Rated: R

Warnings: This is mainly rated R for things to come. Ha ha ha. We got some language, and angst.

Disclaimer: I don't own these guys. I'm borrowing them just for my own evil pleasures *laughs evilly*

Author's Notes: Ya oughtta know by now that all my stuff have songs that go with them. So this one would be "Alone I Break" by KoRn off of their new CD "Untouchables" which is a damn good CD. And also this is the story Where it all began that I had up for a while but took down. Like I said this is Where it all began but I decided to do this fic differently. Enjoy the show.

"Now I see the change, Leaving us it seems so strange

I am hoping I can find, Where to leave my hurt behind

All the shit I seem to take, All alone I seem to break

I am living the best I can, Does this make me not a man"

"Alone I Break" By KoRn

Chapter I The Meeting

You want to know where I'm going right now? Well I'm going to meet my brother for the first time in six years. I'm sure he remembers me as the short haired, young, and full of spirit, semi-optimistic kid. Well a lot has changed in six years. For one, my hair isn't short anymore. I let it grow out. It comes just past my shoulders and is pulled back into a ponytail my bangs lay across the right side of my face. It's black except for the only gray streak that falls in the mass of hair that I don't bound when I tie it back (A/N: I'm trying for Laguna Lori's hair style from FF8) I'm now nothing but a broken spirit. My face looks old for my age. And finally I'm definitely not a kid anymore. Even if I'm just 20 years old. I hear from him once in a while. I found out that I have a niece. Don't know if he's told here about her long lost uncle. He's always wanted to meet, but to tell the truth I was always afraid too. I was afraid that he would want an explanation. But now I finally got the courage to meet him.

My brother doesn't' even know why I got kicked out of the family. My mother and father get so pissed off at the mentioning of my name that they'll leave a restaurant, party, whatever. I find it very childish. And the one thing that really pisses me off was that my brother thought I was dead, till I got in contact with him a few years back. I called my parents house. When they answered the phone. This is what I said, "You can try to cut me off totally but you can't. You'll never ever get rid of me." I hung up after that.

I looked in the mirror just be for I left. My face has thinned out; hell my whole body has thinned out. I'm fucking scrawny. All that muscle mass and tone from training is gone But there is nothing you can do about that when you can't afford two meals a day. My appearance brings one phrase to mind. "Man, you look like shit" in truth I do. I'm sure to where long sleeve turtle neck shirt and a pair of pants. Both black of course. I needed to cover up that past attempts to rid my self of my inner demons. I get into my car, which to my surprise still runs. Seeing how I can't shell out the money to perform proper maintenance and has well over 200,000 miles on it. I make my way to where I'm gonna meet my older sibling.

I took me well over 30 minutes to get there. Like I said before I'm surprised my car got that far and is still running. We planed to meet in an old Wal-Mart parking lot that has long since moved out, and all that a remains is a vacant lot. I'm sitting my car and it begins to rain. The rain seems to reflect my state of mind and emotions. Excited, and yet still depressed. Depression and me are very, very good friends. He's been with me from when this whole damn thing started.

Down the abandoned street I see a pair of headlights. I get out of my car and stand in the pouring rain only in a thigh length trench coat. The car turns into the parking lot. My breathing speeds up and so does my heart rate. I getting more that nervous at the moment. The car pulls in front of mine. The figure steps out, and I catch a glimpse of a face. And I know it's my brother. We stand ten feet apart just looking at each other. I look into his eyes. I see that they're beginning to tear up. Mine follow suit. In instant we in the most lovingly brother embrace that it seemed like the sun came out during that hug.

"God, I'm missed you so much!!" he says

I voice the same back to him.

We decided to meet at a restaurant and get out of the rain.

/At the restaurant/

"So how's my niece?" I ask

"Well besides the trouble she gets into sometime she's doing fine.," he says

"Does she even know that she has an uncle?" I ask

"Only if you want her to." he states

"So what has my brother been doing for the past six years?" I inquire

"Well." he starts "I got married, had a kid, have a great job, nice house, and found out my brother still lives"

I twitch at that last part. Thinking that my parents told my older sibling that I was dead.

"So what has my lil brother been up to?"

