Chapter 6: Saiya-jin no Kokuo
Light flooded Pallas's eyes as she slowly came to again. She pulled her eyes open and found a what appeared to be a Saiyan with it's back turned to her in the room with her. "What happened?" She uttered sitting up. "How..." She held her throbbing head. The being turned around and it appeared her half-conscious eyes hadn't deceived her. It really was Vegeta who had saved her! Or was it?
"Good you're awake and now you can answer my questions." He started sitting down on a bench attached to the wall. "For starters, who are you, what is your rank, how did you or your family escape Vegeta-sei and why are you wearing a Royal Elite seal?" He asked gruffly and tinged with suspicion.
"My Kami... You're not Vegeta... you're his Dad... the king..." Pallas got up and fell to her knees.
"Good to see you recognize who I am." Vegeta smirked.
"But how? You're supposed to be dead..." Was all she uttered. "THE WISH!!!" She sprang up and started pacing the room. "when we wished back the other planets we wished them back as they were before Daricus's minions destroyed them! The Dragons must have restored Vegeta-sei because Frieza destroyed it before he worked for Daricus! But then why don't you remember any of this..." She looked at him.
"I don't know what you're raving about but you will sit down and answer my questions!" Vegeta fumed standing up and staring her down with icy eyes. She could sense she was drastically stronger than him even without transforming but he exuded an aura of strength and power that found intimidating. An aura that Vegeta gave off but had the ki to back it up. She sat down on the bed and he sat back down on the bench.
"Several decades ago a tyrant named Frieza subjugated the Saiyan race. When he no longer saw use for it he simply blew it up killing everyone on the planet leaving what he thought to be a select few left. Do you remember that?" She started looking at the floor.
"Yes but I seem to remember it a bit differently I remember Frieza's attack hitting one of Vegeta-sei's moons and blowing it up instead. Frieza was satisfied that he had destroyed the planet and left before it could e confirmed." The King replied strongly. It was then that the second part of the wish returned to her.
"And they have no memory of the destruction and death that occurred there."
"So that's it... Well tell me this do you remember the tales of the Archesaiya and a traitorous few Saiyans leaving Vegeta-sei hundreds of years ago?"
"Yes why..."
"There's a lot to explain but I'll be brief for now. When we left the planet we settled down on a desert planet and we were happy. However, there was a higher order to things we were unaware of. It seems we dethroned the ruling Under God of the region when we came in and were stronger than his creations. Anger he sought revenge of us. A decade or so back he took control of one of the top officials and she wet on a rampage killing or subjugating her own kind. We fled to the two sister planets one of which you found me on." She looked up at the king who was obviously enthralled in the story but kept his head down to hide his interest.
"In the end the highest of Gods the Ancients became involved rallying a group of the strongest Saiyans and Archesaiya, their hand picked races to destroy him. But in the end your son had to sacrifice his first born and her lover in order to gain the power to destroy the dark god." The King simply nodded.
"Vegeta-sei was in fact destroyed all those years ago by Frieza. But one of the sole survivors landed on Earth and became one of its citizens. There they have powerful objects called the Dragonballs in which they used to wish back everything destroyed by this dark God and his minions. He resurrected Frieza who had been killed by this surviving Saiyan and gave him power in return for him doing his bidding. So I suppose when we wished everything back to the way it was before all of that, Vegeta-sei was wished back as well."
"So if all of this is true, where is my son?" Vegeta looked up at her coldly.
"He's on Earth with his family. A wife, a son, and a little girl." Pallas answered after a bit of hesitation.
"How do I know I can believe all this? You're still yet to answer all of my questions."
"My name is Pallas and I am an Elite rank fighter. I am also the wife of Brolli, son of Paragus who is Prime Minister of the planet Arial you rescued me from."
"You've only reminded me of more questions and make me believe you to be a liar." The King hissed.
"A liar why?" Pallas asked defensively.
"No woman could ever achieve an Elite rank on any planet of Saiyans it's physically impossible. Besides you base power is much to weak to be an Elite. More like a third class." The King smirked.
"I'll have you know I am an Archesaiya and not only am I an Elite, I am a Super at that." She hissed proudly as she stood up.
"Prove it." The King fumed condescendingly as he too stood up. Pallas sighed and thanked Nanakia that Brolli wasn't this stubborn and chauvinistic. She dropped into her fighting stance and took a deep breath. She brought her power level up slowly toying with the prideful king as she realized he was relying on the thing attached to his head to see what her level was. His eyes grew wide as he watched the number rise up toward his own. When she was satisfied that she had played with his ego enough, is let her power go and transformed. Sometime before that happened the scouted exploded into little piece on the floor. The king didn't seem to notice though, he was to much in awe of the golden-haired warrior in front on him.
"You... You really are a Super..." He gasped as he dropped to his knees and bowed to her. This surprised her more than anything to see her king paying respect like this to her. She got down on her knees and pulled him up to a standing position then got back on her knees and bowed to him again.
