Title: Sad, But True
Rating: R
A/N: Okay, this is the first songfic chapter in this fic, and it's the song "Crashing Around You" by Machinehead. I DON'T OWN IT!! This chapter is dedicated to Chibi Mirai Gogeta cause she really seems to like the evilness, and there's plenty of it in this chapter. Enjoy!
Summary: Kakarott is elated at the prospect of a year's training in a day, but he is becoming rather agitated with the way Son Goku is spending his time. Can Kakarott keep a lid on it, or will he blow his chances?
I am your nightmares, true scares
That dream when you can't stop from falling
Can't fight, can't run
Can stop the person you've become
The hyperbolic time chamber. Blank, featureless oblivion. The most beautiful creation that the dolt has come across yet. This place will truly test the limits of my body's abilities. Such a wonderful place…
This training has been unlike any other preparation that the fool has ever been through. It is brutal, harsh, and leaves no room for mistakes. It seems, however, that it only increases the simpleton's desire to reach the next level that he and I both know is there.
Unfortunately, he is bent on teaching his hybrid spawn to attain Super Saiyajin status, and this will hinder the progression of his training. Considering the fact that the boy has no aspiration to participate in the oncoming battle and no bloodlust to speak of, it will be quite an impossible task. It is bad enough to have two other Super Saiyajin around when it is a supposedly legendary level, and now he wants to teach another to attain the transformation. What a moron…
In any case, my counterpart DOES find time to train despite his situation. My body is progressing in spite of the baka's insistent attention to his son, and I know that I will be far stronger than Vegeta when Son Goku exits this chamber. That is a given fact.
I am your heartbreaks, mistakes
That place inside you hate
I am that shadow following every move, reminding you
That it's never good enough even though you'll try and try
I'm gonna call your bluff
My doubts about the dolt's offspring are severely tested within two weeks of the Super Saiyajin training. He is managing to make brief transitions to the form, and they are getting more intense every time he attempts it. If this keeps up for much longer, the boy will be making the full transformation in less than a month.
The hybrid's strength is impressive. He has the potential to exceed me in power. That cannot be allowed. Once I retake my body, I will have to make him one of my first victims. He must die as soon as possible.
I momentarily permit my thoughts to wander as the idiot and his son stop their training to eat. I wonder what the boy will think when the same face that he has watched before he drifted off to sleep takes on the look of the hunter. Will he have the strength to fight the same body that lulled him to sleep when he was an infant, or will he have the courage to fight his dear father to the death? It will be interesting to find out…
I can't wait to see the looks of surprise on all the fool's friend's faces when I reclaim what is mine. Seeing their savior tearing apart the very planet he fought so hard to protect might be a little more than they can process. However, I know that out of all of them, the arrogant prince would have no objections to a battle to the death with my counterpart.
Because I am the thing bringing the feelings when
Your world comes crashing around you
Smashes down around you
When will you see that you cannot hide from me?
That will be the day of my greatest glory. Once my body is truly mine again, this world will suffer more than it ever has before. All will be mine to hunt down and kill at my leisure. I will weave a blanket of pain and anguish and cover this planet in it. The humans will not be able to resist me, and Son Goku's friends will fall one by one at my hands.
What a wonderful time it will be. After I have my fun with this planet, I will move to overtake the entire universe. All races will bow at my feet or suffer the most horrendous deaths that my imagination can come up with. This universe was destined to be mine. Ruled by a supposed third-class Saiyajin. What sweet irony…
I will have to travel to New Namek to gather dragonballs for my purposes, however, since there are no more Earth dragonballs because of that accursed Namekian fusion. But it is only a slight inconvenience. Something that will not slow me down.
My thoughts come to a halt as the simpleton and the boy return to their training. Although the fool is taking it easy on the boy because he's his son, the sparring is rather more intense than it was before. Perhaps my counterpart will finally grasp the concept that he must make the training more severe to successfully teach the boy to reach Super Saiyajin.
When you feel darkness, hopeless
Can't cope with all the stress
I'll make you hate life, bring strife
Remember failure's hardened stare
And it's never gonna change, never gonna change
Always they'll be judging you, compared to who and who
After several rounds of kicks and punches, the hybrid becomes impatient with his father. His spawn knows that if the moron doesn't give it all he's got, he will never attain the coveted level of Super Saiyajin, and he expresses this to his father.
