Premonition (First Legend)

''Please Note: This fanon has within itself a horrific genre of bloody death and gore. Also an aroma of sexual content and erotic intentions.''

'''- And one more thing: the Original Super Saiyan being a Golden Great Ape is anime exclusive. No evidence to support this in the manga -'''



(Not Completed)

Part One: Premonition is, as the title suggests, the first part to the story of First Legend. It deals with the birth of the Original Super Saiyan, Arctodus, and reveals his rise to fame as the strongest warrior on the planet. It also deals with the fall of the Afro-Ginian Empire and the ultimate betrayal to its Prince: Jacksavin.

The Clarification
This will be the final explanation in this grand scheme of things.

Character's In Part One
Visit the link for the character's here.

Part One Theme Song
It's time to witness the Uprising (Muse) of the Original Super Saiyan.

Premonition
"Study strategy over the years

And achieve the spirit of the warrior, today is victory over

Yourself of

yesterday; tomorrow is victory over lesser men"

- Miyamoto Musashi

Chapter One: Deliverance
Age 550

Planet Saiyan

Mid-Night; 12:02 a.m.

The once gorgeous bliss that stood upon the planet has long since been dead over the land. The tropic heaven that once cultivated the souls of all life is now accompanied by the blistering cold of freezing snow. It's now been decided by the surviving Saiyan's to take action and leave this frozen hell and escape into the depths of space. Against all odds, the declining Race has managed to build a rocket ship and plan to lift off before sunrise. A few of the Saiyan's who've built the savior to their freezing oppression have gathered around a campfire to wait out the night, and to ease their pain, begin to tell myths and legends about heroes of the distant past to take their minds off the snowy blizzard.

Then the legend of the Super Saiyan with unrivaled power comes up to surface the present age. Most of them disregard the existence of such a warrior as pure mythology. As they talk among the darkness, it looks like a white ghost, cloaked in pale garments, reveals itself to the brave few.

"Who are you!? Reveal yourself you coward."

The white phantom lets out a chuckle and pulls back the hood that was disfiguring its face. To the surprise of everyone that ghost was truly just an old Saiyan refugee that was walking among the frozen tundra, through the violent blizzard.

"What are you doin' out here, old-timer? You're gonna freeze to death if you stay any longer."

"No, no. I'm fine, but I couldn't help over hearing your conversation about... the Legend."

One of the Saiyan's named Iris scoots over to give some room for the aging one sit in. "So, you know about the Legend too uh? We were just discussing it and we all think it's a bunch of bullshit. Soldiers used to talk about a blood thirsty warrior who could transform into a Super Saiyan around their captured prisoners on purpose, so when they would make their way to escape, they would spread the fear across the planet. Some would say it's a more effective way in conquering your enemy."

The late stranger smiles and says:

"Oh, is that true? So I guess none of you believe in the existence of the Original Super Saiyan? Well that's a shame. But no sweat, I'm gonna let you in on a little secret. I'm about to tell you the true story of what really happened to him."

Iris is suspicious. "What are you getting to old-timer? You're telling me that he was real?"

"Ah, he was real alright. He was real as you and me."

The old wanderer goes off to tell the small crew of the incident that lead to the self-annihilation of the Original Super Saiyan. "Gather around brethren and I'll explain to you a reality before the modern time. Let us plunge into a world when the Saiyan Race was almighty and spread its presence across the four corners of the globe."

2,260 Before Age

Planet Saiyan

The Barbaric North

Night; 2:38 a.m.

It's dark out and blackness covers the Great grassy plains of the lit-moon night. Then all of a sudden the air is filled with treacherous bloody cries of a woman giving birth to a baby boy in her tent. Her lofty committed husband stands by her side. Constantly reassuring her that all is going to be alright. The woman's grip tightens ever so at the palm of his left hand.

"You can do it Aricanna, he's almost here! You just gotta push, push!!"

Her only responses are a series of pierce shattering moans and groans. He can sense something is horribly wrong. As he puts his hands on his pregnant wife's stomach for better comfort, he can feel ripple waves start to form and spread over the course of her core. The trembling sensation only makes him more worried,

"What's happening? Wha-what's going on?"

