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 3: Out of Control

The Super Hive structure slowly flattened out onto the ground, falling apart and becoming the purple creep I had come to know and hate. As if they had something to do right away, the Zerg spread out around the immediate perimeter. I finally got a chance to view the different broods at once, and there were quite a few of them. I counted eight different colors of Zerg minions, red, blue, orange, teal, yellow, brown, white, and finally purple. According to Kerrigan, her Cerebrate, or so-called boss, was the purple one, yet did not have a name. Not that I really cared what the thing was supposed to be called, but the lack of a name was kind of odd. Then again she only told me of two Cerebrates that actually had a name, that being Daggoth and Zasz. Also, she confirmed that her Cerebrate doesn't issue her orders much, but that she bossed it around like no other.

"Now then, the Terran encampment is over in that direction. You are to destroy that base and wait there for further instructions, can you handle that?" Kerrigan asked.

"Some test, I think your buddies already know the answer to that question of rather I can or not," I muttered loudly.

"More than likely, just go do it and be done with it. There will probably be more interesting things to do once it's done," Kerrigan said.

"Humph, how about I just tell them to pack up and leave so I don't have to kill anyone?" I asked.

"Why do you ask questions when you already know the answer? Do I really need to mention the consequences of that action?" she retorted. No not really.

"Fine I'm going!" I shouted, using my ki to blast off into the sky. I hadn't gone but a few miles when an odd sensation began to flow through me. It was a little familiar too. It felt as if I wanted to destroy something, or kill something. I had always gotten that odd feeling whenever I was fully powered up, especially in my old ape form. The other time it happened was when I was on planet Vegeta, the planet had some sort of blood lust aura about it. It even reared it's head a time or two when I was with Fasha, though it wasn't a destructive kind of lust, and that had long since vanished. I generally ignored it, figuring it was just getting to me since I wanted to wipe out the Zerg so bad. Then the feeling intensified quite a bit, and I soon felt as if I should just pound the countryside with ki blasts just to satisfy it. What the hell is up with me today?

"Destroy the Terrans!" a voice in my head said.

"Who's there?" I asked. No answer. Okay, who the hell was that?

"I am the Cerebrate, your guide and commander!"

"Oh no, you're not controlling me like one of those mindless Zerg!"

"I don't have to. Your tail currently serves as a link to me and the Overmind, and I can control what he controls. Right now that would be your sudden lust for blood, you can feel it now can't you? How about we up the dosage just a bit!" It suddenly felt as if I was going to rip out my heart if I didn't kill something fast. I growled and didn't respond, seeing the Terran base just ahead of me. I heard a massive alarm go off as I approached. I stopped and floated mid air above the base. Below there were all kinds of buildings and vehicles parked, as well as many soldiers with weapons running about. The largest building had the most people running out of it, and featured a large satellite dish.

"Identify yourself!" a loud megaphone like voice called out to me. I resisted the urge to shoot the person with it, and held back a bit, studying the base. I really didn't want to destroy them if I didn't have to, despite all of the battle lust that was going through my blood at the moment.

"Sir, I'm reading Zerg bio matter from that creature!" a soldier shouted out. Well shit, this isn't going my way! Right away a few towers pointed their weapons up towards me, and I saw what looked to be anti-air missile turrets aiming my way as well. Then I saw a sight that really didn't help at the moment. Inside the base there were women and children scurrying about, and a few soldiers smacked them on the backsides to get a move on.

I frowned, "Look I don't want to hurt you, just stop doing your bad things here and I'll leave you alone!" That didn't seem to get an answer, until the missiles flew out and straight at me. I powered up quickly, sending an invisible wall of ki at the missiles and blowing them up before they got close. Then I heard the machine gun fire start and saw the red slugs of metal streaking up towards me. Well its not like those will hurt me anyway. Boy was I wrong. When the bullets hit my skin, I thought Chichi had a rapid-fire frying pan hitting me. They didn't penetrate, but they hurt enough for me to put my arms up to block my face. I lowered to the ground, trying to avoid the blasted things. They kept shooting more and more bullets, and each of them left a temporary red mark on my skin that ached. Then I saw what appeared to be a large tank with a huge cannon turn my way.

"Move now!" the Cerebrate's voice suddenly rang out. I dodged to the side just as a large chunk of the ground was blasted by a very quick hit from the tank.

