This is a story far from Earth.
It is not even set in the same galaxy.
This story is set on a planet, far from Earth. This planet was a glowing red ruby, vulnerable to predators who may snatch her up.
Her name was Planet Vegeta.
Planet Vegeta was full of a mighty race called saiyans, similar to humans, but with super strength and tails. The saiyans were feared throughout the galaxies; their brutal killings moved through the quadrants. They were at their strongest during the full moon and they would use their tails to transform into giant Oozarus and annihilate everything in sight.
Although the saiyans were strong, they were under the command of an evil tyrant. His name was Frieza. He too was feared throughout the entire galaxies. He was a sadistic creature; blowing up planets by just lifting his finger. He had the saiyans under his palm, ready to do his bidding.
Now the King of Planet Vegeta, KING Vegeta, knew through his friend Bardock that Frieza would lay waste to their homeplanet and all the saiyans if they grew too strong. There were many low level saiyans and the king needed more elites. So in a hurry, he ordered all low-level babies to be killed because he feared an uprising of the low level slaves.
So he sent out many elites to kill all of the low level babies. The assault took three days to murder every single low level on the entire planet. One mother in particular, Gine had a six year old and two baby twins. One a boy and the other a girl. She managed to raise the young boy for a few months, but she realized she could hide him no longer. So gathering all her children, she fled towards the capital's river ignoring the mothers' pleading and the roaring of the elites.
Gine could still hear the muffled screaming and wailing of the mothers and children, and the ki blasts that had been released. She shuddered, but scooped up her two children and scoured the place for Raditz. She had sent him to find the reed basket she had made earlier and hid in a ditch.
Hiding behind the wall, she heard heavy footsteps running from behind her. She froze-her blood went cold. Was it the guard-was he going to kill her baby?
She spun round, and sighed in relief, realising it was just her eldest son. Six-year-old Raditz held the basket under one arm, and glanced up at his mother.
"We should go now." he confirmed,cocking his head to the direction of the soldiers. He scanned the long leaved-grass for any pathway that would take them to the river. He spotted a downtrodden patch of leaves-that was a sign.
"This way!" he hissed and beckoned his mother and siblings down the pathway.
Once the group reached the river, Raditz handed his mother the basket. The baby began to fuss in his brother's arms, provoking Raditz to kiss him on the forehead. He passed the baby boy to their mother and took hold of his baby sister.
The young boy again fidgeted and opened his mouth to scream when a familiar lullaby spilled from his mother's lips:
Hush now, my baby, be still now, don't cry
Sleep as you're rocked by the stream
Sleep and remember my last lullaby
Someday we'll meet when you dream
The baby stopped fidgeting and slowly began to close his eyes. His parent unravelled a blanket from her shoulders and wrapped him inside it.
River, oh river, flow gently for me!
Such precious cargo you bear!
Do you know somewhere he can be free?
River, deliver him there
Tears flowed from Gine's eyes as she gently pushed the basket away from her. Turning around, she took Katya from Raditz's arms, and stared down at her daughter, who confusedly wriggled in her arms.
