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Seven years after the destruction of the planet Vegeta




1.


All hell broke loose on Lyarnak. The whole planet seemed to be on fire; black clouds of smoke darkened the sky, the rubble of collapsed houses lay on the streets, fresh craters yawned in between, as if a meteor shower had come down.


Isolated dark figures scurried around in the midst of the destruction, trying to find a place where they could hide from those who caused it.


Those who did not manage to disappear in time ended up as charred ash heaps or were left completely torn and burned.


Three figures hovered above the desolation, difficult to make out in the omnipresent smoke, which occasionally fired a thick beam of light at the Lyarnakans below. Whoever was hit needed an urn, whoever escaped the first ray hit the second.

The smallest of the three shadows became aware of movement below, gestured to the other two to wait, and let himself fall. It landed softly, a few yards from a young woman who winced, then whirled around, ran away, turned into an alley.


The shadow rose a little above the ground and flew after her faster than she could run. The woman rushed off, but it was of no use, a few steps into the alley hit her from behind, which forced the air out of her lungs, the force of the blow caused her to fall forward, rolled over a few times, stayed lie. Now you could see that she was holding a bundle of scraps of cloth from which a soft cry, like a child's, came from.


Her pursuer was right in front of her. She looked up, large turquoise eyes, widened with horror in a narrow, pretty face studied her counterpart. White hair hung in strands on her face.What she saw made her eyes take on an expression of the deepest, despondent horror: a small figure, blue combat suit, white breastplate, muscular arms and legs. The face of a boy, maybe fourteen or fifteen years old, but dark, with no pity in his eyes. Black hair that defied all the laws of gravity.


The boy leaned down and grabbed the bundle. The woman tried to hold it tight, hugging it even closer. His eyes narrowed, he gave her a kick that made her roll away, snatched the bundle from her.


The screaming of a child could now be heard very clearly. The mother straightened up, held out her hands to the boy, begged "Give me back my child! I beg you, please!" She began to sob, tears streaming down her cheeks "You can't do that!"


There was no emotion in the boy's face. Holding the child in one hand, he stretched the other out in front of him, with the palm of the hand facing the young woman."Save yourself the whimper!"


The last thing the woman saw in her life was a blinding flash of white light.


Without another word, the boy turned away from the cremated corpse of the young woman and flew away with her child.


His companions were waiting for him on the side of a crater.


"What was that for now?" asked a young man of about twenty as the boy came to a halt beside him.


"What for, you fool? I was just following Freezer's instructions."


"Even though you don't even know what he needs the kids for?" the third boy intervened, who, although taller than the first, seemed years younger and had a considerably long black mane of hair.


"You don't need a lot of imagination to be able to imagine that. He probably wants to train her!" answered the first impatiently.


"And why small children?" the second wanted to know.


The interviewee rolled his eyes towards heaven "Because children are much more likely to obey him than adults!Ever heard of parenting? "


"I see!"


"That's all well and good!" said the youngest "But what does he want with that?" He waved the severed paw of a small big cat around.


"What do I know!" the smaller one made a dismissive gesture. Then he suddenly grinned "Maybe he needs a lucky charm!"


Harsh laughter on the part of the eldest. The other threw the child to the third, which he cleverly caught: "So, Raditz, you are now taking this to Freezer and Nappa and I will continue here. Where do you actually have the other child?"


"S` already in my space capsule!"


"Good. Get out of here!"


Raditz hissed away.


The little one looked after him until he could no longer see the tail of energy he was pulling behind him, then he turned to Nappa, "Then we'll clean up this planet a little!"


Nappa saluted with a grin "All right, Vegeta!"




2.


Raditz wasn't entirely comfortable facing Freezer like this all alone, but he tried hard not to let it show.After all, Freezer had no reason to be upset about him. Or? With him you could never really know.


