**********Episode 47**********
**5 Years Later; Hi! I'm Chile!!**
Bardock stood atop the highest cliff in Vine Forest, his new land. Normally, third class Sayins were not allowed to own much land, but Bardock was able to use Chile's title as grand-nephew to Lord Saladus in order to purchase the last bit of forest land left on Vegetasei. On paper, Chile owned it. But since Sayin legal age started at five zurals (or 12 years), Bardock, as guardian, owned it until then.
The young man never forgot his time training under his old master and rival within its green foliage.
The wind blew his spiky hair. He closed his eyes and inhaled, enjoying the wind and smells of nature. So peaceful . . .
A soft rustle in the brush behind him snapped him back to reality. He showed no signs of tension, but kept on his guard. Something small crept up behind him and pounced.
At the last possible instant, Bardock grabbed the small boy in midair, pinned him to the ground, and started tickling him like crazy!
"STOP!! STOP!!" screamed Chile through his laughter. "I GIVE!!! I GIVE!!"
Laughing himself, Bardock released the boy. Chile tried to catch his breath, wiping tears from his eyes. "I almost got you that time!"
"Yeah right!" Bardock helped the boy up. Chile looked exactly like his father as a small boy, except for the short, spiky black hair like a hedgehog. He wore red leotard, white gloves, and blue/white armor. His dark brown eyes held a life bursting with energy, and a light Bardock never saw in any other Sayin.
"Come on," Chile insisted, "I almost got you good!"
"Almost. You hafta learn to keep quiet when dealing with plantlife. It's a dry season, and the leaves make more noise this time of year."
"Bet my father taught you that, didn't he?"
Bardock smiled. "Yeah, he did."
Chile did not pursue the subject. He knew his mentor got gloomy at the mention of Cole. It had been so long, and as much as Bardock insisted he was over his grief, Chile sensed better. The boy had a knack for picking up body language; a technique Bardock repeatedly praised him for.
He scanned the clear, red sky for the sun and pointed at it. "What time is it, Bardock-san?"
Bardock shielded his eyes for a minute. "You ain't blind! You tell me! I'll give ya a hint: Its summer, and its hangin' over the western bank of trees."
Chile squinted, trying to figure it out. "Is it . . . 1700 hour?"
"Atta boy! Not bad! You're gettin' good at these sorta skills."
"And I'll bet I'll be good tomorrow, too!"
"Its not easy controllin' yerself in oozaru form.* But you've got plenty to hope for." Bardock took to the air. "Olivia should be finishin' up dinner."
"Can we walk today?"
Bardock smirked. "Sure!"
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Olivia set the table for four, humming to herself. In a few months she'd be setting it for five, and it gave her a pleasant feeling. She was expecting another boy, and Uno-sama promised this one to be stronger then her last.
'I wonder what I'll name him,' she thought with a broadening smile. Most Sayin women hated pregnancy, because it meant they couldn't fight for several months, but Olivia enjoyed it. The fact that she carried a new life within her, especially Bardock's child, pleased her to no end.
And all thanks to Uno-sama. Uno had arranged for Bardock to be drugged once again in order for Olivia to conceive. As much as Olivia denied it to others and herself, deep down she knew that Bardock's bond with her was only physical.
Still, a silly thing such as love rarely stopped a Sayin from enjoying another's company.
She opened the fridge, took out some drinks, and closed the door. A picture of her, Radditz, Chile, Bardock, and his teammates was tacked to the wall next to it. At least, that's what Chile had said it was.
"Such a strange boy," she said aloud. "He shouldn't have bothered with such an impractical thing! Honestly, you'd think her liked being so different." She sighed. Her mate liked the picture, and so there it remained.
The door opened and closed. "Hi mom," called Chile from the living room.
Olivia hurried to the dining room just as her mate and surrogate son sat down to eat. "No touching that food until Radditz comes home!"
Bardock had an animal leg halfway to his mouth. He put it down. "What's takin' him?"
"You know Sir Glenpat," she said. "He trains our boy hard. No matter. We can just talk." She sat down opposite Bardock, who sat at the head of the table.
"Talk," whined Chile. "But the food's right there!"
"Mind your manners, Chile-chan! You don't hear Bardock complaining."
'Not out loud,' Bardock thought bitterly.
"Are you excited about training on the Rodne moon, Chile-chan?"
Chile brightened. "Yeah! I'm ready! I'm gonna get the hang of it for sure! Right away!"
