Chapter 7
You know it saddens me quite a bit that my story doesn't get as much attention as I thought it would but I do appreciate those who do read and review my story. Hopefully it gets more attention but for now I'll have to deal with it.
This is the climax to the first war saga, keyword being first. There will be a second war saga but it won't be for quite a while. Since I've gotten more votes on the poll I guess the beginning of the Dragonball sagas are up next.
"He did what!?" King Vegeta's face held a mix of worry and anger.
Prince Floga tried his best to hold back the tears. His face was strained, his eyes were puffy and his body hunched over. He had just received news of his father's death and now Frieza himself accompanied by a small army were on their way to Solaria.
"My father made his mistakes and now we will pay for them. I am sorry King Vegeta but after today the Solarians will be no more." The prince's face disappeared from the screen.
Vegeta cursed as he let his anger get the best of him. He smashed his fists into the computer console rendering it useless. King Fotia had been a fool challenging Frieza alone. The Solarian was a force to be reckoned with but to face a monster like Frieza alone was suicide. He pressed a small black button activating the intercom system.
"I need General Kale and Captain Mizuna to come to me NOW!" Kale's old body moved with surprising speed as he heard his name. The younger saiyan, Mizuna smirked as he heard his name. It didn't take long before the two saiyans were in front of their king. Anger was still present on Vegeta's face.
"Kale you will gather your men and join up with Arko when their ship docks with ours." Kale nodded, King Vegeta turned to the saiyan captain. "Mizuna you will be his second-in-command."
"And where are we going?" Kale asked eyeing the king.
"To rescue whatever is remaining of the Solarian Empire." The tone the king used was a quiet one. The alliance had suffered a great loss but if he could he would save whatever was left after Frieza's attack.
"Whatever is remaining, what happened to the Solarians?" Mizuna asked his face was one of pure confusion.
Kale let loose a long sigh. He had an idea of what happened to their strongest allies. Frieza had found out about their rebellious nature and finally chose to show his superiority.
"King Fotia made the fatal mistake of thinking he could take Frieza on by himself."
"That's quite unfortunate, maybe two hundred years ago but he was never the same after the battle with cold." The old general said stroking his salt and pepper beard.
"According to Prince Floga, Frieza and a small army are headed to Solaria." The Solarians were supposed to serve as the hard hitters of the alliance but now that responsibility would fall to the saiyans. Vegeta would have to inform King Rotan of Fotia's death. There was a large possibility that Rotan would back out of the alliance and betray them.
"We will not make it in time to fight, that's at least a month long trip." Mizuna said voicing his worries.
"You will get your time to fight but this is not a combat mission."
The two saiyans nodded although there were conflicting thoughts in the head of Mizuna. It wasn't like the saiyans to run from a fight but that's all they seemed to have been doing for the last six years. Now they were saving people, this wasn't what saiyans did.
"Then what are we to do, my king?" Mizuna asked putting up a façade.
"Solaria is too valuable of a planet so Frieza won't destroy it. By the time you arrive Frieza will be long gone, all you have to do is gather survivors." The king's face was stern and his tone held no room for argument. "I know this is all new but times have changed, we can't be the barbarians we used to be."
"What makes you so sure there will be survivors' sir?" Mizuna asked.
"I know Frieza." The king had a dark look in his eyes. Frieza's name left a bad taste in his mouth. "If there aren't any more questions you may go get prepared."
"Understood sir." The high ranking saiyans said in unison.
"Once you finish your mission you will meet us on Frieza 55."
With a wave of his hand he dismissed his soldiers. Although he didn't fully believe what he told his soldiers just a few moments ago he did know that they couldn't be the same way they were under Frieza's rule. The Saiyan Empire would be great, they would be feared and they would be respected. A certain hint of distrust floated to the surface of his mind as he remembered the look on Mizuna's face when he gave him his orders. He couldn't let Mizuna ruin this mission, he was sure Prince Floga would evacuated his people, including his family that included his daughter and two sons. They would be valuable allies in the future. He left to find the solution to his problem.