I can feel the fear of accidentally harming the boy rise up in the dolt's psyche, but it is accompanied by resolution as well. He knows the child is right. This is one of the reasons he entered the chamber in the first place, and if it is not accomplished, all of the time he's spent training the boy will be wasted. Thrown away for nothing…
Son Goku comes to his decision, powering up to Super Saiyajin and flying high into the air. He forms a Kamehameha that could destroy entire planets and fires it at his son, all the time hating it and praying that it won't kill him. For several fleeting moments, my counterpart does think that it will kill the hybrid, but seconds later, a golden glow suffused the boy in its radiant light, transforming him. Apparently the child has more Saiyajin in him than I gave him credit for.
About a minute into the transition, the boy falls to his knees. The form has taken its toll on his young body, and he is exhausted from the efforts. The dolt sympathizes with his son and carries him back to the homier portion of the chamber so that he can properly rest.
You trust in me, but I only live to see
Your world come crashing around you
Smash down around you
When will you see that you cannot hide from me?
The fact that the boy is now sleeping peacefully on the lavender bed gives the dolt some sort of comfort, and he steps back out into the white oblivion. Now is one of the few times that he can train himself for the oncoming fight. This time is vital, and he knows to use it well.
The simpleton immerses himself in punches, kicks, and ki blasts thrown at invisible opponents. The augmented gravity of this featureless plain is not doing much to slow my body down, but the temperature is beginning to drop sharply, signaling that the whiteness will be covered in ice very soon. It is those kinds of conditions that make the training challenging. That is one of the major factors increasing my strength.
More irony… My counterpart is unknowingly making the most deadly foe he will ever face stronger. He is sealing all of his loved one's fates by doing this. This world will come crashing down because of the fact that this moron wanted to save it all.
When I come for you
When I see through you
When I eat through you
When I destroy you
Once I overtake him, I will find a way to purge him from my mind. This is MY body, and the fool has no claim on it. He may have inhabited it almost all of my life so far, but I was the one born into it. It will be mine to do as I please.
Of course, I'll probably kill the idiot's mate before I cleanse myself of him. I'd rather like to hear his screams of anguish as I extinguish her flame of life, to feel the suffering punishment before I rid myself of him. The same way I have suffered as he used my body for things I would have never intended.
It's amazing how ignorant of me the simpleton is. He has absolutely no idea that another being is watching every move he makes and feeling every emotion that comes from him. Planning to destroy him and everything he holds dear…
As he continues to train, the arctic temperatures are starting to take hold. Ice is forming mounds, which will soon rise into mountains. More targets for the baka's training uses.
You'll think you're betrayed, astray
I'll leave you ripped and torn so bad you can't trust, can love
Can't understand why life's so fucked
I'm deep inside your mind in constant remind
The snow is falling in sheets around Son Goku, making movement more difficult and the gravity harder to handle. He powers up to Super Saiyajin, and it becomes much easier to move. He knows that he will have to. The temperatures drop so low in this hellhole that it could freeze even a Saiyajin to death, and he obviously needs to remain alive to train.
The more he trains, the more ki I feel rushing through my veins. The dolt is evidently doing something right. My power is increasing at an awesome rate. After this, no one, not even Vegeta or his son, will be able to hold a candle to my power. This will mean their downfall. Crushed by the very body that has fought so very hard to protect them.
I cannot wait to see their expressions when sweet, loveable Son Goku becomes Kakarott once more. This world will tremble at the very sound of my name before I'm done with it.
If you leave your thoughts to me, believe I'll make sure that I see
Your world come crashing around you
Smash down around you
When will you see why you cannot hide from me?
This universe won't know what hit it. Challenges from so-called 'heroes' will come from all directions, and they will all be slaughtered for their incompetence. This universe will become mine with ease. The fool is ensuring that.
I wonder if he knew I was here, would he train? He has to protect this planet from the threats that come to it, but would he do it if he knew that one day that same strength that saved the planet would be the one to bring it to its knees? Not an easy answer, and not something I am going to dwell on. All that matters is that he trains so that I will have sufficient strength when my body becomes mine again.
I will turn this blue planet into a crimson one…
I'll make your world come crashing around you
Smash down around you
I'll let you see why you cannot hide from me
Because I am you…