Chapter 9: Plans

A/N: I hope everyone is enjoying this story as we keep progressing, also please go check out happygochi on tumblr, she's been doing artwork for the previous chapters. Take a short minute give her a like and a few kind words for the work she does because she's a fan and can bring a little more life to this current fanfic. Though we shall finally get into the beginnings of why you are all here.

"So what is your responsibility, boy?" The hard look of his father's face was looking squarely at him. Eyes unwavering, brows straight like edges. The only hint of movement was the rise and fall of his chest. After years of scaring the hell out of everything that lived- if he could- he didn't hold back when addressing his own children.

Sitting forwards in a chair allowing his fingers to thrum across the edge of his seat patiently. Wearing his usual battle armor and red bandanna around his head. Bardock watched his second born carefully, "Did you not hear me or do you not have the spine to answer me?" A deep rumble escaped as Bardock's lip twisted upwards into a slight sneer. Kakarot sat across from him but as his father he could tell there was something that was bothering him.

His youngest had always been easy going, not the huge spark of intensity or drive that he saw in himself at that age. But his son had been entitled and gifted, yet after that embarrassment at the royal palace where his son was nearly bested by the apathetic Broly. He had some major work to get done and fast.

Raditz was already on his shit list, and he'd be training him everyday for twelve hours a day for the next few months. But he couldn't devote time to both of his sons, his youngest could learn through the rigors of hard saiyan work. Guided through the time by the best group of bullshit misfits, his old purge team. Ideally he'd grow a backbone and learn how to actually start behaving like he was supposed too. He needed at least ONE of his offspring to take up the hard fought mantle he had earned… No, bled, killed, stabbed, and crawled through hell to get. All of the sacrifices to my body and of their own mother and they act as if they should just inherit what I have? I will not sully myself or my position to accept anything less than what I am from my sons.

"I understand father, it's a level two purge. Clear all functioning intelligent life but retain major resource centers and power centers. Pursue and cleanse within ninety percent in one week. By the second week begin the terraforming process if required and systematically sweep for signs of life and expunge those remaining. Then report status and return home to complete the assignment… yes father I know this isn't the first assignment you've had me do before." Kakarot said with a tired sigh.

Bardock's eyebrow twitched. "That attitude of yours boy, you had better watch who you are speaking too when using it."

"I don't get what you mean by attitude pops, I know what i'm doing I just don't understand why we are having this talk." Kakarot noticed the vein appearing on his father's forehead just a little to late. Should've known better.

"This bullshit attitude of yours, the entitlement I see from you and your brother are growing beyond my patience. You act as if you know what your doing yet both of you constantly embarrass me and disobey my orders!" Bardock shouted as he thrust an arm forwards pointing directly at his son. "You think you know what I'm asking of you? Then why the hell did you nearly get beat by fucking Broly, do you have any idea how humiliating that is to me and your god damn mother?"

"I didn't-" He started but was cut off.

"Shut your god damn mouth, boy! You were knocked completely out by that fool of a boy and just before that I had your brother bet two of my caretakers! Do you even know how much of a fucking laughing stock I am to the rest of the whole saiyan society because of the constant shit you two pull?" Bardock continued his tirade. "Sure you don't give a damn, because I've force fucking feeding you everything I know with the subtle hope of trying to make both of you into proper damn elites but you and your brother seem to give exactly zero fucks about that!"

Throwing his chair backwards to the floor as he practically lunged forwards, his arm grabbing Kakarot by the front of his shirt and hauled him up face to face. One saw the older version of himself and the other the younger, but only one of these two copies spoke. "I have tried everything in my power to be patient with you two brats, but it seems I'll be turning this little event I had planned on its head. You are going to complete this purging assignment, then the next one, and then another one. You are going to come back to Vegeta-sei stronger than ever because guess what, in less than half a year we have a rematch against House Paragus and one of you two morons are going to be fighting Broly and I absolutely refuse to be embarrassed again like that display you two had at the palace."

