Reda: Here we are...

Vee: Born to be kings...

Reda: again. Vee! Don't interrupt!

Vee: What? I didn't do nothing.

Reda: (rolls her eyes) I'm going to pull connection now.

Vee: You do that.

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Chapter Eight: Terror - Psyfoam's Worst Weapon

Okay! "Telling" this story isn't exactly easy, you know. It's hard having to go through this every time someone chooses this story. Meet the boring, narrator. Anyway, I bet you hate Psyfoam now. Well, at least you should, if I'm doing my job right. Psyfoam is one of the hardest enemies the Z warriors face, and I'm not going to tell you that some of them don't survive... Damn! I just said it! Well, that's enough of that. You're just going to have to deal with it now. Well, maybe I'm lying, you don't know. Of course, I wouldn't lie about Psyfoam, who is the most evil being in space. He's going to be really tough on Goku, guys. Let's see if Goku manages. I really hope he doesn't bow down to Psyfoam. That would be kind of hard for a Saiyan though...

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"Bardock, sir, how are you?"

"I've told you for the last time, Kerchak. I'm fine!" A painful scream cut through the prison, and all three of them knew it came from a Saiyan. Bardock shook his fist at the air vent, aiming for Psyfoam. "You won't get away with this, Psyfoam! My son won't bow down to your wishes! He has more pride in him than that!"

Dresco spoke up, "Sir, Psyfoam does have his ways of dealing with pure-of-heart people."

"What are you saying?" Bardock asked.

"I don't know. It's just...We may hear other, younger screams soon."

Bardock came to realization with the fact on what his friend was saying. "Yes, we may, but Kakarot will keep his family safe. At least, I hope so."

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"I'm sure he's okay, Chi-Chi. Goku can take care of himself. He's one of the greatest fighters alive. I'm sure he'll be coming through that door any minute." Videl told Chi-Chi as they washed dishes.

As soon as she said that, the door came open, but it wasn't Goku that came through it. Videl knew exactly who was opening the door. "Pan, don't you dare run off! There is no need for you to follow after them!"

"But what about Grandpa?" Pan asked through the house.

Videl answered, "Grandpa Goku will be coming back. I can assure you of that."

Gohan's voice carried through the house next, "Videl, he's disappeared. I can't even feel his energy signal anymore."

Videl looked at Chi-Chi. She didn't look so good. "Gohan, what do you mean?" She asked as her husband walked into the kitchen with their girl walking right in front.

Gohan's face was not very happy or hopeful. His expression was distraught. His eyes were full of worry and fear. However, even through all that, Gohan still kept his cheerful attitude up, or at least tried to.

"Dad obviously lost that battle with the two strangers, but I'm sure he's okay; wherever he is." Gohan answered, noticing his mother's faint face.

Krillin walked in next; Goten just hung back. "Goku's fine, guys. Don't worry about him too much. Those kids may have been tough, but they were not evil, even Goku knew that. I'm almost positive that those two were doing something against their will. I could see it in their eyes."

"Krillin, will you stop defending them!" Gohan shot back. "They may not be evil, but they took my dad to someone who was!"

Krillin backed away as Gohan's angry figure towered above him. The short man held up two hands in defense. "Hey, you don't know that. They may be taking him to a place where he can train so that he'll be able to face the real bad guy."

Goten sounded confused when his voice came in from the darkened hallway. "But, Krillin, didn't you just say that they were doing something against their will?"

"Uh..." Krillin's voice went off. "Yeah, I did say that, didn't I?"
He put his hand behind his head, picking up his best friend's habit.

An elderly voice stopped Gohan before he could get real fired up. "You're both right."

Gohan turned around and saw an old witch sitting on a hovering crystal ball. "Baba!" Everyone in the room yelled at once.

"Krillin, you're right. Those two kids are doing something against their will, and they have no choice because of who their master is. Gohan, you're right because Goku had been taken to the most evil guy alive, and I'm afraid in his present state he's in deep trouble."

Chi-Chi was on her in less than a second. "Then let's see what's going on in your crystal ball!" Videl, who was closest, had to keep her from knocking Baba to the ground in her crazed frenzy.

Baba answered her with, "You crazy woman! Give me a second to get situated first!" Chi-Chi calmed down, but not much, as Baba hovered down to the ground and got in a position to work her crystal ball. "There we go," Baba stated after she worked her magic and a picture of Goku and Psyfoam came on the screen.

"Goku!" Chi-Chi and Krillin yelled out when they saw him in a beat-up condition with Psyfoam's two tails wrapped around his neck.

Gohan was about to go Super Saiyan in rage. Goten was nowhere to be found.

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"Goku, how many times do I have to tell you? I am your master, and you will call me that!" Psyfoam yelled as he threw Goku into one of the walls.

"No...I..." Goku couldn't finish because Psyfoam came out of nowhere and thrust his fist into Goku's stomach, causing the Saiyan to cough up blood.

