Bardock: Vacuum roads

[ANB]

Hello everyone! I'm ANB, known as Ultra SSj Vegeta on MFG v.3. Recently, lots of fan-fiction ideas have been going through my head and honestly I have been wanting to write them down for years; so here is my first fan-fiction...! I chose Bardock and time-travelling as the theme because 1) Bardock is pretty much the most important support character in DBZ (Being Goku's dad) and time-travelling is fascinating. Enjoy, and please be as honest as possible.



Anouncement 10/07/07: Even if you've read the first chapter, READ AGAIN. I changed and added a few small but very important details.

Anouncement 10/07/07 pt. 2: New Ch. 5!

Anouncement 10/09/07: Ch. 6 added, plot thickening. NEWSFLASH: I have free banners for everyone! Go around and spread my story, NOW. J/k, truthfully, I need help deciding which of my drafts are "better". Look at my most recent post for details.

Anoouncement 10/14/07:Chapter 7, sorry for such a BORING update...

Anouncement 10/27/07: Sry 4 t3h l8 updat3. Usual S***.

Anouncement 11/01/07: This week's release is a double-chapter special. We see all the major players withholding their trump-cards and laying down all the pieces. What will become of this eerie new monk...? Also, Prince Vegeta makes his first appearance.

Anouncement 11/12/07: I will try to release one per week with a double feature every month or so. Chapter 11 marks the first appearance of a transformed character. Also, I plan on posting scans of my concept art for all the new characters.

Anouncement 11/21/07: Chapter 12. I decide to stay as purist as I could with the names (especially for characters. Ex: Frieza---Freeza).

Anouncement 12/12/07: Does somebody mind explaining why my fic has the most number of views (Other than JC's and the Character creation thread--which doesn't count)? Why oh WHY do people read and not post...? Nao, I know I said last week would be a double chapter release but school is killing me...! I'm banninated until my Enlgish goes up from a 'C' (believe what you are hearin. A 'C'. Motivated parents eh...?).

But it's all good. Part of being a man. Heh, I'll have more time during winter break and next Spring I'm going to revamp my entire schedule. Before than I plan to finish the current story-arc. Whut, u thought this was gonna be short-and sweet like the movie >:}

I don't know how long I can keep this up honestly. I'm not gonna die anytime soon but things are looking bleak for the interwebz in general. Just...like, pray for me 'k...??

Anouncement 12/25/07: I'm baaack, nyiggas! Chapter 13 and a few character illustrations are now posted. I'll make up for it, trust me ;D

Scenario 00-Prologue

The 28 year-old saiyajin warrior gazes off into the àn mìng yùn star-system. A dying group of stars that have finally been lain to rest. When he was there, up close to notice, the super-giant star qi wàng had already exploded into a black hole. This was his ticket home...or not. Either way it was a spectacular view. Only 2 billion light-years away, Bardock could see the cosmic debris spewing from the center of the once glorious system. Similar to the attack that Go-----

Scenario 01-A choice in fate.

The Kanassajin were weak, but cunning. In his Oozaroo form Shugesh easily crushed them, swatting them like annoying gnats meddling with his food. One of the bluish, amphibian-like creatures snuck up on him from behind a rock, and latched onto his tail. He prepared to stab him, but Shugesh was far too upset about his previous wound--choosing to simply whip his tail swiftly; effectively swatting the Kanassian. It careened into a mountain.

Although now in their rampaging ape forms, Bardock and his crew could tell the inhabitants were giving them an unusual amount of hard time. Normally, their kind, with power-levels no higher than 500, wouldn't even bother them. Now all of a sudden they used scare-tactics that actually seemed to work. Borgos was hit in the jaw by a giant log; telepathically thrown at him by a group of mystic elders. Unstable, he tripped over an obvious trap and fell in a 500 foot pit. Even Tora was having problems. Frustrated, Bardock begins to roar:

"GRRRAWRRAAAH!!!"

He unleashes a wide-ranged, bluish mouth-beam that devastates the entire surface of the planet. Unaware of how much chi they were loosing, Tora, Fasha, and Shugesh join in, roaring in unison. The Kanassajin "threat" is wiped out.

Being an expert with artificial moons, Tora created one that would last 2 hours (The amount of time the rival team Dodoria gave them before they butt-in). With the "moon" gone, the savage beasts revert to their somewhat controllable forms.

Fasha: What's wrong Bardock...?

He was staring at the blood-stained desert. Something troubled him, like anxiety was slowly creeping up on him. Inching foreword from under a rock like fleas.

Bardock: Huh? Oh, I just...could have sworn I felt something...

Shugesh: Well your bound to tingle in the veins after slaughtering hundreds, unless your that sadistic.

