Chapter 9: Saiyan Power

Kale walked the tiny cell back and forth. In just a matter of days he had managed to be captured by demons and freaks who wanted who-knows-what with him.

I wish I knew what happened to Megan.

It had almost been 2 days since he had seen her. Until he knew what these guys wanted, he just bided his time.

"A new lesson then. Close your eyes and concentrate."

On what?

"You know Megan's scent, right? Concentrate on what else you feel when you're around her. Sense her Ki."

How about instead you come out of whatever hole you've been hiding in and save us! You're the famous hero!

"I can't…"

Why not?

"You'll understand in time, now do as I say! Concentrate of Megan's Ki!"

Fine…

Kale closed his eyes and reached out, searching for Megan's Ki, but he didn't find anything.

Just as I thought…

"You're new at this… she's not too far, I'm watching out for you both. I… I never knew she was a Saiyan… and related to Goku…"

How could you not know?

"He'll tell you…"

"How are you doing, my boy?"

"I'm not your boy." Kale growled. He walked over to the bars to make eye contact with Gen. Gero.

"No, of course not. You're too much like your ancestor that way."

"Which one? Prince Vegeta or Katrin?"

"Oh, so you do know a bit about your family, don't you?" Gero asked.

"Only a bit." Kale replied.

"Yes, I found your book. Katrin's warning to you about us too." Gero sneered.

"I haven't finished it. Mind explaining?"

"Don't mind if I do. My name is Cornelius Gero. My grandfather was once known as Android 20. Ring any bells?" he asked.

"Dr. Gero? The Gero? No wonder I didn't trust you." Kale growled again.

"So you've heard of him. Then you know about the Red Ribbon army?" Kale shook his head, "Oh, you must know something."

"Only that Gero worked for them and that commander Red was a lunatic." Kale replied. Gero smirked.

"Talk big while you can, Saiyan scum. The Red Ribbon army fell only because of your kind. Gero knew that and thus started his work on the androids, 13-21."

"But 21 loved a Saiyan, doesn't sound like it worked too well." Kale retorted.

"Yes, Cell. He had a bug in his programming. But, that's what happens when you create bionic creatures. Same with 17 and 18. But now, I think we need to shoot forward a few years. I have rebuilt the secret army, and now only 3 Saiyans remain to stop us from achieving our goal."

"Don't get mad, Kale. There are others, hidden across the universe."

"Murderer." Kale hissed.

"Like your people weren't?"

"I'm…"

"I believe you were going to say 'not like them'? You don't even know, do you? Not a clue."

"Then enlighten me." Kale asked.

"Very well, but you'll regret it. Your people, the Saiyans, were planet purgers. The killed off inhabitants to sell the planets for lots of money. And they loved it. They lived for battle."

"For Frieza."

"You'd think so, wouldn't you? No, they did it before Frieza ever even heard of them."

"That's a lie!" Kale growled.

"No, it isn't. Ask Katrin when you see her in the next dimension. She was one of the worse."

"No-"

"She had this problem with feral instincts. You wouldn't know about that, she conveniently left that out of her book series. It scared her that much."

"She was a hero."

"So was Vegeta… so was Goku… so was Bardock… the point is, they were still beasts."

"Why is it Megan and I are the only Saiyans left?" Kale asked. Gero furrowed his eyebrows as a smirk spread across his face.

"Because I killed them. All… gee, I lost count."

"No, no way a human could kill so many Saiyans!" Kale screamed.

"Maybe not by normal efforts."

"You mean fair efforts?" Kale growled.

"Alls fair in love and war." Gero replied.

"You staged those car crashes, didn't you?"

"Yup… easy to do."

"And now the only ones left are Megan and me… what are you going to do to us?"

"Megan… she will of course die rather quickly and painlessly. She is only a child. You, on the other hand… I'm going to enjoy your death. I want to see what makes you tick. The great-grandson of Katrin. Katrin was the best warrior on earth at any given time. She was the Angel, and I bet you have some of that power."

"Kale, you must get out of here! Gero was crazy when I knew him!"

But how?

"Power up, you're strong enough!"

Power up how?

"Just focus your Ki and let it spread."

Kale obeyed and started to power up. His aura was green and white as the little room shook. Gero lost his balance and had to lean against the wall.

"Stop that! Damn you Saiyan, stop that!"

Kale didn't listen as he continued to increase his power. He got to his max and let out a sigh as he easily bent open the bars.

"Where's Megan?"

"No! You can't be a…a Super Saiyan!" Gero was freaking out. But the mirror in the cell he had just exited showed it to be true. Kale's hair was truly like flames now, the black glowing brighter gold than the purple streaks. His eyes were bright blue-green. His green-tinted aura had switched to gold as his anger sky-rocketed.

"I knew it, Kale! I knew it… you're not just another Super Saiyan… you are the Super Saiyan, just like Brolly somehow."

At least I'm not crazy, though, right?

Kale smirked as he walked toward Gero.

"I'm not going to ask again, where is Megan? Answer me or I'll kill you, and trust me, I won't be nice about it." Kale growled.

"You'll have to kill me boy… I would rather die than let another Saiyan go free."

"So be it." Kale blasted the general through the chest, and he fell in a crumple on the floor.

Kale sighed and closed his eyes, feeling out the little companion's Ki. This time he found it quickly and headed that way. No one would slow him down on his mission.

Kale walked down halls, not trying to hide his presence at all. Soldiers ran out and tried to stop him, but Kale just back handed the bullets and lasers as he walked by. This deeply shocked the soldiers and they just stood, dumbfounded. Kale didn't hide the smirk that crept up on him as he walked.

Kale came to a room and stopped. No, Megan wasn't in there, but he smelled something coming from inside, something familiar. When he walked in, he found all of his stuff scattered on a table. The books, his clothing, his sword, and his prized possession, a picture of his parents.

Kale looked at the objects in a daze. He barely remembered them.

"That's from the power surge. You'll be lucky to remember anything you've done since you transformed."

"I will remember… I know I will…" Kale gathered his things and started back to find Megan.

Kale hoisted the bag onto his back and started off again. Megan was close, and she was unharmed. Her aura was filled with fear, so Kale picked up the pace. He came to a room and stopped again. She was inside this one.

Kale opened the door with such ease it didn't really register to him that it had been locked. Kale looked around and saw a girl about his age and Megan in the same cage.

"Kale? Is that you?" Megan asking, standing up. He nodded.

"By the Vegetian gods… he's a legendary…" the girl gasped. Kale, almost robotically, looked to the girl.

"Who are you?"

"I'm… I'm Crystal."

She was fairly tall, about Kale's size when she stood up. Her hair was raven black and her eyes a clear amber-brown.

"Are you a Saiyan, too?" Kale asked. She responded by moving her tail.

"What do you think?"

"You're coming with us. It's too dangerous here." Kale walked over and easily broke open the bars. Megan ran out and once again grabbed Kale around the legs. He looked at Crystal.

"Can you fight?" she nodded, "Good, you might have to. Follow me."

Kale picked up Megan and looked her over, then to Crystal.

"She's okay, they never touched her." Crystal assured.

"Thank you." Kale nodded and together this group of three ran out of the room and down the hall.

"They'll come after us." Crystal said.

"No… I'm gonna blow this place up once were out of here."

"You can't do that! Do you know how many people are here? Just because they aren't nice, it doesn't mean you have to prove to them we're as bad as they think we are!"

Kale stopped a moment and looked around. He punched the fire alarm and kept going. Crystal seemed to suffice to that as she followed after Kale, her Saiyan ears ringing from the siren.