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Bardock Chronicles

Chapter 2

A Big Heart...?

It has been 2 years since Planthore sent the infant Bardock off to another planet. A space pod lands, and Bardock comes out in rags. He is bleeding terrible, and can barely stand.

“I've never seen one come back so young...or at least, alive...” someone murmured. Many things like that were also said.

Bardock ignored all of the strange people and their whispering. One of the pod technicians came up to him and told him where he could find the recovery chambers. He slowly limped to the hospital, and down the white halls. He passed out in the doorway to the recovery chamber.

“Hey, Planthore! Look what the cat dragged in!” Malaka teased as he put Bardock into one of the tanks.

Planthore had not been paying attention before Malaka had spoken. When he turned around, he gasped, “B...Bardock?!”

“I can't believe he actually made it back...” Malaka admitted.

Thank goodness he's alright...he let out a relieved sigh.

“Planthore...I know you miss your son...but you can't bring him back.” Malaka said.

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A few hours later, Bardock was fully healed.

“Ugh...” Bardock groaned as he got out of the tank, “Wh...who're you...?” he asked in a low mumble of a voice.

“You've gotten taller since the last time I saw you...” Planthore chuckled.

“Huh...?”

“Sorry. My name is Planthore.” he smiled, “Malaka and I made sure you're fully healed.”

“Oh...thanks...I guess...” he said, still in his low mumble. He hadn't talked very much, being all alone on a mission. Space pods weren't very good conversation companions, you see, “My name's-”

“Bardock. I know.” Planthore smiled still, “I gave you that name.”

“Oh...”

“Is that all you know how to say?” Planthore joked.

“Uh...I dunno...?” he shrugged.

“Don't be shy, young one.”

“I'm not shy!” Bardock defended, his voice a bit louder.

“Just the quiet type, eh?”

“Uh...” Bardock could feel his face turn a little warm. He was blushing slightly, “Can I ask you something...?”

“Sure. Of course.”

“Since you gave me my name...that means my parents died, right...?” Bardock asked.

“Huh?”

“I knew it...much hunch was right!”

“What hunch?”

“I wondered why I was on some weird planet instead of here...it makes sense now. My parents died in the line of duty and I was sent off to be kept out of danger.” he crossed his arms and nodded at his well-thought-up story.

“That's...not what happened...” Planthore said, trying to think of the best way to break the news to the boy.

“What do you mean...?” Bardock asked.

“Uh...well...” he then cleared his throat, “Have you ever wondered where that scar came from?”

“I...I was born with it!” he defended, putting his hand over the large gash on his left cheek.

“No. You weren't.” Planthore wondered if it was too soon to tell him this, but he decided he should know...it was best to get it out of the way now, “Your father gave it to you.”

“N...Nuh-uh!!” he protested.
“He was trying to kill you...” Planthore sighed.

“You're lying!” something wet formed in Bardock's eye. He felt an emotion he had never felt before, and he wondered what it was. He suddenly felt lost and confused. He ran out of the room.

“Wait!! BARDOCK!!” Planthore called after him, and started chasing him. (A/N:Bardock isn't nude...they put him in the tank with his clothes on)

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Planthore was frantically searching for the young Saiyan. He heard sad and partially angry mumbles coming from a cave outside the city. He stood beside the entrance to listen.

Young Bardock was curled up in a ball inside.

“Wh...what are these things coming out of my eyes...?” he sniffled to himself though tears, “And what's this weird feeling...?”

“They're tears...and what you're feeling is sadness.” Planthore said softly. He walked into the cave. Bardock then got on his hands and back feet in an animal-like fighting stance.

“Stay away from me, you liar!” he growled, tears streaming.

“You wanted to know...so I told you.” Planthore then sat down next to him.

“How do I know you're not lying again?!”

“I didn't lie before.” Planthore said calmly.

“Yeah right! You're lying NOW too!! Aren't you?!”

“That's not it at all.”

“Prove it! Prove you're not lying!”

“I saved you from dying the exact day you were born. I was the one who sent you off to another planet on that day. I can pull up the records to prove it, if that's what you want.”

Bardock was beginning to warm up to Planthore. If he was offering proof, that must've meant he was telling the truth, right? He got out of his savage fighting pose and sat with Planthore.

“How come you saved me...?” he asked.

“I can't stand to see people hurt if they've done nothing wrong.”

“I was just a lower-class whelp. I shouldn't have mattered.” Bardock crossed his arms.

“Class doesn't matter to me.” Planthore rubbed Bardock's head.

“How come?”

“A person's personality and their social class are two entirely different things...someone shouldn't be outcast just because they're lower-class.”

“Hm...”

“Bardock...with a big heart, you can do things that not even elites can do. I'll leave you with that thought.” Planthore got up and walked away, “Come find me later. If you want to, that is.”

A...big heart...? Bardock thought.

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A few hours later, after the suns of Vegeta had sank, most people had left the hospital, minus the night staff, which was just a handful of doctors. Bardock luckily remembered his way back to the recovery chambers from before.

“H...hello...?” he asked as he stuck his head in the door.

“Hello.” Planthore chuckled warmly, gesturing for him to come in.

“I...just thought I should apologize for earlier...calling you a liar and stuff...” Bardock mumbled.

“It's alright, little one.” Planthore smiled, “Here. I want you to have this.” he handed him a fairly sized box.

“What is it...?” Bardock asked, sniffing the box.

“It's armor.” Planthore said, “Open it.”

“Uh...okay...” Bardock said, and did as told. Inside was armor different from any he had seen. Black with green on the shoulders, stomach, and flaps that hung down. It didn't have big shoulder blades...they were fairly small straps. Also with it were red arm and leg warmers, green tipped boots, and dark, navy blue pants. He put it on, and discarded of the rags he was in earlier.

“Wow...thank you! Now I'm REALLY sorry for what I did earlier...” Bardock said.

“You're welcome.” Planthore chuckled again, “Have you eaten.”

Bardock was about to open his mouth to say, 'Ah, don't worry about it', when his stomach answered for him.

“I'll take that as a no.” Planthore laughed.

“Don't worry about it. Really.” Bardock said in defense.

“Nonsense. Come on.”

Bardock simply stood in silence.

“And you claim you're not shy...”

“I'm not!!”

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Me:I figured I made you guys wait too long on an update, so I cut the chapter down a little...next time will be longer, kay? Kay. This one might be like Cross Ways in the system of how I update...I haven't decided on that yet. Oh well. Keep on reading, and review if you wanna!

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