I do not know whether my mail program will word wrap this correctly, but
if it appears to be in chaotic assembly, please write me so that I may
amend such an err. Arigatou!
Ode to Kakarotto
This feeling? What is it? My body feels as though it is going to
burst!
This...is incredible! I never believed such power could exist! Now I
understand! I understand what it was that always kept me from defeating
Kakarotto...
I had become so heartless under Furiiza's opression. Even so, I
betrayed
him--betrayed him in spite of his power! Ha! The true way of the
Saiyajin!
We think we are such great warriors...and now to realize the truth! Is
this how Kakarotto had always felt?
I came to earth, hoping for immortality so that I could destroy Furiiza
and rule the galaxy myself--the prince of a dead race. That was when I
met you, Kakarotto. You were such a low-class fighter, I'd had no
worries.
None at all. The humiliation of that defeat...oh, if you had been I,
Kakarotto,
you would have mocked such bitterness! My hate for you grew each time
we
met...
When you finally arrived on Namekku, you dealt a swift end to Furiiza's
pathetic private army, saving my life in the course, and then went on to
finish Furiiza as well. I respected you, but I hated the fact that you
had finally attained what I could not! You were a Suupaa Saiyajin! Not
only hatred, but jealousy. I craved to destroy you.
You were still much more powerful when I finally attained the level of
Suupaa
Saiyajin, during our battle with the androids. When I finally broke
through
the limits of Suupaa Saiyajin, I was so proud! But again, it wasn't
long
before my own son forced the barrier of the Saiyajin's powers back even
further, and you followed with him. I was again nothing of help as we
continued
our fight with Seru, but the ultimate humiliation came when your son
exerted
a power so great that even the Kaioushin himself took notice. I could
not stand it any longer.
You came to the earth realm, defying Death himself, to fight in the
Tenkai
Ichi Budoukai. I trained so hard for that day, and it was ruined by
another
idiot. That day, I remember so well. I was once again what I had been
long before; ruthless, heartless, and wanting only one thing: Your
defeat!
When Majin Buu killed your son, however, something happened to me that
I'd never experienced before. I felt a great sorrow, for I knew that I
was the one at fault. If you'd have fought Buu then, you most certainly
would have died. Even you could not understand the tremendous power he
had. I was stronger, but he was indestructible, and though I'd fought
to
avenge Gohan, at the end of that battle I realized that what I truly
wanted
to do, apart from atone for the death of your son, was to preserve the
future
for my family, and even for the earth. That, I had thought at the time,
was the secret to your power, because you knew that if you didn't win,
it
was not only your neck on the line.
Such an assumption was wrong. While we fought Majin Buu in his final
form,
I watched as you kept up with that monster while I couldn't even land a
blow. I finally gave in, admitting that you were the superior warrior.
All the battles that followed, I knew, would remind me of that.
Until now, that is. I was told about how you'd bumped your head as a
child.
I was told how you had changed from a rampaging child of anger into the
innocent youth that destiny never allowed me to experience. That was
part
of why you were always a better warrior...but now I see the full truth,
in this battle, on this field.
Bejiita awoke from the inner voice that was almost bringing him to
tears.
The fact that he had obtained a power that no one had ever seen before
was not what made him so happy, for once. It was what he had needed to
learn to obtain it that made him, the prince of all Saiyajin, beg his
oldest
foe for forgiveness. Now it was time to become what his childhood had
denied
him...
"Appurikotto!" Bejiita snapped, "You're beaten. Get out of my sight,
and
if I catch you in this galaxy again, I will hurt you more and more each
time."
The scarred and bruised figure of the once most powerful Saiyajin in the
universe stood on shaking knees, hardly believing his eyes. Had he not
achieved the final level of Suupaa Saiyajin? He would hardly let
someone
that was only half as powerful defeat him in battle. Except...now
Bejiita
was not a mere fourth-level Saiyajin. Whatever he was, it had never
been
classified. Even Buroori, nearly invincible as he was, would not have
added
up to the measure of whatever the hell Bejiita had become.
"Fool! I won't surrender to you! I am the Ultimate Saiyajin!"
Appurikotto raised one arm, gathering all his energy as he did so. He
wouldn'
t admit how hopeless the situation was, but he could destroy the planet
and take his conqueror with him.
Bejiita merely blinked, and all the energy, the sum of Appurikotto's
final
blow, fizzled away and left a light puff of smoke in his shaking hand.
Appurikotto stared at his hand with wide eyes.
"You don't understand. So long as I am here, this planet cannot be
harmed.
I am greater now than you could even imagine. Ten times your total
power
would not be a fraction of mine. Leave NOW!"
Bejiita turned deliberately slowly, and began to walk away. He sensed
what
came next the minute the thought entered Appurikotto's mind.
"Now I have you, you asshole!" Appurikotto had clutched Bejiita with
both
arms, and was holding with all his might. He began to laugh, and mocked
Bejiita.
"You won't live! I'll take you and this planet with me!"
Bejiita smiled and shook his head. "There was a time, once, when I
thought
that was the way." With one finger, he removed Appurikotto's right arm
and turned so that they were nose to nose. "Now, get out of here. If
you
ever come back, I will follow you through the galaxy and pummel you
every
day, until either you or I die!"
Appurikotto fell at the pain as Bejiita dug his finger deep into his
arm.
He shouted, and sagged after he was released.
"No..." he gasped. "I am a Saiyajin! I will either defeat you or
die!"
"I am the prince of all Saiyajin, and I proclaim that, today, you will
be
given a new choice; one that I had not considered for a long time, just
like yourself!"
Bejiita raised one hand, and Appurikotto suddenly found himself hanging
helpless in the air. He was unable to move as his opponent forced him
into
his space pod and, with nothing more than a brief thought, sent his ship
careening into and right through the atmosphere of this small, blue, and
insignificant planet with enough force that Appurikotto would be
prevented
from halting the movement for days. Such power was unbelievable...
And he was gone. Now Bejiita turned to the awed expressions of all his
old friends, and of his family. After he reflected on them for the
briefest
of moments, he looked up towards the skies. Everyone watched as a tear
trickled down his cheek, stunned into silence by what they were seeing.
All that time, Kakarotto, it was complete opposition to what the
Saiyajin
stood for that gave you your power! The pride in us, our unwillingness
to accept defeat, it made our race strong...but denying all of that,
forgiving
the enemy when he has been defeated, no matter how terrible he may
be...That
is where the true hidden power was in the Saiyajin! I have defied
everything
I have ever known, and it has made me powerful, even moreso than you!
And of all things, it is to you I owe it!
Arigatou, Kakarotto!