Prince Vegeta's muscles were tense and he was breathing hard. He had been training with Bardock for the past couple of weeks. Both Prince Vegeta's and Bardock's powers had risen. Prince Vegeta was at 1008 and Bardock at 3000. They had just finished an intense sparring match. The Prince was overall proficient in speed and had developed new condensed energy attacks. Bardock had strengthened his telekinesis and came up with a few more powerful energy attacks.

The Prince looked up at the sky. It was an overcast day with the sun struggling to shine through. Prince Vegeta's eyes glistened in thought. "This is the type of day it was when I last saw father…I wonder where he is..."

FLASHBACK

King Vegeta was deep in concentration. He had a tense look on his face while a light from a screen glared in his face. He was watching his surprise enemy raid do a futile attempt to stop the dictator of this whole affair- King Kold. Originally it had been Freiza but for some unknown reason Freiza had vanished- gone without a trace. However, just because he was gone didn't mean that Kind Kold was no threat. In some ways, King Kold was worse than Freiza.

He would always keep his pursuers dangling on fake clues as to where to find him. Very few times had King Vegeta and his squad actually found King Kold to fight him. King Vegeta was not there with his troops out of cowardice and concern for his child. If he did go, his son would most likely get killed by an enemy. But, sensible as it were King Vegeta could not get away that he was just a useless coward, too afraid to die, too afraid to live. He clenched his fists in anger as King Kold smashed through his soldiers like they were tissue paper.

As King Vegeta was watching, Prince Vegeta walked in. "Father, I'm bored! Find something for me to do!"

"Vegeta, I do not have time for this. Be gone with you for I have other matters to deal with."

Prince Vegeta made a pout face and started to walk off when the building began to shake. Cannons could be heard ripping up the building at the entrance. Without hesitation, King Vegeta ran over to the prince and said, "Vegeta, I want you to run, run as fast as you can! Find a fellow saiyan, state your class and he will take care of you. You are of royal blood, anyone will protect you."

Prince Vegeta said in shock, "but…father…"

King Vegeta punched Prince Vegeta across the face.

" JUST GET MOVING. BEFORE IT'S TOO LATE."

As King Vegeta finished his sentence the room around them started to cave in. Vegeta darted out of the building and ran…he ran and ran and ran until the last spot where he'd seen his father vanished.

END OF FLASHBACK

Prince Vegeta had his back turned to Bardock. "I'm going on a walk."

As the prince started walking Bardock asked where he was going. Prince Vegeta gave no reply as he was in intense thought. There was something about Bardock that reminded the prince of his father. I guess it would be that they had the same presence. Bardock had taken better care of Prince Vegeta than King Vegeta ever did. But…a father was a father. Even if his father was not a man of nobility, Prince Vegeta couldn't find it within himself to just cast him away.

OOF. Prince Vegeta had tripped over something that was coming out of the rubble. It's was an arm covered in blood. The Prince started to clear away the rubble, he found a dead woman- her hair was short and she had a slight figure. However, she was not fully exposed as her body was turned to one side with her arm cradling something. Prince Vegeta pulled back her arm to see a saiyan child. He was alive- almost unscathed. Prince Vegeta decided that it was best not to take this to Bardock. He picked up the baby and started flying.

As he started flying, a hand had popped out of one of the piles of rubble. The prince had not noticed it. As he continued flying, he saw a small little group of saiyans. He set the baby down next to a pile so that he was exposed just enough for the group to see him. Once Prince Vegeta made sure that the saiyans had noticed him and taken him in, he flew off.

The group that had taken the baby in was comprised of three saiyans, two males and one female. Both males had black, spiky hair that went down to the middle of their backs. Both wore similar armor. One wore pants, the other a leotard. The woman had jet black hair in a bowl cut. She wore saiyan armor with a leotard that was pink. She also wore white boots- it was Fasha.

"What should we do with the brat?"

"I think we should keep him. He looks strong. In the future he will be a nice addition if this war continues."

"You and you're weakness for kids, Fasha."

"Well, what do you think Vorni?"

Vorni ( v- or- n- I) clicked his scouter and examined the child. "Well…he's strong alright. Just a new born with a power of 300."

"Then it's settled let's keep him."

"What should we name him?"

Fasha tapped her forefinger with her chin in thought. "I think …Sorgen."

"Sorgen? The name of your dead brother?"

"Yes, he reminds me of him with his smile."

At that point the baby started giggling and gave a little smile at the mention of Sorgen.

Fasha smiled in joy as she was cradling the child. "I've always wanted a child. I guess this is my chance to have one. Even if it isn't really mine…"

The other saiyan, Tores spoke up, "you do realize that having a new born around will be a lot of work. Do you even know how to take care of a baby?"

"Well…all it really needs is food and water. And a diaper change. But, I'll figure it out somehow."

Vorni and Tores exchanged looks. Then Vorni spoke up, "alright, we'll help you raise him, but I hope you know what you're doing."

"Yes…I do know. Come now, we must find food."

TO BE CONTINUED…………..

A/N- I KNOW. I know- it's a short chapter...having some problems. The next chapter will come sooner.