THE FIRST
February 1, 19 BC, Planet Plant
General Naanab, now the supreme ruler of the whole of planet Plant and every Tsufuru colony, sat behind his desk and watched a scene on a monitor, that was integrated in the desk itself. The scene showed how six battle groups left the fortress of the Tsufuru High Command in the middle of the night. Most of the men, who walked there, knew nothing of the plan that would make this mission so different from any similar mission in the past, nor would they ever know. The General shuddered involuntarily from pleasure as he remembered the sheer ingenuity of the plan and how it combined perfectly with the normal vengeful measures that are taken for the three years of chaos the apes had caused. The General smiled; today would be the start of a project that would ensure the constructive use of the apes.
*Apes, the evidence of how Saiyans had come to be, had been right in front of their eyes for constant periods of three years. It was only natural for Humans to give the Saiyans the largest power when they had been turned back by the light of the full moon into a primitive form in the Human evolutionary path. The light of the full moon; there was the legend of the werewolf on Earth, a man turned by the light of the full moon in a creature of darkness and animalistic power, just like a Saiyan.*
The General shook his head and laughed.
*Everything became so obvious after the telepaths had pointed me in the right direction and showed me the truth about the Saiyans. So obvious in fact, that I wondered why no one had ever figured it out before.*
The battle groups moved out of the monitors' view and the General turned back to the tasks that lay on his desk, but he didn't just yet start. Instead he let his mind drift and remembered the day on which this all had started.
August 24, 23 BC, Planet Plant
It had been late in the evening when he had returned from his Saiyan-watching after an eventful day during which he had learned the truth about the Saiyans and to say that the Prechosen had not been too thrilled about it, was an understatement. The Prechosen had summoned him and that was when the games would begin.
"General Naanab, I ordered you to report to my office as soon as the whole thing was over! Where were you?"
The threatening voice of the Prechosen seemed to be amplified by the room itself and this was actually the case. For the room, which basically looked like any other large office of a world leader, was modified by the present Prechosen in such a way that he the room itself would amplify the tone of his voice and in this particular case the tone was full of anger.
The General took a step back and contemplated how to bring the discoveries to the Prechosen and gives a reasonable explanation where he was in the mean time and why he hadn't brought the information right to the Prechosen. The General continued to try and find a correct answer, during the Prechosen's impatience grew.
"Well?"
The General took another step back as he looked at the Prechosen, whose features suddenly softened.
"I understand that you are not responsible for the mess with the Saiyans. No General has ever been able to truly to stop the full might of the Saiyans, but I would've thought that you would at least attempt to stop them. Your father did a better job at it in the last battle of his live."
A muscle twitched in the face of the General, he took comments about his father's last battle personal. There had been nothing his father could've changed about the situation. In fact, in the General's own eyes not even the legendary General Reep could've have turned the situation at the battle of Banaan. It had been a doomed battle to begin with, with a group of Oozarus surrounding a military base, which value never should have allowed the death of so many men and shouldn't even have required his father's personal attention in the first place. To make matters worse, the small, round and fluffy telepaths his father had been preparing for a task of information gathering were send with his father in the hope that they would be ready to do some good. Needless to say, the battle had been a total failure, with thousands of soldier's dead, the total destruction of the military base, the loss of the telepaths and the General's father, who had been severely injured during the battle, downgraded to a simple advisor by the Prechosen. The General eyed the Prechosen and swallowed any feelings of hate and revenge he harbored for the Prechosen, because of this decision. His father's memory was nothing in comparison to the discovery he had made today and thus now was not the time to express the feelings of hate.
"I am sorry Prechosen Ieb'draa, but something rather important and rather interesting came up."
"More important then this. May I remind the General that I promised the Chairmen of the Milky Way Alliance, a weapon like nothing we have ever been able to produce, due to your failure. What could possibly more important right now?"
"The origin of Saiyans, or rather the identity of the bastards that unleashed them on this planet."
It became quiet as the Prechosen opened his mouth to speak, but could not speak. The General allowed himself to smile a little bit, something, which he regretted instantaneously.
"General if you think that this is the time to joke around, you're sadly mistaken."
The General swallowed, but was otherwise unimpressed. He knew what he had to do.
"No, Prechosen Ieb'draa, this isn't a joke. I know the identity of the creators of the Saiyans."
"Well since, you seem to be sincere in your believes or at least you think that you are sincere let me hear the identity of your would be Saiyan creators."
"Yes, Prechosen Ieb'draa. The creators of the Saiyans are the Humans or at least the Earth-bound Humans."
The Prechosen's face began to brighten as heard these words, then began to show signs that the Prechosen was going to erupt in a laughing fit, any second now.
"Prechosen? It is true you know, think about it. Why would a Saiyan transform into an ape during the full moon? Why would a Saiyan look like a Human in the first place? Why..."
"Silence!"
The order was clear for the General and he kept his mouth shut, but the voice with which the order was given wasn't anything like the normal commanding voice of the Prechosen. General Naanab gained a confused expression and frowned as the Prechosen began to crack up and moments later burst into laughing.
"General, may I ask for what kind of a fool you take me. Now tell me where you heard this nonsense in the first place and then tell me, where you truly where during this time."
The General remained silent as he decided what to say, as he couldn't exactly say that aliens abducted him, who gave him this information. Yet, what else could he say? Several possibilities shot through his head and after a few moments he picked one of them.
"The theory was brought up by a private, who commented after seeing the Humans that if he didn't know better, he would've thought that the Humans were the original ancestors of the Saiyans. Afterwards he took this idea a couple of steps further, spurred on by some friends and came up with this theory. Now he has yet to give any direct evidence, but his indirect evidence was good enough to give the matter some thought and the more I thought about it the more sense it all made. And this is where I have been all this time, to check the arguments that the private used."
"Obviously this private has a gift for argumentation if it succeeded in convincing you in such a short time. Perhaps you should allow the private to go to the diplomatic corps. We could use some extra diplomats, as a certain General has created quite a diplomatic mess. Have you thought of a solution by the way for that problem."
"Yes, I have. As it turns out the technology that is required for this already exists on Earth. It is just forgotten."
The Prechosen opened his mouth to answer, but his personal COM link was faster and let itself be heard.
"You're dismissed General, we will continue this conversation later."
The General bowed slightly and spoke.
"As you wish, Prechosen."
Then he turned, left and as he did this, he picked up the first part of the conversation over the COM link of the Prechosen.
"Chairmen Hazel what an unexpected pleasure...No, the weapon is not yet ready for transportation, nor will it be for some time...Yes, I understand that, Chairmen Hazel. The engineers are working as hard as they can...Of course...Yes Chairmen Hazel...We will do whatever we can..."
The General smiled, it was good to be reminded of the fact that even the Prechosen had people to listen too. It was something that he could use in future conversations with the Prechosen.
