A Lost Race, a New Love, and a Damned Soul

By: altahajin princess emerald

Chapter 3: Brothers Meet

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I left Kakarotto and his aqua-haired companion in a flurry of my trademark black ki. I ran down our ship's corridor to Radditz's quarters while remembering a tale he told me months ago right before Frieza decimated our race.

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"That's when I got word that Father had died and I was told about Kakarotto and his purging mission on Earth. I decided to set up a mission to retrieve him, but I am still waiting for the council to approve of the decision." Radditz told me while getting ready for bed. I was sitting on top of the covers, already in my nightclothes.

"Really?? Wow, and the council still hasn't approved of it yet? How long have you been waiting?" I asked in an anxious tone.

"About three years. I have a feeling they don't want to waste money on a third-class warrior, those pigs know we don't have a large population and they'll use any excuse to enhance their popularity with King Vegeta. They love to hold these kind of decisions over until the warrior loses interest in them or forgets totally about it." Radditz told me in an exasperated tone looking down at his feet. I put my hands on his shoulders and rubbed them in soft circles. It seemed to comfort him for a while, but then we both got tired and just went to sleep.

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When I reached Radditz's door I stopped my hand from knocking right away. What if Radditz wasn't ready for this right now? What if Kakarotto would refuse to have any relationship with Radditz? What if Radditz didn't want Kakarotto as his brother anymore simply for the fact, that he had been raised on this planet? Another flurry of questions ran their course through my mind before I dismissed them all and just knocked on the door.

"Yes?" he asked from inside. I opened the door and walked into "ahem" our quarters.

"Radditz, what would you say if I told you I had a surprise for you?" I asked my soon-to-be mate.

"It depends on what the surprise is, little one. You know I hate surprises, unless they are favorable to our relationship." he said with a feral growl in his voice.

"Yeah, I know. But what if I said it was a someone and not a something?" he raised his eyebrow up in confusion. "I mean, your brother and a blue-haired harpy of a woman decided to break down the East Gate for a cheap thrill of some sort. Lucky break, ne? Saves us the time of locating him doesn't it?"

Radditz just stared at me in utter disbelief. After all that time of almost begging the Council to fund a search and retrieve (There's that retrieve word again! I guess the Saiyajin race is just too macho to use the word rescue!) mission, his brother and that blue-haired harpy had literally came knocking on our door.

"How did he find us?? Did he know we were coming?" Radditz chattered in a flurry of the Saiyajin race's guttural tongue.

"Whoa, whoa there, big guy! First of all, why don't you sit down!" I removed his hands from my shoulders to stop him from shaking me to death. "It seems that the man out there is most definitely your brother. He looks too much like you father not to be. Second of all, I think that blue- haired harpy he brought along is his mate, so don't explode on him when you see them together. And lastly, it seems he has no memories of his Saiyajin heritage; so don't be surprised if he doesn't answer to his true name. He calls himself Son Goku, whatever the hell that is supposed to mean." I warned Radditz the best I could.

"Okay, I guess I'll just have to bring back his memory. As for the woman, I'll take care of her. There will be no more half-breeds on our family!" I growled at him.

"What was that? Did you forget that I also happen to be a half- breed?" I asked with unwritten fury in my eyes.

"There is a big difference, Jadean! The Altahajins were a strong race! From the scans the computers have taken so far, they are more vulnerable than a low-class Saiyajin brat! I don't even know why the King has ordered us here! There are enough Saiyajins left to repopulate our race!" Radditz's temper was flaring a bit too much for my taste. I gave him a good right hook to the jaw and he flew into the wall with a sickening thud. I think I might have dislocated his shoulder for the third time in two years. He looked up at me from the floor with confusion in his eyes. He concealed it very well, but I had known him long enough to learn how to see past the arrogant exterior. In short, I can read him like a book.

"What the hell was that for?!?" he half-yelled at me, trying to hide the fact that a woman had injured him.

"You were the one who was so spent on finding your brother and when you hear that he might have found a non-Saiyajin mate, you go ballistic! Look Radditz! Half-breeds may be the disgrace of the universe, but you're the one that chose me as your mate. When you go out there, I want you to respect your brother's decision! It was not his choice to lose his memories of his heritage! If you even say one disrespectful thing to him at all, I swear to all the gods in this universe, I will make you wish you had never found him!" Radditz just gave me that smirk that only Saiyajins can give. I just wanted to slap it off his face, but this time I controlled myself and just sighed. The onna hasn't lost her spirit! I don't think she ever will! Thank the Gods for that! Radditz thought to himself. Isn't he a selfish bastard? I never will remember what I saw in him!

He pulled me into a quick embrace and then straightened his armor. "Let's go see my brother, hopefully, he hasn't become to much of a disgrace."

I nodded, and turned to go out of the room. Unfortunately, Radditz (being the bastard that he is) pushed me out of his way and onto the floor. He looked back at me and laughed (I knew he was just playing), I got up quickly and followed him out with a growl on my lips.

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"Hey Goku, what do you think they will do with us?" Bulma whispered to her crazy-haired Saiyajin friend.

