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Sayin Goth - ^_^ You really helped make this worth it!
Serafina-chan - Oh man.... You seriously have never seen DBZ have you!?! Goku could eat an entire Xmas feast in one sitting! And its really entertaining that you are the only person who has no clue what's going to happen!
Crystal - I promise I'll get it up soon. But at least Vegeta will star in the sequal, DBUF!
SSJ-Mirai-Trunks - I'll get to it as soon as I can! Welcome back!
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Discl-
Bardock: By the goddess!! Are you actually putting a disclaimer!?!?!
Una: Have to. Most of this chapter and the next is directly based off of flashbacks in DBZ episodes and the good ol' Bardock special!
Yami: And what do you call our stuff?
Una: Puh-lease! This site is called "Fanfiction.net" Ergo, everything here is only based on a show, book, movie, etc. There is no wholly original work on here. That stuff is all on Fanpress. I don't understnad why people keep up disclaimers. If we owned the damn shows, we sure as hell wouldn't put them on here! We'd make another few million bucks with.....
*chirp chirp chirp*
Yugi: You're losing us, Una-san.
Una: *sigh* On with the chapter!
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****************Episode 51****************
** The Golden Touch; The Attack On Kanassa **
"What," King Vegeta yelled. "The planet Tzba has yet to be taken!?!"
"I am sorry, sire," said the bowing captain before him. "but the forces there are strong. It will be another three days before it is taken."
"THREE DAYS!?!?! We promised Tzba to Lord Freiza by tomorrow!!"
The soldier gulped and concentrated on the red velvet floor. "Y-y-yes, sire. But the next full moon isn't for another three days and . . ."
"I order you to prepare that planet by tomorrow night!"
"B-but sire!"
King Vegeta growled. "GO!!"
The soldier froze. King Vegeta stood up from his gold and red throne. "What's wrong, Egplun? Did you not hear me?" The soldier remained frozen, and in his rage, the king blasted the captain to dust. The light and screams filled the great hall, making elite guards shudder.
"You're such a brute, Vegeta," came a voice from behind the nearest marble pillar. It was Lord Freiza himself. A lizard-like creature, Freiza was about half the size of the Sayins. However, he still had far more power than all of them, and seemed to radiate with it.
King Vegeta froze with a mixture of terror and respect toward his benefactor. Freiza continued forward. "Those three extra days meant nothing to me. Oh well." Without asking he took a seat on Vegeta's throne, making the proud king flinch. "You have a comfortable little chair here. So, are we still in agreement about your son?"
This time it was the sovereign's turn to stare at the ground. "Yes. You can have him." He looked up into Freiza's profile with bitter disgust.
Freiza, not letting on whether he did or didn't notice the other's expression, chuckled. "Good. You should be honored. The boy has more promise than normal Sayins. I'll take him aboard my ship as soon as he's ready." He stood up and began to take his exit, stopping only once to say, "You should also be more lenient on your subjects," before disappearing through the marble doors.
King Vegeta growled at the fact that he was demeaned in front of his own subjects by Freiza. One of the guards cautiously approached. "Sire, are you really going to give up the prince to that creature?"
"I don't have a choice," the king snapped. "He is too powerful when he is expecting an attack like this. Yes, it would be too easy to fight here while surrounded by the entire populace. We'll attack him when he least expects it; when young Vegeta is on the ship!"
He closed his eyes to calm his temper. 'Lord Uno promised my son will someday be a super Sayin. I will do anything, even face Freiza, to make sure that prophecy comes true!'
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The job at Kanassa went through no problem. The group made sure to wait until the next full moon before attacking. Chile had another chance as an Oozaru at last, and with five others, he could be kept in check.
The six Oozaru came to the head villages and began blasting. The Kanassins fought back, but were no match for the great and powerful Oozaru. One got a good blast at Panbukin, creating a red burn on his cheek. But the Kanassin was soon squashed by Chile.
The next morning showed the Sayins in a crater where the main castle once stood. They were just relaxing, congratulating each other on such quick work. "I think I'm getting better," said Chile happily. "I can remember bits and pieces of what happened! Didja see me! I ruled!!"
Fasha patted his head, trying not to wince. There was definitely something strange about him.
Tora teased Panbukin about his new scar. "That's what you get for letting your gaurd down," he mused.
