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A Father's Fate
The Story of Bardock
Bardock studied the door, listening intently for any more conspicuous sounds. Fasha dashed up to the bridge of the ship, announcing the all clear. Tearing his eyes away from the exit, Bardock began searching the cabins, spending time until Roerce showed up.
Outside the ship, several things were happening. Roerce was strutting toward the ship at a slow pace whilst the rest of the Saiyans were intently searching for the owners of the other ship, or anyone that could link them to the theft. The crew of the Harbinger stood on the massive ship, painting over the name everywhere they could find it.
Under the bridge, the TET commander waited impatiently for his prey to approach. Roerce strode around the corner near the TET. As Roerce reached the base of the ramp, the captain grabbed him from behind and tugged Roerce's arms backwards and put a foot on his back.
"Scream and your dead, pig. One move and I'll tear your arms off and kill you with them," the captain spoke wickedly. Soon both men floated backwards, away from the ship. Pausing for only a short second to prepare, the captain growled as several forms of himself leapt backwards, each one taking up a defensive position.
"Saiyan dog! I believe I have something of yours!" all of the forms shouted. After a few seconds, Fasha appeared in the doorway, holding a ball of energy in each hand.
"Roerce, are you all right?" Fasha's concerned voice trilled through the air.
"Oh, you know I'm just great!" he responded irritably.
"Quiet! Girly, where's your friend?" the TET captain shouted.
"Oh, he's too busy to fight you. You're just another nameless villain," Fasha snorted at the dumbfounded captain.
"You fool! I am Ramaka! You apes will all learn the name before your death," the reply resounded for a short while.
"Well, Ramaka, I will be your opponent," Fasha stated evenly, walking forward, eyes straight ahead. Smirking, Ramaka copies all hovered around Fasha who continued walking forward. As time drifted forward, the air became tense, sweat beading on the warriors.
Without warning, Fasha bolted forward, throwing both of her blasts into the closest Ramaka.. As he fell, Fasha ducked a punch, brining her knee into another's chest. As she floated in the awkward position, another Ramaka appeared behind Fasha and grabbed both of her arms.
Fasha planted both her feet on the ground firmly and pushed with all of her might upward. Ramaka expected that and used her momentum to suplex her into the bridge they were fighting on.
Fasha kicked her legs out, creating momentum that kept her moving. Ramaka lost his grip on Fasha as she back flipped. A leg came at her back, forcing her to continue flipping. As she finally stopped, she bent and touched the ground, grasping the tough metal and flinging herself forward, driving a kick into the Ramaka that attempted to kick her.
Fasha axe handled Ramaka, knocking him unconscious and into the bridge. Stopping to catch her breath, Fasha grinned as the Ramaka's lined up on the bridge, all glaring angrily at her. Fasha jumped backward, landing with her feet spread apart. She held both hands up, bring a wave of energy into existence. As the beam left her palms, Fasha jumped to the side, watching all Ramaka's counter the beam with one of their own. As the multitude of beams swallowed her.
Quietly drifting under the bridge, Bardock came out the other side and floated up slowly towards the captive Roerce. Ramaka stared intently on the battle, not even away of Bardock's presence. The Saiyan flew up behind Ramaka and twisted his head hard to the side.
Realizing the grip loosened, and finally disappeared altogether, Roerce panicked as he began to fall. Bardock let Ramaka fall and grabbed Roerce. Watching Fasha's fight, the Saiyan flew both of them under the bridge and back to the ship.
Fasha glanced at the scene near Roerce and smiled. The Saiyan jumped to her feet and ran forward, jumping over a foot aimed for her midsection. Rolling as she hit the ground, Fasha stood up between two Ramaka's, both of whom punched at Fasha's head.
With a short shout, Fasha slammed her hands outwards at her sides, releasing twin blasts. The pair of Ramaka's died in the whiteness of the energy. Fasha back flipped and tossed an energy ball at the approaching Ramaka. As it exploded, Fasha jumped forward, slamming a fist into the stunned man's chin. When the fist connected, Ramaka's head slammed backwards, knocking him out.
