What do I do? . . . What CAN I do?

The spiky haired man rested against a wall, still blood covered. He looked up into the sky.

No one will listen. The fools!

He flew up into the air, looking down at the cities and those of his race. His onyx eyes looked them over. His team was gone. His home was doomed. He had warned them. . . but his warnings went unheeded.

I'll have to do what I can. He glances into the sky. I'll have to stop this myself!

Just as he prepared to rush into the sky, he stopped. . . images of things yet to come came to his mind.

. . . . .

A planet. Small and seemingly insignificant. A blue planet with a few masses of land. It was easily only a tenth the size of planet Vegeta.

The vision closed in. He suddenly saw a set of warriors fighting. One was his saiyan armor. His son. . . Raditz. The other looked much like a younger hi- Kakarot?! His sons were fighting, Raditz armor cracked as Kakarot held him from behind in a hold.

A glow caught the vision's attention, zooming in to see a one armed green man. The Namekian yelled out. "Special Beam Cannon!" He released the attack, Raditz struggling to get out of the way as Kakarot smiles. The attack rips through them both completely.

. . . . .

Bardock's eyes snap open. He looked up into the sky. . . He could see a small dot in the distance. He recognized it as Frieza's ship. He suddenly didn't know the choice to make.

Save my planet and possibly guarantee both my sons' deaths or leave to make sure they survive. . .

He glanced back down to the city below.

. . . Fine. They dug their own grave.

The planet shook violently as a massive orange sun like orb presses into the planet. From the mass of rock in space, a single pod fires out and the planet explodes. . . .

. . . . .

The saiyan warrior found himself on a new planet. His pod had landed a good distance away from a small installation for the planet trade. A very small outpost with little in the way of equipment and soldiers. Perfect. He lands at the door of the outpost as two guards stare at him.

"Huh? A saiyan?"

The next one smirks. "He looks a little banged up. We just heard the news about your planet. Too bad." His voice was taunting, not showing a hint of sympathy.

Bardock grunted. Dodoria probably reported that he was dead, so he's just a nameless saiyan that dodged a disaster. He doubted Frieza would have anyone on the lookout for him. He also chose this outpost because the strongest fighters at posts like these are levels of 1500 at most. If things went wrong, he would destroy them with no issue.

"Healing pod and armory." He demanded. The two guards sweated. The first one, confused, scans Bardock's power.

He goes wide eyed. He absentmindedly speaks the power out loud before responding. "10,000- YES sir!" He leads Bardock inside.

A few short hours later, Bardock pulls his red armbands on. Full recovery. He was well aware of how saiyans got much stronger after they came back from near death. A unique perk of being saiyan. He scanned his own power with a brand new green scouter.

He read the number. 15,000. . . He didn't expect it that high. After all, the boost saiyans get from losses scales with the severity of the defeat. It more or less takes you to what your body assumes you need to be at. Had Bardock been injured to the point of near comatose, his power right now would be equal to Dodoria's, about 22,000. However, he wasn't quite that injured, so he was only expecting about 12,000.

Never a bad time for good news. His armor was repaired. He was wiped clean of his and his comrade's blood. However, he glances down at the now permanently tinted red cloth. Despite the short cleaning, it still stayed crimson red. He quickly ties it back around his head.

On to business. . . Raditz was assigned to work with the prince and counselor Nappa. . . Still have no idea how a man like that had a spot on the royal saiyan council. Raditz was obviously safe. If the visions were to be trusted, he'd live until he meets Kakarot. That means I'll need to locate Kakarot. . .

He came to the main room, a few workers doing menial tasks. "I have a request."

The dinosaur like man scowls. "I have work to do. My reports for this sector go not only to Lord Frieza, but King Cold and Lord Cooler as well. I'm quite busy."

Bardock scowled. Maybe this outpost wasn't the best spot to choose. No matter. Can't back down now. "I need a simply list of planetary extermination missions marked within the last week. One of them was a mistake."

