Kakavege One-shots

Traitor

Originally wanted this to be sad, ended up being some S.C.P rip off.

Goku found himself making his way to containment cell 0732.

He opened the door and inside was a spacious room. A tall bookshelf that reached the roof, a closet built into the wall with hundreds of pairs of the patient uniform, a nightstand, a lamp, and a twin sized bed with a prince sized patient on it.

The door immediately fell shut after Goku walked in, alerting the patient.

"Prince."

"Black." Vegeta said still laying solemnly toward the fake window, the lights above him and the ones in the fake window switched from his day cycle to his afternoon cycle.

"It's not like I had a choice." Goku Black threw he arms in the air on either side of him, dropping the art supplies.

"Of course you did. Suffer with us, or make us suffer." Vegeta said coldly.

Vegeta bit his lip, holding back tears.

"I brought you presents, darling." Black grabbed the presents from the floor.

"Don't call me that. You don't deserve to call me that." Vegeta ran a hand over the wounds on his stomach and back from testing.

Goku Black furrowed his brows angrily at the prince then drifted his eyes to the wall. Despite the cheap supplies he was given, the prince made beautiful artworks. Mainly of his lover, children, and other things he loved.

Things he missed.

Things he'd probably never see again.

"Vegeta.. In a few minutes-"

"-the guards are going to come in, restrain me, and transfer me to the testing room. I know. They won't stop until they kill me." Vegeta croaked, tears finally falling from his eyes.

He curled up into a tighter ball, trying to hide himself from this reality. This cursed, broken reality.

Black sighed heavily, looking up at the camera for advice. No one responded.

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Vegeta's head pounded as he lifted his head from the cold floor. He held a hand to his temple, and winced as it pounded relentlessly.

He slowly and unstably rose to one knee. He paused to take in deep breathes when a "controlled shock" was sent through his collar as it contracted. He choked for a breath and looked up at the window above the testing room. He watched the researchers taking notes, one holding down the shock button, and Black motioning him to stand.

He didn't his best to stand and the shock quickly vanished. He panted harshly and leaned forward with his hands on his knees. The door across the room opened and six D-class personnel walked in with a large metal box.

The personnel released the box and it opened, revealing Goku's slouched form.

Oh no.

They were going to have to fight, weren't they?

Goku had been shocked so much his collar was almost broken, and there was black smearing all over his neck. Their eyes connected, but Goku was dead. He was alive, but his eyes had no spark. No soul. No Goku.

Goku glared at Vegeta angrily, he didn't recognize him. They were completely different from before. Vegeta wanted to cry.

"..Kakarot..?"

"Don't act like you're him. I know what you are." Goku said with no regard for Vegeta's expression.

"Oh my god.. Kakarot what have they done to you..?" Vegeta couldn't look away from the darkness in his eyes.

"I'm going to do whatever I can to get back to Vegeta. The real Vegeta." Goku said as he got into his stance.

"Kakarot I am the real Vegeta! I'm not going to fight you. Don't you remember our promise?" Vegeta said in desperate attempt to get him to stand down.

"You probably killed him already didn't you?" Goku scoffed as tears started to well in his own eyes.

"He didn't deserve that."

He charged forward, so broken by that place to know the difference between what was real and what was a lie.

But nothing they could have done to him would hurt more than the realization of what he'd done finally sinking in.

Have no idea what this is but.. It's here.