I wish I owned DBZ, but I don't. I own DVD's and tapes, but it just isn't the same. I also don't own the right to Starcraft or any of the music pieces you see selected, just copies of merchandise, such a shame. The artists that created them are geniuses and we all must bow to them.

Chapter 4: Kerrigan's Vision

When I opened my eyes, I was walking. I didn't know how I was walking, but I was. I tried to hold a hand up to my head, but nothing did, my hand stayed where it was. I tried to look around, but my head stayed where it was. I tried moving my eyes to look around and that didn't do anything either, they stayed fixated, and they also seemed to tint more blue than anything. What the hell is going on?

After a minute or two of trying, I simply accepted the fact that I wasn't in control, and watched as my body seemed to move on autopilot. I was in some kind of cavern, maybe a building, but it looked too creepy to be one. Not to mention there was skin and tissues all over the place. Then I felt as if I had extra layers of skin on me, and my hand went by close enough to see there were green and yellow Zerg tissues on them. Oh no, I'm infested!

That's when I realized I was really in a Zerg building; the slimy and smelly walls gave it away. There were a few Zerglings running ahead of me, and a larger Hydralisk somewhere behind me. How the hell I knew that was bone-chilling. Where the hell am I?

"This is a vision of the future!" a voice in my head said, quite clearly too. I recognized the voice, but barely since it sounded doubled up and had a nice little echo to go with it.

"Who is that?"

"Young one, don't you remember my voice? I'm Kerrigan, remember?"

"What the hell did you do to me? Where am I and why don't I have control of my body?" I could see, taste, feel, hear, smell and sense energy, but I still couldn't control my actions. I could also tell that I was currently a lot stronger than my regular mystic form, a hell of a lot.

"I told you, this is a vision, all you have to do is watch," her female voice said.

"Let me outta here!"

"You can't stop this, just like you can't stop what has already been set in motion. But you can change it!"

"What do you mean, like changing the future? Go back in time or something?"

"No silly, when the future comes and the moment of choice arrives, you must take the correct path. A simple fork in the road so to say!"

"What choice do I have to make?"

"Who lives and who dies, well not exactly, but that is the result of it. It's more like a choice of what to do at a given time," she said. For someone who was supposed to be Zerg she sure did sound human, and also confusing.

"That's a pretty simple answer, all of the Zerg die and all of Earth lives. Choice made, now let me out!"

"Not that simple young one, in fact it will be the toughest choice you make because you may have to face yourself in order to make that choice. I just hope I'm betting on the right odds," she said as my body turned a corner filled with slimy grounds.

"So why am I seeing this then?"

"To help you make the choice, the correct choice!" she urged again. I decided to change the subject, she wasn't getting me anywhere with that.

"So why are you helping me, how do I know this isn't some sort of trick?"

"Because the vision you see may be real far sooner than you realize, and I have my own agenda!"

"I thought you were Zerg, servant of the Overmind?"

"I am, and it controls me fully, but sometimes it doesn't pay attention to all of its underlings. My human and demon blood take advantage of that. That's why you have seen me a few times in my human form, but enough of that. I have to get going before he catches on to this. Watch young one, watch and see what your future will hold. When the time comes you will have to make the right choice, rather you agree or not. Oh and sorry for the wounds!"

"What the hell does all that mean?" I asked. I didn't get an answer, and I knew she was gone. My body kept walking through the long and slimy walls; the mere smell of Zerg was invading my lungs, making me want to gag. The wall ahead of the Zerglings suddenly blew up, causing skin, bone and tissue to go flying everywhere. In the new hole in the wall stood several familiar figures, along with a stranger looking one. The new comer had some sort of gray colored and oddly shaped head with mostly black eyes, but there was a hint of an electric blue in there. He was wearing armor I had never seen before, definitely not Saiyan. Not to mention the fact he was just as tall as Goku was, and had a strange energy coming off of him. My eyes showed some sort of thin blue aura that surrounded him, not extending further, like his skin was glowing.

