Book 4: The Dissonance of The Earthling Saiyan

by Espeon804

Book 4. Humanity has proved itself a threat. Their ultimate creation backfires and becomes their worst enemy. A Bio-Android goes by the name of Cell - an insect like organism who absorbs anyone it can get to... but for what purpose? Saiyan, Human, Namekian, and Android are forced to join forces. This is indeed a dissonance. It seems that Goku is struggling with himself.

6. Ghost

Chapter 6 Plot:

Chapter 6: "Ghost" Just as it was said, The Saiyans have no other option but to work with those who are against them. The problem is, all four groups are enemies of each other… excluding a certain Namekian.

A truce was placed, but how long can they work in each other's presence? What is more worrying is how the one who may cause an uproar is Kakarot, the one who has a strong loathe towards Humanity and the Androids.

WHAT IS REALLY HAPPENING….?

Kakarot's behavior has gotten much worse… but the warrior seems to be having a war with himself… aware that his actions are actually going too far! When questions raise, Youzi takes the mind of the Saiyan and causes him to be a bigger danger to himself and those close to him.

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A/N: Espeon804 here with another great chapter!

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PUBLISHED ON: July 19, 2017

WORDS: 20,126

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READ THIS NOW! I am very annoyed and a little angry. (This is rare since I hate to be angry at people.) Yes. I am upset with some people on WATTPAD. Why? This is the SECOND time I ran across a DBZ fic about Goku joining Raditz. Cool. Okay.

It is NOT COOL when they have the same plot as mine and they take credit for it! Now, I am not mentioning names. I already sent a message to a person who had a book way too close to mine. I hate bothering people, and I would hate to do anything bad… but if they don't respond or at least say something that makes sense… I don't know...

… I might have you guys find the book and try to convince the person to do something…. (I would hate to do that.)

Person, if you are reading this, don't mind my attitude at the moment. I am just trying to have you avoid getting into trouble with anyone on Wattpad. (They might try to find you.)

Look. I don't have a problem if your fic was inspired from mine… just DON'T TAKE CREDIT! It's not cool! I discovered that this morning, and I am really upset right now.

*Sigh* I don't really know what to think. Do I have to hunt through Wattpad everyday to make sure no one is stealing credit now…? It's like if I wrote a DBZ book as an original idea instead of giving credit to Akira Toriyama.

Each chapter, I place the disclaimer to make it clear Dragon Ball doesn't belong to me.

Guys. You have no idea how upset I am right now.

Then again, maybe that person is young… like 13. I made that same mistake of copying a plot from a book I enjoyed and didn't give credit to the original writer… so I can see that… (it was handwritten back in 2011. Thank goodness, I got rid of it.)

… what is going on? Ah… let me move on...

Huh? You noticed I changed the name of the chapter.

Um… because it fits better? And it references to something as well?

I don't change chapter names often. Okay?

Huh. This is the first chapter to only have one word. That beats ch. 3 with the least amount of words…

Wow.

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LISTEN TO ME, RIGHT NOW! (You won't regret it.) THERE IS A SONG YOU MUST LISTEN TO! IT FITS SUUUPER WELL!

The song perfectly... PERFECTLY explains Kakarot's situation (or relationship) with Youzi!

Please? Grant my wish?

Add this link to a YouTube URL. If you are reading this from Wattpad, ignore the link. The song is already there for you at the very top of this chapter. Just… click the play button.

LINK: /watch?v=YZlOcOkNYDY

Oh. Heads up. Lyrics will be here and there in the chapter but not the whole thing. You'll see what I mean.

I don't do lyrics chapters. When I use lyrics (which is super rare) it's only to describe a situation.

Okay. So, song doesn't belong to me. You will know who it does...

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DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN DB, DBZ, DBGT, DBZKAI, OR DBS! AKIRA TORIYAMA HAS IT. OKAY?! It is CRUEL to take people's ideas and not give credit!

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KEY:

"Talking"

"Foreign Speech"

'Thoughts'

'Telepathy'

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Listen to the song. Chapter 8 will have one you must listen to as well.

This chapter's song is one of my favs… by the way.

I am still bothered. Easy me. Calm down. I'm sure the person realizes their mistake. Don't get angry. Don't make a big fuss about it…

Excuse me as I go through Wattpad...

-Espeon804

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- Chapter 6: Ghost -

He's gone.

Just like that, the fog is gone, and Kakarot drops to the ground like a stone. The bone necklace stops glowing.

For a few minutes, ChiChi didn't know what to do. She doesn't know if checking on the Saiyan is even a safe thing to do. Concern fills her when she notices that Kakarot hasn't moved once.

Waiting is torture enough.

She crawls towards him, and she lightly shakes him. "Goku… please. Wake up…"

His eyes open slowly, but they don't open all the way. He is exhausted, and currently unable to move like he should. He looks at her concerned face. "Just… go. I don't want… to hurt you."

"I am not going to leave you in this state. You need to rest up somewhere…"

"It's pointless." Kakarot mutters. "He went up my nose and took control of my body… I couldn't move at all. He might do it again. I'm too weak to even sit up."

ChiChi swallows and looks away. "He's using up your energy… I don't know what to do..."

"Just get away from me." Kakarot mutters. "He might make me hurt you. I don't want that. What if… I just lose sight of myself?"

"That won't happen. You are the strongest person I know. Forget about what the others say." ChiChi supports him as he stands. She hugs him tightly and lies her head against his chest. "I am just so worried about what would happen to you and our son. Gohan should had never learned to fight. He should had never been involved in any of this."

"I had to let my brother teach him. He would had been killed by the prince if he saw that he didn't know how to fight or even be useful to him." Kakarot mutters. "What really worries me is that… it is so hard to understand what I am doing wrong. Everyone keeps getting angry with me. I don't get it."

ChiChi can tell he is becoming very delusional. She doesn't mention it. "Don't let yourself be taken by someone else. You're scaring everyone… and me. You have to stay strong. No one should had broke you this far… and you don't deserve to be broken completely. Don't let that happen." She stands and nods. "I'm… going to get our son. You stay here."

"I won't be going anywhere." Kakarot says.

She nods and heads out, jumping out the mouth of the cave to ride away on her nimbus.

"I won't leave." Kakarot says this to himself. He is aware that he is already too weak. A soldier could find him and kill him easily. He is also vulnerable to the demon. Of course, Youzi doesn't bother him constantly. Even so, the risk is still high.

'Why won't you go?" A whisper speaks into the right side of his ear.

Kakarot stiffens.

'She's not here to see you move around.' Now the whispers speak on his left. 'Stand up… stand… stand…'

He doesn't comply. He shuts his eyes and tries to block out the whispers, but he is failing.

'Being here is boring…. let's have some fun.' It moves to his right. 'It won't hurt a little… to let lose your insanity…'

His eyes snap open as he swings his arm across him. "Shut up!" He pauses, realizing no one is around. After several seconds, he identifies what is happening. He had forgotten about the psychosis. It comes now and then, but when it comes, it grows more and more overwhelming.

'Stop it… denial is no good." With each sentence, the whisper moves left and right. 'Foolish Saiyan.'

Kakarot begins to check his clothing for a container that is much needed at the moment. He can't find it anywhere.

He needs the medicine, and fast.

'The words of your wife is all a lie. There is no saving you from the madness you feel crawling through you every day…'

He looks around the room quickly. He rushes to the crates and looks through them quickly in hopes to find what he is looking for.

'Stop being so stupid.'

He pours out apples from a crate and gets nothing else but that.

'Stop denying it!'

His breathing quickens as he knocks down several crates with no progress.

'You're only going to mess up again! Just accept that, you idiot!' The insults and whispers begin to overlap. They fill his ears nonstop.

A stack of crates fall and Kakarot falls to his side and covers his ears. His fingers dig into his hair as he screams. His eyes snap open and he begins to throw the crates into the walls. "STOP IT! JUST SHUT UP! LEAVE ME ALONE!"

Silence.

Only his hard and fast breathing can be heard. He drops a piece of wood on the floor, and he sinks to his knees and covers his face.

'It's not over yet… Look ahead.'

Kakarot uncovers his face, and he realizes he is no longer in the cave. Did he jump? He has no idea how he even got here. This isn't the first time anything occurred that was so bizarre to him. Still, he doesn't like it. As he looks what is in front of him feet away, he sees a woman with a young child… maybe around 4 or 5 years old. They have a basket and it's filled with peaches from the peach tree they stand by.

His peach tree. This is Mount Pazou. He is at his crop field!

This is his grounds! What earthling is stupid enough to walk in here and take his food?!

He would move in to stop this, but he doesn't. His mind wanders for a moment until he decides he'll simply chase them away or send someone to do that. Something says to him that killing the pair isn't right at all. For the first time in years... he feels this way.

Unfortunately, he can already feel something trying to go into his mind.

'What's with the hesitation?'

It's that demon. It seems he hasn't gone far.

The Saiyan had enough of things already. His hatred towards the Humans is very strong, but there are days he would rather sit around and be left alone. A day he won't have to cross paths with the unforgiving species that he will have to kill to get rid of the horrid memories that surface.

He honestly is in no mood to kill the pair.

Then...

Something falls on his foot.

A kitchen knife? What for? Where did it even come from?

Youzi of course. The pieces of the puzzle comes together easily; Demon gives him the knife. Demon wants him to kill the pair in the worst way possible.

It seems so tempting… but thinking about ChiChi, he has to ignore this. He refuses to kill when she is nearby. Not without her consent, and he knows she won't let this sort of killing happen.

The demon already disagrees. He strikes the Saiyan in a bad way.

'I hate to say so… but if you don't make your move… what is precious to you will be dead before you know it.' Youzi's voice sounds irritated and angry. His words sting the Saiyan like needles, and they dig into his mind. 'You are more capable of things than you think.'

Once again, Youzi is trying to make the Saiyan do the unthinkable.

Already the mother spots the Saiyan. She screams and grabs her son, but for some reason, she can't move. She must be paralyzed with fear.

Wait…

Looking closer, faint purple chains are bound to her ankles. Is this coming from the demon?

Youzi has gotten stronger… but how?

'This is your chance…' His words are like poison. The Saiyan is further tempted without even knowing.

Kakarot's hand shakes as he reaches for the utensil. He picks up a shiny silver knife that reflects the light of the stars.

'You don't want the Humans to get in the way. Killing them benefits both you and I. They are no longer in your way… and I have something to keep… but you'll have to do it right. In order for you to hold on to what you have… sometimes you'll have to put things in extreme measures.'

Kakarot finds his feet moving on his own… as if this is against his own will. He stands over the woman and child. The mother hugs her child, acting as a shield. "I… I have a wife and son, you know. I hate Humans, but suddenly this feels all wrong…" His instincts are telling him this.

"Stop!" They cry out. "Stop! Walk away!"

Youzi hums in disappointment. 'But you already made it so far. Why stop now? They were taking fruit from YOUR tree, my lord. Punish them for it. Don't care if they were starving. They should had never wandered here in the first place…'

"But…" Kakarot tries to argue. His hand is slowly lifting, holding the sharp end of the knife towards them. "Why this way? Can't I just blast them?"

'And give them a merciful death? Humans don't deserve that. They mean to have a slow and painful death. Screams of agony from minutes to hours. Doesn't it excite you? Go ahead. Do it!" Youzi demands. 'Unless you want them to take what is yours!'

"I don't…" Kakarot raises the knife higher. "But… it's not…"

'Stop hesitating! The contract says for you to KILL them!'

The mother swiftly pulls out pepper spray and sprays it directly in the Saiyan's eyes.

