Chapter 2- A Saiyan Revolution
"Well who exactly do you have in mind to recruit Prince Vegeta?" Raditz asked.
"Well I heard that the two exiled saiyans, Paragus and Broly, just came back from wherever they were…and I hear they are remarkably strong." Vegeta answered.
"Where exactly do these guys live?" Nappa asked.
"They live in the burrows…where all the low class saiyans live. From what I have heard though, they shouldn't even be down there at all compared to how strong they are."
As the group walked down the road, they examined the area. Old buildings that were run down filled the streets. Low class saiyans with stained and broken armor filled the homes. Some saiyans were bald like Nappa and others had hair that resembled Raditz.
A few Frieza soldiers were running toward Vegeta, holding laser guns in their arms. They approached Vegeta and his gang and stopped. There were about three soldiers in the group, one with purple alien like skin. Another had orange skin with purple hair. The other was just a simple like red skinned creature. They wore helmets that resembled football helmets and they had the standard saiyan armor on.
"Prince Vegeta, we ask you to come with us to speak to Lord Frieza." The front soldier said.
Vegeta only stood, staring at the lead soldier. Trying to give the soldier a sense of hesitation. Nappa just grinned and made a gruff laugh.
"Tell me something soldier, would you like to be summoned to Frieza?" Vegeta asked.
The soldier became nervous as sweat dripped from behind his head.
"Um, well yes I would be uh hehe…"
"Of course you would, but we are saiyans. We do not fear death…we know how to embrace it…you pitiful soldiers just fear him but don't know how to embrace it."
The soldier stood silent, nervously awaiting Vegeta's next words.
"Give Frieza a message for me…" Vegeta began.
The soldier began to whimper silently.
"Give him the message that I am not coming to him…"
Vegeta held his palm up to the soldiers face, and the soldiers gasped in horror.
"Give him that message…ONCE YOU ARE BOTH IN HELL!!" Vegeta screamed as he fired a large purple blast at the soldiers.
The soldiers screamed in pain and agony until nothing was left but a faint echo.
"Ha! Stupid soldiers, serves them right for serving Frieza!" taunted Nappa.
Vegeta turned back and looked at Nappa. "But are we any different?…"
Nappa became silent, and looked at the ground, staring at the dust float away in the desolate wind that had a faint presence.
"Those soldiers represent Frieza…so I will treat them like Frieza, which is like dirt!" Vegeta exclaimed.
"We share a common goal…" said a voice from the shadows.
Vegeta stared over as a figure emerged from the shadows. It was a tan saiyan with short black hair and a mustache. He had a green shoulder armor piece on his right shoulder and a white cape stretched over his body like a blanket. A scar covered his right eye, allowing his eye only to open up only every so often.
"My name is Paragus."
"Just who we were looking for." Nappa commented.
"Yes, we were looking for you. We wanted to ask you and your son, Broly, something. It's really more of promotion than anything else." Vegeta explained.
Paragus' son, Broly, walked out of the shadows. He had long black hair, but not nearly as long as Raditz's. He wore a red skirt like cloth and ragged white pants by his waist. His boots were gold with a red gem like object placed inside the boot. He wore a gold necklace around his neck and a headband around his forehead. Each of these had a red crest inside each of these, spouting a hint of suspicion. Broly was tall and spouted large muscles. His height was much taller than Nappa, in which is quite a bit.
"Ah yes, this is Broly." Paragus mentioned as he waved his arms at his son.
"What's with the lack of armor? And what's with all the fancy jewels?" Raditz asked.
"Broly feels restrained when the armor is on, and Broly is the type of guy that likes to show off his riches, isn't that right Broly?"
Broly said nothing and remained emotionless. Paragus gritted his teeth for a split second but veered back to his sight of Vegeta.
"What can we do for you?"
"Let's cut through the details. A private group of saiyans are being gathered to over-throw Frieza and you two have been nominated for the job, so we have to clarify if you want to pull through with this." Vegeta explained.
"And what do I get for this?" he asked with a smile.
"Freedom"
Paragus smiled, "We will do it then…"
--Meanwhile, across the city--
"Frieza…I swear that you will be killed…" Bardock thought.
"You seem troubled old man." Came a voice from the side.
Bardock looked over and there stood a saiyan in dark blue armor, with hair that resembled his own. The figure took a bite out of what looked like an apple combined with a peach.
"K-Kakarrot?" asked Bardock.
"Kakarrot?" asked the figure as he threw his fruit against the wall. "No, my name is Turles."
"Turles? You're wanted across the entire east galaxy!" Bardock exclaimed.
"So what? I know what you want, and I will help you."
"What's the catch?" Bardock asked.
"Nothing, all I want is all of my charges cleared from my crimes."
"But you killed so many innocent people! People Frieza didn't order to be killed!" Bardock exclaimed with a look of disgust.
"Who hasn't? He mocked. "My power is incredible, and you could use it to kill Frieza."
Bardock hesitated to answer, but gave in. "I'm sure King Vegeta could arrange something."
Turles smiled and stepped forward.
--Later, at King Vegeta's castle--
Vegeta, Nappa, Raditz, Paragus, and Broly walked into the thrown room. King Vegeta already had Bardock and Turles at his side, and had already discussed arrangements with them.
"So who have you brought me son?"
"This is Broly and Paragus, father."
"Paragus…didn't I exile you from this planet nearly thirty-five years ago?" he asked.
"Yes you did, and nearly killed us at that." Paragus said in disgust.
"Any reason you have returned?"
"Maybe I was sick of living off of life-less planets and lack of food you soul-less bastard…I don't know why I just don't kill you right now…"
"Now is not the time for personal issues Paragus…because right now is the time for a revolution…today is end of an endless tyranny…"
Vegeta smiled and looked at Bardock, who smiled back and tightened his bandanna.
"We are the strongest saiyans on Planet Vegeta, and the last hope for freedom of this planet. You all know that not all of you will make it out of this mission alive. If any one of you do not want to take part in this mission, please speak now."
The room was silent, and King Vegeta waited a few seconds for any last minute choices.
"Thank you. Now, saiyans, we fight." He said as he walked out of his thrown room.
Nappa and Raditz followed the King, followed by Bardock, Broly, and Paragus. Turles walked behind them and looked back and gave a dastardly smile.
"Something about this guy drives me the wrong way…I just don't trust him…"Vegeta thought.
Putting his thoughts aside, Vegeta walked out of the room and was about to take part in a battle that was to reveal the true purpose of a saiyan. Life or Death.