Prologue part 3- Exodus
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Bardock arose with a massive headache, that Saiyan swill really packed a punch. He rolled over to find the naked whore still laying in his bed, it was dangerous for her to leave first. She could be accused of stealing something and killed for it. He pushed her out the bed towards her clothes, "Go Woman! Get out!"
After a brief shower, he went to meet Tora. Today was the day of his coronation and the first day to prepare for evacuating the planet, it was going to be busy. Bardock stepped out of the King's room wearing his traditional battle armor until Tora stopped him.
"Where the hell do you think you're going?"
"To greet the idiots Tora," Bardock replied.
"You gotta change into something else. Here, I had the servants working all night on it." Tora handed Bardock a new suit of Saiyan armor, one that was fit for a king. The armor was made out of the finest material, extremely light and flexible. It was modeled directly after Vegeta's, but there was no royal insignia and instead of red the cape was now green. The shoulder pads and boots were trimmed with gold and there was even a belt for his tail which was also solid gold. "Now this is more like it."
Raditz met his father, Tora and the other close allies in the foyer as they prepared to face the crowd of enthusiastic Saiyans. Everyone was wearing new armor to denote their importance, the servants really had a late night. Raditz's armor was also a work of art. It was built just like father's with black as the primary color and no cape, but the gold was still shining on his also.
Fasha and Borgos pushed open the door leading from the palace to reveal a large crowd of cheering Saiyans anxious to meet their new king. When Bardock stepped forward, everyone got on one knee. This was their act of swearing loyalty to the new king.
"Why is this crowd smaller than it should be?" Raditz whispered to his father's best friend.
"The elites truly loyal to Vegeta are already planning to flee and rescue his son from Frieza. The bastards," Tora answered.
"What? Let's kill them now before they leave," Raditz whispered back.
"Relax, my prince. I already have a plan for that," Tora's grin grew even larger.
Bardock was a uncultured king, it was evident in his speech and mannerisms but he defeated Vegeta and Saiyans follow strength.
"Listen, tomorrow we'll begin planning space pods to leave. That bastard Frieza is coming here to kill us and blow up the planet. Now, we can't beat Frieza yet but give me some time and I will become a Super Saiyan. Then I'll kill him and we'll rule the galaxy." The last part of his speech was ,etc with resounding applause.
"Once I kill Frieza, we will return to our home and rule! Everyone must leave, take your family and spread far around the galaxy. We must do this to preserve the Saiyan race, while you're gone train hard and kill harder!"
More cheers of applause.
"Now tonight is my banquet here in the palace, but tonight we all drink and eat like kings. I've instructed my servants to bring food and drink to every home on the planet! Today begins a new day for Saiyans everywhere!!"
'Goddamn, maybe I'm not so bad at this after all,' Bardock thought as he walked back inside leaving the roaring crowds of Saiyans behind him.
That night Bardock made good on his promises as large portions of food and drink went out to family on the planet. Part of his low class upbringing came an understanding that so many of these families were hungry and in addition t that, they were leaving in days. It made no sense to keep the royal stockpile full of food when they were abandoning the planet.
The servants finished setting up the grand banquet, food from all over the galaxy was represented here. Ridiculously large portions of it too, they were feeding a crowd of hungry Saiyan elites. The table for the banquet ran around 25 meters long and end to end was covered with delicious meats. There were goblets as tall as humans, containing a saiyan's favorite drink. The Royal Banquet of Bardock was easily the place to be. There were about 50 warriors invited to share dinner with the king, all of them were elites and they arrived for the show. Bardock finished putting on his regal armor while waiting for his son to join him. The younger Saiyan walked in, now the official Crown Prince of their race and the heir to the throne. "Father, you ready?"
Bardock took another swig of his drink, "Lets get this shit over with. I'm ready to eat."
Tora has really outdone himself, as Bardock as Raditz entered the dining hall the elite warriors were already seated. They began to clap as Bardock entered, he quickly walked to the head of the table and motioned for them to sit. At the head part of the table was Raditz, Tora, Fasha, and Borgos. Bardock could sense actual reverence in the room, he earned his win over Vegeta and that caused some of the previously rude elites to respect him. Tora stood up, "Thank you all for coming to pay respect to the new King, King Bardock!"
The room erupted in applause.
"There are a few people I'd like to thank especially before we eat so let me do that now. If I call your name, please come to the front before the king."
