Chapter Four
Over the next few months a splinter cell in the Saiyan race was formed. We don’t have much time left. King Vegeta was
constantly sending Bardock and his squad off world giving them any mission the elites turned down. This however
worked in our favor, during these missions Bardock “acquired” a large space vessel. It was an older version of one of
king Cold’s ships that was half destroyed and abandoned, but given the time we had it was big enough to ferry the Low
class Saiyan’s who heard out cause. Bardock and uncle Toma had secretly saved a technologically advanced race
known as the Jazartian’s that was due to perish and had them reconstruct the ship giving it any upgrades within the time
frame we have left. While looking through star charts I plotted out a course for us that would take us away from danger
for the time being. My Saiyan blood hated the sneaking around but I chose to think of my mind as another type of
strength that the Saiyan’s have been lacking for a long time. Luckily the lower level Saiyan’s as a rule are more cunning
than the elites so we can use that to our advantage. My squad and I were given a mission to eradicate the inhabitants of
a planet and destroy a prototype stealth device. This mission came at pretty much the ideal time, it is a low-level mission
but if we can get our hands on that we can hide right under Freezers nose and he wouldn’t even know it. The device
creates a field that can block sensors and even make a ship close to invisible to the naked eye. It was created by the
machine mutant Dr Myuu. Luckily for us it was stolen and Dr Myuu wants the prototype destroyed along with the race
who stole from him. I have looked into Dr Myuu as I’m aware that in the Dragon Ball GT anime he was controlled by the
Tuffle parasite baby. It seems that we are yet to know if we are going down the Dragon Ball super timeline or Dragon
Ball GT timeline but I know that either way he is as yet not possessed by the parasite. If he was possessed at this point I
would call this a trap and ignore the mission but it seems safe and it came at just the opportune time. Whilst making our
plans for our race going forward unlike the elites we are using our smarts. There were talks of subjugating races under
our rule but I feel that would be counter productive and would make us stand out. I don’t mind working together with
other races in fact I believe if I can slightly alter the mentality of my fellow low-class Saiyans we can incorporate the
strengths of other races to offset the weakness of our kind but I will talk about this more later.
Myself Leakz and Ternipa met up at the space port for our mission to “destroy” the stealth device. It seems they
have had a hard time since being back on planet Vegeta as they had a run in with prince Vegeta whose attitude rubbed
them the wrong way. Because of this I easily swayed them into the joining the splinter cell. Their pride that they were
more powerful than the prince made for easy persuasion. “I can’t wait to show those elite scum” Leakz spat out those
words with all the hate and bile he could muster. “Yeah that shrimp Vegeta. Who does he think he is?” Ternipa
responded. It seems that their mutual dislike of Vegeta had bridged the relationship gap of the two. We were quickly
briefed on our mission and set off. Luckily the planet we are going to is not to far from planet Vegeta it should only take
us a month of travel. The planet is known as Daldon if I remember correctly that was the planet in universe six that the
pride troopers saved in Dragon Ball Super. If our universe is similar in any way the inhabitants should be relatively weak
but I have always tried to expect the unexpected so who knows what we will face when we get there. Initial scans of the
planet show no one with a power level higher than 5000, on the last mission the scan only detected Gram’s held back
power-level so I’m not holding my breath for it to be accurate this time. We entered our ships and blasted off. There was
none of the nerves or excitement from last time this time it’s all about getting the job done. Not long after leaving planet
Vegeta the stasis kicks in and put us to sleep for the next month until we get there.
Beep Beep…. Beep Beep. The ships on board computer woke us up from stasis. The foggy almost awake almost
asleep feeling left pretty quickly. I looked out of the window of my ship and could see the planet we were nearing. We
could see from a distance the purple landscapes filled with large towers. The planet Daldon was more technologically
advanced than the planet we were last sent to. This is possibly the reason they wanted to steal the stealth technology Dr
Myuu created. Our ships began to plummet towards the planet’s surface. I had set them to land a distance away from
any civilization as I didn’t want to run the risk no matter how small of destroying the area the stealth device was located.
We landed in an area devoid of any life, it was an area of barren lands that was almost desert like in its appearance. The
only difference from the kind of desert in my knowledge is the sand was of a dark blue color. The few plant life that were
capable of surviving in this environment were pitch black and had the odd hybrid appearance of a cactus and a fly trap.