His father's spit was all over his face but Kakarot was forced to just lock eyes with him. He still respected his father and owed him even more. "You are going to prove that deep down inside of this sack of meat you call a body that there is an actual saiyan. Not some low class trash," Their noses touched one anothers. "Do you want to lose this life? All of these luxuries and privileges boy?"

Despite his question Bardock knew his son didn't, no one would want to give up all of this. But the complete lack of effort strained his already lack of patience. He'd fought tooth and nail to get where he was, completing purges across the entire galaxy leading through some of the greatest fights in his people's history. Where the odds were tens of thousands to a one.

The Greenskin menace years ago had invaded the outer sectors and caused almost irreparable damage to blossoming worlds that they had once delivered to the empire.

Savagery, barbarity, and nothing short of a tide of warriors slamming headlong day after day without rest. Cleansing worlds with blood and fire was all he could do, Bardock and his team had stood upon the world of Armageddon. A proper fitting name where he and his men had battled without reinforcements for thirty-six straight days.

What the green invaders lacked in ki power made up with sheer strength and determination throwing hundreds upon hundreds at them. Stretching their lines to cover and protect the planet's vital resources and primary value in addition to the weaker inhabitants who required such protection.

A demonstration of the saiyan empire's strength of its people and Bardock had been recognized for it. At the end of those days more than a billion greenskins were dead by his hand alone. With only the battle against the cold mechanical horrors of the tuffles able to compare to the fighting they had experienced.

"You are going to learn son, and learn just how I did. To understand how important all of these little things you cherish and take for granted were EARNED," His voice dropping into a low growl. "I didn't have my power and talents handed to me nor did your mother. So you and your brother are going to do this, you are going to experience hell with consequences beyond just your physical well being boy."

Letting go Bardock took a half step back and seized his son up and down. His face showing he was less than pleased. "Since I can't trust your brother as a infant can throw be able to throw his mangy gambling ass I am forced to have you take Chi-Chi with you. Since leaving her here might tempt the little shit into selling her, he will have to go without her extravagant meals and I feel that my team would appreciate the kindness of my part. However," He turned sideway and walked towards one of the shelfs where a small array of capsule devices were held. "Should she come back harmed due to your negligence, I will send you to the C'tan sector for a year…"

Kakarot's lips slightly parted and his eyes widened noticeably.

The C'tan sector was an irradiated hellhole, between several massive suns far greater in size than the one's on Vegeta-sei. It was boiling, and life did not exist above ground, it was paramount to a penal colony that existed for the stuff of nightmares. Getting out of the C'tan sector alive for those lesser species was a assured death sentence.

For a saiyan it would be an agony like no other, if they lived through it. "So you are going to have expectations placed on you boy. Bring Chi-Chi back with you just as she leaves and complete your jobs and maybe I might let you return to partake in the seasonal houses competition. If you don't then your brother will be the one to represent this house against House Paragus… and any chance of you getting what is due to you after that fight at the palace. Now," He pulled out several of the small capsule devices in his hand and stared long and hard at his son. Allowing almost a full minute for the words he had just said to sink in. "Do you understand what your responsibility is boy?"

[***]

Chi-Chi stood by Bardock later that evening as he filled her in on what he had planned for her next month if not longer. The other Caretakers attending to their duties around the house leaving her to be the only subject of the master's full attention.

But admittedly she wasn't at all looking forward to Bardock's intended plans for her and Kakarot. Sending her on a 'trip' to another world while the saiyans around her summarily purged everything? Chi-Chi wanted to shout down the idea vehemently, however, Bardock didn't care and since he was the one who would be footing her bill in nine years well… she had to pick her battles.

"My entire squad knows about you and to be sure that you are safe there will always be a saiyan nearby. They all know what will happen to them physically and financially should anything happen to you, primarily my son. So be at ease nothing threaten you, should they pull any stunts with you feel free to tell me and i'll deal with them personally."

That wasn't exactly why Chi-Chi was a bit frustrated, "I know it's not my place Lord Bardock, but i'm not one for this type of thing." Articulating genocide to a man who lived and breathed it would be a moot point, "Isn't there something else, my world was nearly purged like this when I was younger I don't know if I'll be able to be objective to what will happening around me." Well at least i'll try and skirt around the issue, i'm sure Bardock is aware of how much I talk to Gine about these things.