"Those are shock cannons attached to those tanks, they will damage you greatly if they hit!" it said. I didn't have to wait long to find that out, I didn't even sense the next one coming before it hit. If felt like one of Vegeta's Super Saiyan three power punches at five hundred times gravity, it hurt!

"Hey stop it, I don't wanna fight you!" I shouted out. No response, except more firing from the tanks, the bullets were falling short of range. I dodged the next few tank hits by phasing out quickly, thinking they wouldn't bug me much if I could dodge them. Then all I had to do was move around quickly before they narrowly avoided me.

"Kill them, they only want to kill you!" the voice urged, along with a new wave of bloodlust. I was now fighting myself not to go kill them now. Because of that, I didn't notice that I was now in range for the machine guns to hit me once again. I blocked the bullets coming at my face, forgetting about the tanks. Then it was like I was in a painful barrage of whatever they had firing at me all at once.

"Kill them, its them or you!" the Cerebrate shouted at me this time.

"No I won't!" I thought back at it. The firepower continued, and now I felt my body being hit harder by the firepower. Blood was being drawn in many places despite my aura being there to try to fend some of it off.

"KILL THEM!"

"No, you won't control me!" I whispered aloud. My power started to boil from beneath, aching to be let out, and the bloodlust increased ten fold when that happened. "YOU WON'T CONTROL ME!" I screamed as I powered up fully with my ki. A ki shield I placed around myself then halted the barrage. I found that when I used my power while extremely angry, I only got angrier, and the only ones to take the anger out on were right in front of me. I don't know if it was me that pulled the first trigger, or if it was the Zerg, but I fired a massive blast directly in front at them. It cut through the Terran troops like they weren't even there, and blew right through the buildings that were in its path, before exploding on the far side of the base. I wasn't done there, the feeling to take their lives felt so good I had to do it again. I knew that I shouldn't, but shutting off the war machine now was impossible, and I proceeded to grin a little bit as I fired again.

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An hour later, I stood against the only broken wall that was still standing, scowling at the whole event. Everything and everyone that was inside the base was dead, and I had done it all. I felt like throwing up at the site, and what made it worse was that I actually enjoyed it to an extent, or the Cerebrate was messing with me some more, one of the two. The only thing that eased my thoughts was that I gave them all a quick and painless death, I never once tortured any of them. I sensed a Zerg Overlord approach quickly, and I felt a few beings were aboard. Kerrigan and a few Hydralisks hopped out of them, she wore a half smile.

"Good job Verto, you've done well here!"

"Save your congratulations, it makes me sick thinking about it!" Judging by the way she reacted, I would guess the Overmind had a close eye on her, because she acted like an emotionless bitch again. I remembered her telling me back on Earth that she often operated without big ugly's knowledge so it would seem like she had split personalities at times. It was still confusing to work with though.

"Your feelings do not matter as long as you get the job done. Besides, you've destroyed a weapon that these Terrans have used against us for a long time!" she mused.

"And what would that be?" I snarled.

"See that large building with the satellite dish? It is called a Psi disruptor, kind of like the ki disruptor Aldaris used on you. Only it disrupts Psionic output as well as Zerg movements and actions, its signal can single handedly break apart Zerg hives and make them run out of control with their own minions killing each other! You might have accessed all of your power once again if that had not been active when you lost your temper, a pity!"

This only added to my dismay, Great, here there's a weapon I can use on these bastards and I blow it up, Argh! Then I realized what she said about me being angry and accessing my power, but as I was thinking that over, I saw her shake her head sharply for a brief second, as if not to mention it.

"Oh dear Verto, don't fret too much about it. A few more missions and we will have you purged of those useless emotions regarding life!" Kerrigan grinned deeply.

"Like hell you will. You can play with my head all you want, but you cannot change the person I am!" I said in defiance.

"We don't have to, just the influence of battle will do that. We're only accelerating the process, your friend Borgos was the same way initially, but his warrior spirit was quickly tamed. I figured you would be harder to tame because of your pure heart, but its nothing we cannot handle. Now then, please come back with me, your injuries need treated!" she ordered. I scowled as I followed her into the Overlord's transport chamber, barely noticing that my legs and arms were pretty torn up by all of the firepower the Terrans had used on me.

"Don't worry kid. I know you hate this, but I won't let you change that much. Help should be here with you soon, trust me on that!" I heard her distinct voice say, only it was inside my head. I glanced at her, but she had a finger to her lips before I could even ask a question. She merely shook her whole head slightly and proceeded without a word.

