Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Forgotten Legends: Flying Through Space ❯ Truth ( Chapter 2 )

Chapter 2
Truth

Sorry I did not update sooner, I had a major history project to do, plus the pressure to update my other fics. Hope that you enjoy reading this. The language is in German.

In the first chapter they were speaking their native tongue, it just so happens that my other language besides French is German. So I used it as the Saiyan language.

When I landed on the soil beneath my feet, I was greeted with a group of warriors. There were three of them wearing blue and orange gi. One of other warriors wearing purple has a green skin colour, surely he’s a Namek. The others I deem unworthy to mention. I look around gathering their ki signatures with my scouter.

It seems that they are really weak, or they can hide their ki levels. The warriors that are wearing blue and orange have most of my attention; they look familiar to me, yet I can not place it. The warrior that is in front of them all is, I presume is the leader of this mismatch. He has similar appearance to my grandfather Baradock, but it is not him, Baradock is still on Vegeta-sei, or is he?

“Bra Sieht. Ist das Baradock?” (Bra look. Is that Baradock?)

I turned my head to look at Bra, it appears that she had seen him too. I did not know that Vegeta-sama sent Baradock here. If Vegeta-sama had not told Bra or myself then something must be wrong. For Vegeta to send one of his best warriors other then myself would mean that…that there is something on this planet then he is not letting us know of.

“Baradock, warum du hier?” (Baradock, why you here)

He gave me a weird look, like he did not understand what I had just said. I can understand why the other alien warriors don’t understand, but this is his native language.

I looked at Bra once again, she looks as confused as I do. What is going on here? I decided to speak in common, will he understand me then?

“Baradock, has Vegeta-sama sent you here?” I asked. “What is so special about Terra Frima.”

My questions had caused Baradock to blush, what blush. Gramps never blushes, not at the mention of sex or even when I try to embarrass him in front of the king.

This can’t be Baradock; no this is some look alike. Possibly a relative of ours.

The one that I have mistaken as my grandfather stepped closer to Bra and myself, I have no business with the others, if they want a fight they can have one. But I can’t allow any harm to come to Bra.

“What do you want Saiyan?” the green man spoke, the way he said Saiyan was like having poison dripping slowing into my skin.

Then the look alike spoke, “You must be mistaken this is no Terra Frima, this planet is called Earth…” As he spoke I looked at his waist, around it is a Saiyan tail. So he is a Saiyan. I look at the others as well; it appears that two other males have tails as well.

“You are a Saiyan!” it was more of a statement then anything. My short speech cut him off. He just looked at me. “You and the other two males here are saiyan, how is it that we did not know of you.”

“Um, I believe that I know who these warriors are. My father came to a planet just like this once. He fought a warrior by the name of Kakarot. This happened way before we were born, and this maybe the planet that he found my mother.” Bra surprised me with this bit of information. I never knew of this, why does she speak of this now and not before?

“You are talking about Bulma, Right. Are you Bulmas’ daughter? Wow, I didn’t know she had a daughter, last I heard was that she was pregnant with a boy.” This came from the look alike. “Then you would know what happened to my granddaughter Pan!”

Pan? They know of me, but how is that possible, I know that the royal family has their fair share of secrets. Is it possible that…

“Tell me how do you know Pan, if she really is your granddaughter then how is it that she lived on Vegeta-sei for most of her life? Tell me.” Oh this is no question; I was demanding the answers.

“Pan is my granddaughter as I have said before.” He took in a big breath. “She was taken from us when she was a little girl; she was barely four years of age. Vegeta came back to the Earth, saying something about rules of Saiyan culture.”

Is it possible that I was kidnapped by the very people that I believe is my very own family? Why send me here Vegeta, do you want to torture me for something that I have not done. Or is it a chance to get to know my real family! Damn these emotions! I am a saiyan warrior and have no need of them.

I felt my heart clinch inside of my chest, it squeezed so tightly that I fell on my right knee. All I can think of was the faces on Vegeta-sei: my family, Bra, and how they betrayed me. I fell into their trap, all of these years, I thought that I was someone, that I meant something.

The memories flooded my brain. The time I became an elite, my first kiss from Prince Trunks, to the time of my greatest victory.

The battles I have been dragged into, the wounds I have received, the lives I have shattered. I am a pawn to be used.

Unknown to me my eyes started to flash blue, I looked up at Bra. “Did you know about this? Did you?” The words were harsh edged with growls that escaped my lips.

“No.” was her meek answer.

I fought the emotions before they overtook me, I put my facade on once again, I slipped and I will make sure it will not happen again. I turn my back to the surrounding warriors, I did not care what they could do when I turned away.

(speaking Saiyan, no point in me writing in German.)
I quickly jumped into my pod and activated my communicator. “Get me King Vegeta.” It beeped and the image of Vegeta appeared.

“Did you like my little gift, Brat?” He had that arrogant smirk on his defined face.

I growled in return, showing my objection. “Why have you not told me, why now?”

His face then showed his displeasure at my objection to his ‘gift’, he had used me and I want to know why. Why tell me lies then all of a sudden tell me the truth.

“You are powerful Pan, if you had not been, I would have left you on that mud ball of a planet. It was not my idea to send you there.” His face was turning red from anger. “Bulma and your great grandfather agree that it was time to tell you the truth. Well you have it, but you are still apart of this empire, understand.” He toke a long pause and had a sadistic look on his face.

“You are to stay there for a year, bond with your family, get to know them better. I will call you when or if there is any trouble. Keep Bra safe or it is your life.”

The communicator then went blank. My hands shook, I was so angry, but there is nothing I can do. I just have to face the truth and the lies.

I stayed within the confines of the pod for another minute. So this is what my life is, a lie. I wonder if they should have ever told me the truth. Some people live in lies and are happy, why not me?

Because life is the unsuspecting, you face it head on, never let them break you, you may bend, and come back even stronger, but you will never break. It is the life of a saiyan.

The life that I lead.







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