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Hey, Doctor_Who_Amy_Pond here!!! Okay this is a really old fanfic I did when I was younger (Well... The story line i came up with years ago, I just fixed it up here and there). It's a story of Bardock, his entire life from the day he was born to the day he died blah blah blah, anyway yeah I'll shut up now.

So here it is!!! Chapter one! Tell me your feedback. If you think it's totally ridiculous and horrible then I'll stop, seriously. I think it's a bit flimsey... But it's my best shot at writing a fanfic. biggrin

hehe cute!!
its really good so far n.n!

and a power level of 75 mrgreen

lol thats awesome how old were you when you first made this?

Awww a young Bardock! I bet he looks like Goku! xDD I like it keep going!

Haha, thanks guys!

I'm writing Chapter 2 right now. Nearly finished! biggrin

6 months had gone by since the passing of Cecilia. Tomas was laying in bed, tossing and turning of the thought of his now deceased love, her face constantly turning in his head, picturing her on her death bed, remembering her grip loosening on his hand. That date six months ago marked the date of his son’s birth and also marked the date of his wife’s dead, which got to him the most. Knowing that every birthday which rolled by, would also be the anniversary of his wife’s passing. He tossed onto his side again in his bed, when suddenly he heard the wail of his son, who slept in the small cot next to the bed, which jerked awake the rest of the Saiyans who shared the room with him. In the lower class, there was approximately 40 saiyans in each room. Hesighed, sitting up on his bed, looking down at him.
“What’s wrong now Bardock?” He questioned, picking him up from the cot. “You’re supposed to be a Saiyan! Saiyans don’t cry!” He exclaimed which caused him to start wailing even louder.
“Nice job Tomas!” Cinthia exclaimed, shoving her head underneath a pillow.
“Now that’s a wail of a true warrior, you carry on there Bardock buddy.” Sultna remarked, which caused other saiyans around the room to throw their worn out, battered cushions, (Which had been used for years by us) at him. “Hey!”
“Just shut up Sultna.” Cinthia remarked.
“I don’t know what’s wrong with him now, it’s ridiculous, I can’t do this!” Tomas exclaimed, putting him down on the bed.
“You can’t stop undermining yourself like that Tomas. You made a promise to Cecilia, that was her final request.” Replied Onsman.
“Just shut up! Stop, just stop calling it a bloody final request! It’s getting on my nerves!” He snapped at them, climbing out of bed now, and started to slip on his armour.
“Hey, where are you going? It’s the middle of the night.” Cinthia reminded me.
“I don’t care. I’m going to train. Look after him.” He replied, not even bothering to look at Bardock, as he sat down on the bed again, pulling on his boots.
“Train? Tomas come on man. You haven’t had a decent nights sleep since your kid was born.” Sultna said.
“Well looks like I won’t be having any decent nights sleep for another few months at the rate he’s going. Crying every single night, just go to sleep for god’s sake!” He yelled, only to startle Bardock again. He burst out into cries again, which made him groan, pulling on his dark black hair. He was about to rip my hair out at that moment, but loosened the grip, sighing a little, and then looked up again, letting his hands fall. “I’m going to train. Just… Shut him up.” He demanded, and stood up, walking out of the room.

Hours went by as Tomas continued my training.
‘If Cecilia saw me now with Bardock, she would be so ashamed.’ Tomas thought to myself, punching the thin air. ‘She would be practically turning in her grave. I have treated that kid like it was his fault, that he caused her death, and I promised to Cecilia I wouldn’t do that. What kind of father does that make me?’ He began to wonder. The breeze from the distance hit him, cooling him down a little, when suddenly someone walked up to him.
“Tomas. You’ve been assigned to a mission.” A guard said.
“Great.” He remarked, sarcasm oozing out of his mouth. “Where now?”
“Planet… Tranyoup… Or something.” He replied, and he sighed, nodding.
“Fine whatever. Me and my crew will depart shortly. Let me just go and wake them.” He replied, and he nodded, marching off again. The saiyan warrior went back into the building, going down the steps to my level, and walked into the room, only to discover them all awake, and were getting their armour on. “Get the message?”
“Yeah. Let’s go. See you later Bardock, bye.” Cinthia said, slightly tickling Bardock a little, and then stood up straight again. “You can take him down to the nursery or something. They can keep him there.”
“Just leave him there. He’ll be fine for when I return.” He replied, walking out.
“Are you sure? I mean… What if something happens?” Sultna asked.
“Nothing will happen. Don’t worry. I’ll tell the nursery that he’s still up here. They’ll feed him and what not.” Tomas reassured him, walking down the corridor.