The blood spurt went all over Psyfoam's suit, which made the evil being even angrier than before. His hand still in Goku's stomach, Psyfoam twisted his fingers around so that he had a hold on the Saiyan warrior. Then, with Goku wrenching in agony, Psyfoam pulled the Saiyan out of the wall and brought him up to his face.

"What's my name?"

Goku coughed out his answer. "Psyfoam"

Psyfoam grinned an evil grin. "Wrong," he stated as he threw Goku to the ground, making a hole in the steel floor.

Psyfoam laughed at Goku's agonizing screams. "When will you learn? You call me master and this needless pain will end."

Goku could barely keep his eyes open. Psyfoam stayed up where he was, thinking of his next move. If Goku didn't bow down to him soon, Psyfoam'd be forced to push him outside. Yes, the feeling of Empty Space should change that hero's mind. No one could bear that kind of pain and terror. Of course, Goku was a special case. He might have to use Goten to convince Goku. Yeah, that'd be the best way. Still, he'd have to throw Goku into Empty Space first so that he'd know exactly what his son was suffering. Psyfoam, you are a genius.

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Goku's vision was going bad. He couldn't tell that Psyfoam was the evil figure coming down from the air until he spoke. "Goku, I'll give you a few more chances before I take it to the extreme."

Goku moved his eyeballs to the side to see a black boot and then a cape falling down across it. He could smell Psyfoam's evil stench. It wasn't pleasant, but then it was almost as if there was no smell. Psyfoam seemed to exist in the same way. He was there, standing right beside Goku's fallen figure, but then Psyfoam's presence wasn't there. It was so hard to explain; so hard.

Goku didn't answer Psyfoam's unspoken question, so Psyfoam reacted. Goku felt and saw the black boot kick into his side. He felt himself roll across the ground. He must have knocked into every crack or upraised tile there. Goku couldn't help but scream out from the pain he felt. He wanted to grip his aching side, but he couldn't move his arms. His eyes were closed now, but he still knew that his face was resting up against the cold steel floor.

"Awe, poor Goku. Does it really hurt that bad?" Psyfoam's voice faked a sorry-full expression, and then he thrust his foot on Goku's back and laughed when the Saiyan coughed up blood in painful spasms.

Just when Goku thought it was over, Psyfoam's boot removed itself from his back. His body still ached, his shuteyes and trembling body proved that. He coughed up blood and spit one more time before Psyfoam's tail wrapped around his neck. Goku was really having bad memories of Frieza, and his helplessness just made it worse.

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Psyfoam was loving this. He used to spend his days, while Vee and Reda trained, watching Goku's life. He knew that Saiyan was special the very moment he laid eyes on him. Psyfoam had spent days and nights watching Goku, waiting for the time when he could challenge him. He had watched Goku turn Super Saiyan, which everyone thought was the first in 10,000 year. Yes, what they didn't know was that Vee and Reda had already progressed to the level beyond the level beyond the Super Saiyan by that time. Of course, Vee and Reda had their training from him early. Now, it was Goku's turn; it was his turn to live the power of his training. But first he had to get his student to admit it.

Psyfoam grinned as he wound one of his many black tails around Goku's neck. He knew how much the Saiyan hero hated that. He knew how much it would remind Goku of his fight with Frieza. He knew how much Goku hated having something wrapped around his neck. It gave him too many bad memories. Well, Psyfoam would be sure to do this more than once. His job was to get Goku to experience all the bad memories he could before he went in Empty Space. In Empty Space, Goku would relive all those bad memories, and that's exactly what Psyfoam wanted him to experience.

As Psyfoam brought Goku's head up to face him he studied the Saiyan hero. Goku's eyes were shut in pain and agony. His arms hung limp by his side. His feet dragged on the polished, dark floor. His black hair was matted against his cheeks and forehead because of the sweat he was emitting from his body. Psyfoam smiled. Perfect. When Goku spat out blood and spit, nearly hitting the dark warrior, Psyfoam grinned broader. Everything was going according to plan.

"You know, Goku, I really don't want to hurt you like this. I just want you to accept that you're my student so that you don't have to go through anything extra. The faster you admit it, Goku, the faster I can quit. This is your last chance. Admit to me that I am your master!"

Psyfoam squeezed harder on his tail just to give emphasis to his words, but he had to loosen it to allow Goku breath to speak. "Never, Psyfoam, (cough) never."

Psyfoam humphed. "Fine, Goku, you leave me no choice."

With that Psyfoam swung his tail behind him and threw Goku toward the door. He glared at Reda, who obeyed him, using her ultra-fast speed to race to the door and open it before Goku could ram into it. As it went, Reda made it in time, and all became silent as Goku's body went flying into Empty Space. Psyfoam lost sight of the Saiyan in the total darkness, but he could hear the thud as the Saiyan's injured body landed in that desolate area. Psyfoam snapped his fingers, ordering Reda to close the door for even he was afraid of the very place in which he lived. As Psyfoam turned to go to the cells, which held Goten, he listened for Goku's screams. Psyfoam listened hard, surprised that they hadn't started right away. Then they came; screams of terror, pain, and an ever-longing sense to be left alone. Finally, he could pass that horrible feeling onto someone else pure-of-heart.