After we exited our ships we began to plan our approach. This mission depends on a more intellectual approach than
our last one. Sadly it seems Leakz is struggling to comprehend the intricacies of such a mission. I simply told him to act
only when he was explicitly told to act which he seemed to agree with quite easily. Ternipa however seemed to have
quite the mind for strategy. He suggested lowering our power levels and our presence to as low as possible while we
investigate the suggested area where the culprit may be. We began making our move after making sure our ships were
hidden sufficiently. We headed towards a city that was full of spiked towers and high-rise buildings. With our power
levels sufficiently hidden we blended in with the assortment of life forms. There were many humanoid aliens so our
presence didn’t garner too much attention. Leakz was struggling not to act on his violent tendencies, on the odd
occasion we were stopped by guards it fell to either Ternipa or myself to hold him back while the other handled the
guards verbally. This kind of behavior made me realize all the more the weaknesses of the average member of the
Saiyan race. Should we survive planet Vegeta’s destruction it is surely something I have to do something about.
It took us several days of moving between city to city before we came across the thief. He was a member of this
planets underworld. It took a great deal of restraint and cunning to even catch the scent of this criminal organisation.
They were well hidden, luckily we found them whilst investigating the suspicious amount of wealth that a supposed man
of the people seemed to have. Both Ternipa and Leakz didn’t understand my hunch but after I explained that this person
is known for donating all his belongings to the local communities yet seemed to still live in luxury compared to the
average citizen of this planet they seemed to kind of understand. We investigated to find that he held auctions every
week that would gather the worst of the worst of the criminal element and luckily he was due to hold such an auction in
the next few days. Our plan for this was simple I ordered Leakz who was chomping at the bit to fight somebody to cause
a distraction at the auction. I wanted him to start a battle with the thief’s hired muscle. He had a huge smile on his face
at this part of the plane to which I gave a wry smile. One of the most important parts of planning an operation like this is
knowing your crews disposition. Any long drawn out plan that requires a moderate degree of cunning goes against
Leakz’s very aggressive nature. It is the job of the leader to figure out how to use such an individual. The next part of the
plan was that i had Ternipa act as though he was trying to steal something else as a smoke screen. I was almost
positive that they would see through Leakz behavior as a distraction so because of that I ordered Ternipa to steal
something separate to what our mission involves. Luckily information of the goods auctioned was distributed throughout
the underworld and I found something I wouldn’t mind having. One of the goods was the as of yet unhatched egg of a
Namekian. I figured that having a Namekian as a subordinate would be helpful with my future plans. So with this double
distraction I figured it would be pretty useful in the successful completion of our mission.
On the day of the auction we entered separately. I was hidden under a large black cloak. The person’s invitation I
stole was one of this planets rulers He was a small green-skinned humanoid no taller than a Saiyan child. I targeted him
for our similar height and build. After I killed him and took his invitation I found that he attends these auctions under said
cloak to disguise himself from the public. This behavior isn’t uncommon so because of this I gained entrance rather
easily. I was led to an area for VIP’s and took my seat along with many other figures that were disguised in one way or
another. The area I was taken to we were provided fine wines and food. I was whilst slightly indulging so as not to
arouse suspicion it wasn’t to the extent that a Saiyan such as Leakz would have done. He would have immediately
started devouring with such zeal that he would have stood out immediately. The auction began and I sat watching as
illegal good after illegal good was brought out. There were slave races stolen goods you name it. The beginning of the
auction was only stuff of lower quality. The slaves were either elderly or injured. With the stolen wealth of I took from my
victim I bid on the occasional thing that caught my eye. One such a device that can not only provide artificial gravity
inside a ship but can be altered to make the gravity higher or lower to the users desire. Sadly it only has a limit of 50
times gravity but with the help of the race Bardock and uncle Toma saved they should be able to upgrade its abilities.