***
Exactly half an hour later, when the General's eyes slowly became heavier and his mind told him that he really should take a nap, a furious Prechosen entered the General's office.
"General, you said that the Humans send the Saiyans to us and that they have a weapon that would suit our need for a massive beam cannon, correct?!"
"I do know of the Saiyans, but for the beam cannon you really should go to the Supreme Minister as he first mentioned it."
"That would be a yes, right?!"
"Yes."
"Now give me one reason why the Humans would send Saiyans to us?!"
"Simple, it is known as a preemptive strike, weaken the enemy before you actually engage him and if this battle is fought with hardware or minds, it really doesn't make a difference."
"Now I see, so this all was just to launch the space-going Humans on the positions of power!"
"That's the theory, yes. Prechosen Ieb'draa, may I ask what happened?"
The Prechosen took a breath and for the first time since he entered the office of the General he looked somewhat like the normal Prechosen, reasonably calm and in control of himself
"Let's just say I the same private that convinced you, showed me the truth and now has totally convinced me."
The General gulped; he didn't understand something, why would the aliens first visit him and then the Prechosen. Had he failed and did the aliens now found him disposable? The General returned his attention on the Prechosen.
"So General, do you have a plan ready to make the Humans pay?"
"No, I was under the impression that we would continue our conversation about that later."
"It doesn't matter, just get the plan done quickly. We can't let them get away with this much longer."
"Yes Prechosen and what should we do with the super weapon we are suppose to create."
"I don't care, just get rid of it. We can't risk that we are exposed and that super weapon is a huge risk factor."
"Very well then, it shall be done."
"Good, now get some sleep we have a lot of planning ahead of us tomorrow."
Before the General could respond the Prechosen spun around and left the office, letting the General behind with some doubts and a lot of questions.
[Quite an aggressive one, isn't he.]
February 1, 19 BC, Planet Plant
The General couldn't help it but smile as he remembered the moment that a telepath showed themselves once more to him and prepared him for the role that he would have to take upon him the next day. Giving him all the information he needed and finally granting him a full insight in the politics of the Tsufuru court. He should've met those telepaths years ago. He had more then enough information to take down any of his competition.
August 25, 23 BC, Planet Plant
A figure clad in black sneaked through the hallways of the Tsufuru High Command. Had guards noticed him then they would have opened fire without a second thought and that would have been the end of the second most powerful Tsufuru on the planet. Fortunately for the figure, he possessed the skill of sneaking around unnoticed far to good for someone who was normally a political figure and thus he reached his target unnoticed. Well there was of course still a large door separating him from his target, but there was no doubt that his target was in there for he could hear his target's voice.
"General have you thought of a manner to get rid of our super weapon."
The figure lay his ear against the door to hear the answer, this was new information for him and information was always useful.
"Several Prechosen Ieb'draa, but to limit the amount of suspicion in our direction, we could make one of the crewmembers go 'crazy', preferably of course a non-Tsufuru."
"And how would you plan on doing this, the last time I checked we didn't have any weapons that could make someone go crazy."
"Well Prechosen, project Taapneiz is still a long way from completion, but the developers feel confident that it will work and I must say that the first results look extremely promising."
"Ah and how exactly does it work?"
There was a small pause after which General Naanab spoke once again.
"I guess Prechosen Ieb'draa, that a demonstration is in order to show you just how this project works."
The figure that had been listening felt his muscles contract and knew seemingly on instinct alone that this was the moment to strike, so he did. Bursting through the door while drawing a small gun and removing his balaclava, the figure now clearly identifiable as Supreme Minister Leppa took aim with the small gun at the Prechosen. The Prechosen himself looked first in shock at the Supreme Minister then his expression in one of total rage as he shifted his gaze from the Supreme Minister to the General.
"WHY YOU FILTHY, TREACHEROUS, PIIIE…"
The curse that the Prechosen had started never was completed as the Supreme Minister simply pulled the trigger and thus ended the reign of power of the Prechosen. Following the shot an unsettling silence set in as the two people whom where still alive waited for the things to come. Finally after what seemed an eternity a somewhat dazed Supreme Minister spoke up.
"You, you made me do this and there wasn't anything I could do about it. This is rich, I get the blame while you get the fame."
"Just tell that to the guards, my old friend. If they let you live that is."
The General pointed at the door through which the Supreme Minister had burst a minute earlier. The Supreme Minister looked over his left shoulder and saw that it was over. Two guards had their rifle aimed at him and more were joining them.
"You see this what they would call checkmate in chess, which is an Earth game."
The General waited for the Supreme Minister to turn back to face him and then continued.
"But you knew that already, didn't you? You are after all such great friends with them."
"Actually this situation is more like check, since there are still ways I can win."
The Supreme Minister aimed his gun at the General, who simply shook his head and walked towards the Supreme Minister. He stopped only a meter or so away from the other Tsufuru and spoke with such a soft voice that he knew for sure that only the Supreme Minister could hear him.
"You and I both know that you can't really kill someone else."
"I've killed before and I can do it again."
"Ah, yes but it wasn't really you who was in control of your body or am I wrong and you are really a killer."
"Who was it otherwise?" The Supreme Minister asked. "Who else could control my body?"
The General pointed up and smiled.
"Why little grey men from outer space of course."
The Supreme Minister looked confused, but didn't have the time to think about what the General just said as the General sidestepped and snapped his fingers. Two small energy beams went through the Supreme Ministers body and through the space the General occupied just moments before.
"You know, I actually considered you to be a possible ally in this, but you just had to have connections with the Humans, now did you?"
The General spoke one last time, knowing full well that the Supreme Minister would remember these words for the rest of his live in the next dimension as a guard came running towards him. The General turned to him.
"Notify the state television that the Supreme Minister just killed the Prechosen and that he was killed in return to revenge the death of our beloved Prechosen. I shall make a official announcement of this over one hour and take the role of supreme ruler of the Tsufuru race upon me until we can find a suitable replacement."
"Yes General Naanab."
Of course there never came a suitable replacement and the General became just another dictator in the eyes of the common Tsufurus, albeit one without the demented love of the Prechosen for useless buildings.
February 1, 19 BC, Planet Plant
For a moment, the General considered what the telepaths had told him about the Prechosen. A rather touchy product of year's inbreeding by the previous Prechosens, who was determined not to make the same mistake his father, did; to produce an heir who could kill him. Knowing this the General had now no difficulty understanding why the telepaths wanted the Prechosen out of the way. He was a wildcard and definitely not wanted in the bid for power that would follow once the Humans were wiped out. Still the General was sure that the telepaths would be able to master the situation and control the Prechosen were he still alive.
The General sighed, he knew where his thoughts were heading. In just a few moments he would begin to question himself about one all important question. Was he just a pawn in this all?
