To the review: There is a definite possibility with any match ups. But I don't want to give away too much. As for Borgos/Bordos I'll go with your spelling for now. Anyone else care to tell me how it's spelled, please let me know.
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A Father's Fate
The story of Bardock
Bardock stood for a few moments, watching his crew leave in their pods. They all tried to protest, but his assurances finally convinced them to take their leave. Bardock pondered exactly what he was going to do. He didn't have so much a plan as he did an idea. Shrugging, he stepped into the crater where his pod waited for him.
Punching in the numbers, Bardock set the coordinates for Vegita. Now, I can try to take on Frieza, probably delay him, but I doubt I would stop him. I don't know if I can warn the people either. I have to try. That's all there is to it. He assured himself. His sweat dripped slowly down his face as the ship left the atmosphere.
As the timer slowly counted down before he would be entering the atmosphere, Bardock realized Frieza's giant ship was looming nearby, closing in on Vegita. Bardock considered for a moment, the brought his hand down on the emergency override button, stopping the pod, and killing its momentum.
"Now or never, Frieza!" Bardock shouted, opening his pod. Instantly the Vacuum grabbed him, and he had to struggle not to get flung into space. Lungs hurting, Bardock gathered energy and fired a blast straight at Frieza's engines. As the beam zeroed in, klaxons went off aboard the behemoth ship. The crew attempted to dodge, but the giant saucer was far to bulky to evade a quick attack.
As the beam struck, the ship veered off course, its propulsion skewed, the ship could not stop, and passed by Vegita. Of course the ruler of the universe could very well get off. Bardock watched his handiwork for a moment, then pulled himself back in his pod. His lungs were sore, eyes were bloodshot, and he was cold. But he did manage to buy Vegita a few precious moments, if not more.
Bardock was entering the landing codes long before the ship was refilled with oxygen. As he entered the atmosphere, he didn't bother attempting to land the pod with the computer's slow calculations. He merely let it crash into a building. He popped the door open and ran through the door that stood in his way. Looking around, he realized he was in a bar.
"People!" Bardock tried to shout over the crowd, but to no avail. Everyone just looked past him, or laughed at him.
"Bardock, have you lost your mind?" "You crazy warriors!" were the calls he heard, but he didn't stop. Powering up, he fired a blast at the ceiling, wrenching loose parts of a light.
"People you've got to listen! Frieza is coming to kill us all! We have to fight him!" Bardock shouted, not surprised that almost everyone laughed.
"Too much time in the rejuvenation tank, eh? Well, shut up. We are just trying to have a good time." The bartender admonished.
"Come on people! Don't you ever think about it? He is afraid that we will rise up!" He continued, undaunted.
"We have a good life, we don't want to rise up. Now, why don't you sit down? I'll buy you a beer, okay buddy?" someone in the corner said.
"Frieza is coming! Listen." Bardock said, toying with his scouter. "Control station, where is Frieza's ship?"
"Just about here, why? He said no visitors. He plans on bringing a party." the response came immediately. People around the bar looked slightly miffed, but most just shrugged it off.
"Bardock! We believe you!" A group of warriors said.
"Come on, we have to go. He plans on blowing up the whole planet." Bardock barked, running up the stairs. "Meet me at the space platform, number twelve, you have thirty seconds. Everyone else, good luck." He said without a back glance. As he reached the floor where his pod had crashed, his scouter clicked on. A power level of over five hundred thousand was near.
Frieza. Damn it! I need more time. Bardock thought as he lifted his pod. He set it down on a balcony and climbed in. He set the course for platform twelve. The ship sputtered once then took off, towards the station. After a very short flight the pod landed, much more gently than before. As he got out of the pod, the four warriors from the bar ran up to him. Two women, and two men.
"Bardock, where are we going? How are we going to stop Frieza?" One of the men asked.
"We can't stop him, he's already here." As he said it, everyone's scouters clicked on. "We are going to Jidur with my crew. There, we will at least have time to plan our counter attack. Everyone get going, use these algorithms to get there, don't use the navicomputer. I'll be right behind you!" Bardock said, looking skyward. His senses told him to move, but he had one more thing to do.
Toying with his scouter again, he raised a station to the information station. "This is Bardock, warrior, class C. I need information on my sons, Raditz and Kakarrotto. And hurry please." Bardock pleaded.
"Bardock, one of your sons, Kakarrotto was sent to a planet, denoted as "Earth". Your other son, Raditz, is with the Prince. His scouter frequency is 144.427 Hz." was the response he heard.
"Thanks. Get off the planet, warn everyone Frieza is going to destroy it! I am not joking!" Bardock shouted, turning off his scouter. He hopped back into his pod and punched in his destination algorithm, only to find his jump jets have been severely damaged. You have got to be kidding me! I only have like five more seconds and this happens. Et tu fate? Bardock thought grimly.
