowly as a white light began to shine in his eyes. As soon as they adjusted he looked around, a medical room. And there was a doctor in the corner of the room working on something he couldn't quiet put a name too.
"Doctor... what happened?" he asked. The doctor slightly jumped at hearing the king's voice. But in some strange way... it seemed... different even to the king himself! The doctor turned around.
King Vegeta gasped. It was that blue haired alien! "Are you feeling alright sir? She asked him in a soft voice. He glared at the woman as she walked closer to him. "What the hell are you doing out of your cell?!" he shouted.
She frowned at his tone of voice, "Well... as you can see... I am your doctor." The king frowned deeper. "Just gets some rest Bardock; you and King Vegeta were the one's who got hit hard by the explosion."
Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ. However if I did... I would make the saiyan race exist, Goku would have his very smart moments... and Vegeta... well... Vegeta would be Vegeta. I think you all get the picture...
The Switch
Chapter 1 – Konton
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The king sat at THE seat in the middle of the throne room, as always, bored. He gave a frustrated sigh. It was days like these he would wish he were in bed, catching up on some much needed sleep. He was NOT a morning person. Oh no! He would usually have to pay the person who wakes him up extra since there is a 98.99% chance of getting killed... 1% coming out wounded severely but alive... And .01% of escaping alive with out a scratch! It still made the king wonder why no one would want that job; they would get paid three times more than an elite soldier! He shook his head, and gave a loud yawn. He was very, VERY close to falling asleep at his throne once again.
"SIRE!" The king's eyes opened once again and he straightened in his seat as saiyan pushes open the heavy door to where the king was.
"What brings you here, soldier?" asked the king as he looked to the warrior very stern. The lone saiyan warrior bowed respectfully on his knee and turned back to the king. The warrior looked up. The king gave a small smirk.
'Ah... the scarred third class, Bardock,' the king nodded allowing Bardock to walk up beside the king as he stood. The king couldn't help but slightly groan. He was getting too old for this job... but he needed to keep on with the work since he no longer had an heir to the throne. Although the king was average height for a human, the majority of the saiyans would pass his height easily! He looked up to the warrior as he looked down to the king with urgency. King Vegeta nodded as he waved for all guards in the room to leave. Both saiyans waited till the last of the warrior were gone.
"So, Bardock. I assume that this mission was a complete success?" The king looked on at the warrior's armor, "And beaten up too..." Bardock couldn't help but chuckle slightly as he placed a hand in his hair.
"Yeah... and I was very surprised to what I had found there too..." stated Bardock as he sat on the ground beside the throne. He turned his head back up to the king as he sat in his chair lazily with a leg over the armrest.
"Oh?" he asked. Bardock nodded as he scratched his head. Everything seemed to be overloading his brain. Well... first there was the enslavement of the saiyans that so happened to be under the control of the Ice-jins... and he remembered being engulfed in Frieza's attack on the planet. Next thing he knew... he was in the throne room with many warriors who he had known in the past! Their unfortunate fate was death... but that would mean... they would be dead too! It was strange because he pinched himself. It HURT! He couldn't be dead if this felt so real... that was unless this was all a huge dream.
And then all hell broke loose. There was a tap on the scarred warrior's shoulder, and he turned around. As if this situation could get any worse... He came face to face with an older version of his eldest son, who was should have been a child! This was indeed weird... 'Father,' stated the young man. Bardock turned his head away from the adult.
'I'm sorry... you must have the wrong person...' Bardock replied looking to the ground. If only he could fins his family...
'But you MUST be Bardock!'
The warrior sneered, 'So what if I am?' he asked harshly.
'Because I'm RADITZ!' he exclaimed placing his hands on his armor, which had a very strange looking hole thru the middle. And the colors... they were indeed very odd... as the style of the uniform...
'My son... is only a child! You can't be him!' Bardock stood from his spot on the ground and started to walk off.
'But I AM him!' he shouted, 'Kakarot killed me!' he exclaimed. Bardock froze, his youngest son? But he was barely a new born!
'You're crazy...' the older warrior replied as he slightly turned to his eldest son. Raditz remained quiet as he looked around. Bardock stopped as he watched the adult version of his son curiously. He WAS a strange figure. Raditz frantically looked around till he spotted Nappa, who stood in the corner of the room scratching his head. He ran off to the bald saiyan. Bardock could tell the bald saiyan warrior was about to have a heart attack; the look on his face was priceless!
Raditz and Nappa seemed to have shared a few words and it was broken when the older warrior exclaimed, 'THE DRAGONBALLS? You think he made the wish?!' This made Bardock raise an eyebrow. A wish? Maybe these two knew more than he thought, so he walked up to the two.
"Bardock... BARDOCK!" The scarred warrior blinked as he turned to King Vegeta, who was looking strait at him. "Thought I lost you there for a moment..."
