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 26: Cerebrate's Purpose

I stirred from my black slumber. That last thing I remembered was being knocked out by that darker version of me. I hadn't really understood what was going on when he knocked me out, but I had the just of it. I had a dreamless sleep, so for me time passed very quickly. But it bothered me to no end, I hated dreamless sleeps even more than nightmares. I thought I was on the ground, but I felt to be vertical next to a wall and not standing on anything. I opened my eyes to see a bright viewing glass much like the one I had been watching before. It wasn't even ten feet away. I tried to reach out and touch it only to see that my hands and feet were bound to the wall by dim energy binds, not unlike the kind that Vegeta used. I groaned as I tried to move, the short fight with my other self hadn't been without pain.

"Feeling a little better?" a voice asked. I snapped my head to the right to see the source of the voice. There I saw what appeared to be my other self again. Much like before he was the spitting image of me right down a few of the body scars I had. The only thing was his skin was now a deep purple in color.

"Who are you?" I asked.

He rolled his eyes some. "I see that his blows did some damage to your brain, but then again I've changed a bit since I first came in here."

"Cerebrate?" I asked, gasping slightly. I hadn't expected it.

"Bingo. When I fused with your mind for that short time, some of your traits passed on to me. That's why my appearance has changed a little, and we're still in a pickle as you can see," he said. That's when I saw he was bound to the wall as well.

"So what do we do?" I asked.

"Not much right now, sort of depends on you and your evil self," he said, drawing my attention again.

"Evil self, huh? What is he exactly?" I asked.

"Haven't figured it out yourself eh, it took me a little while too. But I was digging through some of your memories and his, I think I have the answer, although his acquired memories are almost identical to yours with the exception that they didn't start until after your little accident with Trunks. He may possibly be what you would have become had Future Trunks and Bulma not interfered with your development not long ago. Everyone has an opposite side to them that remains buried most of the time. This opposite is often an extreme build up of negative emotions and energy. Since you and those like you rarely use negative emotions to run your every day lives, it can sometimes build up on you and eventually release itself. The typical release though is just an angry outburst, nothing like this. From what I can tell he has all of your powers but none of your good heart. This is very odd since Old Kai said only a pure spirit could control this stuff. I don't know how that is, but that's how it goes I guess," he explained. I blinked slightly; he sounded so much like me.

"When I said I picked up your traits I wasn't kidding okay? And frankly how do you Saiyans put up with so many memories in such a small mind? It's so difficult for you to access all of them. Another mystery of the universe I suppose," Cerebrate said.

"Go on about this other me please," I said, frowning.

"Well before we joined, I warned the Overmind that I may not be able to completely merge with you without repercussions. Seems I was correct, although he may have wanted or expected this, I'm not sure. Anyway, this evil self's memories have told me that he's been locked away in your mind since that incident with Trunks and the age alteration. Perhaps he could only emerge in your adult form, or perhaps when your mind was in a weaker condition without all the barriers you had developed. A strong mind doesn't break easy, so some sort of high stress would have been introduced for it to crack like this," he said, glancing around.

I scowled even more, "Well high stress seems to be what big ugly and yourself excel in!" He gave me an odd look, a cross between a frown and a smirk, only one I could have made as well.

"Guess you didn't listen that intently when I told you earlier. Kerrigan and I planned this a long time ago so you could kill the damned Overmind. But you're the one who resisted and caused this to happen, it's just as much your fault as it is mine. We were going to help you master your new powers quickly so you could take him down, but noooo! So enjoy this mess, you're in it too!" He practically shouted at me.

"Well, you could have told me sooner!" I shouted back.

"Mind-to-mind communication with you was not going to work well, he is always watching, especially you. He knew about our plan much more quickly, thanks to you. Always asking questions...but enough of that. I should get back to my tale about your evil self. When Trunks turned you back into an adult, do you remember your spell of insanity spilling in? Do you recall your head spinning like crazy and a lot of angry outbursts?"

If I could have smacked my head I would have, "Yeah, like it was yesterday."