Stepping out of his pod, Bardock picked it up and hurled it in the air with all his might. Just as it reached the apex of the throw, he jumped in, and hit the accelerator button. The ship stalled for only a second, then blasted away from Vegita. As Bardock watched the monitor of Vegita, he saw a giant red ball growing. He noticed the damaged ship under the ball, and a royal pod underneath it.
On further magnification, Bardock saw Frieza holding the orb and laughing insanely. Bardock realized that none of the Saiyans outside the four from the bar were going to do anything about it. Why didn't they listen? Frieza is an evil madman, but if someone says he's going to kill you all, nobody listens. They don't deserve that! Frieza, I swear one day, you will die by my hand."
As soon as the ship filled with a thicker gas, a sleeping formula, Bardock drifted into a dream. He felt himself drift, he knew it was a dream, but it felt incredibly real. Slowly turning his head, everything around him felt like it was in slow motion. As he drifted, he moved past planets, satellites, and stars. Nothing look familiar to him, and he had traveled a large part of the North Quadrant. Everything seemed slightly dark, like a thin sheet covered it all.
Suddenly his mind reeled and he was standing in front of three people, all wearing battle armor and capes. There was a very tall man with horns on his head, and two smaller people with orbs on their bodies. The three of them were standing over the broken bodies of countless people. Out of the corner of his eye, Bardock saw Toma, blood leaking from his mouth. Near him lie Borgos, and slightly further away was Fasha, blood soaked her clothes, her non battle clothes. Near her, there was a towel, with something moving near her.
A baby! Bardock realized. It must have been Fasha's. That explained her non battle clothing, she must have just given birth. As Bardock was musing, the baby was wriggling. The shortest of the three men walked up to the baby.
"One final Saiyan. Then it's all over." The voice was hauntingly familiar. The figure bent, laughing. Frieza! Bardock surmised. Frieza picked up the baby, and moved the towel. The babies hair popped out, in a very familiar fashion.
"My son!" Bardock said aloud. Shock stopped him doing anything. The baby looked over and smiled at Bardock.
"No!" Bardock said, sitting upright in his chair. "A dream...it was only a dream." He had to reassure himself. As he looked at the navicomputer, he realized he was still a few hours out from Jidur. Sitting back, he had his monitor focus on Vegita. There sat millions of pieces of debris, bits of buildings, perhaps a few people that didn't die in the explosion, but he didn't want to look anymore. Instead he focused on the ship just sitting there.
"Ha! So I did enough damage to stop him in his tracks. At least we have time to heal and then leave, before anymore problems arise." He narrated his thoughts. With that, he leaned his head back and promptly fell back asleep. This time, no dreams.
"Five minutes from destination. Please be aware that landing sequence cannot be initiated. Internal error 4-0-5." a voice seemed to interject directly into Bardock's ear. Opening his eyes, Bardock saw a planet loom closer. The green planet had a manmade ring around it.
"Bardock, we are at platform five, stations eight through seven through fifteen our for us." an unbidden voice said. After a moment, Bardock realized it was Borgos' voice. He typed the command for station fifteen on platform five. After a minute, he remembered his ship can't land. As seconds ticked by, he entered the shuttle bay and waited for the gantry to close. As it did, Bardock opened his shuttle and leapt from it, turning in time to catch it in his hand. As he did so, the momentum pushed him to the landing station.
Righting himself just before he crashed, he brought the pod down, and set it on the ring designated number fifteen. Immidiately after he set the pod down, his crew showed up, around the corner. Toma smiled, and Fasha ran up and hugged hm, nearly knocking him over. He hugged her back and looked at the other four members. Turning, he set Fasha on her feet and nodded to Toma and Borgos.
"Hey guys. And hello to you four as well. Fasha, Toma, Borgos, I have bad news. Frieza destroyed Vegita about five hours ago. There was nothing I could do. Nobody would believe me except these four. I don't mean to sound ungrateful. I did what I could, I damaged Frieza's ship to the point of needing repair, so he won't be here for at least five hours, assuming it's already fixed."
"Bardock! That's awful!" Fasha cried.
"That bastard will pay!" Borgos said.
"He will die. Don't worry." Toma spoke.
"Bardock. We would like to formally thank you. My name is Toi Ze. On behalf of the Ze family, I thank you. This is my sister." The tallest man said, denoting the smallest woman.
"I am Matra Ze. Thank you Bardock." the woman said, bowing slightly.
"And I am Jubei, and this is my husband Jorbei." The other woman said "Thanks for the warning. We want to help you, but first we have to find our children, who were not on Vegita. I will contact you in three days. Goodbye Bardock.." Jubei said, walking away.
"Wait! Damn it." Bardock muttered. "Well, I want to spend a short time searching the area, find out what you can about a resistance, see if there is one. If not, lets set one in motion. I don't want to stay here too long."
"Bardock, I think we should at least stay one night. I'll look for some lodgings." Toma said. Borgos nodded and followed him. Bardock sighed and put his hand on the back of his head.
