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Vicente had now been living with the Rodríguezes for seven years. He was about seventeen and Rojelio was eighteen. Rojelio had never told his parents about the incident in the barn or of any similar incidents occurring since. Either from fear of the other boy or concern about what would happen to him if anyone else knew about his odd behavior, or both, Rojelio kept quiet.

On this particular day, Vicente, who's hair had not grown since Rojelio had cut it seven years ago (lucky thing he did a good job) and Rojelio were walking home from school. (since Vicente had started helping out around the farm, there had been enough spare time for both boys to seek an education and for Arturo to grow enough extra crops to make a profit.) Rojelio was anxious to reach the farm because, oodly enough, Vicente's flashbacks, which, Rojelio believed, reflected a violent past, only occurred when the two were alone.

When they were almost home, Vicente stopped. He felt something strange within him, as if there was something evil near by and, for some unknown reason, he could sense it.

"What is it?" asked Rojelio nervously.

"Nada." Vicente replied. Nothing. But he was wrong, as the boys soon found.

Inside of the house was a large, built, bald man in a strange out fit. He was holding Arturo and Elvia up against the wall.

"Where is he?!" he demanded, surprisingly, in the language in Vicente's head, which, of course, the Rodríguezes did not understand.

"Where is who?" questioned Vicente, in the man's language. The man dropped Elvia and Arturo, who hurried to stand by Rojelio, and turned around.

"Prince Vegeta! There you are!" he studied him. "What the hell did you do to your hair?"

"Vegeta!" Vicenta/Vegeta said, snapping his thumb and forefinger. "That's my name! Wow. I never would have thought of that!" The, for the Rodríguezes' sake, he repeated this in Spanish. Then, in the man's language, he said "Who are you and what do you want with me?"

"Your Highness! Do you not remember me? I am Nappa."

"Nappa? Isn't that some kind of vegetable? Yeah. I think we grow that stuff here." He asked Arturo in Spanish. The answer was positive.

Nappa stood, sweatdropped. He closed his eyes. "So you've lost your memory. Lord Frieza thought as much. Well, I guess I'd better remind you of your past."

Nappa filled Vegeta in on his dark history in great, explicit detail. All of the destruction, all of the death that Prince Vegeta had cause with his own two hands.

Listening to this, Vegeta began to tremble. He grew pale and sweaty. His eyes filled with tears and his head began to spin. He remembered it now. He remembered doing all of those awful things. He remembered enjoying it. He remembered being that way, and he did not want to be that way again.

"And so,'' Nappa concluded, opening his eyes. "Lord Frieza sent me to Earth to find you and Kakarot. We have already pinpointed Kakarot's location, but we thought it would be better to find you first. Now, what do you say? Will you join us in our conquest of Earth?"

Vegeta's eyes narrowed. "No."

"No?"

"That's what I said. isn't it?"

"Prince Vegeta, you do, of course, realize that if you refuse to help us you will have to be eliminated." Nappa began forming a ball of energy in his hand. "Last chance to change your mind..."

Vegeta was rushed with memories of fighting techniques he had learned in his former way of life. He knew that, because he had not fought in this way for seven years, none of his attacks would be powerful enough to defeat Nappa. His only chance was to take a cheap shot.

Doosh! Nappa doubled over in pain and fell to the floor. Acting on instinct. Vegeta grabbed Nappa's head and broke his neck, killing him. Then he turned to his family who was staring at him in shock and fear.

"Vi...Vicente?" said Arturo questioningly.

Vegeta look solemn as he told them all that Nappa had told him, including the truth of his own violent nature.

"I feel remorse, now, for all I have done. And though I cannot undo any of the harm that I have inflicted on so many planets, I will try my hardest to prevent similar events from occurring on this one. I am sorry for any...inconvenience I have caused you."

"What are you going to do?" asked Rojelio.

"Pues," well "First I will find this Kakarot and make sure he is on the right side of things. Our side. Earth's side."

"¿Entonces qué?" Then what.

"Entonces... no se." I don't know.