He shook his head clear. Not that that would work, but it gave him the feeling that he was still in control. After this he checked his clock and decided that it was time to head to his apartment and see if his wife could get his mind away from the question.
***
Hours later, the six battle groups had finally entered their target area, which was a quite peaceful valley considering the violent nature of some of its inhabitants. The Tsufuru themselves however couldn't care less about the apparent peacefulness of the valley. They knew that Saiyans were down there and right now that was all that mattered, at least that went for most of them. Some of the Tsufuru nervously looked towards the sky, looking for the source of the power that had rendered even their most powerful weapons useless against the Saiyans. Today however, the moon wasn't full anymore and most of the Tsufuru set their minds on what they always would do after the occurrence of a full moon. Try to cut down the number of Saiyans and get some descent revenge for the nineteen cities that had been turned into smoldering craters and the countless others that had been damaged. In the Commander's head however there were no thoughts of revenge, only thoughts about the mission ahead.
***
Meanwhile in a cave, most of the members Lokor's group was asleep, including the Lokor and his woman, Scepice. The last lunar cycle had brought the group great joy as it gave the group it's first child ever born during a lunar cycle, which meant that the boy's power would grow far more rapidly then normal. Yet also great sadness as Lokor's parents had died and thus left a huge gap in experience that had to be filled up. Next to this, the oldest child of the group, a girl, had left the group after finding a suitable male, which brought the total number of members down to twelve. Of those twelve, two Saiyans were awake and guarded the entrance of their cave. Unfortunately for Lokor's group, these guards were more then ready to sleep and thus it could happen that the Tsufuru came closer, yet remained unnoticed.
One of the guards looked full expectation in the length of the valley in order to see if the sun was rising. His wish was granted as the sun's first rays touched the valley. His fellow guard noticed it too and gave him a nod. They both looked one final time across the valley, where animals of the day noticed the sunlight too and woke up out of their slumber. A large herd of the six-legged Zessen running across the valley signaled that this would be a good hunting day, but the two guards weren't interested in them, only in sleep. They turned around to walk into the cave, wake the others and get some sleep, but never got any further then turning around. The silent blanket of peace in the valley was pierced by erupting gunfire. Now was a single shot from a Tsufuru energy rifle was never enough to even kill the weakest among the Saiyans. Yet when hundreds of Tsufuru energy rifles were firing at a single Saiyan, only the toughest among the Saiyans could come out alive and unfortunately for the two guards, they weren't among the toughest of the Saiyans. The two Saiyans fell dead on the ground, scalded by the constant fire. The Commander of Tsufuru checked his scouter, the latest in data gathering equipment, to see if the two Saiyans were really dead. He got no reading from them.
"Good," The Commander said. "Now kill the others, but leave the leading male and female over to Gamma squad!"
***
Inside the cave Lokor and the others were woken up by the sound of rifle fire from outside the cave, followed shortly by the loud, commanding voice of one of the Tsufuru.
"Good, now kill the others but leave the leading male and female over to Gamma squad."
Now Saiyans couldn't speak nor understand English, just as the Tsufuru couldn't speak or understand the Saiyan language, but Lokor and the other adults knew enough. They had encountered this particular situation before and knew that the words meant that unless they left this area, the smaller beings would soon fill this entire valley in order to try to kill them. Not that the smaller beings would succeed in that. They would be long since gone before the valley was full of enemies, but first it was time to have some fun. Lokor exchanged a glances with the rest of the adults as he licked his lips in anticipation.
"[It is time to fight.]" Said Lokor menacingly.
The other adults, as well as the three oldest children gave a small nod in agreement with the adults smiling darkly. The youngest member of the group however didn't nod or smile darkly, he just reached out to all the smiling faces, while cooing in delight.
***
Anticipation rose outside, as the Tsufuru prepared themselves for the moment that the Saiyans would come out. Some of the soldiers almost constantly shifted their hold of the energy rifle they would soon have to use, while others checked if the battery that would give the rifle it's energy was full. It didn't matter though what the Tsufuru soldiers did though, in each of their mind the same mixture of fear and anxiety was present and was slowly eating at the sanity of the soldiers. Despite all of their training and experience with dealing with Saiyans, most of the present soldiers had a state of mind that was no different, from the first Tsufuru soldiers that went up against the Saiyans. This partially due to the fact that despite the information the Tsufuru had gathered over the years, not much had changed when it came to fighting the Saiyans. This mission had still the same, enormous casualty rating as the first missions as well as the same vengeful drive. Some of Tsufuru looked up from the trivial things they were doing and looked at the cave entrance. There were still no Saiyans to be seen. Murmurs started to sound from the gathered Tsufuru soldiers. Why hadn't Saiyans showed themselves yet? Where there any Saiyans at all? The Commander sighed and took a deep breath, in order to discipline his soldiers. It wasn't necessary though, the Saiyans had finally showed themselves and the murmurs had been silenced. Then something happened on which the Tsufuru hadn't counted, Some of the Saiyans rose into the air and took off. The Commander blinked.
*Saiyans aren't supposed to run. They hadn't run from a battle, since…since. Well since, a really long time.*
The Commander stopped his thoughts about the retreating Saiyans and returned his attention and thoughts back on those remaining. He smiled, less Saiyans meant that this whole mission just became a lot easier. Unless of course it was the leading couple that just retreated. The Commander shrugged that thought of, if that had indeed been the leading couple he just had to fabricate another leading couple.
***
Lokor looked back over his shoulder, into the cave, that had been his group's home for all the months that had past since the Naam Ellov had ended. It had been here, that the group had come to terms with its new situation. Now this period was over and they would have to seek a new home once this was finished. Lokor turned and watched how two adult Saiyans flew off with the three youngest children. This left him of course with only four other Saiyans; Scepice, his oldest son and the two females, whose males just had been killed. It didn't matter though, not much anyway, as they just planned to have some fun, before they would quickly withdraw to a new location. These smaller beings were after all not worth that much when it came to fighting, so it would be futile if they stayed for a prolonged fight and be accidentally killed by some fluke.
*I might as well order to retreat now and not risk anything. That might be wiser…*
Lokor shook his head clear, what was he thinking here? A Saiyan doesn't just order a retreat, not without the situation looking hopeless. Lokor sighed, he should do what every proper Saiyan did and just order to attack, leaving the consequences for after the fight.
"[Attack]"
A wave of doubt hit Lokor that instant and he was again forced to shake his head clear. He knew after all that just ordering a retreat after ordering an attack didn't make him look that sane in the eye of the others. More emotions flooded over him, emotions that he knew weren't his own and he staggered under the sudden load.
"[Lokor?]"
He looked to his side and saw that it had been Scepice who had spoken and was now supporting him. Scepice's support had not come second to soon, because right at that instant a new flood of emotions and thoughts washed over him and nearly made him black out.
"[Lokor?]"
"[My head.]" Lokor managed to reply before a third flood made him indeed black out.
