Disclaimer: I still don't own Star Wars Or DBZ. Boba does his
psychotic evil kid laugh, patent pending And I still don't know what
he's planning! Oh ya, // bla, bla, bla // is telepathic communication.
11 year old Anikin fidgeted with his tunic. This was his first official mission with his master Obi Wan Kennobi, and from what he heard, it was going to be a dousy. They were being sent to the planet Vegeta on a routine mission to pick up a one year old child named Vegesa and take her back for Jedi training, only this mission wasn't just that simple.
Even on the planet of Tatooine, the Say-jins were renown for their unmatched fighting skills, and odd abilities. Also, their extreme distaste towards the Jedi. They would not easily let a normal say-jin child be recruited, let alone a child of a commander of the say-jin army, and one who just happened to have a power level that matched even the Prince's at the time of birth. Anikin sighed. This was not going to be easy.
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Captain Bardock opened the door to his apartment. It was 12:34 at night, he had just gotten home from a more challenging mission on Corosant. Negotiation. It has taken an entire week and the negotiations were still not over. *sigh* They were sending two Jedi over to finish the negotiations immediately. It wasn't the negotiations either that really bothered him. Usually he could "negotiate" by blowing up random people and seeing how long it took for them to comply with the say-jin' s wishes. USUALLY negotiating was fun!
Not this time though. Bardock trudged to the room of the reason of the debate. A small, one year old child lay on a tiny bed. Say-jins did not normally raise the young until the ado of two, but there was something special about this girl, and everyone knew it. Everyone, including that bald headed moron and that shriveled up troll of a Jedi master. They said that HIS child, Vegesa, the child who was powerful enough to have earned such an honored name, was force sensitive and to be trained as a Jedi knight! Jedi knight his tail! The kid would loose all her sense of being a Say-jin! Unless… He took one ;last look at the infant and walked back to his room to go to sleep.
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Anikin was roused early in what he supposed was morning by a harsh shake from Obi Wan. He rolled over and landed with a thud on the floor. Obi Wan through a tunic and the rest of his clothing over him, the underwear landing perfectly on top of Annie's head (A/N sucker). "Hurry and get dressed, we are meeting the say-jin representatives in ten minuets" Obi-Wan called and stifled a laugh as Anikin proceeded to run around screaming like a chicken with it's head cut of in panic. In truth they had half an hour, but he like d being evil.
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Bardock made a mad dash towards the throne room. He only had half an hour left before the negotiations started again, and he needed to talk to the king. With every step he took a wo, wo, oof, wo, could be heard as Vegesa held on to the top of his head (A/N wouldn't it be hilarious to see s guy running through the halls with a baby sitting on top of his head?) He didn't even know how she got up there, let alone how she was holding on. Just as he rounded a corner he ran strait into a man with gravity defying spiky black, hair, carrying a kid with gravity defying spiky black hair, that looked almost identical to Vegesa, who had gravity defying spiky black hair.
"Your highness! Terribly sorry, but I must speak to you immediately about the negotiations!" Bardock exclaimed.
"Riiiiiiight, drop the formalities and talk and walk, I have to take young Vegeta to the nursery."
"Ofcourse, Vegeta. It's about Vegesa and this Jedi business…:
Kid Vegeta looked ad Vegesa //What do they think we are, stupid?// he communicated telepathically.
"She could come back once every year to be educated in Say-jin culture…"
// I know// Vegesa thought back // they talk about me in front of my face like I can't understand them or anything. So, your Prince Vegeta?//
// Yep. Your the Force sensitive kid?//
//Guess so.//
//Hey, if you become a Jedi, tell me what it's like Ok?//
//Sure, shake on it.//
//Done//
"Excellent idea Bardock, come on, the negotiations start in 5 min, and I've got to drop him off."
//See ya Vegeta.//
//Bye.//
Bardock, King Vegeta and Vegesa turned and walked down the hall to the negotiations.
11 year old Anikin fidgeted with his tunic. This was his first official mission with his master Obi Wan Kennobi, and from what he heard, it was going to be a dousy. They were being sent to the planet Vegeta on a routine mission to pick up a one year old child named Vegesa and take her back for Jedi training, only this mission wasn't just that simple.
Even on the planet of Tatooine, the Say-jins were renown for their unmatched fighting skills, and odd abilities. Also, their extreme distaste towards the Jedi. They would not easily let a normal say-jin child be recruited, let alone a child of a commander of the say-jin army, and one who just happened to have a power level that matched even the Prince's at the time of birth. Anikin sighed. This was not going to be easy.
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Captain Bardock opened the door to his apartment. It was 12:34 at night, he had just gotten home from a more challenging mission on Corosant. Negotiation. It has taken an entire week and the negotiations were still not over. *sigh* They were sending two Jedi over to finish the negotiations immediately. It wasn't the negotiations either that really bothered him. Usually he could "negotiate" by blowing up random people and seeing how long it took for them to comply with the say-jin' s wishes. USUALLY negotiating was fun!
Not this time though. Bardock trudged to the room of the reason of the debate. A small, one year old child lay on a tiny bed. Say-jins did not normally raise the young until the ado of two, but there was something special about this girl, and everyone knew it. Everyone, including that bald headed moron and that shriveled up troll of a Jedi master. They said that HIS child, Vegesa, the child who was powerful enough to have earned such an honored name, was force sensitive and to be trained as a Jedi knight! Jedi knight his tail! The kid would loose all her sense of being a Say-jin! Unless… He took one ;last look at the infant and walked back to his room to go to sleep.
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Anikin was roused early in what he supposed was morning by a harsh shake from Obi Wan. He rolled over and landed with a thud on the floor. Obi Wan through a tunic and the rest of his clothing over him, the underwear landing perfectly on top of Annie's head (A/N sucker). "Hurry and get dressed, we are meeting the say-jin representatives in ten minuets" Obi-Wan called and stifled a laugh as Anikin proceeded to run around screaming like a chicken with it's head cut of in panic. In truth they had half an hour, but he like d being evil.
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Bardock made a mad dash towards the throne room. He only had half an hour left before the negotiations started again, and he needed to talk to the king. With every step he took a wo, wo, oof, wo, could be heard as Vegesa held on to the top of his head (A/N wouldn't it be hilarious to see s guy running through the halls with a baby sitting on top of his head?) He didn't even know how she got up there, let alone how she was holding on. Just as he rounded a corner he ran strait into a man with gravity defying spiky black, hair, carrying a kid with gravity defying spiky black hair, that looked almost identical to Vegesa, who had gravity defying spiky black hair.
"Your highness! Terribly sorry, but I must speak to you immediately about the negotiations!" Bardock exclaimed.
"Riiiiiiight, drop the formalities and talk and walk, I have to take young Vegeta to the nursery."
"Ofcourse, Vegeta. It's about Vegesa and this Jedi business…:
Kid Vegeta looked ad Vegesa //What do they think we are, stupid?// he communicated telepathically.
"She could come back once every year to be educated in Say-jin culture…"
// I know// Vegesa thought back // they talk about me in front of my face like I can't understand them or anything. So, your Prince Vegeta?//
// Yep. Your the Force sensitive kid?//
//Guess so.//
//Hey, if you become a Jedi, tell me what it's like Ok?//
//Sure, shake on it.//
//Done//
"Excellent idea Bardock, come on, the negotiations start in 5 min, and I've got to drop him off."
//See ya Vegeta.//
//Bye.//
Bardock, King Vegeta and Vegesa turned and walked down the hall to the negotiations.