A/N: Hey guys! So quick update. I will TRY to get a new chapter up every week, if I'm not busy with school and work.
Also, i'm sad… I see a blank review page! PLEASE leave a review: they make me feel all fuzzy and warm inside. So anyway here is Chapter Two!
Race Against Time! Countdown To Planet Vegeta's Destruction!
Bardock raced towards the city inside Olani's PTO pod and prayed that Gine was around. He wanted to get off the planet soon but he wanted his wife with him.
Calm down Bardock, he thought to himself. Don't act irrational, that's just going to draw attention and get yourself killed.
Bardock landed at the meat packing company, Quza, and ran to the door. The manager of the place, a big burly elite Saiyan, reminiscent of General Nappa named Uri, was knocked down by the crazed third class warrior on a mission.
"Where is Gine!" he yelled.
"In the break room! Damn Bardock!" his superior said.
Bardock didn't even listen. He ran to the break room and saw Gine, sipping some coffee.
He stopped and paused for a moment. Gine had typical Saiyan features: Her face, though relaxing looked determined, her soft brown eyes glittered for a moment upon seeing Bardock before returning to a steely gaze. Her tail waved lazily behind her then wrapped itself around her waist. She was shorter than Bardock, around Prince Vegeta's height. She never got mad: she was too gentle. Kakarot had carried her genes, Bardock thought.
"Gine! It's urgent honey, we need to get off this planet now!"
Gine looked up in alarm. "Its...time?"
Bardock nodded urgently. "Yes. Now come on!"
They had already discussed this before, the possibility to get off this planet. Gine discovered a loophole: "What if they find us by our scouters?"
The ever resourceful Bardock told her that he had picked up the ability to sense energy while fighting on another planet. They wouldn't need any scouters. Once on Earth, they would crush their scouters and destroy any recognizable features of the PTO.
Gine sighed. "I never knew… we would ever have to leave this planet. Our friends, family. The Saiyans." She started to tear up.
"You've got to snap out of it Gine! I tried warning everyone; no one listened! We have to leave!"
Bardock walked briskly forward, Gine following.
"What about Raditz?"
Bardock stopped. Then he sighed. "Raditz is with Prince Vegeta's Elite squad, Frieza will want to keep them."
Uri, walked up to the pair and said, "Where are you going? Taking an early leave? Vacation? You have to fill out a form you know!"
"In a few hours, there will be no forms." Bardock said cryptically.
Gine burst into tears.
"Is he abusing you honey?" asked Uri looking at Gine. "I can take care of him," he growled at Bardock.
Bardock, filled with rage, jumped at Uri, startling the older Saiyan. He swung a punch at Uri's gut, then as Uri was bent over in immense pain, the palm haired saiyan kicked his chin upward and the Nappa-esque man dropped to the floor.
As a bit of blood came out Uri's mouth, Bardock stepped on his chest.
"Don't ever make that notion to my wife ever again. Do I make myself clear?"
Uri nodded as fast as he could.
"Good." Bardock stepped off and the big man sighed in relief.
"Come on honey, let's go." Bardock muttered as he and his wife tan toward the exit signs.
Uri got up on one knee then stood up to his full height. He noticed he had the entire workplace watching the embarrassing encounter and growled at them.
"What are you lazy, nosy, good for nothing monkeys doing?" he yelled. "Get back to work!"
The scared employees ran in different directions, scrambling to their assigned jobs before their boss gave them pink slips.
Bardock guided Gine into her pod. "Are you positive Bardock?" She said.
He nodded sadly. "Yes Gine."
Gine suddenly opened her mouth wide and made gasping sounds.
"What is is Gine? Please tell me!"
Gine wordlessly pointed into the sky. So it is true, she thought. Frieza was really plotting our demise.
Bardock slowly looked up. Then he gasped himself.
Frieza's spaceship sat in the atmosphere above Planet Vegeta. The ship seemed to leer at their attempt at escape.
Bardock shut Gine's pod shut and motioned a shaky thumbs up. He raced to his own pod and sent a prayer up to the forces that be. Please let us make it.
The two PTO pods hovered in the air for a brief second, before erupting in a white light and shooting toward the night sky.
Frieza sat in his hoverchair watching the surface of Planet Vegeta through his gigantic window.
"What is that Sire?"
Zarbon appeared at his side almost startling Frieza.
Two objects, microscopic from his high view up, flew near the surface of the planet before taking off and rising above the atmosphere then shooting out of sight.
"Probably some space rocks or something." The Arcosian said drowsily. He must have drank too much wine too early.
Zarbon shrugged it off. If Frieza didn't care, why should he?
"Lord, I have received word that Vegeta and his elites have refused the order to return to the planet."
Now alert, Frieza growled and smiled at the same time.
"Yes, Zarbon I know." he turned around. "This is a blessing and a curse at the same time,"
The Icejin continued. "Blessing, because we can have 3 Saiyans left to do our bidding, purging planets, doing stuff our regular soldiers can't. Curse, because I wanted ALL Saiyan exterminated." he finished.
"Vegeta was always arrogant and defiant, " said Zarbon. "Maybe you should punish him when he gets back."
"No, that would seem extremely suspicious. I call him back for no reason at all and his planet blows up the same day. Vegeta is too smart for that." Frieza said thoughtfully.
"I can't punish him- yet." The youngest Cold said. "If I have to sic Dodoria on him when he's alone- he'll put up a fight but won't win."
Zarbon smiled. It was times like these that he loved working for Frieza.
"Yes Sire." the male beauty said.
"I'm pretty sure that we are done here Vegeta," Nappa mumbled. "There is no one on the planet left!"
"Don't you get it you imbeciles!" Vegeta struggled to compose himself. "I heard some rumors about Frieza, that's why I wasted time on this planet!"
Nappa and Raditz were shocked. "Wha- What do you mean Vegeta?" Raditz questioned fearfully.
"I see why Frieza called us back: he wants to kill us all!" the Prince said. "I felt my father's ki drop to nothing, Frieza must be putting his plans in motion!"
Are you sure Vegeta?" Nappa questioned. "It was probably the rambling of some drunk third class Saiyan trash."
"Hey!" yelled Raditz, hurt.
"Hey no offense bud, just for demonstration purposes, calm down." the elite warrior said.
Vegeta finished his thoughts.
I'm positive. We have all seen how sadistic Frieza is, and this can't be a coincidence! I've heard that he wants to destroy us all: I don't know how or why, but we are already too late!"
Vegeta felt tears leak out his eyes. But no one ever saw it because he flared his ki, disguised as a show of emotion.
The prideful Prince grabbed his comrades by the shoulders. "We better start heading back, we will probably get killed anyway." he mumbled.
The three Saiyans nodded solemnly. They went to the elite PTO pods and prepared to take off toward the doomed planet they called home.