Bardock shook his head as he rubbed his eyes. "It's nothing..." The king eyed him suspiciously. "Anyways! On the mission, my crew was able to capture a few of the warriors on the planet." Bardock stood back up, "I think they could be of great help if Frieza ever crosses our path." Bardock turned to the king, "Would you like to see them? They are on a drug to be kept quiet... they are a feisty bunch if I should say so myself.
The king sat up from his place at the throne, "Fine by me."
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The lavender haired genius, known to us all by the name of Bulma Briefs, pulled out a capsule from under her shirt. She gave a small smirk; she and her friends would be out of here in no time at all! Speaking of her friends... she looked to the other cells that held the Z warriors.
She was hoping they would wake soon... She looked to the cell across from her... their sat Gohan, teen Gohan. His eyes were drooping as he leaned his head on the metal wall trying so desperately stay awake. She was in the same cell with her chibi son Trunks and his best friend Goten, who were dead asleep. The next two cells over held the all-powerful warrior Goku, aka Kakarot in saiyan terms, and her husband Vegeta, the cocky saiyan prince. Both men were trying to stay awake... they knew they were on enemy territory...
Bulma was very excited they saiyans didn't remove her capsules! She would most defiantly be able to escape this place, and go back home. Bu knowing her saiyans husband, and friend, they would want to remain here and battle. Even her son and his young friend, not to mention older brother would want to remain also! Insane the whole bunch of men was.
She threw the capsule to the ground and it popped open. And what popped out were a few 'secret' inventions she hid from everyone... and they were all kept in a small purse sized bag. She quickly grabbed the bag and unzipped it. A few random gadgets she had placed in the bag a few days before... a dragon ball scouter... and an unfinished contraption she started on a while back before the group was captured.
She heard the space ship door open. She quickly tossed the bag behind her forgetting about the unfinished invention until their capturers were in sight. She quickly grabbed it and held it tightly hoping no one would suspect anything.
"So you see your highness... these 'aliens' we have captured may be of some interest to you..." As the king turned from Bardock he gazed at the foreigners. A gasp immediately left his lips. Why were these saiyans caged up? He looked to the back of the room noticing Bulma, who seemed scared, half to death. The king walked up to her, with a very stern look gracing his facial features and then a smirk came.
"She's a very attractive alien..." stated the king as he looked to Bardock. He looked back to the scientist, "She looks too much like my mate..." Bulma noticed his eyes slightly darken at the mentioning of his wife... it gave her the impression that his wife may have passed on. She snorted and turned her head away from the king. He blinked as she spoke to him.
"You know... I don't appreciate being looked at as if I were a piece of meat on a platter." Both king and saiyan warrior blinked. Had she just talked to them, and in the saiyan language none the less?! She gave them both a Vegeta like smirk and tossed her hair behind her shoulder replying smartly, "You can thank my husband."
King Vegeta crossed his arms as he glared at the earth woman, "Your husband is a fool."
Bulma's face became red with anger and she balled her fists up, letting go of her unfinished invention. "My husband is one of the strongest on the planet! He's a saiyan!"
King Vegeta snorted, "Yeah right..." he replied. "All saiyans who are alive live on this planet are the only one's who exist!"
Bulma rolled her eyes, "Sure... and I'm the queen of the saiyans..." She thought about it for a moment. "Wait... I AM considered the princess... by law..." She faced the king with an evil smirk. "I AM royalty, so HA!"
The saiyan king blew up, "I AM THE SAIYAN KING! MY SON DIED YEARS AGO!" He became cold and emotionless, as the Vegeta we know had been for many years on earth.
The earth scientist shook her head, "The saiyan prince isn't dead... well he did die before..." As the two continued to argue, Bardock noticed the object Bulma dropped a moment ago. He carefully reached in the jail cell and picked it up. Strange... he could have sworn that his men had taken any possible gadget they had... unless...
"Sire!" exclaimed Bardock. The king turned to the saiyan who called him. "I think you may be interested in what the woman dropped. Both looked to Bulma, who's face became pale. Bardock handed the king the contraption. And all hell broke loose.
There was a bright light coming from the small pen looking machine and it exploded causing the whole room to be absorbed in the white light.
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King Vegeta groaned as he sat up from a soft bed. He had a killer headache, and it seemed that he couldn't feel his limbs either. He opened his eyes slowly as a white light began to shine in his eyes. As soon as they adjusted he looked around, a medical room. And there was a doctor in the corner of the room working on something he couldn't quiet put a name too.
"Doctor... what happened?" he asked. The doctor slightly jumped at hearing the king's voice. But in some strange way... it seemed... different even to the king himself! The doctor turned around.
King Vegeta gasped. It was that blue haired alien! "Are you feeling alright sir? She asked him in a soft voice. He glared at the woman as she walked closer to him. "What the hell are you doing out of your cell?!" he shouted.
She frowned at his tone of voice, "Well... as you can see... I am your doctor." The king frowned deeper. "Just gets some rest Bardock; you and King Vegeta were the one's who got hit hard by the explosion."