"I think we will head to the nearest and shadiest tavern, see if we come across anybody that's against Frieza." Toi said. He walked away from Bardock, waving over his shoulder. As Matra turned, she bowed a final time to Bardock and jogged up to her brother.
"Well, lets find out what the population's like." Bardock said, looking into Fasha's face. She nodded happily as they walked away. Bardock clicked his scouter once, checking the power levels around him. Nothing he couldn't handle with ease.
The city sprawled around them, giant towers loomed everywhere. People lived in small apartments along the spires. The top floors were all landing pads, each denoted with numbers, ranging from one to thirty. Above the spires were docking stations for larger ships, such as Frieza's. The tower they were on had several doors and elevators. The populace walked by, unawares of the troubles the Saiyans brought.
"These people aren't warriors, Bardock. I don't see any guards, so they probably haven't even tried to fight back. That means there probably won't be an underground movement." Fasha said, looking around, feeling slightly distraught. "Sir, hi, excuse me. How are things around here, we're visitors, and we're taking a poll. How would you rate your ruler?"
"Huh? Oh, yeah, sure. I guess out of ten I would rate him a five, I don't know a whole lot about him, but he doesn't bother us. So I guess I'm not such a good candidate. Sorry, I have to go. Bye now." a random man said, in what appeared to be a work attire.
"Well, at least he doesn't oppress them. Bardock, they don't care either way. We won't find help here. I guess we should find some place to eat, eh?" Fasha smiled. Bardock nodded and they walked around the top tier of the spire, slowly going down. Eventually they came to what looked like a small, family owned restaurant. As they sat down, the scouters clicked on and a message came through.
"Bardock, Fasha, we found a place to stay, platform three, section one. We'll tell the others. Meet us here in a little bit. We'll divide up the rooms then." Toma's voice was heard. Bardock laughed, and Fasha looked down.
"Perfect timing, eh? Ha. Well, let's eat first. I'm famished." Bardock said, smiling.
"Yeah, me too." she said. They greedily ordered a near buffet of food. The other patrons gave a second glance, but courteously looked back. Bardock finished first and got up and walked around a bit. When he got back, he noticed Fasha had ordered them desert. Bardock sat down and they happily enjoyed their ice cream platter. After a few moments, the two got up and walked towards the room.
"You two stop right there!" someone shouted. Bardock looked up to see a man in battle armor rushing after them. Bardock and Fasha ran forward and around a corner. As the man following them turned, Fasha had her fist waiting. The "soldier" ran headlong into her fist. As he fell backwards, Bardock grabbed him and brought him in an alley, out of public view.
"What do you want with us?" Bardock growled, mere inches from the man's face.
"Lord Frieza has deemed you guilty of being weak and wants you dead." The man said smugly.
"So you're one of Frieza's goons? Fine then." Fasha said, punching the man in the face, knocking him out. She grabbed a trash can and put the man inside of it. As she closed the lid, her and Bardock took off towards their rooms. As they arrived, Borgos opened the door and they barreled through.
"We have to get out of here, right now! Frieza's men know we are here and we have to leave. No arguments. We'll head for Tanzia. Stay for a day, then head out. We have to lay low for a while." Bardock said, his tone commanding authority.
"I agree, even though it's not in our nature to run. We have to be smart about this. We'll talk more on Tanzia, but I think an inner rim planet, where they won't expect us." Fasha agreed. The group nodded and walked quickly back to their ships, not wanting to create a disturbance.
As they filed in, they heard a cry, and someone yell about a trash can. Bardock grinned for a second and climbed into the pod, punching in the coordinates for Tanzia. As the door closed, Bardock looked at his crew and gave a thumbs up. The ships careened towards the closed gates. As the Saiyans neared the gate, Bardock opened his hatch and blasted the gate off the locks. As he sat back down, Bardock realized that his ship was fixed. He was able to take off again, without any problems.
I am defiantly going to have to ditch this pod after we land. I don't think we should even wait that long. Frieza could follow us all the way there if this ship is bugged. Maybe I should just break away and let the crew go off alone. I had better tell them. Bardock thought.
"Guys I think my ship is bugged, I'm going to break off, I'll try to meet you at Tanzia." Bardock grimly said.
"Bardock, no!" he heard several times.
"I have an idea. At the next station, you ditch your pod and hop in mine with me. I don't take up much room, plus there will be very little distraction." Fasha said.
"Well, what choice do I have? Hopefully there will just be another pod nearby, no offense. But time is of the essence, so set down next chance you get." Bardock eventually concurred.
"Hahaha! Puny Saiyans. I am watching your every move. You will suffer for my humiliation on my greatest hour!" a tiny voice said, its tone evil. Frieza turned away from his view screen. His henchmen cowered around him, especially after he killed his own bridge crew for the Saiyan's attack.
Some day, Frieza. You will be destroyed. All of us will rise up. Some day. A lowly henchman thought. Allowing a trace of a smile to cross his lips. Soon