A/N: First off, I don't own anything other than OC's, Re-proofread.

Doppelganger

"What is this guy doing?" Mirai Trunks asked as he watched the blank diary disk. "If he can turn into a Super Saiyan then why doesn't he help these people?"

"Because he's a true Saiyan," Vegeta said almost gloating.

"How'd you come across this thing, Goku?" Mirai Trunks asked ignoring the comment.

"Well that's a bit of a long story." Goku turned to Mirai Trunks with a smile.

"Hardly," Vegeta leaned back in his chair, "The thing just hit him on the head coming out of nowhere."

"Spoil sport." Goku pouted.

"Got the sodas!" Gohan shouted from the kitchen.

"Did you find the cream soda?" Vegeta shouted back.

"Um…" Gohan rummaged around the fridge some more, "No, what about Root Beer?"

"Keep looking!"

"I almost want to keep listening." MIrai Trunks was referring to the diary, "But what I've heard so far is a bit upsetting."

"You get hooked after a while." Goku said, "Maybe the next one won't be so bad."

"There is no cream soda!" Gohan shouted back again.

"Fine!" Vegeta shouted back, "Get the damn DP!"

Mirai Trunks rolled his eyes at the other conversation taking place before turning to Goku, "Go ahead with the next one."

Goku turned the Diary on again and

Bardock appeared as a negative. The hologram then kicked at nothing setting himself to the right colors again. "Hate it when it does that. Entry forty-five," Bardock hummed in thought, "Until you find the change? It's been years since having heard that." He said before shaking his head to change the subject, "I Keep wondering if I can continue to hide my secret, I was fortunate that last time. Everyone has their suspicions but no solid evidence.

The planet was Yardratt.

We met with their leaders to invite them to join our "alliance". They felt almost honored as they've heard of our galactic reputation, that we would even consider them equals. I hated this, they'd get their hopes up only to be let down in the end.

I had sent their lead diplomat, Irone, a message through the field of thought, "Don't trust them!" and hope that he'd heed my warning instead of trusting King Kakarot's empty promises.

"Yes," said Irone, "But before we even consider your offer we would like to hear from one of your subjects." He pointed my way wanting to further understand what I meant.

King Kakarot smirked and motioned that I go with him.

King Kakarot without a doubt believed that I'd give us a good word. Despite his intellect I was fortunate that he still wasn't too bright.

The Yardrattian led the way to one of the many conference rooms within the Government building. He kept quiet the whole way until we were safe behind closed doors that he said, "We can speak freely now."

"I take it you received my message." I said easing up a bit.

"Honestly, I wasn't sure if whether or not it was you. Not until I heard your voice just now. It is odd that one in a group would ask not to trust them."

"I know you are not ignorant of the Saiyans or those that are part of our alliance. Your people are in great danger now that we set foot on your peaceful planet."

Kami that sounded lame.

"I am well aware however," Irone started, "what confuses me the most is that you, a Saiyan would give us such a warning, instead of following your King. Why?"

"I admit that it's odd," I gave the only answer I could at the moment, "but I often find myself disagreeing with a lot of King Kakarots' methods. Words cannot describe what I've seen done to civilizations in the past. King Kakarot is no more than a parasite. Once he's done with a planet he takes what he wants from it, then destroys everything that made it what it was."

Silence had fallen between us. Irone was trying to make sense of what he could of this puzzling situation, "You are different from the rest of the Saiyans. You said not to trust them, does this apply to you as well?"

"It might." I said truthfully, here I am going behind my King's back to warn these people. Doesn't honestly say trust now does it?

"What he does doesn't make sense" Mirai Trunks noted.

"Then how do I know that we can trust your words? How do we know that what you say is not a lie and just maybe we might be included in your alliance as equals?" He asked trying to make a point.

What would be mistaken as a reassuring hand set on a shoulder was the only way I could let him see what I saw. I let him into my mind and showed him what I saw…

Cities destroyed, people dying at first, none were spared—even the women and the children—later it changed to all of them being turned into slaves. The greatest warriors were dealt with if they chose not to join us. Peaceful planets much like this one conquered in a matter of days. Then the fate of Yardratt…

I released Irone from our link and took no pleasure from the shocked expression now plastered on his face. I caught him before he narrowly collapsed at what he saw. I helped him over to a stool. There he took a while to collect himself.

"I don't expect you to believe what you just saw," I told Irone, "but these are the things I've seen King Kakarot do over the years."

"How do I know this isn't some scam from you or them?"

"If you don't mind my pointing out the obvious, you don't."

"What I've just seen…" Irone was now trembling, "It is as I've heard. It was so real!"

"My apologies but I couldn't think of any other way."

But really, could any words have really described how bad of position we're in?

"Then what would you have us do?" Irone asked for any suggestions.

"Before any sign of King Kakarot's betrayal surfaces I suggest you secretly try and evacuate your people. Should any of them come up to request to leave, be sure to grant it."