***
Doubt took over the mind of the Commander as he watched how the only remaining suitable male for the role of leader collapsed and showed no intention of getting up. In fact, seeing the scene from here, it seemed as though the Saiyan male showed no signs of live at all. Some times live just wasn't fair, the Commander though as he shifted his view from the collapsed male to the second, much younger male. In fact, it was the age of this male made it impossible for him to be a leader, as his power showed that he certainly had the potential to become a leader one day. Power, according to his scouter the older male still had some power in him left, so he should be still alive. However a Saiyan that simply collapsed before a battle, didn't seem to the Commander as a Saiyan who was fit to lead.
[But he is.]
Confusion made itself master of the Commander's body.
*What the?*
[I am sorry, I have forgotten how confused you lower beings get by simple telepathic communication.]
"Who are you?"
Several soldiers around the Commander looked towards the Commander as though he had lost it, an act the Commander really couldn't blame them for, for he himself had similar thoughts.
[Oh no, you're not crazy, but if you want to keep the soldier around you from getting that impression then I suggest that you don't say your thoughts out loud, but keep them for yourself.]
*Easy enough, now who are you.*
[Call me a friend for now, an ally perhaps later.]
The Commander considered these words for a moment. He knew that whatever it was, hadn't answered his question, nor did he think that it would give him that answer anytime soon. Yet, in his mind this simple answer was enough for now, for the answer did feel right. The Commander returned his attention on the collapsed male and wondered for a moment what he should do with the situation.
[Come on, that isn't that hard is it? Send in Gamma squad and take care of the male and female, while they are still incapacitated or distracted.]
The Commander gave whoever was speaking to him a mental nod and began to give his command to Gamma squad.
"Gamma squad move in to take the collapsed male and the female with him!"
"Roger that!"
From out of the back of the Tsufuru formation a group with pedal-like pistols moved towards Lokor and Scepice and once clear of the other Tsufuru's took aim at them. Scepice looked up and a look of confusion made itself master of her face, when the first silver beams connected with her.
***
Something was off, from the moment the first beams connected with her, Scepice knew that something was off. First of all she noticed that the weapons were different from the ordinary Tsufuru weapons. Secondly, the beams didn't hurt at all, which was strange to say at the very least. For a moment Scepice pondered about this, while beams continued to connect with both her and the still unconscious Lokor. She decided that it would be nothing. However at that very instant that she decided that it would be nothing, her arm, which had taken the brunt of the attack so far went suddenly numb. Surprised to say the least and more then a tad bit scared, Scepice no longer had the idea that beams were just nothing. She felt numbness starting to spread and decided that if she wanted to survive this thing, she had better start cutting down the numbers of the Tsufuru soon, before she too numb to move at all. Thus she started a mad dash towards the Tsufuru with the strange weapons to at least make her power felt. However the mad dash, quickly turned into a mad stumble and finally a mad slide as her legs were caught in the spreading numbness. Behind her Lokor finally regained some of his live and rose up, only to feel his legs begin to buckle as well. He did manage to fire a ball of ki, but it went wide over as aim was way off, thanks to falling backwards and failing to compensate for it.
For Scepice her live seemed to be over. All she had to do now was wait for the smaller beings to come over and kill her. Perhaps she could still take a few of them with her with a good mouth blast if the numbness didn't affect that particular ability as well by then too, or so she thought. Soon enough she had to let this thought, no hope, slip away too as she could no longer rely on her senses to tell her what was going on. Slowly but surely the world grew silent and dark and thus could it happen that she would not notice what would happen to her until she woke up in a totally different world. She would not notice that her son and the two females would be buried underneath the smaller beings, blast free, only to be buried again. She would not see how the two females killed themselves in order to provide a way for her son to escape the valley which rapidly began to fill with other Tsufuru troops, thirsty for honor and revenge. And thus she would not hear the scream of her son as he fled from the battle, leaving all of his sanity behind. When she woke up it would indeed a different world, empty and save for Lokor utterly devoid of any recognizable elements.
May 10, 21 BC, Planet Plant
A total of twelve couples of Saiyans had been captured last year. They had been fitted with energy surpressors, reducing their powers by so much that they could just barely move around normally, turning them into perfect guinea pigs. Testing wasn't however the main reason that the twenty-four Saiyans had been captured. No, it was the power the Saiyans held that the Tsufuru really were interested in. Power that was best harvested while it was still young, in the form of baby Saiyans that could be shaped according to the Tsufuru own needs and desires and today would be the day that the first was to be collected.
Lokor and Scepice who had been captured early in the morning on the first of February last year had held for six months now a small miracle in their midst. Despite all the hardships they had been through, despite the weak condition there were in and despite being captured, they were still granted a strong and healthy son. Strangely enough the torture had stopped as soon as the Tsufuru had found out that she was pregnant, their powers even had risen far enough to handle their son, when the Tsufuru were not around. In short a strange, twisted form of the life they had once known re-emerged and it was during these moments, when they could only vaguely remind a time during which they were happier. For now however that happiness would have to wait, the two slowly began to weaken, a sign that Tsufuru were on their way to them. They returned their son to his crib, before he became to powerful to handle and waited huddled together in a corner of their cell for things to come. The door slid open and two Tsufuru scientists pushing some kind of a small car entered under the escort of four Tsufuru soldiers. In the past, when the couple was free, they would've laughed if six Tsufuru would even dare to approach them. Now they didn't even move an inch, afraid of the consequences that would follow if they did. A soldier spared them a look and he laughed silently as the two Saiyans huddled even closer together in their corner, as the two scientists moved towards the crib. One of the scientists lifted the baby out of his crib and lay him in the car. A soft cry emitted from the car, soon followed by a far louder one. Paralyzed by fear and powerless to do anything to begin with, they watched as the scientists pushed a bottom and closed the car. A cry was the last sound that was emitted from the car by the baby. The sudden lack of sound was ear deavening for the two Saiyans who still were as passive as two broken Saiyans could be, but this all changed in an instant as the Tsufuru prepared to move out of the cell. During this moment courage was temporarily refound as their rage grew, it was after all the last chance to get their child back. They rose and charged, but unfortunately for them refound courage and a large amount of rage didn't mean more power. An invisible wall slammed into them as it had always had when they tried to escape. The Tsufuru laughed as they left the cell, with one of the scientist pushing the car containing the baby. The doors closed and the two Saiyans were left on their own, just as they had been the first day that they had been brought here. Their family lost, their fate broken and above all a feeling of infinite loneliness drowned them. They cried and cried; slammed against the walls and held on to each other, but nothing would get their Turgaz back. Finally after two hours the doors opened again, not to bring Turgaz back, but to take them back to the 'torture chamber'.
