Raditz and Turles were sparring, both of them shouting. "Ha!" The two collided kicks, a gust of wind being sent out as Daikon watched quietly. Turles grabbed Raditz by the tail. "Haha! Gotcha. Remember to keep it wrapped!" Turles suddenly swung Raditz around, slamming him into the dirt. A woman emerged from a small hut. "Boys! Don't hurt each other too much!" She said as Raditz got up, dusting himself off. "Don't worry mom! We're training hard with a cause!" Raditz said to the woman, now known to be his mother, Gine.
She had medium length hair and was quite peaceful unlike other saiyans. She didn't fight much, but she was definitely strong willed enough to frighten others when she wants to. "Oh yeah? What's this cause?" She said as Raditz and Turles turned towards each other. Raditz then turned to his mom. "There's a tournament coming up for children warriors. If we win, we can go on mission without any adults." Gine sighed. "Okay then.. But don't get carried away." They both gave her a thumbs up as Daikon sat on a bench, looking off to the side.
Bardock then arrived, arms crossed. "Dad!" Raditz ran to Bardock looking up at him. "Guess what! I'm entering the tournament! I'll become an elite like you with Turles and Daikon." Bardock looked down at him, saying, "I'm no elite. I'm simply a powerful low class. As for this tournament, I won't be watching. I trust that you'll win, or you'll be considered a disappointment." Raditz then looked down, sighing as Bardock entered the hut.
He turned to Gine. "I checked on Kakarot. A weakling, still." Gine sighed, chopping up meat. "You shouldn't be that rude to your kids." Bardock scoffed. "Without scolding and what I do, they won't toughen up." Gine put some steaks in a bag, stretching. "Well, I've gotta get to work selling meat. You have fun." Bardock nodded. Gine flew away as her husband entered a training grounds like area. He put one hand over the other, aiming at a dummy. "Burn Gun!" He slammed his fist right into the dummy, penetrating straight through it. "Nice one." A voice said as Bardock looked up.
He saw Catsear smiling in the sky before landing down. Elsewhere, within the castle of the saiyans, a boy was training. Prince Vegeta. He was fighting saibamen, small green beings with brain like heads. One saibamen leapt up, firing acid at Vegeta. The boy grabbed another by the leg, using him as a shield for the acid. After that one was melted by the other, Vegeta impaled the other one straight through the heart, killing it. Multiple saibamen rushed Vegeta at once, and all he had to do, was simply spread his arms out and blow them all away. They each died, crashing into the wall.
Outside, a big brute of a saiyan named Nappa watched, arms crossed. He had a small bit of hair on his head and a mustache "What power for a child.." He sat, his arms crossed as he watched Vegeta train hard against the saibamen. He looked around, seeing if anyone else was near. A woman walked over, hands on her hips as she looked towards Nappa. She had reddish brown hair with blue royal armor, having blue sleeves but no pants to cover, the skin on her legs being shown off. Luckily her armor covered those parts. She walked over, looking through the glass towards Vegeta.
"Quite an admirable boy isn't he? And such a time taker when being born." Nappa laughed, watching Vegeta fight. "Definitely your highness." This lady was the queen of the saiyans. Queen Fuita. "So, have you heard back from your other son? Tarble? The one on exile." Fuita nodded as Nappa asked. "Yeah. He's doing fine in space." Vegeta kicked the head of a saibaman off it's shoulders. He then looked around, shouting. "Nappa! I demand more trash!" Nappa pushed a button, more saibamen growing from the ground. All of them came at Vegeta as he grabbed one, stabbing his fingers into it's eyes, using it to beat the others down.
Raditz was punching and kicking at the air as he spun around. Daikon watched, Turles pulling out a bag. "Using materials on Planet Vegeta.. I can make some sort of fruit to make me stronger..." A blast hit the bag, destroying it. "Turles. We'll become stronger normally and together." Daikon chuckled seeing this as Turles and Raditz were arguing. Daikon decided to train too, since this tournament depended on all of them. He began spinning and punching at a log, shouting as his attacks hit.
Catsear dropped, facing Bardock. "Hey there! How's it going Bardock?" Bardock scoffed, turning away. "Come on, you don't have to like this to everyone. I've known you since you were 11 and I was 4. Remember? Our squad? Little me, you and Tora." Catsear chuckled, putting his arms on a fence. Bardock turned slightly. "Then we met Canilipe, and you ended up joining his squad when we grew up." Catsear shrugged. "I may be his best friend now, but I'm still yours too. So, how are the kids?" He asked, Bardock sighing. "Weak. Raditz is barely decent, and Kakarot is far below average. Disappointments."
"Don't misjudge them till they grow. You'll see Bardock. Anyways, I need advice. Relationship wise." Bardock then grunted. "You're asking me, about relationships? Tch. You always were an idiot." Catsear laughed, punching the air. "The girl on my squad. Mallow. She's older than me by a couple years, but I really like her." Bardock then thought to himself, "For some reason, it actually makes sense he's asking about relationship advice. He is 17." Bardock sighed, chuckling a bit. "Whaat? It's not funny!" He put his hand on Catsear's shoulder, smiling. "Then go for it. I shouldn't be focusing on this, I'm a saiyan warrior, but you want advice, so just go to her." The two smiled as Catsear then brought something else up. "I almost forgot why I came here. We got missions set. Planet Kanassa for your squad." Bardock then gave him a thumbs up, walking away. "I'll prepare immediately."
