Chapter 1

The small Saiyan named Kakarott picked himself off the ground. Broli, another student of his teacher, had just slammed him into a wall. Kakarott growled ferally and charged at the larger boy. Broli grinned, and moved to block him, but quicker than Broli could look, Kakarott had feinted and punched him in the face. Broli flew into the wall and stayed still. Kakarott, at the age of 3 was already immensely powerful for his age. He had received training like no one else his age could comprehend. He had trained with the best fighters, including King Vegeta, and it showed in his every movement. He was lithe and muscular and walked with the grace of a cat. He was a toddler, but a much older spirit resided in his body. He was also much stronger than many adult Saiyans. The entire race seemed to be watching the boy grow with vigor. He was a tactical genius, even at the age of 3, and what he lacked in strength he made up in spirit. He just plain refused to give up.

The Saiyans had agreed that he would not be told of the prophesy at his birth, and that they would keep him secret from Freeza. He was growing up believing that he was a normal Saiyan, but that didn't stop him from trying to defeat the best.

Prince Vegeta watched the tired and bloody boy listen to his teacher explain what he had done wrong. Kakarott listened eagerly with an attentiveness that most children lacked. Prince Vegeta sneered. This low-class warrior, pretending to be strong? Ha! He lacked what Vegeta had, an elite heritage, and no matter what anyone said, Vegeta would be stronger than Kakarott.

Vegeta saw Broli stir and he laughed as the cocky bully pulled himself out of wall. He growled at Kakarott and seemed about to charge at him, and then he saw Vegeta.

Vegeta growled. He hadn't meant for anyone to see him, but when the boy flew over, he drew the attention of the other two.

"Hello, Prince Vegeta," said the teacher, a Saiyan named Yamm as he bowed.

Kakarott followed suit, putting his hands forward and ducking his head, and Broli, along with Kakarott's two older brothers Turles and Radditz, did the same.

"What service could we grant you, oh revered one?" asked Kakarott, having been carefully schooled, looking at Prince Vegeta with adoration in his eyes. Prince Vegeta was Kakarott's hero. He looked up to the prince like he admired no one else.

"No service is required," Vegeta replied automatically.

Yamm smiled, and turned to his students. "Good," he said, "well then class is dismissed. I expect to see a chi attack tomorrow. Anyone who does not deliver will be punished severely, am I understood?"

"Yes, master," the children replied.

"Well, then Broli, Kakarott, head down to the healing chambers, and repair yourselves. What are you waiting for? GO!"

With a bolt the four Saiyan children took off, Kakarott far ahead of the others. He got to the healing chambers, and quickly climbed inside. After an hour, the timer clicked and he went out. He powered up, drying his clothes, and then he ran off to work on his chi attack.

Vegeta watched him train. He was surprised at the devotion of the boy. He was powered up as high as he could go, and then he stopped and held it. Kakarott looked around. He could see, hear, and feel everything clearer. He could almost feel his chi, pounding in rhythm with his heart. Then he felt something similar, and following the feeling found Vegeta, sitting on an overhang. Kakarott closed his eyes and concentrated, and then he could pinpoint other points of resonance. It was suddenly as if a veil had come off his sight and he could see everyone's chi waves! He wondered what would happen if he pushed his down, if he would be able to sense himself anymore. After a few moments of practice, it worked. He practiced some more, and tried to attune his new-found "sight." He soon had it where he could pinpoint exact locations of his friends.

Vegeta scowled. The boy had been sitting there for three hours, and Vegeta was losing patience. He didn't understand how a boy of three could stand to sit still so long and do nothing!

Kakarott suddenly felt a change in Vegeta's chi. It was growing darker, angrier, and it kind of frightened Kakarott. That made Kakarott remember what he was supposed to be doing today, and jumping to his feet, he went back to work on his chi attack. Three hours later, he had it down pat.

Vegeta didn't realize Kakarott knew he was there, but finally he saw a bit of Kakarott's chi. Vegeta was shocked at the realization that it was far bigger than it should be for someone that age. He decided perhaps, he needed to train to stay up ahead of Kakarott.

Far off in Space, Freeza floated in his ship. He was watching the reading of his Saiyan planet. "The monkey's are stupid," he thought, "but they sure do make my job easier."

The he saw something very strange going on with one of the power-readings. It was fluctuating from a very high level to a minuscule level. It went from over 2000 down to 5 and back up to 2000, where it there continued to increase and then drop again. Freeza was shocked. Stunned, he groped for his button and immediately a soldier ran in.

"Yes, Lord Freeza?" the soldier asked.

"Prepare to launch to Planet Vegeta," Freeza said absently, still watching the power-reading. It stopped fluctuating, and then it began to climb again. No one, thought Freeza, can do that.

Unaware that the soldier had already ran out to do his order, Freeza's eyes remained glued to the screen, "No one," he whispered.