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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 13: Birth of Kakarott, Bardock's Gift

The woman had lungs, Ryanna thought as she helped Cumbera into place on the table. With Bardock off to see the King she put it upon herself to make sure Cumbera delivered their baby safely and smoothly.

Nothing seemed to be going right at all. Cumbera cursed and screamed at her. She had bruises on her arms and face from the places she'd smacked just out of pain. Back on Earth women squeezed the hands of their mates and coaches, but oh of course a Saiyan had to be much more violent. Instead of squeezing her hands she hit and kicked and screamed, and even pulled out some of Ryanna's hair.

"I want Bardock in here, not you! Where is that son of a bitch?"

"He's been called on duty Cumbera. I'm all you got so deal with it!" She was losing her temper. Taking a deep breath she rubbed Cumbera's swelling belly in slow moving circles. She felt the powerful kicks and flips the baby seemed to be doing inside his mother. What a powerful feeling. She wondered if she would ever have children of her own. Then she wondered if she would be as angry and miserable as Cumbera was now during birth, or be one of those sweet nurturing types who loved every moment. Either way, she was sure she would be happy.

When a beep alerts her she excused herself from the room to take it. "Ryanna here."

"Hello Angel," Bardock's voice came in through the com link. "How's the patient?"

"Miserable, and is making me wish I was anywhere but here." She grumbled hearing his laugh. "Laugh it up, go on, but it'll be your ass I'll skin once this is all over with."

"Forgive my sense of humor. I'm a little giddy right now. My crew and I have been hand-picked by the king to handle a special assignment for Frieza."

"Really, oh me that's great, oh I can't possibly hold the excitement in!" She said loudly with such sarcasm in her voice. "Where the hell are you going?"

"Planet Kanassa and it's not far away so I should only be gone 2 days." Bardock stopped adjusting his armor to caress his scouter against his ear. "Will you miss me?"

"I won't even know you've been gone." She wanted to laugh, but couldn't find the heart to.

"What's wrong? You sound… sad." Was she really going to miss him? They had become so close recently. There was no longer any doubt in his mind that she accepted the mark, and him. However something seemed off."

"Nothing's wrong," she blocked her emotions from their bond, knowing it would only make him more suspicious, but better that he remained unaware of their situation. "Go be a puppet," she smiled into the com link knowing he would do so back.

He was leaving, which meant she was on her own. She had yet to tell him about Frieza, for she didn't want to alarm him, but the simple fact was… she didn't know if they stood a chance against him. Bardock, despite his heavy training regimen in the gravity chamber, still hadn't ascended to the level of Super Saiyan.

She had put energy shields over the ones they used in order to prevent everyone from sensing their progress. She had even taught how to suppress and read signatures without the use of the scouter, though she was still trying to figure out herself. She knew these techniques in theory, but hadn't really put them to the test, which is why her own energy shield laid safely on her wrist.

She really didn't need it. After all, she hadn't spent nearly as much time in the room as Bardock, and she had much less knowledge about the martial arts, or whatever they called their fighting style.

This, unfortunately, meant they were at a disadvantage.

"Thankfully Radditz is on his way off the planet." She said thanking their lucky stars. She knew he had survived before, but with the way things were looking she wasn't taking any chances. So she sent him off a little after she had Cumbera settled. She gave him a hug, and a promise that she wouldn't leave for her old time until he was back to try and convince her not to leave. This meant she would either still be here, or dead when he got back.

"What's taking so long?" Cumbera shouted crying miserably as the contractions got worse. "I want this thing out of me!"

Ryanna shook her head. What the hell had Bardock ever seen in her?

Kanassa, it was a planet of power. Aquarian type warriors with powers of telepathy, and abnormally high strength. These powers also included the ability to see the future, and in their future was death. Bardock had never had a kill go so smoothly before. He felt invincible. Even with just the five fighters in their group they handled a good chunk of its population, and even more once the moon rose high and they transformed into the ape creatures.

After only a day the planet was taken, its cities reduced to crumbled messes at their feet. Despite winning the battle and experiencing that satisfying know how that he had reached a whole new level of power, Bardock hardly thought it the time to celebrate.

"I don't see how you guys can remember anything. It's elephants that aren't supposed to forget, not apes."

"I'm with you Fasha, I don't remember anything."

"Bardock says he can remember everything." Fasha said sending a teasing smile his way.

"Yeah right, he may remember every moment of every battle, but when it comes to his social life he's lost. Watch… Hey Bardock, when was your youngest born?"

"Yesterday," he grunted. "Why?"

Tora blinked in surprise. "I'm shocked. I mean I'm literally speechless."

"I'm not an idiot." He sits up and runs a hand through his hair. "Radditz I'm not so sure I'd remember, but not my youngest, whatever they named him." He taps his com link frowning. He hadn't heard a word from Ryanna since he left Vegeta. "We should probably get going."

"You just want to hurry home to that mate of yours. Next time you should ask her to come along."

Bardock glared at him. "No way in Hell."

"Hey guys, why did we fight for this stinking planet anyway? Is Frieza out of his mind or what?"

"Yes," Bardock answered truthfully, "but not in this case. I hear this planet has special energy, or so I've heard."

"Yeah I heard the same thing. You're supposed to be able to develop psychic powers, and read people's minds and see the future and stuff."

"Frieza's such a freak. He'd just at the chance to read mind." Bardock insulted wrinkling his nose in disgust.