"Come on boy, were taking you home!" Vegeta said, holding out a Super Saiyan arm.

"I think not," my body said, scaring the crap out of me, "None of you are leaving this place!"

"What, what did they do to you brat?" Vegeta demanded.

"We're too late, we have no choice but to destroy him now Prince Vegeta!" the new comer said, his so-called face looked grim.

"It doesn't matter what they did to me Vegeta, I feel so alive now. I don't know why I remained in that old life so long, but now its over, and I will be the strongest, it is my destiny!" my body said, sounding like a true villain. What the fucking hell? That isn't me talking, it can't be!

"Blast you, cursed Overmind must have taken him completely over!" Vegeta snarled, powering up some.

"There's got to be a way to help him!" Gohan said. His hair looked a bit different, but then again my eyes weren't exactly working normally now.

"Only he can do that Gohan, and I'm pretty sure that any resistance has already been put down, we've lost him!" Goku said, his head held down slightly.

"That is correct Goku, once he's infested its too late. The only thing we can do for him now is end the suffering!" the new alien said. I didn't actually know that he was alien or not, but he sure as hell wasn't human, Saiyan, Zerg, or any other being I had ever seen. Yet he seemed somehow familiar, like I should know him. Fasha stepped out from behind Gohan, and my heart, or at least my vision heart melted. The other me just smirked, and being connected to him, I was forced into the same thing.

"Join me girl, the Overmind will help you all just like he did me. I can't describe the feeling of no worries, no cares, nothing but bliss!" the other me said. It was for sure my voice, dubbed over slightly. Either way, it disgusted me to no end.

"Don't make us destroy you boy!" Vegeta threatened.

Fasha tried her hand at it, "Come on love, you've got to be in there somewhere, fight through this! This isn't you, the Overmind is only using you, listen!" Yeah listen you stupid piece of shit! I thought out of habit.

"I did listen, and listening to the Overmind sure beats anything you weaklings have to say right now, but that's fine. You would have made excellent servants of the Overmind, but instead you all will die here and become his servants anyway!" he shouted, powering up a strong energy blast that hit all but Fasha, as she was short enough to duck down. Vegeta, the alien, Goku and Gohan went flying, but I could tell they would be back. My eyes darted to Fasha, and I felt my hand charging a blast and pointing up at her. She wasn't in Super Saiyan mode, so anything I fired right now would for sure kill her.

"Come on, you've got to be in there! Fight it!" she urged but didn't get any closer.

"Oh I'm here alright, I just am trying to figure out why I ever lived that phony life for so long, and why you don't understand. If we're destined to be together then you must join the Zerg, join now and you won't be killed!"

Her eyes darkened, "My Verto would never want me to join the Zerg, nor himself, he hated them with a passion. I don't know who the hell you are, but you're not him, he would never be so selfish!" Damn right, you tell him, or me in this case.

"Verto, she will not join us on her own accord. You may kill her now!" deep and dark voice suddenly announced.

"Yes great father, I will!" Father? Oh he must mean the Overmind, wait a sec, what am I doing? My hand had lifted more towards Fasha, and a lot of ki was charging, more than necessary. The energy seemed very potent for a ki blast, even one at full power. It was also green in color like I had been copying Broly.

"What are you doing?" she asked, slightly scared now.

"Ending your miserable attempt to betray me, goodbye!" the other me said, laughing a little towards the end. The blast fired, and I saw it hit. NO! A terrible feeling came over me at first as I watched Fasha slump to the ground. The first thing that hit me were pictures of good times we had together, every mission, every love making night, every meal. Sorrow came quickly afterwards, but it didn't last long. My Saiyan rage rushed up inside of me, and I screamed, rather it was in thought or not. With the rage came the power up. Any Saiyan mad enough will lose control and will power up right away, something I learned the hard way several times. As my power built to its maximum, which felt a little higher but not much, I felt something strange. I still couldn't control my body, so all of the power was still in my head, or maybe it was stuck back in wonderland somewhere, but I felt something else. A bright light flashed in front of me, and the view filled with a green light. The light felt like ki, but it wasn't all ki, it was more like I could sense ki as a part of it. There was another piece adding to it I felt, like a deeper power that I always had and could never find. I felt tremendous power coming from both sources as they combined together. As quickly as I saw the light, Fasha's death was fresh on my mind, and my rage took over again. The view of light exploded and faded into blackness.