After a fierce bidding war I won said gravity machine. As I did’t care about squandering the wealth of my victim I just kept
bidding until I won. This was quite the unexpected find. I had no doubt that this will come in handy. I initially thought of
just outbidding for the stealth device but I thought that unlike the gravity device where only I see its true value to train the
Saiyan’s there would be far more interest in the stealth device so I went ahead with the already established plan. After
so long there were noises of an altercation, Leakz had begun his rampage. He began fighting any and all who opposed
him as he was heading towards the stage of the auction. I had him also try to steal something through force, a mission
fitting a Saiyan such as himself. I told him it didn’t matter what and that he should just go after what ever struck his fancy.
It would seem he was trying to steal a rare ingredient, it seems to be a fruit from the tree of might. Whilst it is a rare item
it is unripe so the effects shouldn’t be all that great. With the distraction caused by Leakz, Ternipa made his move. He
stealthily made his way behind the auction stage. As my prediction was correct there were a few of the stronger guards
waiting for such an act to occur. Ternipa smiled wryly as he too began to battle those guards. This left the path clear for
me to just stole along and take the stealth machine. This coupled with the gravity machine I won earlier was quite the
haul, anything else now would just be a bonus. After I finished my end I doubled back to check on Ternipa. He was
slightly wounded but holding the Namekian egg with the look of smug pride on his face whilst standing over the bodies
of the defeated guards. We could still hear in the background the sounds of Leakz going wild. There were explosions
and yelling he was really letting his hair down. I gave the two machines in my possession over to Ternipa and had him
return them along with the egg back to our ships for safe keeping. After he had left I proceeded to take off the cloak and
decided it was time for me to let my hair down too. I raised my power level to its maximum rather quickly and began
destroying the building and the people in it as I went along with a huge smile on my face. It seems that the plan I
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instigated built up quite a lot of tension for my Saiyan mind and I needed to cut loose to release the stress I had built up.
Mid way through my rampage I met up with Leakz and together we began to gather life energy to bolster our power
levels even higher. We hen cut a swarm of destruction across the planet completing the mission before meeting back up
with Ternipa.
After we had finished our mission we rested and ate the night away in true Saiyan style. Leakz ate the unripe fruit of
the Tree of might. His power level only rose by around 500 but it was enough to put a huge smile on his face as he had
finally over taken Ternipa with a power level of over 9000. The fights on this planet offered no real life or death stakes so
we didn’t really get much stronger than we were before we came but a successful mission is still something to be
celebrated. I used the scouter to communicate with Father and arranged to meet up on a planet half way between here
and planet Vegeta, this is where the ship Father had acquired and the race they rescued were completing its repairs. I
explained our gains from this mission. Father was quite excited about the gravity machine but seemed to be at a loss of
why I had the Namekian egg stolen. I explained that I want the Namekian born from it to oversee the race Father had
saved and to act as a guard for us. I also explained the Mystical nature of Namekian’s Ki control too which Father readily
agreed to, as it was something we could learn a lot from. Unlike the Reedanoid’s that my Ki control is simply a copy of
that I imitated on the fly. If we were to learn true Ki control of the Namekian’s it would only boost our strength further. The
Namekian’s are known not for their strength but their ingenious usage of Ki. That is not to say they can’t become
powerful in fact I hope this Namekian grows strong enough to open the Saiyans eyes we take with us. I hope us True
Saiyans become a race that no longer look down on others due to the blind belief that we are strong. I want us to
become a race that will never think we are strong again as that will simply halt our growth. If there is something the
original anime and manga taught me is that there is always someone stronger. Because of that we should never stop
developing ourselves and learning new techniques and abilities along the way. I was also hoping this Namekian can
bridge the culture divide between us Saiyan’s and the other Namekian’s I wish to integrate them into our ranks at a later
date. I always felt that after Freezers attack on Namek in the anime and manga the surviving Namekian’s went to waste.
I understand that they are more peace-loving than us Saiyan’s but I believe that they have a tremendous potential that
goes to waste. In fact it is my thought that both races can push each race higher and pull out the potential of both races
if we can exchange ideals and culture then I believe that more super Namekian’s can be born and with the insights into
Ki we can gather we may be able to awaken the transformation into super Saiyans. I am not basing this on nothing
either. I remember the Saiyans of Champa’s universe six condensing Ki into a specific place in their bodies near their
spinal column, this forced them to undergo Super Saiyan transformation. Their Ki control was obviously far higher than
the Saiyans of our universe and I think by learning from the Namekian’s we can recreate that ability. In fact during my
training I had tried it already but with my limited Ki techniques that were merely a copy of the Reedanoid’s own I lack the
ability to do so as of yet.
