Chapter 7: Arita
"Brat, hurry up. We haven't got all day," Bardock yelled. Radditz sighed and turned from the crowd, climbing into his pod. He saluted King Vegeta, before closing the door and activating the sleeping gas. He sensed his father climb into his pod next to him.
"Welcome Radditz. Destination Planet Arita. Arrival in one day and seven hours." It was the last thing Radditz heard before the sleeping gas took effect and he passed out.
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"Wake up, Radditz. Wake up, Radditz." Radditz forced his eyes open and looked around. He was still in his pod. Planet Arita was visible through the pink glass of his pod. " Arrival in seven minutes," the computerised voice told him. Radditz rubbed his eyes and shook his head.
"Radditz? Brat, are you awake?" Bardock's crackled from the scouter.
"Yes sir. I'm awake. What's the plan?"
"We land on Arita in seven minutes. I want you to go with Larot and Turkan, have fun with the natives and their planet. But don't destroy it until Nappa and I give the signal."
"OK. But sir, what are you and Nappa doing?"
"It's none of your business boy, but if you must know, Nappa and I intend on capturing the King and having a little fun before we get rid of this miserable planet. But watch out, the Arita-jin have mind powers. Just keep a mental wall up and you'll be fine."
"Right. Good luck sir."
"Luck has nothing to do with it brat." Bardock's voice disappeared, to be replaced by static. Radditz sighed and looked at the planet coming ever closer.
'My first purging mission. This is gunna be a blast,' he thought. Sick ways of torturing the natives crossed his mind and he grinned malevolently.
"Excuse me sir?" Radditz asked as he flicked on the intercom again.
"What brat?"
"Can we go Oozaru?"
"Good question, and yes, if they have a moon then you can."
"Right sir."
'My third time going Oozaru, this is gunna rock!'
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"Noooo, please noooo argh!!" The Arita-jin screamed. Radditz grinned as he cut the native up, limb-by-limb.
A sudden ki blast from behind, destroyed the screaming creature, and Radditz frowned, turning to look at the spoiler of his fun.
"Larot? What was that for? I was having fun?"
"I know, Radditz. But your Father requests that we look around the planet for useful resources." Radditz sighed and grumbled.
"Stupid Toussan, screwing up everything. Alright, Larot. Where do we start?"
"Start from the Southern boundary and move North. Everything on the other side of the boundaries is just sand and dirt." With that, the two Saiyans flew South, throwing a few ki balls at the cities occasionally, just to scare the local population.
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"B-B-Bardock!" the creature screamed. Bardock laughed, as he walked slowly towards the snivelling King.
"You are no King. You are a weakling, pathetic and incapable of dispensing even the weakest of foes. You do not deserve life and I shall be extremely happy to deal out death. But first, my squad companion Nappa, and I should like a little fun with you." Bardock smirked at the scared look that crossed the Arita-jin's face at these words. "Oh yes, you primitive, crawling, green, foul excuse for a being. I'm going to rip your tongue out, and force feed it to you, break every bone in your body individually."
Nappa smirked in the background. He liked this Bardock far better than the third class one. Bardock's blood lust amazed him, and probably rivalled his own, or King Vegeta's.
Nappa stood forward, simply to make the scene more intimidating for the King. It worked. The creature sunk back against the base of his throne.
"No, no I'll do anything but please, please don't torture me or my people." Bardock laughed.
"The torture has already begun. Two of my other squad members, and my son have already begun slowly killing the residents of this planet. Just like, THIS!" Bardock leaned forward and sliced off three of the aliens 22 fingers. A blood curling screamed filled the throne room. Nappa winced as the high pitched noise pierced his delicate Saiyan hearing.
Bardock growled and grabbed the creature by the neck, ripping out his voice box. The King faltered and gasped inaudibly. Bardock smirked, as the blood ran down the creature's neck and down his arm.
"Right, you foul being. Now tell me, is there anything of use to me on this planet? Of use to the Saiyans? For there are definitely no decent concubines on this mud ball," he sneered, looking at the slain bodies of the Queen and Princess on the floor of the royal chambers. "Ugly," he snickered, then turned back to the King, tightening his grip on one of the Kings' antennae. "Tell me, is there anything on this planet?" Bardock, yelled, ripping the antenna from the things head. Its mouth opened in silent scream, and Bardock could see the pain etched on the face of the King.
"Father, he cannot speak. You," Radditz sniggered and smirked malevolently, "ripped out his voice box." Bardock faltered, and looked at the recently arrived form of his son, then back to the King's hollow throat. It had stopped bleeding now, and wa forming a dark scab. He smirked.
"You are right, brat. Lead us to any resources on this planet, or I will take you back to Vegeta-sei as a Saiyan prisoner." The thing stood, sobbing silently and blood running down the side of its head, from the open wound that had once housed his antennae. He stood and walked out of the throne room, followed by the three warriors. Larot and Turkan were off playing with the natives, but still looking for resources.