Aricanna starts to cringe and stutter and cough's up pools of crimson blood. This frightens the late to be father so he sends forth his mercenary out of the tent to gather a team of reinforcements of doctors to his aid.

"It's gonna be alright, Aricanna. Just hang in there. Everything's gonna be okay, I promise."

He reaches over and gently wipes the blood-mixed saliva from the far corner of his wife's mouth. She clutches the finger and brings him forward.

"Brodus, I can't take it anymore. The fucking pain; it hurts too much... Do you think the baby is going to be alright?"

Brodus is in shock and disbelief.

"The hell with the kid. You need to worry about yourself right now. You're in critical condition my love, I'll be damned if I'm left to raise the boy by myself. It's going to be fine, I know we're gonna get through this."

He kisses the velvet delicate soft skin of Aricanna's hand and they gaze into each other's souls from the entrance of their eyes. They are truly in love. But moments later her cries and uproars resurfaces yet again; only this time more disturbing and violent. Her demonic screams plunge into the ears of every Saiyan in the village. She shouts and begs the Reaper to come and take her away to end her suffering but she suffers on. Brodus commands to know where are all the doctors he requested for the aid of his Queen.

Finally they venture inside the tent and the Head Gynecologist tends to the fading Aricanna.

"Get this baby out of me!" She exclaimed.

Suddenly the gynecologist starts panting then sweating when he takes "a look". "Holy shit! Oh God this is bad. This is really, really bad."

Everybody else in the tent requested an answer for the words he's chosen to say.

"What? What is it!?" Brodus commanded.

"Listen to me very carefully my Queen-" A frightened look morphed unto the face of the gynecologist, "For the sake of your life, do not push."

Aricanna breaks down in tears. "No, this can't be happening? It just can't! What the hell is gonna happen to me? What the fuck is gonna happen to my baby!?"

Brodus grabs the gynecologist by the throat and starts strangling.

"You fool! What do you plan to do about this? My wife's dying and you're just standing there. Do something or else!! I won't watch her bleed to death, not on my watch."

While still being strangled he replies:

"S-sire... Pl-pl-please! I'm sorry... There's nothing... I can Do!"

Brodus gives him a cold stare. "You son of a bitch, there's nothing you can do uh?"

He unleashes his full might and the very fingers that are chocking around the gynecologists neck squeeze so hard, one by one they start penetrating through the skin; spewing out blood in the process. While still holding on he forms a green aura that manipulates into an energy sphere and detonates it. The sound from the explosion encourages the entire village to see what all the ruckus is about. Through the chaos, Aricanna lets out one more shout. According to Legend the third and final scream unleashed by her was so loud, that the sound waves she generated traveled across the entire planet scaring everybody half to hell thinking they heard the call of death.

Brodus, after incinerating the gynecologists body, the lesser doctors and his mercenaries all huddle around Aricanna. Then the unimaginable happens: the baby explodes out of its amniotic sac, tears through the placenta, and rips through the skin of his own mother; exposing her thrashed intestines, liver and all. Everybody is drenched in blood and amniotic fluids - truly a horrific scene.

Complete horror and painful emotions fluttered into Brodus' psyche. The bloody sight of Aricanna makes him yell and scream with the power of 1,000 armies raging down the battle field. He staggers over to her, ignoring the infant in the wake of his attempts to get a response from her but no answer. Her soul is long gone. Brodus sobs and weeps at the death of his one true love, so he hugs the lifeless corpse - not knowing the baby is still attached to her umbilical cord due to his blind fury.

Eventually after some persuasion from his mercenaries he accepted that Aricanna was gone and now holds his baby boy in his arms. But to no friendly avail. He curses the baby for taking away the woman that he loved and frowns at the presence of his lover's murderer. To show a token of the once loved relationship shared between Brodus and Aricanna, he names the baby Arctodus. In loving memory that they were once one. He hands over the infant to his best friend and right-hand-man, Eli, and walks up the hillside to watch the rise of the sun. As the yellow streak of ray's race across the Northern black sky, he tells himself the "wait" begins.