AN: Well this was the end of what could be described as a very long secondary prologue. And I do promise to update this time within a month, hehe. Oh but no promises :P
February 1, 19 BC, Planet Plant
General Naanab, now the supreme ruler of the whole of planet Plant and every Tsufuru colony, sat behind his desk and watched a scene on a monitor, that was integrated in the desk itself. The scene showed how six battle groups left the fortress of the Tsufuru High Command in the middle of the night. Most of the men, who walked there, knew nothing of the plan that would make this mission so different from any similar mission in the past, nor would they ever know. The General shuddered involuntarily from pleasure as he remembered the sheer ingenuity of the plan and how it combined perfectly with the normal vengeful measures that are taken for the three years of chaos the apes had caused. The General smiled; today would be the start of a project that would ensure the constructive use of the apes.
*Apes, the evidence of how Saiyans had come to be, had been right in front of their eyes for constant periods of three years. It was only natural for Humans to give the Saiyans the largest power when they had been turned back by the light of the full moon into a primitive form in the Human evolutionary path. The light of the full moon; there was the legend of the werewolf on Earth, a man turned by the light of the full moon in a creature of darkness and animalistic power, just like a Saiyan.*
The General shook his head and laughed.
*Everything became so obvious after the telepaths had pointed me in the right direction and showed me the truth about the Saiyans. So obvious in fact, that I wondered why no one had ever figured it out before.*
The battle groups moved out of the monitors' view and the General turned back to the tasks that lay on his desk, but he didn't just yet start. Instead he let his mind drift and remembered the day on which this all had started.
August 24, 23 BC, Planet Plant
It had been late in the evening when he had returned from his Saiyan-watching after an eventful day during which he had learned the truth about the Saiyans and to say that the Prechosen had not been too thrilled about it, was an understatement. The Prechosen had summoned him and that was when the games would begin.
"General Naanab, I ordered you to report to my office as soon as the whole thing was over! Where were you?"
The threatening voice of the Prechosen seemed to be amplified by the room itself and this was actually the case. For the room, which basically looked like any other large office of a world leader, was modified by the present Prechosen in such a way that he the room itself would amplify the tone of his voice and in this particular case the tone was full of anger.
The General took a step back and contemplated how to bring the discoveries to the Prechosen and gives a reasonable explanation where he was in the mean time and why he hadn't brought the information right to the Prechosen. The General continued to try and find a correct answer, during the Prechosen's impatience grew.
"Well?"
The General took another step back as he looked at the Prechosen, whose features suddenly softened.
"I understand that you are not responsible for the mess with the Saiyans. No General has ever been able to truly to stop the full might of the Saiyans, but I would've thought that you would at least attempt to stop them. Your father did a better job at it in the last battle of his live."
A muscle twitched in the face of the General, he took comments about his father's last battle personal. There had been nothing his father could've changed about the situation. In fact, in the General's own eyes not even the legendary General Reep could've have turned the situation at the battle of Banaan. It had been a doomed battle to begin with, with a group of Oozarus surrounding a military base, which value never should have allowed the death of so many men and shouldn't even have required his father's personal attention in the first place. To make matters worse, the small, round and fluffy telepaths his father had been preparing for a task of information gathering were send with his father in the hope that they would be ready to do some good. Needless to say, the battle had been a total failure, with thousands of soldier's dead, the total destruction of the military base, the loss of the telepaths and the General's father, who had been severely injured during the battle, downgraded to a simple advisor by the Prechosen. The General eyed the Prechosen and swallowed any feelings of hate and revenge he harbored for the Prechosen, because of this decision. His father's memory was nothing in comparison to the discovery he had made today and thus now was not the time to express the feelings of hate.
"I am sorry Prechosen Ieb'draa, but something rather important and rather interesting came up."
"More important then this. May I remind the General that I promised the Chairmen of the Milky Way Alliance, a weapon like nothing we have ever been able to produce, due to your failure. What could possibly more important right now?"
"The origin of Saiyans, or rather the identity of the bastards that unleashed them on this planet."
It became quiet as the Prechosen opened his mouth to speak, but could not speak. The General allowed himself to smile a little bit, something, which he regretted instantaneously.
"General if you think that this is the time to joke around, you're sadly mistaken."
The General swallowed, but was otherwise unimpressed. He knew what he had to do.
"No, Prechosen Ieb'draa, this isn't a joke. I know the identity of the creators of the Saiyans."
"Well since, you seem to be sincere in your believes or at least you think that you are sincere let me hear the identity of your would be Saiyan creators."
"Yes, Prechosen Ieb'draa. The creators of the Saiyans are the Humans or at least the Earth-bound Humans."
The Prechosen's face began to brighten as heard these words, then began to show signs that the Prechosen was going to erupt in a laughing fit, any second now.
"Prechosen? It is true you know, think about it. Why would a Saiyan transform into an ape during the full moon? Why would a Saiyan look like a Human in the first place? Why..."
"Silence!"
The order was clear for the General and he kept his mouth shut, but the voice with which the order was given wasn't anything like the normal commanding voice of the Prechosen. General Naanab gained a confused expression and frowned as the Prechosen began to crack up and moments later burst into laughing.
"General, may I ask for what kind of a fool you take me. Now tell me where you heard this nonsense in the first place and then tell me, where you truly where during this time."
The General remained silent as he decided what to say, as he couldn't exactly say that aliens abducted him, who gave him this information. Yet, what else could he say? Several possibilities shot through his head and after a few moments he picked one of them.
"The theory was brought up by a private, who commented after seeing the Humans that if he didn't know better, he would've thought that the Humans were the original ancestors of the Saiyans. Afterwards he took this idea a couple of steps further, spurred on by some friends and came up with this theory. Now he has yet to give any direct evidence, but his indirect evidence was good enough to give the matter some thought and the more I thought about it the more sense it all made. And this is where I have been all this time, to check the arguments that the private used."
"Obviously this private has a gift for argumentation if it succeeded in convincing you in such a short time. Perhaps you should allow the private to go to the diplomatic corps. We could use some extra diplomats, as a certain General has created quite a diplomatic mess. Have you thought of a solution by the way for that problem."
"Yes, I have. As it turns out the technology that is required for this already exists on Earth. It is just forgotten."
The Prechosen opened his mouth to answer, but his personal COM link was faster and let itself be heard.
"You're dismissed General, we will continue this conversation later."
The General bowed slightly and spoke.
"As you wish, Prechosen."
Then he turned, left and as he did this, he picked up the first part of the conversation over the COM link of the Prechosen.
"Chairmen Hazel what an unexpected pleasure...No, the weapon is not yet ready for transportation, nor will it be for some time...Yes, I understand that, Chairmen Hazel. The engineers are working as hard as they can...Of course...Yes Chairmen Hazel...We will do whatever we can..."
The General smiled, it was good to be reminded of the fact that even the Prechosen had people to listen too. It was something that he could use in future conversations with the Prechosen.