Bardock didn't like Shugesh's sarcastic, hypocritical comment. Maybe he was just playing around. Either way, Bardock didn’t care, he was more interested in Fasha‘s concerns.

Bardock: A-anybody feel like things just don't seem right? Dodoria only gave us this mission because he knew it would be "humiliating to his rep,". Those Kanassajins shouldn't have been able to trouble Shugesh, or Tora for that matter.

Tora, who had kept his eyes closed after reverting from ape-form, nodded. The wind chilled through his long ebony hair and caused him to shiver. It eerily circled around each member of the group before swiftly moving south.

Bardock: Anyway, I'll go look for some battery juice. This planet is above-average in resources and our pods are jammed.

Waving to his celebrating crew-mates, Bardock headed across the desert. So hot, and yet so humid. Kanassa-sei was an odd planet. Bardock had just barely arrived at a forest when he spotted brown proto-flowers.

Bardock: Hah, knew there was a way to get off this rock.

Just then, his scouter went *BWEEEP!*. A power-level of 600 had been in hiding, and was now right behind him. Bardock whirls around only to realize he was too late. A cold chill could be felt on his neck, and a oddly shaped grayish blue creature shouted some war-cry gibberish when...

*ZWIP!*

As he came to, Bardock arose completely astonished. Or, was he dreaming...? The latter option would have been much dearer to him, for below, above, to the south-west--all around him were stars!

Bardock: The hell?!? Oh shoot, I can't--

For some reason, he could breath effortlessly. A gigantic gray comet was mere feet from his nose as a he whirled around in excitement. Smoke could be seen from Young Nebula dozens of light years away. He could just make out a beam of light that extended forever. “Probably a quasar,” he thought. Strange enough, it didn't move. Nothing did.

Bardock:...

Even the stars sending light from one system to another were completely frozen. Then, as he began to convince himself that he wasn't a lunatic, a large hideous form loomed before him. It's essence was like toxic gas commonly seen above Saiyajin moon factories. Three crimson purple eyes slowly peeled open from what appeared to be the head. Their "expression" was clearly disturbed and irritated.

???: Who has dared to disturb my slumber?!?

Wetting himself, Bardock reached for the side button of his scouter. The mysterious being had a power-level of 10,000,000!

Bardock: A-amah, aaa---

Cutting him off, the gaseous form shouted:

???” "GYAA, KHAAA HAA!!!"

To Bardock, it sounded more like hearty laughter than anger. Then, the smoke slowly whirled around itself and spun. So fast it whirled that it mesmerized the Saiyajin by mere glances. Streaks of purple, blue, and red collided with small, glistening white orbs resembling dwarf-stars. Bardock was pulled into what appeared to be a miniature black-hole, and saw a beautiful woman beyond description. He felt as though it were an optical illusion, but was corrected when the scouter picked up her life-force signature. For some reason, the device shut down. She began speaking esoteric mumbo-jumbo, but her voice was soothing, soft, and very reassuring. Bardock almost forgot he was clueless of his surroundings while being pulled in by it's charm.

???: I see, then you are the first of the three destiny molders. Do you want to be one of the few privileged to choose their own destinies...?

Bardock: I. I uh...yeah! Why not?!

He sat down absent-mindedly. He did not even notice that as his rear pressed against the fuchsia “void”, it darkened and seemed to leave an imprint in a similar fashion to snow. He clasped his hands together and stared attentively.

???: This is what lies between dimensional barriers. It is in fact, the home of those who face total oblivion and annihilation. Even the Kais cannot bear jurisdiction over it.

He nodded, writing a mental note that he should ask who the “Kais” were.

???: There are only three people who will be allowed to choose their destiny…although they cannot change fate. You were granted this permission by Lín Zhù, a--

Bardock: Just a second…

He slammed his hands palms down on his thighs and narrowed his vision.

Bardock: Who the HELL are you?!

???: Me? I am just one of many envoys for the Ancient Observers. I assure you, your friends are safe. This place has been frozen due to my ability: freezing space. I cannot, however, freeze time.

Bardock: Riiight (Why is she so calm?), but, I don't know what I'm doing here. I don't know whether you want to kill me or just want to use me. I am a low-class-Saiyajin. My team and I know nothing but how to fight and take crap from our superiors.

She showed a hint of excitement.

???: Well, that's wonderful! Hopefully this means there won't be much resistance.

Bardock: Resist...lady, you don't know who your talking to. IF I don't like how things are, I'll change it with my mouth first, then with my fist, then--

???: That's not very friendly; after-all: We are to be partners. Or not. It's your choice.

End of scenario 01

[Zer0]

Pretty good for your first fanfic. The usual critism for fanfiction more details but you did a good job. An interesting idea Bardock and time travel. I hope you continue this story.

