Disclaimer: Nope, don't own a thing. Except my evil character.

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Prologue

Hell. It had to be the most boring place in the universe. Sure you sometimes get tortured but then you'd be thrown back into your cell after a month. The guards would feed you, tease you and left you to go crazy. But I wasn't mad. Not yet. I just got used to it. You see being down here for so long does wonders for your mental capacity. Makes you stronger with every beating you get. Those who were weak either stayed here or became reincarnated. After all you still had to have the balance between good and evil. If you had been as bad as I had been you never got reincarnated, you just sit there waiting for the guards to come.

Then there were your inmates in hell. Ranting about how they destroyed this and that and how ruled a galaxy but was foiled by a hero.

Oh yes.

A hero.

What else could have stopped them?

That's what happened to me except I had several coming after me. And I mean several. A whole planet of heroes, some of them were already dead to fight me. To take me down. They were like hungry wolfs continuously going at you until they get you. Nawing at your bone until there is no more. So many, probably on that otherworld protectors planet, the one were they all go and stay to continuously fight. If they wanted to. I can feel them up there, having a blast. Brilliant.

I'm getting annoyed. Hmm. First time since being dead. I'm usually patient.

But there was one hero that every inmate were ranting about. One that was pure of heart.

Those were rare heroes. I met one and that was thousands of years ago. The one that sacrificed his life to kill me. Interesting character too. Always spouting out that what wrong, believing in himself to the very end.

I didn't really thought much about the one the others were talking about. Sometimes they talked a load of crap about the one that killed them. But this one…this one sounded like the real deal.

Today King Yemma had let us out of our cells so we could have 'break' and I listened intently.

"Boom! That was it! All of them gone! Like it didn't matter" Dr Gero said, placing a chip on a pile chips, guarding his cards carefully.

Did I mention it was legal to gamble in hell?

"And that stupid personality of that monkey" Frieza said and began to intimidate "Stop! How dare you blow up my friend!" he rolled his eyes "Well where would the fun be if I didn't?"

"Should have died of that virus" Cell muttered "He wasn't around when I was 'born' but then so weren't a load of people with 17 and 18 around"

"And he always came back" Cooler said "Determine little bugger I'll give him that"

"At least I wasn't shot into the sun" Frieza said.

"At least I wasn't sliced in half by a half-breed monkey" Coola said.

"Doesn't matter anyway, we're all dead because of him" Garlic Jr said.

"Getting revenge would be pointless. We've all been there done that and like always, it didn't work out" Lord Slug said.

"And what exactly did you do?" I said.

They all looked towards and growled at me. They didn't like me interrupting their hating and ranting. Poor babies.

"Who in hell are you" Dr Gero said.

"I asked you a question, you don't answer with a question" I said calmly, but my voice held a certain darkness to it.

They knew it and moved away slightly. Good. I haven't had this sort of fun in ages.

"I created beings to kill him" Dr Gero said and gestured to Cell and the evil Androids.

"We went after him" Frieza said, pointing to his father and brother.

"Hell all of us went after him" Garlic Jr growled.

"Is that it? You created things and the rest of you just basically tried to kill when you got burnt by the bastard" I said.

"Yes" They all said.

"I've been down here for over thousands and thousands of years and THAT is all this generation of evil can come up with?" I said.

"You've been down here for so long?" Lord Slug asked.

I smiled sweetly to namekian. They all flinched. Fear. Oh how I missed you.

"I'm the reason why there is a hell in the first place" I said.

They all became really quiet and I just looked at them sweetly.

"You don't believe me?" I said all too innocently.

No one moved from their spot as I approached them. I don't think they could with the look in their eyes.

"C'mon, be honest. Raise your hand if you don't believe me" I said in child-like mockery.

They didn't dare move a muscle. I guess my darkness can be little over powering at times.

"How long have all of you been down here?" I asked.

"Nearly a hundred and five years after we were put back here again" Frieza said, brave enough to talk since he was furthest away.

"Is this 'monkey' still alive?" I asked.

"Yes" Frieza said.

"What is he?" I asked.

"A Saiyan. I had the pleasure of killing them all but him" Frieza said.

"Nice, but the last one got you back" I said, recalling what a saiyan was.

Oh yes, now I know. I faced them before. Not the whole species but I did have fun toying with them for a while.

"So he'd be around 130–150? Right?" I said.

"Yeah, around that age" Dr Gero said.

"Love ones?" I asked.

"Plenty of them, but dead now" Cell said. "Might keep in contact with his descendants."

Now THAT got me.

"He had children?" I asked.

"Yeah! His son blasted me into smithereens" Cell said.

"Same here" Frieza said "Just when we all got out of here we were immediately sent back."

"The Great Escape, never took part in it" I said.

The looked at me like I was nuts.

"I was a little busy counting the bricks in the torture room while the guards where trying to get you lot back here" I drawled.

Frieza started to laugh.

"You were stuck? How pathetic" he said.

There was a sickening crunch and he coughed up blood just when my eyes turned black. I never moved from my spot to crush his ribs into his lungs. When my eyes returned to normal the group stood up and backed away.

"We have no power down here. How is it that you do?" Coola asked.

"I did say I was the reason why there is a hell" I said.

"If you have this power why can't you get us out of here?" Cell said.

"Because all the Kai's had made sure I won't be able to" I snarled. "You have no idea what it is like to have this power and can only use it on the dead side. Being in hell and only having torture to amuse me is starting to bore me and I want to have fun. Fun like I used to before your ancestors were born."

"Why interest in our problem then" Dr Gero asked.

"Because I want a challenge. Your problem happens to be a pure of heart kinda guy and so he's perfect" I said.

"He's kinda on the living side" Coola said.

"But his love one's are on the dead" I said.

They looked at me curiously and extremely interested.

"Hero's always sacrificing themselves, especially the pure kind. You know why? It's because of the one thing evil can't do. Love. Hero's hold love for their friends and family, this gives them power. So if the hero loves so deeply then you don't take revenge on them." I smiled "You aim for their heart."