DH88: Hello, Hey, Hi... That's about all that I can think of saying right now, so on to the fic!

Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ, if I did, this would be on tv, not in a fanfic.

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Prologue

On the planet Vegeta, the inhabitants were doing nothing out of the ordinary, for Saiyans anyway. They were going about their day-to-day tasks, totally oblivious to what was going to happen that day. They conducted business as usual. They would send small Saiyan children to far away planets, so that the young ones may one day rid the planet of its inhabitants, readying it for colonization by the highest bidder.

The Saiyans had absolutely to clue to what was going to happen that day. The Saiyan known as Bardok had just missed his son, Kakkorot, fly off in a pod headed for Earth. He then tried to stop the tyrant, known as Frieza in any way he could, since Frieza was bent on destroying the planet Vegeta on that day. Bardok gave a valiant effort, but in the end, Frieza was just too powerful. The blast uses to kill Bardok continued on towards the planet Vegeta, destroying everything on the planet, or so the tyrant thought...

10 minutes before planet's destruction...

The nursery was full of small Saiyan children. Those responsible for their care were carrying some of the infants to pods. One infant in particular was an average Saiyan child, with an average power level. He looked much like any other Saiyan child; only his hair was dark brown instead of black. He also had brown eyes, instead of pure black. This young one was taken from his nursing pod, and sent to the launching bay.

"Hey, Makrod, where does this one go?" said a tall, doglike humanoid, holding the young child.

"He goes to pod 487 Banoth. Hey, what's the brat's name anyway?" asked a shorter, fishlike humanoid.

"Says here that his name in Draemen. Well little guy, looks like you're headed for..." Banoth checked a small screen off to the side.

"Some planet called Earth. Well, we have one child already heading for there, but I suppose another wouldn't hurt." Banoth put Draemen into a small pod and closed the hatch.

"Hey Makrod! Load the mission programming into the brat's pod, and set him to launch about twenty minutes from now." Makrod pushed a few buttons on his keypad and uploaded the mission programming into Draemen's pod. The young Saiyan merely rolled onto his side and fell asleep. He was as clueless as the rest of his race as to what would happen next...

20 minutes after planet's destruction...

Freiza had destroyed the planet, not caring about the debris floating about. He had now long departed. Floating behind a large chunk of what was once the planet Vegeta, a small Saiyan space pod lay floating, it's power cells ripped off in the explosion, and it's memory banks empty. All of the power inside of it was diverted to the pod's life support. The young Saiyan, Draemen, was still fast asleep, and he still had no idea of what had just happened. 99% of his race was just wiped out! He just rolled over again and swished his tail a few times. Just as all hope seemed to be lost for this little one, a large shadow covered his pod. When the looming shadow left, all that was left of the planet Vegeta was a pile of rocks.

But suddenly, among the wreckage, something stirred, as if just awakening from a long sleep. It opened its eyes for the first time in millennia. It was free! Finally free from the planets core in which it had been imprisoned. It vowed revenge on the entire Saiyan race for what they had done to it. It then left the planet's debris to get even more powerful than it already was.

Meanwhile, a small Saiyan child was being discovered upon a ship passing by, which was only trying to collect mineral samples, but instead got something more...

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DH88: Hey, well that was just the prologue, it gets better (I hope!). Well this is my first fic, so please review and tell me what you think, and if you flame me, well, good for you.