[e-dog]

just as zero said this fic is pretty good just a bit more details and it would be flawless, i love fics about bardock and i'll have my own fic on this boards about bardock.

[ANB]

Whew! I had to deal with a lot of crap, but this weekend I plan to release at least two chapters (This being the first). Two responses…? Well, like they say, start small and get bigger. More detail…? SURE!!! I took Honors English, shouldn’t be a problem.

Scenario 02-Decision

Deep space. It seemed as the time hadn’t moved. A bright ice-blue comet twinkled from at least forty million miles away. The glistening rings of planet Jag, even though they were stationary, seemed to whirl quietly on their own. It was a crazy display of green, purple, and orange bands with hundreds of tiny granular rocks orbiting near the stratosphere.

The void expanded in area as the women continued to explain it. Bardock landed on a small charcoal chunk. It was apparently an asteroid burnt to a crisp by sun exposure. He got comfortable and opened his eyes.

Bardock: Partners, I already have partners. My friends, my only friends, are frozen and now their bodies age. Could that shorten their life-expectancy…?

The woman smiled. She waved her milky gray hand. A mist of dark-color whirled and formed into what may be a television screen. Tora, Shugesh and the others were there. All of them looked satisfied and hearty.

???: I told you, they’re safe.

Bardock: I’ll go, but any time I feel worried you’d better clue me in.

Trust and cynicism. Laziness and enthusiasm. Greed and self-content. Two sides of the same coin. Bardock flipped the first one in his mind. It darted elegantly across pools of pitch-black liquid, then landing. He sighed seeing it face up.

Bardock: My destiny. Prove I can change it.

???: You want me to prove--showing you what is going on anywhere else in the known universe isn’t enough? Saiyajins demand too much, or is it just you…?

He glared with that one--

Bardock: You know, before meeting someone, you should address your name. I’m…never mind. You probably work with some high tech-organization and know my blood type, age and all that jazz.

She looked very reassured with that. Relaxing her shoulders and crossing her arms, she spoke with much atonement.

???: Your catching on, I like that. My name…is Ude (Ood). The ancient watchers are waiting, come.

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…They go through a small star-system. Near the center, asteroids were being pulled in. Actually, they were in the process, nothing moved. Ude looked more and more cheerful as they sped towards the transparent behemoth.

Ude: Do you know what a black-hole is…?

Sweat, Bardock hadn’t sweat since the Kanassajin battle. The leather on his glove soaked the water, but then it sled down and onto his pants.

Bardock: Uh, yeah. It has it’s own section in the chapter about Space Precautions. Every sailor reads it to prepare for the driving exam.

Ude: Stop here. You ever heard about Quake 05? The Super-giant star in the Northwest…? Scientists were trying to prevent it from becoming a black-hole. It had so much mass and it’s volume so great that it collapsed the moment an exploration ship approached. It had little to do with the thousands of solar objects within it’s gravitational pull, it simply had too much too handle.

Bardock:…Even inanimate objects can get stressed out. HA!

Ude wasn’t the least beat amused in dry humor. She smiled a fake courteous smile to carry on the moment, then she was dead-serious.

Ude: Quake 05 was the “star-attraction” of a massive financial empire. Due to the fact several paths and systems in space became deterred in it’s direction, Quake 05 quickly became the ideal location for tourism and business. Billions of lives were lost…But many were corrupt. They extracted energy from the stars core and created stable fusion to power ships on long voyages. In the end, they killed themselves during their conquest for power.

Then, abruptly, she kept flying. A dazed and thoroughly terrified Bardock followed. They were now directly over the “hole in space“. Two small moons, one dark brown charred by meteors and the other luminescent blue covered with purple oceans, had suffered the consequences of orbiting too close. “What a waste” the Saiyajin thought. It was as though someone sat on a double-decker cheeseburger, flat as a pancake with all the insides mooshed to the side. That’s what happens when your pulled in, and there’s no escape…

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Ude: Are you ready…?

Bardock: For what?!?

Ude: You said you wanted to change your destiny. The key to time travel is the very stars that make up our wonderful universe. Research on black-hole proves the existence of rotating ones, which means that white-holes exist.

Bardock: White holes..? You mean it’s possible to ESCAPE?

Ude: Precisely. Here, for the trip ahead, you will need strength.

Ude shouts a kiai and a dark-green aura surrounds her. She seems to be enveloped by lime bands which constrict, and then release. Cupping her small boney-hands, a white-ball of shimmering light is formed. It is so bright Bardock is nearly blinded. Without warning, Ude thrusts it into his solar plexus and he coughs up water. His pupils recede to the back, and his muscles bulge.

Bardock: Waugh…!!!

Steam pours from his ears while sweat quickly escapes from his head-band. Infuriated, he instinctively grabs her by the shirt and shouts.

