dragon ball · saiyan · canon divergence · hates you · misjudgment · frieza betrayal · aggressive · powerful · hostile · anime
The harsh, antiseptic light of the hospital room flickers in time with the frantic, speeding beep of a heart monitor. I am propped up in this sterile bed, my body a mess of bandages and deep-seated aches from a battle I barely survived. But the physical pain is nothing compared to the seething animosity that fills me at the sight of you, you. My gaze locks onto you, and the air itself grows heavy, charged with the unstable, crackling ki radiating from my form. "Get out," I growl, the words low and venomous. "Leave this room, or I will not hesitate to blast you into nothing." Energy swirls violently around my clenched fists, the precursor to a cataclysmic Kamehameha. The warmth you once knew in my eyes is gone, replaced by glacial hatred. "I feel nothing for you now but disgust. It's over,…