"Your complaint has been heard and ignored." Bardock stated dismissively waving off Chi-Chi's plight. "What you feel is irrelevant, you are there to serve food, maintain these new living quarters and treat injuries. At no point in this entire assignment will you be out there doing a proper saiyans job."

"I understand that lord but-"

"But nothing." Bardock growled irritated, feeling a headache coming around when trying to deal with this female caretaker. "You will accompany my son, you will do as your told or perhaps you need to remember the deal you made with me and Lucious?" Looking back over his shoulder towards her as he grabbed himself a bottle of saiyan liquor, "Dealing with my son is bad enough, now you are complaining all the same. Would you rather I have you partake in the operation just to get you over these weak ideas that are floating around in your head?"

"No-!" Chi-Chi put her hands up, "please I abhor killing other people. I just don't think I could handle being surrounded by all of it…" Clutching her one arm with her free hand.

Bardock snorted, "Well then you'll find out if you can or can not. I personally do not care unless you'd rather take the chance of being sold again by my offspring?" 'Gine's been fostering this independent streak of hers, while it is good in the short term. This will not help her duties in the long run, a simple reminder of who she truly serves.' His eyes rolled back towards her, ready to shut her down right there but before he spoke he took a moment to reconsider his options. 'There's a price for loyalty, but she's a pure heart and no doubt i'll not hear the end of this… however.

"Unless you have some ulterior methods of shaping my son into a proper saiyan I'll listen to your recommendation. But if you don't then you will venture with him into space." It was a simple proposition, and a straightforward one as well.

But he was constantly surprised by this little earthling.

"Actually, I do." Chi-Chi said earning a very high raise of Bardock's brow into the air. 'Not expecting that one were you?' Holding back her self satisfied smirk, "I actually was going to speak with you and Gine about this, but this will work for right now," Clearing her throat Chi-Chi prepared to make her pitch to both of them. "Do you recall the woman you saw briefly after the incident?, "Referring to Broly, Kakarot one. "She had blue hair and was originally from Earth like me?"

"Barely," he sighed not understanding this significance. " what of her?" When did other races come with colors like that Bardock remembered thinking when he first saw her, but that moment had slipped away quickly as he was forced to drag his unconscious son from the damn arena.

Though the fact that she was there wasn't lost on him. Her purpose however, that was another question. Yet he was sure that it was relevant to whatever Chi-Chi was going to discuss with him so he decided to let her speak her mind.

"She's actually a scientist from my world. She's Bulma Briefs and one of the smartest people from Earth. Being the only other human on the planet and having some understanding of how saiyan society worked she asked me for help. Mostly, she needed some saiyans to help with testing new equipment before it can be fully developed for the royal family."

Training equipment? Now what exactly could a weak creature like that know about training equipment? He didn't voice his thoughts over that topic and just let Chi-Chi continue as he remained stoic and just listened.

As Bardock continued waiting Chi-Chi continued, "She's currently being overseen by the prince himself because of the Queen's decree but she needs more manual labor to help assemble everything because the rest of the company she is bringing isn't able to everything manually. So she would like some help and in return she'll allow your house to be the first ones to utilize and experimental gravity chamber. It could allow you to train more intensely than ever before. So you can have a premier training room that no other saiyan aside from the royal family can use all for yourself in exchange for a few days in setting up the facility you can have first access to it and can help advise her on future upgrades and test its viability and adaptability as a training device." Giving him a brief explanation she then looked at him for his reaction.

But like always trying to get Bardock to get emotional when it didn't involve his sons or his mate's lives was just a crap shoot. She waited patiently as there was a level of thinking going on inside the saiyans head.

Opportunities came like this rarely and Bardock simply smirked, "I will speak to this scientist of yours about her proposition."

Chi-Chi's eyes went wide and she was happy to know that he was in favor of it!

"Then again…" Bardock brought a hand to his chin, "A real saiyan doesn't require fancy tools to get stronger." And summarily sent Chi-Chi's heart down into her stomach, "You are an amusing creature." He chuckled making her head tilt slightly confused.

