I do not own DBZ.
A/N I am very sorry for the late update. I am pleased with this chapter though, so perhaps the wait was worth it.
A Father's Fate
The Story of Bardock
Numbers flooded across a massive screen at the end of a room. All the workstations in the room pointed towards the screen. The most prominent desk, the largest in the room, began to tremble after a few seconds. White power crackled and shattered a table in front of the desk.
"Damn those dissident fools!" a throaty voice growled. The perpetrator stared at the screen for a few more moments before standing abruptly, pushing his chair across the room. The man briskly walked through the door in a huff.
"The Captain's pissed, guys. The news can wait," a young blue man said, rubbing green top of his head. The younger man turned to the screen and turned it off. He then turned to the desk and began repairing it. Everyone else in the room looked on for a second then a young purple man with horns strode up to the main desk and sat in the chair.
"Ginyu, quit screwing around. You're going to get us in trouble,"
"Shush. One day I will be a commander," said Ginyu. Everyone in the chamber had a good laugh before returning to work.
"Milord, there's been numerous military casualties in the past twelve hours. On a prison world, about two days travel from the Outpost," the 'Captain' said.
"Hmm, were there any Saiyans on lockup?" Frieza asked.
"Yes lord. There were numerous. I'll have their current status brought up,"
"Do that,"
Bardock floated lazily overhead, watching the scene on the ground below. It appeared as though somebody was robbing three people. The burglar walked up to the closest person to him and grabbed something out of his hand. He followed the same procedure with everyone there. After he got the last item, the brigand took off running. Bardock watched him weave through back roads and hidden paths.
"You know, he probably needed the money. I doubt he did it because of greed," the Saiyan surmised.
"Perhaps, but then again, he could do it for the thrill, or some other stupid reason," Matra interjected.
"Yeah, but there is no way to know,"
"Bardock, I know what you're thinking. Listen, Frieza is evil, ya? And we are going to take him out. Simple, now stop worrying about it,"
"Ha, you're right, I know. Why are we here anyway?" Bardock asked, floating to a nearby building. He surveyed what he could see in a few quick glances. He was on a very populous planet, buildings and people everywhere. A few demolished buildings in the distance was all that shared any vision of war.
"It's so full of people we probably won't be noticed by anyone important. Plus, we have to wait for Jubei, right?"
"I suppose. I'm so bored. I think I'm going to go exploring, perhaps find some normal clothing, to blend in,"
The crew of the harbinger sat in the dining room, all of them at a table in the middle. The sound of talking and joking echoed off the walls whilst at the bridge of the ship lit up. Chichumi's station turned on and began a diagnostic. After a few seconds, a voice came through the speakers, barely audible. After a few queries, the station powered down. A moment later, Chichumi's scouter turned on secretly.
"One second, let me send this to a station," Chichumi spoke up abruptly. Everyone around him turned in confusion. The man smiled and winked as he pressed a few buttons on his scouter, turning on a nearby monitor. Frieza's image appeared instantly.
For a few seconds everyone gaped, including Frieza. Chichumi walked up to the screen, still smiling. Nobody moved for quite some time, concentrating on what they saw.
"Frieza, know the face of your enemy. Know the writers of your fall. Recognize the author of your doom!" Chichumi hooted.
"So, you monkeys have found my inside man, huh? It's of little importance. We will probably never meet face to face," Frieza smiled.
"You snake! We'll crush you and your army!" Fasha yelled.
"Over time you weaken in power. You may have destroyed one planet, but most of the people there were loyal! You had the forethought to take out anyone that could have been a threat? Ha! You foul bastard!" Borgos growled.
Chichumi walked up to the monitor and turned it off. Everyone looked at him for a few seconds, eyeing him carefully.
"Don't worry, he thinks we are on the other side of the system. I made it so that he couldn't reach my station without going through countless signal bouncers," he said, hoping to deter any thoughts of treason.
"But still, we can't show our faces, any guard will be on the lookout for us now," Roerce said, looking on in an attempt to remain calm.
"So what? We are in a war! We can't slink in the shadows forever, and now our enemy knows us. Knows that we aren't afraid of his legions," Chuu said.
"There's a difference between of brave and foolhardy, boy," Toi growled.
"Excuse me, sir. I'm afraid I need you to come with us," a man in a suit said, gesturing towards a group of people in suits as well.
"Did I do something wrong?" Bardock asked.
