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QAN= quick author's note

Bardock Reborn

Background: Ryanna is a human that has lived at Capsule Corps since the reincarnation of Buu. Since she has been an assistant of Bulma Briefs she has figured out the secret of the Saiyans, and the mysteries of the Cell games and the Z fighters past. What she doesn't know is that she would become more involved than she originally planned.

Chapter 4: Chemistry, and Little Vegeta

"A gravity chamber? I've heard of artificial gravity, but I've never heard of increasing it. Why would you want to do that?"

"It's something I picked up living on Earth. You see there are these tournaments where fighters all over Earth come to compete who's the strongest, and many of them use weighted clothes in order to gain more strength. When I first came here the gravity was far more intense than on Earth, and Saiyans are known to be the strongest fighters around. I bet it's because of the gravity. When they come to other planets the weight difference must help them, not to mention the giant ape transformations."

"A fascinating concept. I will definitely have to refer it to the King." Plenthor paused and motioned her to be quiet. It seems he's in a meeting. He heard the booming voice of the King and peeked his head in for a look.

"What? Planet Tasbar hasn't been conquered yet?"

"Forgive me my king, we're estimating three more days before we can fully conquer the planet."

"Three days? Did you forget we promised that Planet to Lord Frieza by tomorrow?"

"No, of course not, King Vegeta! It's just that the full moon isn't for another three days."

Ryanna peeked her head into the chamber long enough to see the king blasting the soldier back and away. She gasped and pulled back as the doors were forced open and the fried soldier flew past them. "Oh, my," she gulped and started to shake. Plenthor took her hand moving them inside the room. As they approached the King they heard a snicker coming from the side wings. Ryanna froze in place seeing a short and hideous looking being walk up.

"Honestly Vegeta, you can be such a brute." Frieza laughed up at the King smiling sinisterly. "Those two extra days didn't bother me. Oh well. " Ryanna saw King Vegeta stand and grit his teeth from behind his lips. The tension in the room was thick and heavy. She looked to Plenthor who whispered in her ear.

"That's Lord Frieza."

"No way," she whispered. "That's him?" Ryanna watched as Frieza took the throne away from King Vegeta and crossed his legs. Frieza caught sight of her. "It seems you have more business to attend to so I'll make this meeting quick." King Vegeta made a quick glance to them before looking back at Frieza. "Are we in agreement about your son?"

"Yes," King Vegeta said almost in defeat. "You may have him."

"Splendid," Frieza smiled and gave a cocky tilt of his head. "You can bring him to me when you come to inform me the progress on Tasbar." Frieza jumped off the throne. "Oh, and you should try to be a little more lenient on your subjects." He laughed and looked over. "Hello again Plenthor."

Plenthor bowed and Ryanna followed not wanting to stand out. "It is good to see you again, Lord Frieza."

"Indeed, and who is this lovely lady next to you?"

"This is Ryanna, she's just arrived on Planet Vegeta for the first time."

"Oh really," he looked her up and down and approached. " Raise your head girl," Ryanna stood tall and shared glances with the Tyrant known as Frieza. "Ryanna, that doesn't sound like the typical Saiyan name."

"It's a long story," she took the malice out of her tone and bowed her head. "My Lord."

"One I intend to hear sometime. For now, I have business to attend to. Welcome home, Ryanna." He walks past her laughing and Ryanna relaxed her shoulders still gritting her teeth. His attitude was just as Vegeta had described to her, regal, a little malice, and completely full of himself.

"My king," she heard the soldier besides King Vegeta whisper. "You don't really intend to hand over the Prince do you? I'd rather die."

"I don't have a choice, Zorn. If we don't do what he says he'll destroy everything we've worked for. For now let's do as he says. Don't worry we'll have our day."

The Prince, Ryanna thought then her eyes lit up in realization. They must be talking about Young Vegeta. Oh wow! She could just imagine it now… little Veggie. She wanted to snicker. How cute and adorable would he be? Oh she should find a camera and take his picture before she left. Oh Vegeta would die!

King Vegeta sat back down sighing as Plenthor and Ryanna stepped up before him and kneeled. "What do you want, Plenthor?"

"Forgive me for not scheduling an audience with you your highness, but I have a request. I have found myself a new lab hand and I wish for her services immediately."

"Are you telling me this woman beside you is the new hand?" He looks to Ryanna. Without even lifting her head she could feel the look of distaste. Obviously the King was a bit of a sexist. "Ryanna, I heard about you from Bardock. Your ship crash landed in the outskirts."

"Yes, your highness."

"Why would I want a woman whose ship crashed inmy technology department."

"The ship was not of my design, sire. I hadn't had any intention of using it until it was tested, but some unfortunate circumstances had me leaving before my plans."

"I see, then I don't suppose you could show me proof of your technician talents."

Ryanna rose her head. "How much proof do you desire, sir?"

Vegeta waved a hand and one of his men approach taking off his scouter. "This scouter has been malfunctioning. I want you to repair it." Ryanna took the scouter smiling. She had worked on one before and knew the circuitry well.