Chapter Two: Discovery
Meanwhile on the other side of the planet it's four hours past noon and Jacksavin, a dark skin Saiyan Prince who is the sole heir to the Afro-Ginian throne, is out in the sun scorching heat of the Siolla Desert with a small group of 100 militants looking for The Lost Scriptures. The scriptures are a collection of ancient artifacts that signifies and specifically explains how to ascend past levels of power beyond that of a Super Saiyan. It also explains how to use ancient fighting techniques supposedly invented by the Saiyan gods.

Jacksavin and his small batch of rogue warriors have been participating in a meaningless search in a fairy tale hoax for four years in the desert. And most of his men have had enough of this hide-and-seek bullshit. There has also been rumors' going around that the Prince has lost his mind and that his mental state of peace has been deteriorating for some time. Most will agree that if they don't do something quick, Jacksavin will drag all of them to hell with him and perish.

So when the Prince is away and has gone ahead to search for new routes to travel through the sandy dunes, his army assembles a meeting to determine the final fate of Jacksavin. His General and second in command, Rayovic, starts the assembly.

"I suppose you all know why we've gathered here today?"

A warrior from the crowd speaks up and interrupts: "Yeah, to determine and plan out how the fuck we're gonna kill this crazed lunatic."

Rayovic replies in anger, "Okay! That's enough alright!! Now I know tha-"

"Aw, come on Ray! Stop kissin' his ass. You know as well as I do that the Prince hasn't been the same ever since he forced us to travel through this fire pit. I'm telling you man, we need to kill this mother fucker before it's too late."

Rayovic is at a loss for words. His silence says it all. For he himself starts to doubt the reliability of his old friend.

"Look, I know it looks bad. Really bad. But if what Jacksavin says is true, that there's a written source out here that tells instructions on how to surpass a Super Saiyan, then I think we should look into it."

A second warrior intervenes; "Don't give me that shit Rayovic! We all know there's no such thing as an Ascended Super Saiyan. The morons been hopped up on this legend ever since his old man told him about it."

After a few moments rest, deception erupts among the ranks of the platoon. Rayovic can do nothing but watch his fellow men plot death against their leader. Then as he stands by he notices a shadowy figure cast upon over his head. His eyes widen and he turns slowly to face the black phantom...

Everybody reeks of fear as they witness their Prince jump from the cliff top to disperse the chaos within his unit. As Jacksavin crashes to the sand, his men scatter like sheep but he commands for them to yield and not move a single atom. The Saiyan who spoke earlier dares to defy his Prince's orders.

"Speak of the devil! We were just talkin' bout ya, Jack!"

The whole army lays silent in astonishment, for no one thought that Cole had the spin to tell Jacksavin what was on all of their minds. The Prince walks right up to him. He towers over the 5'8" warrior then gets right in his face;

"Did I give you permission to speak, soldier!?"

Fear is evident in the posture of the rebellious Saiyan, Cole. "No. No y-you didn't."

"Then stand down, shut up, and not another word will be spoken of out of your lips. Do I make myself clear soldier?"

He nods in agreement but gets his pride crushed to smithereens when he over hears his comrades laugh at his emasculation. In the haze of the laughter Jacksavin turns his attention to his unit.

"So... this is how it ends? The Prince of the Afro-Ginian Empire killed, murdered by his own squad. Appointed by my father to be my personal bodyguards-"

Rayovic tried to reason with him but to no prevail, "Jacksavin listen-"

"No you listen! I've showered all of you with jewels and riches and women and this is how you repay? In my own blood? I don't fucking think so!! I am your master, you're Prince. You should consider yourselves lucky I don't make you kneel before me every time you're blessed to witness my presence. And now you wanna take me out because you've think I've lost my cunning. You wanna slay me because I have faith in the scriptures? Well let me tell you something you worthless vermin: I haven't lost anything. In fact this dreadful place has made me sharper than ever. So don't go behind my back accusing me to be a victim of insanity, because there's nothing insane about having the power of the gods in the palm of your fucking hands!! Now march, we'll stop to make camp before sundown."

