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Ignorance

Chapter 2: Plans of Action

"And that is how you land the ship." Bulma stepped back and bowed. I frowned as I stepped closer to the control panel.

"You make it look very easy." I commented as I eyed the panel with interest. "I don't think I'll ever understand this."

"It's not that hard." Bulma sung. She pressed a few buttons and looked up at me. "Do you want to try it?" She asked. I hesitated as my eyes moved to the panel again and the wheel.

"You already showed me; so you can land the ship." I said after a while.

She chuckled. "Come on. See it as a simulation; you can't destroy the ship, because I am behind you every step of the way." She nudged me forward and shoved me to the controls.

I scoffed as I curled my fingers around the sleek texture of the wheel. "You sound confident in my abilities."

"You said yourself you don't understand it." She reminded. "You just have to know the basics, for safety purposes." She added. "When I am unconscious and the auto pilot is broken, that's when you'll have to step up and land the ship." Bulma's eyes shined as they moved over to me.

I looked down at the wheel again; it seemed much more intimidating now. "I can't imagine a scenario in which that actually happens."

"Where's your imagination?" Bulma brushed through her short blue hair and rolled her eyes at me. "Just go with it, okay?"

I opened my mouth to answer, but Bulma already pressed a blue button on the controller. I chewed on my lip and narrowed my eyes in concentration as the lights in the room slowly dimmed. The screen in front of us showed the outline of the continent. I swallowed heavily as the ship started to shake, the engine roaring. I realised my hands were shaking on the wheel.

Bulma sat down in one of the three chairs and watched as my fingers ran over the control panel. I hesitated as I pressed a button. Bulma sighed dramatically.

"Are you really going to land at this speed?" She asked with a frown. "Speed up! I want to die before you manage to get us to the ground."

I shot Bulma a look. "Speed kills." I stated before adjusting the speed level, but just a little though, I was already very nervous. I looked out of the window and watched as we moved closer and closer to the planet. I turned the wheel slightly, manoeuvring away from a tree.

"Be careful with that." Bulma warned. "The ship responds very quickly."

I nodded and stared intently out the window, waiting for the ideal moment to pull the wheel up.

Bulma looked out the window. "Three." She counted. I pulled the wheel back as hard as I could. The ship shook a bit but slowed down. "Two." She paused. "One." The ship landed on the ground with a loud thud and dust fired up on the window, like a windy tsunami.

"I did it!" I exclaimed.

Bulma smiled. "A little bumpy, but good job!"

I smiled brightly. "Thanks. Another qualification I can add to my resume. Pilot." I beamed.

Bulma chuckled. "Slow down there tiger." She calmed. "You have a long way to go before getting there!"

The flight craft's doors opened with a ring as it lowered as a ramp to the ground. We stepped out into the fresh air, Bulma clutching the beeping radar tightly in her right hand. My mouth fell open as my eyes met with the scenery.

I had been to many exotic locations in my relatively short life, I grew up in one too, but I was unprepared for the vivid spectacle of an unspoilt rainforest in its entire emerald splendour. All around us we were enveloped by varying shades of green; from soft, spongy fungi at our feet to towering trees of the canopy overhead. It was a location of such diversity and lushness that I was momentarily cowed into silence as I heard the haunting calls from creatures I couldn't put a name to. The melodic songs of brightly feathered birds were music to my ears.

"It's beautiful." I said in a hushed tone, worried that a louder voice would disturb the splendour. The sudden rushed beeping of the radar knocked me out of my reverie.

"The Dragonball is near Chi-Chi." Bulma stated with a full-focused gaze, walking deeper into the forest as the beeps grew wilder.

I darted in after her. We walked through an incredible tangle of ferns and mosses, blanketing the surface of the rainforest. The sun streamed through the thick bush-like texture of the treetops, landing on my skin. That heartened me a bit, knowing that we had plenty of daylight left to revel in this exciting quest without the threat of darkness hovering in the background.

"This way." Bulma called, waving me closer.