Wait. That's not pepper spray. It's far stronger than that!

Kakarot shouts out and drops the knife to cover his burning eyes. He staggers back and hears them running away. Since the Saiyan had lost his focus, so did the demon. The chains are no longer restraining the mother.

'This is what happens when you let them go! Now… they will escape and lead the military here to take away everything!'

What the demon just said…

… it angers him.

He doesn't want that. Not at all. He forces open his eyes and watches them go. He crouched down to pick up what he dropped, and he begins to walk after them. His eyes fill with anger.

'That's it. Kill them for what they did to you! Make her pay!' Youzi's voice fills his ears. 'Kill them in the most painful way possible!'

His hand shakes again. He shuts his eyes and it seems he wants to throw it… but he is fighting it. The hesitation is so strong.

"You had done this before. You had slaughtered countless soldiers. Remember how you broke their every bone? You drenched them in their own blood? How great it felt…?!"

"That was with the military. Normal people don't want to be involved or get in my way. To kill them like those soldiers just takes things too far." He is still clinging on to sanity. The little bit he has left. It seems to anger the demon, because he feels his body moving against him. Purple aura surrounds him. His head begins to buzz slightly as his ears ring.

"You hate the Humans down to their very guts! Are you saying you want to protect them after all they did?!"

Kakarot tries to fight the demon off. It feels like something is filling his entire body. He can't stop the feeling of it. It's urging him to give it to whatever it is. A sense of… evil?

Youzi… he is evil? He might just be.

Before the Saiyan could process it, his eyes shut tighter as the feeling becomes more intense. He's slipping. His instincts cry out for him to not fall in, but whispers in his head tells him to let go and embrace it.

He's having a mental war.

"I mean no harm… Trust me… I am here to help you gain what was stolen from you, my lord." His whispers are in his ears, sending shivers down the Saiyan's spine. "Go on. Do it… and take back what they took. Make them pay. They stole what belongs to you. It will feel just as great as it was with Chille… and Suno… and Bora. Those fools are nothing more than disgusting creatures that are meant to be slaughtered. They enjoyed your suffering. It's time you enjoyed theirs."

The Saiyan feels his fingers grip hard on the knife. The words sound too convincing. The more the demon speaks… the more sense it seems to make to him.

Slipping… he is slipping.

His vision turns blank.

Once again… he is in this purple void. Surrounded by fog and the feeling of chilled air. This is where… it happened. He formed the contract here, and he finds himself here again. Not in the same room he "signed" the bond. It's just this void he finds himself in many times.

'You're acting very strange…'

He looks around, expecting the demon to show himself. He doesn't get what he expects, which is very strange. Youzi would normally show himself.

'It's that woman, is it? She's keeping you from doing what you must do.'

"You're talking about ChiChi, are you? You better leave her alone!" His words are clear. Kakarot won't let anyone hurt her again, not even the demon, if he goes that far.

'I won't. Unless you decide to be so stubborn about riding these foolish Humans you hate so much! My guess is that you want them to run over you!'

"No. I don't."

'Do you not remember the deal?!'

He frowns.

'In exchange for power and protection… you give me permission to hold on to your soul. You have not quite given it up, yet.' Youzi's voice is all around.

"I already made it clear. I'm not going to give it to you. What you already have is enough." Kakarot says firmly.

'I expected you to say that. You are still a little stubborn. Why can't you just let go?'

"You mean for me to just give in to you so that you will have control of me?!"

'Nonsense. I want you to do what you must.'

Kakarot growls. "Changing me into some monster won't work. Let me be. I want to do what I want! Stay out of my head!"

For a moment, it is quiet. It is like what the Saiyan said has the demon thinking for some time. When he finally speaks, it is clear he is not pleased.

"Perhaps… a different method."

Kakarot suddenly can't move. He can actually hear the voice now. It's not just in his head anymore.

"Your brother… he used a method to help you remember what your mission was. That was to destroy the Earthlings. When you refused to join him… he took you to your space pod and locked you inside."

Kakarot's eyes widen. The memory is recalled. He was locked in his space pod.

Raditz beat him to the point he couldn't move so that he couldn't get out.

The ship kept repeating the same mission and a single word. For the whole 14 hours of listening… it lost it's meaning, but it got stuck into his head. He can't understand how that even worked. It did something, because he wanted nothing to do with the Humans afterwards.

"It was some sort of brainwashing." Kakarot mutters. "But… he only did that because I was still among the Humans…" He knows what brainwashing is. It can be used in a good way or a bad way.

Teachers brainwash students positively by rewarding them each time they behave well.

Evil doers brainwash people badly by torturing them until they do whatever is wished without question.

"When a word is repeated over and over for a long time, it loses it's sense and meaning. Your brain can no longer process and comprehend what it means or even what it is. All you hear is nonsense and gibberish." Youzi mutters. "So… perhaps you understand what sort of situation you are in. I won't stop… until you finally do what you are meant to. This is for your own good. Don't you remember what I said? To kill all those who dare to oppose you! Don't you enjoy hearing their screams?"

Kakarot looks around as the same disturbing clips he saw before surround him. Once his eyes land on a pair of the demon's, it's too late. He can't look away.

"I am very close to having you see it. The last time I did this… I brought you much closer. But now… I'll make sure you are there."

Kakarot gasps as chains lunge at him from nowhere and coil around his body, making it impossible to move his arms or legs. He is forced to sit on a chair.

"The Humans did this to you. And now, your own comrades."

Kakarot growls. "You… you're trying to make me think just that? Raditz would never do this to me! No one would take it this far! Not even Vegeta!"

The eyes narrow before they grow big and glow too bright. They tower over the Saiyan and can swallow him whole. "You will do what I say!"

He screams as the chains tighten around him. "You… all this time… you were using me for your own benefit!"

"How annoying. I wish to help. But you're right as well. I will use your power to gain everything I wish for. I'll allow you to have all of it. Just give me your soul! Give it to me!"

"No! You can't have it!" Kakarot shouts at the eyes. "I allowed you to have my body, but you can't take what's truly mine!"

Youzi growls. "Stubborn fool. It doesn't matter. I'll have it one day. You will do whatever I say! Everything!"

"I won't! No one is going to make a slave out of me!"

"Then… I'll just have to make that happen. Soon… you will understand. Once you do… every command given to you… you will only obey my own and only mine! Not your brother's! Not your wife's. Not those princes! Mine!" The eyes are blinding and fueled with rage.

The Saiyan is a bit afraid of this. He senses something dangerous.

"Those foul Humans… all of them must suffer! They'll die or be under you for the rest of their pathetic and worthless lives!"

Kakarot just stares. "I… I never felt someone have so much hatred before. Even for a demon… how could anyone have this much hate? It's terrifying…" It dawned on him.

Youzi's insane and powerful hatred towards the Humans… it's ridiculously overwhelming… and the demon is trying to feed that same amount of hatred into him.

Not once in his life had he ever sensed such a poisonous and lethal amount of pure hate. Anyone could drown in it.

He could drown in it.

The eyes come closer. His eyes are already glued to them against his will. The burning hatred is too much for him to understand.

"You will kill! You will punish! You will rule! You are no Earthling!" Youzi shouts angrily. "Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL!"

He struggles in the chains as the enraged demon continues to scream out the word so quickly and hatefully. He can't close his eyes to escape from this. "Stop it! Shut up!"

This… the eyes. The demon. The enraged hate and the words… it's too much. It's overwhelming torture that would immediately drive a person insane.

His head begins to hurt, like someone is counting in Mandarin which is activating the crown. Is that happening?!

The chains are squeezing the life out of him. His bones could break if they are that strong.

The red glow is too much to endure. It's like putting your hand on a hot stove and leaving it there to cook and burn… because someone is forcing the hand there. His entire body feels like it's burning from the inside out.

"Stop… STOP!" Kakarot screams out, truly horrified. The agonizing pain doesn't go.

The demon continues to scream the same word over and over.

Youzi is breaking him mentally far worse than the military did in 3 years. He is enraged at the Saiyan, and trying to change him even more.

"KILL!" Youzi screams.

The pain is much worse. In the eyes, all that is seen is blood.

"KILL!"

More pain.

"KILL-KILL-KILL-KILL-!" And it keep a dragging on.

All that Kakarot can do is scream. His hands move around and his feet kicks as he tries to escape, but he can't. He keeps telling himself; "Stay sane. Stay sane. Stay sane!" He knows the demon is trying to destroy what little sanity he has left. He's losing.

He can't be. He has to stay strong.

Stay strong!

He doesn't want to slaughter everything. He doesn't want to be a danger to his comrades. He doesn't want to kill those close to him.

He doesn't want to be a monster.

He keeps thinking about it, but each time he tries to remind himself, it's more difficult. It becomes too difficult, then it becomes impossible. He can't think anymore, because he can't concentrate his words into thoughts. The only word he can think of is what is being said over and over.

But even that word doesn't make sense anymore.

Nothing makes sense anymore.

What even is sense?

What is what?

Who is he?

After several more seconds, he stops kicking, and his screams quiet down until no more comes. His eyes lose the terrified look as they widen even more at the same time the iris loses its color. His eyes appear blank white.

The chains free him, and he falls like a doll on the floor. He doesn't even move. He appears dead with open and lifeless eyes.

The red eyes narrow and study him. He notices the mouth moving, trying to form words. But speech is impossible.

Kakarot is motionless.

The demon sees the state the Saiyan is in. He seems to know what to do. His next command is very familiar. Trigger words that would set any low-class to a strange mental state.

"Wake up, Kakarot. Wake up and destroy."

The Saiyan's eyes slowly fill with rage.

"Destroy…"

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The purple-haired teen falls to the ground on his side with a grunt through clenched teeth. His eye are shut tight from the harsh landing. They blink open, and he rolls to his knees and pushes himself to his feet while rubbing an arm under his lip to wipe away the bit of blood that is there.

"Three against two, and I still have the advantage." 18 flicks her hair back. Her brother stands behind her with crossed arms, watching carefully. Blue eyes study the teen before she holds one arm up to stop a boot from hitting her face. She grabs the leg and throws them aside.

Tarble lands roughly and lies there at the moment.

Vegeta growls lowly at this. He stands and is planning his next move. He must had thought he could beat them both. Arrogance has blinded his judgement. Once again, he is being treated like a ragdoll by a pair of who he would call "metal teenage brats". However, looking at the future teen, things could had been worse for him. Looking at Tarble, he realizes his situation isn't as bad.

Blind and weak don't go well together. Tarble is already as useless as is in his eyes. The moment the younger prince lost his sight, he served no purpose in life. That is what Vegeta thinks. Tarble had been a runt from the beginning. So was Kakarot in his family.

The big difference is the little runt Kakarot went from being so low... to a strong warrior who even (It makes Vegeta cringe to think about it still.) became the strongest Saiyan alive. At that time the fool could had took the throne, but he didn't. It wasn't because he shows respect to royalty.

Oh, no. Kakarot doesn't give a damn about that. Vegeta knows that very well. He had seen the idiot stand against him and disobey him more times than he can count. The rebellious fool simply had no interest. It was a relief. Taking orders from a born low-class would throw his pride into the grinder.

Even so, Kakarot climbed his way up. Tarble barely has. He is laughably weak. The weakest actually. Kakarot's son is far stronger than him! The weakling is just a mere tinker - Vegeta would say. Nothing more!

But… Vegeta isn't dumb. Tarble actually has a ton of unbelievable power dormant inside him. The Saiyan hardly can fight, which is why such power was hardly ever summoned or claimed. His power is called out by anger. Anger is the key of power for every Saiyan. Kakarot gets ridiculously strong when enraged. Karot has it even worse. Tarble… he is unpredictable.

