Day Five: Morning

[Burter]

Face to Face

Bardock

Kakarot

Bardock looked down at his GPS device, using his fingers to hit the buttons on it. After a couple days, the saiyan had finally learned how to zoom in and out and what the dots on it meant. It led him here, to this spot, where he would run into one of those dots.

The dot he was tracking had been moving in one direction since it started it's trek. He had calculated where he had to be in order for him to get into the figure's path. Once he was there, all he had to do was stand on the rock and wait.

"Heh," he muttered to himself as he saw who was coming forth. It was a blood-soaked saiyan with an eerie walk. His look resembled Bardock himself, which was what sparked his interest. There was only other person who looked like him.

Bardock landed in front of his son. "Kakarot."

The younger saiyan halted. His eyes were open, but the pupils were gone. He had lost his eyesight days ago in a vicious encounter with the saiyan, Reijin. Now he was just stumbling along, using his foresight in hopes of keeping himself protected. "Who's that?" He asked aloud. "Rad?"

"Close," the man said. "You blind, now?"

"Oh," Kakarot heard. "Dad. Hiya."

Bardock stretched for a moment as he prepared to fight. He certainly wasn't going to let the oppurtunity pass just because this was his son. "Don't take offense to this," he told the boy. "But I need to take you down if I wanna win this tournament."

The man formally known as Goku tensed, but he kept a cool head. Bardock lunged forward, throwing a fist at his son. Surprisingly, Kakarot was able to sense the incoming punch and twisted his torso so he dodged it. Unfortunetly, Bardock's speed was enough to turn him and slam into his chest with his foot.

Kakarot backflipped, landing on his feet. Bardock was too fast to allow him any offense, but the saiyan's sixth sense was enough to help him dodge the incoming strikes.

Finally, Bardock kicked the metal box hanging from Kak's belt, already realizing it was a weapon. The saiyans raced for it, but Kakarot's blindness hindered him. He landed on his back as Bar grabbed the flamethrower.

The weapon was held up in front of Kakarot's face. For a moment, he could see the determination in Bardock's eyes. He didn't even care he was killing his own son. He was going to murder him and he didn't even care.

It was the kind of father he was going to be. He hated it.

Then the fire came out of the gun, roasting the saiyan's skull.

#38 Kakarot DEAD

11 Remain

Bardock can grab the flamethrower