Daikon's Ship
Daikon sat in his personal quarters along with his grandsons. Kakarot sat with a bored look on his face while Raditz still had the same suspicion in his eyes from earlier in the week. Daikon had been spending an unusual amount of time with them. Telling them stories of his childhood, teaching them how nobles and now he was telling them another story.
"When I was a boy my father, Vigna, was the leader of the strongest saiyan tribe on planet Plant." Before Daikon could go any further Kakarot interrupted him.
"I've never heard of planet Plant." He said looking for an answer.
"Do not interrupt me child, as I-." He was interrupted once again.
"That was the name of planet Vegeta before the saiyans took over." Raditz gave his grandfather a defiant look.
"You two would do well to learn to speak when spoken to."
Raditz wanted to say something back but he didn't want to incur the wrath of Daikon, not again. Daikon continued his story as he received the silence he wanted.
"As I was saying…my father's tribe was the strongest tribe on Plant but a rival tribe rose up against him to prove their superiority." He stopped as he fought back the small bits of anger trying to reach his mind.
Kakarot seeing his grandfather stop thought it was a good time to ask a question.
"So what happened did old man Vigna die?" Instead of receiving a verbal answer he received a physical one. Faster than he could see Daikon backhanded the boy sending him flying into the wall. Raditz stood up to defend his brother but Kakarot was already back up. Anger, that's all Raditz could see on his brother's face.
"What did you hit me for?" Blood trickled down the side of Kakarot's mouth. He took continuous deep breaths controlling his anger.
"I told you before…learn to speak when spoken to." The cold tone only proved to piss Kakarot off more.
Kakarot didn't seem to like the answer. He launched himself forward and punched Daikon with all of his might. Daikon was quick to swat the weaker saiyan away. He threw his elbow backwards sending it into the charging Raditz's chest. Using his superior strength he slammed Raditz over his shoulder. Kakarot wasn't out of the fight yet as he threw a flurry of punches and kicks.
"You're a lot like your father, too bad he was born to that low class bitch he would have made an excellent elite warrior." Daikon was easily blocking everything Kakarot sent at him.
"Don't forget about me!" Raditz said sending a powerful kick from behind.
"I have not." Daikon caught the kick dropping his elbow down onto Raditz's knee. A sickening crunch along with a pain-filled scream resonated throughout the room, Kakarot stopped his attacked looking at his brother's disfigured leg. Raditz writhed in pain clutching where his knee was supposed to be.
"Never take your eyes off an opponent." Kakarot's folded as Daikon's foot was buried in his stomach. He looked at grandsons with no emotion. Raditz had quickly and fortunately passed out from the pain and Kakarot lied on his side spitting up blood while nursing his broken ribs "It'll only make them stronger."
He left the room going to the main control room. He found his most trusted officer and oldest companion, Lotus. Lotus's family had been loyal to Daikon's since their arrival on planet Plant.
"Lotus, I need you to retrieve my grandsons from my personal quarters and put them in the healing bay." Lotus nodded and began walking away to fulfill his orders. "And make sure I am the first to be notified when they awake."
Lotus had seen a lot of infighting between saiyans, he even saw a couple saiyans be beaten to death. The sight before him was nothing new, he picked the two boys up and took them to the healing bay.
A month later
The ship carrying Kale and his men entered the atmosphere of the planet formerly known as Solaria, for the last month it was known as Frieza 110. For the last month the saiyans had traveled through dangerous territory on route to free possible Solarian survivors from Frieza's reign.
"It's time, no matter what opposition we face we will not fail our king." The ship shook as it got closer and closer to the ground.
From the ground the ship appeared as a large ball of fire. It wasn't long before they landed, unfortunately for them they had been spotted long ago. This would not be a combat free mission as hundreds of troops surrounded the ship. The door of the ship opened revealing Kale in his traditional saiyan attire, armor and scouter. Behind him stood Mizuna and the rest of their men.