The next day we lefts planet Daldon and met up part way with Bardock and his squad. They were fresh off their
mission but given our current situation they were even busier post mission. We traveled for two months to this planet
and midway the Namekian egg hatched. My stasis system woke me up due to the sensors detecting the birth. When I
woke there was a small green baby laying across my body. The tiny little creature barley took up any room so it wasn’t
any trouble. I spent the Next month in the confides of my ship rearing this child. As Namekian’s feed on water there was
no issue with that as our ships provide a nutritious fluid intravenously whilst we are in stasis. I decided to give the
Namekian a name at first I wanted to give him an instrument like name similar to king Piccolo’s children, I however
changed my mind and called him Brocco. I gave him a Saiyan name as I taught him he shall be the bridge between two
great races to which he seemed to be happy about. Brocco seems to have become attached to me since hatching and
believes me to be kind of like his Father. I checked his power level and to my amazement he seems to have a power
level of over 1000 as a new-born. I couldn’t help wonder if Piccolo jr’s low power level was because he was simply half a
Namekian in comparison. This further cemented the potential of the Namekian’s in my mind. Brocco also seems to have
some memories of his birth Father implanted in his mind to some degree, giving him the ability from birth to control his
Ki. He however due to his young age could not perform this act perfectly but I’m sure that will come as he grows. After a
month together in my ship we finally arrived at the desolate planet that Bardock had hidden king Cold’s former ship and
the race they rescued. We landed and exited Brocco stayed close to me as we traveled across the frozen wasteland of
this planet. He was wearing a spare Saiyan armor of mine which he seemed to really like. Leakz and Ternipa were
astounded by the power level of this newborn Namekian. Brocco was now able to walk by himself at a speed not much
slower than our own. His growth was also outstanding in just a month he has become just a little shorter than I a Saiyan
of 6 years old. Namekian’s growth has always been something that confused me, Piccolo Jr grew rather quickly, he
became taller than Goku at around three years of age. Yet Dende seemed to remain rather short for quite a long time.
The Saiyan ship was beginning to feel rather cramped so I was glad we arrived when we did as although adults of
Nappa’s size could easily fit in they are not designed for multiple people, sitting side by side with Brocco was really
pushing the limits of its comfort. In just over this month with simple meditation like training Brocco’s power level had
risen to 1,500 he also taught me the method to do so too so we were having battles together on the spirit level using
something he called image training. By linking our minds we were able to have battle after battle whilst confined to the
ship. This is the same training Gohan and Krillin do before the Namek saga of the anime and whilst it didn’t boost my
power much due to fighting somebody weaker it did allow me to master my Ki to a higher level. I now am able to lower
my power level without having to condense my Ki first. The reason for this is because every one emits a small amount of
their Ki but by leaning to contain it I was able to gain new mastery over my Ki that I was lacking before. It also dawned
on me that the Saiyan’s of the other universe weren’t condensing their Ki to become super Saiyan’s but rather gathering
it. Sadly I lack the required amount of Ki yet but with further training with Brocco and gaining more strength it is no
longer a pipe dream. Brocco is truly a gift from above for us Saiyans who are sorely lacking in this area.
When we were face to face with Father and his squad Brocco seemed to be struggling to cope. This is
understandable Fathers Ki alone feels astronomical to someone so much weaker. However Father seemed to take to
Brocco rather quickly after a short explanation of the things I learned from him in such a short while. This initial good
reaction works perfectly with my goal of integrating other races into our splinter cell. I have managed to convince
Fathers squad of just how lacking and misplaced our pride as a race has been. I doubt we will ever truly lose that pride
but I think we can focus it into a more constructive area. We handed over the machines we gathered during the mission.