"It might have been just the fact that you skipped so many years so quickly, but I think that might have been your evil self trying to break out, He was too slow and Old Kai caught him in time while he was releasing your power. A probable reason why your Psi powers were not released right away it seems. He feared that the evil one would break out if you didn't accomplish it slowly, if you get my drift. So until several days ago that was the case. Then I'm sure you remember the rest," he said, giving me a knowing look. Yeah I don't need a reminder of that.

"So, I'm like Buu was with his evil side. I get it. Now...what do we do now?" I asked again.

"Wait, I suppose. We can't do much else at this point, and we can plan. He can't hear us here," Cerebrate suggested.

"I thought we were in my mind somewhere. Why couldn't he hear us?" I asked, looking around.

"He is not connected with you anymore. Think of it like that human condition, multiple personalities. While he is in control, we are up here, but he can't access your thoughts just like you can't access his. We can at least see what he sees, which is what the viewing ball is for. He may have made a critical error by linking with me after I got in here, as I now know everything about him just as I do you. What I don't know, is why," Cerebrate explained, confusing me a little more.

"If you know everything about...us, what's stopping you now? Why aren't you trying to take over my body like before?" I asked. He gave me another eye roll, but he seemed to have more patience then I did at the moment.

"Without bothering to explain our plans again, there are two reasons: First, we didn't wish that. Second, I can't do it, simple enough?"

"I suppose," I said, still not trusting him.

"I could only control the amount of Zerg hormones in your genes before, and honestly I held back quite a bit. None of it would have controlled you at all, just minor influence. You are responsible for your own actions as long as you still control them. What we will do for now is watch. Should he give us a chance to escape and take over again, we will figure it out from there. Don't expect anything for awhile, if ever," Cerebrate said, shifting his hands and feet a bit.

"You know, that is real…" I began as he cut me off.

"Real fuckin encouraging, I know, but it's the way it goes."

I blinked sharply again, "Well, you weren't lying when you said you picked up my traits."

"Duh, and if you were really wondering that much, you could have used your senses to tell if I was lying anyway," he beamed at me. I scanned his energy signature the instant he suggested it, revealing two things. He wasn't lying or evil in feel at all, and he was all Psi at the moment. Earlier I thought I had detected some ki within him as well, at least on the outside. Maybe now that he is locked in here all of it went to my body instead.

"That better?" he asked.

"Slightly, so what all has happened since I've been under? Last thing I recall besides being here was that Terran fleet?" I asked.

"That's something we can do. He is sleeping right now, so his memory is completely open to me. I can show you everything on the globe, and you will be able to sense and feel it all as if you were there, you ready?" Cerebrate asked.

"Do it, I wanna know what this creep has been up to," I said just as the globe flashed so bright that it filled my entire vision.

Interlude: Raynor

"Are you sure about this Artanis? I can at least wax some Zerg with you ya know!" Jim Raynor asked. Praetor Artanis and a few of his guards were escorting Raynor away from their base camp on a small transport glider.

"I know you're willing to help us, but we cannot endanger you anymore than we have, and there's a new problem. The young Saiyan is after us now, and he may not let us escape next time. The Terran encampment we detected should have suitable supplies for a ship to escape undetected. If not, you will need to find your own way to survive out here. It is the harsh reality of this sector while the Zerg are running around. I wish we could help each other more," Artanis explained in a solemn tone.

Raynor frowned at the truth, "All right I'll do it, but I will find a way to pay you back for this Artanis. Rather by helping you directly, or your people in battle, it's the least I can do."

"It is appreciated," Artanis nodded as they approached the outskirts of the small camp. Raynor scowled a bit when he saw Dominion flags up, but he could spot no sign of a ship anywhere. Alarms blared upon their approach, until Raynor hopped off the small hovercraft and put his hands up. Artanis and crew immediately hit the thrusters and vanished into the distance, leaving Raynor alone with nothing but his machine gun to face possible enemies.

"Who are you, soldier? Identify!" A marine ordered as a dozen of them ran up, guns pointed at his head.