"It takes more than strength to make a leader great my King and from the tales I've heard about you, you are worthy of my respect and my bowing down to you." He looked at her as she stood up. "I would gladly follow your son to the depths of Hell and I would sacrifice myself for him to live if it came down to it." She sat back down again on the bed and the king more or less collapsed on to the bench. "You had other questions?" She went on slipping out of her Super form.
"Why were people fleeing from the planet? If there was an invasion why didn't you the Legendary Super umm... Why didn't you fly out to meet it?" He asked confused. Pallas burst out laughing. She in all her rambling forgot to tell the King there were tons of Supers running around.
"King my husband is the Legend you speak of and yes he did stay behind. But this foe we run from is capable of controlling minds and it probably wishes to destroy us for past transgressions of a conquering Saiyan army years ago." She replied regaining her composure. "However, I hate to inform you that any more SuperSaiyan or Super anything is just a prefix not so illusive as you may think. With proper training and motive anyone can achieve Super form. Your son has, I have, my two children have for that matter and they're just 10 years old!" The King looked at her in disbelief.
"You have to take me to Earth though. I have to get Vegeta, Gohan, Goku and Bardock to go back with me to help Brolli."
"Bardock you say? He survived this... Destruction of my planet? Paragus too?"
"Paragus survived because of Brolli's power but Brolli killed him when he realized his father was using him for evil. Bardock got wished back by your granddaughter who is dead now so that he could be with his family on Earth."
"This is a complicated matter I have gotten myself involved in isn't it?" The king asked shaking his head.
"Take me to Earth and I'll explain everything in the time it takes to get there." Pallas pleaded looking deep into the Kukuo's eyes. "I need to see my children again. You know what that feels like don't you? When you stormed Frieza's ship to save Vegeta and you were killed. That's why I'd follow him or you anywhere and through anything... Your made of the highest quality of being." A tear streamed down her face. He looked at her intensely as a flicker of something like what she had described.
"I will take you were you want to go. Besides I'm interested in seeing how my son has turned out." The Saiyan smirked as he got to his feet. "But I'm holding you to your word. You have to explain everything in detail on the way." She smiled and nodded. He smiled and walked towards the door before turning. "My grandchildren, are they strong and good leaders as is their heritage?"
Pallas looked away from him and a sadness grew in her. "You would have been very proud of your first born. She was a very powerful and an excellent queen for us. Your grandson is strong but he was too young when I last saw him to tell you much about him."
"You'll have to tell me all about them too." He said before leaving.
Light flooded Pallas's eyes as she slowly came to again. She pulled her eyes open and found a what appeared to be a Saiyan with it's back turned to her in the room with her. "What happened?" She uttered sitting up. "How..." She held her throbbing head. The being turned around and it appeared her half-conscious eyes hadn't deceived her. It really was Vegeta who had saved her! Or was it?
"Good you're awake and now you can answer my questions." He started sitting down on a bench attached to the wall. "For starters, who are you, what is your rank, how did you or your family escape Vegeta-sei and why are you wearing a Royal Elite seal?" He asked gruffly and tinged with suspicion.
"My Kami... You're not Vegeta... you're his Dad... the king..." Pallas got up and fell to her knees.
"Good to see you recognize who I am." Vegeta smirked.
"But how? You're supposed to be dead..." Was all she uttered. "THE WISH!!!" She sprang up and started pacing the room. "when we wished back the other planets we wished them back as they were before Daricus's minions destroyed them! The Dragons must have restored Vegeta-sei because Frieza destroyed it before he worked for Daricus! But then why don't you remember any of this..." She looked at him.
"I don't know what you're raving about but you will sit down and answer my questions!" Vegeta fumed standing up and staring her down with icy eyes. She could sense she was drastically stronger than him even without transforming but he exuded an aura of strength and power that found intimidating. An aura that Vegeta gave off but had the ki to back it up. She sat down on the bed and he sat back down on the bench.
"Several decades ago a tyrant named Frieza subjugated the Saiyan race. When he no longer saw use for it he simply blew it up killing everyone on the planet leaving what he thought to be a select few left. Do you remember that?" She started looking at the floor.
"Yes but I seem to remember it a bit differently I remember Frieza's attack hitting one of Vegeta-sei's moons and blowing it up instead. Frieza was satisfied that he had destroyed the planet and left before it could e confirmed." The King replied strongly. It was then that the second part of the wish returned to her.
"And they have no memory of the destruction and death that occurred there."
"So that's it... Well tell me this do you remember the tales of the Archesaiya and a traitorous few Saiyans leaving Vegeta-sei hundreds of years ago?"
"Yes why..."
"There's a lot to explain but I'll be brief for now. When we left the planet we settled down on a desert planet and we were happy. However, there was a higher order to things we were unaware of. It seems we dethroned the ruling Under God of the region when we came in and were stronger than his creations. Anger he sought revenge of us. A decade or so back he took control of one of the top officials and she wet on a rampage killing or subjugating her own kind. We fled to the two sister planets one of which you found me on." She looked up at the king who was obviously enthralled in the story but kept his head down to hide his interest.