Father is immediately wanting to implement them into the ship as soon as possible. The ship is for the most part
complete. It just requires these last pieces added. The small blue gecko looking race that are working on the ship have a
look of contentment. They have pledged themselves to our cause and seem to move with such vigor its hard to believe
they were on the verge of extinction if not for their timely rescue. I Placed Brocco as their supervisor and told him it is his
job to keep them safe until the rest of us Saiyan’s make our move. He bowed and agreed immediately without a single
moments hesitation. Surely Brocco is a fine subordinate. After their next tasks were decided we headed back to our
ships to head back to planet Vegeta. The ship along with Brocco and the gecko looking race are to travel to planet
Vegeta when complete in the next month or so. By using the stealth function they should be able to land without any one
noticing. Once we are informed of their arrival our splinter cell is to make a move and escape from planet Vegeta.
Chapter Five
We arrived back on planet Vegeta right on time to not cause any suspicion. Luckily we completed our mission earlier
than what was scheduled so our stop over to deliver the stealth device was accounted for in the time we were allotted to
complete our mission. We gave our mission statement to the briefing officer. They signed it off as completed and
because of this we were allowed to go on our way. After separating with My squad I headed back home. I entered
through the back to find Monty helping mother with her tasks. Saibermen are for the most part a mindless race that only
want to kill but it seems with the training of myself and Father Monty has broken out of the pack. He still growls and is
unable to talk as Saibermen lack that ability but his understanding seems to have become far more than what was
initially though to be possible. Saibermen have a relatively short life span of only a few years so Monty is quite elderly as
Saibermen go. Mother sees my arrival and begins to dote on me right away. It seems her pregnancy is nearing the final
few months as she is looking rather large at the moment. This is probably why she is having Monty help her with things.
Monty sees me and runs over squealing like an excited puppy. What a strange family pet we seem to have. After
exchanging pleasantries I head towards the bathroom. I take off my armor and run myself a hot bath. On planet Vegeta
Baths are not in the water we would associate bathing to be in ,but instead in a mild form of the healing liquid used in
healing tanks. Although not as concentrated as the type used in healing tanks it heals any scrapes and bruises with just
a short soak. I lower myself into the liquid the warm temperature eases my aches and I immediately become drowsy.
After laying like that for a while I get out. The disinfectant quality of the liquid makes it so that just soaking in it is enough
to thoroughly cleanse ones body. Saiyan’s don’t have a bathing culture like some countries on earth and I think I’m one
of the few who likes to spend my time away soaking in the tub like this. After getting our of the tub I wear a clean under
armor suit. Sadly Saiyan’s don’t do lounge wear. After exiting the bathroom I proceed to get myself something to eat.
After filling myself up myself and mother have a relaxing discussion about how things are going.
A few weeks later father returns home from his mission. By dividing up his squad they are managing to multitask
official missions with missions for the splinter cell. He informs me that the ship has been completed and has set off. The
reason he arrived first however is that due to the stealth function the ships over all speed lowers when in use. That is not
really much of a big deal as long as we manage to escape without notice. after informing about the progress of the ship
he asked about the whereabouts of mother. I inform him that she went into labor yesterday and is currently at the
medical facility. It seems the birth of Kakorot was a rather difficult one. He was born breached so because of that Mother
needs more time than normal to recover. I inform Father however that they are both fine. Myself and Father head
towards the medical facility to see how they are doing. We entered the medical facility. There are aliens running around
here and there tending to patients. This isn’t like a hospital you would imagine from earth. There are rows of tanks filled
with the healing liquid. Inside said liquid were patients healing from whatever injuries they went through. We came to
Mother who was in her tank the timer said she should be allowed out soon. It seems she suffered quite a great deal of
internal damage during the labor of Kakorot. Saiyan’s are a physically powerful race so giving birth to one requires a
large deal of vitality. Since finding this out I often wondered how the humans like Chi-chi and Bulma managed to birth
the half Saiyan’s safely. Luckily this time Kakorot was only born with a power level of 2 so it was more in how he was
birthed this time than any damage he could have caused to Mother himself. If we take for example Broly from the trilogy
where he was born with a power level of 10000 his mother would stand little chance of surviving birthing such a child
unless she had a power level of equal or higher value. The sheer damage he would cause her during pregnancy would
be debilitating. After making sure Mother was safe and recovering we went over to check on Kakorot. What we found
however was an empty baby station where he should be. Both Father and I were confused so asked the attending alien.