To Jacksavin's surprise his 100 most loyal warriors go against his orders and just stand there. Another soldier from the crowd, Demetrio's, speaks up on behalf of his unit.

"We're not going anywhere sire, not until you give us what we want."

"...You will do as I say. Do you all want to die in this desert? I didn't think so. Now March! I'll rip all of your fucking hearts out if you don't!!"

His scare tactic did nothing but fail. "You're gonna listen to my plea Prince. Whether you like it or not."

"How dare you? You do realize that your die for treason?"

"How dare I? How dare you!? Every time you gave a command we would always come to your aid. Every time you requested an order we would always provide service, but no more. We're tired! We wanna go home to our wives. I haven't seen my kid in four years God damn it. We've endured blood, fire, and death for you and now it's about time you face the music."

Jacksavin feels a cold chill crawl up his spin as if a reference to a beginning of disbelief in the scriptures. Then a state of reassurance comes to mind.

"You speak of hardship as if I've never suffered the heat of the sun. I've shared every aching bruise and scar with you guys."

"Yes you have Jacksavin and we love you for it! But a wise leader knows when enough is enough. I mean come on man, back down with some pride it's over. Let's just go home."

The entire squadron is anxious to hear Jacksavin's response. Unfortunately they know nothing about the amount of arrogance within their Prince. For he refuses yet again to turn tail and head home. Even with their spirits crushed he still wants to keep moving. Unknowingly though no one could have thought that Cole would be the one to step in and challenge the authority of the Royal Son. Jacksavin can't believe it, he's in utter confusion.

"If you know what's good for you lieutenant, you bes' halt your advance."

The warning falls on deaf ears so Cole wields his sword and prepares for battle. Rayovic steps in and tries to stop the conflict but is pushed away by the Commander-In-Chief.

"Step aside Rayovic. I'm itching for a beat down."

The two Saiyan's start circling one another, each looking for a way in. Now Jacksavin wields his sword but purposely drops it together with his body armor as well. Cole is giddy with excitement;

"I don't know why you did that, haha, but I'm afraid you just dug your own grave."

"You hopeless fool. These two hands you see before me are the only weapons I need to obliterate your bones to dust. Now prepare to meet your Maker."

"You're the only one who'll be meeting your Maker today. Oh, and do me a favor? So hello to the devil for me!!"

Cole rushes at him full speed and jumps twelve feet in the air with his sword on intent in severing his Prince's head. He misses by inches and in addition, gets his spleen pulverized by a swift punch by Jacksavin. He turns around and slashes a devastating wound below Jacksavin's abdomen then brings the bloody sword across his chest, leaving an enormous gash wound that's dripping in blood down to his knees.

The Prince licks the blood from his finger tips and admits: "There's nothing like the taste of Royal Blood."

"You sick bastard, prepare to die!!"

Cole rushes at him again but wasn't quick enough to dodge a lightning fast knee kick from Jacksavin that bombarded his stomach. Showing no mercy he soars into the air and hammer fists Cole's spin - leaving him screaming with agony. The Prince picks him up by the throat and body slams his ass so hard, it made his skull crack against the powerful impact force off the ground. When Jacksavin is about to prepare his final slam, he receives a hot blast of ki energy shoved in his face; destroying his eyes.

Cole crawls across the ground to get his sword: the only defense he has, and seeing Jacksavin distracted by the burning pain of his fried face rushes at him one last time.

Well aware of the charge, the Prince gathers up an energy ball in his hand then releases the yellow ki blast of death in the same direction of Cole's advance. When it looks like it'll be the end for him, Cole twirls around and launches the sword that slices past Jacksavin's shoulder blade.

Demetrio's passes another sword to Cole but gets severely punched in the face before he could catch it.

"Oh, this is only the beginning my friend. Brace yourself for the real punishment."

The painful sight of two brothers in combat going at it and trying to kill each other is too much for Rayovic to bear and he begs Jacksavin to stop the execution.