"I don't know Bulma. Hopefully their king won't be too harsh on us and maybe he'll let us go" Goku whispered back.

"Silence!" the Captain of the Guard yelled at them, "The King will be here in a few minutes to decide your fate. Pray that he doesn't let us kill you! He's very fond of public executions." The guard smirked at their reaction. Goku and Bulma looked at each other terrified.

Then, my uncle walked through the doors and every guard in the Bridge kneeled on one knee as a sign of loyalty and respect to him. He looked ever more better than he did on Vejiitasei. Uncle then looked down at the two captors in shackles and nodded.

"Who are these two?" he demanded Zorn to tell him.

"These are the two responsible for the damage to the East Gate. They are awaiting sentencing, your Highness." Zorn informed his King.

"Hmmmm...that one looks like Bardock," my uncle said pointing to Kakarotto, "his offspring?"

"Yes, your Highness."

"Well then, what is your name boy?" Uncle asked Kakarotto.

"I'm Son Goku, your Highness." he answered kind of fearfully. Bulma just looked up at the flame-haired king in front of her in total disgust, she had no respect for this man whatsoever.

"And you, wench?" Uncle asked Bulma.

"It's Bulma!" and with that, Bulma made a very stupid mistake. She spit in my uncle's face with the most utter look of disgust and pride on her face. Goku just looked at her in horror.

"You bitch!" Uncle was about to slap her across the cheek when Radditz and I burst through the door.

I saw what he was about to do when I yelled for him to stop, "Uncle! Wait!"

"What is it, Jadean? I'm just punishing this onna for disgracing me!" he yelled at me. He was apparently not in a good mood.

"I know, Uncle. Why don't we save the sentencing for later? You look like you could use a rest; and besides, you know how your temper gets at this time of day. I'll have the slaves bring you in some food. Please? I really need to talk with Kakarotto and his mate." I flashed him the best puppy-dog look I could muster.

"All right! Send the boy to the briefing room and send the wench to the brig. Now!" he ordered the guards and I took Kakarotto to the briefing room with Radditz following behind me.

"Wh...what?? I'm not going to any brig! Goku! Help!" Bulma yelled to her companion. Kakarotto struggled against my grip, but to no avail, he could not escape. It pays to train with the Elites!

"Don't worry, Bulma! I'll get you as soon as I get free!" He kept struggling against my grip, but could not break free. One of the guards put his hand over her mouth to shut her up and he proceeded to take her to the brig. Meanwhile, I handed Kakarotto over to Radditz and the three of us walked down to the briefing room. When we got there, Radditz bolted the door and I undid Kakarotto's immediate shackles and shackled him to a special chair in the briefing room, just in case he tried something.

"Sit down!" I ordered him.

"What do you want with me??" he demanded to know. Radditz answered for me.

"You don't know who I am do you?" Radditz asked him.

"No, should I?" There was a look of defiance on his face.

"He is your brother Kakarotto, you are the son of Bardock." I told him.

"Stop calling me Kakarotto! My name is Son Goku! I am not his brother, I have no siblings. I am an Earthling!" Kakarotto protested.

"It's true then, isn't Jadean? He has lost his memories of his heritage, hasn't he?" Radditz asked me quietly. Even though Radditz knew that Kakarotto would have probably lost all his memories, being denied as a brother hit him pretty hard.

"Yes, Radditz. I'm afraid it's true, he has lost all his memories. There are ways of getting him to talk to you though, remember his mate?" Radditz grinned devilishly.

Kakarotto looked up at us horrified, "What do you mean?? If you do anything to Chichi, I swear I'll make you pay!"

This time I grinned, we usually never use this kind of persuasion, but in this case, we made an exception.

"Is that the little blue-haired harpy's name? I must say Kakarotto you made an excellent choice in the looks department." Radditz smirked his annoying little, arrogant smirk. (I love that smirk!) I gave him the most vile scowl I could muster. (!^_^!)

"You mean Bulma? She's not my wife, she's my best friend! And if you hurt her I'll make you pay!!" Kakarotto strained against the bonds that held him to his chair. His eyes went into a deep look of utter hatred for me. "If you harm even one hair in her head, I swear to Kami--" I cut him off with a vicious blow to the back of the neck, not enough to kill him, just knock him out. He slumped over in the daze of senselessness. I clutched my hand and winced slightly in pain. The boy had a hard head! Radditz took notice of this and chuckled a bit until I gave him another vicious glare and he shut his big mouth.

I had a guard come in and take Kakarotto to a holding cell for the time being. He was still in a minor state of senselessness, but he would be just fine. Radditz on the other hand was not on my good side right now.

"Won't you just forget about it?? Come on Jadean! Geez, I just said that stuff to get Kakarotto angry, I didn't mean to make you angry! Hey, wait a minute; you're jealous aren't you?" I suddenly turned a bright shade of red, but I was also furious at him.

"I am not jealous!" I yelled at him and stormed off to my chambers to cool down. That man drove me nuts! When I got to our quarters, I found that Radditz was already there, sitting in the bed with his head in his hands, obviously too deep in thought to hear me enter. I could tell he was thinking about what to do with Kakarotto.