Quickly checking scouter, "Hmm…it looks like you'll get your fight Mizuna."
"Filthy Saiya-." Before the small alien could finish his derogatory statement a knee smashed into his face. Mizuna landed on the ground with a predatory look in his eye.
"I don't like to talk that much." Mizuna began his onslaught incinerating a few soldiers in front of him.
The other saiyans not wanting to miss out on a fight soon joined in. Little did the participants of the battle know another ship had landed. Alone cloaked figure emerged from the spacecraft. It was obviously a saiyan male going by his body stature and tail. The figure turned towards the battle watching as his saiyan brethren battled against the Frieza's forces.
"They can handle themselves." His silently lifted off the ground and began flying towards the city.
As the saiyan flew through the air he admired the scenery. His admiration was cut short by a ki blast fired at him. He could feel the heat of the attack as if passed by his face. He spotted three enemies behind him. He didn't have time to fight these small fry. A blue aura surrounded him as he upped his speed.
"Just my luck." He spoke with a hint of amusement as he landed in the city which was full of PTO soldiers. The sound of his boots hitting the ground alerted them to his presence. They all stood deathly still. He could see their muscles tensing up, readying themselves to strike.
The battle started as the man fired two ki blasts behind him at lightning fast speeds. His pursuers were unfortunate enough to be engulfed by them. He jumped into action smashing his elbow into the head of the nearest soldier, killing him instantly. A whizzing sound allowed him to dodge a massive ki beam aimed at his chest. He countered with his own sending his attacker and a few others to hell. A chuckle escaped his mouth as he continued to tear through the soldiers
"You cowards are pathetic." He said scoffing. "And to think not long ago you were my superiors."
The remaining soldiers watched in horror as the mysterious cloaked saiyan brutally murdered their comrades. His cloaked form flowed freely as he cut down his opponents. His technique was flawless- His style wasn't based on speed or power. He was balanced, each of his strikes held more power than the soldiers could imagine. He attacked with speed unconceivable by those being attacked.
The warrior pulled his hand out of the last soldier's chest cavity. He craned his neck towards the incoming energy signatures he detected. Soon a group of dots appeared on the horizon. He turned his attention back towards the city. He could sense a cluster of power levels deeper in the city.
Just as the mysterious warrior disappeared into the city the now diminished group of elite saiyan warriors landed. Kale for the most part was unscathed, with a few scratched adorning his armor. His aged faced set in a frown. He eyed the dead bodies in front of him. His team had barely survived an encounter with the smaller group of soldiers but here lied an even larger group.
"Who could have done this?" His thought process began to speed up as he analyzed the bodies in front of him. Most of the dead soldiers seemed to have been dealt with in one blow. The attacks were precise—each striking at a vital point. He knew it was the work of a single assailant, each hole the same size. "Whoever did this is incredibly powerful."
"General?" A soldier said getting Kale's attention, "There are a collection average power levels along with two massive ones."
"It seems we'll have to defy our king's orders." A pale green aura flared up around the elderly general. He levitated off the ground shooting forward. The piercing sound of the muscled bodies of the saiyan cutting through the air filled the skies of ruined Solaria.
Again Kale was perplexed. They arrived at the coordinates their scouters pointed them to. They had been late to the fight again. Bodies of PTO soldiers littered the ground around them. The warrior who seemed to be one step ahead of them stood in front of them with three children with orange tinted skin.
"Looks like we've found our survivors." The children seemed to hide behind the legs of the mysterious man as Mizuna's voice hit their ears.
"Who are you?" Kale asked.
"Let's just kill them all, these three hold no value." The maliciousness in his voice sent shivers down the children's spines.
"Stand down, captain!" It was too late Mizuna had already began his charge.