Over the cries of birds and monkeys and insects I thought I could detect the sound of a running river. Not to far on, we discovered a tranquil stream, walled by a gigantic rock with a waterfall spilling more energy into its flow.

The radar beeped more frantic than I have ever heard it before.

"The Dragonball is here somewhere."

There were large rocks surrounding the water. My eyes searched every one of them, until my gaze fell upon a orange sphere, clearly not fitting into the rest of the picture.

"There!" I yelled excitedly, pointing to the water. "Between some rocks."

"Good catch Chi." She complemented.

I was already down the slight inclination before Bulma was finished with her sentence. I carefully stepped into the water, mindful of the slippery rocks. As I got closer, I could see that the ball had two stars on it. The water was neither hot nor cold, but a nice temperature. I bent down towards the shallow water, pulling my dress up to prevent it from getting soaked.

Bulma whistled. "Nice ass girl!" She bellowed. "And not bad legs either; I see now what Goku saw in you."

My cheeks reddened and I acted quickly to get the Dragonball in my grasp. I instantly felt more comfortable when I could let my dress fall back down my legs, away from her ogling stares. She helped me up the inclination, pulling me back to her ground level.

She smiled. "Six more to go."

"Five." I corrected. "I already have the four star ball."

She nodded in remembrance. "Oh right."

I felt sad when the ship took to the skies again, leaving the picturesque wilderness behind, staying only behind in my memories. While Bulma handled the controls to send us speeding through the sky, I went to the back of the ship, where I stored the four-star Dragonball. I placed the two-star ball next to it and both began to illuminate a bright shade of orange.

Bulma sat on one of the lounge seats, paging through a magazine. Her straight blue hair fell gracefully to just above her shoulders and shiny diamond earrings sparkled underneath the blanket her hair created over parts of her face. A brown tank top clung to her body like a second skin and the jean short she was wearing really lived up to its name: short.

I stared at the ships controls. They automatically changed as we flew through the skies, unpiloted. I suppose the ship is on autopilot.

"So where are we going to now?" I asked, sitting down opposite her.

She peered at me over the top of the magazine. "Not sure, the radar doesn't have a map of the globe installed." She admitted. "It showed that the next Dragonball is still on this continent though, but four hours away. It was the closest one."

I nodded. "This is going quicker than I thought."

She chuckled. "Technology has shown great growth since the last time Goku and the gang went on a search."

"I guess." I wasn't even part of Goku's life back then. How sad.

Bulma placed her reading material on the open seat next to her. Her eyes were soft as they sympathetically stared at mine. "Do you really think Goku is dead?" She asked carefully, in a reserved tone. "I mean, it just doesn't make sense to me." She looked down at her intertwined hands. "It's Goku we're talking about."

A flood of emotions spooled over me, but I controlled them. "It doesn't make sense to me either Bulma." I clarified. "Goku is one of the kindest persons on the planet; I can't imagine that anyone would want to hurt him. But.." I wavered. "I have this dreadful feeling in the pit of my stomach. I cannot explain it, but I just know that something is off."

Bulma nodded, seeming saddened. "I guess that is what a person would experience about their soul mate."

"Like you would feel if something happened to Yamcha." I added.

She smiled to herself. "Probably."

We chatted for a while, but ran out of things to say at one point. I guess it was then when I fell asleep. Bulma woke me when we reached our destination.

"Chi-Chi, wake up." She shook me a little and I groaned as I opened my eyes. "The ship just landed."

My eyes opened wider and I was instantly more alert. "Let's go."

I followed her to the already open latch and an icy wind attacked our bodies. My eyes widened as I studied the scenery. "You've got to be kidding me…"

(Goku's POV)

I woke with a start, clutching the thin blanket that covered my body. My breathing came in gasps and I frantically looked around me, confused. I ran my hand through my hair, my fingers hit the spiky wall that was my hair.

I looked out of the window and didn't recognise the alien landscape that was spread out as far as I could see. All I saw were contrasting lights amid a cityscape of twisting spires and gentle curved shapes.

Saiyans… I was with the Saiyans. I remembered grimly.