Unfortunately, the younger prince has so much patience and composure, anger is not in his dictionary. The same would go for Kakarot but that Saiyan had been through so much madness, his temper is shorter than it was from the beginning. Not to mention he is broken mentally.

Saiyan half breeds have a ton of potential. Tarble also does, but how much?

No one really knows.

Vegeta doesn't know what to think of anyone. Nappa isn't easy to see when it comes to power. Raditz is like a wave. Turles… he too isn't easy to see. As for Kauli, well… she's new and she's a female. They are near impossible to read. At this very moment they are running their own tasks, oblivious to what is happening right here.

That doesn't mean he should get angry about it. Vegeta stands as the Prince of Saiyans. Like he would allow some Androids to get in his way.

It isn't easy to convince himself that when he is being beaten by just one of them. They can't register pain, meaning they can fight even if they take so much damage.

Vegeta doesn't move suddenly. He turns around in time to meet the face of the teenage girl. He is surprised by how fast she got there. Before he could even say anything, he is punched on the stomach and kicked to the ground. The boot slams on his chest to pin him down. He grunts as he grabs her ankle.

She simply smirks and lifts her foot off of him to allow him to stand. Watching him do so, she causally leans her head to the left to avoid a fast punch. Each attack is dodged with little effort. Her smirk teases the prince with each miss. When his attacks quicken, she blocks a punch by catching the fist. It shakes in her hand as she punches it away. She glances behind her, and she throws Vegeta at a flying kick which sends the prince crashing along with the attacker.

Future Trunks goes to his hands and knees. He blinks as he realizes he had landed on Vegeta's backside. He is shoved off rudely, and he rolls to his back.

"This is getting ridiculous." Vegeta glares at the Android who keeps making him more embarrassed than before.

"I thought we would at least have a chance with two Super Saiyans but… let's be honest. We are getting our asses kicked." Future Trunks seems disappointed in himself for not making any progress. He yelps in surprise at what happens next. A gloved fist snatches him by the collar of his jacket. He is pulled close to Vegeta's level. He had said the wrong thing, clearly. The wrong thing in Vegeta's perspective.

"You better listen closely!" Vegeta begins. "Don't you dare give up! Never say something like that again! You are a sorry excuse for a Saiyan already, you half-breed slop! If you accept those words that just came out your throat, I will shove them back down!"

"R-right. Sorry…" The teen doesn't know how to exactly respond in fear of angering the short-tempered prince further.

Vegeta pushes him away. He looks back at Android 18, furtherly annoyed with her. "I will not let this carry on for a second longer!"

17 chuckles. "3 seconds just passed. False statement from you."

"Don't get smart with me!"

17 looks at his sister. "Hey. How long are you going to play around with them? Can't I just join in and have a fight at least?"

Before 18 could answer, Future Trunks walks forward. "I'll fight with 17. Vegeta, Tarble… that leaves you two with 18."

"I… I beg your pardon?" Tarble rises to his knees and rubs an arm under his chin. "Did I hear you right? Did you just say we had no choice as you deal with the other?"

"That… that's not what I meant." The teen stops and tries to apologise for something he didn't quite make out right. He realizes just how bad of a mood Tarble is in. He'll have to be extra careful with what he says.

"Then please do clarify what you mean before it seems you are trying to give out orders." Tarble frowns.

"He had no reason to give out orders to anyone." Vegeta agrees with his little brother for once. He looks at the teen. "I can care less about what you do. I will do whatever I wish. There is no one above me who can tell me what I can or can't do. Those days are over."

"But…" Future Trunks would go on, but he earns a glare from both of the princes. If there is one thing Vegeta and Tarble share in common, it is the fact that trying to get through to them is impossible. Not only that, they take suggestions as attempted orders. They hate to be ordered around since they have the highest authority.

He might as well give up on trying to convince them to do anything. Some will have to learn the hard way.

17 sighs. "This is starting to really get dull."

"I know. Let's just end this already." 18 agrees.

"Uh-oh." Future Trunks steps back. "Guys…"

"We know." Vegeta studies to twins carefully, watching their every move. "Shut your trap. Your worrying is starting to annoy me."

"I must say the same." Tarble's words leaves Future Trunks gawking. "So much stress and fretting will only interfere with our concentration. If you are going to keep hurting yourself with such thoughts, then stand down, and don't even bother trying to talk us into doing anything ridiculous. Your given information has already been misleading since 19 and 20 arrived."

The teen just throws his hands up and allows them to fall as his head turns side to side to look at the two. He just can't get through to them. "Do you two realize that-"

"I don't want to hear it." Vegeta growls.

"I honestly don't care." Tarble sighs.

'What the hell?!" Future Trunks keeps his thoughts to himself at this point as be blinks at them. 'They just won't listen to me! They won't believe it if I tell them now, but they are so alike…! It's ridiculous how close their personalities are!'

"Well. That is interesting. It seems none of you can agree on anything." 17 shrugs. "Fine. That makes things a little easier for the both of us." His feet leaves the ground as he rockets forward. He pulls his fist back and he shortens the distance between him and the Saiyans.

Future Trunks' feet shifts as he slips into a defensive stance. "Looks like I'm on my own with everything."

Tarble slips into a stance along with his brother. Though it may seem they agree on the same terms, working together is impossible. Vegeta immediately pushes his brother aside and jumps in front of Trunks just to block 17's attack.

"What…?" Future Trunks watches the prince engage in a spar. "This… this is not going to help the situation at all if you keep jumping in front of people like that!"

"There you go again. Complaining about every little thing. Did your mother spoil you growing up?" Tarble is getting really annoyed at this point. His rude attitude grows worse each time he speaks. Strangely enough, he still speaks politely. How is it possible to be rude and polite at the same time?

Still, Trunks has to try to convince them. "You have to understand! These two are dangerous! If we don't work together then-"

"Work together? You must be pulling my tail!" Tarble frowns. "That is impossible! No Saiyan would even attempt to do such a thing! Can't you see? You're not blind like me! Vegeta has already engaged in battle, completely ignoring your pointless plan!"

"But…"

"Do us all a favor and stop wasting your time trying to get us to do every little thing you wish for us to do as if you know everything! You don't, so enough is enough! Make yourself useful and fight instead of standing around making yourself look like an utter fool!"

The teen sighs. He gives up trying at this point. He thought Kakarot was stubborn, but this is a different kind of stubborn. 'They say Saiyans have pride, but this is ridiculous! Vegeta has the biggest amount of pride I have ever seen! He doesn't care about anyone but himself! He puts himself in front of everyone with no regard, and his brother doesn't seem to care at all! Vegeta makes fun of him all the time! Him and his annoying pride is going to end us all!'

But looking at Tarble, he takes notice how the younger brother seems really annoyed and angered about something.

'Something tells me Tarble isn't mad at me. He's just really aggravated. It's all pinned towards Vegeta, but why? They don't get along at all… wait… Tarble has an attitude towards anyone who tries to give him a suggestion, because he must think they see him as weak since Vegeta laughs at his plans and calls them foolish…!'

The more he thinks about it, the more trouble he realizes he is in.

'Don't tell me he is actually jealous! Nevermind. He is because he's the least strongest in the group!' Future Trunks' teeth clench. 'He really wants to be caught up with everyone else, but he just can't! This isn't just jealously getting in the way… it's more like envy! What's with that?! No wonder why he's been so harsh lately!'

He pauses.

"Oh, no…" Future Trunks watches Tarble successfully dodging most of 18's attacks before getting battered. "I heard about this back when I was a kid. If it's true then I really am in a bad place! How are they going to work together when one strong desire keeps getting in their way!" He reaches into his pocket, and he pulls out his small journal he often writes notes in. He had wrote notes before such as when his teachers hsd died and how he arrived in the past. Flipping back, he can see them whiz by. He goes back to one of the first few notes he had written.

Actually, Karot had wrote this…

"The Saiyan Vegeta. He cares for nothing more than himself. His sense of pride is ridiculously high. His little brother has envy towards his power and the power of his comrades."

He flips back even more.

"Nappa's short tempers causes him to be unable to think. Vegeta has to constantly calm him down in battle. His wrath blinds his judgment."

Another page.

"Turles is a recent arrival. He holds seeds that grow fruit to give him more and more power. He is power-hungry and will take whatever he wants. Because of his high amounts of greed, he becomes careless in many cases…" He frowns as he reads another. "Ice Phlounder, her Saiyan name is Kauli. Even when she worked with the force she always hated to do things she didn't want to do. She becomes lazy and would do what she wants. To be such a sloth with things causes her to get into trouble."

The pieces slowly come together.

"Raditz's strong passion to gain what he desires is one issue. He would chase his desires endlessly until he obtains them. In one case he took too much interest in Bulma which was how their son came to be. Such a powerful lust for things can kill him."

He turns to the last one, and his eyes widen.

"Son Goku… Saiyan name Kakarot. A problem for the earthlings and even his own comrades. He takes whatever he wants without thinking about the others. He would often take the valuables from others just to make them suffer and laugh about it. If no one catches him in time, he would had ate up all the food that is meant for all. His gluttony is one of the biggest issues."

17 begins to beat Vegeta down. The Android throws a punch to the stomach and sends an uppercut before sending Vegeta to the ground with a roundhouse kick.

Tarble jumps back and fires a blast at 18. It strikes the Android directly and causes dirt to fly, but as it settles, she is revealed to be fine.

"What does this even mean?! Why am I stuck with this?! Why didn't my master warn me about this some other way instead of writing it in my book?!"

Tarble coughs out saliva as his stomach is kicked harshly.

In Trunks' imagination, the 7 Saiyans stand side by side as silhouettes. They slide past him and begin to circle around him like shifting images as their eyes glare at him.

"Each one is stubborn for their own reason. Once they actually have tension among themselves… so much for survival. I'm afraid that Goku will be the first to strike… once that happens… for anyone to work together is impossible…" Trunks clenches his fists as the figures fade away and the real world returns. "What am I supposed to do?!"

"Pay attention! She's right behind you!"

Vegeta's voice snaps the teen from his thoughts. Future Trunks turns around only to have a foot sweep under his legs. He falls and screams as his right leg is stomped in. He can feel and hear the leg break.

What is with 18 breaking bones?

18 sighs. "Down you go again. At least you can't run away."

Tarble groans. "Very wise, Trunks. Daydreaming in the middle of a fight! You sabotaged our chances!"

"Exactly!" Vegeta growls as he stands. He seems to have trouble standing. "This is exactly why we have no reason to listen to you! It's not just you, it's my damn brother!"

"Excuse me?!" Tarble says angrily.

"You can't even do anything here, so why even bother trying to fight! All of you are useless to me, especially you!"

17 walks to Tarble and kicks his side. "He's in pretty bad shape."

18 shrugs. "He was like that for a while. Maybe if we kick him hard enough, he would fight back.."

Tarble gasps. "Vegeta!"

Vegeta turns his back. "I can care less about what they do to you!"

Tarble stands. His legs shake. He tries to speak but 18 kicks him back down.

"Vegeta! He's your brother!" Future Trunks shouts at him.

Tarble falls against the ground again. He is constantly beaten by the pair, making him look more of a joke than he already is. He looks at the direction he heard his brother's voice… his brother who is limping away, leaving him. "Vegeta… are you seriously going to leave me…?"

"I'm sick of seeing you as hopeless. You're already blind. You can't hold your own in a fight or even in authority. You're a joke." Vegeta continues to limp away from the scene. "You're dead to me."

