And the next chapter starts! *evil laughter* Gohan has thrown down everything!!!!! AHHH IIEEEE!! And you want to know what? The author has lost her mind and has NO idea what to put…so she'll probably just sit here for a while and think up a few things…and then she'll get started…hate the idea and erase it all…Oh idea! *runs off to get started.*
Gohan: …
Fog: …
Gohan: She's going to make me do something awful isn't
she?
Fog: Most likely.
Gohan: Lots of blood?
Fog: Uh huh.
Gohan: Am I going to die?
Fog: …
Sita: Hey, there's an idea…
Bardock smirked at the dust and debris that was once called Earth. A planet that was merely chunks of land and rubble. His soldiers that were all dressed in the same black attire, stood behind him, staring off at the sight before them. Yes, this was certainly a day to remember. The Earth and their protectors had finally been destroyed and by who? Bardock, the greatest warrior in the universe. With some help from Fog, of course. But it was him and his genius mind that did all the work. Yes, he did it all! If it weren't for him, Fog would have never gotten this far without losing his precious temper. Grinning, Bardock turned his head and up to look at the still form of his kin, Son Gohan. The boy looked like he was sleeping, with his head hung in defeat and misery and hanging by the slacks of chains. Yes, it was indeed amazing that his very own blood was The Legendary.
And that was the reason why he agreed to Fog's wishes. Not only was he alive again, he would be able to see that precious boy in his dreams. His visions; the visions of the future. Fog would never be able to see them that were for him alone. Grinning, Bardock crossed his arms slowly. He had seen that precious boy ever after his son had defeated Frieza. In hell, he had dreamed of nothing else but that strong, unique boy. He had dreamed of Cell and how he had grown to challenge him and eventually destroy him…with help of course. This time, Bardock was determined not to give this boy any help. No one would help him this time; his kin would have to do it on his own if it killed him.
Because in his dreams, he had seen the Legendary. Trembling slightly with excitement, Bardock closed his eyes. Oh the Legendary…what a beautiful sight. In his world, Planet Vegeta, they had their own Legendary. And this boy was everything they had thought up about…and more. How ironic that the Legendary grew from the blood of the Saiyans…and human. Human, what a worthless gene. All they had were emotions; the Legendary had no emotions, right?
" Bardock," Kakarott whispered. Bardock opened his eyes and turned his head back to look at his son. But Kakarott's eyes were not on his lord but high above his head. Eyebrows falling, Bardock turned his head back around and looked up at the still form of Son Gohan.
Only the problem was, the boy was no longer hanging his head in defeat. The boy was no longer staying still. The boy was very much moving, his clothes ruffling in invisible wind.
And his eyes were opened, looking down at Bardock.
Those beautiful orbs of gold were looking down at him, shining with as much as light that took his home planet. They swirled with Knowledge…Grace…Bardock found it hard to breathe…Beautiful…Happiness…Sadness…Bardock took a slow step back from the hypnotizing eyes…Regret…Life…Death…and Forgiveness…
" Legendary…" Bardock whispered.