The stranger pushed the children further behind him. Mizuna swung his leg in an attempt to deliver a lethal kick to the stranger's head. In one swift movement, the cloaked warrior lifted his right hand releasing a mild kiai blast. In what seemed like moments but in reality was less than a second the force behind Mizuna's kick struggled with the invisible kiai before losing the struggle. Mizuna was instantly sent flying.
Kale shook his head as he muttered something about impudent whelps as Mizuna flew over his head. He could sense the restlessness in his men. They were far more disciplined than Mizuna so they wouldn't attack without his orders. He eyed the man in front of him.
"Who are-?" He cut himself off as he performed a back kick, catching the charging Mizuna in the face. He was once again sent flying. A few sniggers could be heard from the other saiyans. "As I was saying, who are you?"
"I guess it wouldn't hurt to reveal myself now."
Kale recognized that voice, his battle worn face morphed into what could be assumed as a smile. His 'smile' faded instantly as he realized what Bardock's presence meant. The hood covering the man's face was now down revealing-.
"Bardock!?" A synchronized shout came from the unsuspecting saiyan soldiers.
Said man smirked, "I think it's time we get off this planet before reinforcements arrive." He could sense a large group of above average power levels nearing the planet. It was nothing he couldn't handle but it would be a problem for the rest of them.
"Back to the ship." Without a word to Bardock, Kale flew off towards his ship.
Despite their momentary shock the saiyans quickly followed their general's orders, besides one disgruntled soldier.
"Mizuna I advise you to rethink the situation, I've already informed the king of these three." Bardock didn't want to kill another saiyan but he knew Mizuna's type. The type that wouldn't stop until their bloodlust was sated. He was what people thought of as a typical saiyan.
"But I have, oh legendary Bardock." He said attempting to mock the stronger saiyan. "The king knows that you found survivors but he doesn't know that we know that you're here."
"So if you killed me…he would just assume it was Frieza's men." Bardock said in a somber tone.
"Correct, now show me the strength that made you legendary." With each step he took closer to the group of four the more power he exerted.
Mizuna stopped his forward movement as a hardy chuckle filled the air. He looked at Bardock as if he were crazy.
"You fail to realize how outclassed you really are." At that moment he felt something he had never felt before. A sudden wave of raw, unchained fear fell upon Mizuna as Bardock released a fraction of his power. The last thing he saw before complete darkness overtook him was an orange fist.
Bardock looked at the young Solarian with a surprised face. The preteen boy had a completely different look on his face. He gave Bardock a fierce look.
"No one threatens my sisters." Bardock could really see the resemblance now.
"Well—let's just go." Bardock picked up the unconscious saiyan by his ankle.
The Solarian trio gave one last look at their ruined city before following the saiyan. After a quick drop off Bardock led the Solarian children back to his ship and then off to Pyra—Frieza 55.
Three weeks later Frieza 55, formerly known as Pyra
The Rothulian King had been nice enough to open one of his buildings to the saiyans for their coronation ceremony. In attendance were the most powerful saiyans, the saiyan soldiers being honored and the Rothulian royal family along with their personal guards. It would be a show of power in hopes that it would ease the doubts of the Rothulian population.
The saiyan army had arrived two weeks before. King Rotan did not take the news of the loss of Solaria very well. Tensions between him and King Vegeta had rose to new heights. The saiyan king had become suspicious of the Rothulian king as he had been mostly absent during their stay on Pyra.
"Silence." King Vegeta stood up looking out at his loyal soldiers. "Before we begin I would like to thank our gracious host, King Rotan." Cheers erupted from those in the room.
Rotan gave his best smile to the king before turning it towards the crowd. King Vegeta frowned inwardly as he sensed the mask his fellow king was putting on. He shook his negative thoughts from his mind, now was not the time.
"Today is a glorious day for the saiyan race." He stopped from a dramatic effect. "Today we add a group of young warriors to the upper echelon. The move from average to great, mediocre to unmatched, low class to elite."
