The Way It Should Have Been
Prologue
My story takes place long ago. In a time where all our solar systems were not part
of an empire. Where most planets didn't believe in life past there own. To a time when a
young boy from a warrior race were slaves to a vile shape shifter. There are few traces of
this breed left, But there are many tales. I have a tale of my own. It is what should of
happened. Had not a boy, from this planet named after its king, hit his head, and forget
his reason for being on the once flourishing planet called Earth...
"It is time Vegeta..." The reptilian form spoke. Few could look into this
creatures face without fear. He was a towering creature that easily measure seven feet.
Two large Bull horns came form his head, which seemed to be a natural helmet. He had
a purplish pink skin and incredibly muscular limbs. "Yes King Kold..." The King of
Saiya-jins said as he rose from his chair. This man was Large in Bulk and was about
five foot nine. He had a dark black beard that had hilights of brown around the trim.
His jaw was strong, and ebon eyes determined. his black hair spiked impossibly and his
receding hairline made it look as though he was losing hair. He had a sturdy cat-like tail
wrapped around his waist. This thing called it a monkeys tail. An insult above insults!
If it were any other creature it would be dead before the words left his mouth. Moving
swiftly through the halls with the King of Kold only steps behind him, Vegeta emerged
onto a balcony where every Saiya-jin within earshot would see him. "We have reached
an agreement at last!" He yelled out in a sturdy voice. "We Saiya-jins have just been
awarded the privilege of working with the King Kolds planet sales. We will be in charge
of the extermination of planets, and its security for the sales to be made!" A mighty
cheer arose from the crowd below, Vegeta knew it only looked like a cheer of praise, but
inside it was a cry of agony. As the King of Saiya-jins retreated back into his quarters,
King Kold followed without saying a word or glancing at the people below. "You have
made a wise choice, Saiya-jin. I will be seeing you soon with your first mission. With
those words Kold left the throne room and headed for his ship.
The old man slowly opened his eyes and groaned. If only he had known what was
to happen... Ornashi thought to himself. He arose from his bed and slipped on his
ancestral robes. Today was the day when they would chose where the Saiya-jin infants
would be launched to. His Grandson would be among them. Both of them actually but
the third class waste was hardly worth thinking about. Slowly he made his way to the
door and his bodyguard was waiting for him. He was one of the few elderly Saiya-jins
who was still held in respect. For he was there when the dreaded King Kold had first
forced them into slavery. He had been King Vegeta's only friend. Ornashi's had gray
hair that was in messy spikes. his tail was grayed as well as his eyebrows. But he still
had his strong face. In fact all of his family besides his first born grandson looked alike.
As he neared the doors where the throne room was now turned into the ceremony hall, he
was intercepted by a strong looking warrior who looked like Ornashi, except he had black
hair and had a long gash on the left side of his face. The mans red headband just below
his hairline and it made the old man proud to see him. "Ornashi-sama!" The man cried
out and clasped his shoulder tightly. "I am glad to see that you can make the ceremony."
Ornashi growled and replied "Bardock, I am here to see Raditz off. Not that other child,
I am sure you know that." Bardock looked at him with a scowl "I am aware. It pains me
to know that our bloodline has been spoiled by that retched boy. I..." Before he could
reply the Ornashi family was called forward. And King Vegeta began to speak. He looks
so much like his grandfather... Ornahsi thought. Indeed they were exactly alike besides
that this mans hair was light brown and his hair was connected to his beard by slim
sideburns. "Bardock, first class. Two sons are to be sent away on this day. A one year
old, first second class warrior, Raditz . He shall be sent off to Tahonay. To be recovered
in one year. Have you any last words to speak?" Bardock looked at his son stand beside
his pod, proud and tall. Eager to get going. Bardock shook his head; no. The King began
again "May your mission be successful, young warrior." Raditz Carefully bowed and
retreated to his pod. Seconds later he launched from the spot and headed off. Vegeta
looked to Bardock and caught site of Ornashi turning and leaving the throne room. The
King than announced "Bardock, your second son, one month old." After a slight pause he
spoke "Third class." The crowd was silent and Bardock had a visible scowl on his face.
No one took pride in such a low class child. "Kakarott. He shall be sent to the planet of
earth. In exactly twenty of there years, he shall be recovered. Have you any last words to
speak?" Bardock just grunted and looked away. Vegeta nodded and the Bald bodyguard
of the Kings own son picked up the disgrace and settled him into the pod. Being touched
by that oufe will be the biggest honor that boy will ever have. Without another word the
pod launched off and headed toward the planet earth. Bardock turned and followed in his
fathers footsteps out the door. His was the last child to be released. Up next a man named
Paragus was being sent off into space with his child for crimes that did not concern him.
Bardock just shook his head and prepared for his five year mission. by the time he got
back his son would be ready to start his warriors mission to become one of the Elite
soldiers. It will be a glorious day... Jumping into his pod, with his crew already in
waiting, Bardock took off for the planet of telepaths, Shoshamat.