"In the end the highest of Gods the Ancients became involved rallying a group of the strongest Saiyans and Archesaiya, their hand picked races to destroy him. But in the end your son had to sacrifice his first born and her lover in order to gain the power to destroy the dark god." The King simply nodded.
"Vegeta-sei was in fact destroyed all those years ago by Frieza. But one of the sole survivors landed on Earth and became one of its citizens. There they have powerful objects called the Dragonballs in which they used to wish back everything destroyed by this dark God and his minions. He resurrected Frieza who had been killed by this surviving Saiyan and gave him power in return for him doing his bidding. So I suppose when we wished everything back to the way it was before all of that, Vegeta-sei was wished back as well."
"So if all of this is true, where is my son?" Vegeta looked up at her coldly.
"He's on Earth with his family. A wife, a son, and a little girl." Pallas answered after a bit of hesitation.
"How do I know I can believe all this? You're still yet to answer all of my questions."
"My name is Pallas and I am an Elite rank fighter. I am also the wife of Brolli, son of Paragus who is Prime Minister of the planet Arial you rescued me from."
"You've only reminded me of more questions and make me believe you to be a liar." The King hissed.
"A liar why?" Pallas asked defensively.
"No woman could ever achieve an Elite rank on any planet of Saiyans it's physically impossible. Besides you base power is much to weak to be an Elite. More like a third class." The King smirked.
"I'll have you know I am an Archesaiya and not only am I an Elite, I am a Super at that." She hissed proudly as she stood up.
"Prove it." The King fumed condescendingly as he too stood up. Pallas sighed and thanked Nanakia that Brolli wasn't this stubborn and chauvinistic. She dropped into her fighting stance and took a deep breath. She brought her power level up slowly toying with the prideful king as she realized he was relying on the thing attached to his head to see what her level was. His eyes grew wide as he watched the number rise up toward his own. When she was satisfied that she had played with his ego enough, is let her power go and transformed. Sometime before that happened the scouted exploded into little piece on the floor. The king didn't seem to notice though, he was to much in awe of the golden-haired warrior in front on him.
"You... You really are a Super..." He gasped as he dropped to his knees and bowed to her. This surprised her more than anything to see her king paying respect like this to her. She got down on her knees and pulled him up to a standing position then got back on her knees and bowed to him again.
"It takes more than strength to make a leader great my King and from the tales I've heard about you, you are worthy of my respect and my bowing down to you." He looked at her as she stood up. "I would gladly follow your son to the depths of Hell and I would sacrifice myself for him to live if it came down to it." She sat back down again on the bed and the king more or less collapsed on to the bench. "You had other questions?" She went on slipping out of her Super form.
"Why were people fleeing from the planet? If there was an invasion why didn't you the Legendary Super umm... Why didn't you fly out to meet it?" He asked confused. Pallas burst out laughing. She in all her rambling forgot to tell the King there were tons of Supers running around.
"King my husband is the Legend you speak of and yes he did stay behind. But this foe we run from is capable of controlling minds and it probably wishes to destroy us for past transgressions of a conquering Saiyan army years ago." She replied regaining her composure. "However, I hate to inform you that any more SuperSaiyan or Super anything is just a prefix not so illusive as you may think. With proper training and motive anyone can achieve Super form. Your son has, I have, my two children have for that matter and they're just 10 years old!" The King looked at her in disbelief.
"You have to take me to Earth though. I have to get Vegeta, Gohan, Goku and Bardock to go back with me to help Brolli."
"Bardock you say? He survived this... Destruction of my planet? Paragus too?"
"Paragus survived because of Brolli's power but Brolli killed him when he realized his father was using him for evil. Bardock got wished back by your granddaughter who is dead now so that he could be with his family on Earth."
"This is a complicated matter I have gotten myself involved in isn't it?" The king asked shaking his head.
"Take me to Earth and I'll explain everything in the time it takes to get there." Pallas pleaded looking deep into the Kukuo's eyes. "I need to see my children again. You know what that feels like don't you? When you stormed Frieza's ship to save Vegeta and you were killed. That's why I'd follow him or you anywhere and through anything... Your made of the highest quality of being." A tear streamed down her face. He looked at her intensely as a flicker of something like what she had described.
"I will take you were you want to go. Besides I'm interested in seeing how my son has turned out." The Saiyan smirked as he got to his feet. "But I'm holding you to your word. You have to explain everything in detail on the way." She smiled and nodded. He smiled and walked towards the door before turning. "My grandchildren, are they strong and good leaders as is their heritage?"
Pallas looked away from him and a sadness grew in her. "You would have been very proud of your first born. She was a very powerful and an excellent queen for us. Your grandson is strong but he was too young when I last saw him to tell you much about him."
"You'll have to tell me all about them too." He said before leaving.