"Captain Jim Raynor, number one-seven-nine-eight-six-five-two-three!" Raynor recited immediately. The marine pulled a small computer out and processed the number. When he got confirmation of the number, he jumped back a bit and pulled his gun back up.

"Captain Raynor, you do realize you are an outlaw wanted on several counts of treason and assault? The Emperor wants your head on his desk!" the marine recited as he read. Raynor gulped slightly, but wasn't surprised.

"I realize that, however do you know that Mengsk is dead and so is most of the Dominion fleet?" All soldiers in the area looked up and slightly shocked at this news.

"Impossible, how can the entire fleet be destroyed? Even with the all of the Zerg around here?"

"Check your scanners and your radio, have you had contact with any of them since the invasion?"

"Well no sir, we were put on orders for strict observation of this area of the planet, but we haven't even seen a transport or supply ship for days now. They were overdue yesterday," the marine said, a little more shaken now.

"That is because the fleet was destroyed by the Zerg, and the Emperor was killed as well. General Duke is now in charge according to the transmissions the Protoss intercepted. So, Sergeant, can you honestly say you expect a rescue party any time soon?" The marines began to murmur to each other quietly.

"Sergeant Kline, with Duke in charge, none of us are going home!" One said.

"I know, he'll probably quarantine the planet or something and leave us for the Zerg!" said another.

"Exactly," Raynor continued, "Leaves you fellas in quite a predicament, doesn't it?"

"And what do you suggest Captain, team up with you? We'd be branded outlaws for sure!" Kline said with a tone of disgust.

"It's outlaws or your lives, you got a better idea?" The whole team was whispering about it as well, ignoring the Sergeant and pulling their guns down.

"I don't like this Raynor. Besides a bit more manpower, what help could you possibly bring? We have no ship and no supplies. We're stuck the same as you!"

Raynor grinned slightly, "Do you have any land transports and any SCV's Kline?"

Kline stood up a bit more relaxed, "We have a few transports and a full assembly team here, but not enough supplies to build a manageable ship to get off this rock. This is only an observational mission!"

"Well, you're in luck. In return for lead command and your support, I will provide you with my ship!"

"WHAT? You have a ship here, why aren't you off this rock?!" Kline shouted at him.

"It's a busted ship, but repairable, and I have power and supplies. The only problem is its stuck in the edge of Zerg territory," Raynor explained, getting a slight gasp from the others and a scowl from Kline.

"And you want command as well? I'd sooner drop myself in a lava pit then give command to you. What makes you think any of us would follow the example of you, outlaw?" Kline sneered behind the other marines, who seemed interested to say the least.

"Like I said, it's being stuck here or having a shot at going home. Simple choice, I'd say," Raynor said, stepping forward. Only Sergeant Kline pulled his gun up to meet him, until Raynor walked right by him.

"Well, Kline?" Kline was getting several scowls from his troopers, some giving him the hint that he should give in.

And so he did, "Fine, you have command for now, but I reserve the right to revoke it at anytime, outlaw. Once we are out of this mess, I plan to issue a full court martial upon my report back on Korhal, understand? Captain Raynor?" Kline said, giving a salute now.

"We can worry about that when the time comes. Get your scanning equipment up and running. There will be a short window of opportunity coming up and we need everyone here to be ready to take it!"

-

"Well he does take after Vegeta doesn't he?" The Cerebrate asked as I scowled as the viewing ball flickered to a dim light once again.

"The only quality I can stand about him is the fact that he dismantled your Zerg armies in a heartbeat," I said.

"They aren't mine anymore Verto, you should know that by now."

"And how do I know that? For all I know you could still be lying about everything and the Overmind is just trying to tempt me or what not. All of this is nonsense, hell it's probably just a big act to get me to try and get out of here. Your real purpose here is just to play with my emotions to do that, isn't it?" I wasn't sure why I said all of that, by this time my trained mind wasn't behaving rational and I knew it. I took a deep breath to try to calm down a bit, I wasn't thinking clearly and that wasn't like me at all.

"Once you've calmed down, you should figure out that if that were the case, why would the Overmind be waiting when you're clearly out of the picture and obviously easily within it's grasp at the moment? My true purpose in this realm hasn't been with the Overmind, though my life took form through him," the Cerebrate said with a strange smile on his face.

