Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Confession ❯ Chapter 1

Confession

I… don't understand this… why everything had to just fall apart like this. For a very long time, I felt all that power, and the rage that came with it, boiling inside of me. I couldn't ignore it. So, I let it take me. Why not? There was really nothing else to do. It's like… it was my destiny. But still… I don't really understand.

Oh gods father, I'm sorry! I'm thinking these words as I help you bandage your eye. Or what is left of it. You shouldn't have tried to stop me! What were you thinking?! You knew that I was stronger than you, that I was insane at the moment, so why?! I'll never understand you either. Not completely anyway.

But I do know you hated not being in control. I can't blame you for that. No one likes feeling helpless. But then again, most people don't enslave their own children either. Any kind feeling I had for you, it died a horrible death that night. When I slowly opened my eyes, sensing your presence, I thought something was wrong. Maybe some new foe had come, one you weren't strong enough to kill, so you had to wake me?

I muttered, still half-asleep, asking you what it was. You didn't reply. If only I had been fully awake!

And then you lunged at me, trying to pin me down whilst you slipped that damn device over my head. I fought you, but I was still slightly groggy. It slipped right on, like it was made for me. I really should have known.

Then, when I finally flung you off of me and onto the floor, I was awake. And severely pissed. I stood up angrily, and stalked over to where you half lay on the floor, eyes wide and frightened. You shouldn't have done that! There were so many things you could have done instead, you fool! But you didn't. Instead, you had to seal your own fate by doing this. By taking control of my body and using me. It really comes down to fate in the end, doesn't it? We were both supposed to die a long time ago. But fate had some other plan for us, and now we're down to this. Now, I think I'll have to kill you for this disgrace. And still, I'm sorry. And again, I don't understand it at all.

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I'm watching as you bring Prince Vegeta to this mockery of a palace. Like I was watching you when you were laughing in that strange way you have, when you were watching that comet through your crystal device. I sometimes think you are more of a maniac than I, father.

You're telling the Prince that I am his to do with what he wishes. If you didn't have my body under this spell, I think I might have started laughing at this. Of course I am! I always have been! I am nothing but a tool. You proved that to me long ago, father.

Not too long after, an old friend arrives here as well. I say friend with the utmost disgust. That… that Saiyan named Kakkarot, he was the one who started all this, though I'm not sure how. Somehow, I know that all of this is his fault! It's his! And I'll be damned if I let Fate interfere again this time! That damned fool, he has everything I never had! My father, my Prince, everyone thinks I am nothing but a stupid idiot. But they're wrong. I am more observant than anyone here. And I've seen all the happiness in that man's eyes. I've seen his son, his friends, even the way he can look at the Prince as a friend, and not his superior! I wanted that! It was supposed to be mine! I am the Legendary! I should have been able to do everything that he could, that asshole! And, somehow, someway, it's ALL HIS FAULT!!

I grin as I lick the blood of my lips. Kakkarot says I'm disgusting. As if I hadn't already been told that. As if I hadn't been called so many worse names that have no doubt scarred some part of my mind and brainwashed me far more than this fucking tiara on my head.

I just wanted to fight. I wanted to kill Kakkarot, that is true. But even more so, I wished to have one good fight. I wanted him to give it his all. I didn't want a weakling at my feet, begging for their life. I wanted a challenge. That wasn't so strange, was it? So, as my father is taking my body back under his control, and I feel myself slip away and my eyes grow soft looking again, and I turn away from my prey and walk peacefully back to the palace, I have started creating a plan. Your revenge on Prince Vegeta will have to wait, father. Mine must come first, I'm afraid.