The three remaining copies landed on the bridge in front of Fasha. All of them stood with their hands forward, energy whipping around in harsh waves. Fasha watched without countering the oncoming assault.
Each one of the Ramaka's took up a position close together. The ones on the sides turned their arms sideways and put the bottom of their palms together. The middle Ramaka put a hand on top and bottom of the four others. Ramaka began powering up an attack.
"You know, girl, that this isn't just the three of us pouring our attacks together. It's much more than that. You see, each portion of the attack is specialized. We have the ultimate attack, piercing, sheer power, and speed. I hate to brag, but this is the perfect way to kill," the central Ramaka said, smirking as the energy flared up, an orb appearing in the mass of hands.
Fasha doubted she could dodge the blast if what he said was true. Gathering her energy, preparing for the attack, Fasha stared on, a trace of fear on her features. As the laughter ceased across from her, a blindly bright light appeared. As the supercharged beam rushed forward, Fasha crossed her arms in front of her face, bringing all her energy up to take a portion of the attack.
Waiting for the attack that never came, Fasha looked up to see Bardock standing in front of her, the bridge smoking in front of him. Blinking in confusion, her mind slowly sorted out what had happened. Bardock flew in from the side, rushing past her in a flash. As his feet hit the ground, his momentum caused him to slide forward. Without attempting to stop himself, the Saiyan moved in the direct path of the beam.
As Bardock moved in front of the beam, his right arm was behind him, arcing forward, causing wind to slice to the side. As the Saiyan's fist came down on the beam, the energy bent ninety degrees downward and hurtled through the bridge towards the surface of the planet.
Bardock stood in front of all the Ramaka's and Fasha, power surging. Without warning, the multitude of hands each formed a ball of energy, launching several and forming more, continuing the process.
Growling, Bardock rushed forward, deflecting every single beam away from him and Fasha. The sense of energy around him continued well into the depth of the attack, all of it around him but not hitting him.
Bardock jumped forward, landing in front of the attacks. Taking several hits, none of which was even noticed, Bardock's hand appeared through the debris and energy, directly in front of the center Ramaka's face. Without hesitation, Bardock fired a blast that destroyed the Ramaka.
As the energy died down, the two other Ramaka's lay on the ground, the halves of them that were next to Ramaka charred and smoldering. Bardock stepped forward and held both of his hands over the Ramakas. Each one slowly opened their eyes, waiting for the inevitable.
Bardock forced an unseen energy wave at both foes, merely knocking them off the bridge. Turning around, Bardock blasted each of the Ramakas off the side of the bridge. Fasha helped with the last one, noting some weren't dead.
The Saiyans walked up the ramp of the ship and into the bridge. Roerce stood up and walked up to Bardock, hand extended.
"Thanks," was all he said, shaking Bardock's hand and returning to the console. After a brief startup sequence, the ship lifted off, quickly flying to the Harbinger. As it docked adjacent, Bardock and Fasha got off and Chichumi got onboard. The rest of the command crew climbed atop and began changing the lettering on the ship to exactly what the harbinger looked like.
"Weird how nobody walked by one time," Toma stated, looking anxious. "I wanna finish this so we can go. It will be the only assault on Frieza for a while."
"All the more reason to savor this moment. Don't worry friend, everything has gone smoothly more or less. Aside from the TET, this would have been too easy," Bardock reassured.
"Hm. I don't know, I don't feel at ease, you know?"
"Just anticipation I expect,"
In short order all of the tasks were complete. The new Harbinger floated, ready for its final mission. Chloe brought up the controls on her own console, flying the other ship remotely. As the new Harbinger rose into the sky, all of the scouters went off, pointing straight up.
"Bardock, power level of five hundred thousand here! It's Frieza!" was the garbled message that came through all the scouters.
