Goku replied mentally, wanting to know more of this Beerus while Goten turned off the tractor and dug into Goku's lunch, Goku watched and heard his stomach and King kai reply.
'No! Trust me, just stay away from that guy, the dragon balls- the black star ones must be found before their negative energy destroys all you hold dear. I'll be in touch, to help you locate those balls though don't rely on me much, I was more uh, distracted from Beerus being active than worrying about that problem. I'll contact you all soon.' the connection ended and Goku turned to his son, taking a seat in front of his meal.
"Well son, let's eat up and head on back home. I'll drop you off there and find out about this problem. And… let's not tell your mother about this mess." Goku laughed, their gaze turned to the field, which had more craters then crops or land sowed to be ready for planting.
"Alright dad, I'm hungry, lets eat!" Goten dug in and Goku joined him.
(Vegeta-POV)
Vegeta heard the message from King Kai, he was also linked to that Kai's connection, his father was with him along with Bardock and his crew and Vegeta's wife. Vegeta, Raven and his children were on Sadala settling the problem about the so-called 'throne' and King Vegeta's abdication when he and Raven were interrupted, his father holding a symbolic crown in front of him, the hundred of thousands of Saiyan's watching with bated breath for what seemed like an hour though it was but ten minutes. His father looked impatient, holding the symbol of his 'giving up' his kingly authority to him, Vegeta and Raven turned, Raven speaking up with a smirk, gaining the ire of those royal ass-kissing Saiyan's that already believed Raven was unfit to be queen, to her amusement and her uncaring about some throne.
Raven only came to support him, they left the kids at Kron's rich wife's place, Capsule Corp to come here and get this over with. The Saiyan's revived wanted to rebirth the Saiyan empire, a bore that his father also sought through Vegeta himself, him being the most powerful prince in the whole history of the dynasty meant they believed they had the ideal king for such an ideal. The ideal was back mostly from the elite warriors and his father, the ruling class. The low-class warriors, however, were aligned with Vegeta's ideals ironically, in getting stronger and living a simple life either here on Sadala or on Earth. Vegeta would shock the elites and his father when he finally takes-
"-P-Prince… my s-son, do you accept the crown?" his father asked once more, trying to keep the irritation out of his tone though Vegeta noted it, he knew his father best after all. Nappa and the hundred or more other elite warrior caste watched on also annoyed except for Nappa, who looked like he fell asleep on his feet.
"What crown- yes, I accept. Get on with it. I have other matters that need to be done." Vegeta snapped, irritated that he missed a battle on earth, he also was mad about this new threat about the dragon balls… Vegeta was also holding back from panicking within the large crowd for he has heard and witnessed the one named 'Beerus' before, when he was a brat himself… His father was more than humbled by the God of destruction- shamed by him and he witnessed the unfathomable power even as a boy. He needed to get back to earth and tell those who would be going to the meeting what he knew of that bastard and his appearance to warn the ones going out into space for these supposed black star dragon balls. Raven looked towards him concerned, her face at appearance seemed to be held in a neutral, uncaring tone though Vegeta knew her tells well and could see the worry she had for him, Vegeta would tell her with the others. Right now, he had to deal with these so-called elites and propel some of the low-class Saiyan's to that level with his new 'kingly powers' meh… he accepted this, he'd better deal with them now.
Standing forwards, his eyes gazed over the crowds, the many Saiyan's among them watching with some interest, the elites awaiting his orders in anticipation. He held out his hand to his father, speaking without meeting his eyes.
"Father, your scouter. What is the most common power level among the crowd, quickly now, father." one of the elite Saiyan's had a logbook, he brought it forwards and showed it to his father, saving him and Vegeta with scanning the crowd. His father replied after giving the logbook a good look,
"The average among the low class… is 4,600 to 6,800. there are a few among them over ten thousand however." Vegeta turned to Bardock, nodding him over.