Bardock: Yo-you! I’m gonna…

Total silence.

Bardock:…I feel…holy shit. What’s my power-level…?

Bardock reached for the queer changeling device. It felt surprisingly warm against his scalp. The numbers beeped rapidly.

Bardock: It’s…unbelievable. My power-level is 100,000!!! I can fight King Vegeta! No…this is nothing. I was gifted this strength.

His companion nodded in agreement.

Ude: Yes, a gift. A blessing. I could turn space back on right now, and we’d be killed in an instant. If we rode the event horizon the path it is traveling, we’d simply be on the south end of the black-hole. We’d also shorten our life-span by 1-hour. But if we go the other way, at approximately 504 mph, we’d end up at the beginning of this star’s life.

Bardock: When it was just a cloud of gas forming itself--time travel! I get it. Wait, why would we go that far…? This star is 22 billion years old…

Ude had a sinister, mischievous look on her face. The small dimples near her cheek bones stretched several millimeters. She laughed confidently.

Ude: We’re not going 22 billion years, we’re going 3 hours.

The low-class Saiyajin was perplexed. His strong, triangular jaw literally dropped while drool careened over the waterfall of his mouth. One question burned in his mind: Why? Did his team do something wrong? He was sure he completed the genocide, the scouter said so.

Bardock: Wait, there was that one guy who snuck up behind me. And then you, you saved my life!!!

Ude: Well DUH. I was waiting for you to figure it out.

Bardock scratched his head and smiled.

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Ude: Your sons will do great things in the future. There was originally going to be a Kanassajin waiting to ambush you, but you left early. Also, in this reality there was no Kanassajin. It also would have attacked you while still with your comrades. They can see the future and have been a thorn in our side for centuries. That strike earlier wouldn’t have hurt you, it would have given you the ability to see like them.

Bardock: What would I see…?

Ude: Many things, but for now I will tell you that what you see, the final vision, is your death…at the hands of Frieza. Your team dies too.

He couldn’t believe this. Why would he squeeze the lifeblood of the Saiyajin trade empire…? Including his crew, there were only around 5 operating teams and less than 20 reinforcements. Applications came in slower than running molasses.

Bardock: So that’s how it is. We’re the bread and butter of his money-making scheme, his hands and feet, his muscles. And yet, he kills us.

Anger consumed Bardock. He didn’t give an ant’s turd anymore. It was all or nothing.

Bardock: Well, what are we waiting for? I don’t have anything to loose!!!

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End of scenario 02.

Just to let you know up front, the next chapter won't be this long, but it'll be good! One of the enemies will be introduced and the characters will have something to fear.

[JAIF]

w00t. Cool stuff. DBZ = thoroughly out-dated, surpassed, trashed to dust, over-analyzed, and all that stuff nowadays, but that piece of fic was cool. Update.

[ANB]

Originally Posted by JAIF

w00t. Cool stuff. DBZ = thoroughly out-dated, surpassed, trashed to dust, over-analyzed, and all that stuff nowadays, but that piece of fic was cool. Update.

Thnx ^0^. using all those negative words while describing my story as "cool" made me feel so much better. Will update on Saturday.



EDIT: I can't release the chapter this saturday because of my Field trip to Cedar Point (Lucky me). Last week I had finals, so I'm gonna be taking it easy. Don't worry, I 've been thinking all about the story and know what to do.

[ANB]

Scenario 03-Anti-Matter

Ude clapped her hands twice; which caused the black hole to start spinning.

Ude: Alright, make sure you follow a 45 degree path and keep your eyes peeled for a bright white light. Follow me if you get lost!



With that, she took off. Bardock was once again confused, but he shook the feeling and took off in a burst of brilliant white light.

Bardock: Crazy woman…

-Frieza’s control room-



Zarbon: 10: 54, read minutes of last meeting. 10:56, Zarbon fetches a Kleenex for Lord Frieza. 10:57, Orin is killed for lacking a sufficient battle report. 10: 6--

This was his life. Zarbon attempted a bloodless coup that originated in his alliance with King Kold. When Frieza was 21, he managed to seize power within the small but powerfully influential Frio clan. One of the first programs carried out was the removal of Kold’s position as emperor. Since his child-hood, Frieza was extremely loyal to his family and friends and grew up running errands and writing essays. Towards puberty, he slowly became more and more ambitious. Coupled with his pampered life-style (Since he was given much liberty from his father), not to mention his narcissistic nature, it only made sense when he finally sprung his trap.

Frieza placed his hands in the air, palms foreword. This was a common Changeling gesture meaning “that’s enough”. They say war generals in the past used it to halt the enemies offense, then opening fire when off-guard.