"Chloe run the dialogue! Roerce fly the Harbinger!" Bardock ordered. Roerce nodded, bringing the commands into his console. The ship's engines whirred to life and the ship instantly lifted off the dock.
"Okay, as soon as the dialogue finishes, Chloe, slam the ship right up his ass. Roerce, as soon as the Harbinger 2 leaves the atmosphere, get us out of here. Until then, fly low and fast, far enough away so we won't be detected when we gun it,"
"Let's just hope they don't detect the jump off system," Fasha said.
"They won't, I'm sure,"
"Lord Frieza, TET Captain Ranaka has reported failure. He is unsure he will survive," Zarbon said, looking at a monitor.
"I'm sure he won't. Another rebellion, more Saiyans. Ha, what child's play. At least with these Saiyans death the rebellions will cool," Frieza said lightly.
"Yes lord. Nobody will stand up to the might of your empire!"
"Quiet," Frieza hissed, walking away from the huge window, which was more like a clear wall. He floated up to a sealed entryway and opened the locks. As he floated up through it, the doors slid shut.
Entering the darkness of space, Frieza stared pointedly at the planet, looking where he knew the Saiyans to be. Wishing to hear the screams, he powered a giant sphere over his head, the dark orange ball glowed with a dull light that fluctuated slowly.
Without warning a ship came cruising at Frieza from the planet. The ship read Harbinger Bringer of Fate. Frieza smiled at his luck as he moved the orb downward in an attempt to stop the ship. The ship responded in kind by lowering its attitude and increasing its speed. Frieza's grin dissipated slightly.
Over his scouter, Frieza heard Zarbon say something about the Harbinger broadcasting a message. As Frieza moved the orb towards the ship even more, hoping to shield himself. As if fate cared for him, the ship diverted its course and dove in the arbitrary south direction. Frieza watched the ship disappear under his own ship.
Frieza rushed forward, hoping to get one more shot at the Saiyans. Abiding his wishes, the Harbinger flipped around his own ship, coming up directly behind Frieza. The tyrant turned as the steel structure slammed into him from almost completely above.
Bardock and Fasha stood near Chloe, watching her screen as she piloted the other ship. The two were surprised with the skill used. Chloe evaded Frieza easily and slammed the dense nose of the Harbinger down on top of Frieza, slamming into Frieza's ship.
The Harbinger tore a hole in Frieza's ship, metal on metal shrieking as the hull on the Harbinger was stripped away on the frame of Frieza's ship. After a few seconds of the ships groaning in the emptiness of space and the pandemonium of the collision, an explosion happened in the straining engines of Frieza's ship.
The original Harbinger entered space and boosted away from the planet, making the latency on the controls of the Harbinger 2 unpilotable. After the initial explosion, another on the Harbinger sounded, devastating all that was left of the two ships.
Watching a replay of the time of the Harbinger 2's arrival on sight to the final explosion, the crew noted several life pods launched.
"Survivors to tell of what happened! Frieza will be under constant attack," Borgos stated happily.
"If he survived," Chloe chirped.
"Oh, he survived. No way that killed him," Bardock said.
"How can you be sure?"
"A power level of five hundred thousand? No doubt in my mind. You'd be hard pressed to kill me with a ship, let alone Frieza,"
"We have to have slowed him down. I mean he can't know space without a ship," Toma said.
"It might have been better if he destroyed the planet first," Toi said.
"I know it sounds terrible, but he might be right," Matra said.
"How can you say that? Millions of people would die then!" Fasha cried.
"I know, but it would prevent him from finding a ship and from finding his way,"
"I would never sacrifice a million people for Frieza to get lost,"
"Maybe you don't understand how extreme this war is. Lives will be lost. There are far more to lose. This is only the beginning," Toi reproved.
"I am a Saiyan just as you all are. I know of war," Fasha said, crossing her arms.
