This chapter's going to be another Bardock centered one, but the next would be Gohan, I swear!
ZombieChick422: The reason Bardock's like the way he is right now is because his personality changed after all those years spent in HFIL. Hope that helps! :)
Okay, so he found the spaceship. But how the HFIL was he supposed to find the entrance? Oh right.
Bardock used his senses to reach out around the area, searching for kis. There seems to be literally hundreds. Goodness, how did that much survive? The idea of hundreds of saiyans wandering around in space was a bit frightening.
Then, he felt two very weak kis on the outer areas. Guards?
If he could do anything, he'd splash the whole place with paint to see. That was always a flaw in invisibility shields.
He felt the stiff walls of the spaceship and decided the only thing he could do for now was walk around the whole thing. Bardock followed the walls until he reached the two weak kis, the whole process taking over ten minutes.
There's got to be some control to open up the door. After another ten minutes of fruitless searching, Bardock began to be very tempted to smash the walls down and be done with it. He leaned against it, sighing.
To his surprise, the door hissed opened, revealing two snoring guards, and he sweatdropped. Seriously? He couldn't be that lucky. But considering everything that happened to him since nearly a year ago, his luck was extremely good.
Bardock walked right past the two and began to explore the place. Several times he had to duck behind doors or crates to hide from the saiyans who were drifting aimlessly around the ship. He knew the layout very well, since apparently the spaceship had the exact same design as all the other spaceships that the Cold Empire had.
After a bit of dodging saiyans and hiding, he finally reached what he was looking for, the records archive. There was a big file labeled history. Bardock reached for it and flipped through the first section, skipping several years ago, and stopped when the history was at the time Planet Vegeta was destroyed.
Year 737 – Planet Vegeta exploded due to the Cold Empire.
That was it. One measly sentence. Nothing about him at all. He continued to read on, his eyes growing wider at the development, and how all these saiyans escaped Frieza's wrath. Even more shocking was that there were ten who reached super saiyan, and they had a new Prince Vegeta, who looked exactly like all Vegetas did.
Vegeta, the one who was on Earth, along with Nappa, and his two sons were presumed dead.
Those *******s, they didn't even attempt to search!
And he stopped at the last bit.
Bardock – location unknown. Sources say said third class saiyan currently is on Earth. Possible psychic powers.
His blood ran cold. Bardock he had lost them, but they knew all along he was on Earth. He had to get out of here!
He quickly stuffed the records file back where he found it without bothering to make sure if he left any noticeable marks on it. In his haste to get out, he accidentally brushed the alarm.
Intruder, intruder, the alarm blared.
****!
Immediately there were several saiyans who came at him. Those idiots, they were no match for him, since their crest indicated they were third class.
One uppercut knocked the first saiyan down, and he performed a roundhouse kick to the one who tried to sneak behind him. A strong punch in the stomach brought the third down, while he fazed behind the forth and delivered an elbow strike on his neck, rendering him unconscious.
Two others attempted to charge at him from the left and right, but the split second before they punched him, he fazed away, so the two idiots punched each other in the face. The two saiyans howled out in pain, clutching their mouth and nose, where a steady flow of blood was dripping out.
Bardock took off running for his life before anyone else could attack him, dashing through the spaceship's hallways. He could hear voices yelling, the siren continuously blaring, and footsteps that pounded after him.
Bardock began to feel frustrated at the ship. Where's the ****ing exit? He knew that if he got caught, the consequences would be grave. He was no match for all of them, because even though he was a super saiyan, the vast number of them all would prevail, not to mention the ten other super saiyans he'd have to fight.
There's the exit! He blasted the door open and faced his chasers with a silly grin that resembled his son. He waved good bye and fazed out. His chasers looked around in confusion, unable to find him because he was too fast for their eyes to follow. He had gotten out in the forest.
Bardock could here curses flying around. Clearly, they were angry at the third-class people for letting him escape. He knew, though, that he couldn't come back here again without getting caught, since the Queen would no doubt double the security now.
Later, suckers. He blasted away, back toward where his grandson was waiting.
~~~DBZ~~~
Gohan was drumming his fingers on Videl's desk, wondering how long would his grandfather take. He never told anyone that he had foresight.
"Would you quit doing that?" Videl snapped, frustrated by the sounds. Gohan smiled sheepishly, and saw a shape flying toward him.
It's Grandpa!
Bardock's clothes had blood stained on it, and he was slightly gasping for breath. "I'm back," he said weakly.
"What happened to you?" Videl questioned, frightened.
"Run in with the enemy," he answered, panting.
Both perked up. "Who is it?" they demanded at the same time.
Bardock sighed. "This problem is more complicated than I originally thought,"
"Well, who is it?" Gohan pressed.
"Saiyan survivors. Literally hundreds of them, living in a spaceship. And now they're on Earth."
A sort-of cliffhanger here! It's slightly shorter than usual because of that other one-shot I just wrote. That small fight scene was easier to write than I thought… hmm… My reviews dropped from six to three. So please review!
Well, I'm outta here for now.