"Good, you're up." Bardock walked into the room, unannounced. He placed a piece of armour, similar to his, at the foot of the bed. "Get dressed, we have to go."

"Where to?"

"You have a meeting with Lord Frieza." He stated impatiently.

"Lord Frieza?" I inquired. "Why would he want to see me?"

"We need to ask for his permission to make you part of our little Saiyan squad." He answered, more annoyed than impatient this time.

"I still don't understand why you need me. There are a lot stronger warriors you could recruit into your team. " I took a deep breath. "You said it yourself, I am weak, compared to you guys anyway."

"Why do you need to know everything?" He snapped.

"Well, it would make trusting you easier."

He sighed, giving in. "I had a vision Kakarot." Bardock declared. "I had it while we were on a purge a few days before we went to Earth. It was very vivid, and clearer than any other vision I have ever had before, probably because I was weak from severe blood loss." He paused, looking at me. "It was about you…" His voice trailed off mysteriously.

"Me?" I asked in a shocked tone.

"I first saw the Saiyan rebellion we raised, killed, because Lord Frieza found out about our betrayal prematurely. I died too, along with planet Vegeta, which he also destroyed. No Saiyans were left, none except for prince Vegeta, his comrade Nappa," he paused to look at me, "and you." He stood up and walked over to the window. "You were clearly a strong Saiyan, but yet very different. You had blonde hair and blue eyes, and your energy was shot out of you with an aura of golden lighting…"

I frowned. "Are you sure that that was me?"

"Yes. You look like me after all." He nodded too and turned to face me again. "Are you familiar with the Legendary Super Saiyan transformation Kakarot?"

"I was a toddler when you sent me to Earth, so no. Most of the Saiyan culture is lost on me."

"The ability to become a Super Saiyan was once considered to be nothing but a legend, as it has not been performed for over one-thousand years. It is said that a Super Saiyan has achieved a level of power so overwhelming that it can only be maintained in a transformed state." He explained. "I believe you are the Legendary Super Saiyan. It may not look like that now, but the potential is inside of you."

"I don't know…" I replied sceptically.

"My visions are very accurate Kakarot." He said grimly. "I don't have a lot of them, but when I do, I am assured that it will occur." His expression turned sombre. "Join us. Help me defeat Frieza. Help me free my kind. Help me free our kind. We are tired of being slaves."

I didn't reply, not knowing why I felt like I owed him something.

"I may be a lousy father Kakarot, and even a more lousy person at that, but I am a man of my word. Trust me as I tell you that no harm will come to your family if you help us." He smiled softly. "They are my family too after all, and I would hate for my legacy to run dry, even if it is carried on by a half-breed."

"But if I dedicate myself to your plan, I will not see my son grow up." I said softly.

He shrugged. "I didn't get to see you grow up because of Frieza." He stated. "You are a man of morals Kakarot, would it be the right thing to just walk away from the chance to rid the universe of a great evil?"

"Wanting to stay with my family doesn't make me a bad person."

"But it makes you an accomplice." He folded his arms over his muscular chest. "You know about Frieza's wrongdoings, but yet you willingly choose to look away and do nothing about it."

I knew he was right, knew that I would regret turning the other cheek, but the sacrifice of never seeing my family again was too severe.

"As if you care about Frieza's wrongdoings."

He shrugged indifferently. "I won't deny that I do." He admitted. "But I do care about my people's freedom, our people's freedom."

He sighed angrily when I didn't respond. "Let me put this in another way that you might understand." His voice was much more cruel than before. "We are trained lethal killers." He emphasized each word. "And your hybrid son is a disgrace we would love to wipe off the family tree. Then you can go home and explain to your wife why she is childless."

I growled. "You will not lay a finger on my child."

He snickered. "Who is going to stop us?" He gave me an incredulous look. "You?" He shook his head. "We are a species that thrives on revenge; you should know that. I am not making an empty threat."

"If I agree, you promise not to harm my wife and son." I paused. "My planet."