Irone was still shaken but turn turned to me anyway. "…and what will you do?"

"Don't worry about that, just focus on your part. Also, it might be a bit difficult, but try and go about your day as though you've never heard what we've… discussed."

Discussed huh? I thought as I left him shaken up in the conference room still trying to make out what had happened.

As I'd seen, over the next two weeks on Yardratt the population went through an "unknown" rapid decline. Seems Irone took what I did seriously, good.

During this time our entire group was training to learn a new technique called "Shunkan Idou", which King Kakarot later dubbed, "Instant Transmission." And… once we had all mastered the technique we set off to take over.

Yardratt had no defenders and I could see some of the last minute escapees overhead. Some of their ships were being destroyed on lift off! I couldn't take seeing their lives flash before my eyes anymore as if they were my own! Somebody had to do something! Truthfully, I had hoped to avoid having to do 'this' again!

It was only after altering my appearance by transforming and removing my armor and warmers could I move around freely without being recognized.

One after the other I neutralized all of our crew—didn't kill them—preventing them from exterminating or enslaving the inhabitants. I felt a sense of relief wash over me as most of the Yardrattians got away. That was until I saw hundreds of lifetimes go in an instant. I growled in frustration… it was Kakarot.

I flew off and I found the King of all Saiyans in the middle of demolishing one of the last spaceports. It was strong. I could feel the fear of the people below as he demolished another corridor. I froze as I received more flashes and shook it off.

King Kakarot wore a smug look on his face gazing down on the frightened Yardrattians from the sky. He gathered more energy for another ki ball, it grew almost feeding off their apprehension. He threw it and that's when I intervened slapping the destructive sphere right back at him.

Truth is I wanted to laugh but only smirked as it splashed over Kakarot's confused face. Once he could see again I received that same scowl he always gave me when in this form.

"Doppelganger… What the hell are you a stalker?"

Doppelganger: among superstition if you ever saw your double then one of you had to die. A name I gave myself in our first confrontation—I couldn't take what he had done on one planet. It was the first time I became a defender in secret, and kept putting him in his place for a while. He hated knowing that he now had a rival somewhere.

"I need you to leave these people alone if you don't mind, Kakarot." I said giving them time to run.

"Actually I do mind, and it's KING Kakarot!" King Kakarot shot my way and I blocked his oncoming fist then his other. With a powerful punch from me he flung to the left. Then I flipped over dropping my ankle on his head sending him ground side. With catlike reflexes he landed on his feet and I phased in behind him. I kicked, he anticipating this and grabbed my leg. He swung me around then slammed me into the ground, and then I got elbow dropped in the gut. I managed to grab his hair and put him in a headlock. Then I used the I.T. to put us in an unpopulated area then kicked him away.

"What the Hell!" King Kakarot complained holding his gut. Another thing he hated about Doppelganger is that I always kept up with most of his newly learned skills.

King Kakarot powered up to his max, it didn't matter how strong he was. I just need to hold him off long enough for the rest or the Yardrattians to flee. He sent a wave of ki my way then I kicked having minor difficulty deflecting it into space. Once it cleared he got in a successful head-butt, forehead to forehead. I flew back against my will then stopped myself, I took to the sky as he tried a spinning heal.

"This time I will get rid of you once and for all!" He shouted like an irritated spoiled brat.

"Are you getting tired of losing?" I taunted.

Maybe it was a bad idea to use the I.T.. King Kakarot teleported behind me and pounding both entwined hands down on my head. I had difficulty slowing myself down landing on all fours, and suddenly getting kicked in my ribs flying off into a distant building. (Now I was beginning to think that beating him into a pulp one time after another was a mistake.) He didn't even allow me to fully get up, he kneed my chin the moment I raised my head. I shot out of the building piercing through eight more.

Even as I wiped the blood from my chin I made sure to keep my guard up. I quickly spun around blocking King Kakarot's next blow as he used the I.T. again. He was becoming more and more the cheap shot artist with it. I grabbed his arm and yanked pulling Kakarot in closer to knee him in the gut. Then I let go to elbow his back. He shot to the ground into his own nice little crater.

I only seem to be succeeding in pissing him off more. Too obvious, he inherited his mothers' temper.

King Kakarot pulled himself out of the ground and with both hands open to his sides gathered his ki. In a volley of rapid fire shots I was caught in the storm with no escape. He had become faster as well, and kept on with the relentless onslaught. Through the pain and impact of the each sphere that hit I tried to focus to use the I.T.

Succeeding in sending myself to the other side of the planet to rest for a moment, I felt it and had no rest. King Kakarot came in right behind me and I quickly stood punching his right cheek as he materialized. He delivered his own punch to my scarred right cheek. It went on like that testing each other's strength and stamina until both our fist impacted the other. The shockwave of the blow caused the structures around us to bend.

