Chapter 4: The Fabled Meeting

The forest slept as the early morning dew lay listlessly on the trees. Animals drank at a calm lake, all coming to peace for a moment to share their water. A family of deer hid their child between their legs, allowing the child to lap water into it's small mouth. In the distance, a rumbling is heard. Ears perk up. All the animals freeze, fear disrupting the moment of peace. The rumbling comes closer and closer. Within the creature's minds, an instant decision is made. The peace is broken as the animals dash off into the surrounding woodland. Minutes later, the source of the rumbling is finally located. Along a broken and abandoned road, a car dashes along. The car sharply comes to a stop, revealing the driver as she exited the vehicle. Her blue hair, permeated by a tight, red bow, lightly floated in the air.

"Damn it, I'm still so far away," she whined, stamping her foot on the ground. She held in her hand a small, round device that fully captivated her attention.

"Why does someone as beautiful as me have to get lost. It's not fair," She grumbled. After finishing her complaining to no-one, she hastily returned to her car. The rumbling started again as the young girl drove off out of view of the animals, allowing them to cautiously return to their stream to finally quench their thirst. Once the animal's were done, they left, leaving no sign of themselves or the girl that had scared them off in the first place.

"Come on, Kakarot. You can take more than that," Bardock taunted, wiping his son's blood from his arm. For the last 9 years, Bardock had been testing and training his son, pushing him further and further each day. The training had been brutal. Broken bones were a common occurrence after a long training Kakarot had started out as a disappointment, the training had shown off his truly terrifying potential. This particular session had been going on for the last 3 hours. They had started off with some basic exercises before engaging in some sparring. Kakarot had started off strong but Bardock had been able to withstand the small sayian's barrage and countered with his own deathly punch, spraying blood out of his nose. Kakarot threw his fist into the ground and continued the assault.

"Just throwing yourself at your opponent over and over again isn't going to do anything Kakarot," Bardock scolded, easily dodging the saiyans attacks. Kakarot lent forward much too far on one of his punches and Bardock responded by unleashing a ki blast centimeters from Kararot's chest. The child was thrown backwards, splashing into a nearby stream. After dragging himself out of the water, Kakarot shouted,

"God dammit, stay still you piece of shit."

Kakarot once again dashed at his father, letting out a saiyan battle cry. Bardock didn't even bother to dodge the attack, instead, the attack collided with the side of his face. A proud smile grew on Kakarot's face. Only for a moment. Bardock forced his son's hand back with his face and headbutted Kakarot, forcing the boy to his knees.

"Christ, you're a failure, Kakarot," Bardock shouted, staring down at his crippled son, "If you can't learn how to adapt in a battle, you'll never be able to defeat Frieza."

Bardock turned away from his son, removed his tattered saiyan armour and put on a olive green jumper he had found at the camp of the people who kidnapped Kakarot. Though Bardock would never admit it to his son, he liked the look of the sweater. It allowed for free moment but it also gave Bardock some level of importance.

"I'm leaving, Kakarot. Continue training alone until I get back."

Kakarot stared at the ground, trying to hide his tears of frustration. He had quickly learned that his father would not tolerate crying. Some deep part in Kakarot's heart wanted to stop his father from leaving but shame held him back. Once his father had left, Kakarot began to scream out in frustration, throwing ki blasts into all the nearby trees. Once it was all over, Kakarot didn't feel better.

He hadn't felt better in years.

Bardock felt his stomach gurgling so he few up into the air, hoping to catch some sign of any animals. Bardock shut his eyes and concentrated as hard as he could. For the past few weeks, he had felt small levels of power without the help of his scouter. It had been broken for the past year, forcing Bardock to cultivate this new technique. Progress was slow. After a couple of minutes, a large cluster of very of weak power levels were taking refuge close by. Bardock opened his eyes and prepared to dash over to the powers when he heard a scream from below him. He looked down and saw a young, blue-haired girl staring up at him and screaming. Bardock sighed and raised up his hand, aiming it at the girl's vehicle. Blue energy pooled in the palm of his hand, before being violently released and flying into the car. A large explosion threw the girl backwards, forcing her into a nearby shrub. Once Bardock was sure she was gone, he again prepared to fly away.

"You nearly hit me, you big, dumb idiot!"

Bardock froze of a moment, sighed again, and slowly descended to the ground.

"You're becoming a really pain in my ass, bitch," Bardock scowled, striding towards the cowering girl. Panicky, the girl upholstered a pistol strapped to his waist and pointed it towards Bardock.

"Y-y-you better s-stand back," the girl said shakedly.

"Shoot me. I dare you, little girl. I don't think you'll like the consequences."