-

I felt fluid around me, and my ears were picking up air bubbles moving through it, like I was underwater. I opened my eyes to see exactly that, water with air bubbles flowing around me. I found that I could breathe, thanks to the mask on my face. Must be in a regeneration tank, wait a sec, I can move! How the hell did I end up here? I looked up at the window, seeing a cranky black haired woman standing there with hands on her hips. I right away looked for the skillet that she was known to carry, but I didn't see it.

"I think he's waking up Bulma!" she said in a muffled tone, the glass didn't really help there. A loud beeping went off, and the water slowly drained away, taking the watery sounds with it. The tank opened up, and the mask came off of my head, allowing me to breathe normal air. The ever so feisty Chichi looked rather annoyed as she held a towel. That was when I noticed I was no longer in my bodysuit, or in any other article of clothing. Blushing slightly, I reached to grab the towel from her hand. She instead held onto it and dried me off herself.

"You really gave us a scare there, don't ever do it again!" she whispered the last part.

"What do you mean?" I asked, my memory was a little fuzzy right now. She pointed up to a TV type monitor with a camera frozen on someone lying on their stomach. The person had a silver bodysuit on, a tail and a belt. But the more noticeable features were the eight different stab marks in the back, and all of them were leaking large amounts of blood. The person's skin had also turned slightly green and brown. I quickly realized that this person was actually me when Piccolo and Vegeta came onto the screen and hauled me off.

"Well it doesn't look like he was infected, infested, or whatever you call it Bulma. He's all yours, I'll bring some armor!" Chichi said, standing up and walking out of the room. I recognized the room as Mom's lab. Mom was standing at a computer panel, looking over what seemed to be a magnified strand of DNA.

"Well, feeling better I hope?" she asked without turning. I picked up the towel Chichi had left me and wrapped it around my waist.

"I guess, what happened?"

"Don't remember very well huh, well what do you last remember?" she asked. I didn't want to tell her that, that vision had doubled as my own personal hell.

"Just a nighttime battle of some kind, we were fighting off Zerg in the party room I think, then.." I paused, hoping that would fly.

It thankfully did, "You were attacked rather badly as Piccolo and Vegeta put it, said some Zerg woman sliced you up real bad, and those wounds told the story. She also injected you with something that tried to change your genetic makeup. The Zerg bitch got away somehow, Piccolo and Vegeta both said she simply vanished and they couldn't trace her. We suspect she got away through the same hole in the party room. I don't know how, but it looks like you managed to flush the infection or whatever it was out. I saw that it was gone when you suddenly powered up in there, which is something Vegeta wants to see you about," she looked slightly thoughtful about that.

"Might have been that bad dream I just had," I suggested.

"Must have been a torture chamber in there fighting that infection, glad to see you pulled it off!" she said as Chichi walked back in.

"Try not to tear these up this time!" Chichi handed me a capsule, releasing it I found an armor box. Inside was a silver colored jumpsuit just like before, and a new belt and gun to go with it. As I slipped the belt on over the bodysuit, Mom held out something in her hand.

"You never got a chance to use these last time, so I saved them," she dropped four small beans into my awaiting hand. I pocketed them, and then slipped my new armor over my head. Chichi left, but another presence came by to check on me.

"Is the brat functioning normally now?" Vegeta growled.

"Yes, just don't beat him up right now. Those wounds were so deep that they are going to leave quite a batch of scars, regen tank or not!"

"Whatever woman, come on boy!" he scowled and walked away as I followed.

"So how long was I out?" I asked as I followed Vegeta down the hallways of Capsule Corp.