I went from not thinking clearly to totally confused, "What's that supposed to mean?"

"Listen Verto, you need to realize that you have a bright future ahead. But unless you decide to take that path, you're not going to get anywhere with it. I was sent to be your guide through this particular time. My superior saw that you would struggle with your development and sent me to assist you. However that doesn't mean I'm going to tell you everything you want to know or do anything for you, it's not my place. But I will help you in your time of need," he said in complete truth. I couldn't see any lies coming from this creature now, but I was still very confused.

"Who is your master?"

"Sorry, that is a secret you will have to figure out someday. That someday has to come for your destiny to be realized, just trust my words. As your guide I cannot interfere with any of your actions or choices, I can only offer advice," he said with a distinctive frown on his face. I began to understand what he meant by all this. That and one fact stood out, I was going to be putting up with him for a while.

"So in your time in here, do you take physical form?" I asked, trying to stick a question in which he could answer.

"Not anymore, I will reside in the reaches of your mind. Only summoned when needed or when I choose. Unless of course something changes drastically, but that is out of my hands," he said.

"Well now that we have some of that added to all of this confusion, I'll ask you again. How do we get out of here, or in either case, get loose?" I asked. I promptly fell to the black floor and rubbed my now barely sore behind. I glanced up to see the Cerebrate was now on his own feet, grinning like an idiot.

"You needed only to ask, glad you figured some of this shit out," he said.

I glared sharply, "So you are keeping me up here, why? If you're supposed to be my guide and all…" I began to rant before he held up a hand to silence me.

"No, I am not keeping you up here by any means. When your dark side came out, he took over your body. You will have to find a way to take it back over and purge his presence from your body to be completely free of him. Knowing you, you'll find a way to do it. It won't be easy though, because he is stronger than you are," he said, pausing as he sat against the wall and closed his eyes.

"How can he be stronger? I can understand being equal, but stronger? Based on what?" I asked sharply.

"He feeds off negative emotions, something you Saiyans have been known to use to defeat your enemies. Your greatest weapon in battle becomes your greatest flaw in your mind! Not only that, but when your body was returned to child form by the great dragon Shenron, it was filled with negative energy. It's this energy that has made him stronger than you now that he is free!" Cerebrate said with deep seriousness. I glanced down; he was right about all of it, probably even the dragon wish.

"Well, can't you give me at least a hint on how?" I asked in desperation.

"No, but the answer can't be that far from your view. Oh look, he's awake," Cerebrate said as he pointed to the viewing ball, that had lit up as two eyes had opened, only it showed them as one.

"Great, let's see what he's up to," I said, crossing my arms and watching.

Interlude: Evil Verto

Zerg-Verto rose and stretched slightly, working a few kinks out of his neck. He had slept quite well, something he didn't think was possible. Ever since he could remember, all he had was dark dreams and nightmares, though he was never scared of them. His mind had replayed the events of the past few days a little, but nothing more than a refresher. Once fully awake he refocused himself on the task at hand, given to him the previous night. He reached out and sensed a distant presence of Psi energy, a little faint, but there nonetheless.

"Get ready Zeratul, you and your brethren's destruction is at hand," he grinned. The wall opened up just then and Kerrigan walked in, a darkened frown on her face when she saw he was up.

"I suppose you need something to eat?" she asked in a disgusted tone.

"Not necessary right now woman. What's your issue today?" he sneered back eagerly. Kerrigan was taken aback by the quick response to her gloomy mood, but shrugged it off.

"Just seeing to it that you don't fail today. You-know-who is probably not going to give you another chance to kill off the Protoss on this planet!"

"Oh please, Zeratul and his little band are as good as dead. I may have slightly underestimated them last time, but they stand no chance against my power. Go tell your master that he can expect news of their death soon!" Kerrigan's eyes narrowed, Verto was different today. Arrogant yes, but slightly different.

"Tell me Verto, how did you sleep?"

