Chapter 10- An Untold Past
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I thought I killed you..." whispered a dark voice in the shadows.
The saiyan scientist spun around glancing at the dark corner where he heard the voice. All he could see was a cloaked figure with red glowing eyes.
"W-what do you want?" he stuttered quickly jumping into attack mode. The dark figure chuckled evilly as it stepped into the light; it then pointed a finger at the saiyan's forehead.
"I WANT TO ANNIHILATE YOUR RACE AND I WANT YOU DEAD!" A small sphere of energy came forth and smashed threw the saiyan warrior's skull making a sickening crack.
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Bardock shot up from his bed in cold sweat hypervenalating. His hands shot up to his forehead trying to find any signs of broken skin. Nothing. There was no sticky blood helping him to down a bit, ' Only a dream.' He laid back in bed but his eyes stayed open. " Any minute now..." he whispered hoping sleep would over come him. But to his luck, it didn't. He growled mentally and starting to count the little dots on the ceiling.
His stomach started to rumble as he counted his 283rd dot, this caused him to chuckle as his frustration was relieved. 'May be this is why I couldn't sleep...' he thought carefully getting out of his bed. Tip toeing to the door; he opened it quietly hoping it wouldn't creak. Bardock looked down both halls before entering looking for any opened doors or intruders that may be walking toward him. Finding it clear the saiyan quietly passed the rooms, and down the dark hallway. He was lucky to have great night vision or he may have run into a wall and possibly wake the other saiyans or worse, the king. Lets not get into what may happen to this saiyan warrior if the king's 'beauty sleep' was disturbed.
It seemed like hours had passed as he made it to the staircase. A VERY long staircase if I may add. He didn't want to go at a very slow pace down the stairs so he did the next best thing; he slid down the staircase rail. He smirked as he was on the bottom floor in no time and he even thought it was fun! Maybe he would do it some other time when everyone was out of the house or something. Walking down a hallway or two he finally made it to... WA NA NA... The KITCHEN! His mouth started to water as he saw the large fridge sitting there just waiting to be raided. He rubbed his hands together and opened the fridge door.
"Couldn't sleep?"
Bardock may have jumped about 5 feet into the air hearing a female voice out of nowhere. He spun around to find Sakura sitting there at the table in the room with a glass of water in her hand. He mentally sighed. She gave him such a fright!
"No actually, I had wanted a bite to eat," replied Bardock as he pulled out a few items form the fridge. "What about you?" he asked her closing the fridge door and setting food on the table. He made another trip to the fridge pulling out some more items. Her faced dropped and she didn't speak for some time. Her silence caused him to face her, noticing a pained look in her eyes.
"I don't know what's wrong with me..." she whispered. The scientist raised a brow as he made his way back to the table piling more food in a small area of the table.
"Excuse me?" he asked as he sat at the table.
"I don't know what's wrong with me..." she repeated taking a sip of water, her eyes facing the table.
Bardock started to eat some raw sirloin steak, as he looked at her confused, "As in?"
"For one... I don't know my heritage... My birth mom abandoned me when I was about 3, and the current parents I have now had adopted me a few days later. They both are so strict to me. No one knows what my heritage is. The tested me at the doctors and said my DNA was one of a kind. I was an original, and the only one who was to match it was my birth parents." Bardock raised a brow.
"Must be alien to this planet then," he said still stuffing his face with the bloody meat.
"I don't know what I am. But all I can remember of my past is of dreams that I have. They haunt me every night, and most of the time it's just repeated over and over in my head. Most are of my real mother..." Sakura paused.
"Go on. I'd like to hear it all," replied Bardock has he grabbed the cheese, starting to stuff his face with it. Ah... The power of cheese! ( AN: Hey, what can I say? That cheese commercial always shows on TV over here. O_o. Yeah...)
Sakura twiddled her thumbs. This wasn't going to be easy for her, not going to be easy AT ALL.
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The saiyan king lay in bed wide-awake. He couldn't sleep either. He was in the same room with is grandson Trunks since the prince asked him if he wanted to sleep on a bunk bed for the night. Wearing a white shirt and a pair of silk boxers the king started down the stairs hoping that some fresh air may help him if he went out side for a few minutes.
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"And the last thing I remember is my mom handing me to a guy in a yellow suit. I soon found out that it was a fireman she took me too since he visits me once in a while to see how I'm doing... Anyways... She whispered to me, 'Causimania futabo keamacha wuquizd Jueru.' She ran from the station, soon an ear-piercing scream could be heard in the distance. I saw two of the other men in the room look out the door. Since humans' vision isn't the greatest in the dark they didn't know if she was captured or killed. There was no body found the next few days giving me hope that she may be alive. And that was the last I saw of her." She took another sip of her water then continued, "I never found her though."
The language. That's what amazed Bardock the most. For it was the language he used, the saiyan language. He gawked at her making her feel a bit uncomfortable.