The last part was aimed at the sons of Bardock. Kakarot and Raditz stood stiffly in front of their grandfather. Young Kakarot looked up at his grandfather.
"When is my father coming-?" He was cut off by a sharp smack to the head.
"Quiet child, the king is speaking." Daikon hissed in a low tone.
Kakarot chose to listen to his grandfather. He turned his attention back to the king who had ended his speech and begun calling out the names of those who were being promoted.
"Chaya, daughter of elite warrior, Borago." A mildly muscled female saiyan stood up with a proud smile on her face. She received her brand new elite armor and stood next to the king.
"Raditz, grandson of General Daikon, son of Bardock." The recent teachings of Daikon kicked in. He stood up straight, wore a strong look on his face and began his walk to the king. The ceremony continued on like this for another ten minutes until the last person was recognized.
"Last we have, Kakarot, grandson of General Daikon, son of Bardock and the youngest elite level warrior alive." Kakarot completely disregarded everything his grandfather had taught him. He stood up with a huge grin and childishly waved at the crowd as he walked towards the king.
Raditz tried his best to hide his face. Over the last few months of being with his brother he had grown on him. He realized he couldn't hate him for what his parents did. That still didn't mean he would get used to his antics and un-saiyan like attitude.
Kakarot gladly took the armor from the king. Now that the official ceremony was done the real fun would start, the feast.
King Vegeta kept a cautious eye on the king of Pyra. A sense of dread flooded his body as he spotted a familiar face disappearing into the crowd. A Durian from planet Durio, you couldn't miss there rotund spikey frames. They had been the personal lap dogs of Frieza far longer than the saiyans. They even had a high ranking member in the PTO. The king beckoned for one of his most trusted men to come to his side. The giant saiyan Nappa quickly appeared at his leader's side. He knew what was coming and he had to put a plan into action.
"Yes, my king?" He kneeled at the king's side.
"Get twenty of your most trusted men and get the prince along with Bardock's brats and take them back to that planet we conquered nearby." He whispered low enough to where only Nappa could hear him.
"Is there a problem my king?" Nappa asked in concerned tone.
"Do not question me, just do as I say." The king said almost losing control. Nappa had never questioned him and now at the worst time his faith would waiver. The king was trying to preserve the future of the saiyan race.
Nappa reluctantly left to follow his orders. The sudden commotion didn't go unnoticed. King Rotan made his way over to the saiyan king. Once again wearing his fake smiled. Vegeta mentally cursed the Rothulian. He was horrible at hiding his betrayal, Rotan was never known for smiling and here he was grinning like a fool.
"Where is the prince and off to in such a hurry?"
"He wanted to train so I gave him permission to do so." King Vegeta's voice held no emotion. He had many years of experience of hiding his emotions. Being a king forced you to learn politics, even a king under tyranny such as Frieza had to deal with politics.
"Such a restless child." A voice called out to the Rothulian king. "If you would excuse me."
Vegeta nodded as the Rothulian left. He watched his fellow king disappear into a back room. He looked around trying to find the royal family, to no avail. Rotan had already gotten his family out of the cross fire. It was happening, his battle senses kicked in. Explosions rocked the building, PTO and Rothulian soldiers alike began pouring in.
King Vegeta shot up ready to jump into action. A deep voice caught his attention stopping his movements. He turned to see Rotan dressed in full Rothulian battle armor. His single chest piece was a pale red, while the shoulders were yellow. The leg plating was the same red as the chest plate.
"Not so fast Vegeta." He was back to his usual self. "Don't be so hasty."
It took every bit of his being not to pounce on the man. He knew he was in a losing battle at the moment so he would listen to reason.
"What do you want traitor?" The saiyan king spat.
"I didn't want to join this foolish alliance in the beginning!" The Rothulian shouted back. "I only joined because we had the strength of the Solarians and their kogeta technique but that old fool Fotia had to go and get himself killed."