"I am a man of my word Kakarot." He smiled. "I knew you would come around." He clapped his hands rhythmically. "Now get dressed."

I frowned as I pulled the tight blue spandex and hard-as-a-rock piece of armour over my head. I grimaced as I caught my reflection in the window. I look like one of them now…

"What do I have to do in this meeting with Frieza?" I looked at Bardock who was walking next to me. The long grey hallway wall filled with people walking, mostly Saiyans dressed in various armours, hurrying to their destination. I noticed that if you show any doubt they'll push you aside.

"Frieza wants to see every new warrior so you'll have to show yourself too." Bardock sighed. "Of course, with you being completely estranged from what it means to be a Saiyan, or warrior for that matter, it is going to be very hard for you to show that you are good enough."

I frowned. "But I thought we are going to kill Frieza, that makes…" Bardock's fist crashed into my face, busting my lip open. I stuttered back and fell against the wall. I was completely taken aback as I clutched the throbbing pain over my mouth. My brain was still shaking in my skull as I rose to my feet, using the wall as an aide. I stared at Bardock with big eyes and his angered gaze met with mine.

He grabbed me by the arm and pulled me closer. I flinched at his sudden close proximity. "Are you insane?!" He yelled in a whisper, clutching my arm more fiercely. His foul breath made my already shaken up head spin. "That is supposed to be a secret."

He let go of me and I fell against the wall again. "I will kill you if you ever utter another word about it in public."

I looked around, seeing that not one person paid attention to the scene Bardock created. They were all too wrapped up in their paths, or this was just another occurrence they were used to seeing on a daily basis.

Shaken up, I just nodded and caught up to Bardock's long strides.

He shot me another look. "Good thing that happened." He said, more to himself than to me. "You'll seem more fierce and blood-thirsty with that bloodied lip."

I rolled my eyes. As if he is doing me any favours. "So, what do I have to do in there?" I asked, ignoring his previous statement. I wanted to be ready for anything that might happen, since these people didn't really seem to have love for structure and order.

He pouted, as if pondering the matter. "Always bow, get up when he says you can. Basically do everything he tells you to do. Even if he asks you to eat and digest your arm. Do it." His voice was filled with authority, but I could detect a hint of worry in his voice, even though he didn't show it. "Normally he just looks at the warrior's body, height, age and asks a few questions. He always follows the normal routine." His eyes met with mine. "Be on your guard."

I slowed down a bit. Unnoticed by Bardock. On guard… I don't know what to expect! Damn, I know something is going to happen, I can feel it. I snapped out of my thoughts when I bumped into someone. I looked up.

A tall man with a light green skin colour and long darker green hair bound in a braid looked down at me. The man's features was very striking; he was very handsome bit I didn't like his eyes. I just didn't trust them.

"You blasted idiot!" He yelled in a deep attractive voice. "You tore my shirt!" The man pulled back a fist and tried to hit me, but my senses heightened at the confrontation of danger, I blocked his incoming fist with both my arms. I went to punch back when I fell to the ground in pain, clutching my eyes, the blood ticking like a clock behind it.

Damn, he moves quickly!

Bardock was next to me as he apologized to the man "I'm very sorry Zarbon." He gestured a hand to me. "He just got back after being away for almost two decades. He has forgotten his place."

Zarbon looked at me like an exterminator would look at a bug, who was destined to be squished. I was still kneeling on the ground in pain, finding it hard to look out of my injured eye.

"Get up Saiyan." Zarbon didn't have to say this twice. I felt very ashamed of being controlled like that. I got up and glared at Bardock. "Brat, apologize right now." He whispered almost inaudibly, staring intently at me.

I frowned, not thinking that I was the one to apologize. What happened was an accident, and I was only trying to defend myself from his unreasonable attacks.

"He is one of Frieza's right hand men, and very strong." His whispered again.

I sighed. "I apologize…" I began, only to have Bardock grabbing my hair and pushing me to my knees.

"Try again." He growled, loudly this time.

"I apologize for my behaviour sir. I will not do it again." I muttered out against my will.