Apparently king Vegeta sent Kakorot to planet earth. In the original it was Bardock who sends him but it seems for some
reason king Vegeta has made a move. We headed straight towards the royal castle to demand an answer. There were
elite Saiyan’s blocking our way not allowing us to enter. Bardock not taking no for an answer blasted them away. More
and more elites came out. causing the situation to get out of hand. Bardock and I raised our power levels and beat them
from pillar to post as we made our way through the castle. We blasted walls and doors away with anyone who dared
block our path. The so-called elites were biting their lips in frustration. How could a couple of low-class warriors such as
our selves be beating them so decisively is what they thought. We finally entered the throne room. On his throne with a
smug look as though he expected this from the beginning was King Vegeta. Bardock yelled “Vegeta you spineless worm.
Why have you sent Kakorot off world at just a few hours age!”. King Vegeta started a deep maniacal laugh his air of
superiority was as obvious as the nose on your face. “You seem to have forgotten your place you Low class scum” he
spat our his words dripping with disdain. He reached into his cloak and pulled out a small control device “This device is
paired with an explosive device in your child’s space ship. should you act out of line I will gladly press this button Killing
your child”. Father had a face filled with horror and anger. I noticed then that walking into the room was a small child. His
spiky black hair and elite armor made it clear he was of high status. After carefully looking at his face I realized it was
prince Vegeta. he was almost a carbon copy of his father only without the beard and with raven black hair instead of
dark brown. “Father why are you going to all this effort to threaten a couple of low-class scum” the young prince said not
understanding why his father had resorted to such methods. “This is none of your business Vegeta” His Father
answered back. I decided to trample on their pride and see if I could get us out of this situation with as little loss to
ourselves as possible by using fear as a negotiation tactic. “Isn’t it obvious pipsqueak. Your weak pathetic daddy over
there is worried us low-class scum are too powerful for you to control so resorted to taking one of ours hostage”. As
soon as I said that a sneer appeared on the princes face “As if us of royal blood would fall so low as to have to hold you
low-class hostage”. These words prince Vegeta uttered were just what I was hoping for so i replied “Is that so young
prince then tell me what are you elites going to do to a couple of warriors who are more than twice as powerful as our
so-called rulers”. When I uttered that we were both twice as powerful as the elites king Vegeta looked horrified. He was
sure the only one more powerful than himself was Bardock. The prince however scoffed at my words “As if you two
could be twice as powerful. My father has a power level of 10000 i myself am rapidly closing in on that power level”. I
could sense that the young prince was already more powerful than his Father despite his words, I was even more
amazed however by the misplaced pride of the Saiyan elites thinking 10,000 was some unobtainable degree of strength.
“You fools freezer has underlings with more might than you and your father combined. you honestly think 10,000 is
something only you of elite can grasp”. I gathered a small degree of life energy from the planet and circulated it with my
Ki. Given my new-found mastery of Ki control the process was done in merely a second and my power level started
rising. I clenched my fists dug my heals into the ground whilst letting the blue aura run wild across the castle. I screamed
with all the guttural force I could muster as the ground and walls began to shake and crack. The floor beginning to
crumble beneath my very feet. The king and the prince were both wearing a newer model scouter that could read
30,000. The beeping of scouter’s was going wild. Father was staring slack-jawed at the aura I was displaying but what
was most amusing was the sudden fear that the prince and king were showing. “How could this be…. 20,000.. 21,000…
22,000… 23,000… 24,000. It is still rising”. Just then both the scouter’s exploded. “So then what wold you call this power
if what you possess is elite?” I stepped forward with speed neither of them could see and swiped the control out of the
kings hands. “what the….” King Vegeta realizing I had moved faster than he could even see was shocked. I made a
show of destroying the device before their very eyes. Seeing this Bardock breathed a sigh of relief. The sense of dread
that washed over the kings face was exquisite. The young prince however was not as shaken as his father. I decided to
impart a bit of wisdom to the young prince. “So what do you think of the power this low-class warrior gained by hard
work? Wouldn’t you agree it matters little how powerful we are at birth if all it takes to over turn your ideals of elites and
low-class is nothing but hard work and willpower”. Little prince Vegeta seemed to be taken aback that I let slip the
reason my power is so high is nothing but through determination and hard work. I am no genius born elite nor am I a
mythical existence, I am just someone who worked for every scrap of power I hold. I am doing nothing but placing
Vegeta on the path he will later tread in his desire to catch up with Kakorot. My hope however is that by breaking his
pitiful pride in birth rights he can walk the path of a true Saiyan warrior. Seeing their lack of desire to continue this I
lowered my power level back to normal. I felt a slight recoil but not enough to display any weakness. Father and I turned
around and headed out of the half destroyed castle. It mattered little that Kakorot was off world if anything this did us a
favor. On the way out I explained that should we fail our plan at least he will survive. Father nodded in agreement with
my thought. What we failed to realize however was just how big the act that we attacked the royal palace and walked
away as though it was nothing would become.