Prologue
My story takes place long ago. In a time where all our solar systems were not part
of an empire. Where most planets didn't believe in life past there own. To a time when a
young boy from a warrior race were slaves to a vile shape shifter. There are few traces of
this breed left, But there are many tales. I have a tale of my own. It is what should of
happened. Had not a boy, from this planet named after its king, hit his head, and forget
his reason for being on the once flourishing planet called Earth...
"It is time Vegeta..." The reptilian form spoke. Few could look into this
creatures face without fear. He was a towering creature that easily measure seven feet.
Two large Bull horns came form his head, which seemed to be a natural helmet. He had
a purplish pink skin and incredibly muscular limbs. "Yes King Kold..." The King of
Saiya-jins said as he rose from his chair. This man was Large in Bulk and was about
five foot nine. He had a dark black beard that had hilights of brown around the trim.
His jaw was strong, and ebon eyes determined. his black hair spiked impossibly and his
receding hairline made it look as though he was losing hair. He had a sturdy cat-like tail
wrapped around his waist. This thing called it a monkeys tail. An insult above insults!
If it were any other creature it would be dead before the words left his mouth. Moving
swiftly through the halls with the King of Kold only steps behind him, Vegeta emerged
onto a balcony where every Saiya-jin within earshot would see him. "We have reached
an agreement at last!" He yelled out in a sturdy voice. "We Saiya-jins have just been
awarded the privilege of working with the King Kolds planet sales. We will be in charge
of the extermination of planets, and its security for the sales to be made!" A mighty
cheer arose from the crowd below, Vegeta knew it only looked like a cheer of praise, but
inside it was a cry of agony. As the King of Saiya-jins retreated back into his quarters,
King Kold followed without saying a word or glancing at the people below. "You have
made a wise choice, Saiya-jin. I will be seeing you soon with your first mission. With
those words Kold left the throne room and headed for his ship.
The old man slowly opened his eyes and groaned. If only he had known what was
to happen... Ornashi thought to himself. He arose from his bed and slipped on his
ancestral robes. Today was the day when they would chose where the Saiya-jin infants
would be launched to. His Grandson would be among them. Both of them actually but
the third class waste was hardly worth thinking about. Slowly he made his way to the
door and his bodyguard was waiting for him. He was one of the few elderly Saiya-jins
who was still held in respect. For he was there when the dreaded King Kold had first
forced them into slavery. He had been King Vegeta's only friend. Ornashi's had gray
hair that was in messy spikes. his tail was grayed as well as his eyebrows. But he still
had his strong face. In fact all of his family besides his first born grandson looked alike.
As he neared the doors where the throne room was now turned into the ceremony hall, he
was intercepted by a strong looking warrior who looked like Ornashi, except he had black
hair and had a long gash on the left side of his face. The mans red headband just below
his hairline and it made the old man proud to see him. "Ornashi-sama!" The man cried
out and clasped his shoulder tightly. "I am glad to see that you can make the ceremony."
Ornashi growled and replied "Bardock, I am here to see Raditz off. Not that other child,
I am sure you know that." Bardock looked at him with a scowl "I am aware. It pains me
to know that our bloodline has been spoiled by that retched boy. I..." Before he could
reply the Ornashi family was called forward. And King Vegeta began to speak. He looks
so much like his grandfather... Ornahsi thought. Indeed they were exactly alike besides
that this mans hair was light brown and his hair was connected to his beard by slim
sideburns. "Bardock, first class. Two sons are to be sent away on this day. A one year
old, first second class warrior, Raditz . He shall be sent off to Tahonay. To be recovered
in one year. Have you any last words to speak?" Bardock looked at his son stand beside
his pod, proud and tall. Eager to get going. Bardock shook his head; no. The King began
again "May your mission be successful, young warrior." Raditz Carefully bowed and
retreated to his pod. Seconds later he launched from the spot and headed off. Vegeta
looked to Bardock and caught site of Ornashi turning and leaving the throne room. The
King than announced "Bardock, your second son, one month old." After a slight pause he
spoke "Third class." The crowd was silent and Bardock had a visible scowl on his face.
No one took pride in such a low class child. "Kakarott. He shall be sent to the planet of
earth. In exactly twenty of there years, he shall be recovered. Have you any last words to
speak?" Bardock just grunted and looked away. Vegeta nodded and the Bald bodyguard
of the Kings own son picked up the disgrace and settled him into the pod. Being touched
by that oufe will be the biggest honor that boy will ever have. Without another word the
pod launched off and headed toward the planet earth. Bardock turned and followed in his
fathers footsteps out the door. His was the last child to be released. Up next a man named
Paragus was being sent off into space with his child for crimes that did not concern him.
Bardock just shook his head and prepared for his five year mission. by the time he got
back his son would be ready to start his warriors mission to become one of the Elite
soldiers. It will be a glorious day... Jumping into his pod, with his crew already in
waiting, Bardock took off for the planet of telepaths, Shoshamat.