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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 14: Time for Action

King Vegeta, tough, proud, and strict stood by his throne staring down at Ryanna as she made her declarations against Frieza. "You're telling me that his true plan is to blow up the entire planet?"

"Yes and soon. I'm not certain of the time, but you have to trust me My King." She was knelt on the ground with Plenthor and Manaka behind her, but she kept her head raised staring straight into his eyes to show the truthfulness inside them. "He knows if we continue to progress we'll become stronger and stronger as a race, and he also fears the ancient myth of the super Saiyan."

"Frieza is no coward," King Vegeta began to start, but much to his surprise and the surprise of his court Ryanna stood up and laughed once and hard.

"Ha! Not a coward you say? Why, if he is so powerful, is he making his underlings to the work? Why is it he won't venture into new grounds, into planets he's never been before? He's scared! I know he's scared. Those who have power fear to lose it. Frieza is scared shitless!"

The court murmured around her, and Ryanna continued. "I know you fear him too, my king. He's powerful, I'll admit, but he's not invincible. He has weaknesses, he has fears, and he has faults. Don't bow to him. Don't lose your pride against a man who will only continue to destroy your lives."

She touched her heart. "Back home, I knew a man who gave his entire youth and existence to one person. He hated the ground he walked on and vowed to overthrow him, one day. He continued to say that. One day I will defeat him, one day I will have no master. He gave up his pride, his youth, and his entire existence all because he thought he didn't have the power, not yet."

Vegeta, she thought closing her eyes. "Let's not make the same mistake. Let's not just wait for our lives to be destroyed. Let's take him! Him and his army! Right now!"

Cheers enveloped around her and she had a sense of pride and joy in her heart. King Vegeta remained emotionless for a moment… staring at her as his men put their two cents in. He held up his hand beckoning silence.

As the crowd grew silent, Rikku blood began to stir with anticipation. Then, with much satisfaction, the King smirked at her. "Alright. Let's do it!"

Ryanna smiled and shouted with the crowd. The King approached her and they shook hands. "Do you have a plan?" The King whispered.

"Yes," Ryanna smiled. "As a matter of fact, I do."

"King Vegeta!" A guard ran in panting hard. "The team sent to Kanassa has returned!"

"Already?" Vegeta laughed. "Bardock, it would figure he would get the job clean and swift. Where is he? I want him to come and celebrate with us."

Ryanna smiled in agreement, but the sour expression on the guard stopped her cold. "What is it?"

"He's been injured, my king. His body appears physically good, but he's out of sorts." He jumped back as Ryanna, Manaka and Plenthor rushed out.

Tora sat beside Ryanna rubbing her shoulder comfortingly as she stared into the tank where Bardock was being kept. "We're not sure what he did to him. He just conked out on us, wouldn't move or nothing."

"Thank you for bringing him back in one piece at least. I didn't expect you guys back for another day."

"It was incredible. There had been plenty of rumors about Kanassa, their people were supposed to be strong, and resilient, but even before we transformed we managed to take good chunks of their people down without so much as a winded breath."

"I have to give you credit." Fasha said. "Those gravity machines that have been installed all over the grounds were ingenious." She flexed her muscles proving a point. "I've never felt stronger."

"Thanks, but really it's all your hard work that has paid off Fasha. After all my equipment would be useless if you didn't put in the hours that you did into your training. My equipment was merely a tool to help you along."

"Never the less we owe you a great deal. I wasn't sure if I liked you." Fasha admitted crossing her arms. "Most of the women kept calling you a disgrace and a flirt. I was little better. Now I see I was foolish. Forgive me."

Now she had to be dreaming. She looked around to Bardock's team. The group of warriors smiled admiringly at her and she felt an insane urge to burst into happy tears. Instead she gave them all a smirk and a thumb's up. "Thanks. I guess you need to be filled in about the plan."

"The plan?" Tora asked.

"Yes, King Vegeta has agreed with me. We're declaring war against Frieza." Shock registered on their faces. "I know it's a long shot, but Frieza isn't invincible, and I hardly believe even he can withstand the entire Saiyan race."

"While we were in space we got a message from Frieza's ship. It was congratulating us on our victory and telling us to report to Planet Mete to give assistance to the ongoing war taking place there."

"Don't go," Ryanna said in a hurry. "I have a feeling it's a trap."

"What makes you say that?" Shukesh asked this time sorely disappointed.

"Frieza has it out for Bardock. Not only because he wants me to join his team, but because Bardock's getting too strong. He's close, I can feel it. He's close to becoming a Super Saiyan."

"Say what?" She wondered about holding off on giving them anymore information. If she said anything else shocking they were liable to faint themselves.

"I can't say how, but trust me. I just have this feeling." She touched her heart, "in here," and then slapped a fist against her gut, "and in here."

"Ryanna," she heard her com link go off and she touched it.

"Yes, Zorn?" She talked to the King's second in command.

"The King wants you. He says they just got word from Frieza. He wants you to come onto his spaceship to talk. He has a feeling that Frieza's going to make his move, and very soon."

Rikku's gut twisted hard and she closed her eyes and let out a shaky breath. "I'll be right there." She turned off her link and looked up at Tora and the gang. Keep an eye on Bardock. I'll call you on the link once I get your positions cleared."

Bardock could hear the echo of the words, but couldn't quite put them into sentences to make sense of them. He heard Ryanna's voice, and simply felt relaxed to know she had been there, concerned, but calm. Her face became a picture in his mind. He imagined touching the skin just below her ear, a sweet spot that always made her shiver and turn to a puddle in his hands.