"Please Jacksavin don't do this! We're all brothers here, if you kill him now you'll sure regret it for the rest of your life."

When he turns slowly to face his General, Jacksavin's eyes are engulfed in a red haze of a demonic glow.

"You don't get it do you, Rayovic? It's a matter of principle that some one's life will end today before nightfall. It's either him or me. And let me give you a word of advice - there's no way the "Prince" will ever fall against his common lesser!"

He picks up the sword and raises it in the air while standing over Cole then says, "You see this, this instrument of death? Only cowards like you rely on such a weapon while I still retain my two original ones."

It looks like Jacksavin is about to toss away the sword when Cole double charges his blue ki detonation blaster at him only to get countered by the pure ferocity raging inside of the Afro-Ginian Prince. Through the blinding smoke resulting from the block impact, Cole appears behind Jacksavin and drop kicks him to the blood soaked sand. Knowing this could well be his only chance; Cole grabs his sword and strikes full force on his enemy.

The blade connects and makes a direct insertion, but to a depressing conclusion, Jacksavin not only stopped the impact but is still holding it back with his right forearm. Cole presses harder and harder only to increase the gash wound within the Prince's bone.

As blood pours down the iron blade, Cole gets fustrated so goes back to a striking pose and strikes again. Only this time when the sword connects with the impact of Jacksavin's swinging forearm, the blade snaps in half.

"What!? Im-impossible."

"You better believe it Cole. I told you, there's no way you can win this fight. You're finished!!"

"Not yet I'm not!"

Cole throws away what's left of his weapon and starts charging up his energy within. Wind twirls sand up in the air around him as he radiates a golden aura. His black hair rises and veins start popping out on the surface of his face. His muscles bulge up and he regurgitates a huge ki blast from his mouth into the heavens. The ground rumbles and at last his dark night hair now outshines the sun. He transformed into a Super Saiyan.

Jacksavin is not pleased. "Two can play at that game."

He growls then gnarls his teeth then unleashes an explosion of energy resulting in a crater twenty feet across. As he emerges out of the whole his hair is a stark gold instead to the standard yellow; a characteristic of royalty. His skin also turned into a tannish-hue instead of his usual dark brown. He's got only one thing to say: "May the strongest thrive and the weakest die."

"I wouldn't have it any other way."

Cole morphs two energy balls in his hands and embarks on a series of his planet shattering Repetition Death Canon aimed at his target. Instead of trying to dodge the incoming assault the Prince sprints towards it, deflecting each wave with persistence trying to erase the gap between. As he gets closer the heat of the blasts take their toll - burning off scraps of skin off his already injured forearms exposing even more bone marrow.

Now with no space between them, Jacksavin thrusts his arm through Cole's chest cavity, impales through and destroying his ribcage then grabs a hold of his right lung; squeezing out what little oxygen it has left then pushes onward through his broken back. Cole can only choke on his own blood as it fizzles up his throat.

Everybody else is terrified and begs Jacksavin to let him go. The Prince is actually enjoying himself as he squeezes the blood from the collapsed lung, watching it squirt out like a water fountain. After a few seconds of "play" Jacksavin finally let's go of the deceased Cole and lets his body slump over to the sand. A smirk comes to his face when he looks over to his unit.

"Is there no one else? Is there no one else!!? Let this be a warning to all of you. To never go against your future King. Now let's march and get the fuck out of here."

Before they leave Jacksavin gather's up an enormous Extermination Fatality Bomb over his head then incinerates Cole's soul to atmosphere. The mass power from the explosion causes the ground to shake violently beneath them. And eventually the desert sand opens a huge breach in the floor and they all fall down inside.

When Jacksavin regains consciousness he looks around to get a better view of his surroundings. Then he's intrigued when he sees cave drawings on the walls that surround him. He grabs a torch from one of the holsters on the walls and what he sees brings him down to his knees. On the walls there are drawings of thousands of Super Saiyan's bowing down to three other gigantic Super Saiyan's. These three Saiyan's are like no other. With muscle mass considered unattainable and bearing a yellowish-green tint for their spikey hair. But perhaps the most important thing that scared the Prince half to death was the fact that their eyes didn't borne any pupils of irises.

