AN: Alright people, there was some that was confused about the last chapter concerning Goku. I forgot to mention that for Goku's vision to make sense you would of had to watched the short movie, "Bardock: The Father of Goku." Also the energy was the pure untapped energy being transferred from his baby self when he was whole in mind and the primal instincts crossed time and distance to Goku as an adult. Anyway read on.

Chapter Eleven

Ava sprinted after the male who had her daughter.

What the hell is going on? Was her only thought as she neared the corner.

An icy finger of awareness ran down her spine as she felt a presence right behind her. She only had enough time to peek over her shoulder when two fists made themselves known in her lower back.

Shit! Was her next thought as she was launched through the metal wall belly first, shattering it like so much glass with her assailant on her ass.

They landed in a painful heap with Ava on the bottom, and debris everywhere. She groaned trying to throw the weight off when hands clamped down on her arms and legs straddled her waist.

"Dikon," she growled as the now familiar sensation of pulling began.

"Nice to know you remember me, sweet," he whispered in her ear, "Let's run away together. I am willing to adopt your daughter as my own."

Ava growled, struggling as she considered her options. One, she could continue to fight him and eventually lose consciousness since she wasn't even powered up to begin with since she had been trying to be discreet or two, she could pretend to be unconscious and wait for the right opportunity to gut him. The male who had Sasoli must have been a decoy to distract her, damn, she was getting sloppy. No matter, she would play possum, kill Dikon, retrieve Sasoli, and go home with 17 to celebrate.

"She doesn't belong to you, bastard!" Ava snarled as she saw a shard of metal from the corner of her eye.

Perfect! She uncoiled her tail and reached out for it.

"She could, in fact, I think we should start a family and have another Blue. I mean, looking at you, I would have never guessed you had given birth already!"

Her tail tightened around the shard.

"In your dreams," she winced as the metal cut into her delicate tail.

With one smooth movement she blindly stabbed him. She grinned as he yelped in pain.

"You bitch!" He grabbed a handful of her hair and slammed her face into the ground.

Ava used the opportunity to go limp.

**

Dikon stared at her in horror.

Did I kill her? He got off the limp saiyan and turned her over. She had a bump on her head but she was alive.

Dikon grinned as he idly stroked her hair away from her lovely face. I don't know my own strength.

"Oh, I am sorry, lovely, I didn't mean to give you a booboo," he crooned softly.

Dikon removed the shard from his bicep and winced, she had managed to sink it in at least halfway. He glanced around him for a makeshift band aid, nothing.

"Hmmm," Dikon smiled at the unconscious saiyan.

Ripping the bottom half of her shirt he wrapped his arm gingerly.

"Let's go, my love, it's time to start our new family whether you like it or not," Dikon slung her over his shoulder.

"Blue!" He called.

Dikon frowned, he didn't have time to look for her, not with the other saiyans roaming around. They were smarter than he had given them credit for, he had been alerted for the bigger ship but not the pod.

Damn! I am sorry Blue . . . Dikon gave one last look down the endless hallway and flew to his private ship on the other side of the compound.

**

Vegeta scanned the area noting the Splavoids were running low. He straightened and nodded in approval as 17 took care of the stragglers, which were still amazingly trying to attack him. He turned to blond of their group and saw her talking to . . .

Vegeta growled as he stalked up to them. The hair gave the third class away, I told him to stay behind!

"Kakarot! What are you doing here?" Vegeta spun the saiyan around to face him, "Answer!"

Vegeta glared into surprised eyes when his own widened. Kakarot did not have a scar.

The Saiyan Prince blinked as he scanned the male in front of him. He wore an old fashioned chest plate, had a tail, and was bowing to him.

"Bardock?" Came the surprised conclusion.

"Prince Vegeta," the Saiyan grinned in relief, "You're alive."

"I could say the same to you," Vegeta shook his head trying to get rid of his shock, "What are you doing here?"

"I was on a rescue mission for this saiyan child."

He lifted the girl to display her to the Prince. The motion caused her to open her eyes.

"Uncle Vegeta!" She squealed as she reached out for him to take her.

Bardock's grip went lax.

"Are you injured?" Vegeta took her into his arms and studied her carefully.

Sasoli shook her head.

"No, Kakarot saved me," she smiled turning to Bardock, "Did you know he speaks saiyan?"

"Blue eyes?" Bardock exclaimed, surprise coating his words and expression.

"But how is this possible?"

Vegeta met Bardock's eyes head on.

"It's a long story. What I want to know are three things right now. Why aren't you dead? Where have you been? And how in the fiery depths of hell did you know of her disappearance?"

A wry smile crossed Bardock's face.

"That, too, is a long story, my Prince."