The dinosaur man scoffs. "Then whoever was sent to the wrong planet is dead." That answer made Bardock narrow his eyes. On to plan B then. . . "Now, get out of my-"

The man beast is incinerated in a single blast. The worker at the opposite station jumps back in fear before trying to reach for a button, but Bardock's hand pulls him back by the right arm. The saiyan's grip crushes the arm as the man falls to his knees. Bardock drags him to the main computer. "Lets try you then. I'm not in a mood to be patient. Pull up the list-"

Bardock's scouter sounds off as he whips his arm back. He releases a blast just as the door opens, obliterating the first of the guards. His scouter read the powers of two more guards, along with one more staff member in the building. He glances at the man below him, quivering on the ground and clutching his crushed arm.

Bardock flickers from sight. Explosions sound off throughout the base as the power shuts off. Suddenly, red lights turn on. Backup power. Bardock appears in front of the man again. "Alright, now that you're the only one at this base. Pull up the list."

The man panicked and took an extra minute to bring up the list Bardock wanted. He looked through, nodding when he saw what he wanted.

"Thanks, I can take it from here." The man shook in fear and paled before a blast wiped him from existence.

Bardock got the data he wanted, the exact location of the planet in question, along with the details of the young warrior sent there. He then deleted the entry entirely.

It won't keep them away from the planet forever, but that should keep them from knowing about it for a long time.

He blasted into the sky above the station, aiming one hand down. In a single blast, he eradicated the landscape.

Mere moments later, he found his pod and input the coordinates. Alright, lets see what kind of world Kakarot's found himself at.

. . . . .

His way to the planet was long. A full year, in fact. He spent so much time getting there, he'd started to get a couple visions along the way.

He saw a young spiky haired Kakarot facing off against a scar faced bandit, his son embarrassingly losing due to hunger. Bardock was not fond of that, but hunger to a saiyan is like salt to a snail. He could understand that.

The next vision had portrayed another loss at the hands of a three eyed man. Bardock was starting to hate his son a bit. It didn't help after yet another vision showed his son lose to an old man by a single kick.

The visions consistently showed that his son was learning various techniques that were unique to this planet. It also showed that Kakarot was, all in all, quite friendly with the populace. He had people he saw as friends.

That left Bardock with little reaction. Ordinarily, he'd feel angered or embarrassed that his child would completely forget the object of his mission. However, in light of planet Vegeta's destruction, they WOULD need a new planet to live on. Bardock pondered various ideas. Taking the planet over was obviously an easy option, if it's strongest fighters barely managed to kill Raditz. Bardock was more than aware of how weak his eldest was, and he was not impressed with his second son yet.

He was glad to finally have a vision of Kakarot facing the green man that shot him. This obviously took place before the events with Raditz. Kakarot won, proving himself strongest on the planet.

These visions were starting to happen less frequently. As if he saw what he needed to, so he didn't need to see anymore. His final vision, after eleven months of travel, showed Kakarot with some black haired woman and a baby.

A. . . grandson. . . The saiyan warrior felt old before the time had even passed with some of these. After the final month, the planet came into view. . .

. . . . .

This planet is pathetic. He passively commented as he flew through the sky. He halted above the city in the night sky. An average power level of 5? No wonder Kakarot becomes stronger than these guys. Fighters must be very few and far in between. He flew high into the sky, glancing around before cuing his scouter. The highest power levels. . . He got a beep from one direction. The scouter laid out the landscape of the planet. A small island in the middle of the ocean. A power level of 139. A final beep went off, Bardock whipping his head the other way. A power level of over 700? No. . . there's two powers. . . but each are over 300. The powers were located high above the planet in the clouds.

Bardock smirked. "Winner." He blasted off in that direction.

A small time later, he found a very tall tower. A decent power level was located at the top, but the levels he was after were high above. He was unaware of the white cat that shook slightly as he saw Bardock rise above his tower.

Bardock flew about another minute before seeing a mass above. His brow quirked as he made out the floating castle like structure. He flew up, halting himself just as the edge of the top. He lightly stepped onto it as his blue aura dissipated. He steps fully onto the massive structure as he takes in the look. Definitely peaceful. Soothing actually. Palm trees and a garden. A massive structure on the other end with a large opening.