"Oh, no sir, we just need to ask you some questions. It won't take long," the guy said, guiding Bardock out of the store and into a large concrete room. In the center of the room appeared to be blood that was cleaned up.
Bardock grinned slightly at the room for a second then quickly began to tremble. The men in suits walked Bardock to the center of the room and took up a position around him.
"Fancy armor, where'd you get it?" one of the men asked.
"I got in an armory, friend,"
"Not even going to deny that it's Saiyan armor?"
"Would it have done any good?"
"No, but it makes our job more fun,"
"Oh, I'll make sure this is lots of fun," Bardock grinned, jumping backwards over the man behind him. Everyone kept their eyes on him, each one of the men stepping into a fighting stance. As Bardock prepared to attack, the man in the front put his hands together and poured power outward.
As the orb finished, its purple reflection of the world spinning slowly. The warrior reached to the side of the orb and placed his hand on it. A second later, he slowly removed his hand, but he was holding something as well. As he continued to pull, the object he held grew. After a minute, a handle was fully pronounced and a hilt followed suit. After a second, a huge blade appeared from the orb. As the sword was removed, the sphere shrunk. When the blade was pulled free, the orb disappeared.
Bardock gaped for a few seconds then quickly jumped forward, spinning past the man with the sword, straight for the person behind him. As Bardock reached him, he kicked the warrior in the face, knocking him into the ceiling. Spinning quickly, Bardock grabbed another warrior by his sleeve and spun him into the man with a sword.
The battled quickened in pace as the three that hadn't entered combat before rushed forward at the Saiyan. Bardock reacted as fast as he could, taking a step towards the middle attacker and ducking low. The man rushed forward to find himself caught on Bardock's fist.
Bardock flipped backwards, bringing his foot up, slamming into the jaw of the warrior he punched. Bardock planted his hand firmly and pushed off, kicking the sword wielding person in the face with both feet. The other two men Bardock attack rushed forward, grabbing each of Bardock's arms.
The Saiyan grabbed each arm that was holding him and attempted to bring his arms together. After a quick second of struggling, he stopped. As he let go of the enemies' wrists, they each began kicking him in the back. Bardock pushed upward with all the might his legs could conjure, but he looked down to find two more warriors holding his legs.
The only armed person in the room rose to his feet, sword dragging on the ground. Bardock watched as the huge blade slowly rose to his chest level. Powering up quickly, Bardock fired a bolt of ki into each of the men on his arms. As they blasted backwards, the free man rushed forward, sword ahead of him.
At seemingly the last instant, Bardock ducked. The blade cut through the air fast enough for Bardock to feel the wind. Slamming his fist upward, the Saiyan knocked the sword into the air, out of the warriors grasp.
The three men that weren't holding Bardock prepared a ki attack. Bardock flipped backwards, bringing both men with him. As he touched the ground with his hands, he pushed, spiraling towards the ceiling. Both men were flung away from him as his feet hit the ceiling.
Bardock grinned and ripped the sword out of the ceiling, quickly examining it. Not even a dent! I hit it very hard. Without another second to think, Bardock kicked off the roof as hard as he could. The ceiling above him exploded in a small area, sending debris into the sky. The Saiyan warrior flew at the three men with exceptional speed.
At about one meter away, all three of the people in suits fired their blasts. Bardock held the sword in front of him, blocking the attacks with the wide blade. He gaped in wonder as the blade glowed faintly and then a superficial crack appeared. As the white light died down, the blade remained.
Leaping forward, sword behind him, Bardock landed near the closest man and brought the blade across him. For a second the two were staring each other in the face, both faces looking on evenly. Immediately after their eyes met, the man slid in half, his legs falling to their knees, his upper body simply falling.
Turning, Bardock faced the other four men in suits. Each of them looking on in shock as blood dripped from the desecrated weapon. Bardock looked down at the sword, watching the glow dissipate.
"He killed the Captain!" one of the men said.
"Who are you guys?" Bardock asked evenly.
"Well, we were a section of Frieza's Tactical Elimination Team. The TET is what's behind the scenes,"
"And let me guess, anyone who encounters you guys dies, right? What a joke," Bardock said, rushing forward. The TET fired a blast altogether, creating a dark brown color as the beam flew at Bardock. The Saiyan raised the sword, blocking the beam. This time however, as the glow came back, the cracks on the blade increased. Bardock watched as the sword's glow changed from golden to red.
