Chapter 5

I did it! I mean, it took me a month but I finally finished purifying my soul!And not a moment too soon, cause I can feel my body slowly breaking down. It started with the bouts of weakness I would feel occasionally but lately I've been spitting up blood. As the month went by, it's been happening more and more often too. Thankfully purifying my soul not only alleviated my symptoms womewhat, it also doubled my power level! Since, in my spare time, I went to the wreckage of my ship, I found an extra scouter! Which is good, but also bad. That means Frieza can probably track where I am which isn't good, but I can also find out my power lever in comparison to my goal of 4.5 million, which is good.

Tinkering with the scouter was easy enough because, as weird as it is right now, Turles was a mechanical genius! Do really remember if that was true about the other Turles but this Turles was a budding genius! The kid loved to read! There was so much knowledge in her head that finding a way to wire the scouter to stop the PTO tracking was child's play, no pun intended. I also had to use the wrecked pieces of my ship and the ship of those other saiyans to upgrade the scouter. Most of the scouters out nowadays barely go past ten thousand and, not to toot my own horn but, I'm pretty sure I'm stronger than that. By a lot.

"I'll just put this here and twist that and done!" I said. It helps me to speak out loud when doing something. It's like speaking the words will help the action go smoother. Probably why most DBZ characters have the need to yell out loud the name of their moves before using them. Honestly not the best idea but by god if I'm not going to learn the Final Flash and scream that shit with gusto! There's no other way to do it!

Tangent aside, I put the scouter on and booted it up. A loading bar went across the green screen of the scouter which astounded me. I mean it's not like it's something new but, I wasn't expecting it to start up so… normal. I honestly expected more yelling or something but this is fine. It's as welcoming as elevator music or the music they play when you're on hold with customer services. Anyway, once it finished booting up, the typical symbols of the universal language, that looks oddly similar to the kanji of Earth, ran through the screen declaring that the device was ready. Thank God I didn't have to actually learn a new language (Turles memories for the win) but the way saiyans "teach" is more appropriate to call it brainwashing. Anyway, for the thing I've been waiting for.

"Hey Erlang! I finished purifying my soul! Let's get to the cloning!" I yell. I'm extremely excited right now. I always dreamed of having clones of me helping with the day to day. Now, as a saiyan, I'd never not have a sparring partner! Also, I'm starting to think that all saiyans are masochists or something. Everytime I finish a spar/mauling with Erlang, I'll get beat different shades of blue with an excited smile on my face like I just ate the most delicious meal ever( which technically I did if that meal consisted of a can of whupass and a side of knuckle sandwich.) I've never been excited to get fucked up in my life, but now, the thought that I'll have a nice fight coming along makes my blood boil, which is weird because I know Turles didn't have these problems based on her memories. I guess she was just good at keeping her emotions in check.

"That's great! But before we get to that, I have to do something else for you!" Erlang said from his cross-legged position on a rock. Leaping from the rock, Erlang gracefully landed in front of me with a billow of his robes. I have to admit, the man is as graceful as he is goofy. Suddenly, Erlang placed his palm across my forehead. I sometimes forget I'm in the body of a child but moments like this remind me how small I am.

"Now I want you to hold on. This might hurt a bit." He said.

"Don't worry, I've probably felt w-WHAAAAAAAAAAAAA! FUCK! SHIT! FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!�� I screamed. It felt like someone was pouring lava directly into my veins!

"Just hold on and don't pass out! You have to endure!" And endure I did for the next hour. I can honestly say I'll never be doing this again. As the burning started to slow down, an entirely new wave of burning rose quickly, but this time it came from my soul. By the look of horror on Erlang's face, I can calmly(not) assume this isn't supposed to happen.

"Shit! No no no no no no NO!" Erlang's panic isn't even distracting me from the burning in my body. As I collapsed to the dirt, Erlang held me in his arms, trying to calm me down. Despite the burning in my veins, my body was cold. Suddenly, Erlang turned my head to face him and I could see through my pain, his worry and also his determination.

"Listen, It seems the merging process has sped up rapidly. I'm gonna guide you through the multiform technique alright?" He said. Nodding with clenched teeth, I watched him place his hand back on my forehead before images flew into my mind. The multiform technique was the process of splitting the body and ki into a second existence. The move will create a physical copy of the user but also cuts the user's power by the number of bodies it makes. Though if one had a purified soul, it would also split the soul while stopping the body from losing its strength. The user would still lose ki capacity but, the body would stay as strong as it was before the split. With a purified soul, not only can I avoid the soul explosion but, I'll also keep my physical strength. Now's not the time for that, however. I have a clone to make.

Concentrating on the steps of the technique while trying to ignore the burning, (which has reached the point that my skin has turned red and is letting off steam, yet is still cold to the touch) I feel my soul split first. It didn't hurt but I felt the loss and the relief of half of my soul leaving my body. Next came my reserves of Ki splitting in half and leaving me to the same area as my soul. I could still feel it but, it felt distant, like feeling your arm from across the room. Lastly, my body tore itself apart, turning into some form of energy and splitting in two and surrounding the two parts of my soul and ki before forming into two different me's. Through the process, my soul halfs empowered my body back to its level of strength before the split as my bodies turned from energy into organs, blood, bone, muscles and finally skin. The burning was gone and as I opened my eyes, I stared into the eyes of Erlang, who let out a sigh of relief before he stood me up on slightly wobbly legs. As I stood, I saw another Erlang doing the same to another me. My eyes widened in shock as did my copy before the strangest thing happened. The other me quickly dashed at me, socking the shit out of me and launching me back a few feet. Recovering from the punch, I rubbed my jaw from the pain. I could really pack a punch! Looking up, I saw both Erlangs holding back the other me, anger and a bit of fear in her eyes.

"GIVE ME BACK MY BODY YOU PARASYTE!" She yelled. Oh shit! Its Turles!