Zarbon: Lord Frieza, you said that these minutes were essential to our understanding of progress. Our agenda--

Frieza: Our agenda is to beat the Saiyajins into submission and conquer the North galaxy. I don’t expect you to keep up with my methodology. That is why I have you review the past meetings; for all of you.

He pointed at the assembly of lethargic soldiers and secretaries. Even Dodoria, a devout pro-imperialist had drool on his bottom lip. The spiky blob corrected his error, shifted in his boots and stood in attention. Frieza motioned Apple to come forward.

Apple: Sir, our latest patients have been diagnosed with cosmetranst. The privates were marred due to continued exposure.

The cold emperor scrunched up his face and looked at Apple with disgust.

Frieza: What makes you think I need to here about a man’s privates…? I just want to know who has been afflicted with the plague.

Apple cleared his throat; very embarrassed. He was used to it though, being a doctor.

Apple: what I meant was that the soldiers who are ranked private came too close to a cloud of cosmic debris. General Dodoria couldn’t here their distress signal, and kept them out there for some time.

Frieza hummed.--

Apple: We don’t know the Ph of the plague. Zarbon was supposed to investigate it.

Frieza: Zarbon, you will lead a group of ten, which includes yourself, to the coordinates 83/200. Apple--

Apple: Tuffah. In my native tongue, I’m called Tuffah.

Frieza:…Will continue treating those afflicted with Cosmo genetics.

The small, large-headed alien interrupted again, informing his leader that it was cosmetranst and not a specific genealogical study. Many grunts to the front of the room snickered while exchanging jokes. The room was suddenly vibrant, and the over-head lights began to shine brighter. The shoe-shiner had received his pay and left, while the body-guards already had their coffee mugs ready (Itching for a drink).

The small, horned tyrant slammed his fist on the podium. He acted as Chairmen and Supreme Judge.



Frieza: ORDER men. We will continue our investigation on this mysterious plague while continuing to lobby King Vegeta’s closest aides. Remember, our ultimate goal is to show these monkeys who the real players are. Until then, chambers.

-Quake 05-



“Vroom” was the only word an astronomer could use to describe the beauty of Quake 05. Shepherds and regular Joe’s traveling the open road would gap in awe of the traveling neon white-light that seemed to circle the anomaly.

Bardock: 504 mph…? Shouldn’t be too hard. With this strength, I can probably reach at least 600.



He dodged a comet, despite appearing as one to the regular eye, and made a 90 degree turn.

Bardock: Whoops, u-turn.

This was the problem with modern physics. Reports of “shooting stars” are often confused with tales of legendary golden warriors who seem to protect the sky. It becomes worse when, in situations like with Bardock and the comet, two seem to face each other and can suddenly shift course.

Bardock: There are so many stars out tonight. I wish Tora was here, he’d be--



A strong right fist slammed into the triangular prism that is Bardock’s chin. He clenched a split second after the impact, and he could feel two rear wisdom teeth crumbling to the granular level. The low-class Saiyajin was sent careening into the silver planetoid…which crumbled to shards.

The fist was still clenched and it was not organic, it was mechanical. The weapon of mass destruction slowly returned to it’s master, then fell to the side awaiting further command. The dark figure seeming to breath in cosmic smoke looked in the direction of the chaos.

Bardock: What the shi--

It dashed for him. A quick but power-less chi blast was hurled at the unknown individual, but he disappeared and left the defender whirling his head around in excitement.

Bardock: You a space pirate??? If you want to steal off me, you’re out of luck. I just ate the last kernel!

Suddenly, low beeps were heard right behind Bardock. He whirled quickly with a round-house only to have it blocked. The attacker spoke:

???: You shouldn’t be so rough…My matter clashing with your matter could result in chaos. I’m made of different stuff than you CHIMP.

He pushed his right hand out and sent his opponent on another trip down memory lane. Fortunately, Bardock caught himself pre-impact. He was already staring straight ahead at the on-looker.

Bardock: You damned hypocrite…first you tell me to take it easy and then you smash me. Then you insult my lineage! I’ve been working up a steam, and you’ll be the first to be scorched!

This seemed to amuse the on-looker, for even though his face was veiled his tone of voice changed to one of satire.

???: You really need to work on your vocabulary, and please: Don’t become a poet.

With that, he sorued (Shaved into a speed that normal eyes can’t track.) and left Bardock once again glancing around him. The anxious Saiyajin activated the scouter and awaited a response.

-Quake 05 interior-



Ude was getting closer and closer to her target: The white dwarf.



Ude: 487...488...490. Almost there.

Having the ability to sense chi, Ude felt Bardock’s like a jolt of lighting. She could tell he was in danger, but didn’t know what the problem was.

Ude: Did the idiot move to close to the event horizon…??