Within two hours they had arrived at Planet Tranyoup, and started battling the habitants there. It was a much harder fight than they thought, but within a day or so, and at the end of the battle, just sat down for a rest, talking slightly.
“So hey, I saw Serpina eying you up in the bar.” Cinthia said, and Tomas rolled my eyes.
“She just doesn’t stop does she? I think you’ve got a little admirer Tomas.” Sultna joked, nudging him a little with a smirk on his face.
“Shut up now or I’ll blast that stupid smirk off your face.” Tomas threatened him, and Sultna’s smirk disappeared.
“Tomas, what the hell is wrong with you? We’re only joking.” Onsman said.
“Well I don’t find it funny!” He yelled at them.
“Well sorry.” Cinthia said, pulling her knees up to her chest, and wrapping her arms around them. There was an awkward silence between us all, but Tomas didn’t realise, as his mind was just set on Cecilia. “You okay?” She asked, making him snap back into reality again.
“Yeah… Just perfect.” He said through my teeth, as he stood up from the ground. “We need to go. I’ve got the kid to get back to.”
“Fine… Okay then.” Onsman replied, standing up from his seat as well, when suddenly a blast came towards tey, from nowhere. It hit Sultna right on the chest, and sent him flying through the reckage, and through one of the mountains on the scene.
“You destroyed my entire population…” Someone said, wearing a dark, jet black cape, that had a massive hood, which covered his face from our sight. “But the fight hasn’t even started yet.”
“Who are you? I demand for you to tell me who you are!” Tomas demanded. The person lowered his hood, revealing to be one of the creatures from this planet they had just conquered.
“I am the ruler of this planet. I watched you take over my planet, and I sat there doing nothing. I admit, I am a coward, but enough of enough.” He said, and fired up, with this white glow firing around him. “I will avenge the rest of my race from you ape monsters! It’s the beginning of the end for you!” He yelled, and suddenly they yet again found themselves in battle.

He couldn’t handle it anymore. He had underestimated this enemy, they all had underestimated him. He had already destroyed the rest of his crew, it was only him left.
“Please… Have mercy.” Tomas begged, critically injured, and on the ground, unable to move as the creature had his foot up on his chest, pressing down hard. He heard his ribs shatter and break, which made him yelp out in pain. “I have a son! His Mother died the day he was born, he only has me and no-one else! Please! Just let me go!”
“Those were the things my people were saying as well, but you didn’t care about that did you? You just kept on slaughtering all of them.” Replied the creature, and then stepped off him again, showing a hand towards him. “Your time has come Tomas… Saiyan scum.” He remarked, and started up a fireball.
“Please, I beg of you.” Tomas pleaded, which made the creature laugh. “He’s a low class saiyan. He will be treated as dirt, more than now. If he’s an orphan, he won’t even have a bed to sleep on, and he’s only 6 months old.”
“How about having an entire population slaughtered by the hands of you apes? He’s on his own now Tomas… I hope you said goodbye to your precious son.” He replied, and then fired the blast towards Tomas, which was so strong it nearly blew up the entire island they were fighting on.

A few minutes later, back on Frieza’s ship, confirmation that the low class saiyan crew had been killed came back to the young ruler, who had just taken his control over the saiyan race, just under a year ago.
“Lord Frieza. It has been confirmed that Tomas and his crew have been defeated on Planet Trapyoup. Only one of it’s inhabitants remains. The King of the race.” Newly promoted General and right hand man Zarbon said, after walking into the chamber Frieza remained in. Frieza huffed a little, returning his eyes back to the screen where he was observing the training of the higher class.
“Weaklings. I just knew one day they were going to get beaten.” He replied.
“Lord Frieza, there is one question in everyone’s mind. Tomas left a 6 month old baby boy alone. What shall we do with him?”
“Just bung him with the nearest low class couple you can find. Nobody cares.” He replied.
“But you see Lord Frieza, Tomas’ baby is the baby which was born with a rare power level which had never been witnessed before. I mean… 75.”
“Oh 75, I’ve known babies of other races being born with power levels of 2000 or so. As I said, just take him to the nearest low class couple you can find. He’ll be fine.” He demanded, and Zarbon nodded, bowing before his master, and then left,to to go make the arrangements. Well looks like Bardock is definitely on his own from now on…

Whoa! I'm on a fanfic roll here!!! Chapter 5... TADA!!!