Psyker-Prologue

Bardock was infuriated. He had tried to warn them all that Frieza would destroy them. They didn't believe him. They called him foolish. They called him drunk. They called him crazy. Well, who was crazy now? Not he. He had done all he could. Had they not heedlessly cast off his warning, they may have been able to do something.

That alien had certainly bestowed a curse upon him. He could see it all. He saw Frieza turning on him. He saw he would destroy them. He saw that there was nothing he could do. He was filled with rage. Frieza only had a smile on his face. Frieza then extended his index finger, and a small bit of light appeared at the end of it. His grin widened. All the Saiyans stared in horror. Bardock was frantic. He had to summon all his power, and try to stop him. As the ball increased in size, Frieza began to laugh maliciously. Loud, shrieking, laughs, that seemed to pierce through Bardock's very soul. The ball descended on him. "I can't die!!!" he thought. "I want to watch my son grow up! I don't want to die!"

He could feel the need building up inside him, feel his power coursing throughout every fiber in his being. For a split second, he was all- powerful. There was no time. There was all the time in the world. He knew the Saiyans were to die, but he himself could cheat death. He gathered all of his will, and he thought of a distant planet, across the universe, and began to teleport himself there. Molecule by molecule, he placed himself on that planet, but before he disappeared, he left an afterimage of himself where he had been only mere moments ago, with a look of shock and despair on his face. And with that, he left the Saiyans to fend for themselves.

He never saw any of them again.