Act 2
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The curtains opened, and a single red light shown down on Bardock as he lay in the middle of the stage. Goten then began to twitch before he slowly lifted himself from the floor and placed a hand over his forehead. And putting the lone hand back on the stage, he used it to pick himself up, along with his other hand. He began to look around the stage. It was still black; he shook his head.
"This... this must be a dream..." and the lights began to dimly show up on the stage; the stage became red as the room began to dimly show up. Bardock then turned to the side, and his eyes widened as he gazed at the 'land'. "My... home... Vegetasei... it's... gone."
He began to walk across the stage noticing some wreckage to the side along with some 'dying' creatures... er... saiyans. Running to them, he lifted the female first, and he shook his head. "Sasha?" he asked softly as he held her close to his chest. He placed his hand over her neck hoping to feel a pulse of some sort. He growled as he softly set her down.
He stood up clinching his fists to his sides. "Dead." Another brighter spotlight brightened on the other side of the stage revealing another 'body' lying beside some broken rocks. Goten ran to the other side of the stage, and then kneeled as he placed a hand on the person's neck also. His frown deepened.
"He's also gone."
Then, on the further back part of the stage, another spotlight brightened. 'Bardock' looked back, and then turned his head forward lowering it.
"My squad is gone."
Just as that was stated, the red lights began to flicker on and off and Goten began to quickly look around the stage. The sounds of crackling were noticed, and Goten looked up to it, then all lights were turned off. The curtains closed.
They then opened, and it showed Goten lying on a medical bed with some sort of reptilian creature looking at a clipboard. The creature then jumped when he noticed Goten sit up.
"Bardock! Please! I'd advise you to lie back down! You're injuries will take some time to heal!" exclaimed the reptile as he shuffled his feet over to the saiyan.
With completely broken armor, 'Bardock' stood and began to limp out the door. Sure, the saiyan was badly injured, but for a saiyan to limp his way as transportation was almost unheard of!
The curtains closed once more.
Backstage...
Goten plopped on the stage as he watched many members of the stage crew moving the scenery around. And turning his head to the side, he noticed Trunks walking up to him with a smirk.
"You're sweating," stated the hybrid prince as he lowered a hand to Goten's level. And reaching up, Goten slowly stood as he nodded.
"Yeah... I didn't realize how hot it was with all those lights..." muttered Goten as he brought his arm up to wipe away some sweat. "And in this costume too!" whispered the black haired teen as he looked down to his armor and spandex. "It's so itchy!"
Trunks stifled some laughter as the stage crew began to leave the back of the stage. Goten gave a nod as he too walked back stage. But not with out muttering to his best friend, 'Good Luck.'
The curtains opened once more showing the setting of the throne room. Trunks was pacing on the stage slowly as the soldiers stood there as tall as possible.
"Where is he?" questioned the saiyan as he as he turned on his heal to the other side once more. "Why hasn't he come back?" The 'king' stopped in his pacing and growled loudly. "Why did they take him-"
"Sire!"
A random 'soldier' ran onto the stage... but since he was very hasty in his entrance, he began to slide on his frictionless shoes while trying to stop. Then he fell over the edge of the stage and into the orchestra box.
Trunks just watched the happenings and rolled his eyes as he crossed his arms. "Good help is so hard to find now a days..."
And a second later, a loud 'CLANG' was heard as well as wood breaking and the popping of strings. Then, the figure of the soldier crawled over the edge he fell over and scooted away from the edge of stage quickly as Sakura's very dented Soprano Trombone was tossed over the side of the Orchestra box. The soldier nearly dodged the instrument as he stood up with wide eyes.
"Try that again you blubbering Ape!" shouted the female Saiyan as she stood up and shook her green tinted, risen fist.
And the only reply the female got from the male was when he kicked her instrument back at her, 'Unfortunately' it hit Sakura in the face, and she fell over soon with a thud following.
And watching this, the other soldiers in the background blinked and looked at each other as the 'king' frowned in repulsion.
Dusting off, the lone soldier noticed the king staring at him in an angry like fashion, and he lowered his head to bow before the ruler.
"My apologies, your highness... But I have some important news from Frieza; it's about your son," quickly stated the soldier as he continued to keep his head lowered.
Trunks gave a slow nod as he began to walk back to the messenger. "And what exactly was that message...?" questioned the king as he lowered his gaze.
The soldier slowly raised his head, "Frieza refuses to return your son."
And that's when all hell seemed to break loose... well... on stage. A full out blow out that a saiyan could give would bring this building to ruins!