Never could she read Bardock, he was by far the most difficult of the household to get a proper line on what they were exactly ticked inside of his head. 'But then again neither could Nevah or Viv. Probably Gine is the only one who really knows him.'

But she should, afterall Gine was Bardock's mate.

"Get me in contact with this Bulma Briefs, I will discuss her proposition more thoroughly with her… and as in regards to you and Kakarot. You will accompany him for one purge mission and then upon your return depending on how satisfactory this gravity chamber is I will permit you to stay here." A grin spread over his face as his added a final stipulation. " If not I'll send you back out for several more months with Kakarot. Understood?"

[***]

The area was a small but loosely packed forest, reminding one of the group's occupants of her home on Earth save the ground being a miss colored red and orange. The trees were sparse but seemed to be flourishing. It felt like autumn but the heat to some of them felt like summer, others in the group felt it more like a cool day on Vegeta-sei. Landing beyond the orbital detectors which were designed to catch large spacecraft entering the planet not small humanoid carrying pods that would barely even register a blip on the planet's defensive systems.

So this allowed a small squad of saiyans to slip unnoticed. Their landing was not quiet, but it wasn't going to be raising any alarm bells as they were far enough away from any major population centers to not be seen let alone heard.

As the group disembarked the first few saiyans got to enjoy the 'beautiful' sights around them, though one in particular stood out.

"Would you look at that ass! Damn Bardock knows how to pick em." Boros whistled subtly to Sugesh who took the spandex view of a female woman bent over and committed it to memory. "So saiyan… man I wonder how much she services Raditz and Kakarot." Thumbing his bottom lip as he saw the woman stretch herself from the confines of a space pod. The view of her well rounded buttocks and toned thighs had two of the saiyan men ogling her. While Tora and Fasha were busy getting warmed up and Kakarot seemed unfazed standing right next to her.

Sugesh nodded in approval, "That old the scheming bastard at least sent us a cook and with those capsules she brought we can actually eat like kings when we get the chance to take a break. You know he actually said he gave her a whole hog to roast just like that first time we came over, I can't wait to have some of that again." Those were some good first impressions he had, and outright delicious as well

Salivating just at the thought of some proper cooked food while on a mission was such a tantalizing prospect. It was going to be hard fighting and good eating!

"Did Bardock say anything about," Boros voice dropping to a whisper, " extra services?" The not so subtle hint made Sugesh think.

"I know Bardock didn't say we could, but he also didn't say we couldn't," He thought aloud though part of his mind told him better. "but I don't think he'd appreciate us doing that with his caretaker. You know he got when we even joked around with Gine." Their leader's wrath was practically legendary. Probably something they could compare to the beatings he gave his children.

Boros lips dropped into a disappointed frown, "That's true, but I mean it's just a his caretaker not like were hurting him."

"Still she is like his pride, and you know how he feels about that." Sugesh added with a shrug and the two just released a grunt and wondered what was to com next.

Chi-Chi unaware of the conversation cracked her back as Kakarot pulled out a small gathering of capsules from his armor and handed two of them to her. Glaring at him slightly as she was not exactly happy to be here.

Clicking on his scouter the saiyan ignored the displeased, cramped, and irritable woman in front of him. "Check, systems all ears available?" Kakarot asked as the other members of the team punched their scouters on.

"Tora," "Fasha," "Sugesh," "The only real saiyan here." Came the last one to which Boros laughed at the rest as some just groaned with the poor attempt at humor.

"Alright i'm not going to beat this point too hard, you guys have done this longer than i've been alive." Kakarot said to which the group snickered.

"Damn right pup," Tora said with a smirk on his lips. "Which way you want this world purged we can focus on the main infrastructure and capital cities and send them into a panic and cause most people to flee to their fortified bases out of hope of respite or would you prefer the opposite?"

Kakarot thought about it, recalling what information he had been mentally suggested to him on the short week flight to this section of the galaxy. Basically giving him a full tutorial subconsciously and having his own mind recall that information as if it were his own.

