Chapter 26 – finally the thing most of you have been asking for: revenge! And Mcube, thank you for your concern, I've given it quite a great deal of thoughts too, but I think it worked out.

The crewmembers around him tried their best to hide themselves as they could clearly see Vegeta's anger by his lashing tail. 'Kakarrot!' The third class idiot dared think he, the prince of all saiyans, had raped the woman!? 'You did consider it once,' an annoying voice in the back of his head whispered, making his tail lash even more. Yes, he had, but he had not been in his right mind. At the time he had felt like he had a great reason to do so, but later he had recognized it to be nothing more than a desperate attempt to get back some honor he hadn't lost. But to hear a fellow warrior could even think him capable of such a low act was shattering his pride even more than considering the act himself. He had to muster all his self-control to not go into the medicroom and tear the younger saiyan apart until only dust was left of him. And as the woman's story went on and Kakarrot ended up sitting in the bed with her on his lap while she was sobbing into his chest, Vegeta felt how his vision began to darken but by what he did not know.

As he was about to lose his senses completely he heard a cry of pain before Kakarrot yelled: "We need a doctor! She passed out, please hurry!" Vegeta stood in the medicroom milliseconds later hauling the unconscious woman out of the other saiyan's grab. He kicked Kakarrot off the bed before laying her carefully down, letting the medics do their job.

The four-armed, white-skinned alien looked at him with eyes clearly telling him to leave the room. Vegeta did just so, but not before grabbing Kakarrot's arm to drag the protesting saiyan along. As soon as the door closed behind them he pushed the other man against the opposite wall and bared his teeth, snarling in the back of his throat. "What did you do, Kakarrot?" he spat and flicked the fingers on his free hand in order to not make a ki-ball and smash it through the skull of the clearly shaken man.

"Hey, Vegeta, come on, I didn't do anything! Didn't you look the whole time?" Goku was confused by all the things he had just been told by his childhood-friend and to suddenly see her go limb in his arms before being ripped away by the man, who were now threatening him had made him even more diffuse. "She just suddenly passed out, why would I do anything to harm her?"

"How would I know, I cannot think as you lowlife third class sorry excuse of a saiyan!" He looked at the other man with disgust; Bulma had just passed out while being sick with some outer-space infection during her pregnancy – and Kami, did he know how hard a hybrid-pregnancy could be on a human, he had almost lost Chi-Chi during her pregnancy – and yet Vegeta was still trying to show off?

"I didn't do anything! And stop that bullshit, Vegeta. Bulma is hanging in by the nails and you keep going on about your status, but let me tell you one thing: Even though I am the strongest man on Earth I could do nothing to help my wife as she was about to die by the stress of carrying my child. My son was about to kill my wife while still in her womb, and your daughter is probably about to get the act done by the help of that infection." He was about to take in a breath to give Vegeta another piece of his mind but was stopped as a fist hit his jaw and broke it. A raw yell of pain escaped his lips as he stumbled to the ground after Vegeta let go of him.

"You dare speak to me like that again and I will kill you once more, Kakarrot." Goku could tell the prince was serious and did nothing more than touch his broken jaw to check how bad it was. "Now tell me, what did the woman say about the people who killed off the boy?"

He looked at older saiyan and spoke quietly to try not to make his jaw hurt more than necessary: "So you really did not listen while we spoke."

"I was distracted by one of the crewmembers," Vegeta lied, not wanting to admit his… anger had made him lose focus. He could see the doubt in Kakarrot's eyes but chose to ignore it. "So tell me," he demanded.

"I will do more than tell you," he said and got up. "I will personally show you the way to them."

"Man, do you think we will ever see Goku again?" Krillin looked into the sky where he had seen his friend leave the planet's surface in a spacecraft some hours ago. He and Yamcha had decided to stay where the saiyans had taken off even though Piccolo had left after telling them to not expect Goku to return anytime soon.

"He can handle himself, but I hope he can get back Bulma!" Yamcha was about to say more as Goku and Vegeta suddenly stood before him and Krillin. "Goku, what happened?" he asked, clearly ignoring how Vegeta was standing just beside the normally happy-go-lucky saiyan and sending him evil glares.