Trunks 'powered up' as a blue aurora appeared around him, winds seemed to pick up causing his cape to whip around on sage. And the color of the 'king's' eyes turned a turquoise color. Okay... so the saiyan king wasn't exactly about to turn super saiyan... but it was kind of close...
The king turned around and he faced the six soldiers that stood guard. He pointed to two of the soldiers on the left. "You two! Gather my best squads." They bowed respectfully before they ran off to the left. "You two call in all soldiers who are on purging missions." The two men standing in the middle also bowed before they hurried off thru the door to the far right. He then pointed to the two remaining soldiers, "Both of you, come with me!" And that stated Trunks stormed off stage with the two remaining soldiers behind him in line.
The only one remaining on stage, watched the king leave and he stood up. He walked up to audience and the curtain closed behind him.
The soldier turned his head ever so slightly as he held his palm up to look at.
"These hands... they shed much more blood than we would ever produce in our own bodies in twenty-thousand life times... These hands," he lowered his hands into balled fists at his sides "have killed countless. Each one of the innocent victims didn't know what hit them... and some cried out, they moaned, and they pleaded for the lives of their people, for their families, for their own sanity." He then placed his hands behind his back and smirked. "All were scared to death when we came to their planet. We, the feared saiyans, were on top of the food chain! We were the one's who had the power of the god's in our fist! Yet..." The 'soldier' stopped in his stride, "We continued to search for the one who was to deliver us from the clutches of the evil being Frieza..." The student shook his head and clenched his teeth for a moment before he started his speech once more. "He... was the only one who had tight reigns on the saiyans... one of the most powerful races in the universe!" he shouted. "We all knew the Prince of our race would be the one to deliver us from this evil pest. He was very, very strong. Even at the young age of five, he was able to send a squad of Second class saiyans to their knees and begging for mercy!" The student shook his head once more. "He wasn't the one... For our race was now facing death in the face. Lord Frieza, emperor of the universe, wouldn't allow the prince to have any communication with the outside world; filling the young boy's head with lies, and untruths so young Prince Vegeta's destiny wouldn't be fulfilled."
And lowering his head, the lights shining over him dimmed, and then the light vanished as the curtains opened giving the student a chance to run back stage. The light's turned on once more and the setting was in a space station... and not just any space station... but an almost replica of Frieza's. And Frieza stood in the middle of the stage as he sipped some wine. Yes, it really was wine.
Zarbon and Dodoria were standing in the room also. Zarbon standing beside the 'window' looking out with crossed arms and Dodoria close to the door.
Swishing the wine around in his glass, Frieza smirked. "Ah, don't you just love the sweet taste of power." He took a sip of the drink, "Do you know what would be better than power?" questioned the dark lord as he smirked.
"What is that, sire?" questioned Zarbon as 'he' turned his head over to Frieza.
The smirk remained on the teacher's lips. "Immortality."
"But, isn't that impossible to achieve?" questioned the student playing Dodoria.
A chuckle could be heard from Frieza as he drank the remaining wine in the glass. "When will you learn, Dodoria, that when there's a will, there's a way?"
'Dodoria' lowered his head, "My apologizes for doubting you." At that stated, the door from the side of the room 'swooshed' open and in stomped an angered looking five-year old prince. He glared to the three as he crossed his arms.
"You shouldn't be in here kid!" exclaimed Dodoria stomping over to the young 'prince'. Yasei glared to the student in the pink blubber.
"Now, now, if the young prince is bold enough to come and tell me something, then let him," stated Frieza back smoothly. And when the sensei turned his head away from the chibi and student, Yasei stuck his tongue out 'Dodoria' before Frieza turned around, and then he bowed to Frieza. "I have wanted to ask you, sir, if I could take a difficult purging mission."
Frieza's eyebrow rose as he looked to the young saiyan then smirked. "I guess you are ready for one, after all, the training you have had under me is now complete."
"But sire-" started Zarbon. Frieza glared to Sakura. "Zarbon, I want you to find the most difficult mission possible; make sure, however that he is accompanied by some of our warriors." Sakura slowly lowered her head and bowed once more.
"Of... course." And with that 'Zarbon' led the young prince out the right door.
It seemed to be only a few seconds later that many footsteps were heard against the metal floor that was covering the stage. Frieza and Dodoria turned their attentions to the left door and 'King Vegeta' with a squad of saiyans came rushing in on the stage.
"Frieza!" shouted the hybrid angry.
The sensei frowned. "And why do you come in unannounced?"
Trunks walked forward. "I demand to have my son back!"
Frieza stood up from the seat he took a while back. "No."
Trunk's glare darkened. "What...? But he needs to come back to his planet! He needs to be trained, and to be taught-"
"The young prince will be remaining with me," stated Frieza as he turned around to look out into the starry sky.