Tarble reaches a hand out. "Vegeta… don't leave me…"

17 kicks Tarble a few more times. Boredom is written all over his face. "This is getting so old. I guess we should just kill him."

Tarble gasps. "Wait… Vegeta!" He knows his brother is walking further and further away. "Stop it… STOP WALKING AWAY FROM MEEEE!"

17 and 18 are blown back by a sudden shockwave of power. Future Trunks watches them fall and looks back at Tarble as the younger prince slowly stands.

Energy engulfs him and glows around him like a gust of wind. His hair and tail flows against his will. Tarble snarls, and he had already gained the attention of his big brother. "I'm tired of everyone stepping all over me like I'm some floor mat! I hate how utterly weak I truly am! I HATE how you keep rubbing that in my face like it is a joke…! Why do you have to be so strong?! Why does everyone…. even a mere child have to make me look like a useless fool?!"

Vegeta simply laughs at him. "Just as I thought. You really are jealous, aren't you? Don't waste your time trying to prove that you are capable of battle. You'll only hurt yourself. Then again, you could be doing me a favor by killing yourself in the process!"

Future Trunks' eyes widen. "Jealousy…"

It dawns on him instantly. He takes a pen and circles each key word from the notes he had read moments ago;

Vegeta and Pride.

Tarble and Envy.

Nappa and Wrath.

Kauli and Sloth.

Turles and Greed.

Raditz and Lust.

Kakarot and Gluttony.

"Y-you're kidding…!" He drops his pen. "I heard about The 7 Deadly Sins, but I had no idea these Saiyans actually had them! No wonder why they can't cooperate! Their desires cause problems for others! Even now!" He looks at Vegeta. "He thinks he is all high and mighty! Looking at Tarble… he is sick of being the weak one! He keeps trying to impress Vegeta, but he gets no progress!"

Tarble snarls more aggressively. He steps forward. "You selfish idiot! All you care for is just yourself and your own needs! No wonder why you get no respect, especially from Kakarot! You don't deserve to hold the title of being a prince with your non-existing nonchalant attitude!"

"Why should I even be nonchalant when I hardly get any respect?!" Vegeta snaps which causes his brother to step back.

Future Trunks becomes nervous as he takes notice of Tarble's face. "No. Nonono…"

The Android twins look at the pair as they continue to go back and forth.

"Why should you earn any of it?!" Tarble says through clenched teeth.

"I should because I am Ve-ge-TA!" Vegeta says his name so heavily, if no one was sure he had a slight accent, they just heard it.

"You're overconfidence on yourself will kill you one day!"

"Is that what you think?! How absurd! You're just jealous because you cannot fight worth a damn! You're soft and vulnerable! You can die right now if no one is willing to help filth such as yourself!"

Tarble's tail begins to stiffen. The furs slowly begin to rise. "You know what? I doubt I am even the worst! With a forehead as big as yours, anyone would expect you would have a brain in there!"

"Uh…" Future Trunks doesn't even know what to say or do. It seems the twins don't know either since they stayed quiet.

Vegeta takes a step forward. "Big talk coming from your blind ass! You always let your guard down and look at you! Now you definitely can't pay attention!"

"Why would anyone want to pay attention to a spoiled brat?! You throw a tantrum when someone ignores you!" Tarble angrily points back.

"At least I'm not a crybaby every time I get my ass handed to me!"

"Oh, really?! Says the Saiyan who cried when his strongest attack failed to work on Frieza! Like a bitch!"

"Ooh…" 17 felt that one.

Vegeta's eyes narrow. "Oh! Your language has became much vulgar now! Did you forget to have your cup of tea this morning?!"

"Perhaps you are drunk and is currently delusional!" Tarble shouts.

"You're the one who is delusional! I'm surprised you didn't smash your fingers when you try to build things despite not being able to see! Everyday you run into a wall like a mentally retarded fool!"

Tarble looks close to completely losing his cool. "Vegeta! We do not insult people like that! There are people who are struggling mentally! You are wrong!"

"Did I hurt your feelings?! Sorry for not caring! I thought zombies don't have feelings!"

"Are you saying that because I died and came back to life?!"

"That is exactly why! I shouldn't had allowed you to even be resurrected! You're better off being feed to the worms! That is all you are good for!"

"Damn you! I should had allowed you to drown when Frieza turned you into a shish kabob!"

"Why did I even let you live when I found you in that pod?! I should had left you there to die! For you to meet anyone only caused their intelligence to drop since you rub it off their faces! You have no reason to be jealous!"

"I'm actually jealous of the people who had never met you!"

Vegeta steps forward again. "Oh, really?! Go crawl to them, then! I think your presence is why I am getting beaten out here! Your uselessness is contagious!"

"Well, good! I am glad! Maybe you need to be stepped all over! You're short enough for it!"

"You can't say anything! You can pass off as a midget!"

"At least I am not mocked as being fun-sized by everyone like you are!"

"Ouch." 18 chuckles. "This is getting good."

Future Trunks sighs. "This is going to get ugly. Guys…?""

"STAY OUT OF THIS YOU HALFBREED BRAT!" The two princes snap at him.

Future Trunks steps back several times. He decides it is best to let them resolve this on their own, but he is very positive it will end with a fist fight.

Vegeta glares back at Tarble. "I bet that all of your insults is the best and only way you can actually fight! Shut your mouth before you hurt your tongue!"

"What's the matter? Offended?! Most would say to another to stay quiet when they are hit where it hurts!" Tarble shouts at him.

"I suggest you stop this now, or your IQ will be reduced tremendously while trying to think of more insults!"

"I was thinking that maybe you are losing brain cells trying to comprehend them!"

"Well, breaking news; I don't care!"

"Good for you! I just hope you get mopped on the floor as low as you are!"

"Isn't that your job?!"

"Very bright! I'm sick of you! Why can't you just take your time to understand anyone?! Or maybe you are just so worried about yourself like a woman would!"

"Are you going to complain about it for the rest of your sorry life?! I can't stand how much of a weakling you are! I bet those Human fighters are still stronger than you are!"

"I cannot tolerate just how much of a selfish jerk you are! You're such an asshole, I bet you're far more filthy than an elephant's ass!"

Vegeta snarls. "What was that?!"

"Go on! Eat it, like the prick you are!"

"You son of a- YOU!" Vegeta lunges at Tarble with a thrown punch. His fist is caught. A shockwave shoots through from the impact. The Saiyan snarls deeply as he tries to push his fist down to land the hit, but it shakes in his brother's hand.

"It seems that I struck your pride." Tarble narrows his eyes. "And now since you are letting so much anger get to your head, you can barely think!" He pulls his brother towards him and throws a hard punch on his stomach.

Vegeta coughs and he growls before throwing an uppercut that sends his brother staggering back. He throws a right hook then a left hook before kicking the side of his head and watching him fall to his back. He lifts his foot over Tarble's head and throws it down.

Tarble lifts his hand from laying on the ground, and his fingers spread as he aims the palm at Vegeta. It glows before a purple blast fires and strikes Vegeta on the chest, sending him flying back. He stands and turns his head to the left to spit a bloody tooth from his mouth.

Vegeta lands heavily. His boots dig up dirt as he slides backwards before friction forces the sliding to come into a deep halt. Dust clouds rise behind him. He jumps and throws his foot down. He is further angered as an arm rises and blocks his foot.

Tarble grabs the leg and throws it aside before swinging. His punch is blocked. He dodges a punch and catches another.

"How the hell are you able to block and dodge when you can't see a thing?!" Vegeta snarls.

"I can see you by your energy!" Tarble explains. "And my other senses have heightened! I can smell your annoying stench!" He lands a palm strike on his brother's chest.

"Why you!" Vegeta lands a punch on the side of his brother's face.

The two begin to spar heavily. Only now and then, one side would land a punch. They would move around as the fight goes on.

"They can't be serious right now!" Future Trunks groans as he places one hand on his head. "This isn't a good time to fight among ourselves!"

Tarble takes a punch to the left side. He sends his own and Vegeta dodges. He sends a much faster one, and it strikes Vegeta on the jaw. He watches his brother stagger back.

Vegeta seems even more annoyed. He spins his body with an extended leg.

Tarble ducks to avoid the kick. He catches the next punch and sends his own. He takes several blows before elbowing Vegeta on the side of his face and battering his chest with punches.

They exchange blows again.

18 watches them go on. "Wow. This happens a lot?"

17 shrugs. "I think so. Saiyans have the tendency to fight among themselves when there is a lot of tension going on. To be honest, for siblings to fight is pretty common."

"Yeah, but this isn't going to last long. The little one is starting to struggle."

At the mentioning of Tarble, Future Trunks looks back at the fight.

Tarble's attacks are blocked effortlessly now. He is nearly hit by one blow. He sloppily blocks too, and he is punched on the chest before he is punched on the right side of his ribs. He grunts as his left side is attacked before he is struck with a punch on his face then a chop to the throat. A roundhouse kick to the right side of his face causes him to spin before falling. He groans as a foot slams on his chest.

"All talk, but no bite. You barely changed." Vegeta frowns at his struggling brother. He aims his hand at him. A glowing blue sphere of energy forms and spins on his palm as it grows bigger. "I shall dispose of you now."

Future Trunks' Super Saiyan aura grows. He rockets from the ground and kicks Vegeta down, interrupting the finishing attack. "Stop it! That's enough!"

The older prince didn't expect that, but he is truly pissed off at this point.

"He doesn't stand a chance already! Fighting him as a Super Saiyan places him in an unfair disadvantage! We shouldn't even be fighting each other in the first place!"

Vegeta stands and marches towards the teen. "I thought I told you to stay out of my-" A blast from behind Trunks flies past and strikes Vegeta, sending him flying into a cluster of boulders and turning them to gravel.

The teen turns around and sees Tarble lowering his hand. "Why did you- Whoa! Wait-!" He is punched hard on the chest. The air is knocked out of him as he stumbles back and fights to breathe.

"I made it clear to you to not interfere! You must had thought that he was going to kill me! You must had thought I was weak as well?!" Tarble lowers his fist and huffs as he quickly turns his head to the side before looking back. "Idiot!"

'He is dangerous when angry! Where did this sudden strength come from?! I think he broke one of my ribs!' Only thoughts fill Future Trunks' mind as breathing is impossible for a moment.

"Well… maybe you are not too weak…" 18 had waited enough. It is obvious as she walks forward. Tarble turns towards her quickly. "You see… if Vegeta had a hard time trying to keep up with us, well… you're screwed."

Despite the bleak situation the younger prince is in, he still prepares himself.

Vegeta rises from lying on the rocks. He coughs and angrily pushes away a chunk of rock off of him before standing.

Future Trunks gasps as he is finally able to breathe again. He looks over at 17 who walks towards them as well. He gets into a fighting stance as well.

"And I really mean it, big time." 18 smiles. "It looks like he has finally arrived."

"Wait. He?"

Walking from the distance is Android 16. He is watched by all as he arrives completely. He studies the Saiyans for a second. "You tried to kill 17 and 18."

"Well, that isn't really true since they had a hard time dealing with us." 17 shrugs. "Then, they tried to kill each other."

"Excluding me…" Future Trunks grumbles.

17 looks at the teen for a second. "What he said."

Vegeta growls. "Great. Now the big bastard's here."

"It's "16"." 16 corrects the prince calmly.

"Whatever!"

Tarble sighs. "Alright. This scenario is bleak enough. So be it." He losens his stance and stands tall. "I call for a truce."