"Hey Bardock-san," Chile asked, "I heard on the way here from Radditz that your son was born. Are we going back soon to see him?"
Bardock snorted. He had heard to news too but was not thrilled. In fact, Bardock hated himself, the elementals, and the universe at the moment. 'The goddess is toying with me,' he thought angrily. 'First, I get a son I despise. Now, I get a son with reportedly no fighting potential at all! An' worse yet, Olivia named him after my mother!' He just lay back and didn't say a thing.
"Really, Bardock," Fasha said, "It isn't your fault that he has such a low power level. We should go see him at least before he is sent away."
"How cute," he mocked. "Father and son bonding." He sat up and spat. "Why should I bother? I expected him to be an elite! I'm not about to jump up and leave to see Olli coddle another one!"
Fasha shook her head. "Bardock! You're too much."
Panbukin chuckled and decided to change the subject. "Hey, anyone wanna guess why this was on the roster for elites and no one took it?"
"Yeah," Chile agreed stretching. "The Kanassins were a snap!"
"Maybe I should have chosen a harder job," Bardock said.
"Actually," said Tora, "I heard that there was something odd about the energy here. Its rumored that you can develop super powers and psychic abilities if you stay here."
"What nonsense," Panbukin exclaimed. "Any goon Sayin knows there is no such-"
But he was cut short by a sudden crack in the rocks. One single, battered Kanassin, stood upright from the rubble. The Sayins stood up as the soldier charged at them. It phased out and appeared right behind Bardock. The creature pressed its clawed finger directly into Bardock's skull at the base of his neck. At that moment, something strange happened. It was as if Bardock's brain were on fire! Pain seared through every inch like a web, penetrating even the deepest reaches on his brain.
Panbukin kicked it away and Tora blasted at it. The Sayins were surprised to see it still standing in an aura of blue ki.
Bardock shook his head for a moment, the pain starting to subside. "Looks like it was my turn to let my guard down. Asshole!"
"Wait!"
The Kanassin spoke in the Sayin's language. "We Kanassins knew that you Sayins were coming and why. You stupid monkeys didn't even realize we allowed you to win! You cannot change the future! And to prove it to you, I have given you a little gift. I have given you the ability to see your cursed future, as well as the downfall of the Sayin race. May you watch and suffer!" The Kanassin let out a cold, cruel laugh.
The laugh rang in Bardock's head, maddening him. "SHI-NE!!" Bardock sent out a Solar Strike and destroyed the Kanassin in one shot.
"Good going, Bardock-san," Chile cheered.
"Imagine," laughed Panbukin. "The Sayin race falling! That's ridiculous. Right Bardock?" Silence. "Hey Bardo-" Bardock's body fell forward, unconscious.
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Prince Vegeta had just completed his training with the strength-enhanced Saiyba men. He put back on his royal armor as Nappa continued to praise him. "You are the best fighter in the universe, sire! No one could have taken on those Saiyba men so quickly!"
"Stop that boot-licking, Nappa," snarled Vegeta.
The two rode a long ramp down the training hall hallway. Prince Vegeta had been training no-stop since his battle with Chile; it had really damaged his over-inflated pride. "I'm not going to get any stronger staying on this planet," he thought aloud. "I need some real action! Maybe I should ask Lord Freiza to send me to a planet to conquer."
"Another one," asked Nappa.
"Would you rather I didn't?"
"Of course not," he said enthusiastically. 'Maybe I won't have to tell the prince his father already sold him out. Thank the goddess!'
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Lord Freiza, the inter-galacticly known tyrant of the universe, sat back peacefully watching the blood-red planet Vegetasei. He had always thought of it as a shimmering red ruby, the crowned jewel of his collection. As far as he was concerned, he owned it. He controlled the king, the fighters, and the supplies that were on it. It was his; not some stupid monkey's.
And King Vegeta did not know it was all thanks to Lord Uno.
One of his faithful servants, Dodoria, was at his side, calmly watching the window as well. He was about six-foot three, pink, purple, and rather chunky. He didn't really find pleasure in calm moments like these. But he didn't want Freiza to lose favor in him.
Freiza's other choice lackey was Zarbon. Zarbon was considered handsome in most humanoid standards, with dark green hair, blue eyes, and slightly muscular physique. He entered the room and bowed to his master. "Freiza-sama," he said in a deep, melodic voice. "I have some interesting news to report. Planet Kanassa is at last occupied."
