"Sh… Shadow Saiyan? What the hell is that supposed to be?!" Prince Vegeta exclaimed as he looked Vegito up and down, taking in all of the physical differences of his new transformation.

A viscious smile curled Vegito's lips. "It's simple. I was a super Saiyan. Actually, I was an ascended Saiyan; super Saiyan two, we call it. Now, I've surpassed that level and become ascended yet again to the form known as a shadow Saiyan. It's interesting, really. My grandfather Goku ascended to a new level, but his transformation took a different form, and resulted in what we call a super Saiyan three. I attained my power through… different means."

"And what means might that be?" King Vegeta questioned. "You mean to tell me that while our entire race has yet to attain the level of super Saiyan, you are now two levels above even that?"

Vegito glared at the King. "Don't question me as though I'm lying. While I was battering Freeza's skull in, the darkness that has laid dormant in my heart came forward. I began feeling it coursing through my body, and for a split second, I felt the opportunity to either accept it or deny it. I believe my choice is obvious."

Prince Vegeta felt the immense power coming from Vegito for a moment before responding. "Fine, boy, clearly your power has increased immensely. Explain to me how Kakarot's transformation could be different, if the level is the same." Vegeta demanded.

"Goku doesn't have an ounce of darkness in his body. He has weaknesses, yes, but he is far from evil. He simply reached the next level in its more… noble state. To reach where I am, you would need both the power to reach the level of super Saiyan three, and the darkness lying in your soul. I am only the second person that I know of to have the power to even be presented the option of which form to take. No one but Goku can even compete with me now."

Vegeta was seething with anger. He had hoped that this boy, his grandson, could be a tool for him. Now, with his even more incredible power, he was concerned that Vegito would aim to take control of the planet. He wondered how it was possible that this child could surpass him in the future timeline as well. With decades of training as his future self, how could this have happened?

The King spoke next. "I can see, by the symbol of our royal family that has appeared on your chest, that you are indeed a member of our bloodline. Explain to me how this is possible."

"Ah, as I explained to my grandfather…" He gestured toward Vegeta. "In my timeline, there were two full blooded Saiyans who wound up on Earth. These Saiyans were known here as Kakarot and Prince Vegeta. Both had families with human women, creating half-Saiyan half-human children. I am the son of Kakarot's daughter and Vegeta's son. You are my great grandfather, King. My true name is Vegito."

The King suspiciously registered Vegito's story. He knew that it was true. It was clear in the boy's eyes that he was being honest and it also made sense with what the King knew. Vegeta and Kakarot were both to be off of the planet during the time when it should have been destroyed. But one worry still plagued him… "So, what do you plan to do with this new transformation?"

"A perceptive question, my King, but I have no intention of overthrowing you or my grandfather. I do, however, demand that you crown me as the prince beneath both of yourselves. I will take over command of the Saiyan army and all decisions must go through my approval before being carried out."

King Vegeta ground his teeth, reluctant to acquiesce Vegito's desires. "You are really asking me to present a stranger to my people as one of their new leaders?"

"Word has already traveled quite quickly about a young man from the future being in your midst. You can simply explain to the people that I am the grandson of Prince Vegeta and that I have destroyed Freeza and will be taking my rightful place as the third in command of this planet. You can say no if you want, but this form, unlike Goku's, does not require me to transform back and forth. This is permanently my power. It takes no additional energy or exertion for me to maintain this state. It's as though I've tapped a limitless well." Vegito's eyes drifted up to meet the King's. He could tell his reluctance was still there, but the facial expression on the King showed that he understood there really was no alternative for him. To Vegito's surprise, Vegeta stepped forward before the King could answer.

"We will accept your conditions. You are correct; this is you rightful place. You were robbed of your birth rite to rule this kingdom because of Freeza, and you have destroyed him and saved this race. It is only proper that you have a place of importance in it. But, understand this… You will show respect to both of us, if not as your grandfathers, as the figureheads who have turned this race into what it is today."

Vegito nodded, accepting these terms. Before leaving the throne room, the royal family put plans in motion for an announcement and coronation ceremony to take place the next day. Vegito walked down the halls toward his new quarters; a much larger and more appropriate room for the new Saiyan prince. As he walked, he relished in his new power. He stretched his hand before him and closed it into a fist and noticed that his whole body felt as though it was tingling. He wondered if the power was just so intense, and so constant, that his very nerves were being electrified by it. All thoughts of his life in the future were lost to him now. The goodness that had been in his heart, triumphing for so long over the evil, was now almost nonexistent within him. Only thoughts of brutality and power consumed him.

He finally entered his new room which had been decorated in hues of lush reds and golds. The royal Saiyan symbol that adorned his chest could be found scattered throughout the décor in the room. He looked out the window and was met with a stunning view of the planet. Directly beneath the palace was the main Saiyan city, bustling with the activity of hundreds of Saiyans. Vegito admired the women not only for their looks, but also for their ability to take care of themselves. Any wife that he found here would be worthy to be his and would not need the constant emotions and protection that a human wife would have required. He smirked grotesquely. 'Any of these women will want to be mine after I am crowned as the next prince of the Saiyans.' A knock came at the door, awaking Vegito from his thoughts.

It was Mato. "Sir? I wanted to go over the current state of our forces, if you have a moment. The King told me you would be the head of our army now and that I should report directly to you. I have always been the first in command reporting directly to Prince Vegeta and the King in the past, so I have all of the information you'll need."

Nodding, Vegito waved his hand to a nearby table with two chairs and Mato sat. He began laying out several papers while Vegito took his seat across the table. Mato looked up curiously for a moment, appearing to want to ask something.

"Yes, Mato? What is it?"

"Well, sir. I was wondering, so… Does this mean you are planning to stay here permanently? The King also mentioned to me that there would be a coronation for you tomorrow."

"Yes, that is my plan. Why?"

"I suppose I'm just surprised. I understood you wanting to come back in time and save the race of the Saiyans, but why leave everything you had behind?"

Vegito's eyes narrowed. "I haven't left anything behind. The planet I lived on was becoming a boring waste of time. I knew I was getting close to surpassing even both of my full blood Saiyan grandfathers and there were no new threats to challenge. I want to be a part of, no, the leader of, the conquest of planets and the entire universe."

"Why couldn't you have conquered planets in your timeline, though? It seems that you have more than enough power that you don't even need the rest of us."

"You're right. I don't really need the rest of the Saiyans to accomplish my goals, but it will make it much quicker." He stared at Mato in a way that silently told him the conversation was over. The truth was that Vegito knew if he tried to conquer the universe in his time that his family would get in his way. While he would have had little trouble defeating most of them, and he believed he might have a good chance at his grandfathers as well, he would have no choice but to kill them. Even now, with his heart and soul consumed by darkness, the glimmer of good left inside of him would not allow him to even consider killing his family. At least, not the forms of them he knew, in his timeline.

"Mato…"

"Yes, sir?"

"The first planet I want to conquer is Earth."