Future Trunks freezes. "Wait. Did I hear that right, or did my heart stop so bad I am half dead?"

"I'LL KILL YOU!" Vegeta snaps at Tarble for saying something so stupid.

-0000-

Flying through the air is annoying enough. Looking for his little brother?

That's even more annoying.

"Foolish. He has no idea he endangered his family. His reckless behavior always gets him or someone else in trouble!" Raditz had been grumbling like this for a while now. He's tired of Kakarot causing trouble for everyone. He's sick of cleaning up his messes. He doubts this would be the last time.

Just thinking about his other task is killing him.

"Tarble has lost his mind, too. What kind of request am I really accepting? Then again, he seemed pissed when I declined it at first. I did not want to see that side of him, so I had no other choice…"

-OoOoOoOo-

"Now. Before you go too far, I am asking you to do me a huge favor. I will warn you ahead of time and say this is probably the most ridiculous thing I have ever thought of."

Raditz floats in the air with crossed arms. He seems annoyed already that he had to halt his search for Kakarot just to speak with this prince. "May I ask?"

"There is only one best way to make sure Cell doesn't become a potential threat. Before I get into the details, I need you to find the earthlings for me."

Raditz is further annoyed. "May I ask again…?"

"We may have to obtain assistance from them and the Androids…"

Raditz can't believe what he just heard. The request is so ridiculous, he forgets just who he is speaking to as he responds. "Is your head filled with stupid?! There is no way I am going to make myself look like a fool talking to any of them about some ridiculous truce!"

Tarble's eyes narrow and fill with anger. "Excuse me?"

Raditz winches. He realizes his reaction was pretty much unnecessary. "Sorry! Forgive me for speaking to you so rudely! I'll get right to it!" He flies away immediately.

-OoOoOoOo-

Raditz sighs. "Why did he ask me out of all people…? I don't even feel like doing this at all." He finds the waterfall and he flies inside. He sees the demons and monsters cleaning up a big mess of broken crates and spilled food. "What the hell happened here?"

"He had a mental breakdown." One monster explains as he sweeps away splinters of wood.

"What?" Raditz didn't expect to hear that. "Wait. What kind?"

"He just snapped. Right out of nowhere."

"That's not surprising to hear." The Saiyan looks around. "Where is he?"

"He left right in the middle of it. I doubt he even knew he left."

"Something isn't right about this." Raditz looks around and takes notice of markings on the floor. Looking closer, he realizes they are scratch marks. Following them, they lead to the mouth of the cave. "He scrambled out in panic. I should look for him now, but Tarble had been growing more impatient lately." He flies out and looks around. "How am I supposed to find the martial artists when all they do is hide?"

"How about you fish them out?"

He turns around and sees Turles sitting in a tree feet away to his left. The Saiyan is munching on what is left of an apple. "How long were you sitting there?"

"I was just having a small snack, then I saw you fly by." Turles tosses the apple core over his shoulder. He stands and floats off the tree and flies towards Raditz. "You seem annoyed. You can't find Kakarot?"

"That, and something else."

"Oh, just great."

"Just when I left, Tarble caught up with me and told me to find those Earthling that grew up with Kakarot… or fought with him for a long time. His request was insane, but then I realized we don't even have a choice at this point. I keep trying to destroy these threats, but this one soldier keeps kicking me in the ass."

Turles seems confused. "A Human?"

"I wasn't being literal. They are just annoying and difficult to get rid of, like roaches." Raditz frowns. "I have to ask them to make a truce with us."

"What the… has Tarble lost his mind?"

"Exactly my thoughts. He gave me this look that meant harm so I had no choice. He isn't someone you should cross."

"What a pain…" Turles is annoyed now. "First, Kakarot escaped. Now his family is in danger. Now we have to talk to stupid Humans about working with us?! What good are they?! What's next?!"

They both immediately stop flying.

"Do you feel that?" Turles asks his brother quickly.

Raditz nods. "I think I felt this energy before. Several times, actually." He has to think about it. He knows what it is, but he just can't place a finger on it. The energy is so close, meaning the person is nearby.

"You're not the Saiyan I am looking for."

The voice is deep and gruff. He recognizes it immediately.

Raditz is definitely not catching a break any time soon. He turns to the source and who he suspects is confirmed with the flowing white cape and a turban. "You're that Namekian that Kakarot had been fighting against for some time."

"The name is Piccolo." Piccolo is already annoyed that the Saiyan had forgotten his name. He looks at the other. "You look awfully a lot like Goku, but you are not him. Who the hell are you?"

"Have you been living under a rock?" Turles sighs. "I would think you had heard about me and the others, but whatever. My name is Turles. I am Kakarot's brother. Older than him but younger than Raditz."

"So, you're the middle child." Piccolo studies the Saiyan carefully. "I see the resemblance. It makes sense. I was hoping to find Goku, but it looks like I have you confused. I should rid of you both."

"You're stupid if you think you can kill me." Turles huffs. "But that will have to wait. You see… we have a situation. You won't like this one bit. Trust me. I don't either." He looks towards Raditz. "You go on ahead. I'll handle it from here."

"You seem to have it under control. Fine." Raditz nods and flies away.

Piccolo watches Radutz fly away. "You sent him away? How reckless."

"I am not interested with fighting you just yet. That will have to wait until some other time." Turles begins. "You see, a lot has happened, and it seems desperate times calls for desperate measures…"

Meanwhile, Raditz continues to fly as he scans the ground. Hunting doesn't take too long. He was skeptical at first since it is very faint, but he knows what it is. Their attempts to keep themselves low is very good, but not good enough.

He descends and lands near the borders of Mount Pazou. Immediately, he startles the one person he lands on front of. He leans down with a sneer. "Well. Long time no see, little man. How was your trip to otherworld?"

The short monk drops his basket of apples, and he crawls backwards until he is near his friends. "I-it's Goku's brother!"

Oolong jumps and hides behind Yamcha.

"Oh, no. He won't save you." Raditz chuckles. "He would be the first to die. But, don't worry. No one is dying. At least not yet. I was ordered to find you for a different reason, you see."

-0000-

"A truce?" 18 repeats what she heard before. "What is happening here? Are you bipolar? Were you not trying to defeat me and then trying to beat down your brother?"

"Nevermind that. I just remembered something." Tarble waves his hands side to side. "You have to look at this." He takes out a capsule from inside his shirt, and he tosses it in the air. It explodes into a capsule which he catches, and he turns it on and shows it to the twins. "I just discovered why Cell is after you two. You had no idea he was… but it makes since."

"No way. Are you saying Gero built that thing to kill us for it to get stronger?! 17 frowns. "I don't understand that doctor sometimes. What is he trying to accomplish?"

"That doesn't matter. We are in a bad place right now." 18 frowns.

Tarble nods. "Which is why we need you two to stop him along with everyone else. There is no telling how strong he is. He may be as a strong as the two of you at the moment. However, once he has one of you, then he may become unstoppable."

"You're… out of your mind…" Vegeta tries to scold his brother, but it doesn't work.

Tarble rubs an arm across his face. He looks at the Androids again. "Take my offer. No killing among ourselves. We'll work together to take down Cell… and the rest of the military."

16 frowns. "So, killing Son Goku is on delay…"

"R-right. As of now until this is done…"

"A truce." 18 shrugs. "Fine. Don't expect me to actually be so eager about this. You see… I'm more annoyed, but it's better than being bothered by one of you blasting me everyday."

Vegeta growls lowly. "This is completely stupid."

"But, Cell does want to kill us. There is no way I am going to let some stupid insect best me. A monkey was enough." 17 frowns. "You got yourself a deal."

"I don't know if I should be thankful or scared out my mind… but either way… we have an advantage now." Tarble admits.

"No!" Future Trunks snarls angrily. "There is NO way I am going to work with those Androids! They destroyed everything I know! They murdered my teachers! I won't let this happen! How could you do this, Tarble! 17 and 18 killed you in my time right in front of me!"

Tarble seems slightly disturbed. "I understand your concern, but this is the only way."

"No! No way! I won't!" Future Trunks growls. "I don't care about what anyone says! I won't fight with them and that is final!"

"Stop complaining. It's starting to annoy me again."

That again…

Future Trunks sighs. He finds it pointless to argue any further. "I can only imagine how this would turn out. The others are around doing the same, right? One of us will walk to them and say-"

-0000-

"We'll have to work together if you want to live." Raditz ignores their shocked expressions.

"What?! You can't be serious!" Krillin stares at Raditz with a gaping mouth. At the same time, he is shaking and terrified. This cannot be really happening, but it is.

"You can live for another day. I won't kill you in your sleep or anything." Raditz says. "There is a much bigger threat that may be far worst than the androids. We even convinced them to join us to fight. Call it a truce."

"Even the military had lost it. I don't like them either." Tien says in thought. "This idea is repulsive, but it's better than dying."

Yamcha gulps. "Yeah… after what I heard what happened to Bulma's sanity and even Goku's… I would like to keep mine. Thank you."

"Then… a deal is made."

Oolong wipes a drop of sweat falling from his chin. "Ooh, boy. I hope I don't lose my bacon. I barely even know how to fight…"

"But even if things do go out of hand…" Yamcha mutters to his friends. "We can counter it. A Saiyan cannot resist a mango no matter how hard they try. Did Goku ever eat one?"

Tien shrugs. "I don't know. Sounds like those fruits are like an addiction to them once they get a bite of it. If we ever run into a Saiyan, all we have to do is give them a mango."

Puar nods.

Yamcha sighs. "But to work with this Saiyans… this is-"

-0000-

"Probably the worst decision I have ever made in my life." The Namekian looks off at the distance. "Teaming up with Goku again? The last time, it was with Frieza. Tch. I can't believe this is happening, but that pest is in the way. He'll have to be exterminated. As soon as this is over, Goku's next. He's already this planet's king, so he beat me to the conquest of this planet, but he only made it much easier. Killing him means I'll easily get the throne."

"Good luck trying." Turles says. "It won't be easy. Besides. I'm starting to think that-"

-0000-

"This is an interesting combo." Raditz looks at each individual. "Someone is going to die. Not all of us will walk from this fight alive."

"I can't believe I'm teaming up with those Saiyans…" Yamcha mutters. "It's better than nothing though. I'm more afraid of Goku than I am afraid of Vegeta. That's because-"

-0000-

"He's insane." Piccolo says to Turles. "But that doesn't mean I will deny this truce."

"After all the shit he went through? I'm not surprised." Turles says. "We'll see who dies first. One thing is for sure. None of us dies easy. So then… what's the idea?"

Piccolo narrows his eyes.

"That military had their own weapon backfire on them. Humans are a... strange species."

"I can't disagree with you on that, but…" Piccolo seems a bit confused. "Where is Goku?"

-0000-

"Wake up… Kakarot. Wake up. It's time to play. Wake up… let's have some fun…"

At the moment his eyes open, the world is a blur. His vision focuses, and he finds himself still in the middle of the crop field he passed out on… or something. His mind is unable to process what happened… or what is happening at the moment. His mind is too foggy for him to comprehend much of his surroundings. Doing something as simple as sitting up makes his head spin.

He hears distant laughter. Someone is having the fun of their life. Oddly enough, he doesn't care for it. It somewhat bothers him. Getting to his feet, he looks towards the direction the noise came from.

Each step he takes, and he is more and more mentally exhausted. It feels like his brain just isn't functioning as it should be, and it's not intellect that is the issue.

It's his thinking process. It's difficult for him to understand anything at all. He doesn't question why. He really can't, or he just doesn't care. The lack of emotion in his eyes makes that clear.

His feet stop moving on their own as his eyes study what is happening.