"The gods." Jacksavin whispered.

He decides to look for more clues and finds another painting of a normal Super Saiyan warrior point in the direction of a plain brick wall. Eager with anticipation he punches the brick wall clean through and at long last discovers The Lost Scriptures.

Rayovic and some of his comrades also regain conciseness and ask Jacksavin where they are.

"Do you realize what I just found here, General?"

No! I don't believe it, is it really-"

"Yes!! It is the gateway to a new world order. The portal to world domination. Prepare yourself old friend, for the world you know will come to an end."

He turns around to face Rayovic. "Gather up the men. Tell them... we're going home."

Chapter Three: Omen
Three days go by and Prince Jacksavin and his most gifted warriors have finally retured home to their Afro-Ginian Empire. When they walk through the gates of their mega-kingdom they are all welcomed home with a nationwide celebration festival. Soldiers are reunited with their friends and family and the Royal Son is greeted warmly by his four brothers. As they parade through the streets the civilians go wild with rejoice. Throwing themselves at them and giving away gold with jewelry.

Jacksavin's Royal Infantry are somewhat celebrities in the eye of the public. They are the strongest warriors in the entire Empire, well above that of the Super-Elites, and second only to the Royal Family - the very family that they have sworn to protect.

When the Prince is in view of the Royal Palace, he tells his brothers to inform their father to prepare for an emergency conference. And to gather all of the commanding officers in the army so he can discuss an important matter. Rayovic overhears the discussion and confronts Jacksavin if he too will be at the meeting. He tells him that the conference will only be for the gathering of commanders and officials of the main army: the sole protector of the Empire. The Royal Infantry, the unit that he commands and was appointed to be General of, is a different army altogether. Their only duty is to protect the Royals.

Even so Rayovic feels insulted to not be considered part of the Afro-Ginian army. He didn't compete and beat out thousands of Saiyan's to become General and still not withhold a place in the Defense of the Empire. So when the conference starts, he'll ease his way through the Royal chambers and listen in on the topics discussed to figure out what's just so important about them.

Before Jacksavin enters his father's headquarters he hesitates. He hasn't seen him in over four years, ever since he went forth on his journey to find the scriptures. He starts to remember the very reason in his obsession for them. It all began with the feeling of total disgust in his own Race.

All his life Jacksavin was ashamed of his Saiyan heritage. When he was a mere boy he always used to tell himself: "I'm nothing but an intellectual living among savages. Millions of years of evolution and for what? To behave like barbarians, to live only to create anarchy and war. We can't even live up to our God-given namesake; If we're such an advanced species of ape, how come we still dwell in the forest like our ancestors did? I don't know about the rest of you but I am no monkey."

Even though it seemed as if the Prince had lost all faith in his Race, he still believed in one proposal: that of liberating his people from the slums and uplifting their true potential to the light. His father sensed this so one day he sat down with him and told him the Legend about The Lost Sciptures - a book that tells ancient secrets on the Saiyan Race.

With this new revelation of knowledge it encouraged Jacksavin to form a new radical idea; to unify the Saiyan's and conquer the Universe to become the greatest species of them all.

"Show no fear."

He opens the door and greets his father, King Jenova. It's been awhile since he's bowed down to anyone. The marble stone floor is cold and the feeling of submission angers him.

"You may rise my son. Come, it's been much too long. Let us go over and discuss your journey for enlightenment."

"Yeah sure, actually that's just what I wanted to talk to you about."

The King and his Prince arrive and sit down at the beautiful War Strategic Head Chambers. "So, Jacksavin. Were there any... difficulties along the way? And don't you dare lie to me."

Jacksavin is nervous. He can sense his father already knows about the death of Cole."

"As a matter of fact there was a little mishap between me and my lieutenant."

"No doubt about that. I mean look at you, what happened?"

There's no point in trying to hide his battle wounds now. He's just gonna have to come clean about it."

"Well?"

"Bottom line is that my lieutenant, Cole, deliberately disobeyed me. We were having little problems here and there. All the men were tired and wanted to go back home and..."