***
Exactly half an hour later, when the General's eyes slowly became heavier and his mind told him that he really should take a nap, a furious Prechosen entered the General's office.
"General, you said that the Humans send the Saiyans to us and that they have a weapon that would suit our need for a massive beam cannon, correct?!"
"I do know of the Saiyans, but for the beam cannon you really should go to the Supreme Minister as he first mentioned it."
"That would be a yes, right?!"
"Yes."
"Now give me one reason why the Humans would send Saiyans to us?!"
"Simple, it is known as a preemptive strike, weaken the enemy before you actually engage him and if this battle is fought with hardware or minds, it really doesn't make a difference."
"Now I see, so this all was just to launch the space-going Humans on the positions of power!"
"That's the theory, yes. Prechosen Ieb'draa, may I ask what happened?"
The Prechosen took a breath and for the first time since he entered the office of the General he looked somewhat like the normal Prechosen, reasonably calm and in control of himself
"Let's just say I the same private that convinced you, showed me the truth and now has totally convinced me."
The General gulped; he didn't understand something, why would the aliens first visit him and then the Prechosen. Had he failed and did the aliens now found him disposable? The General returned his attention on the Prechosen.
"So General, do you have a plan ready to make the Humans pay?"
"No, I was under the impression that we would continue our conversation about that later."
"It doesn't matter, just get the plan done quickly. We can't let them get away with this much longer."
"Yes Prechosen and what should we do with the super weapon we are suppose to create."
"I don't care, just get rid of it. We can't risk that we are exposed and that super weapon is a huge risk factor."
"Very well then, it shall be done."
"Good, now get some sleep we have a lot of planning ahead of us tomorrow."
Before the General could respond the Prechosen spun around and left the office, letting the General behind with some doubts and a lot of questions.
[Quite an aggressive one, isn't he.]
February 1, 19 BC, Planet Plant
The General couldn't help it but smile as he remembered the moment that a telepath showed themselves once more to him and prepared him for the role that he would have to take upon him the next day. Giving him all the information he needed and finally granting him a full insight in the politics of the Tsufuru court. He should've met those telepaths years ago. He had more then enough information to take down any of his competition.
August 25, 23 BC, Planet Plant
A figure clad in black sneaked through the hallways of the Tsufuru High Command. Had guards noticed him then they would have opened fire without a second thought and that would have been the end of the second most powerful Tsufuru on the planet. Fortunately for the figure, he possessed the skill of sneaking around unnoticed far to good for someone who was normally a political figure and thus he reached his target unnoticed. Well there was of course still a large door separating him from his target, but there was no doubt that his target was in there for he could hear his target's voice.
"General have you thought of a manner to get rid of our super weapon."
The figure lay his ear against the door to hear the answer, this was new information for him and information was always useful.
"Several Prechosen Ieb'draa, but to limit the amount of suspicion in our direction, we could make one of the crewmembers go 'crazy', preferably of course a non-Tsufuru."
"And how would you plan on doing this, the last time I checked we didn't have any weapons that could make someone go crazy."
"Well Prechosen, project Taapneiz is still a long way from completion, but the developers feel confident that it will work and I must say that the first results look extremely promising."
"Ah and how exactly does it work?"
There was a small pause after which General Naanab spoke once again.
"I guess Prechosen Ieb'draa, that a demonstration is in order to show you just how this project works."
The figure that had been listening felt his muscles contract and knew seemingly on instinct alone that this was the moment to strike, so he did. Bursting through the door while drawing a small gun and removing his balaclava, the figure now clearly identifiable as Supreme Minister Leppa took aim with the small gun at the Prechosen. The Prechosen himself looked first in shock at the Supreme Minister then his expression in one of total rage as he shifted his gaze from the Supreme Minister to the General.
"WHY YOU FILTHY, TREACHEROUS, PIIIE…"
The curse that the Prechosen had started never was completed as the Supreme Minister simply pulled the trigger and thus ended the reign of power of the Prechosen. Following the shot an unsettling silence set in as the two people whom where still alive waited for the things to come. Finally after what seemed an eternity a somewhat dazed Supreme Minister spoke up.
"You, you made me do this and there wasn't anything I could do about it. This is rich, I get the blame while you get the fame."
"Just tell that to the guards, my old friend. If they let you live that is."
The General pointed at the door through which the Supreme Minister had burst a minute earlier. The Supreme Minister looked over his left shoulder and saw that it was over. Two guards had their rifle aimed at him and more were joining them.
"You see this what they would call checkmate in chess, which is an Earth game."
The General waited for the Supreme Minister to turn back to face him and then continued.
"But you knew that already, didn't you? You are after all such great friends with them."
"Actually this situation is more like check, since there are still ways I can win."
The Supreme Minister aimed his gun at the General, who simply shook his head and walked towards the Supreme Minister. He stopped only a meter or so away from the other Tsufuru and spoke with such a soft voice that he knew for sure that only the Supreme Minister could hear him.
"You and I both know that you can't really kill someone else."
"I've killed before and I can do it again."
"Ah, yes but it wasn't really you who was in control of your body or am I wrong and you are really a killer."
"Who was it otherwise?" The Supreme Minister asked. "Who else could control my body?"
The General pointed up and smiled.
"Why little grey men from outer space of course."
The Supreme Minister looked confused, but didn't have the time to think about what the General just said as the General sidestepped and snapped his fingers. Two small energy beams went through the Supreme Ministers body and through the space the General occupied just moments before.
"You know, I actually considered you to be a possible ally in this, but you just had to have connections with the Humans, now did you?"
The General spoke one last time, knowing full well that the Supreme Minister would remember these words for the rest of his live in the next dimension as a guard came running towards him. The General turned to him.
"Notify the state television that the Supreme Minister just killed the Prechosen and that he was killed in return to revenge the death of our beloved Prechosen. I shall make a official announcement of this over one hour and take the role of supreme ruler of the Tsufuru race upon me until we can find a suitable replacement."
"Yes General Naanab."
Of course there never came a suitable replacement and the General became just another dictator in the eyes of the common Tsufurus, albeit one without the demented love of the Prechosen for useless buildings.
February 1, 19 BC, Planet Plant
For a moment, the General considered what the telepaths had told him about the Prechosen. A rather touchy product of year's inbreeding by the previous Prechosens, who was determined not to make the same mistake his father, did; to produce an heir who could kill him. Knowing this the General had now no difficulty understanding why the telepaths wanted the Prechosen out of the way. He was a wildcard and definitely not wanted in the bid for power that would follow once the Humans were wiped out. Still the General was sure that the telepaths would be able to master the situation and control the Prechosen were he still alive.
The General sighed, he knew where his thoughts were heading. In just a few moments he would begin to question himself about one all important question. Was he just a pawn in this all?