"Bardock and those he trusts will be training all of you into proper warriors, I see no reason for you all to remain weaklings any longer. Other then that, keep up working on Sadala and no, Winter Schnee has reign over the planet. Don't start anything and keep up the status quo, I have far more better things to do then rebuilding the Saiyan empire. If you want to do that, go join Frieza… that is, if he doesn't kill you first. Those among you who challenge this, you can bring it to me. I could use a new footstool." Vegeta finished, his father sighed while some of the elite Saiyan's whispered discontentedly among themselves though majority of the Saiyan's shouted out their support, Bardock and his old squad, who have had some time training with Kakarot and even have one of the latest gravity chambers they brought from Bulma were more then capable of putting down any insurrections and acting as his trainers for this lot.
"Let's go then… king Vegeta the fourth… we've got better things to worry about now, namely that explosion that will happen should those dragon balls aren't returned." Raven began, walking close to him and Vegeta's father followed. Nappa walked towards Vegeta and added with concern.
"King Vegeta, just to make sure, you have no need of a royal guard… to guard you and yours uh, right?" Nappa glanced towards Vegeta and his father with confusion; he had finally awoken during the now crowned Vegeta's short speech. His father coughed slightly, nodding to the still gathered crowd and the newly crowned king scoffed, arms still folded. Vegeta huffed, turning to the crowd and shouting out.
"This is my decree, now get to it! We're not reviving the Saiyan empire so instead of wasting time making money the old way, we as in all you can make money by working for the 'K.B.S Industries Corporation' here on our ancestral planet, keep out of trouble for your second chance is tied to not being killed, as in, not being killed by a certain Saiyan, whose wife you'll be working for. That also means that you're not to go lording over the earthlings, their infrastructure is -uh, needed to run the place and they will help you all build your own settlements, you'll have no need for raiding. Also, uh, no sending brats off the planet and all brats must be subject to Oozeru training on another planet as Sadala lacks a moon, as well as to stop it being destroyed by accident. Anyone who makes trouble here, I'll have my left and right hands Nappa and Bardock put you in the ground, if Winter Schnee doesn't, for she is quite capable of doing so! Don't look for your 'king' to protect you, I'd argue your case and not get anywhere." some murmuring were heard when he mention Bardock being hone of his 'hands' though a very small minority, the low class third rate Saiyan's looked happy one of their own was given a big role in Vegeta the fourths fledgling kingdom or what nonsense he should call it.
"Now off with you, I will also give the leader of the colony here, a woman named Winter Schnee leave to execute those who fail to comply… she is much stronger than you lot. I'm ready, Raven. Hmph, dismissed." Vegeta and Raven headed for his ship and his father followed along, they were going to earth, to get their kids and head for the lookout for this meeting.
(Bardock-POV)
"Heh, you heard the boss. Bugger off and get back to work! I'll take a few of you aside and begin your training! Those who complain can get lost, I'm sure a few of you elite guys think you can follow orders. Those who don't want to fight, you're going to be assigned to the engineer's caste, like we had back on planet Vegeta. Those of you who want to fight, there are plenty of guys here who do to and, in the future, we will have the opportunity to fight strong guys. Uh, anything to add there general." Bardock glanced over at Nappa with a quizzical look, Nappa stood there for a moment thinking it over before he replied loudly, glaring at the large crowd, King Vegeta's ship had now taken off behind them.
"Yeah! Don't go bothering the prince- uh, the king! He has no time for nothing but training and fighting his rivals, the brat. He will probably kill you if you try and fight him yourself. But knock yourself out trying, I won't stop you. Also, I'm reorganizing the army to take on jobs uh, in collaboration with the 'K.B.S Industries Corporation'. Easy money, easier than conquest and we also get to destroy stuff too. Also, no hitting on the boss of that group, a Winter Schnee… her husband will kill you and he is a rival of our king." Nappa paused, thinking of anything else, Bardock himself thought of the Saiyan named Kron which brought his thoughts to both his sons.