"I'm sure you'll impress everyone there. Didja practice with Bardock today in the forest?"
"No we worked on survival skills."
Olivia made a clicked her tongue. "Bardock, you really ought to prepare him more for his transformation."
"Trust me, ya can't really prepare for it. He's been exposed to the full moon for a short time, not enough to transform, but enough to get used to it." Bardock gave Chile a look full of pride. "I'm confident he'll do just fine."
"I mastered the oozaru form when I was one," came a voice from the door.
Chile cheered. "Nii-san is home! Now we can eat!" He dove into his food without another word.
"Chile-chan," Olivia scolded.
"Don't worry, Okasan," said Radditz, sitting down at his side of the table. "I don't mind. He is only an average third class after all."
Bardock closed his eyes. By the goddess, he hated that tone. It was the same tone of voice he'd heard 'Low Level Loser' said in over half of his life. And now, higher ranking classes still used it around him, addressing him as a "third class officer," if they even spoke to him at all.
With all of Chile's training, and Radditz constantly away on missions, Bardock hardly ever saw his first son. Because of that, none of the influences and morals he held so dear rubbed off on him. By this time Bardock considered the boy a hopeless cause.
"Bardock, are you going to eat," Radditz asked, eyeing his father's food.**
"Of course I am!" He scarfed down the food in front of him.
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[Commercial Break]
*Oozaru form - Sayin transformation into their big ape form. For a full description, "The rays of the moon are beams of sunlight reflected. When the moon reflects the sunlight, brute rays from the light spectrum become part of it. During the full moon, the brute rays reach over 170 million zeno. Sayins' eyes absorb the 170 million zeno, their tails react, and their transformation begins."
At least, that's what Vegeta said in DBZ episode 31!
** - Aqua pointed out something I'd like to clear up: Niether Radditz nor Chile call Bardock "Dad." Chile doesn't out of respect for his real father. Radditz doesn't because her does not respect HIS father, or at least wishes not to address a third class as "Otousan." Its beneath him! But since Oliviais the mothering type, she insists on them both calling her "Mom."
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The planet of Rodne was far too cold for any life to flourish. However, one of its three moons was populated with billions of weak aliens ripe for the picking. The Rodneans were completely unaware of space travel, much less the Sayins' plans to use their heavenly sphere as a testing ground for young oozaru.
Bardock and Chile's spacepods landed about 150 yards away from the coordinates set to gather, exactly a half hour before sunset. As soon as the full moons became visible, Bardock and the other adults were required to wear special glasses to partially shield their eyes from the UV light, thereby preventing their transformation. The children's job was simply to destroy the closest city, housing much of the populous.
Bardock spotted the group of Sayins waiting nearby, and he and his pupil made their way to the site. Five other Sayin youngsters (four boys and one girl) would be transforming with Chile tonight, but many of their family members and friends had come to watch.
Four of the waiting Sayins ran over to meet up with the new arrivals. To the two's delight, Bardock's team came to support their smallest member.
"Oy! Bardock!" Tora waved as he ran down.
"Hope you've rested up," panted Panbukin, lagging behind the rest.
"Wouldn't've come if we hadn't," said Bardock.
"By the goddess," commented Fasha bending down to get a good look at Chile. "I see you almost every day, and you still look taller every time! And stronger to boot!"
Chile's eyes turned n_n, and he puffed out his chest with a big grin. "Arigato, Fasha-san!"
Totepo put a hand on the boys shoulder, making a Sayin salute with his other arm.
"Big day for ya kid," said Panbukin. "Why, I'll never ferget my first transformation. First one in m' group ta flatten a mountain! An' that was back before we had these here glasses, so I beat m' mentors out too!"
Bardock noticed that a group of skanky teenage girls stood nearby. 'Always lookin' for attention,' he thought with a laugh.
"Trainees," called out a middle-aged Sayin with a clipboard, "report here for final instructions!"
"Don't be nervous," said Fasha to Chile.
"Keep talking and you'll make him nervous," joked Tora. "Just get going, kid!"
They all cheered out things like "We're here for ya!" and "Good luck, kiddo!" or "Keep yer face clean!" as the youth ran off.
"Where are Olivia and Radditz," asked Fasha.
"Olivia's at home. She don't want to travel in her condition. An' Radditz went off on another mission."
"Boy, we've been gettin' a lot more dumped on us lately," commented Panbukin.