Tora began to rattle off a list 10 names, the men and women followed directions and rose to stand before the king. As they bowed, Bardock noticed a smirk across Tora's face. Tora gave a quick signal, so discreet that only people who knew the intent caught it. In the next instant, 10 death beams flew across the room piercing holes in half of the warriors standing before the king. They fell lifelessly to Bardock's feet. Tora had planned this from the moment he raised Bardock's hand triumphantly, immediately recognizing which elites did show reverence. Instead of using normal servants, he snuck in 10 low class soldiers who'd been friends of he and Bardock and planned the murder of the disloyal men.
Everyone's jaws dropped, while Bardock laughed loudly. It was customary that Saiyans didn't wear their scouters to a formal dinner, no could have seen this outcome. Tora turned back to the group of Saiyans already seated at the table, "Stand and pledge your loyalty to King Bardock, to both his sons and to the Crown." The warriors did just that, impressed by the display of power exercised by the king's right hand.
The 10 lower class warriors took the seats of the men they just killed and joined the ranks of the elites. Bardock signaled for everyone to eat and drink, Tora had secured the loyalty of everyone in the room. The King smiled, "I almost forgot just how violent Saiyans were."
"There's one more thing I need to do," Tora whispered back. "No one will intervene with your reign. You'll kill Frieza and come back, every knee shall bow."
The dinner continued without another violent interruption from Tora or Bardock. Women came and danced for the drunk warriors as the ate and laughed throughout the whole night. Towards the end of the night, Tora grabbed Raditz, Borgos and a few other warriors he trusted as they snuck out the back door. "Where are we going?" Raditz asked.
Tora smiled again,"We've got some people to teach a lesson to." Tora was carrying a large bag with him as he guided them over to the military field. When they reached the area where space pods were kept, he began counting. 1-2-3-4. "We've got four deserters," Tora said. Knowing exactly where they'd launch from the group silently and quickly headed over there. Tora led his group to the ground and approached the four deserting Saiyans, "Going somewhere?"
"Tora, what are you doing here?" One of the men responded angrily.
"I'm taking care of traitors, you will not make it off this planet alive!"
He signaled for his team to attack pressing the numbers advantage. After a short battle, the king's team won. Raditz himself proved his worth in the battle earning respect from more of his father's men. Tora reached inside his bag and removed several sets of large, metal handcuffs. Everyone recognized what these were, energy draining restraints. Forcefully, he placed them on the criminals which essentially rendered their power levels as low as possible. "Carry their bodies and tie them to the top of the palace, they can stay there and starve,"he ordered. Now, the business was taken care of.
2 days later
Bardock and his team finished their preparations for leaving the planet, everything they would need for a galactic trip was ready. They stored everything on Vegeta's flagship, there was no time to build Bardock his own. Throughout the day every Saiyan was packing up and preparing for their destinations with their scouters in tow to help them find planets with weaker populations. They all had their orders to avoid planets under Frieza's control and once they heard news of the demon's demise they could return home. Many Saiyans were thankful for the warning Bardock provided, it meant they could live.
Bardock boarded the ship where his friends and his crew was waiting. He was bringing many people with him, knowing it was a risk of Frieza finding them more easily. Aboard he had his chefs, maintenance man, pilot, and doctors.
"Set the course for Earth!"
"Right away sir!"
The spaceship punched off and rocketed through the air, a long trip ahead.
Frieza arrived at planet Vegeta in his massive spaceship. "Zarbon?"
The pale green alien ran to his master's side. "Didn't I order every monkey to return here to this miserable planet?"
"Yes, my lord," Zarbon replied.
"Then why are my scouters picking up almost no life forms! Take a pod and check it out!"
"Right away!"
Zarbon got into a space pod and took it to the Saiyan planet, crashing hard on the surface creating a large crater. Frieza was absolutely right, there was no Saiyan life remaining on this planet. It appeared as if they left like thieves in the night, just gone. Zarbon wandered around the planet until he arrived at the palace, it was nearly demolished. His scouter registered a few very low power levels at the top of the palace, so he levitated himself towards them. There he found 4 Saiyans tied to the roof dying of starvation and dehydration.
"Lord Zarbon," one of them said weakly.
"What the hell happened here?"
The Saiyans told Frieza's right hand the entire story of Bardock's rebellion and the evacuation. "Thanks for the information," Zarbon levitated himself again to leave.
"Aren't you going to rescue us?"
"Why, I have no use for weak monkeys. Goodbye," Zarbon laughed as he returned to Frieza's spaceship.
After giving his report the galactic emperor, Frieza said only "Fetch me Vegeta. We're going monkey hunting."
Bardock's ship approached Earth quickly, piercing its white hot atmosphere. The pilot found a large clearing to land the Saiyan warship. The Saiyans couldn't help but notice the greenery of the planet and the abundance of water, it was very different than their home. As soon as they stepped off the ship, the first things the Saiyans noticed was the weak gravity of this place. Raditz used his scouter to look for power levels, "This planet is full of weaklings. Kakarot could have killed everyone by now," Raditz laughed.