A clueless expression hit his face quickly, but faded just as fast, "Decent, your floor was a little slimy, and you could make do with a decorator around here," he smirked as he spoke. Kerrigan expected the cocky answer and chose to instead scan his mind a little more while he was speaking, hoping he wouldn't catch on.

Upon picking a very small signal up, she grinned back, "Well that can't be helped, after all I thought you monkeys only cared about fighting?"

Verto growled a little, but kept his resolve, "You're one to talk about that aren't you, with your little bugs running around. Too bad I'm not the exterminator, I'd have an easy time ridding the universe of them! I suppose I could always do that later!" Kerrigan held her breath, hoping he wouldn't pop off on her if she pushed too hard. She wanted him to get a little frustrated, but not too angry just yet, not until the message was sent.

"Want to fight, wench? I could use a little warm up right now!" he dared. Kerrigan frowned, that wasn't the response she wanted to get. Damn he went back to arrogant mode quick, gotta get him angry so they get the message. I suppose I can risk an explosion, she thought to herself.

"I don't fight with worthless monkey tailed children. You have a task to complete. I hope a weakling like you can handle it," she said, crossing her arms with a dark glare to show her seriousness. Verto growled right away, she felt him power up a little bit in result. He kept a dark scowl on his face as he rose and left the room. His left hand emitted a quick burst of energy in the form of lightning. It spiraled around his arm for a second or two before he looked at it in question. The energy faded back quickly as he scratched his head in wonder. Kerrigan remained behind until he left. She smirked a little, the message was received, so he is aware again.

-

"Okay what just happened?" I asked the Cerebrate, who had been watching with a grin. I had felt my other self get angry with Kerrigan for her insult, but I had felt the result.

"Your other side got a little upset, did you feel it?" he said.

"Kind of, yeah, but I haven't felt him at all while up here, other than that little movie you showed me earlier. This felt weird to me though," I said, a little confused about it.

"What did it feel like?" he asked, keeping his beaming grin on me.

"Well, it felt like I could feel my lower left arm again, and some of the air around it," I said, rubbing the back of my head.

"That might be because you did, for a moment that is. Did you feel the energy charge that came with it?"

"Yeah, I did that when I felt it, just to make sure I wasn't dreaming. But about the same time that he calmed down I lost it," I said, looking at my own hands in disbelief.

"And what does that tell you then?" he asked. Geez, it's like asking Mom a question about science, but at least its something I can figure out. I replayed the feeling a few times with surprising clarity, but being locked in my own mind tended to kill off outside distractions.

Then I had the answer, "He got angry, and he lost a little bit of his control didn't he?"

"Yep, you got it! Wow, you do have a brain up here!" Cerebrate exclaimed.

I frowned right away, "Oh shut up, so if he gets angry he loses his control a little. If he gets really pissed off then I can get my body back?"

"Not exactly, but you're on the right track. Since you're other half was never in total control before, he mustn't lose control over his emotions. Couple that with your being awake again and we may have a partial solution to retaking your body!" he said with his continued grin.

"I'll just wait till he's really frustrated. Then I'll try to power up. Right?" I asked eagerly.

"Hold on, there isn't an exact science to this. I'm not completely sure how this is going to work out. First off, if you can disrupt his control, he could just end up back here and then you two will fight for control again. Even if you win, he would still be free in your mind and could disrupt you again."

I thought about that for a second or two, "Well if he's really angry because of something, that should pass to me. And at the very least I can summon my Super Mystic form even up here, that should balance it out enough for me to figure out how to take him down. Then maybe I can just destroy him myself since he would be back in my mind and not on the outside," I said in hopefulness.

"There's another problem with that plan, your recent trials have shown that your mind is in a very weak state and may not respond well to much more disruption. If neither of you can erect control, you may go out of control like many Zerg do when their master Cerebrate is killed. Your body would be on automatic so to speak, and would not be able to respond to any commands you give it, assuming you're still around," Cerebrate said, frowning a little bit.

"What do you mean, I can beat my own dark side. I've done it before in training and real life. No matter how angry I get, I can still find myself quick enough to get control of my actions," I said with a fist raised.

