Bardock cracks his neck, slowing his breathing as he prepares himself, waiting to allow Vegeta to make the first move. Vegeta does not make him wait long, pushing off the ground and closing the distance quickly. Bardock dodges Vegeta's opening right hook, slowly backing away as Vegeta attacks Bardock with rapid punches.
Vegeta goes for a low sweeping kick and Bardock leaps back from Vegeta, thrusting his hand forward and firing a ki blast at him. Vegeta deflects it aside, closing the distance yet again and knees Bardock in the gut, punching him in the face and knocking him back. Bardock slides to a stop, wiping the blood from his lip on the back of his hand. He smirks and his aura flares to life.
Bardock goes on the offensive, connecting with a right hook, then a left jab that knocks Vegeta back. When Vegeta lands on his feet Bardock leaps towards him and delivers a hard kick to his gut, knocking him back. He pushes off the ground and spins in mid-air, parallel to Vegeta and he delivers a spinning punch to Vegeta, knocking him into the ground. Vegeta rolls to his feet, leaping out of the way of Bardock's diving kick.
Bardock spins on his toes, his spinning kick connecting with Vegeta's head, knocking him right into his throne. Vegeta stands from his throne, gasping for air, that last kick cracking his chest armor. "You... you have grown very strong. But I am still the king." His hands drop to his sides "Gallick Gun!" He thrusts his hands forward, firing a powerful Gallick Gun right at Bardock, who holds the attack at bay with his bare hands.
Bardock deflects the wave upward, blasting a hole in the roof. With his guard down, Vegeta sees his opening, going for a dashing punch, but Bardock counters with a swift front kick to Vegeta's jaw, then he fires a point blank ki wave at Vegeta, blasting off his armor and wounding him badly. Vegeta hits the ground and rolls to a stop near his son, who was too surprised by his father's defeat to even move.
Bardock walks towards Vegeta's prone body "I believe I won." Vegeta pushes himself up onto his hands and knees "There is no need to be a smartass. So, what are you going to do with me? Execute me? Imprison me? Make me your servant?" Bardock folds his arms "Make you my general."
Vegeta manages to make it to his feet "Why would I want to serve under you?!" Bardock growls "Because you care about this empire you have built, and you want to see it flourish, regardless of the leadership in charge." Vegeta wipes the blood off his mouth and he smirks "Alright, I accept. I will train, and I will beat you and reclaim my throne."
King Bardock turns to the crowd of elites as a guard bestows upon him his cape "The Saiyan race is only as strong as its weakest link. We must grow together, if we hope to prosper. So, we are going to erect three training facilities. One will be for combat training. Another will be dedicated to science and technology, and the last will be devoted to agriculture. Since we are few in number, those who are born with acceptable combat power will be forced to attend the combat training school."
"Those who are not strong enough to attend combat school will have to choose either the science and tech school or the agricultural school. With all the tech we have gathered from the Tuffles and the other planets we have conquered, we will develop past simple tribesmen and barbarians, and we will become conquerers." The elites cheer and thrust their arms in the air. Bardock chuckles "But tonight, we feast."
Vegeta walks over to his father "Father, how did you lose to a lower class?" Vegeta spits on the floor, then glares at his son "Vegeta, know this. Our potential as a race is vast. Continue to train, and claim the throne which is rightfully yours."
Vegeta nods solemnly "Yes father." His father slowly walks towards the door as Gine runs over and embraces her king "Bardock! You won!" Bardock chuckles "Yeah, I told you I knew what I was doing. Don't ever count me out." Gine folds her arms "Oh yes, how could I be so foolish to doubt the almighty Bardock." Bardock walks over, sitting on his throne "The almighty King Bardock."
Gine walks over to him, punching him in the chest and he grunts "Hey, still sore. Vegeta has one hell of a right hook. What do you think about my ideas?" Gine nods approvingly "You're going to make a great king. If we can develop a cure for your swelling head."
