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I clenched my fists at his accusation, whereas the boy was totally calm.

"Believe what you want to."

King Cold tried to slice the Saiyan the same way Frieza got sliced, but his efforts were thwarted by his own ignorance. "So much for your theory. You should know that a sword doesn't make the man." the Saiyan sneered, holding the blade in his hand. He got close to the father of Frieza and fired a blast that went through his chest. King Cold fell backwards on the ground, still trying to appeal to the Saiyan's interests in hopes of sparing him.

Ignoring his words, the boy turned to me and wondered about my snickering.

"Wow, man. You are a freak!"

"What do you mean?" he asked.

"Oh, come on! 'So, you wanna see my sword?' That's the sickest one liner I've heard yet!" I laughed.

"Heh, gimme a second to deal with this first, 'kay?" he chuckled, then interrupted King Cold's desperate cries for help by blasting him and destroying his spaceship. He reverted out of his Super Saiyan form and looked at me. "So how does that sound wrong? I just showed him my sword." he sheathed his blade.

I coughed and tried to refrain from laughing as he remained clueless. "Well, you see, when you say 'sword', that can also mean... Never mind. So why'd you wanna kill Frieza? What'd he do to you?"

"It's kinda complicated and I'll explain everything when Goku shows up, but I really can't say much. Not even to you right now." he looked down.

"Hey, don't sweat it. I'm sure you've got a good reason behind that and I respect that. After all, you did kill Frieza, and his dad so that was like a bonus." I smiled. The Saiyan gawked at me

in disbelief. "Are you serious? You're not gonna swarm me with questions? Don't you wanna know anything right now?"

"Well, sure I do, especially since you're another Saiyan. But I'd rather wait until my brother gets back. Wouldn't it be stupid to go over things twice?"

"Wow. I'm still in shock that Father didn't choose you over my mother.."


Suddenly, I woke up in confusion. What did he mean by that, who's his dad? Do I know him or something? Who's his mom for that matter? "Ah, dammit. This is way too much to wonder about, this early in the morning," I yawned to myself. Checking to see if my Super Saiyan form held up through the night, I was amazed that it did! "Way too confusing..."

"Christen, are you up? Breakfast is ready!" Vegeta called from the living room. Stretching, I went out there and Gohan said, "Aunt Christen, how are you still a Super Saiyan? Is that good for you?"

"Heh, I wish I knew, Gohan. It's been a bewildering night and morning for me." Chi Chi had made bacon and scrambled eggs and smiled, "Don't worry about it, Christen. At least not on an empty stomach. I'm sure you'll figure it out sooner or later." I sure hope so, but I really want to know who that guy really is. I find it odd that he's even on my mind right now, I pondered as Chi Chi gave me a plate with breakfast on it.

If that Saiyan really does exist and is an actual Saiyan who knows me and Kakarot, then how come I've never seen him before? He even looks like he's around my age!

Vegeta and Gohan both ate as if they were starving, due to their Saiyan appetite. "Come on, Chris! We Elites need to train ourselves and the boy so we'll be ready to take on Frieza!" I picked up the pace a little bit on my eating, and helped Kakarot's wife with the dishes again while the boys were warming up.

"What's wrong, Christen? Something still on your mind? You seem awfully distracted and quiet."

"Well, it's sorta complicated to explain but here goes...You see, Bardock, mine and Kakarot's father, he supposedly had this curse where he would have visions of the future. He got it from one of the natives on this planet he was to conquer, and the person said I would share the curse when I was old enough, I guess. Kakarot's lucky, he doesn't share it as far as I know, so he probably is okay. But, I think last night may have been the first vision I had, meaning there might be more to come. But I don't know for sure, there's a chance it could all be in my head, but I'm slowly beginning to doubt it. There's no way I could just dream of all the things that happened like I did...

You see, there was this boy, who killed Frieza with no problem at all and he was able to go Super Saiyan, too! He said he couldn't tell me much about him though, but he knew Kakarot and I somehow. Yet, I've never seen him before in my life, but part of me feels like I already know him from somewhere. After Frieza and his father were killed by him, the boy said something about being surprised that his father didn't choose me instead of his mother, but I don't know his parents! I'm so confused about this, but I don't wanna tell Vegeta any of it." I explained, cleaning the dishes from last night's dinner.

"You're afraid Vegeta will be jealous of that boy who helped you, or he might think you're a bit crazy. After that episode last night with you turning into a delinquent, I mean, Super Saiyan, it wouldn't be that big of a stretch." she assumed as she rinsed off some plates for me to dry off.

"Yeah, you do have a point there. So, what should I do?" I asked.

"Wait it out. You'll meet him sooner or later if he's an actual person, right? By then, you'll figure it out and Goku will be there to help you out," she told me, "For now I wouldn't worry. If it's not real, it'll pass. You have plenty of time, but don't dwell on it, or you'll forget about what's happening now."

I nodded, relieved that someone could understand my dilemma to a degree of helping me out. She then suggested I go out and train with the boys, who were anxious to spar with me. Grins formed on their faces once I stepped out and shut the door behind me. "What? What's going on, guys?"

Gohan jumped in the air and hit me a few times. The shock of a sudden attack made me jump back a few feet. "Go on, Christen, kill the boy. He doesn't know the burden you carry with this curse." the same voice from the vision said, but there was no one else there. Suddenly, I hit Gohan in the stomach unusually harder than I normally would during a training session.

"Oh my God, are you okay, Gohan?" I gasped.

"Yeah, I'm fine, Aunt Christen. No pain, no gain, like Vegeta says." he winced, standing up.

"Damn! If you had hit his chest, at least two of his ribs would've cracked."

"N-No! I can't, I won't!" I yelled, as Vegeta became as confused as Gohan. "Uh...You okay, Chris?"

"Kill him. You know he'll betray you later on. Kill them both and get it over with."

"Damn it! You can't make me kill them!" I screamed. I flew off towards the wasteland as fast as I could, trying to drive this homicidal voice out of my head. Unfortunately, Vegeta and Gohan took off and followed me in hot pursuit.

"Frieza's death alone is nowhere near enough, I need more bloodshed! And you're the only one who can carry it out." the voice spoke. The thrill of murder? And I have to carry it out?! If I'm not careful, I may end up killing Gohan or Vegeta!


Yes, I know it's going at a slow pace, but I can only hope that the next few chapters are worth the wait. Please R&R, I don't want to feel like I'm posting this for nothing lol (wow I sound desperate) But I wanna know how it is to the readers.