Title: Sad, But True

Rating: PG-13 (If you haven't noticed by now, Kakarott's a potty mouth…)

Summary: Kakarott is now awake and well aware of what is going on. He is slowly becoming stronger and more capable of influence, but the question is: Will he ever truly reclaim the body that was once his?

Consciousness slowly greets me with the sight of a huge demon-like creature sitting behind a desk in front of me. Apparently the fool has been awake for a decent while, considering the fact that he is deep in conversation with the demon about being able to travel on 'Snake Way' to train under a master known as 'King Kai'. According to the demon, this King Kai has quite a lot to offer.

The idiot bids the demon farewell and starts down the path known as Snake Way. All it consists of is a long, winding path that seems to have no end to it and a lot of golden clouds. It doesn't appear to be much of a reward for what this baka has done in his life.

As Son Goku maneuvers my body down the seemingly endless road, my mind wanders to the infinite possibilities of this King Kai. Perhaps this would be worth it. After all, I want my body in top condition when I reclaim it…

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Ludicrous. Pure idiocy. What kind of trainer IS this King Kai? Chasing an overgrown monkey is NOT a proper way of training a warrior. It's unheard of. True, this will train my body to except higher levels of gravity than the Earth's pathetic level, but this is degrading.

The moron doesn't have the mind to figure out that this path will lead him nowhere. He's simply trying to run in this kind of gravity that he isn't used to after a monkey that IS used to it. Of course who could expect this simpleton to use his mind? He never has and never will.

It takes the fool over a week to catch that idiotic chimpanzee, and of course this 'master' has another inane task for my counterpart. Hitting a bug with a mallet… Can this POSSIBLY get ANY more humiliating?!

I've grown tired of this… It's grown so boring… Maybe all the idiot needs is a little 'influence.'

Throw the mallet one way and run the other!!! This planet's not THAT big, you moron!!!!!

The reaction is instantaneous. He follows my directions and the task is ended. Now the true training can finally begin…

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I stand on the battlefield, drinking glorious aftermath of so much rage and violence. Well, at least I do. My idiotic counterpart is appalled at the sight of his friends lying on the ground, lifeless, but I crave this kind of savagery like a dehydrating man craves water. This is what I was born for. The pure elation at knowing that your opponent is strong enough to kill one or more of your own makes the battle even more desirable.

The Namek, the three-eyed freak, and the coward lie dead. The midget clown is nowhere to be seen, so I assume he is dead. The fool has reunited with the bald one and his offspring to face a big, very bald Saiyajin and none other than the Prince of all Saiyajin.

I recognize him from the computer logs that had instructed me in my ship. He is almost an exact mirror image of his father. Regal, proud looking, and practically dripping with arrogance. This was definitely Prince Vegeta, and he introduces himself as so to the baka.

He states that he and Nappa, the bald giant, are here to do the job I was intended to do. Pure malice fills my soul at this. It is considered to be a very deep insult for a Saiyajin to take over a purging mission from another. It's an extremely shameful thing.

I've got news for you, my Prince, this is MY planet to purge, and if you get in my way, I will fucking kill you…

The fool shudders at the sudden surge of anger that has flooded his being. He has no idea quite where such rage has come from. After all, he was already angry with the prince, and the other Saiyajin hadn't said anything that would insult him, but he dismisses the thought once the lumbering giant attacks.

Nappa proves to be even more stupid than Son Goku and is dealt with quite easily. Vegeta sees the uselessness of a warrior that can't defeat his opponent, and quickly exterminates the weak moron.

Confusion and revulsion fills my counterpart's psyche. He doesn't understand how someone could be heartless enough to kill one of their own friends instead of helping them.

Heh, heh… You fool, a true Saiyajin HAS no friends, only loyalties… And loyalty means nothing to me…

Even more confusion fills him as a great deal of my amusement enters his system. He quickly becomes disgusted with himself, thinking that the amusement was his own… He can't tell the difference between his emotions and my own. This will be his downfall…

Vegeta's attack is swift and agile as he takes over for his fallen 'comrade.' He calls the fool Kakarott… He will pay for that later. Giving MY name to that idiot is an insult to the very name itself.

The battle goes on for quite a while. Vegeta is very strong. Much stronger than my brother was. However, this kaioken technique seems to be shifting the battle in our favor. Perhaps undergoing all of that humiliating training with King Kai was worth the benefits after all…

Then the enraged prince uses a desperation move. He creates a moon ball with which to go Oozaru with. I can only watch and curse my counterpart with every obscenity I know, both in his language and Saiyago, for cutting off my tail when he was younger. Because of that mistake, we're both gonna die. Again.

You stupid, moronic fucking DICK!!!!! This all your damn fault!!

The balance quickly shifts to Vegeta as my body is beaten and battered again and again. Bones snap and cartilage is crushed as the prince takes out his fury on my body. I can feel that familiar lightness beginning to mix with the pain. Death is trying to take me once more.

It was then that the unexpected happened. The simpering coward Yajirobe slices off Vegeta's tail. Once he realized what had happened, he turns and proceeds to beat the living shit out of the human.

This gives the fool time to use the other technique that King Kai had taught him. He forms a spirit bomb and gives it to the monk to use. The attack is a successful hit, but the prince still lives on.

Then the boy's tail grows back and all hell breaks loose. He tosses Vegeta around as if the prince were nothing more than a rag doll, but he manages to cut the boy's tail off which prompts the offspring of Son Goku to fall right on top of the wounded heir to the throne as he transforms back.

The bald human retrieves the coward's sword and raises it to strike when my counterpart pleads with him not to do so. He truly IS an idiot…

Don't spare him, you baka!!!

The monk slowly, reluctantly draws the sword away…

DAMN YOU!! You're supposed to finish the damn fight!!! KILL HIM!!!!

The beaten, battered prince is allowed to make it to a space pod and blast off… My rage knows no bounds…

What the hell were you THINKING, you bastard?!?

Both mental and physical fatigue catch up with me as the fool closes my eyes. I drift off into restless sleep, knowing that I will be stronger when I awaken…