A young child around the age of 5 runs around a peach tree. A woman, who is assumed to be the mother, picks a few peaches down and hands one to the little boy.

He fails to notice a clump of purple fog clustering together until it drops an object on the ground. Looking down, he sees a kitchen knife sitting on the grass, like it was intentionally placed there. Whispers fill his head, and as he stares at it, he sees his reflection. His face seems drained, and no emotion is seen. The whispers grow louder as he reaches for it. The second he picks it up, they are gone.

Why not just send a blast? It's a question he should be asking himself, but the thought never crossed his mind. If anything, he had lost the ability to even think for himself.

His feet begins to move. His steps are slow and dragging, like he is in some sort of trance. He gets closer to them, and they finally notice him. He watches the mother scream as she pulls her son behind her. She had seen him before.

She is stupid for not leaving before.

She is even more stupid for going back to the peach tree.

But, the Saiyan doesn't think about that. He can't, anyway. Not at the moment.

'That is your peach tree… and they are stealing from it.'

As the dark whisper fills his head, he moves closer. He is almost dragging his feet.

'You are angry at this… and you want to kill them.

The said words sound very true. He doesn't like how they are stealing his food. He is getting angry about this. He does want to kill them. He feels… strange. It's like a small electrical buzz is traveling through his body, mostly his head. His ears ring softly. Something is wrong, but he doesn't say a word about it. A lot of weird had happened for the past several years.

'You want to kill them…'

He recognizes the voice as Youzi. Even though he knows, he simply moves on, watching the mother stare at him, frozen in fear. "K… kill them…"

'Don't hold on to nonsense. Let it all go..'

He slips free. The strange feeling fills him completely.

'That is it. That is right!'

Kakarot stops walking. His eyes begin to glow red, but they still lack emotion. He watches the mother panic in fear and run with her child.

"A demon! He's a demon!" The mother cries out.

He walks slowly. Watching her run. "Kill… kill them. Kill… Kill…"

'That's right. Kill them as slowly as you can! You are angry!'

"Right… kill them slowly… and… and…" Anger fills his eyes as he snarls. "Make them pay…!"

His hands leave the knife and it spins through the air before landing in the mother's back.

'Very good, my lord!'

The woman hugs her child close and she falls to her knees. Kakarot walks over and pulls the knife out her back before kicking the side of her head to make her fall on her back. "That wasn't very nice." He says slowly.

'Yes… What are you waiting for?! Kill those who oppose!'

Kakarot couches down and studies them both. His mind wanders on what he should exactly do to them.

'What is with the wait? Go on! Do it! It's time to have some fun!'

He tilts his head. "I wonder… who should go first? Should the mother helplessly watch her son die… or should the son helplessly watch his mother die? I can't decide on which would be more…" He can't find the word. However, the thought of this seems to excite him. He smiles. It's not a friendly smile. It's sick. It's wicked. "... fun. Yeah. That's it. Fun. This will be… lots of fun…"

"No. Kakarot. Don't do it. Don't think like that. This is wrong. Too wrong. Don't take pleasure in slaughter." The little voice in his head tries to reach him, but it is ignored once more. It cannot be heard. Not anymore.

"Ah. I know." Kakarot reaches over and snatches the little boy from the mother's grip. He holds him upside down by his ankle and stands, making the kid hang and scream out for his mother. "Let the mother watch helpless. The kid will think his mother will save him when the reality is… she can't!" He drags the child away and drops him against a tree. He grabs his head and forces him to look at his mother. "Your mommy can't save you."

"Mommy!" The little boy tries his best to ignore the Saiyan. He reaches out for her since he can't escape the Saiyan's hold. "Mommy! Help! Help me, mommy! I'm scared!' His face is red with stress and tears stream down his cheeks. His cries turn into whimpers and sobs. He shuts his eyes tight like a child in the dark as he feels the sharp end of the knife tracing down the right side of his face.

"Why start crying now?" Kakarot teases him with a chuckle behind his voice. "Silly. You'll run out of tears too soon. You'll cry much more from all the pain you're about to feel."

The mother can't watch anymore. She stands and runs towards the Saiyan. "Let go of my little boy, you psychopath!"

Kakarot frowns and he swings his tail, knocking her back several feet and making her fall. "Wait your turn. It's pointless to save him when you know you can't. Just watch your motherhood fail."

The woman is unable to sit up or breathe at the moment.

"Mommy! Get up! Get up!" The little boy's frantic cries only make the Saiyan grin. His whimpers are louder as a small cut is made on his cheek.

"Little kids shouldn't play in the woods at night." Kakarot says. His eyes seem to shine in excitement. "I'll show you why." He begins to cut and the child screams out in pain, but he doesn't care. He begins to laugh.

"MOOOOMMYYYYY!"

"She can't help you." Kakarot reminds him. "But she always promised to, right? Face the reality. Humans are liars."

'Yes. Now… makes them suffer! Take joy in every second!'

The Saiyan continues to laugh. "The both of you are so stupid for coming here! Go ahead! Plead and beg, but I'll just cut every part of his body until he is lifeless! That is exactly what you earthlings deserve!"

- Later -

Yamcha jumps. "What?! Piccolo, too?!"

They have all returned to the ship with those recruited for this event. The news brings stress and uneasiness to nearly everyone.

"You must be out of your mind!" Vegeta glares at his brother. "This is not going to work! We'll be busy trying to kill each other more than trying to kill Cell!"

"Don't get so upset. Besides. The idea wasn't meant to kill us." Tarble explains carefully. His words makes everyone give him a strange look. He can't tell due to the fact that he had lost his ability to see, but he can sense that they must be curious or questioning his words. "All of us are trying to survive. We just need to put the tension behind us."

"That is easier said than done." Piccolo frowns.

Tarble is slightly bothered. "I'm aware."

Raditz tilts his head. "You're saying that if we work together… this would benefit us and give us the advantage in this situation?"

"I honestly don't see how that would work. Especially with Goku involved." Piccolo has his arms crossed. He seems somewhat annoyed.

Krillin gulps. "Y-yeah. I have to agree on that… and I never imagined myself agreeing with Piccolo on anything…"

Oolong nods. "Good thing I'm no fighter. Regardless of that, and keeping out of sight. I don't plan on crossing paths with Goku and becoming his dinner!"

"Speaking of which…" Tarble says. "Where is Kakarot?"

"We should go." Turles begins to leave the ship. "I feel like he might just be up to no good as usual. His thick head makes it impossible for him to understand his mistakes at some cases."

"That is something we all agree on." Yamcha sighs.

"Going all at once is reckless." Vegeta takes note of everyone trying to follow Turles. "If you're willing to see the fool, then you may come along. Don't force yourselves to go if you would rather stay behind."

Raditz shrugs. "I feel like I have no other choice regardless." He walks out with his brother.

Krillin seems relieved. "I'm glad Vegeta said that."

"Well…" Tien looks around. No one is moving. "Looks like you're on your own."

"I don't care." Vegeta walks off.

Yamcha gulps as silence falls on everyone. To be in the same room with many that would want to kill him is terrifying. "This just got very awkward…"

Several minutes of silence, and they stop moving at the sound of leaves crunching under a foot. Vegeta turns to the direction of the sound. He silently orders Turles and Raditz to stay behind as he approaches it. Just as he parts away a bush, a boot kicks his face and he staggers back with a grunt. He waves the brothers off who were in position to jump in and attack whoever it was. Glaring back at the bush, he aims his hand towards it. A sphere of energy forms as he prepares to destroy it.

"Wait! Don't!"

A loud cry of a female makes the prince freeze. The brothers behind him seem slightly shocked for a reason that can't be understood. Vegeta doesn't fire. His eyes harden instead as he begins to speak to the person. "Oh, please. Try to give me one good reason why I, a Saiyan, should spare low trash like you?"

"I… I beg your pardon? Trash? To all due respect, you should not put me in the same category as the Humans. Then again, I'm stupid for not saying this before."

"What?"

Raditz takes a step forward as he points at the bush. His hand begins to shake. "Hey. I can't be hearing things… inside that bush… you… you can't possibly be…"

"I'm with him." Turles seems to understand where his brother is going with his words. He seems uncomfortable at the moment, unsure of what to make of what is happening.

Vegeta narrows his eyes. "Impossible. This has to be some sort of joke."

"It's not at all. I did plan to reveal myself to my boys later on, but I got discovered too early. Oh, well."

Raditz's eyes widen. "W-wait. You're… you're my…."

A figure jumps out the bush and lands in front of Vegeta. Too close, actually. She watches the prince steps back several times in slight discomfort. It turns out to be Gine. She dusts herself off with a long exhale. "Whew. It was crowded in there."

Raditz tries to find his words as Turles just stares with a hanging jaw. "How… how…?" He has her attention now. He blurts out what he is fighting to say. "How are you even ALIVE?!"

"Oh, that?" Gine laughs. "Nonsense. I'm not alive. I'm just here. I doubt anyone had noticed it yet, but look at my head."

Raditz looks. He takes notice of a halo floating there. Knowing this now, his mind still can't wrap around how she is even here. "I don't understand…"

"King Yemma… When he allows the dead in the land of the living, well… one day is the max, but I made arrangements so that I can stay for a month."

"Wait… what arrangements did you-"

"It's too much to explain." Gine smiles. Her smile fades as she looks at Turles in curiousity. "Did you forget how to speak? Hello?"

"What the hell did I eat last night?" Turles questions if what he is seeing is reality. Seeing his mother going back to smiling makes this even more confusing.

"Look at you. You've grown so well. You look very much like your father." Gine says pleasantly. "Don't give me that silly look. I know you're conflicted with reality but I am really here. Just for a moment. I came for the sake of your little brother."

"Kakarot…?" Raditz mutters. "I'm lost. How could you just show up and act like it's another day?"

"I've been around for a few days. Nothing extreme." She nods and looks at Vegeta before bowing. "Forgive me for attacking moments ago. I was startled, nothing more."

Turles swallows and looks towards the ground. He hears footsteps and sees his mother's boots, so he lifts his head to look at her again. At the same time, he is trying not to act a fool by losing his composure for what he is seeing.

"If only I knew that you were still alive that day." The mother seems saddened. She pulls Turles into a hug. "You went through so much trouble because of me."

Turles doesn't move. His mind is still all over the place.

"Now then." Gine steps back and nods. "Let's find your little brother."

Vegeta growls. "What kind of Saiyan is she? Now I see what Kakarot gets it from."

The woman looks at Vegeta. "So, you made arrangements, right? Does that mean you won't kill my youngest of his family?"

Vegeta doesn't know what to make out of this woman. She is ok cheerful, just like Kakarot. Already, she annoys him. He already doesn't like her. "I don't seem to have a choice."

"Good!" Gine claps her hands together. "That's great news! ChiChi, you can come out, now!" She says this which causes everyone to look around, but it takes several seconds for them to realize she is saying this with cheerful relief.

"Kakarot is too much like her…" Vegeta grumbles.

Raditz looks ahead. "Hey… isn't that her there?"

A figure is seen as a small person, but it is indeed ChiChi.

"It looks like someone else is approaching her." Turles notes.

In the long distance away, ChiChi shakes her head. She runs her fingers through her hair with signs of discomfort. What she sees is something she can't bear.

A child and a mother covered with deep cuts and lying on a pool of blood… it's terrifying. She can't imagine who would had done this.

Actually… she can.

"Goku…" She looks ahead. "But… it's not him. It's not really him… it's…" She sees him afar. Just as she moves her foot to walk forward, she sees a small figure bolt her way. This worries her once she knows who it is. "Gohan! Why did you come here?!"