'Gine, you'd be proud of those brats of ours… Kakarot even had one named after you, probably Vegeta or Kron's work though, that son has no idea nor pride for our Saiyan names…' he sighed, calling out to the crowd. They were obsessed in their own ways in getting stronger, like the newly crowned king himself. Those three though were being pushed to improve with the fourth Saiyan- full-blooded Saiyan on Earth.
'Kron…' Bardock didn't know much about him, that he was the eldest son of Paragus and his younger brother Broly was the legendary Super Saiyan, though it was proved that Kron was also the legendary Super Saiyan too and brother killed brother…
"What of Vegeta the third, our current kings father? What is now going to be doing, I bet he's gone back to earth in order to use that very useful training machine that my sons, Kron and Vegeta, plus all of their allies have to train with. I'm wondering if we are going to get any of those for the rest of us, perhaps make it as a reward or charge those for using it among the Saiyan's. Time limit them so the Saiyan race could stand to benefit from that kind of training." Bardock turned to Tora, who said that as Nappa grinned, impressed. Nappa replied, half turning to face Bardock, Tora and the others of their squad who were appointed to high positions plus the rest of the elite all gathered.
"Alright, I'll ask the king about the, uh, them machines to train in and how to earn the use of them. Alright, I'd better go ahead and continue my training of the army, get everyone up to speed. You've got your task Bardock, you've lucked out third rate." Nappa smirked, floating upw3ards while meeting the stare Bardock sent him in turn. Bardock watched him leave with majority of the elite class, to begin their own training or the work they would be assigned by that woman Winter Schnee.
"Well, I'm off then, got assigned to the blasting sight, going to enjoy watching the earthlings piss themselves while I blast more of the ore they want mined. Kek" the portly Shugesh cackled, blasting off as Tora added.
"Yeah, see you later Bardock, Fasha." he saluted them casually, blasting off after Shugesh, Fasha turned to head in another direction while Borgos grunted, standing near to Bardock silently.
"There is going to be a meeting about getting some other kind of position within that company, a managerial one which would help me get in the good graces of the boss, that snow white looking princess. Did you hear that she has a younger sister, the two of them are taken by the same-" Bardock shrugged, interrupting her as she sounded both smug and nosy of which he could care less about how much woman that Saiyan Kron is screwing.
"Forget that, once we get access to that training gravity machine room, you up for joining me?" he asked, slowly floating upwards. Fasha nodded, eyebrow raised.
"I'm up for it, though is that some kind of move? Why, we should get the whole squad together and have a free for all or something, since were going to be planet-side here or on earth for a very long time, might as well keep up our camaraderie somehow. Anyway, I'll see you at dinner time." a last look she sent him before taking off.
(Tien-POV)
With Yang busy with their son Brock, two years old now, Tien and Chiaotzu continued their training in their usual spot overlooking as lush area with a downpour overhead, the rain swept through the valley and the nearby waterfall feeding the lake within the mountainous valley surged. Occasionally their bout would cause the cliffs to erode, the added downpour added to the training and made the fight harder to keep up with one another. Chiaotzu was increasing his physical strength within this fight, the training demanded it and in turn Tien focused on his own particular psychic abilities, meager compared to Chiaotzu but steadily improving.
"...Huh, that is Piccolo over there. He's landed over near the house Tien, let's go see what he wants and take a break." Chiaotzu used his psychic powers to now block the water from dripping on him whilst drying both himself and Tien, two orbs surrounded them both now and they quickly headed over to Tien and Yang's place, Chiaotzu landing first. Piccolo turned, regarding them, knocking on the door with his left hand while eyeing the two of them. Chiaotzu added another shield to block the rain, surrounding Piccolo and they awaited as the door opened, Yang answering.