Nappa followed, smirking. Radditz was going to be just like his father, another healthy addition to the Saiyan race. When he'd been born, Nappa had assumed that the brat would be brought up weak and snivelling, like his pathetic father. How wrong could he be? He laughed out loud as Radditz smacked the King over.
"Hurry up you disgusting creature," Bardock sneered. The King turned and Radditz suddenly felt uneasy. There was a glint in the King's eye that he didn't like the look of. The King raised his arms in mock surrender.
It happened so fast, that Radditz would look back on it and wonder how he'd figured out what had happened. The King dropped his arms, spun in several circles, and waving his arms in various movements before stopping on Bardock. His mouth moved in the formation of words and Bardock was suddenly on the ground screaming. He writhed and spun, howling and grabbing his head.
"Father!" Radditz yelled, running forward. Nappa froze in horror as he watched the squad commander scream like a brat, and mentally breakdown. Radditz shook Bardock several times but it seemed to have no affect. He then turned to the King who was now grinning.
"What did you do to him!?" Radditz yelled. The thing laughed silently and a voice filled the air. It had no point of origin, but Radditz knew immediately that it belonged to the King.
"You come to my planet, you torture, you kill and you destroy! No more! Your father is hereafter blessed with a little gift which shall hopefully be a saviour for other races of this universe." Radditz snarled and threw his arm out, driving it right through the green creature's body. He summoned a small ki ball and blasted the King into millions of bits.
Bardock stopped writhing, and lay, limp and unconscious on the ground outside. His chest didn't move though Radditz could still sense a slight ki level.
"Nappa! Bring back the pods and get Larot and Turkan! My father needs medical attention."
'Where does he get off telling me what to do?' Nappa was about to voice his thoughts when a small voice buzzed in his air.
"N-n-nappa," the voice choked.
"Larot?" Radditz looked up at Nappa, still keeping a hand on his father's still chest. "What's wrong? Listen, something happened. We need you to retrieve your pods and make it to the palace." Larot choked.
"S-s-sorry sir, b-but I don't think we can do that."
"What? Why not?" Nappa snapped.
"T-T-Turkan's dead. Th-the natives fought back, th-they were too strong. I'm
sorry sir."
"Larot? Larot?" There was a last choking noise and then nothing more. Nappa sighed and turned it off.
"Nappa?" Radditz demanded. The tall Saiyan lifted his head and looked at the eight and a half year old before him.
"Larot and Turkan are dead. The natives are revolting. We have to get off this planet. I'll get the pods, look after your father." He then took off and Radditz turned to Bardock.
"What the hell just happened?" he asked himself. Radditz screwed up his nose as the smell of burnt flesh wafted into his nostrils. "Yuck," he muttered.
Nappa returned a few moments later, the pods following close behind. It was until he landed, Radditz realised the seriousness of his state.
"Nappa? What happened?" Nappa collapsed and choked.
"L-larot was right. The natives, something happened to them. They're too strong." He choked again. "Take you Father, go. T-tell King Vegeta I-I-'m sorry." He slumped and his eyes stared pointlessly into space.
"Oh God," Radditz muttered. He picked up the limp body of his father, setting it in the pod and set the dials for Vegeta-sei.
"Your father will make it home, but I am afraid you will not have that pleasure," a cold voice told him. Radditz turned around and came face to face with thousands of Arita-jin. The one at their head looked at Radditz, who drew back his shoulders and stared at them defiantly.
"I suppose you lot are going to stop me?"
"Yes, we are." Radditz smirked, looking a lot more relaxed than he felt. These aliens had taken out his father, two of his father's best men and the prince's royal guard. They were hardly going to be a brush over. Radditz fiddled with some buttons on his scouter.
"This is Radditz. We were attacked on Arita, something happened. Larot and Turkan were killed and Nappa died saving myself and my father. The King did something to my father I am unsure what state he's in. I can't get off the planet and there is no backup squad. I will hold them off as long as I can but I fear this is not much time. Say hi to my mother for me, for I will not return." Radditz spoke quietly into the scouter, then sent the message to Bardock's computer. He then turned and faced his foes.
They launched themselves at him and he tried to dodge them, but it was useless.
It was as they tore at him and beat him, that he realised he seriously wasn't
going to get home.
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Next Chapter: We jump 18 years. Vegeta, Bulma and Goku are all bout 18 (human years) and B&G are in high school. Vegeta is still on Freiza's ship and Freiza has discovered that two Saiyans still survive.
Author's Note: I'm sorry that was so short but it was kind of just an interlude before the next chapter. Don't worry, all will be revealed throughout the story, by flashbacks and other means. R&R and I apologise for the update taking so long.
