The Way I Am Chapter 1
"Raditz…Why are you fighting Kakarot?" Why was I seeing my two sons fighting eachother? What has this got to do with anything? I didn't understand what was happening. Raditz knew Kakarot was his brother but he didn't know Kakarot was going to be the one to defeat Freiza. Freiza, the tyrant who destroyed me, my friends, my people and my home. I almost saw the ability forced upon me by that Kanasa survivor as a blessing. Not all of the time though. This was one of those times I didn't wish to see. But, I felt relieved, in a strange way. Both Kakarot and Raditz are alive. I admit, my relationship with my first son was not particularly good, even by Saiyan standards. I would walk through town with Raditz in tow when he was younger and people didn't even realise he was with me. I was so cold towards him but he never gave me a reason act otherwise.
"Kakarot, you must live…" I continued having the visions of Raditz fighting Kakarot and still couldn't understand why. Maybe it really is my fault. The way I always looked down on him, the way I treat him as a child, there was never any respect between us. I would rarely call him `son'; I'm sure if I had given him the choice he wouldn't have called me `father'.
"…It's over…They're both dead…" Some green guy had blasted both of them through the chest. I couldn't believe it. Why did Raditz do it? The premonitions I had of Kakarot fighting Frieza; were they real? How could this have happened?
"Bardock…Fancy seeing you here…"
"Raditz?" I really couldn't think of anything to say at the time.
"Not too pleased to see me? No change there then…"
"Why did you kill Kakarot?"
"I didn't."
"Why did you try to kill him then!?"
"Simple. You sent him to Earth to destroy the inhabitants, he failed. I was merely trying to finish his poor work."
"You…"
"There was a buyer for that planet, it wouldn't have made any difference who was there."
"It DOES make a difference! You have no idea what you have just done!"
"So, tell me."
"Kakarot was going to defeat Frieza…"
"Ha, ha, ha, ha! Him!? Don't be so pathetic…He let me go twice and that was after I'd kidnapped his son! He couldn't have defeated me alone."
"And you're proud of that?" Raditz looked confused.
"What do you mean?"
"You kidnapped his son, tried to make him kill 100 people and killed him? You're pleased that you did that?"
"What are you getting at now?"
"Never mind…You wouldn't understand."
"What?" I turned away from him to leave.
"One more thing Raditz…"
"Hm?"
"Enjoy hell."
Many years had past, I hadn't talked to Raditz since the time he was first sent here, somehow Kakarot, or Goku as he was now called, had defeated Frieza and many more enemies like him; the likes of Cell and Buu were here in hell. I still had visions of my son he was not like all Saiyans. Kakarot had a good heart. There wasn't a trace of hate in him. In my premonitions, I often saw him with his family; Kararot, his sons and even his grand-daughter. Did I feel proud? Yes, I did. Although I had never met Kakarot in person properly, I felt closer to him that I had ever felt to Raditz. I often wondered if Kakarot had felt my presence when he was fighting; all the times I watched him and prayed for his victory, not only as a fellow Saiyan but as a father too. Did he know I was watching?
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