Bardock sat in the living room, dozing before supper had to be put on. He didn't remember one important thing though.. Kia had wanted to go to the palace arena to see the fight. Big no no.

"Papa, papa," Kia's three year old voice popped up, easily ignored by Bardock and his eldest son.

She frowned and put her hands on her hips. He was supposed to be awake.not sleeping. They were going to miss the fight. If she missed the fight she was not going to ever speak to her papa again. Didn't care about Radditz.didn't like him anyways. He was mean to her.

"PAPA!" Kia yelled, still being ignored.

Something rose in her body. It was hot and didn't want to be pushed back down. She didn't know how to control it and she didn't like not knowing how to do something. The heat was power rising inside of her body and with a scream she let it loose.

The power was so great it shook the whole building, almost knocking it off the foundation. Bardock sat up straight and his eyes took in the area and then saw the little girl standing in the kitchen, her face full of anger and the power swirling around her. He stood up quickly and watched as the power slowly dissipated, leaving the small Sayian child breathing heavily.

"You supposed to take me to the fight!" Kia yelled at him angrily, not caring that she had just broken a whole load of dishes, never mind probably moving the house a couple of inches off it's foundation.

"Where did you get that power from?" Bardock asked, amazement in his eyes, but the rest of his face totally stoic.

Kia shrugged and then frowned again, her hands on her hips, "Take me to the FIGHT!!!!"

"ALRIGHT!" Bardock yelled, knowing that she probably wouldn't stop until he did.