Karot stiffens. "I… I already saw it all, mom…"

ChiChi can only stare at her son in horror.

"Also, I just… saw Vegeta. He's coming your way."

"Vegeta?" She grabs her son's hand and begins to guide him away from the horrific sight. Already, she can see the prince. It's already too late. He sees her.

"You're scurrying took you this far." Vegeta walks forward with the brothers and Gine behind them.

"Gine?" ChiChi was about to ask why the Saiyan brought Vegeta here, but seeing the smile on her face tells her that everything is fine. It doesn't make sense.

"I might just need you alive. You have no idea on just how lucky you are." The prince pauses as soon as he takes notice of rhs bodies. "What…?"

"Did ge really do this?" Raditz just stares at the figure that is his brother.

Vegeta looks ahead and notices Kakarot in the distance. He frowns and begins to walk forward. "I have found the fool at last. His lucky ass…"

ChiChi seems uneasy. "Vegeta, wait."

The prince stops and looks at her. "Don't slow me down. I won't kill him. At least not until after this nonsense is over." He walks again.

"Vegeta! Stop!"

"I thought I told you…" He pauses as Kakarot slowly turns around. He frowns and moves forward again. "Suddenly, my gut tells me for me to approach him isn't very wise. He's just a stupid and stubborn pain in the ass. I don't see what the issue is here."

He stands in front of the Saiyan now he stares with a blank look. Something strange is happening, and Vegeta can tell.

"You have a lucky break until Cell is done for. Enjoy it while you can. Meanwhile, you are needed back at the ship." Vegeta sends a quick order that he knows the barely educated Saiyan will understand… but the more he stands there, the more unease he feels from the Saiyan.

Kakarot doesn't respond.

"Did you not understand? I made my words as clear as I can in your level, so it's time we go. Quit stalling and-"

"... Die."

Vegeta is alarmed by this. "What?"

A hand flies past his face, and he bleeds from a cut that is how revealed. He nearly took the attack directly. He was grazed. "What the hell are you…?!"

"DOING?!" Raditz seems to have said the same sentence at the same moment as Vegeta. He would scold his brother, but looking at him tells him there is something wrong.

Kakarot looks at Vegeta with hardly any emotion. "Vegeta must… die." He rushes forward and throws a punch that is blocked. He turns with a kick on the side and Vegeta staggers. As he watches this, the blank look morphs into once filled with madness. "I'll kill you… I'll kill you!"

Vegeta blocks to punches using his arms. "Idiot! You're begging to be killed! I'll gladly give it to you!"

Kakarot chuckles as he dodges many attacks from Vegeta before headbutting him. As Vegeta staggers and stumbles to not fall, Kakarot turns with a kick that landed on the left side of Vegeta. He punches the right side of his jaw before throwing an uppercut.

Vegeta's head is thrown back, and he falls. He rolls over to avoid a foot from stomping on him, and he kicks one leg at the Saiyan to make him stagger back. He stands and huffs. He wipes the blood that trickles from his lip. "I'm going to make you pay for that."

"You threw me into the torture… so maybe I should do the same!" Kakarot slams his hand on Vegeta's face and fires a blast that sends the prince crashing immediately. Kakarot's eyes widen as he grins wickedly. "Why aren't you trying to kill me yet if you claim you will!"

Vegeta jumps to his feet immediately, and he unleashes a blast at point blank range. His attacker had no time to react. He watches him fly back from the impact and fall to the ground. He has the opportunity to attack again, but he just doesn't. His expression shows everyone his confusion. "Something isn't right."

Kakarot kicks himself to his feet with his wicked grin still on. The attack didn't seem to hurt him, but already, a stream of blood trickles down the right side of his face. He holds a bloody knife in his hand. "You really want to play that badly?"

"What is he talking about?"

Kakarot spins a knife in his hand and throws it forward. It is dodged, and he jumps at the prince. As Vegeta gets out the way, he picks up the knife again.

"What is going on?" Turles can't believe it. He watches Vegeta dodge the attack.

Raditz looks at ChiChi. "Hey! Start counting! That should stop him!"

ChiChi seems terrified. "I… I can't. I'm scared that the demon might hurt him."

"He'll kill somebody if you don't do something!"

"But… it's not really Goku! It is him, but at the same time, it isn't!"

"What does that mean?!"

"Kakarot isn't conscious." Gine answers. "He knows what he is doing, but at the same time, he doesn't. It isn't easy to explain. It's like… when you are dreaming. You are aware of what you are doing in the dream, but you don't know that you are dreaming."

Vegeta jumps back to the others. "If that is true, then he isn't trying to kill me under his own will."

ChiChi can't let this go on forever. Everyone is needed to find and get rid of Cell, but how can they progress when Kakarot is in this state?

She has to get through to him some other way. "Goku!"

Vegeta sigh as the others look at the woman like she is insane. "Human and their thinking never ceases to amaze me."

Purple fog engulfs Kakarot completely. His red eyes shift towards her.

"He's being controlled by that demon. His eyes only glow like that when the demon is doing this…" ChiChi shakes her head. "He killed that family there…"

Raditz looks at the mentioned direction. "Damn… he just can't stop…"

Kakarot isn't yet aware of their presence. What he had just done makes him laugh lightly. But a part of him seems to know be was watched by those close to him.

What the demon is doing is unforgivable in the eyes of many.

Who gave you the right to shake my family?

Who gave you the right to shake my baby, she needs me.

Who gave you the right to shake my family tree?

Kakarot drops the knife on the grass. His hand shakes, like he was a normal person who committed murder for the first time.

Karot just stares. Fear is all that is seen in his eyes. The Saiyan he had witnessed kill that family… that Saiyan is not his father. It's a monster.

That is all he sees. A terrible monster.

ChiChi hugs her son close to her. "It's not your dad's fault. It's Youzi. He's making him do all these terrible things… and his evil energy gets stronger the more lives Goku takes. Don't hate your father for this. This is all the demon's doing. He's manipulating your father… and your father is having a mental war and he's losing…"

As a mother, she should had told her son that Kakarot would be fine. Kakarot would win.

But she can't lie to a child who had seen it all.

Gine lightly pushes Karot away as her son continues the terrifying act. There is nothing she can really do but watch. "The demon is too powerful. Physically we can fight it, but since it's a spirit that is impossible. Spiritual energy surpasses me more times than I can count."

Turles snarls. "Damn that demon…"

Karot clenched his fists confidently. He glares through his mother and grandmother and rushes towards his father.

"Gohan! What are you doing?! Get back!" ChiChi reaches out knowing she herself can't get close. Even if she tries to get to him, the kid had already gone too far with his remarkable speed.

"What a ridiculous decision." Vegeta crosses his arms.

Gohan continues to run, ignoring his mother's pleads. His feet slide across the dirt as he stomps them on the ground, skidding to the right to a halt. He stares at his father's back with the confidence he had built. Despite the blood he had witnessed, he had decided to abandon his 9 year old mind at this moment. With a deep breathe, he shouts; "H-h… Hey!"

Kakarot's arms slowly lower. He turns around and is slightly surprised to see the kid standing there. "Gohan? When did you show up?"

The child bites his lip. "Th-that doesn't matter! I came here to talk to you, dad! I don't know why you're doing this, but please, stop! You're scaring me!"

Kakarot crosses his arms. "You're half-Saiyan. You shouldn't be afraid of small things like this."

Did he really just say that? Slaughter is a "small" thing? Karot seems a bit more uneasy, but he keeps his ground. "You have to stop this! You're scaring everybody! Even mom!"

"Everybody? Does that include Vegeta?" Kakarot begins to laugh. "If that's true, then I don't care. That is what he gets for messing with me!" His tone isn't normal. There is defiantly insanity present. The demon still lurks in his mind. "I think I'll pay him a visit. How about it? In his sleep he'll be woken up by his own screaming!"

Vegeta growls and prepares to march forward, but Raditz pulls his back.

"It's the demon doing this to him…" Raditz reminds him. "We have to remember that."

Vegeta pulls his arm free. "This is ridiculous."

"Stop saying things like that! It's nothing like you! Not at all!" Karot fights his tears ss he points at his father. "I-It's that dumb necklace you have! It's making you a really evil guy! That demon is changing you into a true demon in heart!"

Kakarot's eyes seem to shine for a second. "Demon? So… you know he is here?" He closes them and chuckles. "You're a very smart kid, so I'm not too surprised… but sorry to break it to ya… I'm not getting rid of him."

Everyone's faces fill with disbelief.

"Can't you see?" Kakarot begins. He holds his hands out to the side and lowers them slightly. "Ever since he was around… everything went by so easily. The Humans are afraid of me more than before, so very few will challenge me… and once I get rid of the rebellious ones… I'll rule over the rest! They took away so much from me, and now they will give it back by serving me as their king! I rule over this planet just as promised! No one will bother us anymore! See? This is to protect you and everyone else!"

"E-everyone else? All you did was harm us even worse in many different ways!"

"You're too young to understand." Kakarot grins. "Don't worry. Being a prince won't hurt. Right?"

Karot steps back at this. "I… I don't want that! I wouldn't want to be some prince over enslaved people!"

"Enslaved? Is that what you call it?" Kakarot frowns.

"Yes! That is exactly what you are doing! You're a tyrant! You're acting just like Frieza!"

Those words seem to sink in. Kakarot's expression shows slight shock, but it turns into slight anger, causing the child to step back. "Comparing me to that bastard isn't very nice. But, since you are my son, I'll let you off."

"And what if I wasn't?!"

"You wouldn't be talking right now."

Karot pauses. Did his father basically told him he would had killed him?

"Besides. I don't care about what people think. Not anymore. They don't care about me. They never did. Now… since they are all at my mercy, they plead and beg for me to let them be and spare them! Yeah! Right! The irony is powerful here, because I did that very same thing when I was locked away in a tiny little cage for three WHOLE years!" The last three words came out Kakarot's mouth loudly, making his son jump. "I'm not going to repeat what they did since you already know. Just know they are all getting what they deserve."

Karot narrows his eyes. "What about those who were never involved?!"

"Still Human. Selfish and greedy creatures. They care for nothing but their own desires. That's why they'll go as far as kill each other off in war to get what they want. And guess what?" Kakarot pauses to give his son time to mentally guess. "Even if one side won, they still want more. So why not do the job quickly by killing them off or simply having them pinned down under my control? It's defiantly working, because they are so focused on killing me they are working together so well! But I doubt that would last long! How about I put them in a stadium and make them fight to the death for a nice reward! They would have to fight off other threats. They can both simply work together to get it, but Humans are so selfish about their own lives, they'll kill their best friend to save their own!" He begins to laugh madly.

Karot shakes his head. "Dad. This isn't right. This is not how to fix all of this! There is nothing we can do! Humans are born selfish! That is why parents teach their children how to share!"

"Well, they must had did a terrible job. The poor mother witnessed her son being sliced across the face... like he's a pig in a butcher shop!" Kakarot laughs again and covers one side of his face as he cracks up. "It was hilarious! The mother was too selfish of her own life to save the boy! She just stood there…. LIKE A DEER IN HEADLIGHTS! HAHAHAHAHAHA!"

ChiChi is too scared to speak or even react. What he just said… what if… what if that mother and son, is her and Gohan?

"What has happened all this time?" Turles' eyes widen. "What kind of demon are we really dealing with?"

Raditz has the same look. "It's insane. It seems the demon's hatred is mixed with jealousy."

"Jealousy?"