"What did I say?" she whispered looking up slightly. The saiyan warrior noticed something in her eyes. Was it hope?
"I... um..."
"It was the saiyan language you spoke of. Very well spoken if I must say so myself for someone who hasn't lived on the planet."
Bardock and Sakura looked back to find the saiyan king walk into the room.
"What did I say?" Sakura asked, her expression becoming more cheerful. King Vegeta pulled out one of the seats from the table and sat, leaning back in his chair.
The king replied, "My daughter of a mighty warrior race... Jueru. That's what you were saying. It seems that she was praising her race for having you as a daughter. It can't be possible that she was referring to the saiyans. From what I've heard from our grandsons, the only one's who survived were Vegeta and Goku..."
At that moment Sakura yanked the furry belt from her waist. But to the saiyans' surprise it wasn't a belt at all, it was a tail, a saiyan tail. The men's eyes must have enlarged about 15 sizes as they stared at it.
"This thing is what makes me a freak in society... It's what's made me so miserable..." Sakura clenched her teeth and hands, however crushing the sensitive tail that laid in her palm. She cried out in pain as she limply fell smashing her face to the table. The men gasped as they jumped from there seats to her side. They blinked as she sat up laughing softly.
"I should stop doing that," she said with a guilty smile. Both men grew a sweat drop.
"Maybe you should get going to bed, Sakura. Tomorrow may be long day for you," Bardock suggested as he pulled her crutches up. She frowned as she got up from her seat and pulled up her crutches.
"Do I have to?" she asked with a small whine in her voice. The scientist nodded as he pointed to the door.
"Okay okay..." she replied walking out of the room.
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The king stared out the window looking out of the starry sky thinking. His home planet had been destroyed years ago... and to what he had learned in the past day from some of the books he read, his son is as old as he was when Frieza murdered him. As if out of nowhere he heard some voices outside the door. Bardock glanced at the king hearing too, hearing the noise also. Both saiyans quietly walked to the door but ripped it open hoping to scare anyone beyond the door. To there disappointment, no one was there. Both men growled slightly in frustration as they closed the kitchen door. What they didn't know was Goku and Vegeta had hid themselves behind a wall on the other side of the kitchen door.
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There! I updated for you! Hope you like it, now I'm asking you to do your part. Please review. I may not send another chapter for some time but if I do get quite a few reviews I'll try to update quicker. As for the chapter before this one, it was meant to confuse you. But hopefully this chapter may have cleared up some things. I have to get going, it's like 1:30 am. Night. -Takuma
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I thought I killed you..." whispered a dark voice in the shadows.
The saiyan scientist spun around glancing at the dark corner where he heard the voice. All he could see was a cloaked figure with red glowing eyes.
"W-what do you want?" he stuttered quickly jumping into attack mode. The dark figure chuckled evilly as it stepped into the light; it then pointed a finger at the saiyan's forehead.
"I WANT TO ANNIHILATE YOUR RACE AND I WANT YOU DEAD!" A small sphere of energy came forth and smashed threw the saiyan warrior's skull making a sickening crack.
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Bardock shot up from his bed in cold sweat hypervenalating. His hands shot up to his forehead trying to find any signs of broken skin. Nothing. There was no sticky blood helping him to down a bit, ' Only a dream.' He laid back in bed but his eyes stayed open. " Any minute now..." he whispered hoping sleep would over come him. But to his luck, it didn't. He growled mentally and starting to count the little dots on the ceiling.
His stomach started to rumble as he counted his 283rd dot, this caused him to chuckle as his frustration was relieved. 'May be this is why I couldn't sleep...' he thought carefully getting out of his bed. Tip toeing to the door; he opened it quietly hoping it wouldn't creak. Bardock looked down both halls before entering looking for any opened doors or intruders that may be walking toward him. Finding it clear the saiyan quietly passed the rooms, and down the dark hallway. He was lucky to have great night vision or he may have run into a wall and possibly wake the other saiyans or worse, the king. Lets not get into what may happen to this saiyan warrior if the king's 'beauty sleep' was disturbed.
It seemed like hours had passed as he made it to the staircase. A VERY long staircase if I may add. He didn't want to go at a very slow pace down the stairs so he did the next best thing; he slid down the staircase rail. He smirked as he was on the bottom floor in no time and he even thought it was fun! Maybe he would do it some other time when everyone was out of the house or something. Walking down a hallway or two he finally made it to... WA NA NA... The KITCHEN! His mouth started to water as he saw the large fridge sitting there just waiting to be raided. He rubbed his hands together and opened the fridge door.
"Couldn't sleep?"
Bardock may have jumped about 5 feet into the air hearing a female voice out of nowhere. He spun around to find Sakura sitting there at the table in the room with a glass of water in her hand. He mentally sighed. She gave him such a fright!
"No actually, I had wanted a bite to eat," replied Bardock as he pulled out a few items form the fridge. "What about you?" he asked her closing the fridge door and setting food on the table. He made another trip to the fridge pulling out some more items. Her faced dropped and she didn't speak for some time. Her silence caused him to face her, noticing a pained look in her eyes.