"Come in your three, quiet though. I just got Brock down for his nap. Hurry, Chiaotzu." Chiaotzu nodded, making sure the water or mud wouldn't get trekked inside with them and Yang sighed in relief, Tien knew she just didn't want to clean up, now Yang also knew he knew with that one look she sent.
"Alright then guys, sit." she sat there on the comfortable sofa, Tien regarded her casual outfit, a gray singlet and short shorts, her hair was a mess though still looked attractive to his eyes. The bags under her eyes though, he had them too for their son was a light sleeper, when he was awake and in a mood… he could be loud, their son would be a fighter telling by how he acted now.
"Alright, I'll be quick, I'm not sitting. I just heard there was some trouble over on the lookout, Dende got into contact with me telepathically. There's going to be a meet tomorrow up there. Be there you three, that is, if you can get your brat over to Capsule Corp to be watched. I'm sure Bulma would happily watch him for the duration of the meet." Yang sighed, pushing her upper body back into the sofa and removing a can of lemonade soda from a capsule fridge they kept near the sofa, she opened it and drunk the whole thing as Piccolo glared at her.
Once she was finished, she wiped her face and stood.
"I'll ring Bulma or Blake and organize it. Tien, it's my turn to train. You're on, kid detail yeah." Yang headed to their room they kept their fighting outfits, an unused room where they could dress and undress without waking their son. Tien nodded at her retreating back; his eyes turned to Piccolo.
"Did you want me to come too, I'm not as strong as the others but my psychic abilities are making me strong enough to even give Tien pause, and I mean that while he's also in his highest multiplier of the 'Kaio-Ken'." Chiaotzu gloated, floating over a can to himself and opening it, chugging its contents down with gusto.
"Sure, be there, we've got another problem to deal with and we're going to need to send a group of us out into space to sort it out, possibly a few groups in fact…" Piccolo looked like he struck gold in that moment, his eyes widening as if an idea had just entered his mind.
"Right, another problem then, I like it. Who are we fighting this time and is the Earth in danger of combustion? I sensed Vegeta and Raven arriving on one of their training ships a couple hours ago, they were training mid-flight, and their ship was wrecked upon landing. Uh, there was a story on the television of the story. Rather funny actually." Tien added, Yang came out in her usual outfit, yellow battle-suit similar in appearance to the Saiyan blue battle-suit, a tactical yellow and black jacket with the arms ripped off at the shoulders, black boots made of the same material of the Saiyan boots, a leather belt and with her hair done up in a ponytail. With her outfit, she was articulate in her fashion choices, and she made it look real good while also allowing her to pull out her 'Ember Cecilia' out of a Capsule should she want to use them too.
Grinning right at him, Yang stalked through the room from out the corridor leading to all the rooms and through the lounge, she lifted her head smugly.
"Hey Chiaotzu, let's get going. I need a sparring partner and your it- Oh, ah… Tien, your turn." She grimaced, forgetting about Brock, who seemingly woke up due to his mother's call out, Piccolo stood and shrugged down at Tien.
"See you three tomorrow. I need to see Krillin and then Yamcha then I'm done." Piccolo made a hasty retreat out of the door that Yang had opened, Chiaotzu floating nearby to Tien.
"Hey Tien, I can help you if you want. I'll tell yang that Raven and Vegeta are nearby and also training. It isn't a lie mind you, their ship having crash landed is still intact and all." Tien turned to Yang.
"You hear that Yang, your mother is also around somewhere nearby. Though it has started raining hard. You're welcome to train with her and Vegeta if you like. Chiaotzu, go with her. You know, keep the rain off of her, so she doesn't get a mood." Yang huffed, waiting an Chiaotzu nodded, following her out.
'Ah, I'll relax after I deal with Brock'. Tien thought, he smiled on the way to where Brock's room is and then sniffed himself.
"Bah, I'll shower after. Alright son I'm coming… Yeah that mother of yours is quite a handful." Tien said aloud, his son bawling his eyes out in his crib, only grown louder as he entered the room.