"Didn't you hear," asked Tora. "The Triceritons have declared their Prime Minister as warlord over the eastern galaxy, so Freiza's trying to gain as much territory in this galaxy before taking him over."
"Are you serious?" gaped Panbukin. "Who would oppose Lord Freiza!?!"
Fasha nodded. "I know! It's a foolish mistake, but this guy is serious! Both Lord Freiza and he think they'll go after the other's territory once their galaxy is fully conquered."
"Glad we're on the winning side," said Tora.
Bardock gave a short nod. He never really liked the idea of killing off so many races for Freiza, or at all for that matter! But what choice did he and his fellow Sayins have. Bardock also seemed to be the only one who felt this way, so he kept his mouth shut on that matter.
Instead, he watched Chile with the other Sayin children. The kid was a natural at making friends, short-term or not. The kid had a sense of humor Tora insisted was his influence. Whether it really was or if it was Cole's knack for telling jokes didn't seem to matter.
Fasha stood beside Bardock and looked up at her captain. "I meant it, you know. He's growing so quickly. Hard to believe so much time has passed."
"I guess," he lied. Truthfully every time he thought of Cole or Zucina, it made the days longer.
"Trainers," yelled the official, "glasses on!"
All of the adults put on their UV-ray blocking glasses. Bardock held his breath as the six kids took their positions in separate areas around the giant city.
The last rays of the sun sunk into to hills. The full moons slowly became visible in the sky, shining down upon the unsuspecting Rodneans. The noise of their music and machines carried through the countryside, flying on the cold wind that brushed past the merciless space pirates.
The scouters burst to life, reading the combined strengths. 1,000; 1,500; 2,000 ... The transformation of the students had begun, and their power levels rose. Each panted to the rhythm of their pumping heart. Their teeth elongated, forming sharp fangs to fix within their lengthening snouts. 9,000; 9,500 ... Pupils disappeared, replaced with an eerie red glow in the centers of their eyes. Bristles of brown fur sprouted from whatever pieces of skin had been left uncovered. 20,500; 21,000; 21,500 ... Finally, rapidly, their little bodies grew and expanded, reaching to the height of four-story buildings and roughly just as wide, reaching a combined power level of 30,000!
For one second that seemed to last for hours, not a sound could be heard. The noise of the city simply died, and the chirps of insects disappeared in the horrible hush. Six great apes bellowed at the tops of their lungs. Windows shattered. Millions screamed in terror.
The Rodneans scrambled in different directions, searching hopelessly for an escape from the monsters. But the city had been surrounded. The great beasts began smashing everything and anything in their paths. There was no escape. There was no shelter.
Bardock closed his eyes, trying to block out the pathetic cries of panicking aliens. He concentrated on Chile's power level. Unlike the rest, his had gone up to 9,500. By far the most powerful, Chile led the assault on the city, destroying buildings and crushing highways.
The other trainers gave orders to their students, commanding them to respond with physical movements or mouth-blasts. They recorded the responses in their scouters.
"Chile," called Bardock into his own. "Chile, kid can ya hear me?"
The beast with red leotard and blue/white armor did not respond. "Kid, I'm tellin' ya to respond now! If you ca-" But before Bardock could finish his order, Oozaru-Chile sent out a jet of ki energy from his mouth directly at the observing Sayins.
The pirates scattered. "What the fuck wazzat!" screamed on man.
"Which one fired at us?!"
Bardock pushed a button on his scouter giving Chile a piercing buzz directly in his ear. The ape whined. "Good, ya understand noises, now turn away from the northern ridge."
Again, Oozaru-Chile neglected Bardock's order. He scratched his face stupidly, trying to find the cause of the noise.
"Bardock," yelled Tora, "what's wrong!?"
"Chile ain't respondin' to my voice," Bardock yelled back. Then, a sickening crunch caught everyone's attention. Oozaru-Chile had noticed the scouter and smashed it into his ear. Blood oozed down his neck. Angry at the sudden pain, the ape swung his fist right into the chest of another oozaru.
'Aw, shit on toast,' thought Bardock. 'What now!?!'
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Hey! Bardock here!
Okay, maybe Chile ain't ready for oozaru form just yet! Now that that's decided, how do I knock him to his senses before the other trainers kill him? And why the hell didn't he master it in the first place!?
Next time on DragonballBC: Tough Love; Bardock VS Oozaru-Chile!