"He might also be jealous towards the Humans…"

Vegeta's expression is impossible to read. He seems to be making note of the situation, studying carefully.

Though Kakarot may seem to have nothing left in him, a part of him still questions what could be happening? Is there a benefit? What Youzi is really doing…. it just doesn't seem... right?

Who gave you the right to scare my family?

Who gave you the right to scare my baby, she needs me.

Who gave you the right to shake my family tree?

Kakarot manages to catch a breath and calm down. "Humans are a funny species to look at. All bark but no bite. They are fragile and afraid. They are only confident in numbers! What a joke!"

"Stop it…"

Kakarot looks at his son. "Do you understand, or is that Human half clouding your judgment? Why not try to be a Saiyan?"

"Stop it." Karot speaks almost in an angry whisper. "Shut up, you disgraceful psychopath! You have brought dishonor to our family!"

Kakarot's eyes slightly widen.

"You're not my father. You're not even a Saiyan! You're a freak!" Karot's shake with his anger. "You even have the nerve to sell your soul for something so sick! You don't DESERVE to call yourself a Saiyan or anything else! In my eyes… all I see is a demon! That is exactly what has consumed you!"

The father doesn't exactly know how to react to this. He doesn't like what is going on, or the fact that he is being shamed by his own kid. He closes his eyes and sighs in disappointment. "Well. Even you can't see it yet. Oh, well."

'He will never see it. Why not just show it to him? Speaking to a stubborn child won't do any good.' Youzi's voice is filled with a poisonous hate that infects the Saiyan's mind.

Kakarot's eyes narrow. "I guess you are right."

ChiChi finds her voice. "G-Goku… what did that demon just say to you?!" She watches him snatch his son by the arm. "Don't you dare hurt him! You are his father! You don't do this to him!"

"Let me go!" Karot demands.

Kakarot pulls him along. "I'm not going to kill you, if that is what you are thinking. That's just wrong." He leads the child towards a covered box. He tanks the cover off which reveals a cage. "I'm just showing you what hell feels like! You're smart, so this isn't so hard to figure out for you!"

Karot is horrified at one second. In the next, he slaps his father across the face and staggers back when he is freed. Kakarot glares at him as he rubs his face while turning to him.

"Well. I'm starting to wonder if you're siding with the Humans." Kakarot's tone has anger hidden in it. He seems very close to snapping or attacking towards his own kid. "If that's true, then that hurts. I don't want to end your life."

He really means it.

He would kill him if he sides with the Humans… or he truly thinks he is. Kakarot us very delusional thanks to Youzi. The demon might convince him that his assumption is true….

Kakarot growls lowly. "So… is that it? Stab me in the back like all the others, huh?! Well?!" Kakarot is suddenly in front of the child, and he throws a punch at his stomach.

"GOHAN!" ChiChi screams out. She finds her feet and begins to run, but she is held back by Gine. The Human watches in horror as the child coughs out a mouthful of straight blood. "Let go of me! My baby!"

"Going over there will only make it worse! If he really wanted to kill him he would had done so!" Gine explains. "Listen to me! That is not my son! His actions are being manipulated! He's not thinking at will! If this was truly Kakarot, he wouldn't dare do this!"

ChiChi is already crying. "But he punched my son… his own son! He probably ruptured his organs, Gine! I can't watch this!"

"You can't save him now."

Raditz growls. "What are we supposed to do? We can't just watch!"

"I… I don't know… but something has to be done!" Turles replies.

Vegeta's eyes slightly widen. The situation at this moment seems to make him finally realize something. It's more of a wake-up call, actually. "He was being influenced by that thing…"

Karot continues to cough, hunched over. He lifts his head and he sees the purple outline of fog highlighting his father's body. His eyes fill with terror as he steps back before falling to a sitting position.

"It doesn't feel good, does it? Unfortunately for you, that doesn't even scrape the tip of the iceberg of the pain I endured!" Kakarot kicks his jaw and the child falls. "Not even a little bit!"

Karot lies on the ground in pain. He watches a foot hover over his chest.

"So maybe you should watch yourself before you say a word about what I am doing wrong in your eyes!" Kakarot throws down his foot, but the child glows blue and disappears. He steps on the grass instead. "What?"

It dawned on him that the child was so scared, he teleported himself away by instinct.

After looking around, he locates him on his forearms and knees. Karot's head faces the ground. Kakarot notes that his son only teleported to a spot feet behind him. "How did you…?"

Heavy breathing turns into a deep snarl. Karot's teeth are clenched tight. Teeth are completely bared as he lifts his head to glare at his father with wild and angry eyes. He slowly pushes himself to his feet to stand. His body and arms are limp and he wobbles for a second. "How could you let this happen…?"

Kakarot watches carefully. Those words came out in an angry growl.

"I won't let you do this anymore… I'll… I'll stop you myself! Even if it kills me!" Karot shouts. "If I have to beat my own dad near death to kill that bastard… then I'll do it!"

"Gohan!" ChiChi doesn't know what to be more shocked about. The fact that her son is about to throw away his own life, or the fact that he swore at such a young age. He is picking up too much from those Saiyans!

Karot shakes slightly. "That's enough! I'VE HAD ENOUGH!" As he screams out the last word, energy engulfs his body and nearly blows away everyone around him. The second is turned golden, ChiChi and Gine are blown from their feet. His feet sinks into the ground as he transforms into a Super Saiyan.

Despite this, Kakarot still chuckles. "Well. It looks like you are really like the others. You just don't want to take time to understand me. So… I have no reason to listen to you either." His eyes glow somewhat brighter. The possession the demon has on his actions and thinking are much more powerful than before.

Karot growls. "You're the one who doesn't understand. You're ripping our family apart!"

"No… I'm trying to help you." Kakarot says. "I might have to force you to understand."

Who gave you the right to shake my family?

Who gave you the right to shake my baby, she needs me.

Who gave you the right to shake my family tree?

Who gave you the right to take intrusion, to see me?

Karot just stares his father down.

Kakarot chuckles, naive towards the fact that he is the main reason his own family is falling apart… but the fault isn't his...

Who gave you the right to hurt my family?

Who gave you the right to hurt my baby, she needs me.

Who gave you the right to shake my family tree?

Youzi's voice speaks again. 'His opinion doesn't matter…'

The Saiyan grins in a sinister way.

Stab a knife in my back, shot an arrow in me!

Tell me, are you the ghost of jealousy?

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A/N: Lyrics from "Ghost" by The King of Pop, Michael Jackson! (I love all his songs!)

Finally finished! Holy crap! I updated again!

This chapter was hard to write at many parts. I honestly had no idea what to do with it, but I got something out.

I didn't struggle too much. Plus, I was reeally busy this month. I had a lot going on. At least I got an update in.

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Possible Questions:

PQ1: What is Youzi's true goal of having Kakarot?

A: The answer was hinted here. It will fully come later.

PQ2: Where is the plot going?

A: Even I am trying to see where. Hmm….

PQ3: Who is the main problem among the Saiyans besides Kakarot?

A: Vegeta. That is pretty obvious.

PQ4: When will we see Semi-Perfect and Perfect Cell?

A: I don't think I am allowed to tell you that. I won't allow myself to say so.

PQ5: Why is Tarble allowing this truce to happen?

A: He is a genius. Maybe something good will come out of it.

PQ6: How is anyone going to deal with Youzi-possessed Kakarot?

A: They are going to need A LOT of holy water. I know that much.

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Question Time:

Q: NOICE CHAPTER Sam and dean are better thanks to their sexy hair

A: Hahaha! I'm sure a lot of people would agree with you!

Q: I was just thinking what if one of the characters stumble on a video and if shows how kakarot was tortured and tormented so they get a better understanding of what kakarot went. Through

A: What's with my readers reading my mind? I must be too predictable. I was thinking about that before you said so. Huh.

Q: Don't give up I reeeaaallly love you books and you style of righting and thinking

A: Aw, thanks! I won't give up! Not at all! You are not the first to say how my writing style is liked!

Q: I know this doesn't relate to dbz fanfiction but if you want you can do a fanfiction on attack on titans

A: Mmm… Attack on Titan? I binged-watched the whole first season in 1 day. (It was that good to me.) I dunno. If I do write a fanfiction on that, it may be difficult. It has tons of blood and gore and the fighting is so different. Writing that would be so strange. I would have to use a different writing style. I can't promise you I would write one. Maybe...

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Next Time:

*Insert DBZKai "episode preview theme" here*

Vegeta: (firmly) This is Prince Vegeta of The Saiyan race!

Vegeta: (Annoyed) What the hell is happening? I don't understand what crossed Kakarot's mind that made him thought it was okay, but I won't tolerate it for another moment!

Karot: (angry) Dad… why would you allow this to happen…?

Gine: (serious) How is this plan going to work with the demon running wild? Trying to have Kakarot work with everyone else is impossible at this point!

ChiChi: (saddened) I might have no other choice.

Vegeta: (annoyed) And I have to deal with these two idiots! What are they even doing?!

Gine: (sighs) My boys have always been reckless.

Vegeta: (growls) I am surrounded by idiots….

Vegeta: Next time on; "The Dissonance of The Earthling Saiyan"! Chapter 7: "Dumb, Dumber, and Dumbest."

This perfectly explains how I feel about those brothers...

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To be Continued to Chapter 7!

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Upcoming Chapters: (Read at your own risk!)

Chapter 7: "Dumb, Dumber, and Dumbest." A huge lead is given by a doctor who worked close with Chille during the development of the Androids, and Kakarot doesn't like it one bit. It's not that he doesn't like the lead. He hates the doctor, and it's no surprise to say he would want to see him dead.

In order to be granted access into a room when the doctor is willing to hand it over, he picks Raditz to complete a very simple task that makes him look like the biggest idiot in the universe… but it's not his fault.

Turles seems to have no experience with the opposite gender and their boundaries. It's no surprise since he was on his own since age 3. However, his mood changes in a way that has Kakarot curious on just what is on his middle brother's mind.

Chapter 8: "A struggle between two worlds" When the investigation of Cell turns into a full-fledged fight, it seems the creature realizes just how dangerous the fighters are. He makes plans to counter against it, or to turn the tables.

Kakarot and ChiChi are looking more into what they may be dealing with, but two different perspectives may just be a bigger problem. ChiChi sees that her husband will need more saving than what was previously thought needed. To stay alive, she has to try to look deeper into why the Saiyan does what he does.

Chapter 9: "Standby for battle! An alliance in hot water?" Everyone is prepared to fight Cell… who is a true threat like no other! But… the truce that was formed is shaken with Kakarot being the main issue! His strong hatred towards the Human race may just shatter what has been built up! How much longer can he truly stay in one place? Cooperation is one thing. Tolerance is another. It seems the Saiyan will have to work on both!

Chapter 10: "Operation: Extermination! Watch out, 18!" With Cell now in everyone's sights, one mission is clear: "Kill him!". With the combined forces, it should be enough to take down this walking humanoid insect, right? Not when his eyes are set on 18! Everyone is on guard to actually keep her and her twin brother from the monster's reach! How long can it actually last?!

Chapter 11: "Step forward for the chances, "Goku-wannabe"!" With Kakarot impossible to control, the unlikely team has no other choice but to take their plans to another path! A sadistic Saiyan who refuses to obey anyone and would rather kill his own temporary companions is far too dangerous to even be around! Turles is left with an unexpected role he never saw coming. The question is; will he comply, or will his own "selfish sin" get in his way?

Then again, not only is he in a situation that leaves him questioning his power. When reality strikes just what he is really feeling just as his brother's suspected, it brings another issue that may have him distracted more than prepared!