A delirious pain indulged into his body, it rested there while the white chamber filled with screams of torture. The rest had done him no good for the pain still nested in every crack in his body. The very soul hurt with the same pain, but with a different cause...

Goku’s legs wobbled back and forth as he tried a desperate attempt to get up. He collapsed on himself; his face hit the hard ground with a smack. His entire body trembled with that ongoing pain. He lay there with his eyes wide open staring into the depths of his mind. His so troubled mind...

Although whiteness filled his eyes his focus was on something else; Earth. His wife Chi-Chi was in his mind standing there with soothing sounds to make hi feel better. His son Gohan was there too, greeting him with a large hug. His house was there lying on the ever-so-familiar hill. The circular stone structure was complete in his mind with green grass and the oceans view behind it. Paradise.

“Goku! Goku! GOKU!” His thoughts were shattered as the now not so gentle voice of Omega shouted into his ears. He sighed a heavy moan he wasn’t dead. He sighed.

“We have more training to do today. You do not rest until you are told. Now get up!” Goku’s eyes were tilted with the ongoing onslaught of training. He stood up punching the air while he flew kicks at the wall. Tiny energy blasts he made whizzed past the Chamber. While Omega taught him moves Goku still hurt from the deep pain inside his soul... He was never going to recover from it; ever. But somehow he knew he was going to make it... somehow.

* * *

Five months later.

His build was increased, his veins out, his fists clenched, his body and mind ready. He let out the single word that would unleash hell itself.

“WORDER!” He screamed with all of his might as he flung his arms over his head straight up releasing his fingers at the top so they dangled without tension. Then a gigantic black energy ball suddenly appeared out of his palm no larger than a peanut. Goku grinned. The tiny ball enlarged by fifty, one hundred, then finally one hundred fifty. The sphere was enormous; energy bolts danced across its magnificent energy. It stood there almost reaching the Chamber’s seamless never-ending ceiling, as Goku looked ahead.

Sweat dripped from his face as his muscles tightened. He could hear the distant sounds of Omega but he didn’t care. He was doing something he had never done before; make an energy sphere larger than himself. Now he wanted mass destruction, if he could. He tensed his fingers as he shoved the ball off his hands in a swift motion. He could hear the soft screams of Omega. That’s what he wanted...

The huge energy injected ball slowly moved downward to the slick white floor. Goku grinned again as it finally ended its beautiful course. The ball hit the ground as a electrical jolt moved into Goku and the entire Chamber. Then all went white. The ball exploded exactly when it hit the impact sent Goku flying back where his bed was. The white Chamber stood there dormant, no scars from the blast just the endless whiteness that filled the air.

Goku lay their unconscious once again. His beady black eyes turned gray, it had been the worst of months for him, training, fighting, and training once more. Whatever these Three Demons were he was going to kick their Asses, all of them. And that was the last thought he had before he went to sleep.

He was there, there at his house holding his wife and son chatting with some of his friends. Birds chirped while nature played its harp. The sun was cast away with some gentle puffy clouds as nice breezes came across them all. He had a big smile on his face, as did everyone while they all talked about things Goku wasn’t aware of.

He tilted his head as he asked what they were saying, another mumble. He asked again. He then interpreted it as ‘train’. The naked truth then hit him.

“Goku we have to train,” it was Omega. His hope was shattered.

“Oh, well look at this, it’s the fifth month! I guess you have a free day to do anything you want” Goku raised his brow. He never heard of that.

“Omega, what do I do? I mean where do I go?” He was wondering if he had to spend a day in here doing nothing…

“You can go out into the Headquarters. Make friends whatever, we don’t care. You can even talk with Vegeta” The name still had a jagged meaning inside his heart. The vow still rung inside his mind…

After this is all over, I’m going to kill Vegeta.

He knew what he was going to do as bright as day, but not now, not now. With that thought he left the outside Chamber and into the small room he was first invited in. He flashed numbers onto the white wall as the crystal door flew open.

He slowly stepped onto the red carpet, a feeling he hadn’t felt in five months. He went to the right and opened a double door entrance to the main wardrobe. At the very back was his old training outfit. The old blue pants with the blue string belt and orange shirt. He silently slipped the clothes off as he put on the black aerodynamic shoes. He grinned as he stepped outside the wardrobe and into the Saiyan Headquarters.