Vegeta and Bardock held eye contact for a long moment when Sasoli patted her Uncle's cheek.

"What's this?" She raised a goo covered hand for him to inspect.

"Nothing," Vegeta's mouth twitched in amusement when she frowned and examined her hand herself.

"Android! Catch!" Vegeta threw his niece to her father.

Sasoli squealed in delight.

"What?" 17 dropped a dead splavoid and instinctively caught the girl thrown at him.

"Sasoli!" He grinned as he hugged her tiny form close to him, completely forgetting about the gore he was covered in.

"Are you ok? Did he hurt you?" 17 smiled as he walked to join the rest of his group.

"Yes and no. Kakarot saved me," she smiled patting his cheek, "what's this?"

"Nothing," 17 announced, "So Goku's here, how did he . . . "

17 trailed off as he saw the man whom he assumed Sasoli was talking about, the only problem was, he wasn't Goku.

"What's going on? Who is this?" 17 spotted the guy's tail, great another saiyan, weren't they supposed to be extinct?

"It's a long story, apparently," 18 remarked sarcastically, "on both sides. Sasoli . . ."

18 trailed off as she took in her niece's blood-covered state.

"Did you have to get her bloody too?"

17 rolled his eyes as he set Sasoli on the ground.

"What is it with you and clothes?"

"You wouldn't understand if I explained. I am going into the ship," 18 announced and walked away.

"Daddy, where's Mommy?" Sasoli pulled on 17's shirt.

The ground trembled beneath their feet as the sound of rockets rumbled in the air. A large oval ship was glimpsed briefly before it disappeared into space.

"Hey, you guys, the communicator light is blinking again," 18 called to them.

17 and Vegeta exchanged a look as they both realized they hadn't seen, heard, or killed Dikon and now Ava was missing.

"Hn, it is probably that pointy eared bastard," Bardock informed them.

"What? He was in the compound?" 17 demanded.

"Yeah, I dodged him on the way out," Bardock smiled, unaware of the magnitude of his words.

**

"Zarah!"

Zarah jumped as his cousin jumped on him.

"What Bra?"

"Come play with me?" She cocked her head to the side.

"What do you want to play?" Zarah smiled at his cousin as he gently pushed her off of him.

Bra scrunched her face in concentration. Being only about a year younger than her male cousin, Bra had a surprisingly good relationship with him. For his credit, he was very patient with her, like he never was with his sister, who got along with Trunks more than Bra.

"Let's play tag," she brightened.

Zarah pretended to consider this while Bra looked on anxiously.

"Well, it does improve speed and reflexes. Who is going to be it?" Zarah grinned.

Bra slapped him on the back.

"You are!" She giggled as she took off.

Bulma smiled as Chichi joined her.

"What's going on here?" The black-haired woman frowned.

"They're just playing, Chichi, chill," Bulma replied."Isn't it weird how well they get along?"

"Well, they're from the same gene pool," Chichi remarked lightly.

"Yeah, except Zarah inherited a mischievous gene from his father and Bra a genius gene from me," Bulma smiled, "It's almost too bad they're related."

"Well, there is Goten," Chichi said considering, "He is strong and a bit goofy like his father."

The women pondered the future of their children.

Well, we would be related . . . Which could be both good and bad . . . But then we're practically already family and Vegeta might even be happy that the strength would be combined with our genes . . . Bulma considered.

Hmmm, Goten and Bra, we'd be marrying into yet another rich family . . . though we would be related to Vegeta . . . Still Bulma is a genius and Bra is bond to have inherited at least some of it . . . Goku would be happy as long as Goten was happy . . . Chichi weighed.

It's perfect! They thought at almost exactly the same moment.

"Now we just have to wait until they get older," Bulma crossed her arms.

"Yes and then we will get them married!" Chichi nodded.

**

"What's going on?" Bardock watched as his Prince and the other male took off into the ship.

"Come on, Kakarot," the girl took his hand and pulled him toward the ship.

"My name is Bardock," he allowed her to pull him unaware that she could overpower him if she really wanted to a thousand times over, "my son is Kakarot."

"Bardock," she seemed to study him, "I am Sasoli!"

She smiled.

Bardock smiled slightly in response as they stepped into the ship and looked up just in time to see a screen of some sort turn on.

"Well, there's more of you than I would have guessed," a smug voice filled the air, "though the blond doesn't appear saiyan at all."

"Dikon?" Sasoli let go of his hand and rushed up to the screen, "Hi Dikon!"

The alien, apparently named Dikon, looked at her with surprise and then relief.

"There you are, Blue, you scared me when I couldn't find you," he scolded gently, "I told you not to leave the room."