He knew where Freezer was always here in his headquarters, he had been there many times. However, Vegeta had always spoken at these appeals, and he was entitled to it, as the strongest of the three and the son of the old king Vegeta, king of the Saiyajins. Of which there was only her now. And Kakarott. Raditz wondered for the umpteenth time when his little brother would be back from his mission. Not for a long time. He was now - Raditz quickly calculated in his head - only about nine years old.


There was the door. The young Saiyan entered the code and the three parts of the steel door slid away.


"Oh, that's you! Back again?" asked a mocking voice. Zarbon. One of Freezer's two favorite


Ass crawling.


Raditz entered the room behind the door and paid no attention to the senior man with the turquoise skin and the green hair.What prompted him to hit him: "Please answer if someone of a higher rank asked you something! So why are you here again and where are the other two?"


"I'm just following Freezer's orders. Vegeta and Nappa are still on Lyarnak."


"Ah, so you brought the kids with you?"


The boy replied somewhat reluctantly: "Yes."


"Well, then give it to me right away, I'll take care of it!"


Raditz stiffened. That was clear again, Zarbon wanted to rob him of a chance to receive a reward from Freezer. But he wouldn't let himself be disgraced that easily!


"I'd rather give it to Freezer personally, thank you!"


He saw Zarbon's yellow eyes flash disapprovingly, "Master Freezer is on an inspection right now. He won't be back anytime soon. You won't want to waste yourself waiting so long where you could use the time much more useful? Besides, am." I'm his deputy at the moment, so why don't you give the children to me right away? "

That was a wink with the fence post, thought Raditz, meant something like: If you don't bring the children out right away, you can number your bones!


He gave up, senselessly trying to persuade him!


Dropped the children on the floor, right in front of Zarbon's feet: the white-haired boy with the red skin whom he had caught himself and the somewhat younger second child, with red-brown skin and gray hair, whose mother had been grilled by Vegeta. He almost threw the Liel cat's paw in his face. Zarbon caught them out of the air and looked at them thoughtfully "You even thought about that! Really commendable! So and now" he dropped his paw, stepped over the unconscious children lying on the floor and complimented Raditz towards the door, "you go please and report to Ginyu. He's taking over the training today. Adieu! "


Raditz did not resist when he was pushed to the door. In the corridor, however, he turned around again and said: "One more question ... what is Freezer doing with his paw?"

Zarbon smiled insidiously: "You will find out soon enough!"


With that he closed the door. Raditz was able to get his foot to safety just in time. Angry, he stood in the corridor and wondered if he should blow her up with an energy beam, but then decided against it. So he contented himself with showing Zarbon a rude sign, which of course he couldn't see, and then sauntered off to report to Ginyu.


If he trained hard enough, maybe one day he could beat that arrogant ass. But at the moment that would still be her death, or at least it would result in a longer stay in the medi-tank.


Sometimes you had to be patient.


Zarbon waited until he was sure the young Saiyan was gone, then picked up the children and went to the hospital wing.


There he opened the first door on the right, stepped inside, and threw the children with a flourish onto a couch that stood by the door.

The doctor on duty, with his back to the door at a small table with various complicated


Experimented with, stopped his efforts, and turned to face him.


"Good day!" he greeted politely.


"Day!" Zarbon replied, "I'll bring them the children and", he held out his paw to him, "this!"


The doctor was pleased. "Very good! Then I'd better start right away!" he grabbed the paw and put it on the table.


"Which child will you start with?" asked Zarbon.


"I think ..." the doctor looked at the two children more closely; "I'll only take the younger one."


"How so?.."


"Because the Lyarnakan's organism is only very flexible and ready to take up and incorporate foreign genes up to the age of three. This one," he pointed to the older child, "is already too old, there would be rejection reactions which it might not would survive.At least after that it would be useless for Master Freezer's purposes. "


"Understand!" replied Zarbon, who had no pale dew, what rejection reactions were.


"Then I'll take the older one with me again and leave the other one to them." He tucked the child with the white hair under his arm and disappeared.




For the time being, a very responsible trainer was