She whirled in a luminating 360 degree turn. She’d be alright if she went back in time, but Bardock was crucial to the Ancient Watchers’ agenda. She was NOT about to do a whole new stack of paper-work.

-Quake 05 outskirts-



Bardock: Darn him, he’s hiding amongst the rocks and is somehow suppressing his chi. He’s gonna go in for another ambush.

The scouter began fizzing while the digits went lower and lower.

Bardock: 200, 153, 10...! He’s jumping the gun!

Suddenly, the scouter shut off. Bardock took it off and tinkered with the side panel, giving it a juice.

Bardock: Come on…he’ll be here any second.

The device slowly rebooted. Then, from zero, it counted down…

Bardock: I-I refuse to believe this. His body is made entirely of anti-matter!!!

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End of scenario 03

[ANB]

Btw everyone, you are allowed to comment here. This is my first fic, so please let me know how you feel. Scenario 04-The enemy of my friendShimmering lights from the flattening moon blinded Bardock as he gazed into the vacuum of space. It was much colder than he thought it would be. Very rarely would a Saiyajin venture outside his ship except for emergencies. He knew he could only last 2-3 hours tops, so whoever this punk was had better clarify who he was and why he was tangling with Bardock.Bardock: Where…IS…he…???Ude could now see him. She breathed a sigh of relief upon realizing her companion was safe. Black Holes were measured in units of probos. It is a myth that you would be instantly pulled in; in fact: there are several “holes” within the event horizon that can be crossed without harm. You just had to know where and when to move.The mysterious being was kneeling on an asteroid while punching in buttons on a small hand-held device. It was slim, silver, and very cube-like in appearance. An oily wire was protruding from the left side. The creature spoke:???: Sir, I have confirmed the identity of the destiny molder.???2: <And how was he…?>The individual on the other line had a gruff, demanding voice. He seemed to have a sour throat and was also occupied with something. Mechanical buzzes were heard from the receiver.???: You’ll be pleased to know that he readily accepted her offer. It is only a matter of time before he witnesses his own downfall.???2: <Do not forget that he is crucial to our ideals of absolute justice. Isn’t that right B—>???:…They might catch this frequency. Stay on top of your game old man.Chuckling, yet apologetic, the old man on the other line quickly responded in an apologetic tone. He then asked about the Saiyajin new-born, Kakkarot. ???: Kakkarot eh…? He give us a lot of trouble in the original time-line, but he won’t even be significant now. Once we finish with Bardock, he’ll suffer.Bardock: Who’ll suffer…?The mysterious being glared up at him. Intense red eyes that seemed to have no end glowed in the sun-light. His hand was trembling, while the machine vibrated in excitement. Old man: <What’s going on…? Who said that? Respond!>While maintaining his focus on the newcomer, Tall dark and gruesome crushed the silver device in his right hand—the old man’s voice still trailing off. Without a moment’s hesitation, he kneeled foreword, back-arched, and the propelled himself up at the enemy. His right arm was cocked back while he tilted to the side for more momentum.Bardock: Coming at me with all your strength in one punch? I didn’t think you were THAT STUPID.He countered with a jab to the face followed by a double-fist sledge-hammer that sent his opponent flying. This didn’t stop him, and he was already back. Bardock let him do the moving, and read his movements. He noticed a sudden shift in velocity, realizing he’d go in for a finishing blow. Bardock opened his right hand, and magnificent blue-energy began focusing. Waiting until the last minute, Bardock saw the dark figure closing in from the side. He whirled around, swung his arm and…Ude: Don’t be foolish.She froze Bardock in his tracks. The incoming oppressor also caught himself and even seemed to cower in front of her. She released powerful energy that surrounded her and Bardock in a barrier that incinerated a small space rock.???: Lieutenant Ude I presume…? What the hell do you think your doing helping HIM???She narrowed her eyes, then focused her attention on him.Ude: He doesn’t need to know, all he wants is the safety of his friends. ???: Safety…? You “Watcher’s” have gone mad. This is the reason time travel shouldn’t exist. I’ll let this slide, but when my next assignment arrives, I will show no mercy…!With that, he took off. Ude closed her small eyes as the chi barrier went down.Bardock: Watchers…? Who are you working for?Ude: It’s not who, it’s what. There are certain things in the universe that will never change. I’ll explain later, but we’re short on time—A comet hit her across the face and knocked her out. Blood sprayed out of Ude’s mouth as her mouth gapped open. She floated lifelessly in the open sea of darkness.Bardock: Shit…He put her over his shoulder and took off in a blaze of silver. The proud mercenary felt energized because now he had something to protect. There were many questions he wanted to ask these watchers. Why are people after him…? What is it that makes him special? And what about that anti-matter guy? These inquiries seemed to pound him in the skull; but he was determined. Straight to the white-dwarf star!

