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AU - Saiyan Culture is mostly what I think it should be. If you have problems with it, either ignore it or leave. This goes for any changes to Cannon. If you want to correct me, PM me and I'll tell you if it is what I intended, or a genuine mistake.

OC - This is an OC story. If you have a problem with that, then leave, but I would like it if you gave this story a chance. However, do not contact me through Reviews, PMs or other methods to complain, I have given you a warning.

There will be a lot of timeskips in the beginning. I mostly just want to get to the good parts of the story where the characters are more grown up. At later times, I might put omakes or interludes of childhood interaction. I will always indicate if an omake is cannon or not.

POV - There will be a time, much later, where I will switch from First-Person POV to Third-Person POV.

Summary:

When you die, you expect to go to heaven, or hell, or whatever your religion/belief has for the afterlife. What you don't expect is to be reborn as an monkey-human hybrid alien. Well, at least, I'm not dead. Too bad that I'm not likely to live very long.

A/N: This is where things really start going. Hope you enjoy!

Chapter 10: Planet Kanassa Part 1

From then on, it seemed I was stuck with them. They pushed me hard and fast. For all that they were a team made up entirely of Third class members, they really knew a lot about fighting and other skills. They taught me between missions and whenever we took breaks in a mission. Often, if we finished a mission early, they took the time to stay on the planet for learning on different terrain.

Fasha increased my speed. She always started off with saying, "First thing about a fight is to not get hit. You get hit and get hurt, it's your own damn fault for giving them an opening." She was also the one to teach me about the pods, showing me how to manage them and make them more comfortable.

Tora trained my agility. He had fun laughing while chasing me with Ki blasts. It didn't help that I was banned from flying. Still, he taught me a lot about getting out of tight corners and broke my bad habit of letting things hit me. Though, I blew up a few times before I started getting the hang of it. He taught me more about scouter technology and rigging it so that if I wanted to be alone for a while, no one would be able to find me.

I didn't realize what Shugesh was teaching me until a few lessons in. He had me running everywhere all the time, carrying whatever crap he threw at me. He developed my endurance and strength to the point that I could keep up with them if I really pushed it. Of course, they were going at a casual pace while I went all out. Believe it or not, he actually knew a lot about patching up an injury. He also taught me to recognize when I was too injured and how to work around injuries.

Borgos ended up with the easier job of training my Oozaru form. He took me to an abandoned, resource poor planet and used the False Moon technique. Then he just started attacking my ape form until I woke up. He also just squeezed my tail until I was able to stand the pain. None of his training was fun. I didn't like how he was able to simply kill and not feel a thing about taking a life either, so although we got along, we were never really close.

Bardock taught me about fighting smarter, not harder. Strength may have mattered, but to just rely on strength was stupid. I grew faster in skill learning from him than I ever did at the academy. He was brilliant in the sciences too. He developed the False Moon technique by studying the Blutz Waves that the Moon gave off and replicating them. When I asked him to help me develop my attacks more, he made me practice until I could spam all my attacks. He showed me a lot about the sciences in general and Sayian biology especially. Bardock once told me "The elites and higher ups think it's impossible for the Third class to get as strong as them, so I studied ways to get stronger. Being born with a high power level doesn't mean shit if you aren't that strong now." Even if he was thought of as a weak Saiyan, he was also regarded as the smartest Saiyan on the planet, which gave him more weight than even most of the Second Class.

Of all of them, it figured that I grew closest to Bardock, so close that I was surprised at how much I cared about his opinion of me. Bardock might have been rough with me, but when I never stopped and always went out of my way to learn more from him, he eventually softened. Minutely. Just a bit. I liked to think that he liked me.

Bardock's wife, Gine, acted a lot like Goku did (or should I say would) as well. She was kind and had a backwards clumsiness that I couldn't help liking. If this was earth she probably would have been considered really cute. However, this was Vegeta and strength was what mattered here. She had a weak power level. After an eighth of a cycle of training, I was able to match her pretty fairly. Despite that though. I could tell they really loved each other, even if Bardock hid it most of the time. I soon looked to her as the mother I wish I had too.

Looking back, it frightened me how fast I grew attached to all of them. They would all die soon and I wouldn't be able to do anything about it. Why would they believe me if I told them? So I did the only thing I could do and trained. Any time I had free was spent training. I even cut down on as much sleep as I could before the team found out and made me stop. Or bargained with me anyways. They increased the training they put me through just so I would stop training all the time. Fasha said "It's all well and good that you want to get stronger kid, but if you kill yourself doing so, well, that's just stupid."

Being with them was the best time of my life. They were my family. (What happened to Tharn huh? Isn't he your family too? Just because you haven't seen him after graduation it's fine to forget about him? What a great older brother you are. No wonder he hates you.) It was when I managed to become three-fourths of Bardock's powerlevel (10,000), half a cycle through my time with them, that we were sent on the purge that signaled the beginning of the end. The mission to purge Planet Kanassa.

"Our next mission assignment is Planet Kanassa. It has an interesting rumor…" I tuned Bardock out, retreating into myself. I already knew this. I just wished I had more time to get stronger. I wished that I wouldn't have to lose my team - my family, because they still treated me like a little kid. They would never listen to me if I said that they were going to die.

"Kharn!" Bardock yelled, startling me out of a depressing spiral of thought. "Come on already, we have a job to do." And although I wanted to tell them what would happen. Although I wanted to keep them away from all of this. Although I wanted to scream and blast something out of anger at how I would lose them - because if they couldn't survive when they were so much stronger than me, what fucking difference would I make? - I followed. Because what else could I do?

We worked through the planet without too many problems. I had long since gotten used to the motions and while I will never take pride in what we do, I accepted that there was nothing I could have done to prevent their deaths. Instead, I just tried to give them a quick a death as I could, because if my team didn't complete the mission - they would be insulted at having an incomplete mission on their record. They pride themselves on always finishing by the time limit, no matter the difficulty. - another team would be sent out to do it instead.

The Kanassans fought bravely, despite the fact that they clearly stood no chance. Their warriors were strong, and some actually posed a challenge to me, if not the others. They were still stronger than me after all. I couldn't aim for ending the fight quickly with them. I knew that after this mission, I would be stronger than I was now. Perhaps, I would even increase to 8,000.

Whenever I was separated from my team, most of the civilian Kanassans willingly sought me out instead of the others. They saw in their visions that I was the one to give them the most painless deaths, and they knew they had no hope in fighting us when not even their strongest fighters could stand up to us. When they told me this, I even went out of my way to work alone just so I could make it easier for them. The latest group was the most memorable, and not only for the audacity of one of their members to question my actions.

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