"I have given it to you as a gift Bardock, so that you could see…see the horror of your end, just as we had to!"

The Kanassan's words kept floating around in Bardock's head. At first he thought they were just an empty threat from a dead man, but then he saw his squad massacred by Dodoria's men; that changed everything. Not to mention he kept having these strange visions in his head that showed unknown people interacting with his son. 'My son…' Bardock's head snapped up from the cold, hard steps of the staircase he was on, 'I need to stop Frieza harmimg Kakarot!'

The thought of Frieza catching up with his son was enough to get Bardock's blood boiling. With slightly renewed vigor he stood up and kept moving towards his destination; the barracks. Due to his weakened state, he was almost overwhelmed by the combination of music and loud laughter of his saiyan brethren. He tried to balance himself on a table but he ended up falling over and spilling liquor and food on his armor in the process. The person who was eating at the table asked him what was wrong with him but Bardock could barely hear him; his consciousness was fading in and out again. Another voice from the back piped up, "He got his ass kicked that's what's wrong!" That caused the rest of the room to erupt in laughter. Bardock managed to pull himself to his feet and pleaded his case to the rest of the saiyan warriors. He waited to let it all sink in but instead of getting the call to arms like he expected, he got a response he wasn't ready for; laughter. They weren't trying to stifle it either, it was loud, obnoxious, side clenching laughter. Bardock hadn't felt so cold in all his life, his own race was ignorant to the on coming danger. "…Fools you're all dead…." It barely came out as a whisper. Suddenly a new feeling came into his being, it was anger and frustration bubbling up from within. It was close to breaking to the surface. His fist trembled as he let out a scream, "FOOLS! YOU'RE ALL DEAD!" His aura exploded outwards and sent everyone's scouter into overload which led to them exploding on their owners' faces. The laughing had stopped, now awed silence filled the room. Bardock was still trembling but the rage he felt was slowly receding back to the depths of his psyche. The coldness filled him again as he turned away from his comrades in disgust. One saiyan in the back still had his mouth hanging open. He could have sworn he saw Bardock's hair flash gold for a brief second but maybe it was just his imagination.

A sleeping saiyan child was being loaded into a space pod by an engineer. "Let's see here…Kakarot eh? Well little guy, you're going to the planet…Earth."

Another engineer approached him from behind, "Don't launch anymore pods into space, I just received word from Lord Frieza that a large meteor shower will be approaching in a few hours."

The engineer raised an eyebrow, "Since when does Frieza care about a few saiyan children?"

"Not sure but do you really want to question the word of Freiza?"

"Eh good point", he turned back to the sleeping, spiky haired child, "Looks like you avoided a pretty nasty fate little buddy."

The Royal Cathedral was spectacular piece of architecture even by non-saiyan standards. It rose higher than any other building on the planet; King Vegeta was incessant on being seen as above the common, vulgar, weak, licentious crowd. All over the walls were mosaics based on the history of the saiyans and symbols from the ancient saiyan language. The doors to the room, massive and made of gold and gems, held the sight of all who walked through them and were promptly destroyed by a ki blast. Zorn, the strongest saiyan elite who was filling in for King Vegeta, covered his face as black smoke filled the room. He concentrated his ki and send a shockwave out to clear the smoke. Standing in the smokes place was no one other than Bardock. "You wretched, low level imbecile!" Zorn seethed, "I should kill you for intruding unannounced, let alone blowing up the doors to our most sacred chamber!"

Bardock wore a somewhat sinister looking grin, "Go ahead and try Zorn, I've had a really bad day and wouldn't mind relieving my stress a little more."

Zorn scowled and activated his scouter. As if he could even come close to my power level, he probably couldn't even give Nappa much of a fight…what?! Zorn stared intensely at the number reading that very clearly stated that Bardock's power level was 10,000. T-Ten thousand? But that's what my own power level is…how did this low class warrior get this much power? He even surpasses Nappa!

Bardock saw Zorn's hesitation and barked out a laugh, "What's the matter Zorn? Not used to facing someone that's equal to you? Where's Vegeta? I need to speak with him on a very dire matter."

"That's KING Vegeta to you, low class! And he's not here. What is it you need?"

"My squad was betrayed by Frieza's men! Now every single one of them are dead but not before I avenged them by killing the men responsible…except for when Dodoria showed up anyways." Bardock clenched his fist at the memory of the pink skinned soldier blowing him away with a simple blast. "Before Tora died, he said that Frieza wanted every saiyan exterminated."

Zorn's pressed his lips together and exhaled, "Well this…complicates things quite a bit."

"Huh? Is that all you have to say?" Bardock was stunned at his relatively calm demeanor.

Zorn turned to him, his dark face seemed more flustered than before, "Listen Bardock, what I'm about to tell you is top secret. King Vegeta took a handful of elites to get the prince back from Frieza almost an hour ago."

Bardock gaped, "What?"

"Frieza had demanded that the prince stay with him. He said it was so he could culture him on the Planet Trade customs but we all knew it was so King Vegeta didn't try anything rash. Now that Frieza wants us dead, all bets are off; I don't think he'll let any of them live, if he was going to originally to begin with."

Bardock looked upwards and shot a ki blast at the ceiling; the explosion once again filled the room with smoke. Zorn nearly pulled his hair out, "ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND?!"

"I just might be but we have other things to worry about right now. Let's go Zorn." With that, Bardock took off into the air and flew through the hole in the ceiling.

"As if I have much of a choice." Muttered Zorn as he flew off after him.