He's gotta think of something quick to sugarcoat the reality of what really happened.

"...And check this out father, they were actually planning to kill me. Can you believe that? Murder their own Prince?"

"I can hardly believe what you're telling me." King Jenova says in a sarcastic sort of way. "Go on."

"Okay so, I tell them to stop all this treasonous talk right? And then Cole had the nerve to back talk me. I told him that he was completely out of line, so I asked him politely to, you know, stand down. And you know what he does next? "

King Jenova shakes his head with a sarcastic anxious kind of way.

"The mother fucker challenges me to a dual! Then I said, hey? What the fucks up with you? But you need to watch your tone."

"Really, is that what really happened?"

"Yeah, I had to lay him out; then I killed him."

King Jenova shows a displeasured look on his face. "Damn it Jacksavin. What have I always told you? You just can't go around killing your subordinates like that. It costs money son. You don't bite the hand that feeds you!"

"I know, I know."

"Well did you at least find anything?"

"As of matter of fact I did and I gotta say-"

Their conversation is interrupted by the arrival of the commading officers of the Afro-Ginian army: Captain Bound of South Sector, Lieutenant Ward of East Wing, Sargent Rowland of West Wing, General Marrlack of North Plate, and all of their strategic advisors. All together there are twelve Saiyan's gathered around the conference table. "Gentlemen, pleasure of you to join us." Said the King.

The General has a suspicious look on his face and he question's Jacksavin's request for a meeting with the officials. He goes on to say that today is the day for rejoice and good humor. That there celebrating the return of their Prince and that he should take a load off. Maybe drink some wine or dance with a woman.

Jacksavin ridicules his suggestions and says;

"There is no such time for foolishness Marrlack. Before you put me in my coffin and dispose of it, the world will kneel at my feet and tremble at my wrath. And I will show no mercy to all who oppose the New Order."

The General seems puzzled. "What are you talking about Prince?"

Rayovic is impatient and he's yearning for a better reception on the discussion as he listens in on the other side of the door. Jacksavin gets up from his chair and walks over to look outside the window. He gazes into the sunset and marvels at the beauty of the orange blue sky. Then he takes a deep breath and exhales his true intentions.

"Tell me Marrlack, what do you see when you look out into the horizon of our gorgeous planet?"

"What? What the hell are you talking about Jacksavin?"

"No, just answer the question. What do you see?"

"Okay?" General Marrlack gets up and stands next to Jacksavin. "I see... the pinnacle of our Races achievement. I see numerous Empires and the people living in it contributing in the ultimate example of a great species. That example is diversity of culture, diversity of ethnic values, and of religious beliefs. I see the result of a free world."

He sits back down and pours himself a cup of wine. Then he says: "So Prince, what do you see?"

"You know what I see when I look out that window? I see the end of an era. The halt of evolution... I would imagine we are all familiar with the term that goes with nature, right? You see my dear friends; Mother Nature is a beautiful thing. It controls everything that exists on this planet and possibly beyond. Nature selected us to transform from tree dwelling monkeys to thriving war waging warlords and I love it! We should consider ourselves lucky to have been chosen by nature or by fate or by anything you wanna call it. We were selected to become something great and instead we the Saiyan's are seperated by language, borders, and you're so called culture. You call this diversity an achievement to our Race; I call it a spat to the face our reining gods. You call it the pinnacle of success; I call it the rape of the natural world. And so I believe it is up to me to change our people into the original intent of what nature selected us to be: to change into the greatest civilization in the whole fucking Universe!! There is no specimen like us out there in the cosmos. The Saiyan Race is the strongest of them all but we're too occupied killing each other off like a pack of ravaging wolves. We are seperated while we should be unified into one impenetrable force and destroy any being that is considered unfit to live in our Universe - the Universe that we will conquer together, and I will make all of you King of Kings and no one will be able to do a damn thing about it!"

You could hear a pin drop when Jacksavin was done talking. Then applause erupts and the Prince is praised for his bold accusations for world domination. All praise him, all but the General.