And with out 'thinking' Trunks powered up before shooting a ki ball at the dark lord. But all Frieza did was swat it away, and the energy was shot thru the king's chest. The effect was when Trunk's fell over 'dead'.
The squad looked down at the king with wide eyes, then fearfully back to Frieza who had another energy waiting. All men began to run out the door before Frieza released the energy at them.
(Backstage)
Goten caught the energy with his hands, and he gritted his teeth as he compressed the energy into his palms. Then it was turned into a smaller ball, and then into nothing. The students around blinked as they watched then, than to Goten. Some just shook their heads in disbelief as others stared wide-eyed.
(On stage)
Frieza dusted his hands off and turned back to the darkness of 'space'. A lone 'servant' grabbed the king's 'body' and dragged it off stage. That was when Zarbon walked in. "The prince is preparing for his next mission."
Frieza nodded as he smiled wickedly. He looked out the window once more and the 'view' of the red planet was displayed.
"You know what? I think it's about time we do away with the race of the saiyans."
Zarbon and Dodoria blinked. "But sir, they are the only one's who are able to complete the jobs that your strongest squads are afraid to face!" exclaimed Zarbon.
Frieza nodded as he continued to look out the window evilly. "Of course Zarbon, but I think they are doing too good of a job." He then looked to both warriors. "The monkeys just revolted against me because I wouldn't return the young prince. So now, we need to finish the task of destroying them."
"Why sire? They could still be of help to us," added Dodoria.
Frieza chuckled. "Well, they will follow the ways of their king. It's just a case of monkey see, monkey do."
The stage darkened once more, and a different 'saiyan soldier' walked onto the stage as he held his 'bloodied' arm.
"Even after we returned from the missions, bloodied, wounded, and tired, we spent the time to rest and recuperate waiting for the kings' command. May of us became tired of waiting, and we would spend our time at the bars joking and laughing... that was until a wounded soldier, a third-class soldier who was stronger than all of us, stormed in bad shape warning us that Frieza was trying to kiss... Em... KILL us all"
(Backstage)
Muffled laughter was noticed back stage from the students who were listening to the 'speech'. Sakura, Trunks, and Goten were almost at the verge of tears for laughter. But Frieza... um, let's just say he wasn't in such a good mood...
(On Stage)
"But, we all just laughed at him, and may thought he was hallucinating since he just lost all his crew on a recent purging mission... But Bardock was determined to send the message out... but the vision he had, when he first received the gift of seeing the future, were of his crew dying... then of the planet he lived on being destroyed." The student stopped for a moment before he looked to the side and continued, "Of course, the first part of his vision came true... but now, he needed to do all he could to prevent the second part. But, out of nowhere, his thoughts turned to his youngest son who was sent off just moments before he landed on the planet. And in his vision, the boy turned into a warrior to fight against evil, and against Frieza..."
The curtains opened once more and the student disappeared behind stage.
That's when Goten stumbled on stage; he was bleeding, cut up, he now had on a uniform that was damaged beyond repair, and was now limping. He looked up and he frowned. "No one will listen..." stated Goten. And looking into the sky he noticed Frieza being 'lowered' from the ceiling. And taking that cue to fly up, many 'soldiers' of Frieza's army ran around to Bardock, and began to hold him back and Goten 'struggled'. He then looked to Frieza as he powered up and flew a few feet into the air away from the reach of the student's below.
"Frieza!" Goten created an energy ball as Frieza held up a small white pea sized ball of ki. "You have gone way too far!" exclaimed 'Bardock' as the energy continued to increase in his hand. "You know what else?! We quit! We don't want to be slaves of your army any more!" And as the energy became larger, Goten smirked, "And this is from the saiyans!"
The hybrid saiyan released the energy and thru it at Frieza. But that's when the tables turned. Frieza's energy grew by twenty times and engulfing the whole stage. The whole stage became white.
The outline of Bardock was noticed in the light.
"So this is what it's like... to loose everything you worked for..." stated Goten as he fell to his knees.
"But Frieza... you have forgotten one..." he shouted. "My son lives on..." he stated more softly. And then he fell to the ground as the lights then dimmed down to darkness...
The curtains closed.
It was the end of Act Two.
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AN:
That was... hard to write! I have had the first two pages written in one of my folders for the longest time! And just today I added five more. I am three chapters away from completing this story!!! (sniffles) Oh, it just makes me as that the sequel to my first fic, which got 100 reviews, is coming to an end... but if there is something that you would want to see on one of the last chapters, please inform me of it! And please, send your comments about what you think of the fic in a review! It is GREATLY appreciated!
Till Next Time!
-Takuma