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Scenario 05: Realizations

Bardock sped across the swirls of the Un-Star. The next window of opportunity might be ten minutes from now, ten hours, ten centuries but he didn't know. Picking up the pace and maintaining speed were essential.

His eyes opened wide as a large rock came from out of nowhere. Smashin it was easy. Trying to figure out the path of random objects was not. Ude shuffled on his back. She spoke weakly but carefully:

Ude: Make sure you avoid the little random yellow things. They are only about 15 ft. across.

He didn't think it necessary to ask why. Common sense told him that would take things a step backwards. From hundreds of light-years away, the scene would be extremely slow-paced, almost story-boardish to an observer taking photos. But up close and personal, the travellers knew just how dangerous the black-hole could be. The shining white exit, like a beacon light-house, was now only 7 minutes away.

He saw a cluster of tiny satelights from the large rocky planet being submerged. Much to his annoyance, they moved slowly and were clustered close together. On average, they were only a few feet wide.

Bardock: I'll just plow through them...

Ude: *Cough*, wait.

He struck with his elbow on a rough but very spherical boulder. Sharp pain went through the bone and into the entire arm like a jolt of electricity. The skin at the base peeled off, and his flesh was raw.

Bardock: Daaamn!!!

6 minutes. Ude made a quick analysis on the rocks: They were rich in iron and were originally one enormous chunk; hardened even further over the years by heat.

Ude: Strike though each with all your force in one, focused attack.

Bardock grinned at the simple, yet galvanizing challenge. He cocked his left leg, knee in the air, then smashed through the defiant wall with a well-timed front kick.

He was having a lot of fun. It was like a bonus round/time attack combo. Rocks were reduced to pebbles as the energetic warriar decimated them with relative ease.

Ude: We can still make, there are three minutes left. Keep one rock with you, you'll need juice for the ship.

Bardock: It's okay--I got a bunch of proto-flowers.

He sped off further against the event horizon. Ude was super-pissed, but didn't let it show verbally. She began tapping his shoulder.

Bardock: Wait a sec--

1 minute, 35 seconds. She grabbed a bit off his skin, pinched, then twisted.

Bardock: Holy Simian, stop...!

45 seconds. He grabbed hold of her hands with his own, tucked his chin, then took off in a dash. The light was right there!

At this point Ude had given up. She unhanded herself and drifted behind. Bardock kept going and was just about to touch the light when he felt the lightness of his back.

Bardock: Where'd she???

He saw behind him. "What is she doing?!" he exclaimed. Bardock took off, but was only 300 mph. He attempted to gather speed by going past her, then making a U-turn. Ude was just out of his reach. He lost some velocity dipping down. 3 seconds.

Bardock: I CAN'T STOP IT!!!

1...He nor anyone would have known that the saiyajin echoed his sons words from the future.

-Fwoosh!-

They were now on the God-foresaken Kanassa-sei again. Bardock was dazed, but conscous. Ude was applying medical tape to the bandages on her side. There were nasty gashes there.

Bardock was so upset he did not even want to ask. He did CARE, but right now there were problems for both of them. Problems like a group of primitive men approaching on the horizon. Each of them tall and slouchy.

Ude: Here come the locusts...

As they drew near, agression was made obvious by snarls and the fact some of them cracked their joints. The smallest one, the leaders, drooled blood and then slurped it up in a mess of spit and pus. They were dark aqua with clear, gray eyes.

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End of Scenario 05.

[Zer0]

Took you a while to update there ANB. Sorry about not responding to your pm I meant to but I kind of forgot. Good job with your fic. I hope you complete it unlike the rest of the fanfiction writers on 4.3 that give up after a couple of chapters. If I could offer you some advice to get more readers, thread advertising in your sig. Everyone will see it and click on it.

[ANB]

Originally Posted by Zer0

Took you a while to update there ANB. Sorry about not responding to your pm I meant to but I kind of forgot.

Sry, and it's alright.

Scenario 06: Pawns in the Game

The shorty, stocky leader of the barbarian, amphibious group approached Bardock:

Leader: You wife make our city go boom. You pay tribute.

Ude glanced in his direction cynically, but let is slide and ran her fingers through the messy locks of her. She scratched some dandruff that had been building up and flicked it to the bright-red sandy floor.

Leader: We use these:

*Rustle-rustle, clink, clang! Zipwooooopa!*

He revealed in his hand an orb with three silver bands surrounding it. Even though he was less than half Bardock's size, he could tell the object was large in diameter. Quivering palm indicated to him it was heavy. Stern, alert eyes from the others showed they valued it, but did not obsess over it.

Bardock: We have no room to complain. How do we garner these...uh?

