Chapter zero: The origin
Age 710:
"Lord Cold, are you sure about this? I mean, this species is extremely reliable, and to kill them all off would be a hasty decision."
"Zarbon, are you disagreeing with me?"
"N-no, your highness, I just thought..."
"No one cares what you thought, you worthless freak. Now, prepare my ship!"
"Yes your highness."
Zarbon ran off into the dark, to prepare King Cold's ship.
"King Cold!"
Vegera (King Vegeta's {or Prince Vegeta's at the time) father) had found out what King Cold was going to do, and intended to stop it. He ran into the room, and confronted him.
"King Cold, you will never get away with this. I will alert everyone, and we will all defeat you together. You bred us to be a warrior race, and this is where that goes wrong… for you. Die, Cold!"
King Cold smirks, and turns away from Vegera.
"Kill him, Dodoria."
"Thank you, your highness. Oh, this'll be fun!"
"Ha! You think you can defeat me? Well, tough luck."
Vegera shot Dodoria with a blast cannon, sending him flying into a wall, unconscious.
"Oh, I see… maybe I should deal with him myself?"
"I'd like to see you try."
"Well then… aaaaargh!"
King Cold shot Vegera right in the stomach. Barely alive, he struggled to get up, but King Cold just kicked him out into deep space.
"It's time. The genocide of the Saiyans has begun."
The age was 710, and a baby had just been born. Crying, he looked up at his mother and father, unknowing.
"My son, it is time for you to travel to another planet, and to make us proud," his father said. "King Cold is going to annihilate the planet along with us, but we're not going to let him annihilate you. We hope you will make us proud. Goodbye, Bardock."
And so, baby Bardock was sent off to earth, while the destruction of his race had started.