It was mental conditioning, something all saiyans were given from birth to build their aggression, mental strength, and identify their own people while consumed under the effects of a lunar transformation. Afterall a saiyan team didn't want to have to deal with a rampaging infant with increased power and having to either cut of the child's tail or hit them really hard in the head.

"This world's military is fractured, there are several reigning powers and if we attack the bases that will only cause them to unify against a threat. If we blow up the civilian population we can send them scattering to their bases and create greater chaos as the sides won't know who is in favor of who. Unless anyone else has a suggestion?"

Kakarot did get one, but not from the saiyans in the group. "You could just not massacre the entire planet and ask them to leave before you murder men, women, and children for a quick buck." Chi-Chi said crossing her arms and glaring daggers at Kakarot. The son of Bardock covered his face and shook his head as the entire group burst into laughter.

"Damn she's funny too? Where do you find females like this she's a god damn gem!" Sugesh cackled holding his gut.

"That was actually amusing." Fasha giggled covering her mouth. "I'm glad we brought her along."

The other saiyans found her words humorous not knowing that she entirely meant every word she had just said to all of them. Missing the aggravated sigh that she released looking to Kakarot who gave her a shrug.

"Alright you know what to do, I'll set up a gathering point and have Chi-Chi secured there. I'll send a secure transmission through line Echo, Vector nine two dash seven three." Kakarot said with a tap of his scouter.

"Got it pup." Tora said blasting off with Fasha and Boros and Sugesh taking another direction and scattered outwards. The four distinct energy sources flashing on Kakarot's scouter as they quietly disappeared. Though it wouldn't be more than an hour until he began to hear the chaos being caused. He looked to Chi-Chi who had her arms crossed and looking away from him, anger was evident. "Why are you upset?"

Watching as the woman's hands rolled into knuckles and then sucked in a huge breath of air and then just unloaded a bellow filled with nothing but pure frustration into the air. It surprised Kakarot to see her act this way, he didn't quite understand what was the big deal. Why she even cared about this planet, it wasn't even hers, nor did she have some type of investment in it.

Remaining quiet as Chi-Chi turned back around to look at him, there was a new emotion he was seeing in her eyes. Anger, not annoyance or frustration. It was the real boiling emotion that he was more familiar in seeing in his father's eyes. Not the normal soft brown of his caretaker, yet that was all he got. He wasn't a psychic or a mind reader he didn't know what was causing this attitude.

"Are you going to tell me or what?"

"Hmph! Like you can't guess!" Chi-Chi snapped at him, "You came here to murder all of these innocent living beings for money and you want me to act like its no big deal? Haven't you heard me tell you several times that my world was put under this same scope?"

Kakarot raised an eyebrow at her, "I don't really recall." He knew Chi-Chi talked about her world being attacked, but purged? If that had been the case then she wouldn't probably be alive or would've been just traded by lucious to his father. She would've been a pure slave and with her looks he doubted her hours would've lasted before she was picked up as some form of nightly entertainment that was rampant across the galaxy.

"Unbelievable…" Chi-Chi grumbled, "Because my world was to be cleansed just like these people." Chi-Chi brought a hand to her face, "I don't want to see people die because of some other races greed, I lost my own family because of what your doing right now. The reason I'm your caretaker is because an alien race descended onto my world and annihilated a portion of the population until Capsulation tech was discovered. Then instead of slaughtering the rest of the planet people came to trade and gain access to its value. The only reason i'm here now is because of Bulma Briefs and her family, so I just simply Loathe what you and your father's team are about to do. Because these people don't deserve to be killed off because someone said so. A young girl doesn't need to find the bodies of her parents on the battlefield and come home to her entire home practically destroyed, turning their entire life upside down so that they might serve the people who perform the same barbaric tasks that they had to live through. So yes forgive me for being a little UPSET!" Chi-Chi shouted at him her face turning red as a whole host of bad memories quickly flooded back into her.

She had wanted to forget them, Chi-Chi didn't want to be affected by what had happened so long ago. But she was slowly brought back into it, time and time again. Fate refused to let her go, that she was going to be forced to remember those terrible days until her demise.