Bardock stands "I want to go see Kakarot, and tell Raditz the news. Or should I say Prince Raditz." Gine smiles "I'm not sure how to handle being a queen." Bardock grabs her arms gently and smiles down at her "You don't have to butcher meat anymore." Gine giggles "What a ridiculous notion. What would I do with all my free time?" Bardock shrugs "It was just a suggestion, I know you are going to do whatever you damn well feel like doing." Gine gasps "You're learning. Ooo I should be worried now, shouldn't I?"
Ten Years Later
Kakarot stands with the other 14 students of his training class. They were in the second highest tier, right behind General Vegeta and his class of Elite guard. The scouters that the Saiyans had rigged from some of the energy sensing equipment the Tuffles used help them to place students in specific classes.
This particular class placed students in the ten to twenty thousand range. Kakarot's power level was only eighty-five hundred, putting him at the bottom of his class. Brolly, on the opposite end of the spectrum, was at twenty-seven thousand. This was the way they structured all the classes, with the weakest of the bunch being a reminder of how a group is only as strong as its weakest link, the strongest of the group giving them something to aspire to.
Their training instructor walks in, a female saiyan in her prime, with wild spiky hair that's length rivaled Raditz. Speaking of, Raditz walks in right after her, glancing over at his brother and giving him a smile before joining the rest of the group. Gallicka, the teacher, looks to each student "Yesterday we practiced kicking drills, and we went over some exercises. Today, its going to be a few sparring sessons, then we will be working on counterattacks and deflection."
She folds her arms "Kakarot with Raditz, Vegeta with Brolly, Turles with Orkara." Vegeta chuckles and Gallicka freezes "Something funny?" Vegeta looks over at Kakarot "Baby Kakarot, paired with his big brother again. Only one here who would take it easy on the princess." Gallicka snorts "Fine, brat. Kakarot, you're paired with Brolly. Vegeta, you're paired with Raditz."
Kakarot glares at Vegeta "Call me princess again and I'll knock that smug look off your face!" Raditz puts a hand on Kakarot's shoulder "Hey, don't get dragged into Vegeta's imaginary world where he is the strongest and he thinks he is better than everyone. I'll bring him back down to earth little brother." Kakarot smirks "I know you will big bro."
Gallicka names off the rest of the pairs and they space out so each pair has some room "Hey, don't forget this is sparring! That means you Vegeta! You injure Raditz like you did my daughter and I'll put you in the infirmary myself you snot nosed punk." Vegeta glares at Gallicka and she folds her arms, giving him a death glare, before turning to all the children as they start sparring.
She watches them closely, walking past the groups and shouting suggestions at them "Orkara, that right hand took you off balance, Turles could of taken off your damn head." She turns to Brolly and Kakarot, the latter of whom was struggling to dodge all of Brolly's punches, taking one directly to the face and stumbling back "Brolly, you have alot of power, but you have to remember, your the strongest kid in this class. And Kakarot has a ton of room for improvement. I would prefer it if you didn't kill the prince."
Brolly frowns "Ma'am, I can only hold back so much." She nods "Fair point. Kakarot, spar with Orkara. Turles, you're paired with Brolly." Turles turns to Broly "Hm, me against the strongest guy in class? Sounds like I got dealt a rough hand." Gallicka narrows her eyes "The gap between you two is not that significant, you seem to be the only Saiyan I have ever met that only wants to fight someone weaker than you. It's pathetic. Brolly, would you like to spar with me instead?"
Brolly nods "Yes ma'am." Gallicka sighs "Very well, I could use the exercise. Everyone clear the training arena, give Brolly and I some space. Kid is going to have to go all out if he hopes to challenge me properly." She takes off her chestplate, tossing it aside, standing in front of Brolly in just her red battle skirt and black skin tight top. Her Saiyan tail swishes in front of her, and she wraps it back around her waist "Take notes kids. This will be worth telling all your friends."