"Kanassa," questioned Dodoria. "It's about time! I thought we'd have to do that one ourselves."
"Yes. A group of Sayins, however, took care of it in one night."
"Sayins," Freiza whispered to himself.
"Wow," said Dodoria. "Their elite teams are getting far stronger than we planned."
"Actually, it was a group of their low-level squadrons. This Captain Bardock and a simple crew of five have been taking on jobs that some first-class dared refuse. They are all getting stronger, if you ask me. One of them is even a child!"
"What, are you afraid of them, Zarbon?"
"Of course not! I'm three times as strong as any of them! It's just that they are already given too many liberties as it is. They are also still under the illusion that they are superior to all other races. If given the chance, they could take us down."
Freiza just smiled, still staring calmly at the planet. "Then we'd better not give them that chance."
Zarbon and Dodoria stood at attention. "Hai!"
Just then the door opened and in walked Prince Vegeta. He was less than half the height of both Zarbon and Dodoria, but this didn't make him any less proud or arrogant. Both men turned around and stared down at the boy. "Prince Vegeta," snarled Zarbon, "you were not sent for! What are you doing here?"
Vegeta tightened his fists. He hated talking like this to low deserving species, but ... "Please, allow me to pass. I merely came to pay my respects to Lord Freiza and ask him if he can assign me to another planet for his glory." 'Goddess, this sucks!'
Dodoria gnashed his teeth. "Listen kid, he is far too busy to speak to the likes of you!"
"Humpf," said Vegeta. 'Stupid pink beach ball!'
"Give him an assignment, Zarbon-san," said Freiza, still not turning around.
All three looked at the back of Freiza. It was a minute before the tyrant continued. "The boy deserves to feed his passion for blood. Vegeta-chan, you may take two honor guards with you. I want you here on my ship by tomorrow night."
The young prince was angered by the mockery of his name, but thrilled to go on a mission with the Almighty Lord Freiza. He cupped his hand, tilted it up, put his arm across his chest, and bowed. Freiza recognized the Sayin Bow of respect. He chuckled to himself, thinking about the next night. 'He has no idea! How cute!'
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Bardock had been in the rejuvenation chamber for over a day. The head doctors, Malacca and Clanthor, looked over the Sayin's stats on their various computers. "Captain Bardock is a fantastic warrior," said Clanthor. "He nearly kills himself in every battle just to become stronger."
"According to this," said Malacca, "his power level should be near 10,000. That's impossible for a third class!"
"Well, he and his crew have proven their worth as far as I'm concerned!"
They were checking his condition when his fellow teammates entered. "How is he," asked Tora.
Malacca checked the readouts on the computer screen. "Well, physically, he is fully healed. Mentally, I'm not so sure. These readings are very strange. It's like his brainwave pattern has been doubled in speed!"
"That don't sound too good, buddy," said Panbukin to Tora. "Maybe we should take this next one on our own."
"But Freiza chose us specifically for this planet," Chile argued.
"Your second in command, Honey," said Fasha to Tora. "Its your call."
Tora shrugged. "Well, Lord Freiza's order was to have it done by tonight." He ruffled the kid's hair. "You stay here to gloat to Bardock when he comes to. Okay?"
Chile smiled brightly and nodded.
"Congratulations on being handpicked by Lord Freiza," said Clanthor bowing. "May I ask as to where you are going?"
Tora smiled. "Planet Meat."
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Hey! Bardock here!
Something … WEIRD is happening to me! These dreams I'm having… They're so damn real! What's going on!? And what happened on Meatsei!? Totepo? Panbukin? Fasha? Tora? NO!!
Next time on DragonballBC: Freiza's Damnation!! The Red Scarf
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Fun Fact - I started writing this part of the fic BEFORE I ever saw the Bardock Special! I'd only heard of it, so I made up a lot of things. Of course, I had to change it in order to make it similar to the real thing.....
Bardock: You are pathetic!
Yugi: Why do I have a really bad feeling about this "Planet Meat"?
Una: Maybe because you know what's going to happen?
Yugi: Nope! Maybe because you usually end with cliff-hangers.
Una: Lets put it this way..... Every Bardock fan gasped when they saw what's going to be next ep.
Read and Review, please!