Bardock dashed forwards, stopping only centimeters away from the girl's face. Startled, she raised her hands into the air.
'Hey, that was just a joke," she laughed, feigning some sort of confidence, "If you let me go, i'll make it worth your while."

The girl raised up her skirt, revealing her white panties. She raised her eyebrows, hoping for any reaction from her terrifying attacker. Bardock's face remained deadpan.

"I don't care about your dirty, old vagina."

Bulma's face instantly shifted to face of pure anger.

"It's not dirty, you gross, old man!"

Bardock couldn't stop himself from laughing. If this girl was any older, he might find that strength attractive. He was much too old for breeding now. The girl was shocked. Only a moment ago, this superpowered old man was threatening to kill her, and now, he was laughing at her. Weakly, she joined in on the laughter, hoping that it might save her life.

"You're strange, girl. There wouldn't be many humans that would be willing to stand up to someone like me. What's your name anyway," Bardock said, finally stifling his laughter.

"I'm Bulma. The daughter of the famous Dr. Briefs."

"Who," Bardock asked, his face returning to its natural deadpanned self.

"You don't know who is," Bulma shouted, " Do you live under a rock?"

Bardock thought for a moment,

"Not under a rock, no. But we do live near one."

Bulma was desperately trying to hold back her rage, knowing that one small slip up might lead her to a similar fate to her car. Biting her tongue, Bulma asked,

"What do you mean by 'we'?"

Bardock, ignoring the question, responded,

"Well it was nice meeting you, Bulma Briefs, but I'm hungry."

Bulma shouted back as he turned away,

"Wait! You can't just leave a delicate flower like me alone in the woods. I'll die out here."

A sinister smile grew on Bardock's face.

"So what," Bardock asked sadistically, "Whether you die or not, really means nothing to me."

Bulma froze. The blood drained from her face. Oh god, she thought, I'm going to die here.

"Please mister, you can't just leave me here. Please I'll pay you."

"You don't have anything to pay me with. I have no need for your father's money."

Bulma's brain raced as Bardock began to walk away. He began to charge ki within his legs, readying himself to take off.

"What about a wish for anything."

Bardock stopped in his tracks. The faces of his saiyan brothers and sisters flashed in his mind.

"You better not be fucking with me, girl."

"No, I swear I'm not," Bulma babbled, pulling out two orange balls from her purse, "These things are called Dragon Balls."

Bardock snatched one from Bulma's hand and began to expect it. Bulma was going to respond but held her tongue. She needed to prove that she was useful to her attacker otherwise she wouldn't make it out of this alive.

"If you can collect all seven of them, then you will receive one wish of your choice."

"So where are the other ones," Bardock asked, still entranced by this 'dragon ball'.

"I don't know exactly but I made this," Bulma said, pulling a round device from her purse, "This will be able to show me where they are. Sadly, they're all scattered somewhere around the world."

Bardock thought for a moment. He still couldn't get the faces of his teammates out of his mind.

Fasha.

Toma.
"Ok. Follow me," Bardock mumbled, walking away from the smoldering wreck of the young girl's car. Bulma didn't wait for a second. Her usual eruptive nature had faded away when she was near this terrifying monster.

"Wait for me," she shouted, running into the bushes after Bardock.

Unbeknownst to Bardock and Bulma, this was going to be the most important event of their lives so far.

In the depths of space, a small squad of soldiers dashed through the unending abyss in spacepods.

"Where are we going to now, captain," a rat-like soldier said in his nasally voice.

"Earth, I think," the tall, muscular soldier responded

"And why the hell are we going to that dirt-ball," the rat laughed.

"Did you not even read the report, Nabokov," a fox responded, " We're going to deal with a rogue spacepod that escaped from Vegeta a couple of years ago."

"Why'd the hell did it take us so long to chase after it then," Nabokov cackled.

'Shut the hell up," the captain snarled, baring his teeth.

Nabokov looked down at his feet in the space pod,

"Sorry, captain."

The radio was shut down, basking the soldiers in silence. The captain stared off into space as the anesthetic settled in.

"We're coming for you."

"Bardock."

Hello again. Sorry that this chapter is slightly shorter than the other ones, I'm feeling a bit under the weather at the moment. I hope you guys are excited to see the return of everyone's favorite annoying, young girl.

Bulma!

I've decided to make her a little less annoying this time but who knows. Another check up on the power levels.

Bardock - 15,000

Kakarot - 1,500

Sorry there wasn't any of that sick Kami action this chapter but I can assure you he's doing important things. Meditating, I swear.

I'm hoping to make this a weekly series so if you read this but haven't followed, probably a good idea as more is coming. Thanks for you views anyway.

See ya next week,

mAskMaN09 :)