**5 Years Later; Hi! I'm Chile!!**
Bardock stood atop the highest cliff in Vine Forest, his new land. Normally, third class Sayins were not allowed to own much land, but Bardock was able to use Chile's title as grand-nephew to Lord Saladus in order to purchase the last bit of forest land left on Vegetasei. On paper, Chile owned it. But since Sayin legal age started at five zurals (or 12 years), Bardock, as guardian, owned it until then.
The young man never forgot his time training under his old master and rival within its green foliage.
The wind blew his spiky hair. He closed his eyes and inhaled, enjoying the wind and smells of nature. So peaceful . . .
A soft rustle in the brush behind him snapped him back to reality. He showed no signs of tension, but kept on his guard. Something small crept up behind him and pounced.
At the last possible instant, Bardock grabbed the small boy in midair, pinned him to the ground, and started tickling him like crazy!
"STOP!! STOP!!" screamed Chile through his laughter. "I GIVE!!! I GIVE!!"
Laughing himself, Bardock released the boy. Chile tried to catch his breath, wiping tears from his eyes. "I almost got you that time!"
"Yeah right!" Bardock helped the boy up. Chile looked exactly like his father as a small boy, except for the short, spiky black hair like a hedgehog. He wore red leotard, white gloves, and blue/white armor. His dark brown eyes held a life bursting with energy, and a light Bardock never saw in any other Sayin.
"Come on," Chile insisted, "I almost got you good!"
"Almost. You hafta learn to keep quiet when dealing with plantlife. It's a dry season, and the leaves make more noise this time of year."
"Bet my father taught you that, didn't he?"
Bardock smiled. "Yeah, he did."
Chile did not pursue the subject. He knew his mentor got gloomy at the mention of Cole. It had been so long, and as much as Bardock insisted he was over his grief, Chile sensed better. The boy had a knack for picking up body language; a technique Bardock repeatedly praised him for.
He scanned the clear, red sky for the sun and pointed at it. "What time is it, Bardock-san?"
Bardock shielded his eyes for a minute. "You ain't blind! You tell me! I'll give ya a hint: Its summer, and its hangin' over the western bank of trees."
Chile squinted, trying to figure it out. "Is it . . . 1700 hour?"
"Atta boy! Not bad! You're gettin' good at these sorta skills."
"And I'll bet I'll be good tomorrow, too!"
"Its not easy controllin' yerself in oozaru form.* But you've got plenty to hope for." Bardock took to the air. "Olivia should be finishin' up dinner."
"Can we walk today?"
Bardock smirked. "Sure!"
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Olivia set the table for four, humming to herself. In a few months she'd be setting it for five, and it gave her a pleasant feeling. She was expecting another boy, and Uno-sama promised this one to be stronger then her last.
'I wonder what I'll name him,' she thought with a broadening smile. Most Sayin women hated pregnancy, because it meant they couldn't fight for several months, but Olivia enjoyed it. The fact that she carried a new life within her, especially Bardock's child, pleased her to no end.
And all thanks to Uno-sama. Uno had arranged for Bardock to be drugged once again in order for Olivia to conceive. As much as Olivia denied it to others and herself, deep down she knew that Bardock's bond with her was only physical.
Still, a silly thing such as love rarely stopped a Sayin from enjoying another's company.
She opened the fridge, took out some drinks, and closed the door. A picture of her, Radditz, Chile, Bardock, and his teammates was tacked to the wall next to it. At least, that's what Chile had said it was.
"Such a strange boy," she said aloud. "He shouldn't have bothered with such an impractical thing! Honestly, you'd think her liked being so different." She sighed. Her mate liked the picture, and so there it remained.
The door opened and closed. "Hi mom," called Chile from the living room.
Olivia hurried to the dining room just as her mate and surrogate son sat down to eat. "No touching that food until Radditz comes home!"
Bardock had an animal leg halfway to his mouth. He put it down. "What's takin' him?"
"You know Sir Glenpat," she said. "He trains our boy hard. No matter. We can just talk." She sat down opposite Bardock, who sat at the head of the table.
"Talk," whined Chile. "But the food's right there!"
"Mind your manners, Chile-chan! You don't hear Bardock complaining."
'Not out loud,' Bardock thought bitterly.
"Are you excited about training on the Rodne moon, Chile-chan?"
Chile brightened. "Yeah! I'm ready! I'm gonna get the hang of it for sure! Right away!"