He shook his head clear. Not that that would work, but it gave him the feeling that he was still in control. After this he checked his clock and decided that it was time to head to his apartment and see if his wife could get his mind away from the question.
***
Hours later, the six battle groups had finally entered their target area, which was a quite peaceful valley considering the violent nature of some of its inhabitants. The Tsufuru themselves however couldn't care less about the apparent peacefulness of the valley. They knew that Saiyans were down there and right now that was all that mattered, at least that went for most of them. Some of the Tsufuru nervously looked towards the sky, looking for the source of the power that had rendered even their most powerful weapons useless against the Saiyans. Today however, the moon wasn't full anymore and most of the Tsufuru set their minds on what they always would do after the occurrence of a full moon. Try to cut down the number of Saiyans and get some descent revenge for the nineteen cities that had been turned into smoldering craters and the countless others that had been damaged. In the Commander's head however there were no thoughts of revenge, only thoughts about the mission ahead.
***
Meanwhile in a cave, most of the members Lokor's group was asleep, including the Lokor and his woman, Scepice. The last lunar cycle had brought the group great joy as it gave the group it's first child ever born during a lunar cycle, which meant that the boy's power would grow far more rapidly then normal. Yet also great sadness as Lokor's parents had died and thus left a huge gap in experience that had to be filled up. Next to this, the oldest child of the group, a girl, had left the group after finding a suitable male, which brought the total number of members down to twelve. Of those twelve, two Saiyans were awake and guarded the entrance of their cave. Unfortunately for Lokor's group, these guards were more then ready to sleep and thus it could happen that the Tsufuru came closer, yet remained unnoticed.
One of the guards looked full expectation in the length of the valley in order to see if the sun was rising. His wish was granted as the sun's first rays touched the valley. His fellow guard noticed it too and gave him a nod. They both looked one final time across the valley, where animals of the day noticed the sunlight too and woke up out of their slumber. A large herd of the six-legged Zessen running across the valley signaled that this would be a good hunting day, but the two guards weren't interested in them, only in sleep. They turned around to walk into the cave, wake the others and get some sleep, but never got any further then turning around. The silent blanket of peace in the valley was pierced by erupting gunfire. Now was a single shot from a Tsufuru energy rifle was never enough to even kill the weakest among the Saiyans. Yet when hundreds of Tsufuru energy rifles were firing at a single Saiyan, only the toughest among the Saiyans could come out alive and unfortunately for the two guards, they weren't among the toughest of the Saiyans. The two Saiyans fell dead on the ground, scalded by the constant fire. The Commander of Tsufuru checked his scouter, the latest in data gathering equipment, to see if the two Saiyans were really dead. He got no reading from them.
"Good," The Commander said. "Now kill the others, but leave the leading male and female over to Gamma squad!"
***
Inside the cave Lokor and the others were woken up by the sound of rifle fire from outside the cave, followed shortly by the loud, commanding voice of one of the Tsufuru.
"Good, now kill the others but leave the leading male and female over to Gamma squad."
Now Saiyans couldn't speak nor understand English, just as the Tsufuru couldn't speak or understand the Saiyan language, but Lokor and the other adults knew enough. They had encountered this particular situation before and knew that the words meant that unless they left this area, the smaller beings would soon fill this entire valley in order to try to kill them. Not that the smaller beings would succeed in that. They would be long since gone before the valley was full of enemies, but first it was time to have some fun. Lokor exchanged a glances with the rest of the adults as he licked his lips in anticipation.
"[It is time to fight.]" Said Lokor menacingly.
The other adults, as well as the three oldest children gave a small nod in agreement with the adults smiling darkly. The youngest member of the group however didn't nod or smile darkly, he just reached out to all the smiling faces, while cooing in delight.
***
Anticipation rose outside, as the Tsufuru prepared themselves for the moment that the Saiyans would come out. Some of the soldiers almost constantly shifted their hold of the energy rifle they would soon have to use, while others checked if the battery that would give the rifle it's energy was full. It didn't matter though what the Tsufuru soldiers did though, in each of their mind the same mixture of fear and anxiety was present and was slowly eating at the sanity of the soldiers. Despite all of their training and experience with dealing with Saiyans, most of the present soldiers had a state of mind that was no different, from the first Tsufuru soldiers that went up against the Saiyans. This partially due to the fact that despite the information the Tsufuru had gathered over the years, not much had changed when it came to fighting the Saiyans. This mission had still the same, enormous casualty rating as the first missions as well as the same vengeful drive. Some of Tsufuru looked up from the trivial things they were doing and looked at the cave entrance. There were still no Saiyans to be seen. Murmurs started to sound from the gathered Tsufuru soldiers. Why hadn't Saiyans showed themselves yet? Where there any Saiyans at all? The Commander sighed and took a deep breath, in order to discipline his soldiers. It wasn't necessary though, the Saiyans had finally showed themselves and the murmurs had been silenced. Then something happened on which the Tsufuru hadn't counted, Some of the Saiyans rose into the air and took off. The Commander blinked.
*Saiyans aren't supposed to run. They hadn't run from a battle, since…since. Well since, a really long time.*
The Commander stopped his thoughts about the retreating Saiyans and returned his attention and thoughts back on those remaining. He smiled, less Saiyans meant that this whole mission just became a lot easier. Unless of course it was the leading couple that just retreated. The Commander shrugged that thought of, if that had indeed been the leading couple he just had to fabricate another leading couple.
***
Lokor looked back over his shoulder, into the cave, that had been his group's home for all the months that had past since the Naam Ellov had ended. It had been here, that the group had come to terms with its new situation. Now this period was over and they would have to seek a new home once this was finished. Lokor turned and watched how two adult Saiyans flew off with the three youngest children. This left him of course with only four other Saiyans; Scepice, his oldest son and the two females, whose males just had been killed. It didn't matter though, not much anyway, as they just planned to have some fun, before they would quickly withdraw to a new location. These smaller beings were after all not worth that much when it came to fighting, so it would be futile if they stayed for a prolonged fight and be accidentally killed by some fluke.
*I might as well order to retreat now and not risk anything. That might be wiser…*
Lokor shook his head clear, what was he thinking here? A Saiyan doesn't just order a retreat, not without the situation looking hopeless. Lokor sighed, he should do what every proper Saiyan did and just order to attack, leaving the consequences for after the fight.
"[Attack]"
A wave of doubt hit Lokor that instant and he was again forced to shake his head clear. He knew after all that just ordering a retreat after ordering an attack didn't make him look that sane in the eye of the others. More emotions flooded over him, emotions that he knew weren't his own and he staggered under the sudden load.
"[Lokor?]"
He looked to his side and saw that it had been Scepice who had spoken and was now supporting him. Scepice's support had not come second to soon, because right at that instant a new flood of emotions and thoughts washed over him and nearly made him black out.
"[Lokor?]"
"[My head.]" Lokor managed to reply before a third flood made him indeed black out.
