Title: Sad, But True
Rating: PG-13
Summary: After the fight with Vegeta, Kakarott realizes that violence boosts his control over his body. This could be the very key he's been searching for, but what will it lead to?
I awake to see that the idiot has been placed in a human hospital. They have bandaged him to a purely ridiculous degree. Movement is almost impossible in these accursed things. Most likely, they will hamper my body from healing, rather than assist it.
These human healing methods are inane. My Saiyajin healing system can take care of itself. I don't need this.
After quite an infuriating while in this place, the fool receives a sensu bean and my body regains its full potential. Much to my delight, I find that my mind has strengthened as well as my body. I am that much closer to reclaiming my body.
I have noticed that the more violent the simpleton gets, the more my control increases. I just have to keep Son Goku fighting. The more his Saiyajin instincts surface, the more of his mental chains that bind me break.
I remember that King Kai told the baka about Lord Frieza. It seems promising… His moronic friends have already begun their trip to Namek… The perfect reason to follow…
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This couldn't be ANY more than ideal. Son Goku is training my body at one hundred times the Earth's normal gravity. This is true training. This is what will bring me my conquest once I retake my body…
It's almost funny. The idiot is actually helping the most dangerous foe that he will ever face, and he doesn't even realize it. It IS funny… His most deadly opponent is in his own head…
His ignorance of my very existence will be his own downfall. I will simply bide my time until I can fully regain my body. There is no need to alert him that I am here until that glorious moment when I take control once more.
Then the universe will tremble at my feet. All will either serve me or die. No mercy will be shown.
Savage glee fills me just at the thought. The simple image of millions and millions of this universe's people trembling and dying at my feet is the most beautiful sight that I, or any other true Saiyajin, could ever imagine.
Destruction is wonderful when it comes from your own hands. It is a beautiful, intricate web of pain, rage, and violence. A web that I will one day weave and cover the universe in.
Then it will be this fool that is forced into a lonely corner of his mind, unable to lift a finger even if he put all of his will into it. Then it will be he who feels the complete and utter despair as he realizes that he can do NOTHING to stop me. Absolutely nothing.
That will be my finest moment. To hear his screams of agony and feel his impotent rage while I slowly kill all of the people that he has ever cared about before his very eyes. With the very body that he worked so hard to train.
Yes, that will be the true pleasure in it all. To know that I have taken my revenge on this pathetic fool. Paying back every good deed that he has ever performed with my body through the pure carnage of killing his loved ones.
I can almost taste the blood now…A/N: Sorry this chapter was a little short, but the next one will be MUCH longer.