Then his image of her warped. He could hear crying coming from somewhere, the high pitch squawking ringing in his ears like a bad tune. Ryanna's face disappeared and soon he got an image of a battle, millions of Saiyans banding together against some force of great proportions. He saw Tora, and the rest of his group battling against soldiers in Saiyan armor. Frieza's men, he deduced. What was going on? Was Frieza attacking them?

No, this wasn't their planet… where was it? The crying ensued and soon it turned from the babe's crying to Ryanna's. She was on her knees, blood on her hands and tears just dripping down her face. Her hair mussed, and marks covered her head to toe as if she'd been fighting. "Bardock… Bardock!"

Angel… what's wrong? Tell me! He kept screaming but his voice seemed distance and far away, unable to reach her. He saw a hand reach up and clasp around her throat lifting her in the air. She struggled, her eyes going lifeless as the circulation in it began to get cut off. "Ryanna! NO! Don't touch her! NO!"

"Manaka get him out of there! He's gonna destroy the equipment!" Manaka turned off the machine as the ground around them rumbled from his expanding aura. Bardock's eyes flew open as the liquid drained and his feet touched ground. "Bardock, thank goodness, you gave us a scare." Plenthor said ushering the man out. "What happened?"

"I don't know." Bardock said the mask mumbling his words. He removed it and touched his head. "It's like I was dreaming, but I wasn't asleep. At least I don't think I was asleep."

"It may be wise for you to take it easy for a while." Plenthor said watching as Bardock changed. "Well, I wouldn't know, I'm not wise."

"Oh I wouldn't say that. How else could you come back from so many suicide missions?"

"I just know how to fight that's all. As I always say it doesn't take a lot of brains to be a good fighter."

"Ryanna wouldn't say so. She'd hit you over the head if you told her that." Plenthor said with good humor. It was returned with a smile.

"Speaking of which, where is she? I thought I heard her in here."

Plenthor's humored face went sour. "She's been ordered to Frieza's ship in the Mete system. Your crew has been ordered to go with King Vegeta."

"What?" Bardock's eyes widened. "Frieza? King Vegeta? What has happened?"

Plenthor explained Ryanna's speech and plan. "They're ordering an immediate evacuation. Those unable to fight are being sent to a nearby moon for refuge until the battle is over." Plenthor held up a hand. "You should go with the refugees."

"No," his blood went cold as he thought about his visions. "Where are the troops lining up?"

"In the main hall with King Vegeta. I don't consider it wise to go Bardock, please; Ryanna would want you to stay safe."

"I doubt that. She'd call me a coward if I stayed away from battle." He knew his angel well. He fastened his scouter onto the side of his head and relaxed his muscles. The scouter was more for decoration than anything else. Thanks to the energy training he had been doing he could sense and recognize the different power levels of each of his crew. "Get yourself off the planet. I need to go find my mate."

Without much more say so Bardock sped off, He was halfway down the hall before the crying stopped him in his tracks. Not again! When he stopped in front of the infirmary window he relaxed seeing the lone babe inside. It was his son. He sent a vague smile in the direction touching the glass and looking him over.

~Flashback~

"She'll be giving birth any day now, Bardock." Ryanna said lying in the bed naked as he dressed for the day. "You shouldn't be taking any assignment until after the birth."

"If I did that I'd get rusty, and then where would I be? Besides I expect little from what Cumbera could give me as far as offspring goes."

"You sell yourself short doing that." Ryanna sat up holding the sheet to her chest. "That boy is not only Cumbera's. It's yours too. He has your blood running through him Bardock. True and free he'll have not only good looks, but incredible power."

"You know him in the future don't you?" Bardock said. He had tried not to speak of it, but curiosity poked in his brain.

"No, but I know people who do. He's a legend where I'm from. The strongest and the kindest man anyone has ever known."

"Sounds nothing like me. Sounds nothing like Cumbera either." Bardock said his hands clenching at his sides.

"You're right, he became his own man. He chose what he wanted to be. He still had Saiyan strength and love of battle, but he did so with a kind heart and distaste for killing. In my opinion he's a true warrior."

Whatever possessed Bardock to walk into the room, and cradle his crying son in his arms was beyond him? The babe wriggled and whimpered before finally opening his eyes and staring up at him. Identical eyes gazed into each other, searching for their meanings. Kakarott lifted a hand touching his face. Bardock tensed his head whirling as visions popped into his mind.

His son, growing up in a world that was not his own. He recognized the jewel blue sky, and greenery, as well as the purple mountains, and bustling cities. It was Earth. The art of training he took was different than his own. The peaceful expression on his face as he meditated, and the cool confident smile on his face as he fought with friends and enemies alike.

He curls the boy closer staring over his shoulder as he watched the visions unfold. He never knew such warmth could come from a being so small and fragile. He felt the tug of emotion swell inside him, the same tug he felt when he first saw Ryanna, so fragile and beautiful in the tank. She was new and exciting and held such wonders and mysteries in those eyes.

Kakarott wriggled and began to cry again as the visions warped and those eyes of Ryanna became teary and angry the blood on her hands smeared over her face as she put them to her cheeks and screamed out.

"You see it too don't you son?" He sensed the boy's power level, only average, but he had seen what an average power level could turn into with the right training. He knew his son would make it in his world. "Go get 'em, Kakarott."

Almost there, just a few more chapters to go. Excitement, excitement, excitement!

Next Chapter: Execute Plan Frost!