Author's Notes- I don't own Dragon Ball Super. The show and manga are created by Toei Animation, Funimation, and Akira T. Here is the next chapter. Answer this question, if you want to write your thoughts in the review box, after reading this chapter. "Do you want a Cabba's Outrageous Missions remake?" I have been thinking of remaking my first two stories, but I have to deal with a whole lot of new story ideas this year. If you say yes, then I will think about it. For now, enjoy the chapter!

Caulifla and Kale What IF: Chapter Thirty- "Super Saiyan Training?"

Planet Sadala, SDF Headquarters in North City (Age 779)...

Feel this pain and let it activate you...

Those were the words of a proud man. His name was Vegeta and he showed me greater power above our normal standards on Planet Sadala. Mostly, Saiyans aren't used in anger to get powerful. We thought that being too emotional could get in the way of our evolution. It would make us miserable, grumpy, and spiteful towards other races, who we think are below us. Anger was one emotion I had not felt in years. Hell, I haven't felt it, when I was a baby. I was as calm, as any other Saiyan here. That is until Vegeta came along and changed it. He said that a Saiyan's pride is what drives us into becoming stronger. I didn't believe it at first, but he showed me without warning. He punched me, kicked me, and even tortured me to the brink of giving up. He then made a horrible mistake of going for my family and friends on Planet Sadala, if I don't show respect in the battle. The thought of my family, the ones I care about the most on Sadala, gone from me, snapped my calm demeanor. I didn't have to react long to know that if anyone messes with them, I wouldn't be happy about it Then...this feeling called anger took over my mind. I couldn't think properly. It felt like I did not have control of my body. I felt warm, yet hot at the same time. My head hurt from some kind of new power. All of those pains going on in my body were all there, but I didn't care for them. It matters to me that I take him down immediately! I did, yet Vegeta said that he was just training me to become a Super Saiyan. A Super Saiyan? I saw it for myself during the tournament, surprised that the Saiyans over on the Seventh Universe has a form. A form we don't have. Being the first one to achieve it is wild, but it's great. I did lose the fight, but Vegeta promises that he will come to Sadala soon. Probably to meet the king, but mostly to train me. Hence why I have to keep calling him master, so that he can accept the offer, when it gets here. For now, I have to deal with two important things: Doing my job as the SDF ace elite and training my Super Saiyan form. Master said that anger activates the form, so to control it from coming out, I have to stay calm at all times. However...it has been hard. Why?

Because recently, King Sadala made a treaty with the queen of Planet Sector. The planet has been in a long war with their enemy race, The Cyraxians. They, along with us, the Saiyans, join forces, so that we can stop the war from escalating any further. There's nothing wrong with joining forces with a race. Right? Well...I forgot to tell you that they act differently than we do. They do have this "pride" Master told me about, for which is starting to rub a certain nerve on me. They think that the Saiyans are becoming weak by how they protect the universe and not respecting their power as is. I don't believe in the crap they spill out of their mouths, but I have to ignore them. They'll just anger me more if I listen to them. I go through my missions as normal, trying to use my new power level to finish up monsters and threats as quickly as possible. I'd even got asked to be a new leader of a new group of new soldiers at headquarters. That could be a good opportunity for me to share my skills with the next generation, but I will have to pass on it. Why am I doing this? Because I have to focus on controlling Super Saiyan. That's why. I'm now in the cafe area, enjoying lunch. Even though we don't have pride, we still have a huge appetite. A pile of meat, vegetables, and sides will do me good for today. I sit on an open table area for me to eat. Before I could dig in, I see one sectorian female walking up to here. She's new around here and...and...s-she looks so beautiful. With that long, black hair, black eyes, and dark skin color under her black outfit, she might be the one for me.

[Sits on the table with Cabba] "Hey, there. Can I sit here with you?"

"Y-Yes. Y-You can." [Blushes hard]

"Oh right! I haven't told you my name. Romaine is my name. You?"

"M-My name is Cabba."

"Cabba? Oh! You're that Saiyan elite around here. I've heard you'd unlocked a new form. A form that no Saiyan has ever heard before. What is it called?" [Raised her eyebrow at Cabba, while chewing on a fruit]

"I-It's called Super Saiyan. I'd learned it from a Saiyan. He's from another universe, not like ours. Universe seven."

"Universe seven? What a weird way to start an origin story. So, this Super Saiyan form? What does it look like?"

