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It had been a while since you spoke with Raditz of any matters deeper than training or fighting. Not that there seems to be anything wrong with the Saiyan, he is focused on his task at hand and the talk of him becoming more human has lessened for the past year since he spent so little time on Earth. Still, it never hurts to get to know the people who serve you a little better. After training the same afternoon after that meal with Nappa, you head to Raditz’ room.
You ring at Raditz’ room and as he opens, he’s surprised to see you. “Oh, prince Vegeta.” He says. “I thought Nappa wanted something. Is something wrong?”
“No, I merely wanted to speak with you, to see how you’re doing.” Raditz had changed the pelt cap that covered his lost arm with one made out of the same textile as your cape, energy conductive stuff.
“Of course, come in.” He invites you with his one arm to enter and closes the door behind you. His room doesn’t have much in terms of decoration, though you do notice that he has the gi, the clothes of Kakarot’s Kame school, carefully tucked in an open drawer. There’s also a picture of him with Kakarot, Piccolo and Gohan.
You smirk. “Keeping some mementos of your time at Earth?”
Raditz smiles, he takes the picture in hand. “I guess so.” He sits on the side of his bed and you sit on a chair nearby. “Kakarot and his group saved our lives and…” He looks at you. “…I guess I simply enjoy spending time with them. Their way of life is so simple, yet I don’t think I’ve met a merrier Saiyan in my entire life.”
You sit there and listen intently. Raditz continues. “After what happened to us at Rekar, something snapped in me. The whole planet tore itself around me, I had time to see my arm’s stump bleeding out and Nappa desperately trying to get up before I lost consciousness.” He smiles. “I thought I was dead. That it was over. And as I thought of that, I had something come to my mind. What did I do with my life?”
You feel your own mind grow somber. “A good question.” You say.
“Yeah. I realized that all I did led up to that moment, to a death like that. We travelled, we fought and we conquered until we died but it felt… Empty. All of it. It was all pointless slaughter and we had also been pointlessly slaughtered, as part of a cycle of destruction.”
You feel your seat growing uncomfortable. Raditz continued. “Then I met my brother. He was so strong, as were we, but I remembered that he was supposed to be a pathetic weakling according to many Saiyans back at planet Vegeta. Yet I saw how far he’d come, and the life he led to reach that point.”
Raditz looks at you. “It was a life of defending the weak, of defeating evil. It’s how that weakling who barely reached a power level of 500 when he was a baby turned into the mighty warrior that could stand toe to toe with you.”
