Renegade Outlaw

By CamboClarkus

AUTHORS NOTE: Wow, what a long time ago I began writing this. I am an old man now (30's haha) and still a huge fan of DBZ and my dude Bardock. I'm gonna do some re-writes, and hopefully continue the story for a long time coming. I'm really excited about this, hope you all enjoy it! A few things to remember with this FanFic: This is following the special, Not Supers rendition.

This story follows Bardock if he didn't wake up on time on Planet Meat and missed the destruction of Planet Vegeta, thus living. This is the prologue, the first chapter will appear after this, but this is to really get people interested in the idea. SO I hope you enjoy!

Prologue

"I failed" the words echoed infinitely in Bardock's mind. As his body began to disintegrate in the wake of Frieza's devastation. Deep in thought, numb to the feeling of his skin smoldering, "it hurts" He thought to himself as his descent toward planet Vegeta continued with a fiery speed. The skies roared with fear from his fellow Saiyan's at the sight of their incoming destruction. Their shrieks and cries echoed so far from him, but Bardock could hear them all. Bardock looked over to his arm, his skin beginning to char. This burning, however, was nothing to his pain of defeat. His fallen comrades appeared in his mind, seeing their beaten and lifeless corpses filled the pit of his stomach with rage and despair. Their shocked and fear filled expressions, he imagined their cries for help, and Tora, whose last wish was for him to survive, he had failed them all.

Bardock's family. What was to come of them? Gine was weak, not even able to fight amongst the low-class, subjected to the prepare foods for the returning warriors. She probably doesn't even know what's going on. Bardock could imagine her waiting for him in their little home outside of the capital. Standing at the window and watching the sky, waiting for him to come back to her, not knowing that they would never meet again. What of Raditz? He had remembered one of the health technicians informing him that he was sent to train with a small group to build up his strength. He had scoffed at this, how could men who were not himself teach his son to be ready for battle? It didn't matter now, he was safe. And then there was Kakarot, who was transported to a small planet our on the outskirts of the universe called Earth. He had missed his sons departure after the events on Planet Meat, arriving just a few seconds to late. Bardock had not even gotten to hold him yet. Now, he never would.

Bardock felt a tear form at the corner of his eye. He wasn't ready to die yet, he wasn't ready to let these people he loved so much go just yet. He wanted to continue raising his sons, teaching them the Saiyan way, how to hunt and kill. How to enjoy a good fight and know that even when out matched, to back down is worse than death. To hold his wife again and enjoy the cool evenings of their world. To fight along side his comrades, to have things be the way they used to be. "I...can't die..." thought Bardock "Shugesh, Borgos, Fasha, Tora, Gine, Raditz...Kakarot... I'm sorry I couldn't...save you...". As these thoughts of regret and sorrow poured into the depths of his soul, Bardock closed his eyes, waiting in fear of oblivion.

A sudden tingle jolted through Bardocks neck, causing his eyes to erupt open, his vision began to tunnel and he felt himself being ripped through time and space. Bardock closed his eyes, but only to see visions of a life he knew nothing of. A young boy fighting monsters, militia men, warlords, demons; then it all stopped. Bardock opened his eyes again, finding himself on a strange world, with blue ground and green sky. Bardock looked around confused, "Is this hell?" he thought to himself, Bardock walked towards the edge of the land he stood on, looking to the water, looking to the horizon "What is this? Why am I here?". Suddenly, a killing intent that he had never felt before smacked him in the back. Bardock turned around to face the opponent that had sent a shiver through him.

Before him stood two beings across from each other. The being to the right was a small being, purple and white, with piercing red eyes. The being did not acknowledge Bardock, but instead faced away from him, his sights set on the other. Bardock turned and saw what looked like him, dressed in strange orange clothing and a glare of righteousness. The young man seemed strong, confident, not a shred of fear as he stood before the beast. "Kakarot?" he thought "then..." Bardock turned back to the beast across from his son, feeling a sense of terror overcome him "...Frieza? What is this?" Then, it all came to him, Bardock felt a smile curl onto his lips Bardock relaxed his stance, chuckling slyly "You can't beat us Frieza" he said with a snare "you may destroy our planet, but you can't destroy our will to fight". The sounds of a crackling fire caught Bardock's attention, Bardock looked in the direction of the sound to see it beginning to dissolve from a burning fire. Bardock sighed disappointedly "Guess my times up" he said quietly" Bardock turned towards the destructive flame and began walking towards it. Bardock could not hide his prideful smile as he walked to his doom "Kakarot... he will avenge us all... this is his fight" he thought as he continued to walk away "I did my part." Bardock stopped and turned around to see his son once more "Now, my son... it's your turn".

As the destruction began to engulf Bardock, he realized he no longer felt the fear he had before. He no longer felt the anguish and despair of a failure, for he had not failed. He had created a idea, that even the most brutal of tyrants can face rebellion, a story he hoped would inspire all to fight against Frieza. As the light clouded his vision Bardock tilted his head toward the sky and smiled "Thank you Kanassan for this power, for showing me the truth...Kakarot...my son... I only wish I could have held you in my arms when i had the chance...goodbye my son" and then, darkness.

Bardock seemed to be floating in his dark world, surrounded by nothing and able to see nothing. Slowly, he began to feel a cool sensation crashing over him. He began hearing the sounds of bubbling liquid. All of his senses seemed to start to revive, as though he was waking up from a nightmare. His silence was soon disrupted by voices "When we got here, we stumbled on a group of corpses, four males and a female, underneath them. was him. Bardock felt the presence of other beings, so close and yet just out of his reach. He could feel one of a decent power, maybe on par with Fasha or Tora for sure a warrior. The other was weak, but spoke with an educated tone, more than likely a health technician. "What's his story?" asked the warrior "His name is Bardock" said the technician "a Saiyan elite, according to records-" "A Saiyan?!" interrupted the warrior "you're shitting me!? they all just got wiped out by some meteor, we didn't think they had any survivors". There was silence, then a low cough "Well that's a shame...Master Frieza will be pleased to hear we have at least one survivor...contact his ship at once." Bardock listened to the men leave the healing chamber hall, when he heard the door, he slowly opened his eyes. A slow and cruel excitement began it's build inside him. He was alive and his fight was not yet over, it had just begun.

Authors note!

Well, and so begins the story of the Renegade Outlaw! I hope you enjoyed the prologue. Stay tuned for the first chapter as Bardock begins his revolution. Expect more chapters in the future