Father headed towards the medical facility to retrieve Mother. I however headed back home. A little over an hour
later scores of low-class Saiyan’s were coming to our home but what was most odd were that there were even some so-
called elites there too. I even sensed the presence of the young prince Vegeta. When I noticed where he was he was
trying to blend within the crowd, he was dressed in a low-class armor. This I found to be quite impressive as the Vegeta I
was aware of would never have wounded his pride by throwing away his elite status long enough to hide as a low-class.
I was barraged with question after question. It seems everyone scouter’s detected my power level and exploded so they
all came to ask how I managed to become so powerful. As it seemed this wasn’t going to end I decided just to get this
out in the open. I called out to the young Vegeta who seemed shocked that I noticed him. He made his way through the
crowd and once he arrived by me I called everyone to the rear training area of the house. In the rear training area Monty
was idling away not doing much but I decided to put him to use. I took out some rather heavy weights I had used in the
past and urged Vegeta to put them in his armor. As soon as he did I gestured towards the center of the training area
whilst calling Monty over. Vegeta seemed to scoff at the idea of fighting a Saiberman but went along with my request. I
called a start to the sparing match. It only took Vegeta a few exchanges to realize he had over estimated his strength yet
again. Monty was speeding around the weighted Vegeta moving in and out of Vegeta’s defense at will. It took Monty less
than a minute to be within one move of killing Vegeta. I called it to a halt stopping Monty from delivering the final blow.
Vegeta was gasping for air fighting under such limitations is something no Saiyan would normally think of. I explained to
the crowd that watched. “This you see is the secret of my strength. By learning to fight whilst encumbered by such
weight my power level rose to match that of an elite. each time I broke through I added higher and higher weights. I am
still not satisfied with the strength I hold as of this day”. I looked around at all the Saiyans low-class and Elites. Their
gazes filled with respect but I decided to continue speaking. “We Saiyans are a fighting race. But we are not a powerful
one. Even myself as strong as I am I am nothing compared to some of Freezers minions”. Every one was shocked by
what I had just said but I didn’t give any of them chance to rebuke what I had said before I continued on. “For too long
we have been too prideful on our meager abilities. Too long we have been held back by our limited viewpoints of
strength. There is always going to be somebody more powerful. The Ginyu force under Freezer have a minimum power
level of 30,000. Their captain has a power level of 120,000. Compared to that what are our elites that are barely near
10000. Even freezer himself at his weakest boosts a power of 530,000”. Every one was shocked into silence but I
continued on wards anyway. “This however is nothing but a number that indicates strength. and unlike the Saiyans of
the past I believe we can with hard work rise above to even loftier heights. There are many kinds of strength in this
universe. I have opened my eyes that we Saiyans are sorely lacking. We need to learn from any source of strength we
can and make that strength our own”. As soon as I finished my speech several Saiyans stayed silent. I had pretty much
shattered their pride but the majority were going wild. These are the truly strong Saiyans whose meager pride isn’t
dependent on how strong they are now compared to others. These are the ones that have pride in how powerful they
will become. To my surprise prince Vegeta was in this category. It seems that hearing of the potential we all share if we
put in the work has had a profound effect on the still young Vegeta. If this was the older Vegeta from the anime he would
only be training so as not to lose his pride at being over taken. However it seems this Vegeta has changed his mindset
while he is still young. I now look forward to the growth he will show whilst not encumbered by the weight of his petty
pride.