Interlude 3.1 –The Meeting-

Aldaris stepped off of the ship's entrance ramp on the planet surface and glanced around. The place was well kept for a military-like base, but other than that it wasn't much to him. A few of his officers joined him as a door ahead of him opened from the large building. Out stepped at least a dozen small soldiers, armed with some sort of weapons on their arms. Aldaris barely regarded them, but was wary of the weapons they had.

They stepped to the sides and bowed towards the center, "Hail Lord Frost!" Another figure stepped out, larger this time. His head was mostly round, and his skin was light purple. To Aldaris, it looked like this creature had natural armor as some of his skin. It was white and extended only across the chest and body to the waist. The forearms had similar armor, as well as the legs below the knee. His head had some armor too, mostly white on top and the sides, but the center of his head had a deeper purple color to it, as did a few other areas on his body like his shoulders and the center of his chest. The similar around his forearms and ankles.

"Greetings, I am Lord Frost, the ruler of Kold Empire. I welcome you to planet Frieza number seventy-seven!" he said, nodding slightly.

"I am Judicator Aldaris of the Protoss, pleasure meeting you," the Templar said, hiding his disgust of another creature outside his race. The two exchanges overall glances before saying anything more.

"So what brings you out this way? We rarely have anyone except our own forces nearby," Frost asked.

"We were chasing down tyrants from our own galaxy when we crossed into this dimension. They would best be described as destructive insect like creatures from our dimension," Aldaris began, pausing respectively for Frost's thoughts on the matter.

"Come to think of it, I recall reading a report of a large insect like fleet going by about ten months ago, but they never bothered anyone around here so it was not much any attention. They were heading towards the north galaxy, and us being on the far edge of the east, it was not much to be worried about. My forces are depleted enough as it is to go fretting about a seemingly harmless alien fleet going on by," Frost explained as if he didn't care either which way.

"They would be dealt with by now if a certain group of creatures hadn't gotten in the way," Aldaris sneered slightly, catching Frost's attention.

"And who would do that, certainly you're not accusing my empire are you?" Frost sneered back.

"No, I am referring to a group that is supposed to be extinct in this dimension, but yet a few traces of them remain, you might know of them," Aldaris dragged on.

Frost stepped forward slightly, stomping the ground and scaring his own troops. "Who?" he asked in a deathly calm voice.

"The Saiyans!" Aldaris announced. Frost's reaction wasn't one of the best, and Aldaris actually had to hold on to himself so not to be blown away by the sudden power increase.

"The Saiyans are responsible for the deaths of my uncle Cooler, my father Frieza and my grandfather King Kold! I am naturally vengefully minded on the subject!" Frost growled.

"Really, because I know where they are right now!" Aldaris led him on.

"Where?"

"Before I tell you, I would like to trade information. You are obviously a powerful being from this area of the galaxy, and you are fully trained on the ki arts are you not?" Aldaris asked.

Frost nodded, "And?"

"Would it be possible for you to teach me such arts in exchange for the Saiyan's whereabouts?" Frost looked a little dumbfounded, but regained his composure quickly.

"For what use?" he asked.

"Our people would greatly benefit from such knowledge, and without it the Saiyans may be able to overwhelm our race quickly!" Frost paused thoughtfully, and then motioned for a few of his soldiers to come over to them.

"Check out their hyper drive systems and get them any parts that they need. I want their ships working by the tomorrow night!" Frost ordered. Aldaris nodded for his officers to go with them, leaving Frost and himself alone on the landing area.

"What is your real purpose?" Frost asked.

"What makes you think I had something else in mind?" Aldaris asked carefully.

"Because I have seen that look on my father's face many times. You are harder to read, but I'd recognize that tone of voice anywhere," Frost said, grinning slightly.

"To rule my own galaxy of course. In return for that information on how to control ki and getting my ships going. I will not only tell you where the Saiyans are, but where they are going. I'll leave them for you to deal with!"

"Good, where are they going?" Frost asked.

"Are we agreed then?" Aldaris asked as he offered out his hand.

"Yes I'll teach you, now where?" Frost said impatiently as he shook the alien's hand.

"They're coming this way, they should be here in two weeks!"

A/N: The bad guys are in league with each other and Verto is beginning to be affected by the Zerg implants. Fun fun fun! By the way, Frost is to look much like Cooler in appearance.

Next time on DBV: Verto deals with his actions, Aldaris learns from Frost, and Fasha makes a decision that will affect the future for all time.