Sayin Goth - ^_^ You really helped make this worth it!
Serafina-chan - Oh man.... You seriously have never seen DBZ have you!?! Goku could eat an entire Xmas feast in one sitting! And its really entertaining that you are the only person who has no clue what's going to happen!
Crystal - I promise I'll get it up soon. But at least Vegeta will star in the sequal, DBUF!
SSJ-Mirai-Trunks - I'll get to it as soon as I can! Welcome back!
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Discl-
Bardock: By the goddess!! Are you actually putting a disclaimer!?!?!
Una: Have to. Most of this chapter and the next is directly based off of flashbacks in DBZ episodes and the good ol' Bardock special!
Yami: And what do you call our stuff?
Una: Puh-lease! This site is called "Fanfiction.net" Ergo, everything here is only based on a show, book, movie, etc. There is no wholly original work on here. That stuff is all on Fanpress. I don't understnad why people keep up disclaimers. If we owned the damn shows, we sure as hell wouldn't put them on here! We'd make another few million bucks with.....
*chirp chirp chirp*
Yugi: You're losing us, Una-san.
Una: *sigh* On with the chapter!
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****************Episode 51****************
** The Golden Touch; The Attack On Kanassa **
"What," King Vegeta yelled. "The planet Tzba has yet to be taken!?!"
"I am sorry, sire," said the bowing captain before him. "but the forces there are strong. It will be another three days before it is taken."
"THREE DAYS!?!?! We promised Tzba to Lord Freiza by tomorrow!!"
The soldier gulped and concentrated on the red velvet floor. "Y-y-yes, sire. But the next full moon isn't for another three days and . . ."
"I order you to prepare that planet by tomorrow night!"
"B-but sire!"
King Vegeta growled. "GO!!"
The soldier froze. King Vegeta stood up from his gold and red throne. "What's wrong, Egplun? Did you not hear me?" The soldier remained frozen, and in his rage, the king blasted the captain to dust. The light and screams filled the great hall, making elite guards shudder.
"You're such a brute, Vegeta," came a voice from behind the nearest marble pillar. It was Lord Freiza himself. A lizard-like creature, Freiza was about half the size of the Sayins. However, he still had far more power than all of them, and seemed to radiate with it.
King Vegeta froze with a mixture of terror and respect toward his benefactor. Freiza continued forward. "Those three extra days meant nothing to me. Oh well." Without asking he took a seat on Vegeta's throne, making the proud king flinch. "You have a comfortable little chair here. So, are we still in agreement about your son?"
This time it was the sovereign's turn to stare at the ground. "Yes. You can have him." He looked up into Freiza's profile with bitter disgust.
Freiza, not letting on whether he did or didn't notice the other's expression, chuckled. "Good. You should be honored. The boy has more promise than normal Sayins. I'll take him aboard my ship as soon as he's ready." He stood up and began to take his exit, stopping only once to say, "You should also be more lenient on your subjects," before disappearing through the marble doors.
King Vegeta growled at the fact that he was demeaned in front of his own subjects by Freiza. One of the guards cautiously approached. "Sire, are you really going to give up the prince to that creature?"
"I don't have a choice," the king snapped. "He is too powerful when he is expecting an attack like this. Yes, it would be too easy to fight here while surrounded by the entire populace. We'll attack him when he least expects it; when young Vegeta is on the ship!"
He closed his eyes to calm his temper. 'Lord Uno promised my son will someday be a super Sayin. I will do anything, even face Freiza, to make sure that prophecy comes true!'
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The job at Kanassa went through no problem. The group made sure to wait until the next full moon before attacking. Chile had another chance as an Oozaru at last, and with five others, he could be kept in check.
The six Oozaru came to the head villages and began blasting. The Kanassins fought back, but were no match for the great and powerful Oozaru. One got a good blast at Panbukin, creating a red burn on his cheek. But the Kanassin was soon squashed by Chile.
The next morning showed the Sayins in a crater where the main castle once stood. They were just relaxing, congratulating each other on such quick work. "I think I'm getting better," said Chile happily. "I can remember bits and pieces of what happened! Didja see me! I ruled!!"
Fasha patted his head, trying not to wince. There was definitely something strange about him.
Tora teased Panbukin about his new scar. "That's what you get for letting your gaurd down," he mused.