Zarbon smirked and ruffled my hair. "Apology accepted monkey boy." He shot a look at Bardock, it wasn't very friendly. "You have to teach him some manners!" His lip twitched up in amusement. "But I guess it is difficult to teach manners to a monkey. You and your pups are living proof of that, aren't you Bardock?"

"If you say so." Bardock forced through clenched teeth.

Zarbon smiled and walked away after this.

As soon as Zarbon was out of earshot, Bardock pulled me up, by the hair. "Congratulations!" He exclaimed sarcastically. "Two minutes in this ship and you already made enemies with Zarbon! He is going to be in that meeting with Frieza, do you realise that?!"

"He cant just walk around and punch people for no reason!" I defended. "It is not right."

Bardock rolled his eyes. "This is not Earth, so your earthy morals are out the window!" He shouted. "If you want to die, you better go on like this." He started walking away, and I followed him, saying nothing.

We reached a large grey door with two guards standing next to it. I stared at it for a few seconds, feeling nervous. Bardock put a hand on my shoulder. "Good luck Kakarot."

I took a deep breath before entering the room, Bardock behind me. The room was darker than a moonless night. How nice… I thought sarcastically. I walked blindly, relying on my senses not to bump into anything.

"Stop." A voice thundered and I came to a standstill. Bardock's warning about always doing what Frieza says, no matter what, kept circling in my mind.

A light went on and I saw a throne in front of me. A small man occupied the seat. The man had a pinkish and purplish shade of skin and wearing a similar piece of armour as me. At fist glance he didn't look intimidating at all, but when I got a whiff of her power level, I froze. This was the strongest and darkest power I have ever witnessed in my life. It made sense to me now that all these men followed him around like puppies, even after how he treated them. He could wipe out the entire species with one finger.

Two men were flanking him, standing next to his throne. One was very fat, bordering on the status of obesity and really hard to look at. I wasn't sure of its gender too. On the other side stood a familiar face. Zarbon… I closed my eyes for a second. Just my luck…

"Lord Frieza." Bardock addressed Frieza with a bow and I mimicked the gesture. "I have come here to ask for your permission to recruit a new warrior."

Frieza looked at me with interest, as if he were an eagle and I a fish. "So I heard…" His voice trailed off ominously. "The young Earthling." I could see Zarbon smirking from the corner of my eye.

"Come forward boy." Frieza invited friendly.

I got up and walked up to Frieza who was still looking at me with that peculiar look of interest.

"So you were sent to Earth as a child, stuck there for almost twenty years before your family retrieved you again?"

I nodded. "Yes Lord Frieza."

He nodded, muttering "interesting" under his breath as he rose from his throne, walking over to me. He walked around me, looking me up and down. I felt uncomfortable but didn't let it show. I wasn't supposed to look weak.

"That would explain your pathetic power level." He muttered in distaste. "You didn't receive the training you should have."

"We are going to train him Lord Frieza." Bardock interrupted. "We guarantee his strength to increase seven fold when we are done with him."

Frieza pursed his lips. "That is all well and good, but I don't need a strong warrior for the future, I need one now." He placed his bone finger under my chin, his sharp nail digging into my flesh, tasting blood. "And I am afraid this scrawny monkey doesn't make the cut."

He walked back to his throne with his hands held behind his back. "He is basically a weakling Earthling." He shook his head in disgust. "Speaking of, I suppose you carried out my wishes and destroyed the planet when you retrieved your offspring?" Frieza looked over to Bardock, who nodded.

I gasped silently. "Earth destroyed?!" I exclaimed in a incredulous voice.

This didn't go unnoticed by Frieza. "Wait young one, you didn't know?" He looked at me with a little sinister smile.

I looked over to the man who claimed to be my father. "How can earth be destroyed?!" I was yelling now, edging my way over to him.

"We had orders." Bardock answered coolly, not flinching from my loud yells.