"I'm sure you'll impress everyone there. Didja practice with Bardock today in the forest?"
"No we worked on survival skills."
Olivia made a clicked her tongue. "Bardock, you really ought to prepare him more for his transformation."
"Trust me, ya can't really prepare for it. He's been exposed to the full moon for a short time, not enough to transform, but enough to get used to it." Bardock gave Chile a look full of pride. "I'm confident he'll do just fine."
"I mastered the oozaru form when I was one," came a voice from the door.
Chile cheered. "Nii-san is home! Now we can eat!" He dove into his food without another word.
"Chile-chan," Olivia scolded.
"Don't worry, Okasan," said Radditz, sitting down at his side of the table. "I don't mind. He is only an average third class after all."
Bardock closed his eyes. By the goddess, he hated that tone. It was the same tone of voice he'd heard 'Low Level Loser' said in over half of his life. And now, higher ranking classes still used it around him, addressing him as a "third class officer," if they even spoke to him at all.
With all of Chile's training, and Radditz constantly away on missions, Bardock hardly ever saw his first son. Because of that, none of the influences and morals he held so dear rubbed off on him. By this time Bardock considered the boy a hopeless cause.
"Bardock, are you going to eat," Radditz asked, eyeing his father's food.**
"Of course I am!" He scarfed down the food in front of him.
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[Commercial Break]
*Oozaru form - Sayin transformation into their big ape form. For a full description, "The rays of the moon are beams of sunlight reflected. When the moon reflects the sunlight, brute rays from the light spectrum become part of it. During the full moon, the brute rays reach over 170 million zeno. Sayins' eyes absorb the 170 million zeno, their tails react, and their transformation begins."
At least, that's what Vegeta said in DBZ episode 31!
** - Aqua pointed out something I'd like to clear up: Niether Radditz nor Chile call Bardock "Dad." Chile doesn't out of respect for his real father. Radditz doesn't because her does not respect HIS father, or at least wishes not to address a third class as "Otousan." Its beneath him! But since Oliviais the mothering type, she insists on them both calling her "Mom."
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The planet of Rodne was far too cold for any life to flourish. However, one of its three moons was populated with billions of weak aliens ripe for the picking. The Rodneans were completely unaware of space travel, much less the Sayins' plans to use their heavenly sphere as a testing ground for young oozaru.
Bardock and Chile's spacepods landed about 150 yards away from the coordinates set to gather, exactly a half hour before sunset. As soon as the full moons became visible, Bardock and the other adults were required to wear special glasses to partially shield their eyes from the UV light, thereby preventing their transformation. The children's job was simply to destroy the closest city, housing much of the populous.
Bardock spotted the group of Sayins waiting nearby, and he and his pupil made their way to the site. Five other Sayin youngsters (four boys and one girl) would be transforming with Chile tonight, but many of their family members and friends had come to watch.
Four of the waiting Sayins ran over to meet up with the new arrivals. To the two's delight, Bardock's team came to support their smallest member.
"Oy! Bardock!" Tora waved as he ran down.
"Hope you've rested up," panted Panbukin, lagging behind the rest.
"Wouldn't've come if we hadn't," said Bardock.
"By the goddess," commented Fasha bending down to get a good look at Chile. "I see you almost every day, and you still look taller every time! And stronger to boot!"
Chile's eyes turned n_n, and he puffed out his chest with a big grin. "Arigato, Fasha-san!"
Totepo put a hand on the boys shoulder, making a Sayin salute with his other arm.
"Big day for ya kid," said Panbukin. "Why, I'll never ferget my first transformation. First one in m' group ta flatten a mountain! An' that was back before we had these here glasses, so I beat m' mentors out too!"
Bardock noticed that a group of skanky teenage girls stood nearby. 'Always lookin' for attention,' he thought with a laugh.
"Trainees," called out a middle-aged Sayin with a clipboard, "report here for final instructions!"
"Don't be nervous," said Fasha to Chile.
"Keep talking and you'll make him nervous," joked Tora. "Just get going, kid!"
They all cheered out things like "We're here for ya!" and "Good luck, kiddo!" or "Keep yer face clean!" as the youth ran off.
"Where are Olivia and Radditz," asked Fasha.
"Olivia's at home. She don't want to travel in her condition. An' Radditz went off on another mission."
"Boy, we've been gettin' a lot more dumped on us lately," commented Panbukin.