"Two and a half days, what did you do to fight the infection off?" he asked, getting right to the point.

"I dunno, I had a rather bad dream and was a bit pissed off and I felt myself power up. That was about it," I said.

"That can't just be it, not with what I sensed come off of you. Kakarot and the Namek agree with me that you have deeper hidden powers than we originally thought, and I believe you inadvertently used that to fend off the infection, rather you were aware of it or not!" He stopped ahead of me just then, spinning and staring me down.

"Tell me about your dream," he said in a low tone.

I backed up a step, "I'd rather not."

"Why not?" he demanded in a slightly stronger tone.

"It's just not something I want to discuss," I said, keeping my head low.

"Tell me now, quit stalling!" Fine, but don't blame me when I lose it.

"I was told it was a vision of the future, one that sees me get captured and infested. It was like watching and feeling your actions without actually performing them, like I was on autopilot or something. I was in a Zerg building of some kind. Then you, Goku, Gohan, Fasha and some strange alien showed up to break me out. The other me, the one in control, wasn't going, in fact he instead elected to stay and live under the Overmind! If that wasn't bad enough, then he blasted you guys out of the way, missing Fasha. She tried to reason with the other me, that's when he, he…" I started sobbing slightly before the anger kicked in and I lost control.

"He what brat?" Vegeta asked, agitated. I responded by throwing my head back and screaming one hell of a blood curdler, powering up in the process. I was again so mad that I was going to blow something up, and I didn't care what. Blue lightning surrounded me, and my power hit my maximum ungodly quick, then it kept on going after that. I felt a tiny pull in my stomach area, like something was hiding and yet itching to get out. Once I realized what I was doing, I quickly calmed myself, noticing the pull feeling vanished the instant I let go of the rage.

"Whoops, sorry," I said, holding the back of my head ala Goku. Vegeta looked quite surprised at my little outburst to say the least. Okay, so now he was in Super Saiyan two and ready for anything, but still quite surprised.

"What is going on back there?" I heard a voice. Goku and Bardock came racing into the hall, Gohan and Broly quickly afterwards. Vegeta dropped his power down quickly, returning to his usual grouchy state.

"Nothing, Kakarot stay with me. The rest of you are excused!" Gohan and Broly just shrugged and walked back down the halls, Bardock had more of a concerned look on his face.

"Boy do you realize what you almost did?" Vegeta asked.

"No, what?"

"You almost transformed into a Super Saiyan despite your mystic power up, or at least that's what I think happened. That's the highest I've ever felt your power at in your current form, not counting the Kaioken attack of course," Goku said, hand to his chin.

"What do you mean? I hit my maximum, but it wasn't that much. That's a little less than Piccolo's level isn't it?" I asked.

"It was," Vegeta said, confused.

"After this Zerg mess is over, I think it's a good idea to take a trip to see the Kais about this. They said you wouldn't ever transform into a Super Saiyan again, unless of course you slacked your training and lost the mystic ability. Which won't happen as long as I'm around!" Vegeta grinned slightly at that thought.

"I thought that a Super Saiyan with the mystic power would overload? That's what Old Kai told me anyway. I don't feel that tired!" I admitted.

"That's what is so strange, it just feels like you almost had it. Surely you remember when you first tried to transform, it left you drained, despite your already large power supply. You didn't lose any power at all trying to transform now, you just didn't make it when you stopped yourself," Vegeta explained.

"This is weird," I muttered, "So what's been happening while I was under the weather?"

"But Verto, you were inside, the weather is all outside isn't it? Unless Bulma made some kind of machine that can make sunshine and snow inside now!" Goku said.

I slapped my forehead, forgetting that Goku had trouble with catch phrases, "I meant with the Zerg Goku!"