"Maybe before all this you could, but I seriously doubt that you could now. A fight with your dark side isn't like a normal battle. If one kills the other then you may never be even able to think clearly again. Every mind has a balance in its personality and emotions, upsetting that balance can have bad results. It may seem unbalanced now, but really it has only flip-flopped to the other end of things. The only way you could get rid of him and not risk permanent damage is to truly eject him from your body and not your mind. Technically speaking he is already out of your mind and spirit, but if he is to come back here he will be a part of them again. You see he was given so much negative energy that he has a mind and spirit of his own, just not a body. You would have to get him and yourself to the physical plane where he cannot exist and once outside of your body he would vanish like a ghost!" His little speech got me back to confused real quick as I processed that information.

"Wait a sec, isn't he already in the physical plane, running my life at the moment? What would change about that, and even if I got control again. You just said he would be here, what gives?" I asked.

"Don't quite get it yet? Well I'm not surprised; it is a little technical how damaged minds work with emotions sometimes. This goes back to when you should try and regain control. While he inhabits your body right now, he isn't what you would call locked in, not until you are out of the picture as you've seen. He can't kill you either, as this body would go out of control like I have said, perhaps even die. However, if you were to regain enough control and motor function to invade your own body while he is still there, he would not be able to fight you off. The stronger force would win out and be removed. The trick is to cut off his escape rout back here when you would be struggling for control. Do that and his evil spirit would leave you forever," he finished with a sigh like he was out of breath. It didn't help with my confusion, but that use of language had been more than a bit vague.

"How am I going to cut off his escape rout? It's not like there's a doorway sitting around here?" I asked, glancing around in the blackness.

"Part of that I can answer, it goes along with your theory on just powering up. Once angry or distressed enough, he won't know to try to get back here. All you would have to do is overpower him and your body is yours again and he is as good as gone!" Cerebrate said.

"Why didn't you say that before? You're just wasting time!" I said a little loudly.

"What? And make it easy, no way!" he grinned, but then quickly frowned.

"What's wrong? It was your joke," I pointed out.

He seemed distressed about something, "It's not that. I'm not sure you have enough power to do that, and a struggle could be bad as I've said." I shook my head a little, trying to clear up everything he was saying.

"Look, I can tell you're confused, but it will make sense if you let it. You just have to trust my words, and hope that no one else tries to become involved," he said, sitting on the ground.

"What do you mean?"

"With your weakened mind, and limited control while struggling with this evil spirit, anyone else with any mental abilities could try to influence you to their will. Especially if they were watching and waiting for such an event," he beamed at me with a knowing stare.

I quickly deduced who could do that, "The Overmind! That's his plan for me to be under his control!"

"That's somewhat correct. When a Cerebrate has disputes over what it does with its control over the Zerg, the Overmind has an overruling command over them as long as the Cerebrate lives, and the Zerg would do what he says. However, when Zasz was killed, that brood ran out of control, even though the Overmind was pacified for a short time, he could not control them directly anymore. That's just how it is with Zerg, their lack of general intelligence gives them a slight disadvantage to the ladder of command. With other species though, he can directly control their actions against their will if he so chooses. It takes a great amount of energy for him to do such a thing, so it generally doesn't happen. But either way it would be quite dangerous if you and your dark side fought over your body for too long! If a stronger will were put into play though, neither of you would control this body, remember he has that link set up through your tail!"

"Wait a second, from what I could see, this guy didn't really go along with the Overmind at all. He barely respected him if that, why would he go along with that plan unless….he doesn't know," I paused thinking about that.

That evil spirit is Saiyan just like me, and must have his own plans like other Saiyans would, like what to do with our power. The Overmind must have known all of this for a long time, and must have made a bargain or something. That's what it seems like to me, and I haven't really been able to sense much more than the Overmind's energy and his overwhelming will power. He must have been playing with my mind all along, or at least the deepest reaches of it. I know I wouldn't have gone along with a ridiculous control like that, and nor did Vegeta when Babidi had him under his spell.