"I don't know what's wrong with me..." she whispered. The scientist raised a brow as he made his way back to the table piling more food in a small area of the table.
"Excuse me?" he asked as he sat at the table.
"I don't know what's wrong with me..." she repeated taking a sip of water, her eyes facing the table.
Bardock started to eat some raw sirloin steak, as he looked at her confused, "As in?"
"For one... I don't know my heritage... My birth mom abandoned me when I was about 3, and the current parents I have now had adopted me a few days later. They both are so strict to me. No one knows what my heritage is. The tested me at the doctors and said my DNA was one of a kind. I was an original, and the only one who was to match it was my birth parents." Bardock raised a brow.
"Must be alien to this planet then," he said still stuffing his face with the bloody meat.
"I don't know what I am. But all I can remember of my past is of dreams that I have. They haunt me every night, and most of the time it's just repeated over and over in my head. Most are of my real mother..." Sakura paused.
"Go on. I'd like to hear it all," replied Bardock has he grabbed the cheese, starting to stuff his face with it. Ah... The power of cheese! ( AN: Hey, what can I say? That cheese commercial always shows on TV over here. O_o. Yeah...)
Sakura twiddled her thumbs. This wasn't going to be easy for her, not going to be easy AT ALL.
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The saiyan king lay in bed wide-awake. He couldn't sleep either. He was in the same room with is grandson Trunks since the prince asked him if he wanted to sleep on a bunk bed for the night. Wearing a white shirt and a pair of silk boxers the king started down the stairs hoping that some fresh air may help him if he went out side for a few minutes.
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"And the last thing I remember is my mom handing me to a guy in a yellow suit. I soon found out that it was a fireman she took me too since he visits me once in a while to see how I'm doing... Anyways... She whispered to me, 'Causimania futabo keamacha wuquizd Jueru.' She ran from the station, soon an ear-piercing scream could be heard in the distance. I saw two of the other men in the room look out the door. Since humans' vision isn't the greatest in the dark they didn't know if she was captured or killed. There was no body found the next few days giving me hope that she may be alive. And that was the last I saw of her." She took another sip of her water then continued, "I never found her though."
The language. That's what amazed Bardock the most. For it was the language he used, the saiyan language. He gawked at her making her feel a bit uncomfortable.
"What did I say?" she whispered looking up slightly. The saiyan warrior noticed something in her eyes. Was it hope?
"I... um..."
"It was the saiyan language you spoke of. Very well spoken if I must say so myself for someone who hasn't lived on the planet."
Bardock and Sakura looked back to find the saiyan king walk into the room.
"What did I say?" Sakura asked, her expression becoming more cheerful. King Vegeta pulled out one of the seats from the table and sat, leaning back in his chair.
The king replied, "My daughter of a mighty warrior race... Jueru. That's what you were saying. It seems that she was praising her race for having you as a daughter. It can't be possible that she was referring to the saiyans. From what I've heard from our grandsons, the only one's who survived were Vegeta and Goku..."
At that moment Sakura yanked the furry belt from her waist. But to the saiyans' surprise it wasn't a belt at all, it was a tail, a saiyan tail. The men's eyes must have enlarged about 15 sizes as they stared at it.
"This thing is what makes me a freak in society... It's what's made me so miserable..." Sakura clenched her teeth and hands, however crushing the sensitive tail that laid in her palm. She cried out in pain as she limply fell smashing her face to the table. The men gasped as they jumped from there seats to her side. They blinked as she sat up laughing softly.
"I should stop doing that," she said with a guilty smile. Both men grew a sweat drop.
"Maybe you should get going to bed, Sakura. Tomorrow may be long day for you," Bardock suggested as he pulled her crutches up. She frowned as she got up from her seat and pulled up her crutches.
"Do I have to?" she asked with a small whine in her voice. The scientist nodded as he pointed to the door.
"Okay okay..." she replied walking out of the room.
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The king stared out the window looking out of the starry sky thinking. His home planet had been destroyed years ago... and to what he had learned in the past day from some of the books he read, his son is as old as he was when Frieza murdered him. As if out of nowhere he heard some voices outside the door. Bardock glanced at the king hearing too, hearing the noise also. Both saiyans quietly walked to the door but ripped it open hoping to scare anyone beyond the door. To there disappointment, no one was there. Both men growled slightly in frustration as they closed the kitchen door. What they didn't know was Goku and Vegeta had hid themselves behind a wall on the other side of the kitchen door.
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There! I updated for you! Hope you like it, now I'm asking you to do your part. Please review. I may not send another chapter for some time but if I do get quite a few reviews I'll try to update quicker. As for the chapter before this one, it was meant to confuse you. But hopefully this chapter may have cleared up some things. I have to get going, it's like 1:30 am. Night. -Takuma