What surprised him most were the two figures standing just in front of the structure. They stared right at him. He slowly walked forward, stopping when he was well within speaking distance. He eyed the green one, old and wrinkled. Definitely not the one from the visions.

The green elder spoke. "To what do we owe this visit from beyond this world?"

Bardock's face showed his slight surprise, but he covered it immediately. "Not only were you out here to greet me, but you already knew I wasn't from here. Yet, you don't have scouters. How is that possible?"

The green elder hesitated before answering. "I detected your power as you entered the planet's atmosphere. I sensed you as you made your way here." He then added. "Anyone with any remote sensing capabilities could sense your power."

Bardock gave a grunt. "I see. That's a new one. What is your position for this planet?"

The Namekian visably sweats from Bardock's presence. "I don't believe you've earned the right to start asking questions. Who exactly are you and what do you want? After you've answered my questions, I may be willing to answer yours."

Bardock sighed. Diplomacy? Never my job. . . "My son recently landed on this planet. He would have landed here a little over one of your years ago." The green elder held a steadfast gaze. "I'll be honest with you. I've visited plenty of planets before, one of which is responsible for granting me the ability to see events in the future." The green man's eyes widened. "I already know my son lives a good life here until something occurs later on. I'm not willing to tell you what. I'm here specifically to see what kind of planet this is and, hopefully, stop the event I mentioned from transpiring." He waited a small moment. "My son's name is Kakarot, though I'm sure he'll have a different name here. My own name is Bardock."

The elder nodded. "I sense a heavily tainted soul within you. I can tell with a single look that you've done many evil things. I can also tell you don't really regret doing so either. This act of coming here, however, is in good nature, so I will allow you some answers for that." The elder took a breath. "I am Kami. I am the current guardian of this planet. I look over its people and when something of grave importance occurs, it is my job to make sure a proper outcome is reached."

"Then I made things easy for you by coming here." Bardock said plainly. "How many of your kind exist on this planet?"

Kami flinches. ". . . Only two. Myself and my other half."

Bardock nods. "If it's another half of you, then it's not who I was thinking of."

Kami measures Bardock's statements. "You should not be on this planet." Bardock simply glares back. "Your power is much higher than that of any natural power this planet should have. Your very presence is an alert to any and all on this world that can detect powers. It would be better for you to leave. If this event you're here to stop isn't to pass for a long time, then your presence is not needed."

Bardock grunts, closing his eyes in thought. "That and I'm probably not welcome here." He looked absentminded to the side of the Lookout. "You know, my job in life used to be coming to planets, much stronger than this one, and wiping them out of any and all life." Kami's grip on his staff tightened. Bardock then continued. "I could easily wipe out or take control of this planet, but. . . I wouldn't gain anything from it." Kami exhaled. Bardock locked eyes with the elder. "I'll be checking in with this planet every so often, but I will leave. I guess you'd be the man for me to check in with."

Kami took a moment. He was in a position where he could only nod.

Bardock continued. "You could teach me that sensing abilities thing. This scouter is much less convenient than that."

Kami's gaze narrows. "I do not properly know you, nor have you done anything to get any favor from me. I will not simply do what you want. That includes teaching you anything this world might have to offer you."

Bardock turns and walks away in the middle of Kami's response. As he approaches the edge of the Lookout, he responds. "Yeah, I figured that's the response I'd get." He suddenly ignited in a blueish white aura and took off from the Lookout.

Mr Popo slowly approached Kami. "What can we do now?"

Kami sweat as he thought. "For now, Mr Popo, nothing. Any resistance we could possibly offer to someone like him would be fruitless. Plus, we do not know what this 'event' in the future is that he's here to stop." Kami thought a moment. "I also see that his actions right now are done out of a righteous reasoning. He does not mean us harm, so we shall simply prepare for the future."

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Years have passed. The saiyan pod once more speeds into the atmosphere. However, instead of simply crashing headlong into the ground below, it stops and hovers in the upper atmosphere. The cockpit opens up as Bardock comes down. The pod hovered directly above the Lookout.