"Well..." [Chews on a piece of meat] "It's different from what we used to transform into. Back then in the early thousand-year era, we used to transform into giant apes, whenever we look at a full moon. Thanks to our evolution, we were able to remove our tails, in which we soon forgot about it, and live on Sadala with the best intentions."

"I have heard of the history behind your people. It's interesting to hear this from a smart ace like you."

[Blushes more] "Oh...T-Thank you."

"Anyway, the captain does want you to train the new line of Saiyans and sectorians soon. He has heard of what this tournament has done for you."

"Really? I keep telling him that I'm not ready for the job yet. I have to deal with how to control this new form."

"Why is that? Is there a catch in being in that form?"

"There is. This Saiyan, who taught me the form, told me that anger is the activation key to being a Super Saiyan. I got angry for the first time after he threatened to kill my family and Sadala. Only if I didn't fight him back. " [Looks away worriedly] "Anger is something new to me. If I don't control this, then who knows what the form could do around innocent people."

"Oh... So anger is the way to unlock the form?" [Rubs her chin in thought] "Maybe I could teach you a bit of how to manage it."

"What!?" [Looks at Romaine]

"Yeah. I know of a good therapist that teaches sectorians how to manage their emotions. Now, I don't have all of the answers, but this therapist, who just moved to North City, will help you."

"She can help me with my problems."

"Yes. Trust me. All sectorian females tell the truth from their pretty lips and sexy hips."

"Yes..." [Blushes harder] "They do."

"Hah! If it ain't the ace of all the f***ing Saiyans!?" [Walks up to Cabba and Romaine with his guys] "I've heard a lot from others that you're the s***! Well, too bad! Because I'm going to be the next best hotshot!"

"Terrance..." [Rolls her eyes, before annoyingly looking at Terrance] "What makes you the best around here?"

"Because bitch, I have skills of all sectorian soldiers combine! I can take down the best Saiyan they have here and be on top of their asses! That's how I'm gonna do it." [Smirks down at Cabba] "And this skinny mother-f***er is the strongest?"

"Yes, sir." [Stands up, seriously looking at Terrance] "I have the responsibility of what a true Saiyan has. His pride."

"Pride!? PRIDE!? Hahaha! Don't make me laugh my lungs out from believing in that response! Saiyans have pride!? I will not see it if it were true! Saiyans are goodies helpers! That's all they have on their s***! We have the pride and you, my man, are just there to be some captain's bottom bitch! So, if I were you, I better leave here and go back to our excuse of a family. Got it?" [Leaves the two pridefully with his guys]

[Fist shakes in little anger] (That guy...Making fun of how Saiyans should act!? I'll make him pay for it!) [Hair flickers bits of golden from increasing power and rage]

"Cabba! Your hair is flickering some kind of golden yellow color."

"Huh?" [Calms down a little] "Sorry. Maybe I should meet this therapist later. What is the therapist's name?"

"Her name is June and she lives in North City. On the left side, to be exact."

"Thanks, Romaine." [Walks out of the cafe area with his lunch]

North City, June's Therapy Center (Fifteen Minutes Later)...

After checking the board for any missions, I flew to where June's therapy center is. I have to make sure this Super Saiyan power is under control. Otherwise, it will lose itself and me being a vengeful person is not my character to follow. I see a big dome-shaped tent in between two tall cylinder-shaped buildings. It has the sign, "June's Therapy Center" in bold. This must be the place. I land at the entrance, before knocking on the door. The door opens, revealing an average tall sectorian woman with a light yellow sundress with sunflowers. She smiles at me, expecting me to be here. "Hello. You must be Cabba. Right? I have been hearing a whole lot of you from other soldiers" said June, who flicks back a long bang covering her right eyebrow. I nod, saying that everyone has know what I have done to protect this universe from evil. "That is splendid of you. Come in, come in! I have to give you a pre-test, before we begin the therapy session" said June, as she and I enter the tent. Seeing the area is all child-friendly, but it isn't. Adults come here to relieve their negative sides, as well as children. I sit on a comfortable chair with the softest cushions I have ever felt, watching June get something from her tall drawer. She pulls out a big packet of papers for me to write. Is that the pre-test I have to do? June places the slightly heavy packet on her desk, saying that to have an official therapy session with her, I have to complete this pre-test first. It makes sense. She has to know what my problems are and how they are triggered. It took me a while to get it done. About twenty-five minutes, due to how thick the packet was. I turned in the test to June, waited for her to respond to the results, and she smiles back at me for the reaction.