"Bulma is alive and well," Goku said and received a short glance from Vegeta but Krillin and Yamcha didn't notice it. "But there are some issues keeping her at Vegeta's ship, I can't…"

"What issues?" Yamcha cut Goku off and looked at Vegeta. "I bet he's the one forcing her to be there for reasons only Kami knows!"

Krillin saw the glances the two saiyans sent in Yamcha's direction; Goku's was annoyed where Vegeta's was showing his deadly intent if Yamcha did not watched his tongue. "Hey, Yamcha, shut up will ya?" he said in an attempt to save his friend from the prince's wrath. "Goku was about to say something."

"I can't tell you what it is," he said and looked at Yamcha, clearly telling him to keep silent. "But right now Vegeta and I have some business, don't try to follow us you guys." He touched his jaw briefly, talking made it hurt like hell.

Krillin looked at Goku and could almost not recognize his life-long friend; he had never seen him this serious outside of battle. "Goku, you're not planning on letting him kill whoever he wants, do you?" When he wasn't answered he added: "Hey man, say something Goku. You're making me nervous!"

As Krillin saw into the eyes of Goku, when he turned his head, he knew the answer to his question. Without knowing who the people were, Krillin knew for sure they were dead. Something had happened while Goku had been at the ship with Vegeta. The look in Goku's eyes was something Krillin had never seen before; pure hatred and blood-thirst. If Vegeta didn't kill those people Goku would, he was sure of it.

Vegeta looked at the man in front of him as they made their way towards the city the woman had pointed out. He had recognized the look in Kakarrot's eyes; pure saiyan hatred. If not the younger saiyan had been the only one to know where to go, Vegeta would have killed him off for showing such protectiveness towards the woman. It was his son, who had been killed, not Kakarrot's! They came to a halt and started to decent on top of a grey building, which was neutral in the city made of many buildings looking almost identical. "Are you sure this is the place, Kakarrot?"

"Positive."

The orange-dressed figure walked towards a hatch and opened it. He was about to walk down the stairs when Vegeta stopped him. "Why did you lie about the woman's condition?"

Before turning his head Goku said: "I don't want to see my friend dead by your hand once again." He could see the questions in Vegeta's eyes and elaborated: "Yamcha still thinks he and Bulma is a couple; telling him how Bulma is almost dying on your ship right now would make him do anything to try and get to her." He didn't want to waste any more time explaining himself – the sooner he and Vegeta got to their target the sooner Vegeta would leave Earth alone. At least that's what he tried to tell himself, but the blood pumping through his veins, singing in his ears, told him he wanted to kill the people responsible of Bulma's pain as much as Vegeta.

"No he wouldn't," Vegeta said and snorted, much to Goku's surprise. It almost sounded as if he knew Yamcha personally by his tone. "In the other timeline the woman chose to dump that scarred bastard after she caught him with another woman. Why should he be any different now?"

"Maybe losing her made him realize how much he loves her." Goku watched how the other man's face in a brief second cringed in anger before it was back in its normal folds. He could clearly tell how possessive the saiyan prince was towards Bulma but Goku was certain Vegeta most likely never would admit it to himself. "Did we travel all this way just to talk?" he said and pushed away the gloved hand in front of him.

They walked down the staircase, both paying great attention to the ki's around them. It seemed like no one had noticed the two strangers entering the building until Goku opened a door and was met by ten pairs of eyes.

"Who are you?" a woman said and got out of her chair. Vegeta focused on her instantly, surprised to recognize her voice from the woman's memories. Whatever she had told Kakarrot had been accurate enough to lead them straight to his targets.

"Shouldn't your question be what are you, Saki?" he asked. He snorted when she was clearly surprised by hearing her name. She really had been stupid enough to tell her real name, he had been quite sure it was a fake but had still wanted to test it. "Or is the newest fashion at this mudball artificial tails?" He loosened his tail from his waist and let it sway lazily behind him. He smirked as all the people in the room gasped by the sight of it. "What would you do if you got hold of an alien? Or if a human conceived a hybrid?" He decided to cut straight to the point, eager to start what he had planned to do.