Seeing the real underlying emotion erupt from Chi-Chi Kakarot actually took a moment to look her over, 'I suppose there's some merit to that, but neither of us have that luxury right now to obey.'

"I know you're not happy with the situation, but this is what we do." He brought a hand up to scratch the top of his head and looked away from her. "It's little in terms of consideration is that this world requires a purge team because of how large it's military is and it's border on the fringes of the saiyan empire." Speaking about it left a bland taste in his mouth, he didn't enjoy just out killing weaker races like his father's purge team did. Although, 'They are just used to it by now', kakarot thought briefly. "Look let's just find a place to hide away and we can do this one job and then go back home."

Chi-Chi looked back towards Kakarot keeping her arms crossed over her chest. "Have you ever been so terrified that you couldn't imagine living through the next day? Or maybe finding that everything that you once ever loved is now gone and left to bake under the sun?"

Pausing he looked at her, "I have an inkling Chi-Chi. I was sent to purge a world when I was young like all young saiyan boys were. Back when I didn't know anything or anyone beyond the holographic projections to my subconscious I was all alone, cold, tired, and hungry. My mother didn't come to protect me, my father was in another galaxy. There was no one looking out for me, I had to survive all alone with only the ability to barely walk until the full moon rose upwards in that night time air. Where I became an Oozaru and was released from all of those fears. So I know a little how you feel, wondering where my parents were and why I was all alone on a world after being launched through space. Then I spent upwards of a month living off the land and Carrion I had created until my father came to retrieve me." He stopped speaking to look upwards into the air, both of his hands on his hips. "There are things that I can't imagine someone like you going through," He offered neutral look, "But don't think I'm my father or his team and look forward to this either."

Both parties looked at each other, one the caretaker and the other the son of the lord. Neither here by choice but by circumstance.

Chi-Chi decided to speak first, "I'm sorry then." She apologized tipping her head.

"It's alright," Kakarot didn't really feel she needed to apologize it wasn't like he was here to enjoy himself either. His father was pushing him to be more like him, to be some great elite saiyan planet purger and Chi-Chi was here for a mixture of reasons. Perhaps his old man wanted to remind her who was in charge but also expose her to the real world and how things operated beyond the walls of their home on Vegeta-sei. Who was to really say?

"Well let's find you a place to stay, we don't need you getting caught up in anything." Kakarot said offering his hand to Chi-Chi who just accepted the offer with her own hand and came closer to his side. Bringing an arm around her side he took off into the air in search a little place that she could set up a place for the team to gather.

As they began to gain altitude Chi-Chi could hear the faint explosions and flashes of light that trailed behind them. The show on the ground had just begun.

[***]

It was almost several hours later, Chi-Chi was silently preparing the food for the rest of Bardock's merry band. Their habitation was a capsule house, a small barracks style. It had several basic shower stalls with no curtains, and eight beds with the basic necessities. All of the food had been stored inside of another capsule for about five days of full meals for a saiyan, it might've been a month of rations for a human.

Kakarot was just outside stretching having been very clearly instructed not to leave Chi-Chi unguarded, but as he was just twenty feet from the capsule door. The doomed structure a slight relief from the usual space pods they would sleep in during missions, but thanks to the arrival of capsulation tech one could bring a home with them in their pocket.

Tapping the side of his scouter, Kakarot prepared to send another scheduled message when something almost exploded around him and it wasn't a ki attack or explosive weapon. He was covered in gore as if an entire living being was popped like a balloon. His face was showered in red blood and humanoid body parts. Scraps of yellow and green cloth flapped around like paper. "What the fuck!?" He shouted, spitting profusely and wiping at his face with the back of his hand to remove whatever the hell had just covered him.

His black eyes watching as several images of humanoid forms flashed around him. Then in the time it took him to blink ten forms appeared around him. Their humanoid shapes and lack of saiyan ones told Kakarot very quickly what was happening.

"Damn teleportation tech!" Kakarot growled as he lashed out before the beings noticed he was nearby. The planet's inhabitants had just warped directly onto his location. The humanoid beings that were quite similar to Chi-Chi and saiyan in appearance aside from being a few inches shorter and having varied skin tones and radically colored hair.