Kami came out from the main building, a face ready for confrontation. Bardock lands in the center of the Lookout, standing straight and looking at Kami. The guardian of Earth measures Bardock's power. "You're stronger than the last time you arrived here."

Bardock sighed. "Since this is my fourth visit here, we should know the routine." Kami stares at Bardock a moment. The saiyan gives a bigger sigh, hitting the switch on his scouter. He starts to scan his own power. The number appears. "26,000. That's my power level. I've spent a great deal of my time either training or raiding various planetary stations."

Kami nodded. On the second visit, he had informed Kami of the fate of his home planet, along with the identity of the man who destroyed it. The third visit, Bardock had parted with the information about how many saiyans he figured were still alive. Three others, by his count. Each meeting usually began with a judgment of Bardock's power. Kami immediate asked. "What is the great ape transformation?"

Bardock snapped to attention. "You've found Kakarot? He used the Oozaru form." Kami could only nod.

"The boy is now 15 years old. A lot has happened since the last time you arrived. He's traveled the world, made allies, and has become strong for someone of this planet. However, he has transformed a couple times now. He killed his caretaker, Gohan, and has now had his tail removed a couple times already."

Bardock snaps back. "His tail's been removed?!" Bardock growls. "A weakness. Without the tail, he'll never be as strong, but as long as he's still growing, he'll be able to re-grow it."

Kami pressed the issue. "What is it?"

Bardock sighed. "Whenever a saiyan looks at the full moon, the radiation of the light reflecting off the moon transforms us into out Oozaru form." He sees the blank face on Kami. "The monkey. It multiplies our power by a factor of 10." His own tail twitches out from his waist and flows behind him. "However, someone who's mastered the form can choose whether to transform or no. They can also retain their mind with training."

Kami nodded. "The tail is also a weakness it seems. And touch renders Goku useless."

Bardock responded without thinking. "Very few warriors get rid of that sadly-" He looks surprised. "Goku?" He thinks a moment.

"Son Goku. That's the Earth name your son has. He's also accomplished many feats. He's mastered techniques and training under one of the planet's greatest martial artists. He's defeated a tyrannical army single handed. He's also competed in the World Martial Arts Competition twice now."

Bardock nodded. "Right. He lost both of those ones from what I remember from the glimpses."

Kami nodded. "Your visions?"

Bardock sighs. "Still more and more spaced out. I still get them though. For instance, his mate in the future runs her mouth a little much."

Kami states. "The boy has already met me as well." Bardock looks surprised. "Yes, he will be coming back to train with Mr Popo for the next three years. After all, he defeated my other half, the evil King Piccolo, some small time ago."

Bardock whips his head to the side, activating his scouter. He finds Goku's power level. "Still pretty low, but it's increasing at a higher rate than before. Hell, last we checked, his power level was 10. Now, he's stronger than you." Bardock then looks at Kami, half serious. "Don't suppose you're willing to teach me that energy sensing crap now?"

Kami shook his head. "No."

Bardock sighs. "Which means I should cut this visit short."

Kami offers. "You could stay to meet him if you wish."

Bardock stops. He looks back at the guardian. "No. He's supposed to be a world hero, right? I don't think an appearance from father genocide would sit well with him. At least not yet."

Kami nods. "Tell me one thing. The power difference between the fighters of this planet and you, it is similar to the difference between you and the tyrant you work to overthrow, correct?"

Bardock thinks a moment. "Yes. . . I've been hitting and thwarting a lot of his empire's operations, but if I mess up, I'm dead."

"You two share a few personality traits." Bardock looks back to Kami. The green guardian continues. "Despite your former lifestyle, you seem oddly protective over those close to you. You're also utterly fearless against any foe, as you face someone you already know is much more powerful. You also share a similar laid back attitude. You don't seem to care about anything that doesn't involve your interests, which Goku shares as well, though his is in a much more innocent nature."

Bardock grunts as he starts to float into the air. "If I don't make it back here within ten years, you won't hear from me again."

. . . . .