"I knew from the beginning you were coward who hid behind the might of others." The venom in his voice would have made a lesser man back down in fear but the not hardened skin of the Rothulian king.
"A coward, no but a smart king. I know when the fight is lost, I will not doom my people like Fotia did and just as you're about to do. You saiyans and your foolish pride, pride in what? For centuries you have been nothing but dogs."
As each word left Rotan's mouth anger began building up in each and every saiyan. One saiyan who couldn't control his anger made and unwise choice, leaping towards the king with ill intent. He was swiftly dealt with. A well-aimed ki beam pierced his head, instantly ending his life.
Vegeta checked his surroundings. They were vastly outnumbered but they had the better quality soldiers. The average Rothulian soldier power level was fifteen thousand. They had their own version of elite soldiers and their power levels were around thirty thousand. Then if you added the PTO soldiers into the mix it was an unwinnable battle. Vegeta had made his decision and his people would follow.
"A coward like Frieza is never going to let anyone who dared to rise up against him live." Vegeta disappeared, reappearing in front of Rotan. "Including the Rothulians."
Rotan's eyes grew wide as the saiyan king's fist made contact with his face. The grey skinned man was sent flying through the wall. Despite being in a deadly situation Vegeta's blood was pumping. Saiyans thrived in battle, all around him his soldiers were fighting for their lives. He quickly gave chase to Rotan, cutting down a few Rothulians on his way.
An armor clad leg invaded his vision before crashing into his face. The kick sent the saiyan king reeling backwards.
"Vegeta, do you know why no one else would join your little rebellion." Rotan said as he walked towards the immobile saiyan.
Vegeta's eyes began searching for his opponent as Rotan disappeared. A thick, rough hand latched onto his throat. Rotan got closer to Vegeta's face until he was only inches away. King Vegeta struggled with all his might but his efforts were futile.
"You see, you saiyans talk about being the strongest when in reality you're the weakest." Once again he was kicked. The mortifying scream followed by the bone crushing kick was heard all over the planet.
Vegeta weakly tried to pick himself up off of the ground. He stumbled as his held his ribs. Blood freely fell from the corners of his mouth. He finally stood up, glaring at his opponent.
"I won't go down so easy." King Vegeta said as a light purple aura began enshrouding him. "ARRGGHH!" The ground beneath the king's feet began disintegrating due to the amount of energy being exerted. The air became thick making it harder to breathe.
Rotan was a cocky man, he allowed the saiyan king to raise his power to the maximum. King Vegeta gave one last scream.
"HUAHHH!" As the purple energy surrounding him disappeared Vegeta gave Rotan a dangerous look.
"Are you done with your little show?" Rotan asked in a cocky tone.
His only answer was a knee to the stomach. Despite his injuries, Vegeta moved fast enough to catch Rotan off guard. Vegeta used the surprise to his advantage. He began his vicious assault, punch after punch landed on the Rothulians face.
"Enough of that." Rotan said catching Vegeta's latest attack.
The momentum quickly switched sides. Rotan landed a crushing blow to the saiyans ribs, a previously injured area. Using his superior speed, Rotan appeared behind the airborne king. Bringing his hands down in a hammer like fashion, Rotan sent the saiyan into the ground.
"Don't you see how futile all of this is?" The Rothulian descended from the air. "If you can't stand against me, how do you think you would fare against a monster like Frieza?"
Vegeta tried to move but realized the pain was too much. He glared at the traitorous king in his defeated state. He remained silent, he would not give Rotan the satisfaction of hearing what he wanted. He sat helplessly as the Rothulian king began dragging him.
"CEASE!" Rotan's screamed did what it was intended to do. All of the room's inhabitants turned their attention towards him. The few remaining saiyans scowled at the condition of their king.
"You saiyans have fought valiantly but you have to know that it is all futile. Take a look at your king and your fallen brethren, they had to found out the hard way."