"A Super Saiyan? I've heard of the legend of one, where a Saiyan gathered enough energy to destroy planets. When that power overtook him or her, the power exploded the being. All these years, the legend has been called a myth recently. From what you described the form, it's not the description I could see as 'Legendary'" said June, as she points to where I had written the description. "Yes. A Saiyan from the seventh universe taught me the form. He and another full-bloodied Saiyan mastered the form perfectly and even unlocked new forms. Including a one with blue hair and godly ki," I said, as I think to when Vegeta turned into that blue-haired form. It was a marvel to see before he knocked me out. Before I passed out, his words stuck to me. Feel this pain and let it activate you...Those words are still rattling in my head. Remembering that moment is like the rest of the other memories, but it's stronger. Stronger than the many, many hard missions I had to deal with. June continues by saying that she might have a solution in how to fix my issue. From then on, I would go to June's center every Friday through Sunday, if I don't have a mission that took long off-world. She would teach me about self-care, anger being a positive and negative tool in the real world, and how to control my Super Saiyan form. At first, I think I have a better understanding of how Master and the other Saiyan were able to control the form. That is...I lost control. And it was in the worst way possible.

One Week and a Half Later (Cabba's Quarters)...

{Cabba puts away his armor}

"Today was an easy one. Five missions were just retrieved and returned with specific items. Maybe the new captain should give elites harder missions to do this week. Make it a bit difficult." [Looks at a nearby mirror] "June's therapy session is getting into me. I'm mostly calm, my power is flowing through my body like never before, and my temper is averagely tempered. I think I can master this Super Saiyan form okay." [Makes a confident smile] (And once I've done that, I can get Master to teach me those other forms he mentioned. Especially the blue form. Which will be extremely useful in monitoring the universe from crime.)

{Knock! Knock!}

"Got it!" [Opens the door, seeing Terrance] "Oh, Terrance. What brings you here?" [Raised his eyebrow]

"Janet said that I have been a bit...rude to you lately. Calling your name and so what. As 'punishment', she wants me to apologize to you. So, Can I come into your stanky room?"

"O-Of course. Come in." [Welcomes Terrance in] "How were your missions?"

"Stupid as f***! Janet cut me off of the good s*** and kept me here! Because of my attitude!"

"Well...you do think of yourself as above the rest of the soldiers here. Maybe it's time that you realize that there will be other soldiers stronger than you."

"Like you?" [Aggressively looks at Cabba] "You are not the best soldier with that nappy ass body of yours!"

"Looks don't matter when it comes to strength. It's how you manage to control your power and skills in battle is what matters."

"Oh, yeah!? Well, how about we fight this s*** out!?" [Gets into position]

"What!? W-We can't fight in the quarters. The captain made this rule so that there wouldn't be any damages around headquarters." [Nervously backs up]

"I don't care about some rules! I want to see how strong you are. Hearing the rumors from the other weak soldiers makes me want to see if you are the big deal. Now, come on!"

"I'm sorry! I can break a rule! And you were supposed to apologize to me as your punishment!"

"Okay! I will apologize if you beat me in this short-ass battle. Now, fight me, bastard!"

"Ah...I can't. I have been through therapy, missions that weren't that hard, to begin with, and I need some rest. Whether or not you apologize or not, I'll tell Janet that you at least tried to. Now, leave."

"For real!? Bull-s***! Fight me now, or else!"

"Or else what?"

"Or else I'll target that bitch you have eyes on!" [Smiles wickedly]

"Romaine?" [Eyes widened at Terrance] "You mean her?"

"Hell yeah! If you don't fight me, then she is going to get what's coming to her! Hard!"

"Don't go near her! She isn't a part of this! You leave her out of this!" [Angrily stares at Terrance]

"Are you going to fight me!?"

"No! I'm warning you to stay away from her!"

"Ohh! I'm getting scared by a nappy, skinny boy! If you don't fight me here, Romaine will get a whole world of pain! I'll make sure your family, Romaine, and that master you keep talking about as of late! What was his name? Vegeta? What a dumb-ass name!"

"Don't make fun of Master!" [Face gradually turning red, fist-clenching hard, and arms shaking in building rage]

"Or what!? You're going to fight me!? That's what I am trying to do! That master of yours is not real. You'd probably thought of him during that tournament, and this seventh-universe crap is fictional! DON'T YOU SEE!? Your weak determination in being the strongest here is messing with your s***!"

"...It's not real! It's all happened!" [Face steaming red, hair begins to flicker golden yellow, and eyes flicker blue]

"Fight me, bastard! FIGHT ME! Hahahahahaha!"