I had to pause a second. I had to decide whether I should throw in the gory details now or later. I decide later. "I got a shitty dead end job, and I'm looking for a new one, I have a crappy car that I'm surprised still works, and I have an apartment downtown." I cringed at the end. He had life a lot better than I did. But then again I had life a lot better that I did. I've come along way from where I was.

"I have to ask you one thing?" he starts

I knew exactly where this was going. I knew that he was gonna ask this.

"Why did they kick you out."

I told him that it'd be better if we save that one for later. I told him we'll go to my place and have a long talk, and catch up on everything.

()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()() ()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()() My place

We arrived my place. We headed straight to the living room.

"So big brother you want to know why I was kicked out?" I asked

He nodded

"Well you know that me and our father never ever got along very well at all. We would fight constantly. Physically, and verbally. The man just could never understand that I didn't like him. I never did. He tried to be the father I never had, but he did it way to late. And now just the site of him sometimes makes me angry. Though he tried to be a father he still thought of me as nothing but a fighter who couldn't fight. To him I was never good enough, because I didn't fight like all of his other friends. I remember that one time we were having a fight and he even went to the point of jabbing his fingers into my chest and saying I was worthless, and would never be anything worth anything. I remember I went SSJ and ki blasted him. And I left. I left home and was gone for a while. After that one fight I just didn't care anymore. If someone even as so much as looked at me wrong the way would be beaten till they wanted to die. I stole what I needed. There wasn't anybody who could stop me. I hate this human race. I hate the Sayian race. For I am neither human or Sayian. In the words of Vegita I'm just 'a no good half breed.'

"I don't know how but some how one of the Z senshi found out and told my parents. So when I returned home a week and a half after I left, our father confronted me. I was called a disgrace, piece of trash, and he and mother didn't want anything to do with me., and told me to turn and go and never come back. I went to Trunks' house I though maybe he would let me stay for at least a day or two. The was like my second brother for Kame's sake. I arrived at the CC building, and knocked on the door. Bulma answered the door. She looked at me and told me to go. Our father had told them all about my actions. I turned to walk away and when she shut the door I immediately flew up to Trunks' window.

"Trunks" I called

"Goten I want you to leave now"

"Trunks' but why?"

"You know damn well why" he said harshly

"But Trunks' you're my best friend"

"Correction. Was. I don't want anything to do with a person like you Goten. You've changed, and now knowing what you've done I stand to look at you."

I was getting angry. He didn't know it but I had become stronger than him in the past few years. So I used that strength to my advantage and beat the hell out of Trunks for hurting me. About the time I had finished and left I saw Vegita starting to follow me. So I hit SSJ 2 and flew as far ahead of him as I could. I found a crowded area and masked my power, and acted like nothing happen. He never found me. I'm sure he wanted to kill me for putting his son on the brink of death. I eventually met this guy named Ryan. I called him Ry for short. I ran around with him. We would steal anything that we needed. Ry and I became dealers. We sold the best stuff. You couldn't find any crack as good as what we sold. Till one day when Ry wanted to take care of a guy who had cheated Ry on some money. He laced the drugs he sold the guy with a very, very lethal poison. A long story short that guy is now in the grave yard out side of town. Some of his friends found out and came after me and Ry. I thought we took care of them all until I found Ry dead beside me the next morning. I felt an extreme pain in my abdominal area. I looked down to find the hilt of a knife poking out of my stomach. I got my self to a hospital and afterwards was forced to go to a rehab. center. When I got out I found the guys that killed Ry and tried to kill me. I slaughtered them both. I painted the walls of their apartment red. Their bodies were unrecognizable by the time I was done with them.

I don't know what it was about killing those two, but I enjoyed it. I loved seeing their mangled corpses, hearing them scream and beg for mercy but never receiving it, the sound of bones breaking, and the sound of them screaming in utter torment from the pain I was causing them, and finally seeing the life in their eyes slowly fade. I honestly enjoyed it. So I killed.

I made it a point not to kill the innocent at first. But it wasn't until I had put down a mother and her child that I realized what I had become.

&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^& A/N: Ha whacha think of that one eh? Love it? Hate it? Get off your ass and review. Review like hell. If ya don't then I shan't finish this fic.