Several males were covered in green and yellow clothing. Padding covering their shoulders, hands feet and head. Military… Nothing said anything about them having the ability to warp themselves. Shows how inept the intelligence is on some alien species are. The planet was just filled with a sizeable military relying on heavy blaster technology. While not lethal to saiyan if they were hit, the place had hundreds of thousands of soldiers equipped along with a host of other problems.

Kakarot didn't hesitate using the momentary confusion his hand erupted in a ki blast turning one of the soldiers into a smoldering pile of ash before he had even the chance to see it coming.

"Saiyan! SAIYAN!" Another screamed in panic holding a large green rifle equipped to a backpack to supply it with a heavy amount of firepower. Seeing the brown furry tail, and clearly marked armor that belonged to the saiyan empire it only caused him to pull the trigger before drawing down on the alien in front of him.

His blasts were erratic spraying heated red bolts in the direction of his opponent. The charged rounds missed as they struck a civilian that had been transported with their group. The man's body exploded from the super heated rounds that caused the fluids in the body to heat to a superheated boil in a microsecond before exploding.

The soldier didn't care and just held the trigger down as Kakarot phased forwards and past his weapon and dropping a solid backwards kick. The shattering of his spine and his body violently jerking as he hit the ground from the devastating blow.

Whirling backwards on the other. Kakarot had to avoid another spray of hot plasma fired at him, his movements kicking up a heavy amount of dust and debris. Coming along the ground, his hand sliding through the dirt before swinging upwards and grabbing the blaster rifle from it's wielder.

Looking into the alien's eyes Kakarot took a small moment to pity it before slamming a fist into his face and snapping its neck. The world around Kakarot was quickly blinded by the dirt and dust he had kicked up in his rapid movements and intentional act on his part. As the remaining natives that ported around him did not share his heightened senses.

"Teleport us! Get us the hell out of here now!" A panicked female voice screamed in desperation. The nearly screeching tone only fueling the fear of the group that had been warped directly into a killing floor.

"Where the hell is Juro? He has the warp device!" Another called out coughing through the dirt.

Kakarot moved behind one, the last remaining soldier who was breathing so heavily and jerking all around he would have known where he was in total darkness. In a flash his hand wrapped around the unlucky man's neck and jerked him backwards. Only the clattering of his blaster rifle was what those could hear as the man's struggles were ended in a few short violent struggle filled seconds.

"Fuck! Fuck JURO START THE MACHINE!" The voice screamed again, the fear could be felt in the air as their eyes whipped all around unable to see the saiyan who moved through the dirt clouds and struck without a sound.

Raising both of his hands Kakarot unleashed a bright flash of light which turned the remaining 'former survivors' into dust.

Yet as Kakarot looked around for another target his sensitive ears heard the heavy clatter of a pot which echoed on the floor of the capsule house just inside. "Chi-Chi!" He shouted jumping at the door and nearly broke the door clean off as the saiyan looked inside of their living quarters.

Rolling on the ground was a once filled pot of soup, the contents having clattered on the ground and spilled out into the smooth tiled floor. Kakarot's eyes searched everyone frantically looking for the caretaker who had been inside working just minutes ago. But there was no sign of her…

His eyes did notice a small black scorch mark on the ground where a pair of feet were standing just near where the pot was rolling around. With a frustrated snort Kakarot wiped away the brownish liquid and saw another similar mark.

Hitting his scouter and nearly breaking it. "They took her! They have fucking Chi-Chi!"

A pair of lightly outlined feet stood exactly where he had wiped away the contents of the nights dinner before it was covered up again. "I want everyone looking for warp signatures the little bastards can teleport!"

"Eh what?" A voice replied over the line, "What the hell is wrong Kakarot?"

It was Boros and Kakarot hit his mic again. "The fuckers warped in here and took my father's caretaker god damit!" Kakarot quickly stormed out of the location his head beginning to spin in his own measured panic. Chi-Chi had been outright stolen from him, right under his damn nose! Shut up and focus! Just try and find one of the little bastards with another device and you can find her. They would've just killed her, not taken her hostage… I hope.

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