"You know nothing,"
"That is enough, damn it! We just did what nobody else would! We are in a war against Frieza and his tyranny, not each other. Besides, there is no reason to dwell on what might have been," Bardock admonished.
"Well, how do we keep this war up?" Chuu asked.
"We need to head to another section of the galaxy,"
"How will the rebellion here get along without us?"
"I assume we will stay in touch with Jubei's contacts. As long as we can offer advice it can't hurt. Hopefully we can find something in the rest of the universe that can help us,"
"What could there be?"
"Who knows? There could be people stronger than Frieza who are just, or we could find a way ourselves to get stronger. At the very least, we could find people to help us,"
"Why would anyone help us? I mean, what do we have to offer?" Toma asked.
"Good question. I suppose people wouldn't be inclined to help if they haven't felt the crush of tyranny," Bardock replied. "At the very least, we can lay low and get the drop on Frieza," He said, thinking of the vision of his son and Frieza battling. Suddenly he drifted into a reverie that swirled his mind.
"We have three cardinal quadrants we can head for. So, which is it?"
"Let's head to the East," Toma suggested.
"Why?" Borgos asked.
"I don't know, I just feel like that's the right way. Plus, there's nothing for us in any quadrant, so we might as well pick randomly anyway,"
"What do you say, Bardock?" Fasha asked. "Bardock?"
"Oh, um sure, East is fine," the Saiyan responded.
"Move, scum," Frieza said, ripping someone out of his way. As the tyrant approached a ship, people moved in his way.
"Get away from my ship you short freak," the captain of the ship said. Frieza responded by tearing the man's arm off and hitting him into the distance with it.
"You there. Pilot this for me and I won't destroy you,"
Bardock sat on his bed, looking out the window in his room. He could feel Fasha coming down the hallway. He waited as she knocked once and opened the door. He smiled at her as she sat next to him on his bed.
"You seem distant. I hope we don't lose you after every battle," Fasha said, resting her hand on Bardock's.
"Ha, no it's nothing. I just had a vision yesterday. It was another one of my son. He was fighting Frieza,"
"Really? That's impressive. Tell me more," Bardock nodded, and leaned back.
"Okay. Frieza was different somehow. He was darker than we see. He was so powerful in the vision, I could feel it,"
"He can change?"
"I guess, but what's even more interesting is my son. Every other vision he was my doppleganger. But this.." Bardock paused, his mind reeling. "This was different. He was so powerful. Physically, mentally, everything. His golden power flowed around him, as though he could constantly generate an aura,"
"Golden? What do you mean?"
"At first, it was just his hair and aura that were golden, but once you truly saw him you realized he was golden, his natural state,"
"Bardock," Fasha stopped, looking into his eyes. "What are you thinking?"
"I think my son was a Super Saiyan. No, I know he was,"
"You mean the legend?" Bardock nodded, "But how?"
"I don't know. But when I saw him the other day, he wasn't a Super Saiyan. That causes me to make a few assumptions. You aren't born with it, for example. And you can transform at will once you achieve it,"
"How do you achieve it?"
"That's where I'm stumped. We certainly are royalty and yet he had it. I just don't know. I know I want to be a Super Saiyan, though. Frieza would perish so quickly, if only,"
"Oh, Bardock. What's in store for us in the East?" Fasha said, changing tacts.
"I haven't the foggiest. I hope we don't run into whatever the rumor is. Frieza's brother or whatever,"
"Oh, it's kind of an adventure, isn't it?"
"Ha, I suppose it is. An odyssey even. Should be eventful,"
"Thank you for saving me from that blast," Fasha spoke suddenly. Instead of replying, Bardock kissed Fasha deeply. The two sat on the bed for several minutes before going to bed. As the two Saiyans slept, Bardock's arm hugging Fasha, the bridge crew programmed new coordinates.
"I don't want to head into unknown territory with all of us this tired. In the morning we head to the East Quadrant."