Kakerot's uproarious laughter filled large hall even as the crimson flames licked higher. Greedily devouring the polished Noma wood with a hunger bordering that of Kakerot himself. His eyes glittered like those of a demon, soaking in the savage joy of the unleashed flames. It ate away at the wood in short order, it ate away at the bodies too. Slumped over the floor where they had tried to flee, their backs showed the burn marks where he had cut them down as they ran. His lips curled back even at the thought, killing running cowards was almost as much fun as fighting a good battle. Almost. Kakerot had had very few good fights in the intervening years since his return. It was almost as if his old body welcomed him back, or if his soul was trying to prove its superiority over the whelp's. Whatever the reason, Kakerot's power had grown at an astounding rate. Fire licked up around him but the Saiyan ignored it, confidant in his ability to shield himself via Ki. Kakerot liked fire, the all powerful flames appealed to him, he felt a kinship with them. Burn through your enemies and never look back. Leave nothing standing behind you, never retreat, never surrender. These words, he lived his life by. And what a life! A warrior's life, a Saiyan life! He moved from planet to planet, killing whole species for the fun of it. Ironic really, what Vegeta had done for Frieza, and his whole race before him, Kakerot did for fun. But not for Frieza, Kakerot served no one but himself. He could still remember the first time he had heard of that jumped-up lizard.
The alien twitched, moaning slightly to itself as it nursed its broken arm, fractured ribs and probably fractured skull as well. Kakerot touched down on the ground before it, light as a feather. His aura surged gently around him, as if to prove his superiority. His hands were bloody.
" You-" stuttered the alien between pained gasps of breath, " you damn Saiyan. I thought we were rid of all your kind long ago!"
Kakerot cocked his head sideways, feigning interest. He would live the small alien talk for a while before killing it, allowing hope to build up that he would allow it to escape. The crushing despair when it realized this was untrue was always a real treat for Kakerot.
" My kind?" He said, his tone conversational, " Saiyans, you mean. I'm not like any Saiyan you ever met."
The alien spat a mixture of blood, broken teeth and saliva , " You're just like every Saiyan I ever met. A bloodthirsty brute."
" Oh really? If I were a brute, would I be talking to you or killing you?"
" A brute that can hide its nature is still a brute, you're going to kill me, I see it in your eyes."
" You're smarter than you look," said Kakerot, " but then that is not very hard. You look exceedingly stupid."
The alien laughed sarcastically, " Joke all you want, but Lord Frieza's going to kill you eventually, just like he did to your planet!"
This did get Kakerot's interest, from what he had learned, Planet Vegeta was supposedly destroyed by a meteorite. Hardly a likely tale, in Kakerot's opinion. Even the weakest Saiyan ought to be able to deflect or destroy any meteorite. Perhaps this ''Frieza'' might give him some answers.
" Frieza had a hand in that, huh? I thought it was done by a meteorite."
The alien -- Tibo, laughed, knowing it was the last laugh he would ever have. Pain pounded through his small form, bones cried out for attention, flesh was bruised and ruptured, one lung was pierced by a bone-splinter and he thought the other might be filling up with blood. In short, he was going to die.
" Foolish Saiyan. Your world, your people, your entire species was destroyed by Lord Frieza. There never was a meteorite. It was all a trick!" He laughed again, a hacking, wet sound more akin to a gurgle.
Kakerot's cold smirk filled the dying alien with fear, " I always knew that something else had to have happened. A meteorite taking out the Saiyans? Too unbelievable. No, I can finally put that mystery to rest."
Tibo gaped at the madman before him. He had just been told his entire species had been murdered, that his whole way of life had been wiped out by a single man. His response? A smirk!
" You are not sane..." Muttered the alien, trying to back away from the Saiyan.
" Sanity is something that I found depends heavily on your point of view," said Kakerot, walking slowly towards the alien over the bodies of the natives.
" Frieza will kill you!" Blurted Tibo, as his left leg failed in a flash of agony, he fell to his knees, teeth gritting to drown out a scream.
Kakerot's calm smirk never left his face as he said, " Maybe, but I don't think he'd notice your death, maybe if I killed one of his high-ranking warriors I'd draw his attention but you, you are just an insect. A worm to be crushed under my boot."
Tibo slumped to the ground, green blood pooling around him, Kakerot looked disappointed for a second, gave the body a kick just to be sure. He died before I was ready, I hate it when that happens.
Kakerot extended his senses, searching the planet for any signs of life. Surely there was something left to kill on this dump of a world.
Since that day, Kakerot had observed Frieza's empire. He worked for a while as a wandering mercenary, fought with one of Frieza's squads Frieza Planet 924, formerly Genos. Why did he put so much effort into finding out all he could about the man who had destroyed his species? Honestly, he didn't know. It wasn't vengeance, he felt nothing but contempt for anyone who died like that, died because they were not strong enough to survive. Maybe it was the challenge, Kakerot hardly ever had a real challenge nowadays, the thrill of taking on someone so much more powerful than him was a pleasure that Kakerot felt just as keenly as Goku had once done.
Now, it was drawing close to the time where he would be powerful enough to act openly against Frieza. As the flames ate away at the room around him, equally strong fires burning in his heart, he looked forwards to the coming battle, not due to some petty vengeance but for the thrill of the fight! He wanted to beat Frieza because Frieza was supposed to be the strongest in the universe.
Growing bored of the dancing flames, he left the burning hall via blowing a hole in the wall. Outside, the air was cold, the trees grew lushly, birds chirped happily. However it wasn't all bad -- the ground was littered with the bodies of those who had tried to stop him. Kakerot summoned the Ki power from deep within his soul, blasting into the sky, he blazed across the planet. There was nothing left, nothing sentient at any rate, he'd smashed the cities, crushed the towns, slaughtered the people. It was good to be a Saiyan.