"Stop playing, use that to search for your brother."
Raditz pressed a button on the side of his scouter several times, at last he spoke "I think I found him." Raditz led the way as Bardock, Tora, and Borgos followed him to Kakarot.
They arrived at small hut on an island in the middle of a large ocean. Inside they saw a baby boy, a special baby boy. This child had Bardock's exact hair and a tail to match. The little boy was being fed by an elderly man, bent over from the weariness of age. "Someone found Kakarot, let's go."
Bardock knocked loudly on the door. The elderly man left the grumpy baby alone in a high chair as he went to answer the door. He opened the door to see four large, muscular people standing in front of him. "Oh you must be the boy's father. My name is Gohan, please come in."
Bardock was instantly surprised by the old man's demeanor, but I guess it could be expected since he was such a weakling. He gestured for his friends to wait outside as he and Raditz entered.
Gohan walked back to the kitchen to find Kakarot out of his seat, lifting up the entire refrigerator looking for more food. Both Raditz and Bardock laughed at this sight, he was a Saiyan alright. Raditz stepped forward, setting down the refrigerator and lifting his brother up.
Gohan laughed, "He's a great boy. Incredibly strong and fussy. But a great kid."
"My name is Bardock, I am the king of a race called the Saiyan warriors. Thank you for feeding my son, I'll be taking him with me now."
"Of course," Gohan replied.
The king exited the small hut with his two princes in tow. "Let's go," He said.
"Bardock wait," Tora interrupted. "Maybe we should leave Kakarot."
"What?? Are you crazy, leave my brother here with these weaklings?" Raditz was indignant at the mere suggestion of it.
"Tora, are you still drunk?" Bardock replied.
"Hear me out. Frieza is looking for us, he'll be hunting down Saiyans in every corner of the galaxy. What if he finds us before you reach Super Saiyan? Then what?" Tora took Bardock's silence as a sign to keep talking. "Your whole line will end. Frieza will never find Kakarot here, it's the only planet with in the whole system. Kakarot can be safe until it's time to return for him."
"You want me to leave my son? Alone? On this planet of weaklings," Bardock was growing frustrated at this point.
"No, not alone. One of us can stay, to watch over him. Make sure he learns how to fight. At least until you've killed Frieza." Tora pushed his point even further, "let that old man raise him and Borgos can watch over Kakarot. You've got to keep the boy alive."
"Father, you can't seriously be considering this." Raditz was outraged, his baby brother being left on this planet of weaklings, he'd never become a true warrior. Normally, Bardock would have punched Tora and kept moving., but he had a feeling. A similar feeling to the premonition of Frieza wiping out their race. He couldn't pinpoint it, but he knew Kakarot was destined to be great and Earth was critical to his growth. He'd had the vision on his way to this planet, that removing Kakarot would be a mistake.
"Fine, the boy stays. Borgos you will stay here with him."
"Father-"
"Enough Raditz,"Bardock's voice escalated. "I've made my decision, Kakarot shall remain here until I come back for him. Let's go back to the old man."
Knocking again, Gohan let them in. Bardock briefly explained the situation they were in and laid out his requirements. "His name is Kakarot, it will remain Kakarot. Be careful of full moons, he keeps his tail. Also, do not let him mate with a woman of this planet. I will have someone for him when I return. This is Borgos, he will watch over him. He must receive training in martial arts. I'll be back as soon as I can."
"Wait, you're leaving your son here?" Gohan asked pointedly, he was scared by the Saiyans but really confused.
"Is there a problem, weakling? You will raise him or you will die!" Bardock roared at the old master.
Gohan was left with no choice other than to raise this alien baby dropped at his door step.
"I understand," Gohan sighed.
"Kakarot I shall return," Bardock said as he left his son in a stranger's home. It wasn't that the King was emotional about leaving his son, he would be alive and safe from Frieza's wrath.
Leaving Borgos to his fate on the planet Earth, Bardock's spaceship launched its engines and exploded through the vast expanse of outer space. Bardock would begin the process of training for his showdown with Frieza.
About a year later, Borgos betrayed Bardock by leaving Earth for a brief vacation outside of the Milky Way. Borgos was killed by Zarbon at a bar far away from Earth. Leaving the young Saiyan prince abandoned on Earth.
From here we time skip through the events of Dragonball to the beginning of DBZ. Kakarot goes through everything except marrying Chi-Chi and Gohan's birth.
A/N: Gohan will exist however, I'm delaying his birth for very specific reasons. He will be different than Chi-Chi's son however.