"Hey Bardock-san," Chile asked, "I heard on the way here from Radditz that your son was born. Are we going back soon to see him?"
Bardock snorted. He had heard to news too but was not thrilled. In fact, Bardock hated himself, the elementals, and the universe at the moment. 'The goddess is toying with me,' he thought angrily. 'First, I get a son I despise. Now, I get a son with reportedly no fighting potential at all! An' worse yet, Olivia named him after my mother!' He just lay back and didn't say a thing.
"Really, Bardock," Fasha said, "It isn't your fault that he has such a low power level. We should go see him at least before he is sent away."
"How cute," he mocked. "Father and son bonding." He sat up and spat. "Why should I bother? I expected him to be an elite! I'm not about to jump up and leave to see Olli coddle another one!"
Fasha shook her head. "Bardock! You're too much."
Panbukin chuckled and decided to change the subject. "Hey, anyone wanna guess why this was on the roster for elites and no one took it?"
"Yeah," Chile agreed stretching. "The Kanassins were a snap!"
"Maybe I should have chosen a harder job," Bardock said.
"Actually," said Tora, "I heard that there was something odd about the energy here. Its rumored that you can develop super powers and psychic abilities if you stay here."
"What nonsense," Panbukin exclaimed. "Any goon Sayin knows there is no such-"
But he was cut short by a sudden crack in the rocks. One single, battered Kanassin, stood upright from the rubble. The Sayins stood up as the soldier charged at them. It phased out and appeared right behind Bardock. The creature pressed its clawed finger directly into Bardock's skull at the base of his neck. At that moment, something strange happened. It was as if Bardock's brain were on fire! Pain seared through every inch like a web, penetrating even the deepest reaches on his brain.
Panbukin kicked it away and Tora blasted at it. The Sayins were surprised to see it still standing in an aura of blue ki.
Bardock shook his head for a moment, the pain starting to subside. "Looks like it was my turn to let my guard down. Asshole!"
"Wait!"
The Kanassin spoke in the Sayin's language. "We Kanassins knew that you Sayins were coming and why. You stupid monkeys didn't even realize we allowed you to win! You cannot change the future! And to prove it to you, I have given you a little gift. I have given you the ability to see your cursed future, as well as the downfall of the Sayin race. May you watch and suffer!" The Kanassin let out a cold, cruel laugh.
The laugh rang in Bardock's head, maddening him. "SHI-NE!!" Bardock sent out a Solar Strike and destroyed the Kanassin in one shot.
"Good going, Bardock-san," Chile cheered.
"Imagine," laughed Panbukin. "The Sayin race falling! That's ridiculous. Right Bardock?" Silence. "Hey Bardo-" Bardock's body fell forward, unconscious.
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Prince Vegeta had just completed his training with the strength-enhanced Saiyba men. He put back on his royal armor as Nappa continued to praise him. "You are the best fighter in the universe, sire! No one could have taken on those Saiyba men so quickly!"
"Stop that boot-licking, Nappa," snarled Vegeta.
The two rode a long ramp down the training hall hallway. Prince Vegeta had been training no-stop since his battle with Chile; it had really damaged his over-inflated pride. "I'm not going to get any stronger staying on this planet," he thought aloud. "I need some real action! Maybe I should ask Lord Freiza to send me to a planet to conquer."
"Another one," asked Nappa.
"Would you rather I didn't?"
"Of course not," he said enthusiastically. 'Maybe I won't have to tell the prince his father already sold him out. Thank the goddess!'
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Lord Freiza, the inter-galacticly known tyrant of the universe, sat back peacefully watching the blood-red planet Vegetasei. He had always thought of it as a shimmering red ruby, the crowned jewel of his collection. As far as he was concerned, he owned it. He controlled the king, the fighters, and the supplies that were on it. It was his; not some stupid monkey's.
And King Vegeta did not know it was all thanks to Lord Uno.
One of his faithful servants, Dodoria, was at his side, calmly watching the window as well. He was about six-foot three, pink, purple, and rather chunky. He didn't really find pleasure in calm moments like these. But he didn't want Freiza to lose favor in him.
Freiza's other choice lackey was Zarbon. Zarbon was considered handsome in most humanoid standards, with dark green hair, blue eyes, and slightly muscular physique. He entered the room and bowed to his master. "Freiza-sama," he said in a deep, melodic voice. "I have some interesting news to report. Planet Kanassa is at last occupied."