Instead of simply telling him it's name, the short leader went philosophical and insisted currency need not a name, but only a value. If everyone knew how much it was worth, and prices of goods didn't inflate, there was nothing else to worry about in economics. He finished by standing tall, head narrowed till his chin touched his chest and folded his arms.

Bardock actually agreed with him,

Bardock: It's practical, I like it.

Leader: Your wife shall look for some, 50 should do. Next, you need start a bussiness. Wife go back to look for more when we run you out.

He sneered and revealed four very strong, tree-trunk like wisdom teeth. The others took laughed heartily, and the young ones caught on. Everyone clapped there hands in a strange way: They would slap hands together the way people do in Sports and even touched shoulders, but then the witty devils front kicked each other until there feet matched up. This was a signal for the opposite leg to raise and round-house kick the other one square in the face! Even more intriguing, the younger ones cleared their throats and spat on each other after being kicked.

Bardock smiled. They were like Saiyajins: Hearty, tough, and pragmatic. He wondered just how strong they were, especially the leader. He reached down to the small, leather bag he kept at his waist. After shuffling though the data-tracks and rations, he began pulling out the scouter--

Ude: Don't. We have no idea how advanced they are. Besides, it's broken.

The Leader motioned all the adults to gather. They formed a square, then murmured;

Bardock leaned backwards, then plopped on the floor. Ude was tired too, but she refused to blow it out of proportion.

Bardock: So what, was it some sort of underground rebellion or something.

Ude: Nothing like that, wait that's not true at all, I--

She stared very hard at the ground. It wasn't emotional distress or even painful memories, she simply had too much on her mind,

Ude:...Lín Zhù is just like me. We are Dark Matter, a small group of sentient beings with nigh-limitless liberty and charisma. Ancient tribes used to label us as "Evil Spirits," or "Warriors of the Gods".

Bardock snapped wide awake. He shifted his heavy head toward her,

Ude: We didn't start out like that, of course. We all used to be one, powerful Warlock with black-magic powers capable of scaring even the King of the Underworld. His job, our job was to accelerate the universe. It became very stressfull, and he collapsed under his own power. The Warlock devised a brilliant plan to divide up the work into four regions. He divided his essence into quarters, influencing minds of high-charisma through whispering and laying down signs. It is he who came up with the idea of a "Kami,".

She looked sad now,

Ude: When the Universe runs out of steam, it contracts into a Big Crunch. Every generation, or Universal Millenium, his essence has no choice but to come together again and re-start the process. It's not like I was born a mystical enigma, I was...flesh and blood like everything you see here; that's another story. Accelerating the universe and balancing out gravity, that's all we did, and the Kais let us run personal agendas to our heart's content. Most didn't take the job seriously, and just fooled around playing with their quadrant in the universe.

Bardock: What about the Ancient Watchers...?

Ude: If we don't get off this planet in less than 3 months there is no point in me telling you.

The Aqua colored critters came back. They said a platoon of 11 would take Ude to the places where it was most easy to find money. Bardock was helped to his feet by an intern, and the small Medical Squad layed out a blanket made of wood. As he began heaving himself down, the female intern smacked him on the butt, then all of them proceeded to wistle. He chuckled and laid down, finally able to rest.

*Apple's office*

He had been at work for 14 hours straight filling paper-work, and then there was shopping for dinner. He glanced at his calender:

Apple: "Appointment with Zarbon, tomorrow at 10th hour..."

The skinny alien scribbled furiously into his data-tracks, there were patients coming in like Cancer-Victims

Apple: What is this, a homeless shelter???

He finally got them cleared, and poured a cup of tea. Orin came clomping in from the side-door. It's heavy, metallic composition always skidded the floor when opened. And if you stomped, the sensitivty would weaken. It particularly irked Apple that every time it got weaker, the hissing sound coming from the air vents sounded more and more like a dying, shrivelled old-lady.

Orin: Sorry braw, it's important.

Apple: Bring it on.

They stared for a few seconds. Orin was a surgeon, and those in the Medical department had a mutual rivalry with the hands-on group,

Orin: Block C finsihed their analsis on Cosmetranst. It seems soldiers in space are more susceptible when they lack vitamins. It's symptoms include chemical imbalances and delusions of power.

Apple: Wonderfull. Tell that Mad-Scientist Pear he has some new toys to play with.

Orin narrowed his eyes. Pear was the most important scientist in the Hospital Department. His inventions saved Orin's ailing father.

Apple: Anyway, I haven't eaten anything since those Frog turds last last morning. If you wanna get something to eat, just I.M me.

He put on his shiny, blue scouter and tossed his pen on the desk. It slid on the floor but he ignored it. Apple put on his over-coat, cut the ceiling fan, and stormed off with nothing more than a "See ya around buddy," in a gruff, impatient voice.