Title: Sad, But True
Rating: R
Summary: The heart virus has taken its hold, and Kakarott is determined to survive it. Will he be ready for all that he will face after he recovers, though?
The heart virus. It was the damnable heart virus. I should have known… I should have realized… Then again, it struck far later than the boy said that it would. I assumed that my body had rid my system of the infection by itself. That's what I get for assuming…
Another spasm wracks my body as a fresh wave of pain resonates from my chest to every nerve ending in my being. Agony is the only thing I feel as the fool writhes and screams in pain.
His hellcat of a mate has been tending to him nonstop since the scarred coward brought him back to his home. It is odd. She is normally screeching at the simpleton every time he turns around, but she obviously does care about him. She will have to be one of my first kills…
For now, she has her uses. She is administering the aid that my body needs to survive this ordeal. The medicine she is giving my counterpart is slowly, very slowly, beginning to lessen the painful throbbing radiating from my chest.
My sense of time passing has completely left me. I have no idea how long I have been weathering through this torture. It feels like it has been weeks, but it could only have been hours. I do not know. All it has been is constant pain when the dolt is awake and frequent nightmares when he finds sleep.
I can feel the distant sensation of being picked up and moved, but the moron is being drawn into the realm of dreams. I have no choice but to follow…
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I am taken to his dreams as they happen. It is not something that is voluntary. If it were, I would completely avoid any kind of dream that this baka may have, but that is not my choice right now…
I watch as the vision unfolds. He is in some sort of cabin, resting and recovering, and two androids burst through the door to kill him. The fool becomes aware and stands to face this threat, but his son and the monk show up out of nowhere and try to take on the deadly pair by themselves.
Well, THIS is going to be amusing… Not a chance…The two are swiftly taken out and replaced by his mate.
Oh, you have GOT to be kidding me… Heheheh…She is dispatched even quicker than his spawn and his friend.
Not much different than reality…He tries to take a punch at one of them, but his hand merely passed through the android's body.
Interesting…It is then that the son of Vegeta appears in the doorway. He attacks and has his own sword turned on him.
Well, at least it's more entertaining than that damnable human TV device…The two then walk past the idiot and the dark haired one raises his hand to slaughter an exact duplicate of the simpleton.
What the hell?The vision ends with the machine plunging his hand into my counterpart's chest.
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My eyes open for the first time in days, and the fool sits up and stretches. The virus has been purged from my system. I can feel the renewed strength flowing through my being. It is time to test that out…
The simpleton exits the room he is in out the window and takes up the Kamehameha stance. He fires several of them off into the distance before his harpy of a mate notices and comes rushing out of the old pervert's house to greet him.
After a sickeningly sweet reunion, the idiot decides to use a last resort against the new threat that he knows will destroy them all if it is not used. The hyperbolic time chamber… A place of unending whiteness that manipulates the very laws of time itself. A place where only the strong survive…
The dolt suits up and informs his mate of his plan. He knows that she would normally forbid that Gohan be away from his studies for a year, but she surprisingly goes along with my counterpart's plan with no objection.
Amazing…* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
This waiting is really starting to wear on my nerves. The prince and his son from the future have been in the chamber for almost a day, but I have never been very big on patience. At the moment, neither is the fool. He can feel his Namekian friend loosing the battle he has launched himself into. He longs to leave and try to help the green bastard, but he knows he must stay here.
The ki of the creation Cell is much larger than the Namek's. Son Goku knows that he has no chance, but he hopes desperately that his friend will retreat from the fight even though he knows not to expect that from the Namek.
The idiot's fears are finally realized as his friend's ki drops sharply to nothing. The boy looses it and tries to leave, but the dolt restrains him from doing so, telling him that trying to help his mentor would end up in his own death. This doesn't work for long, however, and the fool must resort to physically striking the boy to keep him here.
My counterpart stares off into the distance, attempting to sort out the rage boiling in him. This could be the key to my freedom. His anger has only gotten worse over the years since he first made the transition to Super Saiyajin. I won't have to wait much longer if this keeps up…
But I swear if those two don't get the hell out of that damn chamber, I'll have the fool go in there and drag them both out by their hair…
With him in this state, I probably could…