"We don't know what you're talking about," Saki said and started to reach towards a phone. "We are doing a research on a new type of cancer-treatment, and if you do not leave at this instant I will call the gua…" The rest of her sentence drowned in a scream of pain as Vegeta had grabbed her hand and broken her wrist.

"Ooops, I didn't know you were this fragile. My bad." He let go of her before crushing the phone with his tail. "But I tend to snap when people lie to me." He could see out of the corner of his eye how Kakarrot stopped one of the other humans, who tried to get out of the room. "Try again; what would you do?"

"Observe it," she cried as she grabbed her wrist. Her cry of pain grew even louder as her shoulder broke by a single blow from Vegeta.

"I hate it when people keep lying to me." He let the crying woman be and walked to the nearest man. "You wouldn't lie to me, now would you?" The man shook his head no. His face was as grey as the building they were inside. "What would you do?"

"W… We would abort the child. It would only lead to the destruction of the human race if hybrids were born. They would not have a purpose to mankind," the man blabbered, as if elaborating his answer would keep him from harm. Vegeta was pushed aside and the man was suddenly floating in the air, only supported by Goku's hand on his neck.

"My Gohan has done much more to save mankind than you will ever do!" Goku could see the man's face turn from gray to blue and he was oddly satisfied by the feeling of the man's pulse becoming weaker. A low thud sounded as the now unmoving body of the scientist hit the floor. A man sobbed and two of the women cried softly but none of the saiyans cared; all they focused on was the rush of their blood as the knowledge off the kill triggered their instincts.

Chi-Chi looked at her husband with great concern. He had been sitting in their garden, looking into the sky with empty eyes since she had been forced to interfere in his and Gohan's training because Goku didn't seem to realize how badly he was beating up their son. She had given Gohan a senzu and told him to go study in an attempt to not show her concern and have him worry about his father.

"Darling, what's wrong?" Goku closed his eyes and inhaled deeply. He had never heard Chi-Chi speak in such a soft tone with underlying traces of worry. He knew she would not stop being concerned about his weird behavior before being told why he was acting like that, but he couldn't tell her. He even had a hard time admitting it to himself.

He had killed them. Four of the ten people had died by his hand… and he had enjoyed it in the moment. A chill shot through his body as he remembered the blood-thirst he had felt. He had killed before, but only to keep Earth or mankind safe. This time he had acted on pure instinct and it frightened him to get to know this dark side of his heritage. If he hadn't snapped out of it by the sound of Vegeta smashing a hole in the wall to leave the building and start a massacre there probably wouldn't be humans anymore. Maybe he had even been part of the reason himself. He had yelled at Vegeta, but the prince hadn't stopped before getting a kick in the back of his head. He had then been beaten up, but Vegeta had let him live and left the planet to keep his promise.

"Goku, please, talk to me." He looked at his beautiful wife and felt a lump form in his throat. She and their son was everything to him, and the thought of humans wanting to hurt them had made him become the thing he detested most: a full-fleshed saiyan killing-machine. He could see the questions in her eyes, swimming in the tears she had not shed yet. Goku felt his heart tighten as a single tear left the corner of her right eye and he got down from the stone and embraced his sobbing wife.

Right now, somewhere, another woman would be sobbing after being asked to identify the grotesque body of her late husband. And it was his entire fault. To know that he killed those people for an act they hadn't done was enough to make him shed silent tears as he buried his face in her raven-black hair.

"Chi-Chi, please don't hate me," he murmured down into her hair while trying to soothe her. "Please don't hate me."

Please tell me how you think I did – I really hope I didn't stretch Goku too much, but I have tried to show what I believe would be basic saiyan instinct in both him and Vegeta, but it's a bit far from Goku's normal behavior.

Next chapter will be a bit of a jump in time, as there will not be many more days left before Planet Vegeta finally is revived!