The saiyans for the first time since the fighting began took a look around them. The bodies of people who they once called brother, sister, lover or even friend littered the ground. Even their king had fallen victim to their enemies.
"I am a gracious man, so I will give you a choice, surrender and swear your loyalty to lord Frieza." He raised his hand as it gleamed with ki, his men quickly followed suit. Now the saiyans were surrounded. "Or die."
The saiyan morale was at an all-time low. They seemed to be giving the notion of giving up a thought until a sound caught their attention. All eyes were on King Vegeta, he whispered something but not loud enough for them to hear it. It gradually began getting louder as he repeated it.
"Never…never…NEVER!" With every ounce of strength he had left the king sent a large ki beam towards Rotan.
From inside the crowd of surrounded saiyans Zorn watched in fear/awe as Rotan nonchalantly slapped it away as if were nothing. Although they heard rumors of beings with such power they never really saw it in action. Now that they saw someone who seemingly dwarfed their king in power, they actually felt fear. Fear so thick it paralyzed their bodies. All of the saiyans stood still, frozen in fear.
"I see you all have made your choice, seize them, lord Frieza will be here to deal with them directly." Rotan said as he released his hold on Vegeta and left the room.
Vegeta knew he was down to his last moments. He struggled as he forced himself into a sitting position. He looked out to his surviving men. He locked eyes with his closest friend, Zorn, he gave him a sad smile.
"Saiyans, what do we do, what do we live for?" Vegeta asked.
At first he received confused looks but soon the saiyans realized what he meant.
"Fight, battle." Came the chorused answer.
The captors wore the same confused look as the saiyans did before. The answer to their confusion came when the once morale wise dead saiyans leapt into battle for one last time.
In space, Bardock's ship
"So Mr. Bardock, if you're not part of the saiyan army anymore, then why are you helping them fight?" Chovoli, the youngest of the three Solarian siblings asked.
Bardock inwardly sighed, the whole trip the youngest Solarian had either been crying until his older siblings stopped him or bombarding him with questions. He took a peak at the twins, Kolasi the girl had long dark red haired that laid against her dark orange skin. Next to her was her brother, Kalaseos, he like his sister had dark red hair which was cut short and dark orange skin.
For kids who had just lost their entire race they showed no signs of distress, besides the blank looks they wore on their faces.
"Even though I'm not part of the saiyan empire anymore doesn't mean I'll just let my people get slaughtered." Bardock said finally answering the kid.
"You're a fool."
Bardock turned towards the twins and found Kalaseos glaring at him. His green eyes bore into Bardock's being. Kolasi sat next to him with the same blank look she wore the whole trip but her eyes were the exact same as her brothers. Bardock felt a pang of hurt, these kids were the same age as Raditz. What if he hadn't warned the king all those years ago.
"What makes me a fool?" Bardock asked genuinely curious.
"The greatest empire in the galaxy was just destroyed and you think you can stop that monster, Frieza!" He screamed, Bardock was slightly taken aback by the emotion.
"Your grandfather was a fool fueled by a childish need for closure." Bardock said getting up from the controls. "He never forgave himself for letting Cold go all those years ago. If he had just stuck to the plan none of this would have ever happened."
"You know nothing about my grandfather!" Kalaseos screamed, charging Bardock.
Bardock easily caught the angry punch of the young Solarian royal. He violently shook the boy before looking him in the eyes.
"Look boy, your family is gone!" He paused letting it sink in. "Either you will honor their sacrifice by standing up and fighting those who did this or you will dishonor them by letting ignoring the facts."
Kalaseos stopped his struggling, his eyes glazed over as he became limp. Kolasi and Chovoli quickly ran to their brother's side. Bardock sighed as he looked at the kids. Kolasi finally began showing her true emotions as tears began streaming down her face. Chovoli followed his big sisters lead as his sobs filled the ships cockpit. After a few minutes Kalaseos finally came back to the world of consciousness.