"May I have some tools?" A small case of tools was handed to her and she looked through before plucking a tool that resembled a screwdriver. She tapped pod open, looking inside for any obvious damage.

"The wiring is a little scorched. Hmmm…" Ryanna unscrewed a hatch inside and pulled out a pair of pliers admiring a chip. "this will have to be replaced." She took off her own scouter setting everything on the floor and worked swiftly. Switching her own gears with the damaged ones she put the scouter back together and handed it to the guard. "Give it a test."

The guard took it tapping and the numbers blinked on and the guard smiled nodding to his king.

"Impressive. Very well, you have the job."

Ryanna smiled bowing. "Thank you, your majesty." She pressed a hand over her heart. "This means a great deal to me."

King Vegeta held up a hand. "Hold on," he continued. "I have some questions to ask you. Is it true that you were not born here on Planet Vegeta?"

"Yes," she said without hesitation.

"You have Saiyan blood, that much is obvious." he motioned to the tail around her waist. "I'm also told that when you came here your level was measured at a mere 100. "

She lowered her head. "Yes sire, I'm afraid that is true as well. I was never able to control my Saiyan strength and so I ignored it in order to blend in. I'm ashamed to have ignored my Saiyan blood for so long." God she was getting too good at lying. She was going to hell, she just knew it.

"I will not hear any excuses. Now Bardock is the one that found you, and I have insisted that he take you in temporarily. Despite his third class status he has been known to win battles despite his lack of power. I want you to train with him outside your duties."

"Train with him?" The scenario in the training room came rushing to memory and had her blushing. "Doesn't he have assignments and what not to complete?"

"Not for awhile. His tasks aren't priority for the moment." He tapped his fingertips together. "Do you have a problem with my orders?"

"No, of course not your majesty." She bowed to one knee again gulping. "I'll do it."

Even though she was irked about the training gig she was receiving the moment she stepped into the Lab it was all worth it. Wall to wall science and wonder filled her with excitement. Test tubes, wires, computers, and the sweet, bitter smell of chemicals. God she loved chemistry! Where was the world without Zinc, or Copper, or phosphorous acid, or sulfate?

"I take it by your reaction you like what you see."

"I love what I see! Look at the advance circuitry on these tread vehicles. God, even Bulma's air cycles don't get the kind of speed this little baby could put through." She stroked the engine besides the steel bike.

"Most Saiyans don't use technological transportation. The few who do are the high class Saiyans who can afford it."

"Bardock has one."

"That's different. He has connections within the system. Hence why he and his team report to the king themselves instead of going through an elite leader."

"Huh, really. Wow." Ryanna cocked her jaw to the side in a thoughtful motion. Maybe it wouldn't hurt to get to know Bardock just a little better. If he had those kinds of connection she may be able to work her way through the system herself and warn King Vegeta about the attack on the Planet.

In fact, why shouldn't she? She could tell Vegeta missed his home, and his people more so than he cared to admit. Wouldn't he be glad that she created a time where the Saiyans lived on and Frieza perished ahead of his time? "Hey Plenthor, about the gravity training I mentioned…"

"Yes?"

"I was wondering if you could give me a test area. A t raining room where I could fiddle and adjust it before I have people test it out."

"I think I can whip up something. There's an old training facility just down the hall from the third class quartering center. I can give you jurisdiction over it, and you can work on it as your personal pet project. Consider it as a training regiment."

"Great." Ryanna grinned and rubbed her hands together. She couldn't wait to get her hands on it. "I can't wait to get started."

Bardock walked into his quarters relieved and smug. He had snuck away from Cumbera before she awoke after their tussle. Sex was a great stress release, and after all the tension that the newbie had given him he suppose Cumbera couldn't have picked a better time to irritate him into sex.

He caught Radditz on the couch flipping through stations on their universal screen. (TV) "You look productive."

"They told me it'll be a few months before I can go back on assignment." Radditz switched off the screen and sighed. "I'm bored out of my mind staying here."

"Why don't you go do something more worth your time then?" Bardock pulled a bottle from the cooler and twisted it open. "I'm sure one of the training labs are open."

"The one I've been using is being quarantined." Radditz muttered looking a little more than irritated. His fingers scratching his widow's peak.

"What?" Bardock shouted. "Why? Is someone sick?"

"No, apparently that new woman of yours was hired as a lab hand and she's doing experiments on it."

"Of all the idiotic…" Bardock began to mutter as he stomped out. Radditz smirked and jumped up trailing after him.

"Can't miss this."

I'm on a role. Two updates in one day? Woot! Anyways… if I do decide to put this story on AFF it'll be after I've finished it here first. That way I can just concentrate on integrating the hard core sexy stuff. I would like more reviews, so if you like the story tell your friends! I love reviews, and opinions! Don't forget to check out my "Why can't I" trilogy if you haven't already.

Next Chapter: Gravity Chamber