"I am still figuring out the details myself, but it seems that the Overmind took our own plans and founded his own in the process. I suspect a similar tactic would have been used with Gohan and the other Saiyans. I'm somewhat surprised that neither Kerrigan nor I thought of all that, aside from the killing thing. Remarkable plan," he seemed to be impressed.

"While you're at it, how could he control me if I were killed? I know he did it with Borgos, but how?" I asked, curious.

"Oh that, well it's a little simpler, but the result isn't the best. Basically when one dies, an order of death comes into play with normal beings. The mind dies first, not completely mind you, but enough to remove consciousness and motor functions. The body still has processes for several days, like hair and fingernails, new cells continue to be produced. Until the spirit of the body's owner is removed by death, which can take some time, the body can easily be taken by another. All that remains is jumpstarting everything before the spirit leaves. Once the spirit is gone, the body is useless unless there is technology involved. One can try to take the body and restart it with say some Zerg regenerative help, but without the spirit to power it. The mind is dead and the body doesn't respond to command, only reaction. It would be like taming a wild animal, only the animal would not learn anything in this case. So the dead possessed body cannot be truly tamed, do you understand?" he asked.

"Barely, so he can revive someone somewhat intact as long as he revives them within that small amount of time?" I asked.

"Yes, under his control. Now here's the interesting part as to why it's better for you to be living then not. When one is revived and infested, a choice is then given to the newly revived life. It can either obey commands given to it, or refuse. To this day I can only think of two that did not refuse, one of course was Kerrigan because she was so mad at the Terrans. Refusals will more than likely have its mind stripped away and crippled as I've said, allowing the Overmind to maintain a small command over a barely thinking brain. Then any command is carried out or at least attempted as it was received. There is no real thinking going along with it, just a mindless minion trying to carry it out. The Overmind can insert a temporary will to take the place of the previous owner, but it doesn't last long. Also it generally doesn't know much other than the commands it was given and how to carry them out in the body. So an infested but dead agent is not the best when the agent doesn't want to be commanded, get it?"

"Yeah you really picked up my traits. I'm sure I could make a speech like that at a moment's notice," I said, my voice dripping with all the sarcasm intended.

"Fine, in Lamin's terms: he prefers willing agents to do his bidding. Your other self is barely that at all as you've noticed. So he made a deal that when they are done conquering the Protoss, he would set him free, no strings attached. I seriously doubt that he will finish it that way, and one way or another, you will be killed and tossed away. The other Saiyans may reach the same result, but then he would be able to kill all of them off and none of you would be a threat anymore. Is that a little easier to understand?" he said, frustrated with me now.

"Somewhat, but in summary I have to regain control of my body and mind quickly. Otherwise he could take direct control of my body during the conflict with that dark spirit, is that right?"

"Yes, it's possible, if it isn't too damaged to that out of control point we spoke of earlier. If its too far damaged, you would be like a Zergling without a Cerebrate," he said, musing a bit.

"Great analogy," I said, rolling my eyes slightly.

"Isn't it though? Well now...what do you suppose he's about to do?" he asked. I glanced up at the large viewing ball to see that my evil self was flying somewhere, looked to be some very rugged terrain.

"I think we are about to find out," I said, standing to observe as he came up to what seemed to be a large watchtower made of stone.

I glanced back at the Cerebrate for a moment, "Hey you didn't say who else didn't refuse the Overmind's help after death, who was it?"

"Oh, that was Borgos, believe it or not. Not really sure what his reasons were other than added strength. This was only what I was told though. Since I wasn't involved with his infestation, there easily could have been some tinkering going on. Enough of that for now, he's about to fight the Protoss again!" I sighed as I turned to the viewing ball again, this sounds too confusing to be correct, watch its just some test for me. How I hate being right.

A/N: A little confusing, but the original chapter was worse in that department. So many little twists and ideas, it'll drive me crazy, I can only imagine the effect on you readers. Its okay if your mind is spinning after reading all that, I would think that should be normal. Even after I went through and edited this, this is how I wanted it to look. It will be given easier language later, and any of you with a trace of intelligence probably get the just of it. Back to simpler things next time, like punches and energy attacks, I promise!