Author's Note: The horizontal lines separate the dreams from reality. (You probably could figure that out for yourselves, but I'll just put it there) I know it's probably still a little slow, but I'm working on it.
Disclaimer: I don't own Dragon Ball Z. If I did, I probably wouldn't be typing this.
They were all baffled at why I left the house to go train, but I figured that some things were bottled up than let out. Even if it made sense to no one else. Going to the forest alone, I felt like it was futile. Trying to figure my past out was so confusing, it was as if I'd never be at peace with my life. For every answer I had, there were two more questions, and it was a continuous cycle.
"I can't believe how it just gets to me like that. I guess facing facts head-on is more of an emotional challenge than I thought."
Throwing punches and kicks at a tree, it helped to blow off some stress that resided in me ever since the whole Planet Namek episode, but I still felt a part of me mocking me, taunting me for not knowing about her.
No! I am stronger than this, because I am a Saiyan warrior. Kakarot, and Vegeta could handle this, so why can't I? Besides, I've dealt without my mother for all my life, why should another day be any different? It'd be disgracing the Saiyan race to let this control me, after all. I sat down on the ground, analyzing my train of thought a second time. Am I stronger than this? Kakarot has a family of his own, he wouldn't have time to worry about our parents. And Vegeta isn't all that sentimental to start with. Of course they could handle it, but I'm different... I know I've probably dealt without my mother for the majority of my life, but this day is different. Because I've realized it. It would be disgracing to my race if I let this control me, but... Everything is always easier said than done.
"It's getting late, perhaps I should head back. It was a bit rude to just leave like that... Chi Chi and Gohan are probably worried sick, but I suppose it's those Earthling feelings that make them concerned." I said aloud to myself. After a few minutes, I stopped and my eyes shifted up to the pitch black sky and gazed at the shining pale crescent moon. There was something about it that made it look so mesmerizing... Like you could forget everything and spend all that time, just staring at it. How it seemed forbidden for us Saiyans if we didn't wish to transform in the light of the moon at its fullest, it only made me want to gaze upon it and its mysterious nature even longer.
"So why'd you leave so suddenly, Chris? Something on your mind?"
I turned around to find Vegeta and said, "Kinda. I just wanted to train a little, though. The stronger, the better since Frieza's able to show up at any given moment. But what brings you here?"
"Kakarot's woman was panicking after you left and sent me to find you. Besides, I'm not resting, knowing you could do something entirely on impulse and get yourself nearly killed. Again. Like on Namek when you fought Frieza."
"That, and you were worried, too, weren't you? Admit it, you were just as concerned as Chi Chi!" I accused the Saiyan Prince of having Earthling emotions in a playful manner. Needless to say, it aggravated him.
"If it'll get you to come back," Vegeta sighed, "I was...worried. There, I said it! Now come on, we need to get back. Even though the moon isn't full, it does things to a Saiyan's mind. So, quit staring at it and hurry up so the woman can stop worrying and I can have some peace of mind!"
Smirking at my personal victory, I went with Vegeta back to the house and I realized he was always there for me, despite how stubborn he is when it comes to admitting it. He's the kind of guy you'd hate at first, but past all that anger and the tough guy act, he's almost human. Vegeta opened the front door and we both stepped in.
"Did you get enough training tonight, Christen?" Chi Chi wondered with a smile of relief. I guess, but I need more than just physical training if I get this messed up just over not knowing my mother. Imagine if it was something worse!
"Yeah. Tomorrow, I'm gonna go train with Gohan and Vegeta. That's okay, right?" I asked. She nodded but sent us both to bed right after a yawn escaped my mouth. It seemed odd at how she basically told me what to do, but I took no offense to it. There must have been a certain way in how she said it that made it seem all right. It's a unique trait that I've never noticed in any other being before her.
In the guest room, Vegeta looked at the bed and asked, "Are we sharing the bed or do you have something else planned?" Heh, I've never liked beds, let alone one with anyone else in it! I snickered at his question.
"You can have the bed. I'm used to sleeping on the floor anyway. I don't wanna risk falling off anything in my sleep, y'know?" I answered. He shrugged his shoulders and lied down. A few minutes later, he quickly dozed off, his snoring a dead giveaway. My eyes were shut and I was on my way to getting some well deserved rest.
