Author Notes: I have been apparently been neglecting my responisbillitey to all of you readers, at least I hope there are readers out there... Since I've gotten like... Zero reviews on my other fiction I guess not... Well I decided to start this to see how I prevailed. Wish me luck.

Disclaimer: If I owned DBZ, do you t hink I would have ended the series? No I would not have. And I suggeset you not trie to sue.
Un-lived Memories

Paragus, a second class warrior, was seen Disgracing himself, running down a hall, pushing aside all in his way. For that alone he could be demoted down to third class, but he did not seem to notice his mistake. All that was on his mind was the conversation he had had moments before with the nursery worker. It was still branded into his mind.

Sir, Master Paragus, Your sons have been finally born... But I apologize, both are... Not well... A very peculiar birth effect has happened to them both... One, was born with a power level of 10,000. He is a calm boy, but His Majesty Vegeta has dubbed him a danger... Paragus then interrupted the man, standing up with his fist held back, posed to strike. He thought better of it though, and lowered his fist, the man continued on, rather more nervous than before, ...He is to be executed soon. The other son... They were maternal twins, the other son was born with all the usual Saiyan genes... But he has no Saiyan traits. He doesn't even have a tail. He, is not so much of a threat, and indeed, he could prove useful to the King. It seems as if, while the children were in the womb, they were originally one, but when the zygote started to multiply it's cells, they broke apart into two, and while they both ahd an equal amount of Saiyan genes, the one now named Brolly, has seemed to have obtained all the traits that both were supposed to share.

Paragus then realized exactly what was going to happen. One of his sons would be a disgrace, while the other a powerful threat. The one that would not be a disgrace would surely be executed, and he could not have that. His pride swelled, as he thought more and more of it. The child would be a good contribution to the empire if he were to live... And he would make Paragus proud... He must stop this execution. He then sprinted off down the halls, towards the King's court.

Paragus burst through the doors of the court chambers, just as he heard the king say to the members of the court, He shall be executed.

Paragus couldn't even see as he stumbled forewords. All he could see was black rage. He stumbled foreword, shouting to the king as he stumbled Sir, please, He's just a child, he could be a generous contribution to the army of Prince Vegeta... He trailed off as two members of security grabbed onto his arms, and with surprising force they dragged him to a distance, before the King spoke.

He is a threat Pargus, and I have not changed my mind. He will die, and as I do not like arguments, you will die with him! The King then walked foreword, a purple ball of Ki appearing in his hand, when the King was maybe three feet away, he pushed the ball at Pargus, who was forced out of the security guards' hands, and back across the room.

Three small children were in the nursery, two nearly identical. with the same long purple hair, while the third child, had jet black hair that might have been the same length of the other two, but unlike the other's, his hair was spiked, you could not tell the real length of it. The darker haired child was wailing, keeping up one of the other two, one was whimpering, tears shimmering at the corners of his eyes. Next to the whimpering child, an identical to the whimperer was sleeping soundly. The child in the middle, the whimpering child, was grasped by a hand without a face, and you heard the sound of a blade slipping out of a sheath...

The other two children, born into third class, were put into space pods some time after the first was taken away. They both had the same destination. The first child's mission, the child with the black hair was to dominate the human kind, while the second child's mission was to breed with a human, to pass on his genes into a wold of weakness. They were launched into space, their pod's knowing what their destination was, mere minutes before the whole planet exploded.

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