{SNAP!}

"DON'T EVER MAKE FUN OF ME! EVER!" [Turns super Saiyan and charges at Terrance] "RGH!"

This rage...this wrathful tension in my arms...the stinging feeling of my fist pounding on Terrance's body...and how red the scene looks is how pure anger is released. Hearing all of those comments got me into a really bad mood. I couldn't continue hearing this from this dark bastard! He must PAY for what he said about my life! I am not weak! Master is real! And NO ONE! And I mean NO ONE! HURTS ROMAINE! I continued to pound his face, his arms, his feet, and his chest until I pinned him to the floor. I punched a right and left hook across his face, seeing blood spilling out of his mouth. As well as his nose and wound areas. I'm not used to being savage-like, but when it comes to my life as a Saiyan, I have to let it all out. June will be disappointed in hearing this, but I had no choice. Terrance is a bully and must be taught a lesson! I soon went for the right leg, punching it so hard that its bone breaks on impact. Hearing Terrance squeal in pain is enough for me to put on a small smile. He was getting his just desserts! He wanted this to happen. He kept pushing me to the breaking point! The rage in my head wants me to continue this slaughter until that bastard couldn't move anymore! Couldn't fight anymore! Couldn't breathe anymore! I wanted him DEAD!

Feel this pain and let it activate you...

You act more to what the king is. Always caring for his people.

Is that so? Maybe next time we can meet face to face. Promise me that?

Sure do!...

After punching Terrance in his bloodied-up face, I paused. Master's voice coming up made me wonder why I'm doing this. Anger is beneficial to strength, but...all of those comments. The rants. And the threats. They were blocking from what I was trying to do for a week now. I was trying to suppress the anger so that I can control the Super Saiyan form better. I had let myself down. Worst...I'd let Master down. I powered down to my base form, getting off of Terrance, who goes unconscious from me beating him. He's not going to be in missions for a month, by how I broke his leg and his face being. I should have left the room and walked away, but no! I had to listen to his threats and snap! Ah...I should be punishing myself, but this would mean that I...I can't say it. I need to talk to June again, but for now. I have to take Terrance to Janet so that he can be healed. I think he deserved his punishment well. Before I do go there...I have to make a threat to him. Just in case he tries to do anything stupid ever again. A few minutes later, I dropped Terrance to Janet's office with a note on his chest. It says, "Terrance...You are wrong about me. I might look skinny, but being powerful is what makes me an elite. Master is real and will come here for a visit. And when he does...and I tell him of what you said about him...you are going to be sorry. So, think hard about the apology. And I mean HARD! Get this through your thick skull and think! Don't mess with Master, Romaine, and especially me. Pride is what I have by my side. It gives me strength". I hope this can get a real message to him. It's bad for me to write threats like those, but when it comes to him, it's acceptable.

Cafe Area (Three Weeks Later)...

After the incident, I was able to get back in control of my emotions and practice the super Saiyan form properly. As for Terrance, he is fine, but since he broke the rule of not fighting in quarters (because he started it), he is suspended from off-world missions for a month. As for me, I managed to meet with Master again, but it was during a baseball game on his Earth. It was still nice seeing him again. It was better for me in joining him in the game, until it got chaotic with the two gods fighting each other. June was a nice enough woman to keep me in check with my progress. She was the one who got me into such relaxing methods, like meditation and mindfulness. The best part of this is that me and Romaine are now a thing. We go on dates after missions, we talk about our days, and we decided to live in each other's quarters. My quarters, that is. I am a pretty lucky guy. Mother always says that politeness towards the best and worst moments can bring out the good in us. I think the politeness was referring to me. Before I can ask Romaine about our next date, I got a call from Vados, the angel to Lord Champa. She states that another tournament is about to begin in a couple of days. She wants me to pick out more Saiyans strong enough for the universe six teams. There are going to be ten of us against seventy other fighters within 48 minutes. I begin to sweat in nervous tension, as this might be the hardest tournament ever. Not only that but if we lose, our universe will get erased for good. Now, this is where I have to use my super Saiyan form for good. Protecting my universe is my primary goal. Family, Romaine, and friends are last, but they also matter to me most. Now, I have to find a powerful Saiyan to join the team. How about Master? No! I don't mean Vegeta. I mean my other master, Renso. Sure, he is retired, but he was the strongest in the elite group. Maybe he can get out of retirement for one day and join our team. I hope.

The end.