"This is a proud day for the Saiyans! We're finally taking over Planet Kanessa!" Bardock shouted with pride. It was like I looked down and saw everything that was happening and who was there. His image was just how I remembered him. The distinctive scar on the left side of his face, how his wild and spiky black hair mirrored Kakarot's. It was just how I'd always pictured him, until I noticed something odd.
He actually had the sword that he entrusted me with on his back! So, I was right! He did give me the sword! His group of fighters began celebrating. Huh? Since when did I ever have dreams like this? Didn't this actually happen?
For the most part, they were pretty much your average Saiyan workforce, until I noticed the last one. She had short and light brown hair, brightly colored spandex and a strange dialect to her voice. "It is a proud day indeed, Bardock." she said, then kissed him! What?! She kissed him, what's going on?! Is she supposed to be my mother or something?
After my father turned red and chuckled, I realized that it was very much the case, or it was some sort of Saiyan fling he had going on.
"Fasha, come on. Don't start this right now," Bardock laughed. "Our daughter was just born a few months ago." Daughter?! Are they talking about me?
"Ah, yes. She will make the Saiyan race very proud one day, like Kakarot. Maybe they might even see each other again someday." They are! It's really my mother! I can't believe this!! If only she knew we were okay, I thought.
"I hope so. Those two would make a great team. I'm even gonna give my weapon to her. She has that warrior's spark in her eyes, you know. I think she'll use this sword to accomplish much in her life." he replied, still talking about the newborn version of me.
As they rejoiced, a dark figure was behind Bardock and murmured, "You've destroyed my family, my friends, and my home. Toolo will curse your mind with horrible visions of the shattered future of yours to come!"
Suddenly, Bardock fell on the ground and winced in pain as this Toolo person continued. "And your precious daughter can feel the same pain, when she's of the right age. My curse is my act of revenge for ruining this world's potential... Enjoy the rest of your life, while you still have some sanity left." One of Bardock's comrades had struck down Toolo after his words of warning.
"Bardock, are you okay?" Fasha wondered at the wincing Saiyan.
"I'm...fine... Look out!!" he shouted, but no one was there. His comrades were extremely confused at his new stroke of insanity. Was he really crazy?
Moments later, a big pink thing out of nowhere showed up and killed Fasha with ease while she had been pre-occupied with Bardock. "Fasha!!"
The pink thing continued his massacre, his group killing Bardock's comrades, leaving only him, on the ground wincing in agony. It angered me to witness such a brutal ambush, by Frieza's soldiers, judging by the alliance they stood with. The image only fuled my anger towards the cowardly ruler.
Bardock stood up, and slowly walked over to the Saiyan that killed Toolo, still in some shock. Not even his Saiyan attitude could hold it in. "Tora... I can't believe this! I feel so ashamed...But that's going to change. I will avenge you and everyone else... I swear it." Bardock vowed, putting Tora's blood-soaked headband on and flew off before the pink soldier of Frieza's army noticed Bardock was still alive.
I slowly stirred out of my sleep, troubled by what had just happened in my dreams. Weird... At least I can register conscious thoughts in my sleep, but I don't think that's normal, either. It's probably not a good thing, either if I want to actually have a good night's rest. Did that all really happen? Did Bardock get himself cursed with seeing the future? Did I get the curse, too?
No, that's silly! How could I get the same curse if I was nowhere around the guy? It was probably just a bluff to make him angrier... Me seeing the future, ha! I scoffed and lied down again.
It was nice to see my mother, though. That much I can say. At least one mystery was solved tonight...
Everything from the destruction of Planet Vegeta to now, the events coursed through my mind almost all at once. It was almost the equivalent to a mental overload at one point. Kakarot's face-off with Frieza as a Super Saiyan flashed in my memory for a moment, the pure rage in his eyes, how it was so different from the Kakarot I knew.
I looked down and observed the entire situation like the last dream I had. I saw the wasteland of Earth and Frieza's spaceship. No doubt that he found us, and was wanting to start trouble again. The door of the spaceship opened and two figures emerged, revealing themselves as Frieza and a larger but similar-looking creature beside him. Getting a good look at Frieza, it seemed his body was redone with a bunch of spare parts. The creature beside him was much taller, resembling Frieza slight but without the parts and had a big black cape.
Someone's into dramatic wardrobe.
"Well, well. Looks like I found the Saiyan trash after all, Father." Frieza laughed.
"What'd you call me, Frieza?! This ends now!" I growled. What? Why am I there? This hasn't happened! There's no way... Is this the future? Was I really cursed?!