Eight years have passed. Bardock stands in the center of a wrecked base. His power level now 35,000. His scouter was now replaced with a blue one, the old one breaking upon reading his own power level. He scanned the area. "Nothing on the scouter."

However, he sudden feeling caught his attention. He glanced to the side before holding his palm out. A blast rockets out, wiping out the soldier who hid with such a low power the scouter barely detected it.

He smirked. "Getting better with it. Had to sacrifice some of my own training to find out how to do that on my own." He wasn't very good at it. Really, he was awful. But he did manage to find out how to detect powers on his own. The scouter was just nice for a second opinion at this point. Plus, the ability to hack communications in the world trade with it was also a huge plus.

That's when he caught a transmission on it. He hit the button on the side, listening in. The voice was something he couldn't miss. "-exactly. There are only three of us left. I'll go find him, no matter how weak he is, and we'll organize."

The second voice was one that he didn't recognize, but he felt some familiarity with the authority of it. "Hurry up, then. We can't have you off chasing weaklings."

Bardock knew the first voice. Raditz? A third voice came in. "Hey, Vegeta, while he does that, we should go ahead and wipe out a planet or two for Frieza. Could be fun." Bardock's eyes widened. Nappa. I'm sure of it. . . then? That second voice was the prince! He quickly debated activating the comms, but let his hand drop.

It's time. He deactivates his scouter's comms as he flies off towards his saiyan pod.

. . . . .

Bardock lands on the Lookout. He waits patiently for Kami to approach. Kami approaches. "Ah, Bardock. I suppose I should congratulate you on becoming a grandfather."

Bardock's arms cross and his fists clench. "So it IS happening now."

Kami sweat slightly and nodded, staying composed. "The fight that will result in both your sons' deaths?" Bardock nods. Kami smirks. "Then the timing is good. We should stay out of the conflict."

Bardock immediately flared his power. "Say that again?"

The flare of the power pushed Kami, but he held his ground. "You found out how to control your energy." He stated. Bardock merely glared. "Listen, Goku's power is still poultry compared to yours. I know of a way to make him much stronger, but for that, he must die first."

Bardock scoffs. "How is that possible? If he dies, he's gone forever." He notices Kami tense slightly. "Or do you have something to let me in on."

Kami says slowly. "Goku will be brought back to life some time after dying. He will have received training in the afterlife."

Bardock retorted. "You're expecting me to believe that?" Kami kept a straight face. Bardock's eye twitched. "If THAT'S the case, then how come I can't bring back the rest of my race?"

Kami answered calmly. "The method I have in mind cannot be done if the person brought back has been dead longer than a year. Even had we acted the moment we met, you would have been too late to do so."

Bardock simmered down. "Explain."

After a short session, Kami explained the existence of the dragon balls. He revealed how they were connected to Kami and Piccolo, and that if the two green men were to die, then the balls would disappear. He kept the existence of the balls from Bardock due to being unaware of Bardock's intentions. However, since time has passed, he's gotten to know more about Bardock through their brief visits.

Bardock stands there. "I'll agree to this on one condition." Kami gestured him to go ahead. "If Raditz is killed, Vegeta and Nappa, the other two saiyans, will find their way to Earth. At THAT point, I will be forced to reveal myself. This planet is the best choice in my mind for saiyans to make their home, so we can't have Vegeta or Nappa destroying it. I guess that makes me your ally." He pauses, Kami getting a bad feeling. Bardock finally states. "As your new ally, that means I need something out of this. When you bring Kakarot back, you WILL revive Raditz as well."

Kami thinks. "What if your son is much the way as you fear? What if he craves destruction like these other two saiyans you spoke of?"

Bardock scowls. "Then he will have to answer to me."

Kami nods. "We have a deal."

. . . . .

"SPECIAL BEAM CANNON!" The shot fired. . .

Bardock floated high in the sky, his power level lowered to the point of being undetectable. He watched the entire event transpire. His scouter picked up the transmission, and Raditz just informed them of Vegeta and Nappa's approach. One year. Bardock scowled. That old man better know what he's talking about, or I just lost two sons forever. He was also very impressed with his grandchild. Seeing him wound Raditz like that? It was very impressive. He wasn't opposed to Piccolo teaching the child.