Bardock frowned as the blue-eyed male seemed to shake with rage though Bardock could feel no power emanating from him. Strange . . .

"Bardock came to get me," Sasoli frowned, "it's ok to go with Bardock."

The Prince put a hand on the girls shoulder.

"Go in the room with 18."

The female blinked and then glared at the Prince as she took Sasoli's hand.

18? Strange name.

"Come on, we'll play a game."

The females disappeared into a room and the door shut.

"Are you her father?" Dikon narrowed his green eyes.

Blue eyes narrowed and the male stepped forward.

"I am her father," he sneered at Dikon.

Bardock studied him curiously, this male is Sasoli's father? He isn't a saiyan . . .

Bardock suddenly realized that the two males were glaring at each other with extreme hatred, as if they both wanted what the other had.

"Yes, your blue eyes should have given you away," Dikon snarled, "though what she sees in you is beyond me. Too bad, while you retrieved the egg, I stole the hen!"

Dikon laughed, revealing his extremely sharp teeth.

Oh . . . Bardock narrowed his eyes, he has the mother and her mate wants her back. Though it appears that this Dikon is jealous of the relationship she has with her mate.

Bardock watched the male as he seemed to radiate fury, though he remained motionless with only his hands clenched by his sides. A calm cool voice came from him that Shocked Bardock to the core.

"What do you plan to do with her?"

Dikon paused a moment as if unsure.

"I am going to keep her. She'll make a nice pet, don't you think," Dikon smiled arrogantly.

"A saiyan is not a pet!" Bardock growled with his Prince.

"You made a mistake," 17 stated, his voice was silkily dangerous.

Dikon frowned.

"Oh?"

"You let me see your face," a sinister smile crossed 17's face, "And now I will never stop hunting you."

Dikon arched his brow sardonically.

"Is that supposed to scare me, Saiyan?"

"I am not--"

"--interested in this meaningless display," Vegeta's hand shot out cutting 17 off, "You want to play bounty hunter with the Prince of all Saiyans then be my guest!"

Bardock nodded fractionally, yes do not let him know anymore then he has to, give the female something to work with.

"Ah, Prince Vegeta," Dikon's smile became uneasy, "I have always wanted to meet you, being a fellow mercenary."

"Is that so? You will regret the day we met and curse the day you decided to steal a saiyan bride, that is, if you live long enough!"

"Why so concerned with a sister-in-law?" Dikon asked, confused.

Seeing his Prince's face go carefully blank Bardock stepped forward, drawing attention to himself.

"All saiyan blood is precious!" He growled, giving the blue-eyed male a warning glance to keep his mouth shut.

"I guess that would be true since there are only so many of you," Dikon replied.

"You have knocked on death's door," Vegeta gave Bardock a mildly thankful look and the saiyan stepped back, "Don't be surprised when he comes calling."

Dikon shook his head regretfully.

"I am sorry we had to meet like this Prince Vegeta, I feel we could have made decent friends."

Vegeta sniffed in disdain.

"Though you," green eyes narrowed again at blue, "I am sure you had wanted to kiss you partner goodbye . . . I guess I'll just have to do it for you."

17 didn't blink as Dikon picked up a limp Ava, apparently from the floor out of their line of sight.

Bardock and Vegeta started to growl at how Dikon was handling her when they suddenly stopped when they noticed her tail was wrapped around her waist.

Dikon held her like a dancer, though the arm around he waist was for support while his other hand supported her head.

"I can see why you wouldn't want to let her go," he pressed their bodies closer, letting her face rest in his neck.

"She is put together beautifully, don't worry, I won't let it go to waste."

Dikon dipped her dramatically, making sure they had a good view of them, and angled her head just so.

"Do it and die," 17 threatened icily, though blood had started to drip from his clenched hands.

"This is worth death," Dikon whispered against her lips, "didn't she tell you . . . This isn't the first time we kissed, though it looks like her lips have completely healed since then. She is an amazing creature . . ."

Dikon delayed the moment obviously enjoying 17's silent torment.

Then he nudged her chin with his to part her lips before he finally sealed his lips over hers . . .

17 growled for the first time in his life.

Startled the saiyans looked at the android amused.

He doesn't realize . . .

After a small eternity Dikon lifted his head to look at them.

"I don't think she appreciates being stared at in such a compromising situation so I must bid you adieu."

The screen went blank.

End of Chapter Eleven

AN: Alright another chapter is done! I want to thank Cat for threatening my assailants with her fire, it was very sweet! I might not be able to get another chapter out next week, I have to move but we'll see and I'll try to get it to you guys. After all without you guys there is no point in writing this story to begin with! Until Sunday! I hope . . .