| Chapter 1 The Most Powerful Baby in the Universe The young prince had finally stopped crying, and now was looking rather drowsy his eyelids drooping every so often, but jerked back open as Nappa tossed him this way and that in flight. While the baby was cooing in his arms, the reluctant babysitter was muttering to himself about how he was always getting the raw deal. Working for Lord Vegeta was such a pain in the tail, but at least it kept him alive. He looked down at the little squirming bundle in his arms. This little brat could make it all worth going through. If only Vegeta would grant him permission to train the boy he could have a lackey of true power. Landing on the damp ground, Nappa tucked the boy under his arm and punched open the rusty lock of the storage capsule. This was one of the few usefull things the Saiyan�s had gained by defeating the Tsufuru-jinn, besides domination of the planet of course. As the door was thrust open, a few little animals scuttled to the dark corners of the building, hiding from the brightness that Nappa had let in. The building was covered with smelly fungus and was colder inside than it was out there. There was barely any space around, mostly shelves full of parts for this and that, useless clutter. Making a face, Nappa swiped his arm along a table cluttered with assorted junk, knocking it all onto the floor. Then he dropped the little prince onto his newly clean space, striking the same tender spot on his head where the baby had been bruised by his previous fall. This spurred a new wave of tears and Nappa growled under his breath. �Shut up you damn brat!� He shouted, clubbing the table with a fist, causing the prince to yet again crack his head and scream even louder than before. �Dammit!� Nappa cried, intending to silence the baby with a good swift blow to he head but was stopped when he heard a voice from behind him. �Watch it Nappa. You�ll be taking orders from that kid someday.� Whirling around, the Saiyan was more than surprised to see a tall member of his army, with disheveled hair, cracked green armor, and a long scar on his cheek. �Bardock!� He cried, �What are you doing here?� Smirking, the man walked out of the darkness, and leaned against a shelf of old boxes. �I was looking for some spare parts. My scouters on the fritz again.� Frowning, Nappa narrowed his eyes. �There�s no scouter parts in here.� �I know.� He said flatly, his eyes falling on the baby who was now settling into sleep. �So that�s the future Lord of our race?� Nappa cast a glance over his shoulder at the baby. �Yeah, ugly little thing.� He said bitterly. Bardock snickered and walked closer to the boy. One thing was for sure he had the family hair, even though he was only an infant it was still as pointy and black as that of his father. This was the one he would be taking orders from? He was so small and fragile, yet... �Give me your scouter.� He ordered, then once Nappa handed it over rather reluctantly, he clipped it onto his face and clicked it on. Immediatly, it locked onto the babies power level and showed a reading that made the man question his own sanity. Gasping, Bardock backed away a little in shock. �This can�t be right!� He exclaimed, pushing the scouter button again and again, but still the same number was shown on the screen. �What do you mean?� Nappa asked, snatching back his machine to see for himself. His reaction was much the same as that of his companion. �WHAT?!� He screamed, causing the baby to stir, and begin softly crying. �It..it�s over 300!! H-H-He�s just a baby!� Silence. The two stared at the boy who was crying again, his aura reapearing. Nappa was still messing with the scouter, hoping the reading was wrong. While Bardock was lost in his own thoughts. This can�t possibly be right. He�s stronger than most of the sixth class warriors, and he�s just a few hours old. How is this achieved? Is Lord Vegeta even aware of this? He�s going to be the most powerful warrior ever... �Damn...� Nappa said astounded, moving over to the baby again and watching him squirm in hunger and discomfort. Then a smile broke out across his face, and he let out a cruel laugh. �And I�m gonna show him how to use all that power.� �What?� Bardock said astounded, turning towards the other. �I�m gonna train the boy, and make him my little servant.� The Saiyan General said with a bit of cruel laughter. This child was going to be the best thing that ever happened to him. If the boy had one fourth of Nappa�s power at birth, then he would grow to be even more powerful, until he could rule the universe, but with the proper mindset it would be Nappa on the throne. Turning his back on the child, and his �trainer�, Bardock felt strangely sorry for the child. Fathered by Lord Vegeta? Trained by General Nappa? The only people he had to look up to would be those two. And with a power level like that...The man shook his head, it wasn�t his problem. He had a brat on the way anyhow and should be more concerned with that birth than of the one who could pottentially make his life a living hell. �What makes you think Lord Vegeta will trust you with his only son?� Nappa laughed again, and leaned back against the crumbling wall of the building. �Vegeta would trust me with his life.� �Fool..� Bardock whispered, and started to walk out. Just as he was about to leave, he stopped and looked over his shoulder at the boy. �What�s his name?� �Prince Vegeta.� Nappa said with a sarcastic tone to his voice, his jealously showing through. �Vegeta...hm.� Bardock said, reaching for the door. Ill-fated name, but still carrying on the tradition. He blasted off into the sky, his mind still with that baby in the shed, surounded by dirt and filth, yet still carrying a power level of 300. �There�s something about that boy...� |
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