With that, Bardock flew slowly back to the Lookout.

He lands, noticing Kami's absence. He looks at Mr Popo. "Where is he?"

Popo answers with a blank face. "He is currently in other world, arguing Goku's case for training. The arrangements should be finished shortly."

Bardock nods. He moves to the edge of the Lookout, laying down on his back and crossing his legs to take a nap while Kami's gone. Soon enough, Kami does appear, the scouter's alarm waking the saiyan warrior.

He rolls to his feet and walks over to Kami. "So?"

Kami smiled. "Your son will get the training he needs. I also expect his friends to arrive here soon to seek training from myself."

Bardock's eye twitches. "I'll hold you to your word. I guess I should just be back in a year."

Kami frowns. "No."

Bardock looks at Kami, dead serious. "Excuse me?"

Kami states. "Though I can't force you to stay, I believe you can become a valuable asset. Even having you on our side may cause these other two saiyans to not fight at all, but just in case a fight is eminent, you're the only one with full knowledge to help our warriors. I would like you to assist in their training."

Bardock sighs. He considers the suggestion.

Kami continued. "Besides. If your wish is for Earth to become a new home for saiyans, then that require cooperation between you and us."

"Fine, fine." Bardock grumbles. "I'll whip the wimps into shape." He moves towards the opening of the Lookout. "Come wake me when you want to introduce me."

He kept his power low as he waited inside the Lookout. He felt the powers arrive. They were pathetic. None of them was past even 400! How was he supposed to prepare them to face foes in the thousands? Popo came up to Bardock. "They are ready." The saiyan nodded and got up.

Up above. . .

"Huh? Someone else is going to be assisting our training?" A short bald man asks. "That's great and all, but isn't your training supposed to be the best?"

A three eyed bald man nods. "I can't imagine anyone else around to help. We're above Master Roshi's help." A short white man nods.

The scar faced fighter with long hair chuckles. "Whatever, bring it on. I'm ready for anything."

Kami nodded. They heard a set of foot steps approaching. Kami states. "You may stop masking your power level."

The four humans tilt their heads confused at that statement. Then, they each detect a power. Their faces darken as they look to the entrance of the Lookout. Krillin steps back unconsciously. His breath quivers. "W-what is this?"

Tien sweats as he senses it. "It's maddening. . . What power!"

Yamcha looks fearful. "On second thought. . . I'm not ready for this."

The little white man, Chaotzu, shakes. "Tien, I'm scared."

The man himself steps out from the shadows. Three humans immediately call out. "Goku?!"

Krillin halts, seeing the armor. "Wait a second. What's with the armor? That's like that guy, Goku's brother?"

Yamcha shakes. "Whoa. When did you get this much power, Goku?"

Tien gave a frown. "Guys, I don't think that's Goku. Look at the scars."

Krillin nodded. "Yeah, so who are you? Goku's other brother or something?"

Bardock sighs as he sits on the steps at the Lookout entrance, bored. He shuts his eyes not even bothering to look at them. "No."

Kami explains. "This is Bardock. He is Raditz and Goku's father." They all step back at that, getting into fighting stances. "Don't bother. Even if all of us, Piccolo, and Goku together were to face him, we'd be defeated handily."

Krillin lowered his defense. "Well, I can't say I like the sound of that. I've already been wished back once."

Tien asked. "What's his deal?"

Yamcha demanded. "Yeah! Where did he come from?"

Bardock frowns. "You can get those answers if you earn them. For now. . ." He looks at them coldly. "Here's the pecking order. It goes: You. The dirt. The worms inside of the dirt. My food. Kami. And me." He glances at each of them. "Any questions?"

Krillin weakly starts. "A lot, actually-"

None of them even notice Bardock move as he appears in front of Krilling, his tail whipping out and smacking Krillin off the Lookout entirely. He speaks irritated. "Have fun on the climb back up." He glances at the other three humans. The step back, slightly afraid.

This only makes him smirk.