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Goku opened his eyes in a different area. He was in a strange, dark place, and Psyfoam's presence was nowhere to be found. He stood up, realizing for the first time that his wounds had been mysteriously healed. Things were really getting odd now.

Goku looked into the distance. Yep, that had to be where Psyfoam was located. It was the only reasonable place. Damn! That place was huge! Even from way out here Goku couldn't see an end to the black tower; it just kept going on and on. Those other towers on the castle, what were they for? As far as he knew there were two parts. One that held the prisons in Psyfoam's dungeon, and then the evil being's very lair itself.

Suddenly, Goku saw a glimpse of something in this dark area. He turned his upper body to face a figure giving off a purplish/blue glow. When Goku realized who it was he moved his feet so that he was facing this familiar creature. He watched as the creature transformed from an ugly thing with armor to two different strange things and then into the one he feared the most. Goku felt a chill run down his spine as the familiar enemy with a tail turned its red eyes to face him. Frieza. The name itself struck fear into his very being.

"Why so blue? Is it because you're powerless to help your friend, or is it because you're just plain ugly?"

Goku turned to his left at that familiar voice. There he was; another guy, who should be dead, but wasn't. His long, spiky black hair waved in a wind that didn't exist, his smile and cruel laughing eyes made Goku's eyes widen in disbelief and terror. Raditz; his big brother. How was he here?

A very vague but familiar laugh made its way to Goku's ears. "You'll never be a true Saiyan, Kakarot."

Still with his feet facing Frieza, Goku turned to his right. There stood a Saiyan dressed in the traditional Saiyan armor. Vegeta. Only, this Vegeta was younger and way more confident than the Vegeta he knew. This was Vegeta as he first met him, before his encounter with the evil tyrant Frieza.

"Buu want candy. Buu need it." No, not...

Goku swerved around, turning his back on Frieza to face a much greater evil: Majin Buu. Only, he was in his Kid Buu form. Goku felt the fear coursing through his veins. He knew it was there, and far, far greater than it had been when he fought these guys before. What were they doing here? They were all dead, or, in Vegeta's case, older. And why was he so scared when he had been so willing to fight them before? Where was all this fear coming from? He couldn't even concentrate his senses and transform!

Goku felt his knees buckle underneath him as he fell to the ground in pure terror. This wasn't right. Why was he so frightened? He was on his hands and knees, heart beating, sweat pouring from his skin, whimpering like a scared dog, and all because he was frightened in pure terror! His eyes were closed in fear, but he could still feel the presence of all four of them. Soon, he could feel Frieza's breath on his back. It looked like that evil creature was going to go first. Goku bent his elbows and leaned his head down so that he was using the palm of his hands to protect his head. He had never been so full of fear in his entire life.

All of a sudden, Goku noticed that his wounds had resurfaced and he fell to the ground in pure exhaustion. How could things get any worse? Now he was at the mercy of his worst nightmares.

Frieza came up to him. He knew it was Frieza. Who else would demand to go first in his torture? Goku winced in sheer terror. Then it happened. Frieza's big, blue, alienated tail wrapped around his neck. The king of his nightmares, and he was reliving it! Oh... why this? Why now?

"It's been a long time, stupid Saiyan monkey."

Frieza's voice cut through the air as Goku hung there, totally helpless in Frieza's grasp. His breath was in his face again, making Goku hate this even more. Frieza laughed, enjoying Goku's terror. Goku knew that this was no nightmare; this was very real. He was in a critical state, and Frieza's tail was around his neck. Then, there was Raditz, Vegeta, and Majin Buu. Goku let it out. He couldn't hold his scream back any longer. He let his scream of pain and terror be let loose as tears of pure terror - terror which the Saiyan had never felt in his life - ran down his face. Goku was going through the worst moments of his life ALL OVER AGAIN.

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Reda: Oh my gosh...Vee, that's what Empty Space is like?

Vee: How the heck would I know? You're the one who wrote it!
Goku: (walks in) Hi guys!

Reda: Ahh! Goku! What the heck are you doing here?

Goku: Um...looking for you guys I guess.

Reda: Why?

Goku: (shrugs and notices the computer) Hey, whatcha doing?

Reda: Nothing...(she tries to hide the words on the screen, but it was too late)

Goku: Oh...I see...

Vee: (sneaks out)

Reda: Uh...Goku...um...

Goku: You know, that's probably as close as you can come to it in words. It's much, much worse when it happens to you, you know.

Reda: (gulps) Yeah, I guess...(what---Now Goku's going to help me write this?)

Goku: Hey, what's this thing?

Reda: No wait! Don't pull...