"I have a wife!" I snapped back. A sudden feeling of anger swelled inside me, growing with each second my anger grew. "I have a son." My voice lowered as I thought of my barely three-year-old boy, decaying somewhere in a ditch. "You promised not to hurt them!" A yell erupted out of my throat and I let out all the swelled up energy inside of me.

I relished in the power that collected in my muscles and bones. Clenching and unclenching my fists to feel how it surged through my body. A brilliant white flame-like aura also fired up around my frame, burning profusely.

"You killed my family!" I accused as I jumped up in the air with my fist outstretched. I allowed gravity to take me down to Bardock's shocked-stricken frame. The punch I planted on his cheek was hard. His legs fell under him and he crashed with a shuddering crack into the tiled floor. Going deeper and deeper as I pressed more force into my fists.

Feeling satisfied with my attack I backed away a step, looking down with a fuming hatred at my biological father. His eyes were closed and his breathing slow. He was knocked unconscious.

Frieza whistled as I turned around. "I may have underestimated you, Saiyan." He looked approvingly down at me, signalling his two men with a finger.

He smirked menacingly at me. "You got through the first phase of my test. Let's see if you can survive the second…"

They instantly took off after their master's sentence, disappearing with speed into thin air, and reappearing at different sides of the room. They fired a blast at me simultaneously. My senses were more heightened than they have ever been before. I closed my eyes and waited until they dartingly neared me. I flew up just before they could hit me, barely brushing by the burning heat.

'He would just ask a few questions.' Bardock's words manifested in my mind. I scoffed. Yeah right.

Zarbon and the pink blob appeared in front of me suddenly. I flinched, underestimating their speed. They immediately started hitting and kicking me. I blocked a few attacks but I couldn't manage to block them all. Zarbon got a few good hits in and punched me to the ground. The blob kept firing blasts at me, hindering me from getting back to my feet.

The blasts finally stopped after a while and I got up, panting. I rushed up into the air and landed a punch on Zarbon, who was launched into a wall. The pink guy came up behind me and kicked me in the back. I didn't expect the attack and thus was smashed into the wall next to Zarbon, who got hold of one of my legs. He spun me around and then let gravity do its job as he let me go. I spun out of control, tumbling towards the ground at a dangerous speed. I crashed into the floor, landing near Bardock.

I groaned as I pushed myself off the floor, using every speck of emotional restraint I had to block out the screaming pain radiating through my entire body. Damn, these guys are strong. I looked up at them where they stood next to Frieza again, smirking and unharmed.

"I have seen enough." Frieza stated. "I approve of you."

I bowed down, despite not feeling a tinge of respect or gratefulness. "Thank you Lord Frieza."

"You can go now." He dismissed. "Take your father with you."

I cringed at the mention of Bardock as my father. I walked out, throwing the still unconscious Bardock over my shoulder and walking out the room. As soon as I reached their residence I threw him on the ground. That seemed to wake him up.

Radditz shot me a peculiar look due to my actions, but didn't bother to ask why.

"What did they say father?"

"I'm not sure." His questioning eyes found mine. As soon as he rose to his feet my hands lunged for his throat. "You destroyed my planet, my home!" I accused.

Radditz came between us. "Woah hold on little brother." He pried my hands off his father. "We didn't destroy Earth." He turned to face the now coughing Bardock. "Why? Did Frieza ask?"

Bardock nodded, not able to get coherent words out of his mouth.

"What?" I asked, my confused gaze falling on each of them.

Radditz chuckled and walked over to me. Bardock left the room, I didn't bother to see where he was going. He pat me on the shoulder, that silly smile still on his face. "Take comfort in this. We'll never destroy Earth, not likely though."

I frowned. "I thought you had no remorse for planets and their inhabitants?"

He rolled his eyes; amusement playing around in them. "We don't." He replied in a reassuring tone. "We are badasses, don't you ever forget that, but Earth has a peculiar interest to us." He let out a breath. "Probably the same reason why Frieza wanted it to be destroyed in the first place."

I raised my eyebrows, edging him to tell me what he was hiding.

His lips twitched up in a crooked smile. "It is one of the last remaining planets with a fully functional moon…"