"The Zerg have taken over half of the mainland continent now, Kakarot's home was wiped out yesterday. They have yet to cross into the North and South continents, but it would only take them a little bit of a march to overtake those. They are still two hundred miles out of Satan City, but right now they have stopped, refortifying their bases as they build them. They have been advancing slowly around the clock, but not like they did on day one. We are attacking they're front lines once or twice a day, but it's still difficult to keep up with them all without burning up all of our Senzu beans. There have been two more attacks around here, but it was just a few suicide bombers, didn't even hit. We will need to make a big push against them soon if we're going to stop them for sure. Also we haven't encountered much in the way of more evolved forms, just a lot of the same weaklings as before. Only they've had a bad habit of waiting us out before advancing again, pathetic if you ask me," Vegeta explained, snorting slightly.

"Is everyone ok then?"

"Unlike you, they can take a few hits," Vegeta grinned slightly as I scowled, "But everyone is fine, just worn down." We started walking again, getting a full Goku type story on how he and Vegeta wiped out a big squad of Mutalisk flyers without breaking a sweat. When we entered the lobby, I noticed most everyone was either munching on some food, or doing their best to rest; there wasn't much talking taking place. Until of course a certain female came down the stairs. She grabbed my hand and drug me up the stairs.

"Uh oh, looks like Fasha's pissed," I heard Shugesh laugh as I disappeared up the stairs after her.

-

SMACK! I held my cheek tenderly as I picked myself out of the wall. I kind of felt lucky, she didn't completely overdo it.

"That's what you get for making me worry so much!" she shouted.

I sighed, "Hey I didn't know that was going to happen, it's just that I have these dreams some times that lead into bad luck. We're all lucky that I had one in the first place, otherwise we would have all been asleep when they attacked!"

"Did you forget already that Bulma's alarm could wake up just about anything that isn't dead?" Good point.

"Now if I'm going to spend eternity with your stubborn little ass, then let's get one thing straight! Don't ever run off into a battle like that ever again!" she screamed the last part, making my ears bleed a little bit.

"Sorry Fasha," I said, sitting down on the bed.

"Good, now that we have that settled, what's this about a Zerg woman taking you down?" Oh great, right to the point.

"She used some kind of green goo that ensnared me. Whatever that crap was, it paralyzed me, kind of like a tail would when squeezed. Then she stabbed me a whole bunch in the back, and injected something that made me hurl and my skin turned green. That's about all I recall," I explained.

"How rude, next time we see her I will challenge her to defend your honor!"

"Somehow I don't think we need to worry about honor, Zerg don't care about that remember?"

"Oh, that's right, I think your brain farts are starting get to me, quit thinking!" She giggled and joined my side on the bed, poking at my tail with her own.

"So what made you go off the handle in the regeneration tank anyway?"

I sighed, "You don't want to know, believe me."

"Oh come on, it couldn't have been that bad!"

"It doubled as my own personal hell. I don't ever want to experience something like that again, so please don't bring it up, okay?" I asked. Fasha pulled off my armor, and then inspected my back under the bodysuit.

"Good god, what the hell did she do to you?"

"Stabbed me in the back I'd say, hurt like hell too!" Fasha tossed my armor to the side, getting a bit closer.

"What do you say we enjoy a nice long nap then?" she cooed. A nap didn't sound too bad; I wasn't going to be able to do much else with her anyway. Neither one of us got our wish, because the alarms went off. We quickly rushed downstairs for an update. Everyone was gathered as Mom and Vegeta came running into the room. The grid of the planet was flashing crazily, mostly in the middle.

"What is it woman?" Vegeta asked. After several keystrokes, Mom gasped slightly.

"According to this, there are about seven thousand Zerg troops of various types out there. They are advancing quickly in the mainland, heading straight for Satan City!"

"Here we go again," Krillin grumbled.

Fasha and I quickly dashed back up the stairs for the rest of our gear, though I could sense Fasha had a lingering question. She didn't ask until I had pulled my armor on.

"Please? Just tell me what you saw in your little nightmare? What happened in that twisted mind of yours?" she asked as she grinned slightly. I strapped my belt and clicked my laser pistol into its holster before giving her the serious eye. Her reassuring grin faded when she realized the severity of it.

"I killed you."