***
Doubt took over the mind of the Commander as he watched how the only remaining suitable male for the role of leader collapsed and showed no intention of getting up. In fact, seeing the scene from here, it seemed as though the Saiyan male showed no signs of live at all. Some times live just wasn't fair, the Commander though as he shifted his view from the collapsed male to the second, much younger male. In fact, it was the age of this male made it impossible for him to be a leader, as his power showed that he certainly had the potential to become a leader one day. Power, according to his scouter the older male still had some power in him left, so he should be still alive. However a Saiyan that simply collapsed before a battle, didn't seem to the Commander as a Saiyan who was fit to lead.
[But he is.]
Confusion made itself master of the Commander's body.
*What the?*
[I am sorry, I have forgotten how confused you lower beings get by simple telepathic communication.]
"Who are you?"
Several soldiers around the Commander looked towards the Commander as though he had lost it, an act the Commander really couldn't blame them for, for he himself had similar thoughts.
[Oh no, you're not crazy, but if you want to keep the soldier around you from getting that impression then I suggest that you don't say your thoughts out loud, but keep them for yourself.]
*Easy enough, now who are you.*
[Call me a friend for now, an ally perhaps later.]
The Commander considered these words for a moment. He knew that whatever it was, hadn't answered his question, nor did he think that it would give him that answer anytime soon. Yet, in his mind this simple answer was enough for now, for the answer did feel right. The Commander returned his attention on the collapsed male and wondered for a moment what he should do with the situation.
[Come on, that isn't that hard is it? Send in Gamma squad and take care of the male and female, while they are still incapacitated or distracted.]
The Commander gave whoever was speaking to him a mental nod and began to give his command to Gamma squad.
"Gamma squad move in to take the collapsed male and the female with him!"
"Roger that!"
From out of the back of the Tsufuru formation a group with pedal-like pistols moved towards Lokor and Scepice and once clear of the other Tsufuru's took aim at them. Scepice looked up and a look of confusion made itself master of her face, when the first silver beams connected with her.
***
Something was off, from the moment the first beams connected with her, Scepice knew that something was off. First of all she noticed that the weapons were different from the ordinary Tsufuru weapons. Secondly, the beams didn't hurt at all, which was strange to say at the very least. For a moment Scepice pondered about this, while beams continued to connect with both her and the still unconscious Lokor. She decided that it would be nothing. However at that very instant that she decided that it would be nothing, her arm, which had taken the brunt of the attack so far went suddenly numb. Surprised to say the least and more then a tad bit scared, Scepice no longer had the idea that beams were just nothing. She felt numbness starting to spread and decided that if she wanted to survive this thing, she had better start cutting down the numbers of the Tsufuru soon, before she too numb to move at all. Thus she started a mad dash towards the Tsufuru with the strange weapons to at least make her power felt. However the mad dash, quickly turned into a mad stumble and finally a mad slide as her legs were caught in the spreading numbness. Behind her Lokor finally regained some of his live and rose up, only to feel his legs begin to buckle as well. He did manage to fire a ball of ki, but it went wide over as aim was way off, thanks to falling backwards and failing to compensate for it.
For Scepice her live seemed to be over. All she had to do now was wait for the smaller beings to come over and kill her. Perhaps she could still take a few of them with her with a good mouth blast if the numbness didn't affect that particular ability as well by then too, or so she thought. Soon enough she had to let this thought, no hope, slip away too as she could no longer rely on her senses to tell her what was going on. Slowly but surely the world grew silent and dark and thus could it happen that she would not notice what would happen to her until she woke up in a totally different world. She would not notice that her son and the two females would be buried underneath the smaller beings, blast free, only to be buried again. She would not see how the two females killed themselves in order to provide a way for her son to escape the valley which rapidly began to fill with other Tsufuru troops, thirsty for honor and revenge. And thus she would not hear the scream of her son as he fled from the battle, leaving all of his sanity behind. When she woke up it would indeed a different world, empty and save for Lokor utterly devoid of any recognizable elements.
May 10, 21 BC, Planet Plant
A total of twelve couples of Saiyans had been captured last year. They had been fitted with energy surpressors, reducing their powers by so much that they could just barely move around normally, turning them into perfect guinea pigs. Testing wasn't however the main reason that the twenty-four Saiyans had been captured. No, it was the power the Saiyans held that the Tsufuru really were interested in. Power that was best harvested while it was still young, in the form of baby Saiyans that could be shaped according to the Tsufuru own needs and desires and today would be the day that the first was to be collected.
Lokor and Scepice who had been captured early in the morning on the first of February last year had held for six months now a small miracle in their midst. Despite all the hardships they had been through, despite the weak condition there were in and despite being captured, they were still granted a strong and healthy son. Strangely enough the torture had stopped as soon as the Tsufuru had found out that she was pregnant, their powers even had risen far enough to handle their son, when the Tsufuru were not around. In short a strange, twisted form of the life they had once known re-emerged and it was during these moments, when they could only vaguely remind a time during which they were happier. For now however that happiness would have to wait, the two slowly began to weaken, a sign that Tsufuru were on their way to them. They returned their son to his crib, before he became to powerful to handle and waited huddled together in a corner of their cell for things to come. The door slid open and two Tsufuru scientists pushing some kind of a small car entered under the escort of four Tsufuru soldiers. In the past, when the couple was free, they would've laughed if six Tsufuru would even dare to approach them. Now they didn't even move an inch, afraid of the consequences that would follow if they did. A soldier spared them a look and he laughed silently as the two Saiyans huddled even closer together in their corner, as the two scientists moved towards the crib. One of the scientists lifted the baby out of his crib and lay him in the car. A soft cry emitted from the car, soon followed by a far louder one. Paralyzed by fear and powerless to do anything to begin with, they watched as the scientists pushed a bottom and closed the car. A cry was the last sound that was emitted from the car by the baby. The sudden lack of sound was ear deavening for the two Saiyans who still were as passive as two broken Saiyans could be, but this all changed in an instant as the Tsufuru prepared to move out of the cell. During this moment courage was temporarily refound as their rage grew, it was after all the last chance to get their child back. They rose and charged, but unfortunately for them refound courage and a large amount of rage didn't mean more power. An invisible wall slammed into them as it had always had when they tried to escape. The Tsufuru laughed as they left the cell, with one of the scientist pushing the car containing the baby. The doors closed and the two Saiyans were left on their own, just as they had been the first day that they had been brought here. Their family lost, their fate broken and above all a feeling of infinite loneliness drowned them. They cried and cried; slammed against the walls and held on to each other, but nothing would get their Turgaz back. Finally after two hours the doors opened again, not to bring Turgaz back, but to take them back to the 'torture chamber'.
AN: Well this was the end of what could be described as a very long secondary prologue. And I do promise to update this time within a month, hehe. Oh but no promises :P