When the beam died down, the sword cracked, sending fragments in every direction. Bardock was hit in the shoulder with a large piece, and fragments peppered him. Shielding his face, Bardock lowered his arm. Across the room one of the TET members slid down the wall, blood behind him.
Bardock got to his feet, feeling the open wound on his shoulder. Without looking he pulled the blade fragment out. As he grimaced, the other people in the room turned, as if to run.
"Stop, or I will kill you," Bardock commanded. Immediately the three stopped. "You know the price for failure. You know what Frieza will do to you. I'm offering to let you go freely, on the condition you tell me the name of that technique,"
"Yes, that's the Spirit Weapon. It allows you to create the weapon your spirit is most like. It isn't easy to learn, though," one of the TET said, shaking.
"Ha, I bet it isn't. Well, that sounds like a reasonable enough explanation. Go, get out before you're discovered,"
Toma was walking out of a store, a huge load on his back when he heard the static of his scouter. He strode towards the Harbinger as fast he could. Fasha saw his scouter click on so she pressed the button for him as he passed.
"Toma! Where are you guys?" Bardock's voice came through.
"We just bought supplies for the training room. We can finally go all out in there, or at least soon," Toma responded.
"Great. No time to talk. Get the stuff on board, I'll be there as soon as I can,"
"Okay," Toma said, setting down his load in the training room. "Okay guys, we have to hurry up. Bardock got in some trouble, go figure, anyway we have to hurry."
The crew nodded, quickening their pace. Everyone around hurriedly dropped off their supplies and went to the bridge. After a few seconds, Bardock landed and walked up the entrance ramp. Borgos finished tying down supplies and walked up to Bardock, a look of question on his face.
"Okay, who has heard of TET?" Bardock asked as soon as everyone was near enough to hear.
"I have, the extermination squad," Michuu spoke up. "They are a team of warriors, each of the squads are usually named after the captain. They are the enforcers of Frieza's tyranny while he's busy. Why?"
"I ran into a squad. They brought me to a room they must use for that kind of thing. They said they needed to ask me some questions and then they attacked me,"
"And you defeated them all?" Michuu asked excitedly.
"No, only a few of them. After I killed their captain, the others didn't fight that well. The captain had this attack though. It would be interesting to learn it,"
"Yeah, the captains usually have a unique attack. You guys don't look shocked enough. This war just escalated! Those are Frieza's elite elites! They won't underestimate us anymore!"
"Are other squads stronger?" Fasha asked, a quizzical look on her face.
"Not necessarily, but they will more then likely show more power up front,"
"That sounds bad. Okay guys, no wandering off alone. If anyone wants to take you aside, leave. Don't get caught being a Saiyan, yet,"
"Or just kill them. We are a mighty race, Bardock. That would show them how this war will go," Matra said evilly.
"Don't be like that. Everyone on Vegita was like that and now look. We have to have a reason to be so proud,"
"Milord, the Jehm-Ru team has ceased contact, last dispatch informed they had a Saiyan. They were in the sector 124.3, 183.3," said a green scaly man.
"Dispatch five TET's to the sector and surrounding ones. Find the Harbinger and follow it. Do not engage!" Frieza ordered. "They are not to engage the enemy until all TET's are ready for the assault."
"At once lord," the henchman confirmed. Frieza took his leave shortly after, heading for his private chambers. "Those Saiyans are something else."
While the crew was busy working on the training chamber, Bardock's scouter clicked on. "Identify yourself," the Saiyan immediately barked.
"Bardock! This is Jubei. I have good news. I have my relatives and a few others with me," the voice intoned.
"Really? How many do you have with you?"
"About five thousand."
"I'm not sure I believe that,"
"Well, they aren't traveling with me, but there is a battle going on right now,"
"Ha, perhaps you should start from the beginning?"
"Yes, of course. Jorbei and I went to a prison colony. At first we were just going to sneak in and rescue our relatives, but after watching the slavers for about a day, we realized we couldn't let that continue."
"So we decided to open every cell on the planet after we took out the warden. After a quick speech on the com system, everyone was ready to fight the guards, some even wanted to fight Frieza. So the seeds of dissension were sewn with the escape of several Saiyans and thousands of criminals,"
"I'm impressed. How many are actually with you?"
"Outside of Jorbei, none. They all went to different locations to find more willing to fight. Bardock, you may well be the general of an army soon!"
"Ha! Don't say something you'll regret. Why don't you meet us at Kanassa? Then we are leaving this sector."
"Alright, see you there, general!"