Bardock sighed again, "You three are no longer kids, your children died along with your people. As long as you are alive Frieza will not rest until you are dead."
"W-why won't he just le-leave us alone?" Chovoli asked in between sobs.
"You three are a constant reminder of his shortcomings, hell even Cold's shortcomings. You three probably know that the Solarians have always been the unattainable piece of the frost demons empire since they arrived in our galaxy."
The kids nodded, the long fought battle between the Solarians and the Arcosians was common knowledge taught to kids on Solaria.
"If the rest of the empire knows that Frieza failed to destroy three young Solarians, it might reason enough to rebel. Many of the planets under his control were once allied with your grandfather."
"Whatever it takes, I'll kill that bastard." Kalaseos said as the images of his father being tortured right in front of him. His sudden change in demeanor seemed to have inspired his siblings as they wiped their tears away and the same fire that burned in Kalaseos eyes burned in theirs.
Bardock smiled, "That's more like it, I'll make warriors out of-." He froze ass a massive power level caught his attention.
The energy signature was familiar, unfortunately. He unconsciously began frowning at the thought of the energy signatures owner. What made it even worse was that it was heading towards Pyra. He began putting it all together, the power level and it heading towards Pyra. Rotan had betrayed the saiyans and Frieza was on his way to destroy them once and for all. The entire saiyan army had landed on Pyra and now they were waiting for their annihilation.
"Mr. Bardock, what's wrong?" Chovoli asked seeing the frown on the saiyan's face.
The young Solarian's question seemed to hit deaf ears as Bardock continued shifting the ship into higher speeds. It wasn't long before Bardock's ship neared Pyra. A long forgotten but familiar fear gripped his heart. Floating above Pyra was a small figure was a large circular ship. Above the ship was a fiery blaze, a miniature sun. If one looked close enough you could see the small figure of the supposed galactic overlord, Frieza.
"What's that?" Kolasi asked stepping up to the front of the ship.
Her siblings soon followed looking out of the window. Bardock could only watch in helplessness as the monstrous compact ball of ki and heat entered the atmosphere of Pyra. The faces of his saiyan comrades flashed through his head as the ball began tearing into the core of the planet. He felt a sudden warmth slide down his cheek. A rare occurrence, some would say saiyans never cry but they would be wrong. Bardock realized he had just lost his sons and his brother. The Solarian sibling trio noticed the look on Bardock's face. It was one they knew all too well, the hurt was still fresh.
A sudden surge of hope filled Bardock as he felt a cluster of power surges nearby.
Distant planet
"Let me go you fool." Prince Vegeta yelled.
Emotions were high, the small group of saiyans just watched their people be destroyed. Kakarot sat to the side silent, looking into the sky. Raditz stood had long since flew away to be alone. Vegeta was currently being restrained by Nappa and the rest of the saiyans sat around reminiscing.
When it happened, they transformed back into their basic animalistic instincts. The desire for blood, for revenge. They soon realized that they would meet the same fate and that their deaths would be meaningless. A meaningless death would dishonor the sacrifice of those who perished on Pyra, the saiyan rebellion would disappear for now but it would not die on this day.
A boom filled the engines of a ship roared as it began its landing sequence. The present saiyans saw a chance to release their anger. Before knowing who was on the ship they attacked it. A mixture of ki blast began descended onto the ship. In a flash the door opened and the attacks were repelled.
"What the hell?" A confused Nappa asked.
It's finally done, the first war saga is done. I know the saiyans kind of died in a less than glorious fashion but it was long overdue. I know I also might catch some heat about Bardock's single tear but hey it's my story and saiyans have more than anger, lust and hunger as emotions here.
Enough of that, next chapter will start off at the beginning of Dragonball like the majority of you wanted. I will go through the Dragonball era in about two chapters because this is a Dragonball Z story. Well I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter, LKnight out.