"Kanassa," questioned Dodoria. "It's about time! I thought we'd have to do that one ourselves."
"Yes. A group of Sayins, however, took care of it in one night."
"Sayins," Freiza whispered to himself.
"Wow," said Dodoria. "Their elite teams are getting far stronger than we planned."
"Actually, it was a group of their low-level squadrons. This Captain Bardock and a simple crew of five have been taking on jobs that some first-class dared refuse. They are all getting stronger, if you ask me. One of them is even a child!"
"What, are you afraid of them, Zarbon?"
"Of course not! I'm three times as strong as any of them! It's just that they are already given too many liberties as it is. They are also still under the illusion that they are superior to all other races. If given the chance, they could take us down."
Freiza just smiled, still staring calmly at the planet. "Then we'd better not give them that chance."
Zarbon and Dodoria stood at attention. "Hai!"
Just then the door opened and in walked Prince Vegeta. He was less than half the height of both Zarbon and Dodoria, but this didn't make him any less proud or arrogant. Both men turned around and stared down at the boy. "Prince Vegeta," snarled Zarbon, "you were not sent for! What are you doing here?"
Vegeta tightened his fists. He hated talking like this to low deserving species, but ... "Please, allow me to pass. I merely came to pay my respects to Lord Freiza and ask him if he can assign me to another planet for his glory." 'Goddess, this sucks!'
Dodoria gnashed his teeth. "Listen kid, he is far too busy to speak to the likes of you!"
"Humpf," said Vegeta. 'Stupid pink beach ball!'
"Give him an assignment, Zarbon-san," said Freiza, still not turning around.
All three looked at the back of Freiza. It was a minute before the tyrant continued. "The boy deserves to feed his passion for blood. Vegeta-chan, you may take two honor guards with you. I want you here on my ship by tomorrow night."
The young prince was angered by the mockery of his name, but thrilled to go on a mission with the Almighty Lord Freiza. He cupped his hand, tilted it up, put his arm across his chest, and bowed. Freiza recognized the Sayin Bow of respect. He chuckled to himself, thinking about the next night. 'He has no idea! How cute!'
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.
Bardock had been in the rejuvenation chamber for over a day. The head doctors, Malacca and Clanthor, looked over the Sayin's stats on their various computers. "Captain Bardock is a fantastic warrior," said Clanthor. "He nearly kills himself in every battle just to become stronger."
"According to this," said Malacca, "his power level should be near 10,000. That's impossible for a third class!"
"Well, he and his crew have proven their worth as far as I'm concerned!"
They were checking his condition when his fellow teammates entered. "How is he," asked Tora.
Malacca checked the readouts on the computer screen. "Well, physically, he is fully healed. Mentally, I'm not so sure. These readings are very strange. It's like his brainwave pattern has been doubled in speed!"
"That don't sound too good, buddy," said Panbukin to Tora. "Maybe we should take this next one on our own."
"But Freiza chose us specifically for this planet," Chile argued.
"Your second in command, Honey," said Fasha to Tora. "Its your call."
Tora shrugged. "Well, Lord Freiza's order was to have it done by tonight." He ruffled the kid's hair. "You stay here to gloat to Bardock when he comes to. Okay?"
Chile smiled brightly and nodded.
"Congratulations on being handpicked by Lord Freiza," said Clanthor bowing. "May I ask as to where you are going?"
Tora smiled. "Planet Meat."
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Hey! Bardock here!
Something … WEIRD is happening to me! These dreams I'm having… They're so damn real! What's going on!? And what happened on Meatsei!? Totepo? Panbukin? Fasha? Tora? NO!!
Next time on DragonballBC: Freiza's Damnation!! The Red Scarf
.
.
Fun Fact - I started writing this part of the fic BEFORE I ever saw the Bardock Special! I'd only heard of it, so I made up a lot of things. Of course, I had to change it in order to make it similar to the real thing.....
Bardock: You are pathetic!
Yugi: Why do I have a really bad feeling about this "Planet Meat"?
Una: Maybe because you know what's going to happen?
Yugi: Nope! Maybe because you usually end with cliff-hangers.
Una: Lets put it this way..... Every Bardock fan gasped when they saw what's going to be next ep.
Read and Review, please!