"Didn't you hear," asked Tora. "The Triceritons have declared their Prime Minister as warlord over the eastern galaxy, so Freiza's trying to gain as much territory in this galaxy before taking him over."
"Are you serious?" gaped Panbukin. "Who would oppose Lord Freiza!?!"
Fasha nodded. "I know! It's a foolish mistake, but this guy is serious! Both Lord Freiza and he think they'll go after the other's territory once their galaxy is fully conquered."
"Glad we're on the winning side," said Tora.
Bardock gave a short nod. He never really liked the idea of killing off so many races for Freiza, or at all for that matter! But what choice did he and his fellow Sayins have. Bardock also seemed to be the only one who felt this way, so he kept his mouth shut on that matter.
Instead, he watched Chile with the other Sayin children. The kid was a natural at making friends, short-term or not. The kid had a sense of humor Tora insisted was his influence. Whether it really was or if it was Cole's knack for telling jokes didn't seem to matter.
Fasha stood beside Bardock and looked up at her captain. "I meant it, you know. He's growing so quickly. Hard to believe so much time has passed."
"I guess," he lied. Truthfully every time he thought of Cole or Zucina, it made the days longer.
"Trainers," yelled the official, "glasses on!"
All of the adults put on their UV-ray blocking glasses. Bardock held his breath as the six kids took their positions in separate areas around the giant city.
The last rays of the sun sunk into to hills. The full moons slowly became visible in the sky, shining down upon the unsuspecting Rodneans. The noise of their music and machines carried through the countryside, flying on the cold wind that brushed past the merciless space pirates.
The scouters burst to life, reading the combined strengths. 1,000; 1,500; 2,000 ... The transformation of the students had begun, and their power levels rose. Each panted to the rhythm of their pumping heart. Their teeth elongated, forming sharp fangs to fix within their lengthening snouts. 9,000; 9,500 ... Pupils disappeared, replaced with an eerie red glow in the centers of their eyes. Bristles of brown fur sprouted from whatever pieces of skin had been left uncovered. 20,500; 21,000; 21,500 ... Finally, rapidly, their little bodies grew and expanded, reaching to the height of four-story buildings and roughly just as wide, reaching a combined power level of 30,000!
For one second that seemed to last for hours, not a sound could be heard. The noise of the city simply died, and the chirps of insects disappeared in the horrible hush. Six great apes bellowed at the tops of their lungs. Windows shattered. Millions screamed in terror.
The Rodneans scrambled in different directions, searching hopelessly for an escape from the monsters. But the city had been surrounded. The great beasts began smashing everything and anything in their paths. There was no escape. There was no shelter.
Bardock closed his eyes, trying to block out the pathetic cries of panicking aliens. He concentrated on Chile's power level. Unlike the rest, his had gone up to 9,500. By far the most powerful, Chile led the assault on the city, destroying buildings and crushing highways.
The other trainers gave orders to their students, commanding them to respond with physical movements or mouth-blasts. They recorded the responses in their scouters.
"Chile," called Bardock into his own. "Chile, kid can ya hear me?"
The beast with red leotard and blue/white armor did not respond. "Kid, I'm tellin' ya to respond now! If you ca-" But before Bardock could finish his order, Oozaru-Chile sent out a jet of ki energy from his mouth directly at the observing Sayins.
The pirates scattered. "What the fuck wazzat!" screamed on man.
"Which one fired at us?!"
Bardock pushed a button on his scouter giving Chile a piercing buzz directly in his ear. The ape whined. "Good, ya understand noises, now turn away from the northern ridge."
Again, Oozaru-Chile neglected Bardock's order. He scratched his face stupidly, trying to find the cause of the noise.
"Bardock," yelled Tora, "what's wrong!?"
"Chile ain't respondin' to my voice," Bardock yelled back. Then, a sickening crunch caught everyone's attention. Oozaru-Chile had noticed the scouter and smashed it into his ear. Blood oozed down his neck. Angry at the sudden pain, the ape swung his fist right into the chest of another oozaru.
'Aw, shit on toast,' thought Bardock. 'What now!?!'
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Hey! Bardock here!
Okay, maybe Chile ain't ready for oozaru form just yet! Now that that's decided, how do I knock him to his senses before the other trainers kill him? And why the hell didn't he master it in the first place!?
Next time on DragonballBC: Tough Love; Bardock VS Oozaru-Chile!