"I wish you monsters could read minds so you could hear the screams of my people as you slaughtered them!" A lone soldier stood from amongst the rubble. Bardock turned slowly, and then felt a sudden pain in his neck as the soldier's fingers dug into his neck sending a shockwave through his senses. He stumbled forward, his mind whirling and his eyes going fuzzy.

As his eyes danced over the fighter he could see rushing faces in his mind. Images he had never seen or experienced before slid into his mind like a slideshow. Images of Radditz fighting side by side with Prince Vegeta, like brothers, shoulder to shoulder, and smiling with secrets in their eyes. Ryanna with sweat dripping down her temple her eyes cold and hard, a look he rarely saw in her. A crying babe, his hair spiked like his own his fists clenched as a pair of gentle hands placed him in his pod. His son.

What was happening to him?

Ryanna cooed at the crying babe as Plenthor ran tests on the boy's power and physical capabilities. "He's adorable." Hello Goku, Ryanna thought grinning ear to ear. Yesterday, whether she knew it or not, Cumbera had given birth to a hero. It almost made her forget the troubles that would soon come to pass.

"My goodness would you listen to that. What powerful lungs." Plenthor complimented. "That's the cry of a warrior that is."

"The son of Bardock?" Manaka snorted. "I wouldn't get your hopes up with that prediction Plenthor."

Before Plenthor could retaliate, Ryanna butt in. "Oh yeah? Just you wait and see Manaka. This boy has, "Super Saiyan," written all over him."

Now Manaka laughed outright. "You're dreaming, and if you're gonna dream put it to your own offspring. Just because Bardock's your mate, doesn't make you this one's mother."

"Well, maybe not, but let's just say there's a matter of stake when it comes to this kid." Plenthor listened to the bickering his mind tugging at the words Ryanna had spoken. His instincts on the boy only rang more true in his head. "Kakarott."

Zarbon approached Frieza with a morbid face. "Lord Frieza, the Saiyan team you had sent to Kanassa is on their way back."

"Kanassa," Dodoria spoke his interest intrigued. "That job's been on the agenda for months now. I thought we were going to have to handle that ourselves."

"Well not anymore. Apparently a group of third class Saiyans did the dirty work."

"Third class? Are you serious? Some of our mightiest elites went to battle and never returned. How have a bunch of apes done what they could not?"

"Calm yourself Dodoria. If you weren't so pig headed you would see that the Saiyans have been crawling up the strength chart. They're slowly becoming our best fighters."

"Their strength is becoming unprecedented. I heard one of the young third class warriors was being sent on a mission with Vegeta and Napa. Is this true?"

"Yes, it's the most puzzling case. The boy has increased his power tenfold and just recently I might add. The Saiyans have a trick of some sort up their sleeves. What's making their powers sky rocket?"

"I believe I know the answer to that." Frieza said smirking. "Just recently the Saiyans have acquired a handy ally. Her knowledge of the scientific world is astounding. According to my sources she has this ability to look outside normal limitations. She theorizes, analyzes, and calculates and then distributes hard core facts, and work in seconds."

Zarbon's eyes went ice cold. "This wouldn't happen to by the woman you were watching on the cameras the other day would it My Lord?"

"As a matter of fact it is. She's the key to their success. I know it to be true, and I must have her." Frieza turned his tail cracking against the ground. "You say Bardock and his team have survived? Then it's a matter of dealing with them ourselves." He looks to Zarbon and Dodoria with cool, malice eyes. "Send word. I want that team to go to Planet Mete as a special order by me."

"Hasn't that planet already been put into our control?"

"Yes, but the Saiyans don't know that. You and your team shall be there waiting for them, Dodoria. Leave no survivors."

Plenthor gave Ryanna a cup as she sat curled up in a chair looking pale and sick. "You're saying you just felt dizzy?"

"It wasn't like lightheadedness. It was more like a stabbing pain, and then things began to blur together." She explained to Plenthor. About an hour before she had been having a healthy debate with Manaka, and then suddenly her attack hit. She couldn't describe the feeling. It was like a sick rolling in her stomach. She knew something was wrong.

"Shall I prepare tests?"

"No, no, I don't think it's me." She touched her neck. "I think it's Bardock. He might be injured."

"A wondrous thing, mating. They say if the bond is true and strong the partners can feel each other's feelings, dream each other's dreams, read each other's minds." Plenthor tapped her hand. "You and Bardock," he continued. "You two have such a strong bond. I've never seen a Saiyan couple more in sync with each other."

"This is all different kinds of wrong Plenthor." Ryanna admitted her heart aching as much as her mind. "By all accounts I shouldn't even be here."

"Where you're from doesn't define where you belong, Ryanna." Plenthor said wisely. "You could be from another galaxy, in a different dimension and it wouldn't make a bit of difference. Destiny, faith, these are two words that Saiyan warriors don't take lightly."

The words Plenthor spoke rang true in her heart. A good example of what he said was Goku. Back in her time he may have been a Saiyan, born to fight, but he found his destiny lain not in killing people, and destroying things, but in protecting them. He had the instincts of a killer, but he had the heart of a hero. She may have been born an Earthling, but she was a Saiyan. Now, more than ever, she felt like she truly belonged. With these words in her heart she hugged Plenthor.

"Thanks." Now she knew exactly what she had to do. She would protect her people and her new home with her life. "Plenthor, I need to speak with the King."

UPDATE! Loll I got so caught up in Why Can't We I ignored this fic. FORGIVE ME! I'll have the next chapter up ASAP!

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