We kicked away off the soles of the others' boots.

He took this momentary break to lick the blood from the corner of his mouth. I only stared him down not letting up my guard.

"So sad Doppelganger, it doesn't seem like you're up to speed. I'll enjoy destroying you. How about this, I'll give you the option of: going the boring quick and painless, or the fun screaming until you have nothing left."

After spitting on the ground I commented, "You're sick." Stating the truth of what I thought.

King Kakarot charged in after me, I held my hands out trying to stop him holding him back by his forehead. He tried another spinning heal then and there. I back flipped away. But I couldn't believe his speed—on the third one he came after me and stomping my back riding me on the pavement like a surfboard. In hindsight I should've left my armor on.

I couldn't move and Kakarot plucked me out of the ground by the back of my neck. "So you're Saiyan," I heard him say from behind me, "The tail is a dead giveaway but what kind of self-respecting Saiyan would go fighting for trash."

"The lives of others…" I managed to say, "Isn't something to be thrown away or controlled."

I suppose the lives that I had seen influenced me at some point.

I heard him growl at my comment, "I'm the one who decides that."

He punched my back breaking my ribs."

Bardock's avatar closed his eyes and growled, "I for one hate talking about losing but that's what was happening, too many damn hits to the head."

"I see." Mirai Trunks said.

"You think he did this because he wanted to stop seeing other people lives flash right before his eyes?" Said Goku,

"That would make sense."

"Kakarot had beaten me to edge of my life." Bardock continued.

"Every hit delivered stung like hell. Then finally he threw me back to the ground. The worst thing a Saiyan can go through is not being finished off. King Kakarot landed before my feet and he held his hand out gathering the ki to finish me off.

For the same unexplained reason why I couldn't finish him off before, is the same reason that he couldn't finish me off.

Dissolving the ki he stood there for a long time and watched waiting for me to revert back to my original form. I remained a Super Saiyan even as I was falling in and out of consciousness. "Damn it!" He picked me up by my neck again, "Why won't you revert back? Who the hell are you?"

I could no longer sense any more Yardratians in any real danger. They made it off. Knowing this a smile crept across my face as I was in his grip. King Kakarot scoffed at the taunt and tossed me over the side of a building like garbage.

With whatever strength I had left I used the I.T. and sent myself back to where I had left most of my clothing. I remembered hitting the ground pretty hard when I did. Then I proceeded to dress with difficulty and reverted back. I rested in the ally and waited to be found.

No one would question what had happened to me since I neutralized everyone in the same way.

When I awoke it was in the all-too-familiar green fluid. Shortly after, I had reported to the bridge. King Kakarot was nowhere to be found, but then I was escorted to his chamber.

King Kakarot sat behind his desk. He merely shifted his eyes my way then waved off the escort. From what I saw he wasn't too happy.

"You look all right." He commented, "Had another run in with Doppelganger."

Had to play the part raising a quizzical eyebrow, "He followed you all the way out there?"

"Odd. When we found you we were sure you had run in with him."

"I did, he probably mistook me for you. I didn't know he went after you as well."

"Probably?" He questioned.

"I can't read your mind more than half time." Truth is he was the only mind I couldn't read at all, "Why would I be able to read him?"

"He went after the entire crew," King Kakarot said, "I put him in his place this time. What bothers me is that there is no doubt he is a Saiyan and I'm sure he's part of that pesky rebellion." King Kakarot pounded his fist on the desk.

I had quirked an eyebrow at that idea of being associated with the rebels.

"I knocked him unconscious at least, but not even I could remain a Super Saiyan when I'm completely out of it. Guess what I'm trying to say is I want to know the real identity of this guy. Any guesses Bardock?"

I closed my eyes pretending to search for a ki signature at least. Then after a moment opened them again and shook my head, "Seems he completely drops out of existence after your encounters. Not even a ki signature is left."

King Kakarot smirked and got up from his seat. "You know there are a few theories out there on whom it could be. Believe it or not you're one of the candidates."

"Oh really?" I couldn't hold back the smirk knowing the truth, "how'd they come by that? You know my power level."

"Two clues, he bears the same scar on his left cheek as you do and wears that same colored headband."

Okay maybe King Kakarot wasn't as dim I thought. Yet, I could tell he still hasn't figured it out.

"This is the only time I can call anything a coincidence." I said unsure how to reply.

King Kakarot opened a drawer rummaging around, "You know you really should think of changing your style a bit..." He pulled out a pendant of sorts, "Father."

It's always suspicious when he calls me that.

It was a gold medallion with the quarter moon revealed and the rest covered in darkness. He placed it around my neck with some suspicion as if I couldn't do it myself. At the time I didn't realize how fortunate I was to get away with my secret that time.

Anyway, ending entry forty-five."

"He's not all that bad," said Goku, "I just wish he'd help out everyone who needed it."